Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

"However, according to the rumors, the risk of taking this pill is extremely high, even those who are well-rounded can't easily break free from the seemingly real and fake illusion of the Nine Worlds produced by taking this pill."

After being surprised, Zhao Fan quickly regained his composure and secretly weighed the pros and cons.

"The Illusion of the Ninth World is as real as it is false."

"I have a firm heart, and I have many hacks such as the system and the Chaos Tower. If there is no interference from external factors, I should have a [-] to [-]% chance of success."

"There is no opportunity now, and I can hardly see an opportunity to step into the Tao."

"Although there is a system in hand, I don't know how long it will take to touch that threshold."

"The road is long, and there is no perfect thing. As a sword cultivator, I should go forward indomitable."

After Zhao Fan thought it over and over again, he still decided to use the Samsara Nine Turns Blood Pill.

For ninety-nine percent of the original emperors, the Hedao Realm is almost an insurmountable dragon gate.

Some strong people who have been promoted to the original state cannot touch the threshold of harmony in their entire lives.

Some existences with a perfect original state, even spent countless efforts and tried many methods, but they were unable to pry that ceiling.

Zhao Fan thinks that he has a lot of external blessings, but it is simply unrealistic to obtain a chance to join the Dao simply by relying on his own ability.

Right now, the Nine-Reincarnation Blood Pill is the only Godless Pill in the rumors. With Zhao Fan's current level, as long as he doesn't sink into the Ninth Reincarnation, he can take this opportunity to attack Hedao in one go.

Under the Harmonious Dao, even the most powerful emperors are unable to aspire to the pinnacle, and above the Harmonious Dao is the truly vast world.

Taking ten thousand steps back, if he really fell into the Illusion of the Ninth World, Zhao Fan could also use the Chaos Tower to "awaken" himself.

With the power of the Chaos Tower, it should be able to help him break free from the shackles of the illusion of the ninth world.

Of course, Zhao Fan still has confidence in himself, and his heart to the Tao has never wavered, even if he is reincarnated in nine generations, what's the problem?

After checking repeatedly and confirming that there were no other threats in the underground space, Zhao Fan slowly sat down cross-legged.

He summoned the Heavenly Emperor Sword to protect himself, and the imperial sword energy permeated it, forming an absolute defense, not only protecting his own body, but also preventing all aura fluctuations from leaking out.

The decision Zhao Fan made never wavered.

"Let me see how powerful the reincarnation of the ninth world is."

"I will never miss the chance to join forces."

He took a deep breath, and immediately swallowed the reincarnation nine-turn blood pill decisively.

hum!

The moment the pill entered his stomach, a strange energy enveloped Zhao Fan's whole body.

When Zhao Fan came to his senses, he found himself in an antique room.

"Zhao Lang, today is our wedding night."

"What are you still hesitating about?"

"You want me."

A soft and pleasant voice came.

Zhao Fan turned around and saw a beautiful woman in a red wedding dress sitting on a red bed.

Her eyes sparkled like autumn water, her skin was crystal clear and delicate, her waist was slender, and her whole body exuded a charming and seductive aura.

Zhao Fan was stunned, because the other party's beautiful facial features were no different from those of the phoenix goddess.

"Illusion! This is an illusion."

Zhao Fan kept his mind tight and reminded himself.

"Zhao Lang, what are you still doing?"

"Come here."

Seeing that Zhao Fan was unmoved, Phoenix Celestial Girl urged.

She is elegant and quiet, exuding a faint body fragrance, as if on purpose, slightly raised the hem of her skirt, revealing her crystal clear and jade-like legs.

"A mere illusion, what can I do?"

Zhao Fan shook his head dismissively.

Who is he?How can a majestic swordsman be disturbed by such illusions?

"You, before I got married, you wished you could eat me."

"It's our wedding night, but you pretended to be serious. Do you want me to undress you?"

The phoenix goddess smiled, and immediately moved in front of Zhao Fan with lotus steps.

Her hair was pitch-black, and her facial features were flawless, especially her big watery eyes, which showed a trace of brilliance.

She took off a layer of dress, revealing a close-fitting shirt, so that the charming figure was revealed more clearly.

The bright red lips, crystal-clear jade-like skin, charming and graceful curves, straight and slender beautiful legs, make people look at it, and it is almost impossible to look away.

Even though Zhao Fan was determined, at such a close distance, he still felt a strange emotion.

He took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "The Dao is ruthless, I devote myself to cultivating immortals, you are just an illusion..."

"hiss!"

Before Zhao Fan finished speaking, a pair of weak and boneless hands touched his body, making Zhao Fan startled.

This incomparably real feeling, where is it like an illusion?It's almost like real reality.

Zhao Fan tried to retreat to avoid it, but at this moment, he found that he had no cultivation base, as if he had become a real mortal.

And it's the kind of frail scholar who has almost no strength to restrain a chicken.

He was bewildered, completely bewildered.

As expected of the reincarnation nine-turn blood pill, the illusion created by the Nine Worlds is almost indistinguishable from the real reality.

"Respect yourself, please respect yourself..."

"Be sure to respect yourself."

Seeing that his clothes were about to be taken off, Zhao Fan quickly raised his hand to stop him.

"Zhao Lang, I can't wait."

The more Zhao Fan resisted, the more excited the phoenix goddess seemed to become in this illusion.

"Help……"

In the end, Zhao Fan was in a cold sweat and almost called for help.

"Don't bark, today is our wedding night, even if you bark your throat, they won't bother you."

"And the more you scream, the more excited I am."

The phoenix celestial girl smiled mischievously, and raised her hands at Zhao Fan, her hunger and thirst made her legs tremble.

Until now, Zhao Fan finally realized how terrifying the illusion of reincarnation created by the Nine Reincarnation Blood Pill is!

Chapter 1058 Today I Know That I Am Me

Is this an illusion?It is simply the reality of what is happening.

After half a night of hard work, Zhao Fan finally let the phoenix goddess go to sleep contentedly.

"Hao Zhoucheng, the son of the Zhao family?"

"Today is my wedding night."

Zhao Fan sighed in disappointment, since he couldn't take the initiative to break free from the illusion of reincarnation, he could accept it with peace of mind.

As long as the Dao heart is firm enough, what's the problem even if it's nine lives?

Soon, Zhao Fan adapted to his identity in this life, and shortly after marrying the phoenix goddess in the illusion, he gave birth to a child.

Life is flat, without big ups and downs.

In the blink of an eye 60 years later, Zhao Fan also changed from that handsome young man to an old man with white beard and hair.

"There are a lot of children and grandchildren under your knees, and a happy life with laughter and laughter. The perfection of life is nothing but this."

Zhao Fan stroked his long beard and said to himself with a smile.

For more than 60 years, he seems to be completely immersed in his happy family, but in the deepest part of his heart, he has always maintained a trace of clarity.

"But a happy and ordinary life is not the life I want to pursue."

With a long sigh, Zhao Fan slowly closed his eyes, the end of this life has come.

"Husband..."

"Father……"

"grandfather……"

Zhao Fan died peacefully, and soon his wife and children were alarmed. The Zhao family of Nuoda almost burst into tears.

A long time passed, and when Zhao Fan regained consciousness again, he found himself in a deserted Gobi.

"This is……"

"Second World?"

Zhao Fan was moved and muttered to himself.

"Yin Jian, you stole the master's elixir, and even colluded with demons to murder the master, you deserve death."

Before Zhao Fan got used to it, suddenly there was a thunderous shout from afar.

Immediately after, several flying swords full of murderous intent, like thunder across the sky, swept towards Zhao Fan in the blink of an eye, attacking viciously.

Almost out of fighting instinct, Zhao Fan casually grabbed the blood-stained sword beside him, and swept it across.

It seemed like a subconscious reaction, but an astonishing sword energy erupted, shaking those flying swords and flying them out.

But Zhao Fan was also very uncomfortable, the right hand holding the sword was numb, and bright and eye-catching blood oozed from the tiger's mouth.

"Heavenly Sword Sect disciple."

"I was framed for murdering my teacher, and now I am being hunted down by the entire sect."

At this time, Zhao Fan quickly obtained the corresponding memory and knew his current identity.

"Huh, huh..."

Several flying swords flashed with cold light, and they swooped down from high altitude quickly, with even more terrifying power than before, they came to attack Zhao Fan again.

This time, Zhao Fan had no intention of resisting, but turned around and fled.

Fortunately, in this life, Zhao Fan's body is not weak, and his immortal foundation is solid, which allows him to display a lot of kendo methods and resist many pursuits.

After three days and three nights of escaping, Zhao Fan, the eldest disciple of Tianjianmen, finally got rid of the pursuit of the entire sect.

In the end, in order to wash away his stigma, Zhao Fan secretly worked hard to become stronger, and finally raised his sword and returned to Tianjian Gate, and found out that the culprit who framed him was the talented second junior who had always been jealous of him.

He not only beheaded the real murderer behind the scenes, but also regained the mantle of Tianjianmen, leading the entire sect to stand proudly in the cultivation world.

The third world, the fourth world, the fifth world...

In this way, Zhao Fan kept falling into the reincarnation of life after life.

He has completely different identities, such as a martial arts hero who hates evil like hatred, such as a literary and daoist who is full of knowledge, such as a demon giant galloping around the world...

With the reincarnation of one life after another, the sliver of clarity deep in Zhao Fan's heart also gradually faded away.

Just like the originally clean mirror surface, with the passage of time, a layer of dust is gradually covered.

In the end, Zhao Fan even forgot who he was.

The mountains and forests are green, and a temple stands on the top of the clouds.

In the main hall of the temple, an old monk with white beard and hair is reciting the scriptures, as if an ancient Buddha is alive, exuding a strong atmosphere of Buddhism.

As the sound of chanting sutras resounded through the clouds, the sky and the earth changed instantly for a radius of a hundred miles, and lightning and thunder, mixed with a terrifying aura, were about to crash down.

"The old monk is bound to prove the Buddhahood."

"No one can stop me today."

The old monk's voice was old and reverberated for nine days and ten places, and it was the first time that he released such a rare domineering aura.