The dark ancient mine was completely silent with no sound. Ye Fan stood for a long time and thought a lot. In the end, he did not change his mind and chose to move on.
He walked forward alone, taking his time, paying attention to everything around him, but there were no more carvings on the rock wall, and everything just now was finished.
After traveling for more than thirty miles, the soil on the ground suddenly became so soft that the soles of your feet could be completely submerged when you stepped on it, turning it into gray-white color.
At first, Ye Fan didn't pay attention, but after walking a few hundred feet, he felt that it was getting colder and colder. The yin energy here was extremely heavy, as if the north wind was blowing snow on him.
When he stepped on a hard object and made a cracking sound, Ye Fan suddenly understood what kind of place he had come to.
The gray-white color on the ground is not ordinary soil, but ashes. There are still dry bones that have not been completely melted inside. The yin energy is emitted from these ashes.
As a monk, he was not afraid, but he had to think about how many human bones it would take to accumulate these ashes.
He quickly thought of the peerless divine source in this dragon vein. When it was born, there were mountains of bones and rivers of blood. Could it be caused by that terrifying creature hundreds of thousands of years ago? All those who collected the source in the past rested here.
…
After walking far away, the gray-white ashes still have not reached the end, and a thick layer has accumulated in the ancient mine.
"Click"
After walking for several hundred meters, the ashes were finally gone, replaced by dead bones, densely packed and scattered everywhere. They had long since decayed. If you step on them lightly, they would turn to ashes. Under the power of time, nothing can last long.
When we arrived here, the ancient mine was already like an ice cellar, and the cold air scraped against people's skin like a knife.
"No wonder the magic bats live here. As recorded in ancient books, they like to live on the edge of dangerous places."
Ye Fan was on high alert. He didn't want to lose his life inexplicably in the ancient mine before he entered Zishan.
"Woooo..."
The dark wind was howling, and shadows were blurred. Among the piles of withered bones, hazy ghostly shadows appeared one after another, very faint.
"Is there really such a thing?" Ye Fan was surprised.
He raised the stone knife in his hand and walked forward unswervingly. This two-foot-long ancient knife seemed to have the power to ward off evil spirits, and the traces retreated one after another.
"Wow!"
Among the piles of dead bones ahead, there was the sound of iron ropes. Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he felt the cold evil aura.
He pressed against the mine wall and moved forward silently, his breath all over his body was covered by the stone clothes, and no trace of it leaked out.
Just over a hundred feet ahead, there was a deep, dark hole in the rock wall of the mine, and the sound of the swaying iron ropes came from inside.
The hole was very deep, and the biting coldness was frightening. It turned into a tangible substance and overflowed. When it touched the human skin, it felt like a needle prick.
Ye Fan hurriedly put down the cover on his stone helmet, covering his eyes and face.
Deep in the black hole, there was an inaudible roar, accompanied by the sound of the iron rope shaking, as if a vicious object was locked.
It can be clearly seen that there are many ghost figures among the piles of dead bones, which are shattered with the roaring sound, turned into Yin Qi, and swallowed into the black hole.
"What is this?!" Ye Fan frowned. He was definitely not a kind person, but probably a super evil thing.
You know, hundreds of thousands of years ago, many collectors and monks died here, bleeding and drifting away. After so many years, it is normal for evil spirits to be born.
"It doesn't matter what it is, as long as it doesn't block my progress." He made a secret assessment and felt that the vicious creature would not rush out, so he carefully walked around it and continued walking deeper into the mine.
"Perhaps, this stone garment really has some strange effects, and filthy things cannot get on it."
After walking a long distance, the dead bones finally disappeared. The ancient mine was very dry and there was nothing left.
Ye Fan estimated the distance and found that it was about thirty-five miles deep. I'm afraid it wouldn't be too far from Zishan.
After walking for another four or five miles, there was light coming from the front, swaying unsteadily and very soft.
This surprised Ye Fan. He had just walked through the pile of dead bones. He thought that he must have entered a dangerous place and it would become more and more dangerous.
However, just a few miles away, there was a strong spiritual energy blowing towards his face, making people feel peaceful.
"Just after walking out of the pile of corpses, the Pure Land actually appeared?"
The cry of cranes could be heard in front of him. This was not an illusion, because he had actually seen it.
After walking for several miles, a bright world emerged before our eyes. There was no longer darkness in the ancient mine, soft brilliance circulated, and there was peace and holiness.
"This is the breath of the source!"
Although it is bright, you can't see very far. The fog flows, blocking people's sight.
Ye Fan was in a daze. The mist was formed after the source was opened, and it was the strong life essence.
"Lingyuan essence is overflowing, there must be a lot of sources here..." Ye Fan searched, but found nothing.
The Origin Qi was stirring, the light was shining, and a crane spread its wings and passed by, as if it hadn't seen him, soaring in the ancient mine.
"This is..." Ye Fan was quite surprised.
"Ouch..." Then he saw another earth dragon, with a lizard body and dragon scale armor, crawling past not far away. Its huge body looked very heavy.
Then, a group of fiery red birds flew by, flapping their wings, causing the air to surge violently.
"How come there are creatures?"
He was wearing stone clothes, and these creatures did not feel his breath. He stood in a daze in the middle of the field.
According to Ye Fan's understanding, this is a dead place, and there can't be anything there, but at the moment it is a bit incomprehensible to him.
"Origin Qi...is formed by the formation of Origin Qi!" Ye Fan was suddenly shocked and said: "There is absolutely no way there is such a creature underground."
"There is a divine source here!" He thought of the legends he heard in the stone village. When some divine sources are leaked, they will transform into various inexplicable creatures, roaring around.
There was a sudden excitement in his heart. If he found the source of the gods, it would be a huge harvest! It would be a treasure that even the Holy Land would fight for, even if they were embarrassed.
Ye Fan held the stone knife and stood in front of him, searching for it in the dense spiritual energy.
"Click"
There was the sound of bones cracking under his feet, and he frowned. There were many bones in such a peaceful place.
"Hey, this is..." Ye Fan was shocked. These bones could not have been left over hundreds of thousands of years ago. They were very hard and shiny.
He squatted down in the mist, looked carefully, and saw more than a dozen skeletons one after another. Some bones were thousands of years old, while some bones seemed to be no more than a few hundred years old.
"It seems that over the years, people have mistakenly entered here from time to time..." Ye Fan felt awe-inspiring in his heart. These people all died here. This peaceful place is not as simple as it seems on the surface.
Cranes, earth dragons, flocks of fiery red birds, and other creatures were circling and running around.
In addition, Ye Fan discovered many huge deep pits, all of which were fossilized bones and some strange ancient creatures.
He felt that this place was very strange, so he slowly moved forward in the ancient mine. After walking for more than a mile, he finally came to the place with the strongest spiritual energy.
In addition, he felt a terrible murderous intention here, and his heart was throbbing.
Right in front, there are two bottomless holes. One has spiritual energy soaring into the sky, with origin energy constantly rolling upwards, while the other has evil energy soaring into the sky, which is more terrifying than the sharpest sword light, making people tremble.
The two were very close to each other, and there was silence around them.
"Yin Yang eyes!"
Ye Fan was really surprised. These two black holes were very similar to the yin and yang eyes in the Tai Chi diagram. If you draw a circle around them, it would be a natural Tai Chi diagram.
In fact, they are indeed operating like this. The hole that spits out the source energy is surrounded by fossilized bones, and the evil energy is strong. The hole that shoots out the evil energy is surrounded by sparkling light, and the source stones are everywhere.
Negative Yin and embrace Yang, negative Yang and embrace Yin, this is completely a natural Tai Chi diagram, not man-made, this is the power of nature.
"Contains the divine power of the great avenue!"
Ye Fan was shocked in his heart. No wonder Yuantian Master of the Zhang family repeatedly emphasized that the general trend of this place cannot be moved. It cannot be moved. You can know the work at a glance. You can know the whole leopard by looking at the pattern of a spot. You can know the cold winter by seeing the ice on an eaves.
Before entering Zishan, we saw such a landscape. We can imagine how terrifying this place is.
It is indeed a natural Tai Chi diagram, where the source energy and the evil spirit flow together, cutting across the front.
Ye Fan saw many dead bones in front of this natural Tai Chi diagram. He had to squat down to observe carefully. If the ancestor of the Zhang family died here, there would be no need for him to move on.
There are more than twenty dry bones in total. Judging from their bone quality, they have been around for thousands to tens of thousands of years, and they have all been pierced by the sword energy.
Ye Fan picked up a dead bone and threw it towards the natural Tai Chi diagram.
"Chi"
The source energy and evil energy circulated, forming thousands of sword rays, and the withered bone was instantly wiped out.
He used his divine power to try to break through the surrounding mine walls and find another way out, but the divine image had a spirit, and the sword energy crisscrossed it directly.
The supreme power formed by nature made Ye Fan's heart tremble. With such a divine plan blocking it, how could he get past it? It was simply invincible.
Ye Fan checked carefully and found that these bones on the ground should all be strong men, but no one could rush through them. They were all pierced and killed here.
There is a body with white bones and even dots of silver light. The bones are very special. At first glance, it looks like a super person, but it is still inevitable to die.
Ye Fan searched carefully and found many broken weapons. In front of a delicate skeleton, he found a jade pendant with the word "Yaochi" engraved on it.
This made his heart move, and he searched carefully, but unfortunately there were no other relics, let alone the Yaochi mental technique he needed.
"How to get over?" According to Ye Fan's understanding, the ancestor of the Zhang family thousands of years ago was not very advanced and could not move very far.
"He can reach places, and I should be able to reach them too. Did he shatter here, or did he go inside?"
Ye Fan wandered outside the Tai Chi diagram, sacrificed the cauldron of mother energy of all things, gritted his teeth, and prepared to test whether the cauldron could withstand such sword energy.
"Rumble"
Suddenly, he discovered an unusual phenomenon. Sometimes the Tai Chi diagram was completely covered with evil spirits, and sometimes it was completely covered with source energy.
Yin and yang do not always flow. Occasionally, lonely yin and lonely yang will appear, becoming unipolar, and this kind of sword energy is even more terrifying. The terrifying fluctuations make Ye Fan feel chills.
However, at this time, he discovered something unusual. Whenever there was a lonely sun, that is, when the Shenyuan Cave erupted alone, the stone clothes and stone knives on his body would glow.
"this……"
His heart suddenly moved, this was Shenyuan's boss, and there was a subtle relationship between the two.
"Perhaps, the peerless sword energy formed by the divine source will not shatter Shiyi." With this idea, Ye Fan immediately took action.
When Guyang was formed, Shenyuan transformed into a shocking sword energy, and he stretched out the stone knife.
In an instant, he felt a huge impact, like a surging river hitting a raft. The stone knife was not shattered, but it almost escaped his hands and was blown away.
Ye Fan was stunned and sighed repeatedly: "The relationship between all things is so wonderful. The peerless divine source forms sword energy, which can destroy everything, but it is indestructible, but it is harmless to the stone skin that wraps it."
Except for the inheritance of the Yuantian Master lineage, it is impossible for monks to know such a restraint relationship. The natural divine map that makes even the most powerful monks helpless can be cracked in this way.
"In this way, a thousand years ago, the ancestor of the Zhang family really walked in..." Ye Fan really hoped that the other party would not go too far, so that he could find it.
Life is the most important thing. This is his bottom line. If there is real danger, he can only give up. He can take advantage of opportunities, but he cannot risk his life.
In front of the Natural God Picture, there is a thick layer of bone powder. Over the endless years, no one knows how many monks have been shattered here.
As for the dozens of skeletons behind them, the fact that they can be preserved is enough to show how powerful they are. They must be unparalleled strong men. Even the sword energy in the Tai Chi diagram did not crush them.
"I remember that many of the skeletons in the Bronze Immortal Palace have a jade luster, and there is also one here..." Ye Fan looked back at the silver skeleton.
He couldn't calm down in his heart. He must be a peerless figure in the Eastern Wasteland, but he hated this place, which shocked his heart.
"Sometimes, just having strong power is not enough, and you need the right means."
Ye Fan waited for half a quarter of an hour until Guyang regenerated. He took off his stone clothes and tried it again, and was finally convinced that it could pass.
"Under this place, there is a peerless divine source. Unfortunately, it has formed a natural divine map and cannot be excavated even if you want to."
Half an hour later, Ye Fan adjusted to his best condition and prepared to cross the terrifying divine map.
"I wonder what kind of place is behind this divine map. It should be under the Purple Mountain, right?"
The moment Guyang rose, he turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed forward. The peerless sword energy was brilliant, shooting from the anode to the cathode, covering the entire divine map, with thousands of sword rays.
However, when encountering the stone clothes, the sword energy turned into water waves and did not penetrate. The stone skin of Shenyuan was indeed spiritual, emitting a soft holy light to protect Ye Fan safely.
"brush"
He passed through the light curtain like water waves and came to the other end, hitting the stone wall with a "bang".
The ancient mine has reached the end, and there is a purple stone wall blocking the way ahead.
"Purple Mountain!"
Ye Fan knew that he finally came to the underground of Zishan. After some inspection, he found nothing unusual. He directly took out the golden book, split the purple rock, and walked inside.
He was surprised to find that as he advanced, the passage opened behind him quickly closed, and the purple mountain seemed to be alive, and the broken parts quickly recovered.
Ye Fan felt bad, dug back, and quickly rushed out again.
"It's not as bad as imagined..."
In the end, along the way, Ye Fan left many marks of his spiritual consciousness as markers to dig up the purple mountain and continue moving forward.
"boom"
There was a final loud noise, and his vision became hazy. A majestic building appeared in front of him, with sapphire as the stairs and white jade as the portal.
He finally arrived at his destination and entered the interior of Zishan.
Ye Fan did not act rashly. He felt quietly at this place and did not notice any fluctuations in life, so he climbed up the stairs.
This is a cave dug out of the purple mountain. Climb up the sapphire stone steps and enter the white jade moon gate. It is very quiet, as cold as the Guanghan Palace.
"There are nine dragon veins in total, which means there should be nine entrances leading to the Purple Mountain."
"In addition, there must be living ancient creatures inside. The divine source recorded on the engravings in the ancient mine should be here."
Ye Fan drummed in his heart, that creature hundreds of thousands of years ago was so terrifying and powerful that only the emperor could kill it.
This palace is deserted and there is nothing left. They are all carved from ancient jade, and not a single word has been left behind.
Ye Fan took out the piece of imperial jade he got and hung it on his body as a jade pendant. He thought it would have no bad effect.
The palaces and pavilions are all carved from ancient jade, which can be called a jade palace. Ye Fan walked around here and found nothing unusual.
Finally, at the end of the building, he saw more than a dozen blood jade stone steps leading to a deep cave.
"This Qionglou Yuyu is just a portal. This is the passage into the depths of the Purple Mountain..."
Ye Fan stepped forward and not far away, he suddenly saw a line of words on the purple stone wall.
"God King Jiang Taixu accidentally entered the Magic Mountain and decided to find out what happened!"
Ye Fan was quite shocked. A God King of the Eastern Wasteland had actually been here before and walked in!
"His surname is Jiang, and he is probably from the Jiang family, an ancient family..."
These dozen or so characters are written with vigorous force and contain a Taoist realm, which makes people feel that the breath of gods is circulating, as if a divine king is standing in front of them.
"I'm afraid this is the Dacheng God King of the Eastern Wasteland!" Ye Fan was shocked in his heart and said to himself: "Otherwise, it would be impossible to force his way through the naturally formed divine map with absolute power."
Ye Fan touched these writings with his hands and felt that they were marks left at least four thousand years ago.
He took a few steps forward and saw another line of writing, engraved with: Loose Cultivator Li Mu Tan Mo Shan Liu.
Ye Fan was surprised. This line of stone inscriptions should be even older. Looking at the gray traces, it seemed that they had existed for at least tens of thousands of years.
"This is definitely a powerful casual cultivator!"
Five steps away, there is a line of delicate handwriting, like a lotus in the water, fresh and fresh, as if there is life.
"Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi, seeks Zhang Lin and stays before entering the Demon Mountain."
Ye Fan was very surprised, even the Yaochi Saint had entered here.
"Zhang Lin...isn't the first ancestor of the Zhang family named Zhang Lin?" Ye Fan was speechless. The Yuantian Master had a good relationship with Yaochi, and the saint was his confidante.
"Could it be that the Yaochi Saint from ten thousand years ago?" Ye Fan sighed in his heart. That Saint traveled all over the Northern Territory and eventually disappeared. Unexpectedly, she entered here.
"She has feelings for that Yuantian Master, it's a pity..." Ye Fan doesn't know the fate of the God King Jiang Taixu and the casual cultivator Gu Tianshu, but this saint must not have walked out, otherwise she would not have disappeared.
He said: "You set up a tomb for Zhang Lin, who set up a tombstone for you?"
After walking forty or fifty steps forward, Ye Fan saw more than thirty lines of inscriptions in succession. Some of the names were very old and had disappeared in the Eastern Wasteland for tens of thousands of years.
Among them, the oldest line of inscriptions is even engraved with a date. Calculating carefully, it is more than 70,000 years ago.
In the end, Ye Fan saw a line of handwriting that was not deeply engraved. It was obvious that his skills were insufficient and he could not compare with others.
"This kind of mark cannot be too far away from now..." Ye Fan glanced at it, and it was clearly written on it: Zhang Jiye stayed before Yuan Tianshi Zhang Lin entered the Emperor Mountain.
Only he calls this mountain the Imperial Mountain, and the others call it the Magic Mountain.
"Yes, it's him!"
Ye Fan can be sure that he is the ancestor of Mr. Zhang Wu. This trace dates back almost a thousand years.
"His cultivation is really not deep. I hope he won't go too far. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to retreat."
Seeing that the handwriting left by each of these thirty people all contained Taoist rhymes, Ye Fan knew that this place was more terrifying than he imagined. He had an intuition that none of these strong men could make it out alive, and they all perished inside.
"Over these endless years, a total of thirty-seven people have left inscriptions here..."
After careful comparison, Ye Fan believed that the man named Gu Tianshu from 70,000 years ago was the most powerful, followed by the God King Jiang Taixu from 4,000 years ago.
"It's been 70,000 years since the handwriting left by Gu Tianshu, and the Taoist rhyme is still permeating the air. I really don't know how terrifying he is, and he is more powerful than the God King."
However, he was not that shocked, because the old madman was such a character, and he had killed the God King of Dacheng alive. What the Maurya King said himself should not be false.
The third master among them is undoubtedly Yang Yi, the saint of Yaochi. Those handwritings seem to be alive, like swaying lotus flowers.
The weakest one is naturally Zhang Jiye, he is a source seeker. Others enter based on their strength, but he only entered based on his stone clothes.
"Zhang Jiye, Brother Zhang, you must not go too far. We both came here opportunistically. Let me find you quickly."
Ye Fan murmured in his heart that many strong men called this place the Magic Mountain and never returned. He didn't think he could be stronger than them.
"The only thing that reassures me is that Brother Zhang's cultivation is really not that good. I just need to be better than him."
The purple cave has a complex topography and looks like a natural stone cave or an ancient mine left over from the source of mining.
Inside the purple mountain, there are misty purple flowers flowing, which are not so dim and give people a hazy feeling.
Ye Fan stepped forward one step at a time, passing by several abandoned mines, and walked forward. For some reason, he felt more and more palpitated.
Deep in the Purple Mountain, there seemed to be a terrifying demonic force calling him, which made him irresistible and couldn't help but walk in one direction.
"How could this happen!" Ye Fan bit his lips to wake himself up, while at the same time using the mysterious method recorded in the Taoist Scriptures.
"What is there in this purple mountain?" At this moment, Ye Fan's ancient holy body showed its extraordinaryness. The green lotus inside the body shook, and the three leaves were like three living things, filled with mysterious brilliance, shrouding Ye Fan.
At the same time, the stone clothing also had a little radiance flowing, showing its spirituality, and the demonic summons suddenly weakened.
"It's over. Brother Zhang from thousands of years ago must have been summoned. I think finding the "Book of Origin" will be even harder than climbing to the sky."
Ye Fan had a bad premonition and felt strong uneasiness in his heart.
"Did that kind of demonic power come from creatures from ancient times?"
There were countless caves in the purple cave, which were very irregular. Ye Fan almost got lost. He gritted his teeth and continued to move forward for some distance.
He pinned his hopes on Zhang Jiye's weak strength and his inability to go far.
At this moment, the green lotus plant in Ye Fan's sea of suffering, for some unknown reason, automatically emerged and accompanied him, shrouding him in mist.
"It seems that I entered a place of great danger and evil, and my constitution was stimulated, resulting in such a reaction."
Soon after, Ye Fan discovered seven white bones in succession, all of which shone with the luster of jade. At first glance, they were left by a peerless powerful man.
Without exception, the cause of their death was the same. There were clear finger holes in their skulls. They were killed with one blow and their consciousness was shattered.
"This is..." Ye Fan turned around and left.
Over the endless years, a total of thirty-seven people have come in successively, and seven people have died since they got here. This is only on the periphery. It is really too dangerous.
He came here to fight for his chances, not his life.
"Zhang Jiye's cultivation level is low. Why haven't we seen his bones? The white bones with jade luster cannot be him."
Suddenly, the magical summoning power became stronger again, and Ye Fan ran back quickly.
"No need to run away, you are safe for the time being..." A sudden voice sounded in Ye Fan's ears, shocking him.
"Who are you?"
That voice came from another direction, not the demonic power deep in the Purple Mountain. It was very weak and seemed to die at any time.
"Speak, who are you?" Ye Fan asked.
"God King...Jiang Taixu." The weak voice was inaudible and incoherent at all.
However, these five words sounded like thunder in Ye Fan's ears.