Ye Fan stayed here for half a month, studying the magic circle carefully, and then carefully added to it, rearranging the place to make it more difficult for outsiders to break into.
The most important thing is that he left the mark of the Emperor of Heaven!
This formation is given real life. If he were to come here in person, as long as he did not die, unless he could be defeated, he would not be able to break the formation at all.
Pang Bo looked at the Immortal Pond and was fascinated for a while. It was like a broken placenta. Did an immortal weapon really grow here? It made him want to lie down and try it.
"The nature of this heaven and earth is really magical and wonderful. The ancestral land of the Immortal Mountain can actually give birth to an immortal weapon."
Ye Fan shook his head when he heard this and said: "I don't think so. Those days are too ancient. Who can say for sure. Maybe the fairy bell has been around for a long time. It was sacrificed and refined, but it was just buried in Kunlun. The so-called Emperor Zun asked the Immortal Mountain to give birth to the treasure weapon for the second time, maybe he just used it to refine the weapon."
"Hey." Longma was the most honest, and he bit off one of the medicinal kings in one bite. His mouth was filled with tears and he wolfed it down.
Ye Fan shook his head. This guy is just greedy. He has eaten several medicinal plants in the past and has already become so-called drug-resistant. It has almost no effect, and he still doesn't give up.
"It's really useless." Longma said coquettishly, and then howled: "I am so jealous of Yingcai, I haven't become emperor yet, how can you bear to accept me?!"
It has naturally become old, like the afternoon sun, which is no longer at its peak and will become dimmer in the years to come.
With a bang, Ye Fan tore open the void, letting this fairy land disappear, as if it had disappeared from the human world.
After wandering here for several days, Ye Fan studied the magic circle and understood the great path. After understanding enough, he got up and left.
Suddenly, a small white tiger rushed out. It was only more than a foot long. It was fragrant and filled with fragrance. It was full of auras and auras. It was extremely mysterious and amazing.
"It's the elixir!" Pang Bo was surprised.
Ye Fan has already discovered it these days. In fact, he found traces of it when he first came here, but he didn't see it clearly at that time.
In the past, this elixir of immortality ran away like a frightened little rabbit, refusing to come over. Now it seems to have risked its life and showed up on its own initiative, sending a faint mental wave, asking Ye Fan to take it with him.
Ye Fan sighed for a while, he had reached this step, and there was an elixir actively following him.
In ancient times, almost every great emperor kept a plant of elixir that would accompany him throughout his life. It was said that the medicine contained shocking secrets.
"Then come with me."
There are countless elixirs of immortality in the world, and each one is unique.
This is the famous White Tiger Magic Medicine. It looks like a small white tiger, with leaves and roots. It is as white as jade, with brilliant rays of light and steaming fairy energy.
It had already risen from the ground, flew over, and then submerged into Ye Fan's cauldron. I hope the emperor can protect it and don't have to worry about outsiders trying to figure it out.
When Ye Fan left the Immortal Pond, a divine light flashed in the surrounding area, and a Lao Shou Wu appeared, with the same aura of aura. He had seen it before, and it was a semi-miracle plant.
At that time, Lao Shouwu once told Ye Fan that the ruthless emperor came and wanted to accompany him with the elixir, but he was rejected. He also told him that Rong Chengshi came and later the ginseng fruit tree left with him.
"Can the emperor take me with you?" Old Polygonum multiflorum seemed to be very excited. He never thought that the young man he met back then would now become the emperor! It only had weak fluctuations in spiritual consciousness, just like the elixir, and could not practice cultivation.
"You don't need to do this. Just live in seclusion at the center of the Immortal Land. No one will hurt you." Ye Fan thought for a while and said this, tearing open the void and sending Lao Shouwu into the central treasure land of the Immortal Land.
He thought a lot. There is no immortal inheritance in the world. If one day, the heaven will also decline, then this may be a pure land worth retreating to.
He knew that there was another demigod medicine in Changbai Mountain - Zushen, but he ignored it and left.
The matter in his hometown was over, Ye Fan cut off his ties with the world and left for heaven, never looking back again.
His most precious memory was left here, which will never be forgotten or erased. However, in the endless years to come, he will only occasionally look at it from the other side of the starry sky.
Six thousand five hundred years old, he was in the prime of his life and still on the rise, but the people around him were starting to age.
Ye Fan decided to go all the way, along the path of the pilgrimage, and see his old friends from various places in the past, because this might be the last time he would see them.
Beidou, Southern Territory, and Lingxu Cave are still there, but they have a new location, right next to the original ruins.
Back then, after the dark turmoil, Beidou fell into pieces, and many mountains and landscapes were completely changed.
The new location is still not big, and Lingxu Dongtian is still a small sect, but it is the greatest luck that the inheritance has not been extinguished. Ye Fan and Pang Bo's cultivation journey started here.
"Master, I see you are here again." Pang Bo walked into the ruins with a sore nose.
There are many tombs on the ruins. Although they are a bit old, it can be seen that they are not deserted. People often come here to take care of them.
There was an ancient tomb with the words Wu Qingfeng engraved on it. Pang Bo shed tears. That was his real master and the person who led Ye Fan on the path of spiritual practice.
The old man has passed away for more than 6,000 years, but he is still unforgettable. Although he is dead, he has gained great fame in Beidou.
Because he once taught a great demon, Pang Bo, who could be regarded as the guide of the Emperor of Heaven. Therefore, although the Lingxu Cave is small, it has spread throughout the world.
The Lingxu Cave was able to be reestablished after the dark turmoil, entirely because of Weiwei, the Lord of Fluctuating Light, because she also came from this small sect back then. This is another reason why this small inheritance is legendary.
There has never been a great master in Lingxu Cave, but the people who walked out from here were extremely amazed. Two quasi-emperors and one heavenly emperor shocked the world.
Ye Fan and Pang Bo did not enter the Lingxu Cave, because they no longer knew anyone, and generations of people had been dead for many years.
Ye Fan came to the Holy Land of Shaking Light, and Weiwei was startled as soon as he entered. Now she has joined the ranks of the most powerful people in the world.
"Emperor Ye Tian, Brother Pang." Weiwei personally greeted him, which naturally shocked many people in the sect. How many people in this world could inspire their ancestor to do this? When they learned that the Emperor of Heaven was coming, they all trembled.
Today's Yaoguang Holy Land, with its sacred mountains one after another, auspicious and auspicious, and the clouds steaming and glowing, is like a fairy treasure land, exceptionally prosperous.
Weiwei has a pair of fairy eyes, and it is said that she can see through the fairy road. After they sat down, they naturally talked about this issue. She was not hiding it, and said: "It's a pity that the road to immortality will open again in a million years, otherwise I can
These eyes help Brother Ye."
"There is a public case that I want to ask the Holy Master for advice." Ye Fan said, mentioning an old incident.
Weiwei nodded and tore the void apart, revealing a prison in which an old man with disheveled hair was imprisoned. He was a great sage.
"He received part of the inheritance from the ruthless emperor, taught Yaoguang, and also taught Hua Yunfei, and lives in the Holy Land of our lineage."
Weiwei said and pointed out his identity. He was not so strong in the past, but he slowly broke through after the great changes in the world. And there was more than one of them, but all the old antiques had died long ago, and now he was the only one left.
Own.
"It was he who lent the fluctuating dragon-patterned black gold cauldron to the King of Dark Night and attempted to kill King Jiang Shen in the Northern Divine City." Weiwei revealed this public case.
She is a strange woman with superb skills and unparalleled talents. She single-handedly plows through holes and smooths out the undercurrents in the fluctuating light, taking charge of everything.
When they were far away from Yaoguang Holy Land, Pang Bo said: "I think she has also learned from the methods of the ruthless emperor, right?"
"It doesn't matter if you have it or not." Ye Fan said.
He walked into Taixuan Gate, which had been rebuilt. The previous gate had been destroyed long ago. They went straight to Xinzhuo Peak, and to their surprise, they met old man Li Ruoyu.
Li Ruoyu traveled abroad all year round and rarely came back. After we left him that year, Ye Fan never saw him again. This was an unexpected surprise.
"I've met senior." Even though he is the Emperor of Heaven, Ye Fan is very respectful to him because he received a lot of favors back then.
Li Ruoyu is only a few hundred years older than him, so he still has a lot of longevity. Their lineage pays attention to accumulation and builds a very solid foundation. Now Li Ruoyu is in the quasi-emperor realm. Although he has not yet reached the top, he has
No one dares to look down upon him. People know that he will reach the top sooner or later.
"Ding dong"
In the distance, on a mountain peak, the sound of the piano tinkled, hundreds of birds looked towards the phoenix, and white petals were flying. There was a man there, with hair as white as snow, who was otherworldly and otherworldly, playing a fairy tune.
"Hua Yunfei!" Pang Bo's eyebrows jumped.
Ye Fan shook his head. That was Hua Yunfei's younger brother. Although he had the same appearance, the same name, and the same hobbies, he was not the same person after all.
Perhaps, even God felt sorry for the man who was born, so another similar flower bloomed.
Many years later, he entered Taoism with the piano, and finally reached the realm of the Great Saint. Although his life was not brilliant, he was peaceful and very satisfied.
Ye Fan sighed, stood up, said goodbye to old man Li Ruoyu, and left.
The ruins of the Ji family are still there, and some tribesmen are here. Ye Fan accidentally met Ji Biyue. Most of their tribesmen did not come back after they moved away, and were on another ancient star.
In the Southern Territory, few people from those days can be seen anymore. The old madman, Crow Taoist, Peacock King, Nangong Zheng, etc. have passed away long ago...all buried in the years.
Finally, Ye Fan passed by Xiaoyaomen and met Li Youyou, the young master who was second only to Hua Yunfei back then. However, she was old and her time was running out.
At such a reunion, Li Youyou could only sigh softly. How could she have imagined that Ye Fan would become the Emperor of Heaven? Back then, she, Ji Biyue, and others had hunted down Ye Fan, aiming to kill him.
She knew that as the Emperor of Heaven, Ye Fan would not care about those things anymore, but it still made her feel disappointed.
"An era is going to be silent. Are you here to see us off?" She sighed quietly, and what else could she say.
Ye Fan passed by the Central Territory and met Feng Huang, the leader of the Wind Clan. When he saw her from a distance, she had white hair as white as snow. When they met again, they could only nod to greet each other. They knew that this should be the last time they met in this life. The beauty was beautiful.
, the years are ruthless.
The Wind Clan is still strong, and under the leadership of Feng Huang, it has been quite glorious over the years, but when everyone in the Clan saw Ye Fan, they were in awe.
When he turned around, Ye Fan was already standing on the land of the Northern Territory.
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