A faint spiritual imprint of the female saint came out, making Ye Fan tremble in his heart. What kind of feeling is this?
It is sad to pursue it with the sincerity of a female saint, but just to find the footprints, follow behind, and spend a lifetime looking up.
To be able to become a female saint, she must be a proud goddess of a generation, shrouded in a divine ring, attracting the attention of everyone, and arrogant in the world.
However, she abandoned everything and went on the road alone, facing the cold and dark universe, and kept pursuing.
Over the long years, a person's lonely road turns into a red and pink skeleton, sitting in a corner of the dead universe.
Living alone like this, no one knew her final thoughts.
There is no result, no hope, but it ends like this in the end.
On the majestic Taoist platform, the energy of chaos was misty, and the tall figure sitting cross-legged on the ground remained motionless, as if it had not moved at all in all eternity.
Ye Fan felt that the crescent moon pendant could calm the Wuji Killing Array, which in itself was enough to explain everything.
In the eyes of the world, Wu Shi is a majestic god, omnipotent, frightening all races, suppressing the seven forbidden areas of life, annihilating foreign gods, sweeping across the world, invincible in heaven and earth, and feared by all people in ancient and modern times.
However, no matter how great his ability is, it can shock the past and the present, but it is impossible to reverse time and change the fate of the female saint.
There must be an unknown past between them, otherwise the Crescent Moon Pendant would never be able to make the Wu Shi Formation peaceful. You must know that even the Black Emperor cannot set foot here, and he does not know Wu Shi's life and death.
"It's a pity that although the ancient emperor was invincible in heaven and earth, he was also the saddest person."
Everyone has their own story. The ancient emperor was unparalleled in strength, suppressed the heavens for eternity, and swept away the gods outside the region, but he also had such regrets.
"Greetings to the Great Emperor Wushi!" The old blind man bowed devoutly.
Duan De and Ye Fan were no exception. They performed the great ceremony seriously and worshiped Wu Shi sincerely. They followed the path of the great emperor and did not fear heaven, respect the earth, or believe in others, but they did not disrespect the previous sages.
Wu Shi has made great contributions to the human race and is worthy of their worship. This is the awe and respect they should have.
"Great Emperor..." When the old blind man looked up again, there was nothing in front of him.
"How could this happen?" They were horrified. The tall and majestic figure disappeared and was no longer on the platform, as if it had never appeared before.
"Is it him we just saw?" They were a little doubtful.
"Maybe it's a shadow left by the past."
After careful consideration, they thought that this must be the case, otherwise the ancient emperor was so powerful that a ray of imperial power could overwhelm the world.
If the real body were here, they would not be able to get close at all, and they would most likely break into pieces immediately, and both flesh and blood and soul would no longer exist.
Who has ever seen the real emperor's corpse? No one in the world can come close to it.
In the past, the shed skin of the Immortal Emperor had to be resisted by the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers, otherwise he would not be able to get close, let alone the true form of the Emperor.
The whole world is silent, this is the desolate second half of the emperor's life.
No one is seen alive, no body is seen dead, where is Wu Shi and where has he gone?
At this time, the three of them were filled with doubts and daydreams about what happened. The platform was actually empty and there was nothing.
There was silence on the platform, and there was chaos and mist. They walked forward step by step with complicated emotions, carefully observing every inch of the area.
The ancient Taoist platform is engraved with the mottled passages of time, describing the loneliness of the ancient emperor's life. A man sat cross-legged alone, with his back to all living beings. What was he looking at in the distance?
In the center of the Taoist platform, the majestic figure sitting cross-legged disappeared, but the figure with thick black hair like a waterfall could not disappear from their hearts.
"There's something on the ground!"
On the ground where he was sitting cross-legged, there was a broken feather coat, scattered there, and it has been there forever for who knows how many thousands of years.
"The feathered Taoist robe!"
"Isn't it possible that the Great Emperor Wushi has transformed into a Taoist?"
The three people's hearts trembled, and they felt a little sad. The most powerful human emperor could not stop the passage of time, and he did not even leave a body behind.
Beginningless, leaving nothing behind, he was so majestic during his lifetime, alone in the nine heavens and ten earths, but when he died, he was so low-key, passing away like a wisp of wind.
When he died, he did not shake the earth or shake the world. He just disappeared with the wind. Is this still the Great Emperor Wu Shi who made all the heavens and worlds breathless?
"He just passed away like this. It's not like the powerful Wu Shi. Even if he died, he would cause chaos in the world. How could he choose to transform himself into an emperor?" Duan De said to himself.
Suddenly, the old blind man's body trembled, and he showed an incredible look, saying: "This...could it be a feathered flying fairy?"
Duan De was shocked and said: "What, it's impossible, who can become an immortal since ancient times? All the legends in the past are unbelievable, and evidence can be found that they are false."
"Maybe Emperor Wushi really succeeded, forcibly broke the confinement of heaven and earth, and became an immortal." The old blind man's eyes were blazing.
It is recorded in ancient books that becoming a flying immortal is actually transforming into a Tao. It means that life is coming to an end, and it does not mean that one can truly become an immortal.
However, some people refuted it, saying that in that distant ancient time, there were ancient true immortals. For all eternity, there was only one flying immortal.
"I think it has transformed into a Tao. You can see there are still ashes here. They are clearly left behind by the Burning Emperor's body when the Great Emperor emerged." Duan De stared at the torn strands of clothing.
"As a Feathered Immortal, the real body can only carry one weapon into the Immortal Realm. The ashes will be destroyed as belongings of other great emperors." The old blind man retorted.
"This further proves that Emperor Wushi transformed into Taoism, because Wushi Bell is still there and has not been taken away by him," Duan De said.
"Perhaps there was a special reason why he didn't have time to take away the imperial soldiers and went to the Immortal Realm alone. Who in the past and present can open the passage? The opportunity is fleeting." The old blind man lacked confidence.
"Forget it, it's pointless to argue about this. Whether it's a Taoist form or a flying immortal, in short, it has become an immortal and is no longer in this world. A troubled world without a human emperor is coming, so we should consider these things." Ye interrupted them.
There was nothing else on the platform, and several people sighed. This was really beyond their expectations, and they were very disappointed.
In the end, Ye Fan placed the snow-white skull of the female saint among the broken feathers and buried it here.
"If we can't be together in life, let's live in the same hole after death." He sighed softly.
In the crevice of the cliff below the Taoist platform, an ancient medicine king blooms with colorful flowers, swaying out a dazzling light. The whole plant is translucent and the fragrance is fragrant.
"How can you come back empty-handed when you enter Baoshan? Every medicinal plant is a life, pick them all." Duan De said.
He was very open-minded and pulled Ye Fan to pick it. At this time, they did not dare to drop the crescent-shaped pendant, otherwise it would be difficult to move and it would turn into powder.
On the Taoist platform, there are densely dotted Taoist patterns. This is a perfect and beginningless killing formation. No one can enter unless the emperor comes in person.
Chaos waterfall poured down, falling from the platform, and patches of Dao patterns were looming, but it did not harm the three of them at all. They climbed all the way and picked eight ancient medicine kings in one breath.
Duan De and the old blind man were so excited that they were trembling. Each plant could prolong life for four hundred years. This was such an amazing treasure. Picking a few more plants would almost be worth the elixir of immortality.
In the end, their whole bodies were filled with the fragrance of medicine, and their flesh and blood were almost transparent against the backdrop of the king of ancient medicine. They breathed in the essence of ancient medicine, and the sweat and pores all over their bodies relaxed, and they felt like they were in heaven.
When climbing down the platform, they collected a total of thirteen ancient medicine kings. If this was spread, it would definitely shock the world.
Except for Zishan, there are probably not so many other barren mountains and wild ridges, and all the great wildernesses combined. Each one must be nourished by the milk of the earth for more than ten thousand years.
"It's so developed now that together it's almost as good as a plant of immortality!" Duan De was so excited that he almost twitched.
The old blind man couldn't calm down either. His eyes were fiery and almost crazy. He kept rubbing one ancient medicine plant after another, and his eyes were full of brilliant crystals.
When the three of them calmed down, Ye Fan shook his hands and threw the crescent-shaped pendant onto the platform, where it landed right in front of the snow-white crystal skull in the halo room.
The waterfall of chaos fell down, and the Taoist platform was submerged. No one could take a step forward, otherwise they would become ashes, even if the saint came.
"Wait a minute, do you think this Taoist platform is a big tomb with Wu Shi's corpse in it?" Duan De suddenly said before leaving.
"This..." Ye Fan and the old blind man were both shocked.
"Based on my many years of experience in tomb robbing, this is most likely an imperial tomb." Duan De was extremely sure.
Even if they were, they would not be able to enter. This platform was densely packed with patterns and lines everywhere. If they really tried to dismantle it, not to mention holding the pendant, or even if they disintegrated it according to the formation diagram, they would be obliterated.
Finally, they left here. Zishan was very big and there were many places that they had not visited, but Ye Fan was no longer interested. He just wanted to go to the Wushi Bell.
The three of them walked back, and when they passed the row of crystal coffins carved by the Immortal Emperor, they were all stunned. Then their whole bodies became cold and their hearts felt chilly.
All the crystal coffins have been opened and empty. There are some black footprints on the ground. This place is like Senluo Palace, cold and scary.
"Let's go!" Duan De shouted. No one was more familiar with the mausoleum than him, and his face turned pale when he saw this scene.
"Ouch..."
In all directions, there were shrill cries and howls, as if the door to hell had been opened, and black and withered figures were everywhere, rushing forward.
"Damn it, they are all subordinates of the Immortal Emperor. This time it is really suspenseful. Everyone is a god general from the mythical era of the past!"
Even though these people have long since died and have no magic power, their withered flesh bodies are still extremely likely to be torn into pieces even if such a group of people rush forward.
There is no other choice but to sacrifice the ancient sky-swallowing magic jar, even if it is in the holy shell where Ye Fan is the master, there are too many terrible ghosts.
"There is a living and terrifying creature controlling these dead corpses. He wants to rob the Medicine King."
The ancient sky-swallowing magic jar trembled, spitting out shards of black light, creating a passage. They ran forward quickly, not daring to stop.
The weapons of the Ruthless Emperor are indeed powerful and can definitely kill a large number of people, but they consume a lot of energy and may suck them dry. It is not suitable to fight to the death in this place.
The three of them ran away quickly, followed by a group of fierce ghosts with dragon heads or unicorn bodies. The entire Purple Mountain was rioting, and there were corpses everywhere.
"Damn it, the saint has to be hated when he comes. Why did that old Immortal Emperor leave such a bunch of bullshit subordinates?" Duan De cursed.
"boom"
Finally, they had no choice but to activate the sky-swallowing jar, which shook out a terrifying black light. The immortal emperor's subordinates were so powerful, but they could only collapse.
"No, there are too many, they are not concentrated together, and there is a living creature secretly taking the lead." The old blind man frowned.
However, in the end, they retreated to the back of the vastest hall in Zishan, where a stone scripture was laid out.
"You go, I want to stay." Ye Fan stuffed a piece of imperial jade into the stone trough.
"Why are you staying? You will definitely die here. Leave with us quickly." The old blind man said.
"There is no way, thousands of ancient races will be born, and without the power to deter them, an unprecedented dark crisis will surely come." Ye Fan said.
"what you up to?"
"Purple Mountain is my first stop. I want the Wu Shi Bell to ring for three consecutive months to shock the world and make them doubt Wu Shi's life and death." Ye Fan said.
"You're crazy. Not to mention ringing for three consecutive months, but even if you ring three times in a row, you will become fly ash. Even the Holy Shell cannot stop the Beginningless Bell Wave!"
"I have a way to block it, you go quickly." Ye Fan urged, pressing a piece of imperial jade into the groove, and a curtain of light immediately burst out, dividing the void.
"You dare to stay. If we don't do something, we really have no shame in going out." The old blind man said, determined to keep the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar.
Duan De was about to cry, but he didn't object. He said in a crying voice: "Damn it, don't lose it to me. I will dig your grave in three months and steal your treasure."
Moreover, the two of them only took away four of the thirteen Medicine King plants, and left all the remaining nine plants with Ye Fan for him to continue his life.
The Beginning Bell is about to ring, and an unprecedented storm is coming!