In the last chapter, the golden villain flew out with the cauldron in his arms. It should be the second time he appeared in Beidou. He had killed Zitiandu before and it has been corrected.
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Chapter 839 The Village of Heaven
"In this battle, so many people were killed, and so many people were killed, and they fought their way out alone, which greatly exceeded expectations." Qi Luodu showed a shocked look.
The old swordsman was sweating profusely, wetting his clothes, and asked himself that he had no hope of doing it. The world was dark, ghosts were crying, gods were howling, and a group of future kings suffered heavy losses.
Qi Luo was the first to chase after him, and then Huo Lin'er also moved, leaving a blue shadow behind, and then some figures rose up.
No one thought that Ye Fan was so bold that he did not leave the divine city at all. He coughed up a mouthful of golden blood and landed on the street, walking forward on foot.
Many people were stunned. What on earth did he want to do? With such great courage, he actually stopped in the divine city. Could he still want to fight without success and leave corpses everywhere?
Ye Fan was very calm, stepped on the Xingzi Jue and came to Tianxuan Stone Square. He opened the dilapidated door with a "squeak" and walked straight in.
The people who were chasing him were all stunned, and no one dared to approach. There was a saint sitting here, who dared to go in and act wild?
Ye Fan saluted the old man at the gate, then found a place and sat down cross-legged. The golden blood in his body evaporated, and he turned into a statue of a god, with a solemn appearance and motionless.
Although the Nirvana Sutra he received was only a concise summary, even if it was incomplete, it was enough for him to practice according to his constitution.
In Tianxuan Holy Land, the golden blood steamed like a big steamer, and the fighting spirit surged upwards. Ye Fan's body kept ringing, and all kinds of scars on his body were healing.
In just two and a half hours, he opened his eyes, gathered all his blood, and became like a living dragon again. The blood was washed away in the spring pool, and his whole body was shiny, strong and powerful.
Ye Fan put on a suit of battle clothes and walked to the concierge, saluted the old man guarding the gate, and said: "I have repeatedly disturbed my seniors in Qingxiu, so today I will give you a bottle of clear spring water. This is the best water for making tea."
This was a sacred spring taken from the ancient forbidden land. He was very familiar with it and sent it to the concierge without any surprise.
However, he had some worries in his heart. This old man might be one of the survivors from that time. Will he go crazy if he smells the scent of the ancient forbidden land?
"I haven't smelled this kind of smell for a long time." The aging saint's voice was erratic. He took out a broken jar and handed it to Ye Fan.
Enlightenment Tea!
Among them, there are actually more than a dozen pieces. This is a priceless divine tea, especially for those who are blessed with ginseng. This kind of tea is more precious than anything else.
Ye Fan hurriedly went to boil water. It was a small matter to have tea. It would be true if he could drink with this saint. He really wanted to invite this old man to come out and sit for him.
If the religion were to be founded and this old man was allowed to sit in the mountain gate, all the peerless defensive formations would be eliminated. One person would be enough. People who became saints in the post-barren ancient era have now become almost synonymous with invincibility.
The water from the divine spring was boiling. Ye Fan took a look at the broken tea can and did not dare to waste it. He only took out two leaves and put them into the pot. A fragrance suddenly filled the air.
I don’t know how many pairs of eyes were watching in the distance. They were all a little hairy when they saw this scene. Just a moment ago, Ye Fan was fighting bloody battles in all directions. The next moment, he ran here to find a saint to drink tea.
At this time, everyone in the divine city felt dizzy. Even the ancient tribes felt chills running down their spines, were deeply frightened, and felt some inexplicable fear.
Qi Luo finally appeared, entered Tianxuan's old place, laughed dryly outside the gatehouse, and saluted the surviving saints of Tianxuan.
Ye Fan used this to test out that although this old bastard has not yet become a saint, he is probably not far away. Looking at his posture at this time, we can find some clues.
Qi Luo entered the room with a sanctimonious look that made Ye Fan's teeth itch. He wanted to cut him and kick him.
"Crying boy, what are you doing here?"
"Aren't you going to start a religion? I'll give you whatever you need." Qi Luo was straightforward.
"If I have anything to do with you, the whole world will probably kill each other. When the time comes, I don't know how many Ji Dao Emperor weapons will come to suppress the situation." Ye Fan shook his head.
"Heaven has long been destroyed. We don't want to restore it. We only need to break through the ancient palaces of hell and the human world. The rest is up to you." Qi Luo was straightforward.
At the same time, he was very quiet and bowed respectfully to Saint Tianxuan, then grabbed a cup of tea from Ye Fan and tasted it slowly.
The aroma of tea lingers in the air and spreads far away, leaving people with endless aftertaste.
"Using the sacred spring in the restricted area of life to brew enlightenment tea. The value of this pot of tea is too precious. This is what the ancient emperors often did."
Qi Luo was almost intoxicated, but he did not dare to lose his composure. He respected Tianxuan's saint and said some words that Ye Fan did not hear clearly.
The aroma of tea filled the air and floated onto the quiet ancient streets, making many peepers almost intoxicated and in a trance.
Ye Fan sat cross-legged in the concierge. This was not the first time he drank Enlightenment Tea, but this time it was the most different. His heart was empty, and he suddenly became quiet, comprehending the events of the previous battle, and fell into a wonderful state.
It wasn't until a long time later that he came back to his senses, poured down a second cup of tea and began to taste it. It felt like there were lines of gods intertwined in Sendai.
"I have seen the saint of the human race." A sweet voice sounded, and Huo Lin'er came and saluted respectfully outside the concierge.
The saint of Tianxuan nodded and said nothing.
Huo Lin'er gathered up her bright blue hair like sea water, walked in gracefully, and said: "In the past, my father would boil a pot of Enlightenment tea from the sacred spring every day, and silently look up at the stars. He would often stay up all night, smelling the familiar fragrance. The smell of tea made me couldn't help but walk in."
She explained to Tianxuan's sage that she would be more particular than Qi Luo in pardoning his presumptuous intrusion.
"What a luxury. I cook enlightenment tea every day from the sacred spring in the forbidden area of life. It turns out that the ancient emperor inherited this habit from the ancient emperor." Qi Luo was speechless.
"It's a pity that the old tea tree seems to be inseparable from the Immortal Mountain. My father wanted to plant it beside Huolin Cave, but it almost died and sent it back again," Huo Lin'er said.
Ye Fan almost spit out his tea, thinking that the old tea tree was so pitiful that the Immortal Emperor cut down its trunk to make coffin boards.
Moreover, the big black dog once said when he entered the Immortal Mountain more than ten years ago that Emperor Wu Shi also tortured it. The old tea tree was sick and almost withered, so it was planted into the Immortal Mountain again as a last resort.
"The ancient emperor has passed away, and the ancient emperor has also passed away. There has been a terrible long period of time, and nothing is gone. Only the Enlightenment Tea and other elixirs are still alive in the world." Tianxuan's saint said.
This shocked Ye Fan, yes, the world has changed, time has changed, and the only truly immortal living being in this world seems to be the elixir of immortality. Is this the reason why the ancient emperors would hold one? They are exploring.
"Can you let me have a drink?" Huo Lin'er's eyes were filled with mist, and he didn't know whether he was acting or expressing his true feelings, and said: "In the past, my father would cook for me to drink every day, but I was never too lazy to drink. Now I can only pass it through
Only with the fragrance of tea can I miss him."
"Please sit down, come, enjoy the tea slowly, and talk about the past of the ancient emperor as tea." Ye Fan poured her a cup of tea, wanting to hear what kind of existence the ancient holy emperor was.
"I'm afraid I have disappointed you. My father only had me and my youngest brother in his later years. My deceased brother was twelve thousand years older than me. We cannot feel the majesty and unattainability of our father like others. He is just a human being.
A loving father is no different from ordinary people."
Huo Lin'er smiled lightly, then quietly sipped tea without saying anything more, expecting that even if she had a secret, she would not tell it.
Ye Fan was in a daze. The age difference between brothers and sisters can be 12,000 years. How many couples can there be in ancient and modern times? How long do you need to live to have such children?
The sky was dark, and Huo Lin'er spoke again, wanting to exchange Kirin medicine with Ye Fan, but was still rejected, and she walked away gracefully.
Ye Fan and Qi Luo also said goodbye, left Tianxuan Shifang, disappeared into the night, and disappeared into the divine city. No one stopped them at this moment.
On this day, the Eastern Wasteland was shaken, and the young and powerful men of all ancient races were shocked. The holy body of the human race killed all directions with one strike. It was invincible, unbeatable, and shocked everyone.
The storm spread, and many people were talking about it, causing an uproar.
"Is the human holy body really so powerful? Can it be compared with the ancient prince?!"
"It's really unexpected. Huo Lin'er didn't fight her. What is that girl planning?"
"Dozens or hundreds of great masters can't surround and kill him. If he kills him, he will be almost invincible in the era of saints!"
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Regardless of the ancient tribes or the human race, all the monks are discussing it hotly.
Tianzhi Village is a small world that no one knows about. The villagers look very ordinary. People work at sunrise and rest at sunset, living an ordinary and simple life.
However, after Ye Fan used his celestial eye, he noticed something abnormal. Even the children walking in the aisle were silent. This has completely become a habit.
Not far away, several children playing hide-and-seek appeared and disappeared. It was a movement technique unique to killers, and they were constantly disillusioned. After dinner, a few old people sat on the big bluestone in front of the village and chatted. If they didn't talk, there would be no fluctuation in their lives.
Not far away, someone came back from hunting in the mountains. Like a ghost, he blended into the nature of heaven and earth, making it difficult to capture his tracks.
Ye Fan was in a daze, this was a village of killers, that instinct had penetrated deep into their bones and had become a life habit.
"Of the small worlds opened by the ancient sages of Heaven, only this one remains, the others have been destroyed." Qi Luo said.
There are really very few people in Tianzhi Village. There are only forty or fifty households in total, and only about a hundred people.
Ye Fan had long been mentally prepared. If Heaven was prosperous enough, it would be impossible to find him, and he had endured hell and the human world until now.
"Actually, you don't need to go to Tianxuan Stone Square to drink tea. You don't need to make me afraid like that. I won't do anything bad to you." Qi Luo narrowed his eyes and said.
"Mr. Qi, someone outside has killed a great king in the human world and is clamoring for Kirin medicine." A villager came over and reported honestly.
"What, so fast, who did this, killed such a big fish?" Ye Fan was surprised.
"It was made by people from Shencanling." Qi Luo said.
Taoist Shencan walked around the world drunk all day long, with an old Taoist following behind him to protect him in case something happened to him.
But this time, it was this old Taoist from Shencanling who shot to death a great master in the human world.
"There is a catastrophe in the human world. After the Divine Silkworm Clan kills one person, they can use the secret technique of 'snatching silk and peeling off cocoons' to trace those who have come into contact with him. Maybe he can find the ancient palace in the human world." Qi Luo laughed.
, said: "The Divine Silkworm Clan's elixir of death has also been lost, and it has taken root in the ancient abyss. Are they going to compete with the Huolin Cave for the Kirin Medicine? Good dramas are happening one after another."
"The ancient tribes were born not long ago, how come you know their secret techniques?"
"As a killer, you must keep pace with the times." Qi Luo said proudly.
To be honest, when Ye Fan saw his expression, he wanted to slap him and said: "When I was in the city of God, if I lost to those people and couldn't break through, would you always stand by and watch?"
"This assumption makes no sense." Ziro shook his head.
"No. 1 in the world, your tone of heaven is too loud." Ye Fan pointed out the years of the ancient emperor's existence without mercy.
"In that era, there was Heaven but no Heavenly Lord." Qi Luo replied seriously.
Ye Fan bluntly pointed out that he had seen the last master of Heavenly Court, and he died in a very dishonorable manner, not like an unparalleled master. He told everything he saw on the holy cliff.
After hearing this, Qi Luo was silent for a long time and said: "The Dacheng Holy Body was possessed by demon spirits and gave birth to green hair. It needs Emperor Wu Shi to suppress it. It is not shameful for the seriously injured and dying Lord of Heaven to be killed by such a being.
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The two talked for a long time, and finally Ye Fan took out the heavenly scepter and the human skin scriptures, and immediately there was a murderous aura.
Zhi Luo was finally excited when he saw these two things. His body was trembling. He stretched his hands forward, trembling constantly, and held up the two sacred objects.
"Finally I saw the sacred objects of my ancestors again..." He couldn't help but burst into tears and started crying again.
"Don't cry. When I see you crying, I want to step on your face and stamp my soles on your face." Ye Fan was very unhappy.
"Oh, I got excited and lost my composure, haha..." Zhi Luo laughed, and the contrast between before and after was jaw-dropping.
"This weapon..." Ye Fan endured the biting cold and raised the golden scepter. It was extremely dark, like a supreme divine treasure that suppressed the underworld.
"You don't have to show it to me, it's just like that. Even if you find a few more saints, it will still be like this. How much spiritual power can be exerted by such great cultivation." Qi Luo said, making it clear that there is no real seal.
Ye Fan has long known that this is a holy weapon handed down from ancient times, and it should be refined by a person above the Great Sage, but he has never used it.
Because this scepter is very special. How powerful it is, it exerts the power of a weapon in a corresponding realm. He has tried several people to unblock it but failed.
"Back then, I had other holy soldiers in heaven, but unfortunately they were all taken away. This scepter has a special meaning. If you don't have the cultivation level of a great saint or above, you are not worthy to use it. This state is to inspire future generations. Only matching
Only when it can be held in the palm can it exert its divine power to destroy the heaven and the earth." Qi Luo was full of pride, and then lowered his voice and said: "The black gold cauldron with dragon patterns in the shaking light was born from the conception of heaven and earth, and so is our scepter.
In this way, there is a secret that makes the ancient holy city go crazy."
Ye Fan was in a daze, and then asked, but unfortunately Qi Luo also had limited knowledge.
Finally, Qi Luo held the human skin scripture and said tremblingly: "You know, this not only records the most critical part of my heavenly killing skills, but it is also the most terrifying weapon."
"It's a weapon?" Ye Fan was surprised.
"Of course, it is the Book of Time. I taught an ancestor to sacrifice it with his own quasi-emperor human skin!"
The Book of Time, these four words made Ye Fan shocked and confused, and they sounded endlessly terrifying.
According to legend, a master in heaven ate a plant of elixir and lived for two lives. He truly mastered the Xingzi Jue and touched the realm of time.
Could it be that this human skin belonged to him and was sacrificed and refined into a supreme secret treasure called the Book of Time?