After dinner, chen fan shut himself in the secret room of Yongning palace.
The candlelight flickers unceasingly, will the entire chamber of secrets, reflect the meaning bright as day.
In the middle, there is a crystal coffin with a faint chill, which is the location of the sword core.
Chen fan is ready to spend the last night with Jianxin.
Up to now, chen fan has almost fulfilled all the expectations in his heart, except that he failed to revive the sword heart.
This time, he was not ready to go with the heart of the sword, because he did not know whether he could come back.
So this night is goodbye!
Lying on the crystal coffin, looking at the faint face, looking at the peaceful heart of the sword, chen fan did not say a word, just looked at it.
The past like smoke, bit by bit into the bottom of my heart.
Eye wave like water, reflecting the appearance of love.
"Xin'er, I have a daughter. It's her name
Chen Fan's face showed a touch of pride, but then it also darkened.
"It's a pity that I can't grow up with her. I can't see her babbling and stumbling, and I can't hear her first cry, Dad."
At the corner of his mouth, chen fan murmured with emotion: "in the past life and this life, when did I think that I could be a father one day."
"Perhaps this is the greatest gift from heaven to me."
At the thought of xiaoyixin's chubby face and the way she always likes to smile in her arms, chen fan's mouth can't help but smile.
He felt that he should do something for xiaoyixin.
Even if his father can't accompany xiaoyixin since childhood, he should at least let xiaoyixin know that he loves her.
Take out a bag of spirit stone from the storage bag. Chen Fan carves it carefully with aura.
In his mind, he constantly imitates the appearance of the little memory, year by year, from her first tooth, she began to learn to walk.
He began to practice and grew up.
Every year, chen fan prepares a small spirit stone statue for xiaoyixin.
Every year, xiaoyixin looks like Chen Fan's heart.
In retrospect, when Chen Fan was still in canglan Island, it was because he gave Xiao Qi a statue of medium grade spirit stone, and they were destined for this life.
Now the situation has changed, chen fan did not expect, everything seems to be a reincarnation in general.
He has begun to carve statues for his daughter between Xiao Qi and Xiao Qi.
It's just a technique that has not been practiced for many years. It seems to be a bit clumsy.
Several of them were broken for a moment, but they didn't reach Chen Fan's expectation.
But he didn't give up everything at all, so he locked himself in the secret room and carved with his heart bit by bit.
The candle, still swaying, occasionally broke out a weak sound.
Chen Fan's face flickered and his shadow swayed from side to side.
In the crystal coffin, the heart of the sword lies quietly without disturbing chen fan.
Everything, is so quiet and peaceful, seems to be able to forget the passage of time.
Chen Fan's attention, unprecedented concentration, it seems that the sculpture in front of him has surpassed anything in the world.
More important than practice.
Chen Fan did not notice that, at this moment, his elixir field was constantly boiling.
It's like boiling water in a pot, which means it's bursting out again.
All this has been ignored by him.
Things in the world seem to be so funny.
Chen fan has tried many times to break through to the holy land of half step, but has not succeeded.
He had expected that it would take at least another ten years or so.
But I didn't expect that an attentive sculpture would bring this time infinitely closer.
When Chen Fan finished carving eighteen palm sized spirit stone statues.
Small memories of a year to 18 years old appearance, all deeply imprinted in the mind after.
The sky is bright.
Chen Fan's cultivation, like a natural result, successfully broke through the holy land.