Rebirth after the end of the world: I am engaged in introversion in the world of self-cultivation

Within a few minutes, Jiang Wan's right hand showed signs of withering.

Jiang Wan knew that his right hand would not be able to hold on at this rate. It was not that he felt sorry for his right hand, because it was a renewable energy source in his body. Jiang Wan was just worried that it would be more difficult to subdue the Qianzhong Lufan without his right hand.

So his left hand grabbed the feathers of the thousand-layered feather fan, and dozens of vines flew above his head, wrapping the thousand-layered feather fan together. Together with several lines of profound energy, he frantically pulled the thousand-weighted feather fan backward.

Due to the restrictions of the order of heaven and earth, the Thousand-Level Feather Fan can only display the strength of a pseudo-immortal here at best, so facing Jiang Wan's crazy behavior, it was indeed a bit overwhelmed for a while.

Although it is a divine weapon, it is also subject to the constraints of the order of heaven and earth.

"Stop it, stop it, I'll make a contract with you."

Qian Zhonglu Fan originally just wanted to test Jiang Wan's strength, but he didn't really want to risk his life. After achieving his goal, he surrendered.

Jiang Wan raised his eyes to look at the Qianzhong Feather Fan, but the movements in his hands did not stop at all.

What if it cheats?

The Qianzhong Feather Fan waved its body slightly in annoyance, and Jiang Wan suddenly felt as if a strong wind was sweeping through her. Even if she was in the realm of transcending tribulation and perfection, she could not bear it.

Xuanqi cut his finger, and a drop of blood fell on a feather on the fan body, disappearing instantly.

A vague connection was formed between Jiang Wan and Qian Zhonglu Fan, and a contract was forged.

Jiang Wan then let go and took back the vines on his head. He lowered his head and looked at his charred hands. Jiang Wan asked if the Seed of Life could be cured.

If it can be cured, resuscitate it; if it cannot be cured, cut it off and regrow it.

Qianzhong Lufan:? ? ?

Isn’t it because it hasn’t come out for a hundred thousand years that the current cultivators are already so crazy?

……

It took Jiang Wan's right hand three hours to recover.

During this period of time, Jiang Wan also learned another piece of news. Even if she didn't try her best just now, Qian Zhongyu Fan would still make a contract with her.

It was sealed here by Xianyin, and apart from Xianyin, only Jiang Wan could enter this space.

This also means that if Qianzhong Feather Fan does not make a contract with Jiang Wan, it will always be sealed in this place where birds do not poop.

Therefore, while Jiang Wan needs the Qianzhong Lufan to improve its strength, the Qianzhong Lufan also needs Jiang Wan to take it away.

It can be said that it is a two-way street.

In response, Jiang Wan just replied with a faint "Oh".

Compared to the forced contract with Qianzhong Lufan, Jiang Wan wanted it to see his own strength and let it know that he was not a soft persimmon owner.

Qianzhong Lushan sneered perfunctorily: Yes, yes, you are not a soft persimmon, you are a violent maniac!

Who would be a serious cultivator to mess with a divine weapon like this? Even her former master, who was an ancestor, was not willing to be so rough with it!

……

When Jiang Wan came out of that space with a thousand feather fans, it was already evening, and the remaining sunset was shining on the sea level, shining with dazzling blood-colored light.

The eighth-grade thousand-weight feather fan that had been placed on the stone had turned into ashes.

It is the key to enter the space. Now that the space has been destroyed, it has no meaning in existing anymore.

Just when Jiang Wan took down the Thousand Feather Fan and brought it out of the space, the palace collapsed immediately, and the history of a hundred thousand years ago was also buried underground.

Only Jiang Wan can know these secrets.

Jiang Wan did not return to the Supreme Base, but was confronting Qian Zhonglu Fan.

"Don't even think about locking me into space again!"

The thousand-weight feather fan was suspended at the same level as Jiang Wan, with its body straight.

<divclass="contentadv">Jiang Wan glanced at it expressionlessly, "Do you know your identity? What if a noble artifact is exposed and coveted by others?"

Qianzhong Feather Fan walked around Jiang Wan before speaking out, "Although I admit that what you said is right, don't even think about PUA me!"

Jiang Wan paused, "Do you still know about PUA?"

It is too suspicious that an old antique like Qianzhong Lufan, which has been dulled for a hundred thousand years, knows this kind of modern vocabulary.

Qianzhong Yushan fluttered his feathers a little arrogantly, with a bit of arrogance and nostalgia in his voice, "Of course, before that war happened, the master took me to many places. This word is in a book called I learned it from the world on Earth, but after seeing so many worlds, I still prefer this place.”

Jiang Wan's mind wandered slightly, obviously he didn't expect Xianyin to have such ability.

In other words, once you completely control the power of time and space, you can leave this world and go to other worlds...

Of course, Jiang Wan didn't still miss the city full of zombies. If possible, she would like to see other worlds.

After a ten-minute stern confrontation, the two parties finally reached an agreement.

The thousand-layered feather fan does not need to enter the flowing light space, but can be transformed into a fan-shaped hairpin and pinned to Jiang Wan's bun.

The premise is that Qian Zhonglu Fan must hide his aura and cannot show up casually without Jiang Wan's permission.

Although Qianzhong Lushan was not satisfied with the result, he still reluctantly agreed in order to be able to breathe the fresh air outside.

Only then did the system in the sea of ​​consciousness have the opportunity to talk to Jiang Wan, "Host, what's going on? Did you really bring out an artifact?"

Jiang Wan briefly and systematically explained what had just happened, but he only mentioned the Thousand Feather Fan and the origin of the Immortal Realm. As for Xianyin and the three divine consciousnesses, Jiang Wan did not mention it.

On the one hand, it was because of restrictions, and on the other hand, it was because Jiang Wan knew that the system had always hidden a big secret.

Jiang Wan didn't believe the system's rhetoric of 'poverty alleviation'.

Putting the fan-shaped hairpin transformed from a thousand feather fans into his hair, Jiang Wan tore through space and returned to the Supreme Base.

……

When Jiang Wan returned to the room, Rong Yan was sitting quietly at the table, with handsome features and a gentle expression.

There were four exquisite dishes and one soup placed on the table, which were protected by a layer of restraints, which seemed to be keeping them warm.

Seeing Jiang Wan, Rong Yan's calm eyes instantly lit up, "Is the matter resolved?"

Jiang Wan responded and looked at Rong Yan with a little doubt.

Rong Yan's eyes were filled with a smile unconsciously, "Try the newly developed dishes a few days ago."

Jiang Wan's eyebrows were filled with a smile, he nodded and walked to the table.

The two of them chatted while eating, giving the impression of a normal couple.

System in the Sea of ​​Consciousness: Even if there is no spark, I won’t believe it even to death!

After the meal, Rong Yan skillfully cleared away the tableware on the table and put a practical fruit plate on it.

Jiang Wan was taught differently from Si Yuanwu in this regard. She preferred the practical to the exquisite.

Jiang Wan pinched a grape with a natural expression, and there was nothing strange on his face. The two of them had been getting along with each other like this for decades.

Sometimes Jiang Wan wonders whether he has an extra senior brother or an extra nanny.

As for Rong Yan's thoughts, Jiang Wan finally figured it out more or less.