The sound spread far under the full moon, like a ripple in the water gradually moving away.
Ye Fan stopped where he was, looking at Ran Deng from a distance. After a while, he just shook his head.
"Master Ran Deng doesn't want to accept my cause and effect. I don't need to use this scripture to save the enemy."
After saying this, Ye Fan summoned the flame-eating hellhound, turned over and sat on it, and left immediately.
Obviously, with Ye Fan's vision, it's not that he can't understand Ran Deng's words, but sometimes, it doesn't matter whether he understands or not.
Everyone has their own choices, things they want to do, and their own persistence. After all, the advice of others is others. How to do it depends only on yourself.
The hill fell into silence after Ye Fan left. Under the full moon, Master Ran Deng stopped for a long time, and finally shook his head.
"Thousands of years have passed, and the catastrophe of the human race has finally reappeared."
"Those who respond to the calamity may also be the ones who inflict the calamity. They will die and hide from the world for hundreds of years, but they still cannot escape their fate. The result of this karma is really unavoidable..."
After saying this, Ran Deng sighed and moved his eyes to look at the ancient Buddha's mantle that Ye Fan had put down before. A slight flash of color flashed in his eyes, but soon, he clasped his hands together and walked toward the mountain silently, thinking something.
He walked straight away from the mantle. Under the moonlight, the figure walking up the mountain seemed to be staggering, like an old ascetic.
…
"I have collected both the upper and lower parts of the strange book to suppress evil and eliminate evil."
In the courtyard, Ye Fan took out the Book of Disasters given by Ran Deng. At this moment, his eyes flickered slightly, and there was a hint of joy that could not be concealed.
Suppress evil spirits and eliminate evil spirits. The two principles are unified into one, which can ward off evil spirits in the world.
"Now, I should be able to get rid of this curse mark." Ye Fan opened his mouth slightly and flipped through the Sutra of Combating Evils. He had practiced the Sutra of Suppressing Evils. He was not too unfamiliar with the second half of the practice and did not have much time.
He had already learned the incantations specifically used to ward off evil spirits. He just put down the scripture, looked at his palms, opened his mouth, and the obscure scriptures started to sound.
"My body is like the scorching sun."
A strong golden light lit up from Ye Fan's body, making him look quite divine, and the curse mark on his palm seemed to be burned, making a hissing sound.
The golden light obviously had obvious restraint on this mark. As the golden light continued, the burning of the mark became more and more fiery. After a short time, it seemed that the mark could no longer bear it. It suddenly collapsed and turned into a small cluster of black smoke.
Dispersed in the air.
At the moment of scattering, what seemed to be the roar of the soul-eating dragon sounded, and a shadow lit up and flashed past, and finally disappeared without a trace.
"Solved." Watching the mark on his hand dissipate, Ye Fan exhaled and the golden light on his body dissipated, restoring calm to the courtyard.
He has never been a trustworthy person. The person to whom Sun Yuming sacrificed the Soul-eating Dragon is definitely not a small character who is easy to deal with. Letting the other party control his whereabouts at any time is tantamount to letting a tiger sleep peacefully on his pillow. He is willing to exchange
, naturally I have already thought of a way to deal with it.
This is also the reason why he spent four precious magic weapons in exchange for this salvation scripture.
"The harvest is not bad." Holding the Book of Escape from Disasters, Ye Fan read it for a while, but he had no intention of continuing to study. He picked up the Jiuxian Gourd and took a sip, then turned his palms. After the light flashed, several beasts were guarded.
Appeared in front of me.
"Roar." The most intimate one is naturally the flame-devouring hellhound. As soon as it appeared and saw Ye Fan, it came close to him. With its huge body, it could only lie next to Ye Fan before it could lower its head and touch Ye Fan's cheek.
.
Of course, Ye Fan would not refuse the intimacy of the beast master. He rubbed the head of the fire-devouring hell dog, but his eyes were circling around the several beast masters present.
There are many capable people and strangers in Mingxin Sect. If he is suitable, he can find materials that can help him evolve his beasts again. However, as he goes up to the Excellent level, everything he wants is extremely precious, as long as it is suitable.
The blood and essence of the relics are already priceless, and what I have in my hands now may not be enough to exchange for items that can evolve several beasts.
You can only choose one of them first.
"The evolution route of the Death Condor Eagle is not very clear. If you want to try it, you may have to try the same thing. The Ice Soul is naturally extraordinary and is already the upper limit. There is no need to consider it." The most difficult Death Condor Eagle was eliminated first, Ye Fan's
The choices are actually limited to the Little Tengu and the Flame-Eating Cerberus.
"The evolution limitations of the Little Tengu, the best thing is to go in the direction of the Big Tengu. This is not too difficult." After just thinking for a moment, Ye Fan seemed to have the answer, and patted the Flame-Eating Cerberus on the head, "Little Huo,
You just completed the excellence-level evolution some time ago, and you still need some time to settle in. This time, let’s help the little tengu evolve first.”
"Roar." The fire-devouring hellhound responded, seeming to understand Ye Fan's words. It just arched Ye Fan and put its head under Ye Fan's arm.
It didn't seem to care who Ye Fan chose, it just wanted to be intimate with Ye Fan.
"You." Ye Fan was a little helpless. He stretched out his hand to rub the head of the Flame-eating Cerberus. He looked at the several beasts surrounding him, but his eyes were filled with rare tenderness. He had always been wary of people, but he was wary of the beasts.
Beasts are always defenseless.
For a beast master, the most precious thing may never be whether the beast master is strong or not. You protect each other, grow together, and go through a long time together.
There is no betrayal or complicated emotions, you only have each other. From the moment the contract is established, you are destined to fight side by side forever until one of you dies.
"This is far more sincere than human emotions."
Thinking of something, Ye Fan opened his mouth and patted several of his beasts. In his eyes, some pictures flickered and there was some cold light.
…
In the dark hall, a man in red is sitting on the throne. He clasped his hands and seemed to be taking a nap. In the front hall, there was a red carpet stretching out, and a very fragile-looking red dragon was toddling.
On both sides of the red carpet, there were many people in armor standing quietly. They didn't make any sound, they just looked at the red dragon on the carpet.
But the silence was quickly broken. At a certain moment, the little red dragon seemed to have been hurt. He suddenly screamed in pain, staggered and fell to the ground and began to twitch.
This suddenly made the people on both sides a little nervous, and the man on the throne also woke up at this time, looking at the twitching red dragon, his brows furrowed.
The twitching didn't last long, and soon, the red dragon whined and spit out a cloud of black mist.
The black mist spread in the air, but a picture was revealed. The content of the picture was none other than Ye Fan, who was covered in golden light.
"Has he obtained the Book of Disasters?" Looking at the scene, the man in red asked, but soon he shook his head.
"It turns out that God is him... This is quite interesting."
"Young Holy Master, is there anything we need to do?" Under the throne, a general stood up immediately. He was full of murderous intent and seemed to be a decisive general.
"Of course there is." The man known as the Young Saint replied, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes that made it difficult to tell what he was thinking. He paused for a few seconds before speaking, "Go and help me get a place for this year's college entrance examination.
"
"College entrance examination?" These words made the general seem stunned, "Why does the young saint want a place in the college entrance examination?"
"Naturally, I have seen that the killing master of Nanchuan has some skills." The man replied, stood up and stretched.
"This temple has not been exposed to light all year round, and I am a little tired of being idle."
"Young Holy Master, the Holy Master has said that you will not be allowed to go out..." Another general stood up, "There are still many strong people in the human race. The young Holy Master is going to university. If you are recognized, you will be in danger."
"At this time when the situation is changing, young Holy Master, please be more cautious."
"So what if you recognize me." The man just replied casually, looking at the general who was trying to dissuade him, "Moko, do you think now that I need someone else's advice?"
"Moko never meant this." After hearing this, Moko quickly replied and knelt down.
The man had no intention of continuing to ask, he just swept around the field and finally spoke calmly.
"If you don't have any other opinions, just go ahead and do it."
"Understood." The general responded, but after a pause, a general whispered, "But Young Master, how do we know which university Ye Fan will go to in the end? The admission process is absolutely confidential."
"I'll know." The man replied, waving his hands casually, and there seemed to be a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.
"Those who have gone to sea to catch fish will always have a fishy smell on their bodies even if they get ashore."