Chapter 1529 The sacrificial sound remains the same
"Guru of the Sadura Syntax Tree..." Shenwa stared, a little angry and a little scared, her black jewel-like pupils filled with nervousness as she looked at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan looked solemn and his eyes were bright, staring at his Immortal Platform, ready to explore his sea of consciousness. The child's forehead was shining brightly, white and translucent, as if carved from a piece of jade.
The Divine Child became even more uneasy. She grabbed her hands and feet, trying to break free from the fairy source and escape. However, the fairy source was not a permanent thing, and it was difficult to break open. Moreover, it was immobilized by Ye Fan, so it was difficult for there to be any cracks.
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With a buzzing sound, Ye Fan's forehead bone blazed with brilliance, shooting out a beam of main consciousness, like a beam of light from a comet passing across the sky, shining into the fairy source and sinking into the child's fairy platform.
We must find out clearly. The origin of this child is too weird and disturbing!
The boundless sea of consciousness is like a vast ocean, vast, dazzling, and very peaceful. And in the middle of the sea, there is a high platform towering into the sky, radiant, majestic and astonishing.
This is the Immortal Platform of the Divine Baby. It is bright and blazing, as if it were polished by divine jade. When you come here, you feel like you have landed in an immortal realm. It is full of sacred aura, which is surprising.
This is just a child, but there is such a majestic immortal platform, which is better than many strong men who have cultivated their whole lives, which is shocking.
Ye Fan's main consciousness landed on the Immortal Platform and entered the luminous source. With a loud bang, he entered a vast world that was exactly the same as the other side of the starry sky he had seen before.
This is the scene of the ancient wilderness of the earth, with majestic mountains, vast terrain, boundless vastness, towering ancient trees, all kinds of wild beasts running around, and divine birds splitting the sky.
This is the child's memory and the initial place of his consciousness. It has the deepest impression, so it is the heaviest fragment of spiritual consciousness.
Then, endless crying sounds came from Ye Fan's ears, like thousands of people crying. It echoed through the sky, and the world was in turmoil.
And this was just the beginning. The crying became louder and louder, and the number of people increased rapidly. In the end, it seemed that all living beings on the vast land were crying. This was incredible and a bit difficult to understand.
Then, various strange sounds sounded, like the beating of a divine drum or like the wail of a death knell, which shook the nine heavens and ten earth.
On the other side of the starry sky, all the towering mountains on the earth were shaking together, as if they were about to collapse. All kinds of brilliant ancient symbols and patterns were emitting from the mountains, and the mountains and valleys were resonating.
Ye Fan walked forward and could only see various scenes of the ancient wilderness. He heard the cries of countless creatures, but could not see those figures.
Heavenly drums, death knells, the mournful sounds of all living beings... all of these are intertwined, mysterious and weird, making people hair-raising.
Finally, when he reached the deepest part, he heard various sacrificial sounds, as if the ancient Holy Emperor was being buried. Various signs and abnormalities always made people feel very unusual. His heart was depressed and heavy.
"What happened? How come this child has such a memory in his consciousness? Why can't he see any humanoid creatures? There are many wild beasts and divine birds lying on the ground."
Ye Fan walked through the past with endless questions, but in the end he did not see the origin of this child. The divine child seemed to have known it since he was born, and only remembered the original land. Then there was a blank space left with no one to teach him, and then there was
Some trivial matters in the stone workshop over the past hundred years.
He was sleeping most of the time, and there were gaps one after another in the sea of consciousness. As for their origins, they didn't exist. Even the child himself didn't know.
To be able to behave as he is now and to have such a vigilant mentality is a kind of innate sanity. He has never had anything else. I don't know who sealed him.
Ye Fan was surprised. This child's memory had either been partially erased, or something special had happened, causing flaws in his consciousness.
There is also a possibility that he lacks nothing, it is just like this, this is all he has, but he is too young and has no trace of the past.
"The sounds of sacrifice and burial are terrifying, and the vast mountains and rivers on the other side of the starry sky are always visible. This is the most suspicious aspect of his identity. It is difficult to draw conclusions."
Although Ye Fan had some shocking conjectures in his mind, he lacked evidence and it was difficult to confirm them.
He searched carefully in his sentai and found some scattered memories. Many of them were vague scenes from the primitive era of the earth, but there was a lack of humanoid creatures.
In the end, he saw the vast and boundless Tianque, but they were all fragments, like dilapidated and declined, fleeting and gone, just a few scenes.
"The death of an important figure, the decline of a grand divine dynasty..." Ye Fan said to himself, this is the most important clue in the sea of consciousness of the divine child.
He thought a lot, and stood silently in this place for a long time, his heart solemn. The origin of this child was too extraordinary, and it was really difficult to deal with it.
After Ye Fan watched carefully, he confirmed that this child was not a Holy Spirit. It was difficult to tell what race he was.
He has a human body, but he has the strength of a saint at such a young age. It is really shocking. It is not right to say that he is a human being.
It was not a real flesh and blood holy spirit, nor was it a vicious creature. This made Ye Fan let out a sigh of relief, but he also felt a little guilty towards this child.
Now that the stone skin has been cut, it is impossible to let him stay in the stone workshop. Ye Fan does not intend to break the immortal source, so it is better to keep him in a sealed state.
Although there is not much evidence, there are various signs that this child's background is likely to be unexpected, and many unpredictable things may happen in the future.
"Little fat man, stop struggling, I won't hurt you, just sleep peacefully." Ye Fan said, of course this time he was using his spiritual consciousness to convey his message.
"Leave it to Loli..." Shenba muttered, puffing out her cheeks.
It's really hard for Ye Fan to guess what language this is. He has already mastered the ancient divine script that is common to all races, but this child's language transcends this category and feels more ancient.
If you think about it carefully, it really makes your heart throb. Where does it come from? Is it a language from a more ancient era?
"Did it really come from the earth? Was there a time that was covered in dust and forgotten?" Ye Fan said to himself.
When he was still a mortal, he was very interested in ancient anecdotes and secrets. It was recorded in the Suwen chapter of "Huangdi Neijing": "People in ancient times were a hundred years old in spring and autumn, and their actions never faded."
It was a mysterious ancient history, shrouded in a layer of fog. The last time he returned to Earth, he had not unearthed any special secrets.
"Maybe I should go back." Ye Fan said to himself. He was unwilling to leave easily for fear of bringing the war there. None of the current enemies were good enemies, and even a quasi-emperor general appeared. He had to have
A lot of worries.
"Cutting out a child is comparable to a saint. It's so unbelievable. Whose descendant is this? It's simply unbelievable!"
"My God, could it be that this is an immortal fetus that was left behind in the human world and is now born? Otherwise, why would it be so powerful!"
People in the distance exclaimed. After many years, Ye Fan came to Shifang again, and it caused a sensation as before. A fresh life form appeared when he opened the stone. He was so young, but so powerful.
powerful!
The God Baby is plump and chubby. She is fair and fair, with a pair of big eyes that are particularly lively. She looked at Ye Fan and tried not to flinch. She looked a bit stubborn and cute.
Ye Fan thought for a long time, how to deal with him?
Some important figures from the Ji family gathered around, their faces full of shock. They handled the stone very casually and never thought of burying a little ancestor.
"This is a life form cut out from your Ji family. When I come to the gate of your clan soon, I will give it to you as a big gift." Ye Fan thought for a moment and said.
The child stared and muttered, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Who knows whether you are a disaster or an innocent person? Now that you are born, you are definitely a piece of Tang Monk meat. Everyone wants to take a bite. I will send you to the Ji clan, and you will be protected as you are, so you can sleep well.
Bar."
Ye Fan left with the little fat man in his mouth, and the city of God was boiling, causing a big sensation. This incident was very unusual, and it spread all over the place in an instant.
The performance of the child born from the stone was so miraculous that it shocked people. It caused an uproar in the Northern Territory, and then quickly swept to Zhongzhou, Nanling and other places. Even the saints outside the territory were shocked and a little unhappy.
I dare to believe that there could be such a heaven-defying divine child.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
When Ye Fan rushed towards Yaochi leisurely, someone behind him shouted loudly, but when he looked back, it was Huntuo, the great sage of the ancient tribe, chasing after him.
"What's the matter with you?" Ye Fan stopped, turned and looked behind.
Shuishen wiped his sweat and seemed to have risked his life to chase him down. After getting the news, he was the first to arrive and found Ye Fan.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm here to recognize you." Huntuo said with a serious look on his face.
"I'm not related to you, right? Do you think we look alike?" Ye Fan had a half-smile expression on his face.
"Fellow Taoist, I have misunderstood. I am going to recognize the child you cut out. It was the child my family lost more than a million years ago. I am here to recognize you today." Hun Tuo said with an anxious look.
Ye Fan was so angry that he said: "You really dare to say, this is your baby? Come and ask if he is willing to recognize you? And look carefully, is this fairyland far older than you?"
The years are still long ago.”
In the fairy source, the child was glaring with a pair of sparkling black eyes, expressing his luck, and muttered: "It's extra hot!"
"Look, you are calling me. This is my youngest son who was confused and left outside when I was young. Meeting me today really makes me feel so happy. I am so moved that I cry and feel so sad."
The red heart did not beat, and he said seriously.
"How can you have such a young son?!" Ye Fan sneered, not afraid of him snatching it away, and waved him over, hoping to use him to further confirm the child's identity.
The Great Sage Huntuo was a little hesitant. Although he was known as the god of decline, he was still afraid that Ye Fan, the god of death, would give him a blow. If the imperial weapon was thrown on him, it might be his own decline.
He stood in the distance, listening to the murmurings of the God Child dissatisfied with him.
It didn't take long for Huntuo's expression to change. The more he listened to the child's mumblings, the more solemn his expression became, and he said in a trembling voice: "How come this language still exists in the world? Impossible!"
In the end, he couldn't bear the torment in his heart, and after Ye Fan approved, he used his spiritual consciousness to observe the child's dazzling fairy platform.
When those sacrificial sounds sounded, the Great Sage Huntuo trembled violently, and then like a frightened old rabbit, he jumped thirty feet high and ran away in a flash, panicking like a bereaved dog. That look was definitely not artificial.
"Huntuo, isn't this your baby? Tell me why." Ye Fan hugged the child and chased after him.
"It's none of my business. My baby has already ascended to heaven. This is not my descendant. He is clearly an ancestor!" Huntuo ran like an old rabbit. When his peak strength came out, he was like wind and lightning, making Ye
It's a bit difficult to chase.
"Tell me your background, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Ye Fan approached and threatened from behind.
"I advise you to send your little ancestor away as soon as possible and don't mess with him. There was an ancient royal family in the ancient times that was wiped out because of this!" Great Sage Huntuo warned solemnly.
"Nonsense!" Ye Fan scolded.
The two of them fled and chased each other, and actually came directly to Yaochi, which was Ye Fan's original target. Without waiting for a report, the Great Sage Huntuo rushed to the mountain gate with a whoosh, and shouted in a broken gong voice: "Get ready quickly.
A big man has come to the West Emperor Pagoda to sacrifice two divine artifacts and send this child into the infinite universe, otherwise a disaster will be imminent." {PiaoTian Literature www.PiaoTian.com Thank you for your support, all book friends.