Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters Eucharistic beheading
Chapter 995: Holy Body Beheading
This is a low mountain with no wonders and only a few thatched huts. Ye Fan has lived on this unknown hill for most of the past three years.
In front of the hut, there is a green grape vine with bunches of green grapes hanging on it. Next to it is a medicine field, where some old medicines and spiritual plants are planted, and the fragrance is fragrant.
There is a pine forest in the distance, and the little pine tree is like a skinned monkey, burrowing in and out all day long, looking for pine cones, and having a lot of fun.
Zhang Qingyang practiced asceticism for three years and preached to the world. Ye Fan saw all this in his eyes and knew that he had sacrificed a lot. The changes in the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things were the most significant proof.
Now this cauldron is channeled, and pure thoughts are flowing into the cauldron at every moment. Silk threads, the fairy clouds are gorgeous, the holy light is transpiring, and it is extraordinary and close to the gods.
Heaven takes root in the world, flourishes and grows, and the power of faith is imprinted into the cauldron every day. This is a sacred transformation, forging an immortal instrument.
"click"
A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by heavy rain. Ye Fan stood motionless in front of the window, looking at the electric snake in the clouds.
Xiao Song peeled open a fire phoenix fruit, revealing the bright red and tender flesh inside. With his big eyes flashing, he handed it to Ye Fan and Zhang Qingyang in a flattering manner.
"Crack!"
Silver electric snakes flew and swam in the black clouds, tearing open the sky and shooting out a trembling breath. This kind of weather was very dangerous for ascetics.
"Qingyang, are you ready?" Ye Fan asked.
"Master, I'm ready." The little Taoist Heavenly Master responded. In the past few years, he has been preaching everywhere, but his cultivation has not fallen behind and he has been improving all the way. This has something to do with Ye Fan's special care.
"Then go into the lightning, relax your body and mind and accept the baptism. Don't worry or be afraid. I will keep you safe." Ye Fan whispered.
In the past few years, every time there was a thunderstorm, Ye Fan would selectively protect a few disciples and let them use the thunder to temper their bodies.
All major ancient religions have their own secret methods. Generally speaking, if a disciple of the ancient tradition can attract lightning once or twice, it will be good. If he can draw a few more, he will encounter great disaster.
This is not a real catastrophe. No one can trigger it in this era, but it can be used to refine the body through ancient methods. It can be regarded as overcoming the catastrophe, but it will be difficult to destroy both body and spirit at every turn. Most people do not dare to try. .
In the past three years, several named disciples have gone through *** times, and Zhang Qingyang has gone through eleven times, and now he will go through the twelfth time.
These people all have strange bones, and they are all the proud ones in Beidou. Unfortunately, they were born at the wrong time, and they cannot sense the catastrophe in this era of lawlessness, so Ye Fan lets them use lightning to refine their bodies every year.
For ordinary people, two times is the limit, but they lead thunder and light to overcome tribulations every year, and each time becomes more and more massive, almost comparable to a real heavenly tribulation.
Over the past few years, their Tao practice has progressed steadily, and every step they have taken has been very steady. The foundation of the Tao has been laid down extremely solid and extremely solid.
And in the process, Ye Fan discovered something special. Zhang Qingyang practiced asceticism and preached to the world, and by being with Ding, he also had a lot of faith in himself. He was able to fight against natural calamities much more calmly than others, so he overcame calamities more times. most.
"Master, I'm going up." Zhang Qingyang said to him.
He soared up into the sky, faced a bolt of lightning and entered the dense clouds, and began to overcome the catastrophe. Lightnings from all directions came together and struck him.
In an instant, the electric light was blazing, and the silver snakes were dancing wildly. It seemed like a war was going on in this place. He fought against it in the brilliance of the sky, attracting thunder and tempering his body.
"Sure enough, he is several times stronger than before." Ye Fan said to himself.
By inducing thunder light into the body for tempering, no matter whether you have made progress in practice, you will be several times stronger than the last time. God seems to have recorded it, so even the astonished monks do not dare to ascend to heaven every year.
"It is considered a disaster to trigger the thunder light to this point." Ye Fan nodded.
"boom"
Between the sky and the earth, the lightning became more violent and more intense. A silver sea of electricity descended, drowning Zhang Qingyang in it, tearing the world apart.
Ye Fan watched carefully and protected his disciples, but did not extend a hand to help him. He would never step forward unless the body and spirit were destroyed.
Xiaosong was blinking his big eyes and staring at the clouds. In the past few years, he had gone through several real disasters. From crying loudly at the beginning to being calm now, it can be considered a big improvement.
It is well aware of the terrifying, earth-shattering and boundless nature of the catastrophe, especially the thunder that falls in the Dharma-Ending Era, which is beyond imagination. Every time it thinks of it, it shrinks its head and covers its heart with its small paws, feeling terrified.
"Well, it worked again." Ye Fan stared at the thunder sea. The pure power of faith in Zhang Qingyang offset the huge lightning and transformed the lightning into the body without harming the body.
In the most dangerous moments, these holy lights can play an inexplicable role, which is so mysterious that it makes people fascinated and can't help but ponder.
Half an hour later, when the last nine levels of lightning fell, Zhang Qingyang's skin was torn and his bones were almost scorched, but he finally got through it with difficulty.
He descended and entered the hut, his expression extremely excited, because his physical body was stronger, his magic power was surging, and his soul was also getting stronger.
"Very good." Ye Fan nodded. He arranged some things before cutting off the path to overcome the tribulation, so as to avoid all chaos after his accident, and he was not in a hurry to reach the sky.
In the next few months, Ye Fan protected several disciples, allowing them to experience a baptism of heavenly tribulation and make great progress in their Taoism.
"You have to walk your own path. I can't draw a direction for you. You have to learn more about overcoming tribulations, enlightenment, and choices." Ye Fan touched Xiao Song's head.
He didn't want this little guy to be stuck in his thinking, let him break out, and not have everything arranged and guide the future direction like he did for the other disciples.
A month later, Ye Fan ascended to heaven and left alone, not letting anyone go with him.
Xiaosong was scared and chased him all the way down, wailing loudly, and wanted to give him the little stone Buddha to ward off the disaster, but Ye Fan refused.
Zhang Qingyang even shouted, asking Ye Fan to add all the power of faith to himself, saying that he could get twice the result with half the effort and be able to cut through the tribulation safely. Several other disciples also called out.
Ye Fan did not look back. He poured out all the power of faith in the cauldron, pouring it down like a vast waterfall, and temporarily stayed on the low mountain.
These pure mental powers must be of great use, but now he doesn't want to rely on them. Since the path he is taking has been decided and he will cut off the road, there is no need to rely on any external objects.
Except for the cauldron, which is the tool for enlightenment, he will not bring anything with him to overcome the tribulation. This is the choice from beginning to end and has not changed.
"The power of faith can be used by all living beings now, but I can't tell in the future..." This was a vague concern on his part, so he didn't use it.
Ye Fan ascended to the sky and came to the outside world, far away from the mountains and rivers, because he was afraid that once he went through the tribulation, a magnificent river and mountain would be destroyed and a continent would be sunk.
No one knows better than him how terrible his disaster will be, and how devastating it will be if it breaks out, especially this time is different from the past, and he himself has no bottom.
Standing alone in the cold and dark universe, I felt the deathly silence. The vast pressure of the earth was not far away, coming over me, as if there was a dormant ancient emperor of heaven.
"It's time, let's get through this." Ye Fan whispered.
He began to activate his Taoism, no longer suppressing his own strength, letting go of his body and mind, connecting with the universe and heaven and earth, and issuing a will that overcame the Tao.
"boom!"
There was originally nothing in the void universe, but at this moment, a vast ocean suddenly appeared, a sea of gods made of thunder!
In just an instant, Ye Fan was buried in it, accepting the torture and punishment of the Great Dao of All Heavens. Huge electric rays as thick as the river and sea struck him one after another.
This is a magnificent picture. If it were described and shown to the world, it would definitely shock the ages and make all ascetics tremble.
This kind of catastrophe is the only terrifying thing in ancient and modern times. Any ray of tribulation light is far better than a big catastrophe of others. The gathering of thousands of tribulation lights formed the first round of lightning that struck Ye Fan.
This is a kind of doomsday punishment, a great destruction that no one can bear. It is so vast that just a ray of lightning is enough to destroy a genius.
But Ye Fan was bathing, with his hair disheveled, fighting against this vast catastrophe alone. He was naked and strong, using thunder light as water to wash away his body and soul.
This was a great destruction. Even the void of the universe was split open, and terrifying black abyss appeared. Only the light source in the center remained unchanged. Ye Fan's bronze body shone with precious light, receiving lightning strikes and baptism.
Boundless and boundless, the catastrophes of thousands of years seemed to have been concentrated on him alone. Ancient and modern thunder and light merged into one, tempering his body.
Every inch of his skin was dazzling, and every pore was spitting out electric light. A golden figure stepped out from the center of his eyebrows, and when he opened his mouth to inhale, a stream of heavenly rivers appeared. The endless sea of thunder was sucked into his mouth, and the horror was boundless.
On this day, Ye Fan did not tell the people from the Chinese-Earth Taoist Sect and the Western Taoism that he was going to kill the Taoist people. No one knew about it, and he wanted to spend it quietly.
However, at this time, all the monks sensed that something must have happened outside the territory, because they were filled with fear and uneasiness, as if a catastrophe was approaching, the end was coming, like a sharp sword hanging over their heads, like a great mountain sinking in their hearts.
This is a world-destroying Qi that makes people of the same kind tremble. Anyone who practices Taoism will definitely be able to sense it. Everyone is trembling and looking out of the area in horror.
However, no one could see anything, it was too far away, and no one knew the situation, and could not deduce what happened.
Because this kind of calamity and punishment has only been seen in ancient times and modern times, it is impossible for them to have heard of it, and it is even more difficult to witness it.
"boom!"
The first level of thunder sea subsided, and inexplicable and weird lightning appeared in the void, including the Fuxi Dragon Monument, the Nuwa Taoist Stone... one after another was extremely mysterious.
This is even more terrifying. Some of the lightning is the same as the ancestral weapon. It is violent and boundless. When it falls, it can smash an ancient star!
This is the trace of the great road between heaven and earth, representing the ancient way of heaven. Every time it is struck down, it is shocking and can destroy a whole world.
If Ye Fan wants to reverse the existing path, escape from it, and override it, he will naturally have to withstand the impact and crushing of various holy paths from ancient times.
"boom"
In the void universe, blazing lightning destroyed the world. Between human-shaped lightning and ancestral artifacts, ancient stars were shattered in a trance, and historical scenes reappeared.
Ye Fan was attacked by endless lightning. He resisted alone, with his black hair disheveled, and his bronze body flashing with treasure. Even if his bones were broken or his tendons were broken, he could quickly repair them.
The golden little man stands in front of his eyebrows, looking down at the world. He is as unyielding as the flesh and accepts the baptism and tempering of the thunderous thunder.
The tripod is made of the mother energy of all things. It is forged again by the sea of thunder and tempered by lightning like an ancestral weapon. It never breaks and becomes stronger and more immortal.
Ye Fan was in the tribulation light of the sky, every inch of his body was flashing, bathed in endless thunder and lightning, tempering the immortal body, baptizing the golden spirit, and tempering the cauldron to prove the Tao.
Although he could withstand it at this time, he did not dare to relax at all, because the real disaster was behind him.
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