Seeing that Yang Fan's face turned dark, Liu Xuan said quickly: "Master, in my opinion, no matter what the three ancestors want, all the master can do now is to accumulate strength."
"Don't use Qianlong!"
"..."
Yang Fan was silent, and he naturally heard the implication of Liu Xuan's words, that is, he was too weak, and there was no difference between knowing and not knowing.
Compared with the Taoist ancestor sitting on the river, he is still far behind! ??
"I see."
Yang Fan turned around and left the small building.
Returning to the West Factory, he sat in the factory supervisor's chair. His eyes were cold and his delicate face was covered with frost.
Even if he takes off the Imperial Martial Arts and is comparable to the Martial Arts Divine Realm, he is still powerless and unable to deal with higher-level calculations!
This feeling made him extremely depressed and wanted to vent it out!
"The way of the Heavenly Master...the way of Yingtian...the true way..."
"Wait a minute, Tianshi Dao!"
Yang Fan suddenly remembered something, that was the large vermilion coffin he had discovered in Qingyue Temple when he was investigating the Immortal Pill!
Even when he was killing Eunuch Ma, he was almost killed by the projection of the mysterious woman enshrined in his soul.
If you can't defeat the three Taoist ancestors sitting at the source of the long river of Taoism, how can you still not deal with the people below?
Judging from the current situation, that woman must have harvested the divine treasure, and she may even be in the divine realm, so she could almost kill him with just a trace of projection!
"In the past, we were not strong enough to trace it, but now it is different!"
Yang Fan sneered and walked directly out of the West Factory.
Qingyue View.
Since they stopped refining and selling magical elixirs and switched to other elixirs, the incense in this Taoist temple has become much less popular.
However, due to being robbed many times, Taoist Qingchen, whose Taoist heart was broken and re-established, successfully took advantage of the opportunity of the lifting of the ban on heaven and earth to leap to the realm of the Heavenly Master in one fell swoop.
"Su Hui is not blind, God
Soul reincarnation..."
Taoist Qingchen only felt that his life was full of hope.
The only regret is that the thief who ransacked his Taoist temple several times has never been found!
He couldn't be cut into pieces with a thousand swords, which really made it difficult for him to let go.
At this moment, he got up slowly as usual, and was about to make a pot of tea as usual and read Taoism while drinking tea, when suddenly there was a heavy knock on the door.
"Guanzhu, no good, something happened!"
"Every time something big happens, you need to be calm! Don't you understand this?"
Taoist Qingchen opened the door dissatisfied, scolded the visitor first, and then asked, "What happened to make such a loud noise!"
The middle-aged Taoist said bravely: "Master, the alchemy room has been stolen again..."
"Huh? Again?"
Taoist Qingchen stared, and an unpleasant feeling came to his mind.
"Not only the alchemy room, but also the main hall in the forbidden area behind it is gone... I saw with my own eyes that a pair of legs suddenly appeared under the vermilion hall, and those long legs swung away and ran away in three clicks.
No trace..."
"Master Guan, please go and have a look!"
As soon as the middle-aged Taoist finished speaking, Taoist Qingchen suddenly became anxious.
The vermilion hall...
That was what their lineage master had placed in the temple. How could it be suddenly snatched away?
If the higher-ups were to blame, how could he afford to take the blame?
"Damn bastard!"
Taoist Qingchen pushed the middle-aged Taoist away and staggered towards the depths of the Taoist temple. Sure enough, the main hall that looked like a vermilion coffin was gone.
All that was left was a huge deep hole in the ground!
Digging three feet into the ground, even the floor tiles are gone
!
"It must be the thief from last time!"
Taoist Qingchen gritted his teeth and looked at this familiar scene. He sat down on the ground with a plop and cursed loudly.
"I didn't break through and you came to rob me. If I did, you still come to rob me. Then wouldn't my breakthrough be in vain?"
At this moment, Yang Fan, who was carrying the coffin-like hall and rushed into the mountains, slammed the hall to the ground.
This hall is really solid. It rolled on the ground several times, and when it hit the hard rock on the ground, sparks shot out.
"The White Emperor's Heavenly Killing Sword!"
Yang Fan activated his magical power, and a broad-bladed giant sword appeared in his hand.
Swish.
The sword flashed and struck hard on the main hall, instantly leaving a deep sword mark on the hall. However, despite this, it did not cut open directly!
"What a hard coffin board!"
Yang Fan struck a dozen swords in a row and finally opened a crack.
As soon as the crack appeared, it immediately exuded a faint dreamlike aura, like the breath of a magical elixir, and at the same time, blood seeped out from the edge of the crack!
Blood surged, as if the coffin-like hall was like a living thing.
"Um?"
Yang Fan frowned, but did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he turned the "Emperor Martial", and a golden ring surrounded his body, with two layers, like a five-element millstone!
"I make my dream stay in the human world, in order to change the old appearance for thousands of years. The fairy mountain cannot change the color of the mortal world, but the wonderful desire is to reopen the paradise..."
At the same time, sounds like sighs and sobs came from the cracks, causing many longings and illusions to instantly appear in people's minds.
The surrounding environment also changed drastically in an instant.
One after another, enchanting women appeared around Yang Fan, trying their best to tease him. An aura of wonderful desire hung around him, making this place seem to be isolated from the surrounding world.
> "Pretend to be a ghost!"
Yang Fan had no expression on his face and suddenly swung his sword again.
The terrifying sword light tore through the air, emitting bursts of screams like the wails of ghosts and gods.
Even halfway, the sword light split into dozens of rays. After shattering the illusions of those enchanting women, it continued to slash towards the hall!
Buzz!
However, this time, the sword light did not fall on the main hall, but was caught by the jade hand that had been growing out of the crack.
The white and delicate palms are long and slender, and the five nails are all red, perfect.
If someone who is obsessed with this hobby sees it, they will definitely be excited.
After all, just one hand is so perfect that people can't help but look forward to this woman's true appearance!
"Zheng!"
The killing sword transformed by the magical power suddenly shook and was twisted towards the jade hand again. However, the jade hand was enveloped by countless sword lights, and there was no damage at all on the surface.
"not good!"
Yang Fan has always believed in the principle of fighting a lion against a rabbit and using all his strength, so he will not show any mercy.
This move was full of firepower from the Ninety-ninth Heavenly Heaven. Who would have expected that the White Emperor's Heavenly Killing Sword, one of the Five Ancient Emperors' magical powers, would not damage the opponent at all!
"After many years, I didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to open my coffin and disturb my dream..."
As he spoke, the jade hand pushed gently, and Yang Fan's "White Emperor's Killing Sword" was directly broken and returned to the golden ring on his body!
At this time, Yang Fan finally saw the true face of the woman in the coffin.
A hand pokes out of the coffin!
The back is empty!
In this coffin... there is only this severed hand that looks like white jade!
"Waiting for nothing!"
"However, one hand seems to be enough for some people..."