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Chapter 609 The Second Saint

Chapter 609 The Second Saint

The dark clouds have gone away, the stars are dotted, the moonlight is shining, the low mountain is very quiet, everything is as if nothing has happened.

Ye Fan came to the old tree step by step. This ancient pine was at least four thousand years old. The trunk was hollow, the needles were sparse, and it was almost dead.

At the root of the tree, there is a square of bluestone, only one meter sixty-seven meters long, which is exactly the same length as the old Taoist priest. It is very smooth and somewhat extraordinary.

"Occasionally, I come under the pine tree and sleep on the stone. There is no calendar day in the mountains, and I don't know the year when it is cold..."

Ye Fan was stunned, wondering if this old Taoist was still alive. The world had turned into a mulberry field several times. He sighed like this, how old have he lived?!

He strode towards the back of the small Taoist temple, came to the loess tomb, and turned his Yuantian Divine Sense to observe. At this moment, he shivered.

Under the loess, the tattered Taoist robes are still there, and the ancient wooden hairpin is still lying there. It has not moved even a bit and remains in its original position.

"How could this happen..." Ye Fan felt a little confused. He had clearly transformed into a Tao and no longer existed, but why did he see him again just now?

It must have been an illusion just now. Dark clouds emerged, the old Taoist priest appeared, and then disappeared inexplicably. It was very real, and those words seemed to still be echoing.

"It's not the residual imprint of spiritual consciousness, because I heard the real voice." Ye Fan returned to the temple and walked around the short mountain, feeling very puzzled.

The night was as dark as water, and everything was silent. Except for the crows of night birds, there were no special sounds. There was no smell of strangers, and there was no possibility of any fluctuations in divine power.

He was full of questions, but had no way to solve them. In the end, he could only continue to meditate. He believed that no matter what kind of strong person he was, he should have no ill intentions towards him.

Ye Fan lived in seclusion here, and more than half a month passed in a flash, sitting quietly in front of the Taoist temple every day, silently enlightening.

This is a pure land that returns to nature, far away from the hustle and bustle, but there is no aura around it. Everything is natural, like an elegant ink painting.

Occasionally during the day, woodcutter would sing loudly, and sometimes hunters would chase some wild beasts from the depths of the mountains, roaring into the mountains. Ye Fan felt ethereal in his heart, savoring all this.

Over the past few days, he has captured a strange Dao mark, the spirit contained in the low mountain. Before taking the dragon marrow, he already had a mysterious feeling, both physically and mentally.

"The land of Taoism is a sacred land in the world. If a certain major religion learns about it, it will definitely occupy it immediately and set up a huge formation to make it a forbidden area that outsiders cannot set foot on."

Another late night came, and dark clouds rolled in, almost reaching the top of the mountain. It was pitch black, and soon there was lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.

There was a curtain of rain between the sky and the earth. Ye Fan stood in the Taoist temple and watched the world in the rain. Occasionally, lightning flashed across the dark night sky, and in an instant he saw a bright rain world.

"boom!"

Lightning struck randomly, and in an instant, more than a hundred silver rays appeared in the sky and the earth, penetrating the sky and the earth, endless heavy rain poured down, and the mountains in the water suddenly became bright.

But then, it fell into boundless darkness again, the lightning disappeared, only the heavy rain poured down, and nothing else could be seen. In the terrible night, alone, there was an unusual atmosphere.

"boom!"

There was another burst of thunder, and hundreds of golden snakes were flying, making the vast sky and earth blazing, and the mountains in the distance were clearly visible.

"That's..."

Ye Fan stood in front of the window, and his color suddenly changed. He saw the old Taoist again, still wearing the tattered Taoist robes, with a wooden hairpin inserted in his bun.

At this time, he was sitting cross-legged in the night sky with heavy rain. He opened his mouth and took a breath, and all the thousands of electric lights entered his mouth and disappeared.

"boom!"

The heavy rain fell like a waterfall, water was everywhere in the sky and the earth, and the lightning became more intense. This time, thunder and lightning came to the world, and thousands of them fell together.

"So much lightning is comparable to a great disaster..." Ye Fan said to himself.

However, what surprised him was that the old Taoist still made the same move. He opened his mouth and took a breath, and thousands of lightning bolts disappeared instantly and rushed into his mouth.

"This is too... perverted!"

Ye Fan changed his color. He had experienced several catastrophes and was able to resist without fear. However, he had to pay a price. When his body was often injured, how could he suck it all out in one gulp like an old Taoist?

It was like a fantasy in a fantasy world. Not a single trace of thunder and lightning fell. He opened his mouth and sucked it all into his body. It didn't look like a heavenly disaster, but like he was sucking water.

"boom!"

Endless thunder light fell down, the sky and the earth were completely white, and various thunder catastrophes occurred. Earth, fire, wind, and water catastrophes came to the world, and there were also chaotic sky thunders.

And at the top, an ancient sky tower emerged, with some human-shaped lightning appearing and intertwining, striking randomly on the sky.

"Is it possible to swallow such a huge disaster?" Ye Fan didn't believe that the level of this disaster had reached an unimaginable situation.

He had seen the sky formed by lightning, with humanoid lightning moving around, but he had never experienced it before. He knew full well that there was endless terror, and that if struck, it would surely turn into ashes.

However, at this time, the old Taoist remained the same as before, letting the heavy rain pour down and lightning flooding the sky. He just opened his mouth and sucked in all the thunder light into his mouth.

"Is this... still a human?!"

Ye Fan had chills all over his body. When he was fighting against the tribulation, the endless lightning finally dissipated between heaven and earth, but the old man didn't let go of any of it and absorbed it all.

This is horrifying, cannot be calculated, and does not make any sense, especially the sky formed by lightning, and the human-shaped lightning, which is as terrifying as it is terrifying, but it is also swallowed up.

The old Taoist appeared out of thin air in front of Po Tao Temple, too fast to be understood. There was endless thunder in his mouth, which turned into a pill and slipped into his belly. His whole body was radiant, and then dimmed and ordinary.

Ye Fan was stunned. This old Taoist was really scary. Did he turn those thunder disasters into elixirs?

Between heaven and earth, lightning disappeared, leaving only heavy rain, rain curtains falling in the dark night sky, and the sound of water everywhere.

Ye Fan remained motionless and looked at the old Taoist quietly. He was afraid that if he made a sound, the person would disappear suddenly like last time.

"The sea has turned into dust for tens of thousands of autumns, the yellow hair of Taoism has been forever sad, a dream lasts for thousands of years, where can I travel on the rugged road to immortality..."

The old Taoist chanted softly, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, motionless, blending into the night rain of heaven and earth, without any luster, let alone divine power. The raindrops fell on his body, but did not wet his clothes.

This is definitely an expert. Ye Fan was shocked in his heart. He felt that he might have met a saint!

He originally thought that there was only one old madman in the world who had become a saint. He never thought that there was one in Zhongzhou. His words were incomprehensible and his realm was immeasurable.

"senior……"

He walked into the heavy rain and called softly, very piously and respectfully, but the old man did not move at all, his eyes closed as stone.

Ye Fan cautiously tried to sense it, and found that the thin old Taoist man was sitting on the bluestone, very close to him, but he could not sense his presence.

"No, it's not a spiritual imprint, but it doesn't have a physical mark either..." He was shocked, because at this moment Yuantian's divine eye opened, and it was a phantom.

Suddenly, the old man stood up and walked straight towards this side. He was startled, but did not make any move. If a saint wanted to take action, all the masters in the world, except the old madman, would not be able to stop him.

"brush"

The old Taoist walked straight towards the Taoist temple, touched him, spread out like air, rushed past, and then slowly disappeared.

"It's not a real person, he is still... dead." Ye Fan was in a daze.

Then, he carefully inspected the low mountain in the heavy rain and found a lot of magnetic rocks, which was an iron mine.

"Yes, I understand..."

He thought of the reports he had seen on the other side of the starry sky, including figures appearing in ancient tombs and ancient soldiers fighting in the Grand Canyon. Everything seemed real.

In fact, all these pictures are just reappearances of the past, such as magnetic rock masses in nature. These "past events" can be played back under certain conditions.

Ye Fan is extremely regretful that he missed an ancient saint. He came only two years late and failed to see this man's Taoism reaching an incredible level.

This method of refining heavenly calamities into elixirs is not even recorded in ancient books. You can imagine how tyrannical he was. That was a calamity that intertwined with the ancient heaven. It was unimaginably terrifying!

"A saint has passed away silently here. No one knows about it. Not even the five major regions know about it. Except for the old madman, there is another saint in Zhongzhou..."

Ye Fan sighed, maybe this is the real master. He has no so-called ambition to dominate the world. He has such unparalleled cultivation, but no one knows about it, and he is sitting in the mountains.

"This is the realm of a saint!"

In comparison, other monks are far behind. Such people have long looked down on the mortal world and have nothing to care about, only a heart to seek immortality.

After Ye Fan realized that it was a phantom, he paid more attention and stayed here for a long time. If he could see the various practices of the old Taoist, it would definitely be a great opportunity.

Time flies. Two months later, Ye Fan is meditating, silently enlightening, and refining dragon marrow. A breakthrough is imminent, and a natural disaster may be triggered in the near future.

However, during these few days, he could not calm down because he saw a few more pictures and received an astonishing piece of information.

When the old Taoist priest was talking to himself, he mentioned the Nine Secrets. He was born in an ancient family and knew one secret!

Of course, they are just a few words and are not enough to prove. Ye Fan connected them through various clues. They are the result of his speculation and may not be true.

But even so, there were still waves in his heart. The inheritance of the Nine Secrets was almost cut off, and there were only three or four kinds left in the world. Now he accidentally got clues about the First Secret in Zhongzhou, which was of great importance.

"Cai family, there is no such an ancient family in Zhongzhou..." Ye Fan said to himself. Before coming to Zhongzhou, he had carefully studied the situation of the major forces, and there was no Cai family.

"Is it a hidden family?"

"Or is it the Cai family, which was at its peak of prosperity thousands of years ago, but suddenly declined and died?"

In the past few days, there have been thunderclouds in the sky from time to time, and Ye Fan felt that he might take that step.

That night, when the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, he saw the old Taoist figure again, only five or six times before and after, so he paid special attention to it.

"It would be great if I could hear him recite a Taoist formula, or recite one of the Nine Secrets."

Ye Fan prayed, but knew that it was almost impossible. After the old Taoist passed away, he did not leave a word, which was enough to show that his mentality was too transcendent.

"There is nothing in this world that is not unforgettable. The gains and losses of people are not delayed. It is a good time to drink in the hall at home, and it has been eight thousand years since I turned around..."

This time, the old Taoist felt a little sad. Unlike before, he walked around the Taoist temple sadly for three weeks, then raised his eyes to the west, and finally came to the back of the Taoist temple.

"His tone...why is it like this? Why does it sound like he is about to die?"

Ye Fan was shocked. This old Taoist had lived at least eight thousand years and had been away from home for eight thousand years. This was simply scary!

He must be a saint, and there is no mistake. Otherwise, he would never have such longevity, and he would be the pinnacle among them.

The old Taoist found an open space behind the small Taoist temple, dug a pit, walked in calmly and naturally step by step, and buried himself.

This coincides with the original loess tomb and is the same place.

"Come without a trace and go without a trace. Going and coming are the same. Why ask more about the floating life? This floating life is just a dream..." These were the last words of the old Taoist, and he turned into a Tao and disappeared between heaven and earth.

.

"This... is the ancient saint!" Ye Fan could only sigh these few words.


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