Chapter six hundred and ninety second immortal obsession
Chapter 692: The Immortal Obsession
On such an ancient star, there is nothing except five-color ancient trees, and it is difficult to see a living being.
At this time, he suddenly saw the five-color altar and a one-armed old man in green clothes. You can imagine the impact on Ye Fan.
The five-color altar is not very big, because the crystals in it are too small, and it is impossible to have thousands of kilograms of boulders like those in Yingzhuo Ancient Planet and the Ancient Forbidden Land.
It's hard to imagine how ancient a tree king is needed to produce such crystals. I'm afraid it would take a saint to cut it down, or even a quasi-great emperor to do it himself.
The old man in Tsing Yi has a slender figure and a slim appearance. He looks like a celestial being, without a trace of smoke and fire. He has the feeling of being born from ancient times.
Why is there such an old man here alone? How far has he reached to build such an altar!
You must know that the Black Emperor once said that only the Great Emperor can inscribe the pattern on the five-color altar. Others have no chance at all and cannot understand it.
How powerful is this person? Building an altar alone made him full of surprise. Could this be a great emperor?
This ridiculous idea came to his mind, making him feel very scary. The ancient emperors had always only been legendary and could not meet real people, so how could they meet him?
"It shouldn't be the Great Emperor, otherwise how could it be that he had a broken arm? People like that have already gone against the will of heaven. Not to mention the broken limbs, even if the body is broken into pieces and the consciousness is extinguished, it can still be repaired."
He secretly speculated that he did not approach, but just watched from a distance, for fear of alarming it.
The five-color altar is very small, no more than three meters long, but it consumes a lot of five-color crystals, most of which are no bigger than pigeon eggs. If they are piled up like this, how many tree kings will be chopped off.
"Such a small five-color altar may only be used to cross one person. Is he going to leave? Where will he go?"
In the dark and gloomy universe, it is really not easy to find a living ancient star. It is really not easy to see a person. Ye Fan can't calm down.
He was far away from the five-color altar and was still retreating because he didn't know the depth of the one-armed old man's cultivation and was afraid of being sensed by him.
However, even when he calmed down, the old man looked over, his eyes dull and his face expressionless.
Ye Fan stiffened and stopped, then hesitated slightly and strode over. He was already here anyway, and it would be difficult to escape based on the other party's cultivation level if he wanted to do something bad to him.
Even now, he is still wondering whether the other party is the Great Emperor, because the Black Emperor's words to him were too profound. Only the Ancient Emperor cannot build the five-color altar.
"When you return to your homeland, you cannot bury your bones in a foreign land..."
When he climbed up the giant mountain and came to the five-color altar, he heard such a sound, which kept echoing like a curse.
Ye Fan was surprised that the old man's mouth did not open again, but his voice kept ringing clearly here, as if it had been heard since ancient times.
"Senior..." Ye Fan called, but the other party didn't even look at him and kept correcting the altar.
"When you return to your homeland, you cannot bury your bones in a foreign land..."
This sentence goes on and on, like a mantra, echoing by the altar, as if it will never stop.
Gradually, Ye Fan realized that something was wrong. Not only the voice, but also the old man had something wrong. He didn't look like a real person.
"Gods read!"
Suddenly, he was horrified, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He felt a special energy, belonging to that kind of evil spirit.
Ye Fan stepped back, there was no mistake, this was the thought of a supreme god, the kind of fluctuation, the kind of divine power was very similar to the one he had seen in the Immortal Mansion before.
The former was transformed by the evil thoughts of the Immortal Emperor after his death. What kind of existence was this old man in green born after his death?
"How can there be gods on this ancient star?" Ye Fan felt cold from head to toe. Now that there are no Ji Dao Emperor soldiers to suppress the evil spirits, how to fight against them?
What is the mind of the gods? According to legend, it was transformed by the evil years after the death of the gods. It is so powerful that almost no one can resist it.
The legendary gods are already illusory enough, and they also have evil thoughts. This boundless weirdness is difficult to understand.
Ye Fan noticed that the broken arm had the aura of thunder and calamity on it. It was probably cut off by God's punishment and it was difficult to regenerate. It was attached with the power of mutual restraint.
"Who can bury me in my homeland?" In front of the five-color altar, the ancient voice continued, like an immortal obsession.
Ye Fan stopped, and the divine eye of Yuantian shot out a ray of light, and he saw a shadow instead of an entity standing in front of him. The old man in green clothes was very unreal.
"Hey, this is..."
This god's thought has transformed into a Tao, and now all that is left is just a ray of obsession, not a tangible and invincible spiritual body. This made him surprised and let out a sigh of relief.
"How many years have passed since then? Every god has died on this ancient star. After endless years, the mind of the gods will be born, but it will be exhausted and almost disappear."
Ye Fan was awe-inspiring, it was hard to imagine that a god came here many years ago, and maybe a divine corpse could be dug up on the ancient bone burial star!
This obsession is not very threatening, even the evil thoughts have been eliminated, leaving only a kind of persistence. I am still playing with the altar, revising it repeatedly, but there is not much change.
"This altar has long been formed. It's just that the gods can no longer remember themselves. They have transformed into heaven and earth. Without the main mind, they are not even ghosts now. They are just mechanically repeating everything in the past."
After standing here for a long time, Ye Fan finally understood all this, and he got an amazing secret from various ancient sounds. This god came from the Ziwei Ancient Star Territory.
He never forgets that he wants to return to his homeland, to the legendary Ziwei Star Territory.
"In ancient Chinese myths and legends, Ziweixing is the emperor star, known as the Lord of Dou Shu..." Ye Fan pondered.
It is recorded in Taoist classics that the Lord of Ziwei controls the latitude and longitude of the sky and the earth, and leads the star gods of the three realms and the gods of mountains and rivers. He is the king of all phenomena. He can call the wind and rain, and control thunder and lightning, ghosts and gods.
Ye Fan stood for a long time, and finally found nothing else, and then moved quickly on this ancient star, preparing to find the divine corpse.
This planet is not very big. It is much smaller than the world in the Beidou Star Territory. It is not even as big as an oasis in the Northern Territory.
It didn't take Ye Fan long to explore it all over, but unfortunately he never found the corpse of the god, only the remaining obsession of the god - the old man in green.
He spent a month on this small asteroid, almost turning over the entire land, but he still couldn't find the body.
"It may not be a god, it's probably an emperor's corpse, but it will definitely not decay and may have entered the universe..." Ye Fan sighed softly.
Perhaps, like the Great Emperor of the Void, he eventually buried himself in the boundless starry sky, and the divine thought was born in the middle. It entered this ancient star and wanted to return to his homeland of the Ziwei Star Territory.
Ye Fan returned to the dragon corpse and the copper coffin, and saw the claw mark that almost cracked the stone mountain. He felt carefully for a long time and was convinced that it was the work of the gods back then.
"Am I trapped on this asteroid?" he asked himself.
In the next six months, he went to fight the Ancient Tree King every day to find that kind of divine crystal. Of course, it was not to build a five-color altar, but to sharpen it and perform penance.
This ancient star is very special. It is naturally suitable for the growth of the Five Elements True Wood. It may be the last place in the universe where the Five Elements True Wood exists.
Because, in front of the five-color altar, the wisp of obsession has such a vague meaning. The ancient sound is difficult to understand. Although it is caused by the fluctuation of spiritual consciousness, it is not so easy to distinguish.
Every day, he would spend a certain amount of time watching the old man in Tsing Yi repair the five-color altar. It was just a repetitive work, with no improvement at all.
It's just the last bit of sustenance for a ghost that is about to disperse. He doesn't even know who he is or the arrival of Ye Fan.
Finally, Ye Fan made up his mind to take the risk of leaving this ancient star and go somewhere else!
Because this ancient star is so weird, it is naturally suitable for the growth of the Five Elements True Wood, and it uses all the power of the Great Dao for its own use. It is difficult for monks to realize the Dao here.
Finally, Ye Fan decided to abandon the nine dragon corpses and the copper coffin and cross it alone, because the Nine Dragon Coffin was really stranded and could not move at all.
With the help of the five-color altar built by the gods, he wanted to risk going to Ziwei Ancient Star. Since there was no way forward, he might as well give it a try.
The five-color altar is almost completed. Although it is small, it is feasible to a certain extent. If this divine thought had not transformed into a Tao, without the main divine thought, I am afraid that I would have crossed over long ago.
"activation……"
As long as it can be activated, it can activate everything on the altar, which means it can be crossed.
Ye Fan has been watching here for half a year, and has already discovered some secrets. He injected a ray of divine power into it, and the five-color altar suddenly shone brightly.
It was already in a semi-activated state, and all that was missing was a ray of inducement. He succeeded after only one attempt.
Ye Fan did not hesitate, climbed up, and stood in the center of the altar. A small Bagua Gate appeared, with runes flashing, and the door to the starry sky opened.
He has no idea about returning to Earth. The most important thing now is to enter a source of life. Ziwei Ancient Star Field is a very powerful choice.
Suddenly, the originally unconscious old man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes wide and shot out two bright rays of light, like two torches, reaching into the sky, and seemed to be temporarily awake.
The old man in green stretched out a big hand and scratched the earth in an instant until he reached the center of the ancient star and took out a sealed sarcophagus.
Ye Fan's eyes straightened. The thought of the gods came back to him, and he had a sense of self. He lifted the ancient coffin almost piously, stepped onto the altar, and stood with him.
"The corpse of a god!"
He didn't have to think about it until he realized that there must be a divine corpse in the sarcophagus. He searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it. But he didn't expect it to be in the center of the earth. But how could an ordinary person have the magic power to catch it!?
"He and I are going to Ziwei Ancient Star together?!" Ye Fan was furious. This was a god's thought, transformed by the god's evil thoughts, and was not a good thing.
"He is about to become a Taoist, and hope has dissipated in the middle." Ye Fan is convinced that if the old man in Tsing Yi disappears, the corpse will definitely fall into his hands!
There was a loud noise, and five-color divine light shot into the sky. Ye Fan, the old man in green, and the sarcophagus with the divine corpse were instantly submerged behind the Bagua Star Gate and disappeared.
"When you return to your homeland, you cannot bury your bones in a foreign land..." This is the only sentence echoing at the Starry Sky Gate.
Beidou Star Territory, Donghuang Ji Family.
It was another late night, the stars were bright, Ji Ziyue looked up at the stars, and sat there for most of the night, and finally sighed softly.
A few years passed by, and she didn't know whether the Kowloon Coffin had reached the other end of the starry sky. She just looked up every night, remembering the past, and it was difficult to smile.
Some important ancient royal families in the Northern Territory, Valley of the Spirits, and Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest were also looking up at the stars, and they were discussing a major matter.
"Are you sure they went to the Ziwei Ancient Star Territory?"
"You can open the altar left by an ancient emperor and try to summon it!"