Chapter 149: The Former Emperor of War
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Chapter 149 Once the Emperor of War
Hearing the Great Elder's words, Xiao Fan instantly recalled Ye Linfeng's demeanor in his mind, took a deep breath and said, "Compared to those real geniuses, my strength is really not that good."
Ye Linfeng is only about twenty years old, but he is already a strong Zhanzong. Compared with the two, Xiao Fan knows that it may not be a big deal for him to break through the Zhanzong Realm within a year.
Ye Linfeng must have done it back then. After all, the further back, the more difficult it is to break through. It may only take less than a year to break through from a war spirit to a war sect.
But from Zhanzong to Zhanhuang, it may take ten years, or even twenty years.
The Great Elder nodded in satisfaction, and said: "Proud but not arrogant, arrogant but not irritable, this is the character that a real strong person should have. I didn't call you here to beat you, but I thought I should tell you something. About your father!"
"Father?" Xiao Fan raised his brows. The word "father" was unfamiliar to him in two lifetimes. However, didn't his father, Xiao Changfeng, die?
"I can tell you with certainty that your father is not dead." The Great Elder said in a deep voice, a sharp light flashed in his eyes.
"Since he didn't die, why didn't he go back to Xiao's house?" Xiao Fan's face was slightly gloomy, and he was a little agitated. He knew that this was Xiao Fan's last obsession.
Being looked down upon by others for nine years, called a bastard by others, born by parents but not raised by parents, Xiao Fan held some resentment towards his father in his heart.
The Great Elder sighed: "Don't blame your father, he was forced to do so. If it wasn't for saving you, how could he have fallen into the hands of others?"
"To save me?" Xiao Fan trembled slightly, for some reason, the hatred in his heart dissipated a lot.
"That's right." The Great Elder nodded, as if caught in a distant memory, he said after a long time: "Unfortunately, he fell in love with a woman he shouldn't love, no, to be precise, your mother shouldn't have been born in such a family .”
"Where are they?" Xiao Fan clenched his fists tightly, a burst of hostility burst out, and the murderous aura bloomed.
"Your strength is too low. Now is not the time to tell you. Your father let me stay in the Xiao family. On the one hand, it is to protect the Xiao family, and on the other hand, it is to protect you. It's just that the Xiao family and you are not on the verge of death. , I won't make a move either."
Xiao Fan opened his mouth to speak, and cursed in his heart, I almost died in Yancheng, how did you protect him?
"Are you blaming me for not making a move in Yancheng?" The Great Elder saw through Xiao Fan's mind with a glance, and smiled and said, "Didn't you die in the end?"
"If I'm dead, it's too late for you to make a move." Xiao Fan glared at the elder. He almost died at that time, and if it wasn't for Ye Linfeng, he wouldn't have survived either.
"Aren't you still alive and well now?" The Great Elder said with a smile, "Besides, as long as you still have a breath, I can make you come back to life."
The corner of Xiao Fan's mouth twitched, his injury seemed to be in vain, but Xiao Fan looked at the elder with admiration.
What he said is not an ordinary madman, as long as he has a breath, he can be saved? And if he dared to save someone from the King of War, wouldn't his strength be at least that of the King of War?
Since when did the Xiao family have such a master? No, this old ghost does not belong to the Xiao family! No wonder they don't care about the Xiao family's life or death!
"To be honest, you are as resolute as your father, and this also gives me hope." The elder looked solemn, "Your father is the most outstanding disciple I have ever had in my life!"
"Disciple? Xiao Changfeng is your apprentice?" Xiao Fan didn't like the elder's words, and he didn't really recognize his father in his heart, so he called him by his first name.
"Is there anything strange about this?" The Great Elder glared at Xiao Fan, "In terms of seniority, you still have to call me Shigong."
"If you just tell me these things, then I already know that Xiao Changfeng's revenge, I will avenge him, even if I risk my life, I will save him." Xiao Fan rolled his eyes, turned and prepared to leave .
"Wait." The Great Elder quickly stopped.
"What else is there?" Xiao Fan's face changed as soon as he said it, and his tone was not very good.
The great elder flipped through his hands, and suddenly there was a black box in his hand, Xiao Fan was surprised, this old guy actually still has a soul ring, what is his background.
"This is something left by your father, I will give it to you." The Great Elder carefully handed the box to Xiao Fan.
Xiao Fan frowned and took it over, looked at the elder curiously and said, "You have strength, why don't you avenge your apprentice?"
Hearing Xiao Fan's words, the Great Elder's expression darkened, he was a little confused, and he said after a long time: "I tried, but not only failed to save your father, but I almost put myself in it, and the battle spirit was permanently injured."
"The battle spirit was injured?" Xiao Fan's expression was shocked, and he looked at the elder with reverence. He took a deep breath and said, "Old man, release your battle spirit, maybe I can cure it."
"You?" The Great Elder looked at Xiao Fan indifferently.
"That's right, I'm also a pharmacist anyway." Xiao Fan nodded and said very seriously.
"A pharmacist?" The Great Elder narrowed his eyes slightly, with a glimmer of hope in his heart, and then released his battle spirit.
When he felt the majestic aura of the Great Elder's battle spirit, Xiao Fan froze in place for an instant, and saw behind the Great Elder, a giant white tiger grinning with its teeth open, and a frightening chill emanated from the white tiger.
"Nine secluded white tigers with an eighth-rank battle spirit?" Xiao Fan exclaimed as a beast, his expression finally changed when he looked at the Great Elder. ?
If everyone in the Xiao family knew that there was a wounded war emperor hidden in their family, I don't know how they would feel!
When Xiao Fan looked at the Nine Nether White Tiger Battle Soul again, he found that the white tiger was very unstable and looked sickly, as if it would dissipate at any time.
While breathing, the Nine Nether White Tiger disappeared, Xiao Fan rested his chin on his right hand, and began to think.
"How is it?" The Great Elder took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Fan. He once thought of finding a pharmacist to heal the battle spirit, but he was afraid of revealing his identity, so he has been lurking here for so many years.
"I can't do it now." Xiao Fan shook his head, thinking in his heart: "Although the white stone can heal the battle spirit, but my strength is too low. It is not difficult for the battle spirit below the fifth rank, but the eighth rank battle spirit , the soul power required is extremely huge."
"Besides, who knows if the old man's words are true or not. The secret of the white stone must not be exposed until he has enough strength. Although there is a way to heal him without using the white stone, but the soul-replenishing pill is a ninth-grade elixir, and it will be more effective in a short time. Impossible to get."
Thinking of this, Xiao Fan sighed helplessly, and the Great Elder's expression darkened a little, he waved his hand and said, "I'm used to it, you're still young, when you become stronger, maybe you can help me."
Xiao Fan was just about to comfort the old man, but he didn't expect the old man to comfort himself, and he couldn't help admiring him.
If it were someone else, he would be a battle emperor, his battle spirit would be injured, and his cultivation base would drop, how could he have such a good attitude.
"Old man, although I can't do it now, I have thought of a way, and it will be possible in the future." Xiao Fan felt that he still had to give him some hope.
"What method?" The Great Elder tugged on Xiao Fan's collar and asked excitedly.