Fantasy: My Ancestors Are Super Invincible

When he got the pitch-black box before, Wang Zhan didn't observe it carefully. Now after careful observation, he found that the pitch-black box was unusual. They are arranged in a strange pattern, even for him, there is a feeling that the soul seems to be trapped.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhan still didn't let Miaoyin spy on the secret of this box. After all, it belonged to Fang Peng. Fang Peng had saved his life. He had promised Fang Peng to help him get back the treasure. The secret of this box?

"Crack the sky, bring Fang Peng out of your secret realm!"

Wang Zhan's eyes flickered, and he said suddenly.

Lie Tian outside the cave heard the words, without hesitation, he stretched out his hand and brought Fang Peng out of the secret realm.

Today's Fang Peng has changed drastically. In the secret realm, he not only has countless resources, but also has the most immortal powerhouse of the Sky-Splitting Monster Clan to teach him personally. As a result, his cultivation has soared to the early Yuanxian stage. The barren mountain range is considered a master!

Knowing Wang Zhan's call from Li Tiankou, Fang Peng didn't hesitate. He took a step and walked towards the cave. When he saw Wang Zhan head-on, he bowed his hands and said flatteringly: "Brother Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time. The style is still the same!"

He was very glad that he had saved Wang Zhan back then, otherwise, let alone reaching the current state, he was afraid that he was still hiding everywhere, how could he be as happy as he is now? Not only was the enemy's family completely wiped out, but he also achieved the realm of Yuanxian!

Hearing Fang Peng's words, Wang Zhan smiled, handed over the pitch-black box in his hand, and said, "I got this from the Fifth Patriarch of Hidden Sword. It should be a treasure left by your father back then."

When Wang Zhan's words fell, Fang Peng's whole body trembled, his pupils shone with blazing brilliance, he stared at the pitch-black box in Wang Zhan's hand, and took it with trembling hands.

He looked at the pitch-black box in his hand, stroked it lightly, as if smelling the scent left by his father from it, his eyes were crystal clear, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Just because of this box, his Fang family was completely wiped out, just because of this box, all his relatives were lost, and he changed from a family to a loner.

He wished he could break up this pitch-black box, but after all, it was the only relic left by his father.

"This box is very unusual. Did your father leave any information about this box?"

Looking at the sentimental Fang Peng, Wang Zhan sighed in his heart, and quickly shifted.

Hearing Wang Zhan's words,

Fang Peng recovered from his sadness, searched the memory in his mind, pondered for a while, and said: "At the last moment, my father once said a word to me, but I have never understood what this sentence means. What does it mean?"

"Oh? What words?"

Hearing this, Wang Zhan suddenly became interested and said curiously.

"The night is at the end of the day, the emperor's Taoist mind can measure all directions, the gods add to the body, and there is no upper fruit!"

"Ok?"

When Fang Peng's words fell, Wang Zhan's pupils shrank slightly, and a look of surprise flickered on his face. This sentence did not mean anything when he first heard it, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to contain endless mystery, with an elusive deep meaning.

"Aside from this sentence, is there anything else? Didn't you say a little bit of information about this dark box?"

After thinking for a long time, Wang Zhan couldn't help asking.

Even with his comprehension, Rao couldn't understand what kind of mystery is contained in this sentence.

"Never!"

Hearing this, Fang Peng shook his head and spoke out.

"Try to see if you can open this pitch-black box?"

Hearing Wang Zhan's words, Fang Peng nodded and tried his best, but failed to open the black box.

"The weapon has a drop of blood to recognize the owner, maybe you can try it."

Seeing this, Wang Zhan was not surprised, and said again, if this pitch-black box was so easy to open, it would have been opened by the Fifth Patriarch of the Hidden Sword for countless years, how could it be kept until now?

However, even though the blood was dripping, the pitch-black box did not react at all. Wang Zhan and Fang Peng looked at each other in blank dismay, and were stumped for a while!

"Bang bang!"

In the cave, crisp sounds resounded one after another. Wang Zhan and Wang Zhan tried various methods such as fire attack, water invasion, and violent bombardment, but they didn't work at all. The pitch-black box remained motionless, not even a little white mark. never appeared.

Even Wang Zhan asked Lie Tianlai, who had reached the realm of the ancient fairy, to try, but he still failed to cause any changes in the pitch-black box.

"It seems that if you want to open this box, you still have to decipher the mystery of the sentence your father left."

After a long time, Wang Zhan waved his hand to signal Fang Peng to stop, and said in a deep voice.

"The night is at the end of the day, the emperor's Taoist mind can measure all directions, the gods add to the body, and there is no upper fruit!"

Wang Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, and murmured softly, as if a flash of light appeared in his mind, he suddenly said: "It's dawn at the end of the night, could it be that you are talking about the time to open the box?"

"Then what is the meaning of the Emperor's Dao Heart and Measuring All Directions?"

Hearing this, Fang Peng shook his head, also puzzled.

"Emperor's Dao Heart, measuring all directions, does not refer to a specific thing or technique, but an emperor's mentality, using one's own thoughts as the emperor's respect, and measuring the world and all directions!"

"But I can't see through the mystery of the pitch-black box. Perhaps, you can try it with the blood of the Demon Emperor and the will of the Emperor, at the end of the night and dawn!"

When Wang Zhan was puzzled, Miaoyin's crisp and moving voice resounded in his mind, making Wang Zhan startled and his eyes sparkling.

Wang Zhan told Fang Peng Miaoyin's explanation, and asked Fang Peng to try it at the end of the night, and asked the Purple Spirit Lion King to assist Fang Peng.

This pitch-black box is the only relic left by Fang Peng's father. Even though he is very curious about the treasures in this pitch-black box, he will never covet this pitch-black box.

Not to mention that Fang Peng once saved his life, based on his current relationship with Fang Peng, he would not do such a thing.

Hearing Wang Zhan's words, Fang Peng couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face. Isn't this overestimating him? How could he, who was hiding in Tibet before, have the so-called emperor mentality?

"What is the emperor's mentality?"

Fang Peng couldn't help but asked aloud.

"There is both compassion for all beings and the spirit of being the only one who respects me!"

"If you want to get the only relic left by your father, you have to abandon your past and imagine yourself as an emperor. Now you, a dignified Yuanxian, have been reborn."

Wang Zhan stared at Fang Peng with deep eyes, and shouted in a deep voice. His words, like thunder, exploded in Fang Peng's ears, making Fang Peng's heart tremble.

That's right, the current him is completely reborn from before, so why can't he become the emperor?

While waiting for the dawn of the night to come, Fang Peng was immersed in his own perception, trying to improve his mentality, so that he had that kind of imperial heart.