Three-foot stone...

Chen Weiming couldn't help laughing when he got the name Chen Pan. The relationship between these two is indeed better than expected. It is beyond ordinary people to be able to make such jokes.

Before today, the Tianyan Daozun in Chen Weiming's heart was noble and everyone looked up to him, even himself. But after today, he suddenly realized that even such a strong man was actually no different from ordinary people in some aspects.

Chen Pan obviously understood very well. No wonder when Sanchi Jian said that he had created a new martial art that day, he looked so good. It seemed that he had already expected that something would happen.

"What should I do now?" Chen Pan asked again.

"What should I do... I will do the same!" Sanchi Jian seemed to have figured out something, and suddenly he was proud again: "Although something happened, it was obvious that everything was still under control. What I needed was a different enlightenment, which was better than I expected."

"The life of the stone demon must be unique!"

While talking and laughing, he raised his hand and pointed it at the center of the stone demon's eyebrows. The white light fell, like a bathing liquid, bit by bit, inch by inch. The stone demon's body suddenly cracked and melted randomly. Soon, a soul transformed into a three-foot sword.

"Um!"

The three-foot sword seemed to have not woken up, and looked at the other himself in surprise, with a look of confusion, but soon reacted and said lightly: "It's finally here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a white light and threw it into the body of the three-foot sword, disappearing.

Close your eyes, the three-foot sword surrounded by white light, looking extremely enjoyable. Soon, he opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "It's a great life experience, which is very helpful!"

"Just blow!" Chen Pan sneered: "With your personality, even if you suffer a big loss, you will definitely sing with your head high and say you have taken advantage of it."

"Shut up..." Sanchi Sword snorted.

But before he could say the next sentence, A Xuan rushed over, grabbed him and shook his heart's content, and shouted loudly: "What did you do? Where is my stone? What happened to you to put my stone... You murderer."

"What your stone, my stone!" Sanqi sword pulled her hand away: "That's me, that stone demon is my clone, do you understand? Now I just let him return to his original origin!"

"Are you ashamed of killing my stone and making up such lies?"

Ah Xuan was not willing to believe it, chattering and crying non-stop.

The Three-Foot Sword seemed to be afraid of such things, so he could only turn his attention to Chen Pan.

Chen Pan ignored it and greeted Chen Weiming: "The memory is inside, you decide for yourself!"

Memory, the memory of the Extreme Monk... Chen Weiming's smile stopped abruptly, and his brows furrowed in a flash. Even at this moment, he still didn't know what decision he should make.

The distress in his ears continued, but his soul seemed to have reached the sky. After a while, he came to his senses. After watching for a long time, he finally walked inside.

He is still not ready to integrate his memory, but wants to try to see if he can take the memory away and put it on himself. In this way, he can avoid accidents and take the initiative.

Moving forward step by step, in just a moment, I felt like flowing water flowing through my body. When my eyes changed, I actually entered the starry sky of the universe. At a glance, countless stars were dazzling.

I heard the sound of wind coming from all around me, and it was a bit pleasant.

I don’t know where the depths of the universe are. Chen Weiming just continued to walk step by step, aimless.

After a long time, I heard a rumbling sound, like a thunder and a chariot, rolling in. When I saw a coffin floating in the starry sky, mystical light was everywhere.

When the coffin floated in front of me, I looked carefully and saw that there was a corpse, Chen Pan's body. It seemed lifelike, but there was no slight anger.

If you use the eyes of breaking the delusion and keeping the truth to scan it, it is not difficult to find that this is not a corpse at all, but a very strange fluctuation, like energy, and like some other things that you don’t understand.

"This is the memory!" Chen Pan's voice came from behind: "It's similar to me, it's something condensed by memory. The difference is that he is sealed and does not have the self-consciousness like me. If you absorb him, the memory will come back."

Chen Weiming looked at the corpse in the coffin and did not move for a moment, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what to think. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Sorry, I'm really not ready yet."

"Don't say sorry to me!" Chen Pan smiled slightly: "No matter who it is, he has the right to choose to live on his own and has the right to abandon something. You should take him with him, just like I followed you. It's not too late to figure it out one day!"

"Thank you for understanding!"

Chen Weiming let out a long sigh, as if he had removed a huge rock from his heart.

With a raised hand, he released the entrance of the small world and pushed the coffin and floated in. He manipulated the small world to move mountains and seas, transformed into an abyss, sank the coffin, and then filled a mountain in the abyss.

This is Chen Pan's memory. It is like a living person. Even if he is not ready to accept it yet, no other accidents will occur.

The moment the coffin entered the small world, Sansheng Island suddenly emitted countless mysterious lights, like stars scattered everywhere, shooting into the distance. Soon, the starry universe disappeared, leaving only an ordinary island, but the restrictions around it were still there.

"Go away, go away!"

When they saw the two of them coming out, Sanchi Jian was busy urging him, while A Xuan was persisting behind him.

Chen Pan helped him stop A Xuan this time: "A Xuan, that stone demon is indeed the soul of the three-foot sword, and he must return."

It was obvious that Ah Xuan believed Chen Pan more, and when he heard that he said this, he stopped immediately, but pouted and looked aggrieved.

At this time, a powerful aura appeared, and then a woman in white flew over. Looking closely, except for the hair accessories, her facial features were exactly the same as A Xuan.

The difference is that A Xuan is innocent and innocent, while this woman has a expressionless face and looks like an iceberg.

After seeing Chen Pan, the woman's face did not change much. She just nodded at him, as if she had said hello.

Chen Pan also nodded and said to Ah Xuan: "We still have something to do, so we won't stay here. Are you going with us or what?"

"No!" A Xuan shook his head without hesitation: "Your master told me not to run around before he died. Tianyu said the same thing. He always wants to fight and kill when he goes out. It doesn't matter Xuannv, but I can't do it."

When she saw her, she suddenly covered her face with her hands: "If a supreme emperor cannot defeat the Immortal King, wouldn't it be too embarrassing!"

Chen Pan laughed: "This is true. Then you live here first, and then come to find you later."

Then he asked Sanchi Jian and asked, "Where are you going now?"

"Go to the Abyss of Time!"
Chapter completed!