The old sage didn't talk much. He didn't speak much from beginning to end, except when eating crocodile meat. Ye Fan had many questions he wanted to ask, but this old man seemed to think silence was golden.
"Wow"
A wave of ink rose up in the eyes of the demon sea. The ancient saint washed the crocodile god skin, which seemed to be made of black gold. Every time it was moved, it made a clanging sound, the Dao lines were intertwined, the divine clouds were shining, and the auspicious energy was steaming.
It is a kind of magical material that even saints are attracted to. It contains the essence of a demon saint. It is invulnerable to swords, water and fire, and is difficult to find in the world!
This divine skin full of black metal texture overflows with all kinds of light, and is naturally close to the avenue. Even if it has not been refined, it is already a treasure! It shines with a cold metallic luster, making it impossible for people to approach, and it has powerful holy power.
For an existence of this level, a drop of blood can kill a powerful person, let alone such a large piece of skin!
Ye Fan's eyes were hot and his saliva was about to flow out. The skin of the divine crocodile is the most precious. If it were made into armor, it would be a dream.
Especially Crocodile Ancestor, this is an ancient divine crocodile, revered as a demon saint, and its skin has already possessed immortal divinity.
It's a pity that the old saint didn't look at him. He threw down the already tattered animal skin on his body and wrapped the crocodile god skin around his waist. He activated the terrifying essence to refine it and in the blink of an eye it became a primitive animal clothing. However, it looked like nothing.
Used to cover the body.
What a waste!
Ye Fan actually wanted to come, but the ancient saints were surrounding him, so he was too embarrassed to ask for it. After all, it was hunted by others.
Then, this savage old man began to twitch and peel off his bones. He was really unambiguous and extracted all the good things.
He washed it clean with the water trapped in the eyes of the demon sea, and used the divine tendon of Crocodile Ancestor as a belt and tied it around his waist. It was so luxurious that it made people want to pull out their hair.
Ye Fan looked at the huge crocodile bone eagerly. It was a precious bone, all white, shining with holy light, brighter than the stars in the sky.
Needless to say, its quality is rare in the world, and it can definitely be refined into a holy weapon passed down from generation to generation. However, the old man of the savage did not intend to refine it further, and directly placed his white bone club on it.
The dazzling light was emitted, and Ye Fan had to retreat. The energy fluctuation was so violent that even he, a human being, could not bear it. The avenue roared, shattering the world.
The luster of the pieces of crocodile bones was dim, the glory was gone, the roots exploded, and they were completely destroyed. The terrifying ancient divine crocodile bones were turned into powder, and their divinity disappeared.
And on the bone rod of the old saint, there is a rune that looks like a dragon or a crocodile. It can be said that the essence of the divine bone has been refined into the bone soldier.
Ye Fan carefully looked at the shiny bone stick and found that there were many marks of strange birds and beasts on it. He couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Could it be that these lines were all branded like just now?
If this is the case, the value of this bone rod cannot be estimated!
Ye Fan watched eagerly, the old saint was so thorough, he practiced everything, not even a bone fragment was left.
The savage old man sensed his gaze, looked back, then stretched out a big hand, split the mountain of meat into two parts, and sent one piece over, which weighed more than 100,000 kilograms.
Ye Fan hurriedly backed up. For a person of his level, the saint really stood high in the clouds, as powerful as a god.
A drop of blood or a piece of bone can kill a powerful person. The terrifying laws contained in such a large piece of divine flesh can definitely be regarded as a great killing weapon.
The old sage seemed to realize it, and after thinking again and again, he used the fire again and started grilling, dividing the piece of meat into hundreds or thousands of parts, and the fragrance was emitted in the flames.
Moreover, during this process, the savage old man used great magic power to draw out strips of divine crocodile essence and blood, which turned into strips of red liquid and steamed into clouds.
Ye Fan was horrified. Each piece of this blood essence had terrifying lethality. If he really wanted to sacrifice it, the king of Dao Dao would be devastated.
The old saint was actually refining medicine, which was very primitive. He extracted the essence directly from the essence and blood of the demon saint. Whether it was in the flesh or blood, or the blood that had been spilled on the earth earlier, it was like rivers flowing into his hands.
Naxumi is like mustard seeds!
The blood and water were like a small lake, all falling into the palm of the old sage. After thousands of hammerings, the murderous intent was gone, the laws were whittled away, and only the brilliance of divinity was left.
Finally, there was a loud crash, and a large amount of dirty blood fell from the old saint's palm like a waterfall, and fell into the eyes of the devil like a sea of blood.
In the palm of his hand, streaks of red clouds rose up, surrounding the strips of auspicious energy. In the end, only six longan-sized red pills remained, crystal clear and as translucent as red agate.
The old sage handed four of them to Ye Fan, and a fragrant fragrance hit his nostrils, making people want to soar up into the clouds, and the pores dilated, like a fairy light.
Ye Fan knew that this kind of elixir was hard to find in the world, and only the old saint could refine it against the heavens. He really didn't know what kind of magical effect it could have, so he carefully put it into a jade jar.
At this time, more than 100,000 kilograms of divine crocodile meat had been roasted, and the murderous laws contained in it had been completely melted away. The old saint handed it over. Ye Fanru was in his dream, this was a demon saint, and now it became his
Food, this kind of supplement will scare people to death if it spreads out!
He had many questions that he wanted to ask, but the old saint was very silent and said almost nothing. He walked around the Eye of the Demon Sea twice, looked up at the sky, and was lost in thought.
When Ye Fan saw him like this, it was really hard to disturb him. The other party seemed to be thinking about some important matters.
At noon, the old sage finally made a move, borrowed the cauldron from him, boiled the heart, liver, etc. of the divine crocodile into a pot of soup with Dao fire, and invited him to drink it together.
Ye Fan was a little dazed. He lamented that the ancient divine crocodile was so miserable after death. It really became a delicious soup, and nothing was wasted.
This old saint knows how to enjoy himself. If word spreads about the things he eats, his eyes will be blown away and a group of religious leaders and powerful people will be frightened.
His cauldron has become a veritable soup pot, which is really a bit different. The mother energy of all things flows, and the fragrance of the divine soup lingers. Others will be stunned when they see it.
Should it be said that it is extremely luxurious or too extraordinary? I guess any monk would be speechless when he saw it.
Ye Fan persevered, chattering non-stop to the old sage, and wanted to communicate with him, but the other person still cherished his words like gold and barely spoke, only occasionally staring at the sky.
In the end, Ye Fan had no choice but to talk about what he was most worried about. If the night falls, this Lord will definitely turn from a god into a demon, and no one in the world can control it. It will be a catastrophe!
Ye Fan pointed to the scorching sun in the sky. He felt that he could make the old saint rush towards the sun. Within a proper distance, it would always be daytime, and perhaps his demonic nature could be slowly eliminated.
The old saint shook his head and meditated silently. He had not paid much attention to Ye Fan. He was obviously thinking about his own problems and was worried that he would go crazy and start killing after the sun went down.
Ye Fan suddenly understood that the so-called being a god during the day and being a demon at night was not related to light, but a matter of divinity and demonic nature. For gods and demons, time should be the same, and they were mistaken for day and night.
caused by alternation.
"I'm leaving." The old saint stood up and finally said a word.
"Senior, where are you going?" Ye Fan asked. Naturally, they communicated through spiritual thoughts, because the ancient language was different from what it is now.
"In the depths of the dead universe, in the darkness where no one can reach..." the old sage whispered.
Ye Fan knew that he was banishing himself forever. He was afraid of accidentally hurting others, so he willingly fell into the depths of the desolate star field, walking alone until he became a cold corpse in the depths of the universe.
"Zheng Zheng Zheng"
The metal trembled, and all the fragments of the red god chain that had broken earlier flew back. The old saint recast it with great magic power, smelting it into a new god chain, which was stronger, and engraved with runes, and then
Seal yourself.
"Senior, what are you..."
"It has its own shackles. If my life is endangered, it will be broken. If nothing happens, it will imprison my demonic nature."
Ye Fan sighed softly. He didn't know if he would see this farewell again. The ancient saint was too powerful. In order to avoid killing and catastrophe, he would rather exile himself and live alone in a foreign land.
"Perhaps I can figure out a way to merge the lunar and sun..." the old sage said to himself.
Ye Fan's heart moved, and he quickly carved out Tai Chi and handed it to the old saint. There were some Tai Chi transformation methods in it.
"Your secret realms all have different techniques, making it difficult to penetrate them. This is a big hidden danger. If I teach you Taiyin and Sun, it will harm you."
The old sage issued a warning before leaving, then carried the bone-white stick into the void, broke through the shackles of heaven and earth, entered the star field, and disappeared.
Ye Fan was in a daze, looking at the sky in the distance. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and let out a sigh. He wondered whether he would be able to see this unparalleled strong man in his lifetime. He hoped that he would not perish in the depths of the universe.
He stayed on the ancient planet Yingzhuo for half a day and searched carefully, but he never saw the ruins again. Everything was swallowed up in the eyes of the demon sea.
However, he also made some other discoveries and saw the remains of some satellites and space probes, some from recent years and some from long ago.
"Voyager 48, Chang'e 19..."
Ye Fan observed carefully that these aircraft were badly damaged and mainly came from several space powers. It was expected that the ancient stars sealed here would fall down no matter how many were sent there.
After taking one last look at Yingluo Ancient Star, Ye Fan decided to hit the road and rush to his hometown because he really had no time to waste.
Although this time we crossed the star field and did not return directly to the earth, Yingzhuo Ancient Planet was not very far from the destination. Of course, this was compared to the Beidou Star Field. If we talk about the real distance, it is enough to scare people to death.
At the time of its great opposition, the planet Yinluo is closest to the Earth, at a distance of 55 million kilometers, and at the time of its conjunction with the Sun, it is the farthest from the Earth, at about 400 million kilometers.
You must know that Yingluogu belongs to the same solar system and is a planet close to the earth, but it is still such an astronomical distance away, which makes people lament the insignificance of human beings.
Ye Fan hit the road, kept rising, quickly broke out of Yinghuo's thin atmosphere, and finally got rid of gravity, and then sacrificed himself to the Xuanyu Platform, starting the repeated and long crossing process.
If you expect him to fly back, it will probably consume all your divine power, and you don't know how many months it will take. If there is a deviation, it may even take a few years.
He kept correcting the coordinates, crossing towards the homeland where he was born and raised, and destroyed countless mysterious jade platforms, and finally saw the aqua blue star clearly.
Ye Fan almost burst into tears. He had been away from home for many years and was timid about being close to his hometown. He was afraid that something bad would happen after so many years of separation.
In the past, he had experienced various life-and-death battles and had never been so nervous, but now he was panic-stricken and his body was trembling.
"Earth, I'm back..."
Ye Fan's eyes filled with tears, and he kept moving forward. He was extremely excited. He had been riding the Kowloon coffin for more than 20 years, and now he was back with his own efforts. He couldn't help but tremble.
I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival, may you be reunited and get together happily.