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Chapter 392 Guardian

"God's will? Come and explain to me what God's will is." Lu Chuan looked at the old man happily.

Looking at the playful and smiling face of Lu Chuan, for some reason, the old man's heart went numb.

"No...it's nothing." The old man swallowed his saliva and stuttered nervously.

He didn't know that what Lu Chuan hated the most was the notions of God's will and destiny.

In the past hundred thousand years, the donkey had told him enough that he was sick to his stomach.

Now that he was finally free, if he carried these things to Lu Chuan again, the old man would be in danger if he was not beaten to death on the spot.

"Tch, you're so cowardly, why do you come out to hang out!" Lu Chuan sneered, shook his head, and then pointed to the ground at his feet.

"Looking at your expression, do you know about the Pangu Secret Realm?"

Unable to feel the vague pressure, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

He nodded fiercely: "I know, I am the 70th generation guardian of Pangu Secret Realm."

"Huh?" Lu Chuan was confused: "Why did another guardian appear?"

The old man spread his hands helplessly: "Guardians have always existed, but they are not known to the world."

"Seventy generations?" Lu Chuan frowned: "Looking at you, you don't look like a cultivator.

It is estimated that your generation can live a hundred years, and your seventy years will only be seven hundred years. It is only seven hundred years, so you are fooling me! "

"Dad, your arithmetic is not as good as mine. One hundred times seventy is seven thousand years!" Yanma ran back out of nowhere and immediately corrected Lu Chuan's arithmetic.

"Pah..." The poor kid didn't get any praise, only a slap in the face.

"Don't I know? I need you to remind me, bah!" Lu Chuan spat hard.

Then he stared at the old man fiercely: "Old man, even if you have been cured for seven thousand years, is this time too short?"

The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained: "The generation we protect people is not calculated by lifespan, but by an era."

"What, you're bluffing me!" Lu Chuan glared at "Wisdom" fiercely.

"The length of an era is measured in at least hundreds of millions. Have you lived through seventy generations?"

Seeing that Lu Chuan was about to get violent and beat someone up, the old man quickly explained: "The fact is that there is only one guardian in each generation. He is born with the birth of the new era, and will die with the demise of the old era."

“We cannot practice cultivation, but we have a lifespan that matches the times.

Even if we die unexpectedly, we will soon be reborn. Unless this era comes to an end, we cannot die.

This is our birth mission, and it is also the guardian mission given to us by Emperor Pangu. "

"Damn it, are you so metaphysical?" Lu Chuan frowned upon hearing this.

What this old man said was so damn unbelievable.

That was a full seventy eras, which meant that the existence of Pangu Secret Realm was unimaginably long.

"I swear on my honor as a guardian that everything I say is true..." the old man swore with all his heart.

Seeing that Lu Chuan's expression finally softened, the old man put down the mental arithmetic he was holding.

"I don't believe it!" However, Lu Chuan said this directly to him next.

These three words almost broke the old man's guard.

"If you say anything false, I will be struck by lightning and die." The old man really had no choice but to swear.

"Haha..." Seeing the old man's anxious face covered with sweat, Lu Chuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Looking at Lu Chuan who was laughing so hard, the old man suddenly understood that it wasn't that his grandson didn't believe it, he was just entertaining himself.

"Such a bad character!" The old man was so angry that he wanted to go up and strangle Lu Chuan to death.

"Okay, it's rare to find something interesting. Let me believe you for once." Lu Chuan smiled and patted the old man on the shoulder.

"How can I say that your identity should not be leaked to the outside world? What is your purpose of telling me your family name?"

Lu Chuan was right, the identity of the guardian must be kept strictly confidential.

In addition to ensuring the guardian's own safety, the more important thing is to prevent interested people from noticing the existence of Pangu's secret realm through the clue of the guardian.

But now that the identity is kept secret, it doesn't make much sense, because Pangu's secret realm has appeared.

The old man looked at Lu Chuan with a playful smile, suddenly stood up, and then bowed deeply.

"Please re-seal the Pangu Secret Realm so that it will never appear in the eyes of the world again."

"Huh? Isn't the seal here still there? There's even an egg sealed!" Lu Chuan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The old man thought for a while: "The sealing formation here is the Five Elements Great Seal. You should know that, right?"

Lu Chuan nodded, "I know, what's wrong?"

The old man nodded: "Although there is no problem with the Five Elements Great Seal, the hidden formations on the periphery have become ineffective with the corrosion of time. This is also the reason why Pangu Secret Realm suddenly appeared."

Lu Chuan finally understood. The old man wanted to make a formation by himself to hide Pangu's secret realm.

"Isn't it just a broken formation? You have lived for so many years and you still can't figure it out?"

The old man shook his head helplessly: "Actually, the outer formation of Pangu Secret Realm began to loosen a hundred thousand years ago.

At that time, I thought about repairing it, but I tried my best to stop the decay of the formation. "

"Oh, it's still a technical job!" Lu Chuan nodded gently as if he knew everything.

"Son!" Lu Chuan yelled.

"Here you go!" Eyes Nightmare sprang out from nowhere, looking like this, he must have been beaten enough.

"I would like to solemnly introduce to you that my son is the master of formations, master of arithmetic, and master of weirdness. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

Hearing Lu Chuan's introduction, Yan Yan was so excited that she almost shed tears.

As for the others, they looked unbelieving, except for the weird master Lao Shizi. After all, this guy has his own evil aura.

"Hey, don't believe it, son of a bitch, show them your skills." Lu Chuan was a little unhappy.

You can question the nightmare yourself, but outsiders can't.

Eye Nightmare immediately took action, and a large amount of gray-black evil energy suddenly burst out of his eyeballs.

The entire sixth floor was instantly contaminated and turned into an evil place.

"Pa... you ride on the horse, I want you to see the formation, what kind of plane are you doing, you want to fight!" Yanxi, who didn't understand the situation, received another hard slap.

Yan Yan muttered in grievance, "You didn't make it clear. You just asked someone to show off your hand. Isn't that just showing off your hand?"

"It's my fault that I didn't explain it clearly?" Lu Chuan stared at Yan Yan with an unkind look on his face.

"No, no, it's my fault, I didn't ask clearly!" Yanma reluctantly took back the evil energy from his body and began to check.

"Hey, old man, what is in this seal? Why do you need so much effort?"

While Nightmare was checking, Lu Chuan asked curiously.

"I don't know either, about this matter..."

Before the old man finished speaking, Lu Chuan rushed up and punched him in the eye socket, knocking him to the ground.

"Do you know?" Lu Chuan was riding on the old man, raising his fists and looking kind.

"I really don't know!" The old man almost cried out of pain.

Has this grandson ever received an education? Doesn’t he know how to write the words etiquette and righteousness?

Asking questions with fists, who the hell did you learn this from?