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Chapter 970

Chapter 970

The yellow mud platform is rough and clumsy, but the handwriting on it is very clear, embodying the traces of a quasi-emperor. Lao He and Master San Gu stood trembling in the distance.

Ye Fan studied it carefully and watched what happened next.

The sea turned into mulberry fields. As a tribal leader in ancient times, Rong Cheng lived until the Spring and Autumn Period, and his natural skills became increasingly profound. At this stage, he had already become invincible in the world, but he still could not achieve enlightenment. He needed an opportunity.

He only went on the road, but with only two fragments of the picture on his body, he had no way to approach the fairy land. He narrowly escaped death outside that area and almost died.

Later, after decades of experience, when his longevity was about to run out and his life was about to come to an end, he accidentally broke into a sacrificial place in the restricted area, which made matters worse.

Ye Fan and others were shocked in their hearts. He was a quasi-emperor who was invincible in this era and almost died. How difficult is that road?

Rong Cheng stayed at that sacrificial site for several months. His body was withered and almost lost his human form. He struggled to break out. He did not give up and still chose to move forward.

However, no matter how far he penetrated the sky and the earth, he still could not see the original "birthplace of immortality". He could not get close to it at all. He was trapped in the restricted area for eighty years.

It was very special there. The lines formed by the immortal marks of the avenue could destroy everything. His quasi-emperor level weapons were all broken, making it difficult to survive.

In the eighty-first year, just when the fire of his life was about to extinguish and the light returned, he had an unexpected turn of events. He discovered an elixir in the forbidden place where immortals were born.

"What a blessing!" Ye Fan could only sigh like this.

However, if you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter. Since the hope of becoming an immortal can be born, it is natural for an elixir to appear there.

"That's...Kunlun!" Lao He exclaimed.

In the yellow clay coffin, in addition to the text, there is also an engraving, which is very detailed and precise, with a huge dragon vein majestic and majestic.

This Kunlun dragon vein is exactly the same as the central dragon mountain that appears when nine ancient jade blocks are merged together, and it is extremely magnificent.

On the ancient jade map, it is located in the center, occupying a quarter of the area, and is the most vast.

It is different from Kunlun in reality.

According to the Kunlun map carved by the ancients, the Kunlun Mountains that can be seen today is only a small tail end, which is a corner of the main body, which is very different.

The Rongcheng family obtained an elixir of immortality in the Kunlun Immortal Land, and happened to break out of the forbidden area at the same time. A quasi-emperor spent nearly a hundred years there, almost dying there, but never truly entered the right place.

He was a little disheartened. After he came back, his youngest disciple could not stop the passage of time. More than ten years passed, leaving him alone in the world. Finally, he buried all his disciples here.

The record on the yellow clay coffin ends here.

"Looking at his last state of mind, it seemed that he was tired of the world and no longer wanted to live. But why is there no body in this place?" The owner of the valley was suspicious.

Following the example of Ninety-nine Dragon Mountain, he built a yellow clay coffin for himself and buried his disciples and disciples here. No matter how you look at it, it seems that Rong Cheng is tired of the mortal world and wants to end his life.

Ye Fan looked carefully and found suspected traces of transformation on the bottom of the yellow mud coffin, but there was a big doubt, where was the elixir?

They searched this place but found no trace. The ginseng fruit tree seemed to have evaporated without leaving any trace.

"Whether he took the elixir or not, there is no record on the yellow clay coffin."

"Whether he has become a Taoist or not, the traces on the bottom of the coffin are specious and cannot be judged. His life and death are somewhat confusing."

They had a discussion, but there was no final result. They didn't know whether Rong Cheng was alive or dead, so it was difficult to draw a conclusion.

It can be seen that Rong Cheng spent a lot of effort to raise Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain, and he actually entered the yellow mud coffin and carved these words.

At that time, he must have been exhausted and sad, and did not want to live alone in the world, so he lay quietly in the coffin and waited for death, otherwise none of this would have happened.

However, what happened next is unknown to outsiders.

"Kunlun...that thing is in Kunlun." Ye Fan said to himself.

"The real Kunlun Dragon Mountain is majestic and towering. It is the ancestor of thousands of mountains in ancient times. There are many areas that are so mysterious that humans cannot set foot in them." Master Ogu said.

"rise!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly, lifted the heavy yellow mud coffin, and placed it on the other side. Two bone fragments appeared, similar to those found in the red pine nut coffin.

He held it in his hand and observed it carefully. Sure enough, there was a terrain map engraved on it. It was complex and majestic, leading to the land of immortality.

"I already have five fragments of pictures, and I can use them to enter Kunlun." Of course he would not take risks. Even the quasi-emperor couldn't hold him back. He narrowly escaped death and almost died there.

With his current level of cultivation, he could only look at it from a distance and make a preliminary exploration of the terrain. It was impossible to get close and get the "hope" of becoming an immortal.

"There are words on the bottom of the coffin!" Laohe and Master Sangu were weak in this place. The quasi-emperor's aura was so intimidating that they couldn't stand it. When Ye Fan lifted the yellow clay coffin, they sat on the ground and looked at it. clear.

"Perhaps the ninth bone fragment is not broken."

There is only such a sentence, which is Rong Cheng's guess, but it suddenly leaves endless hope for future generations.

"The quasi-emperor can't get in. It seems that we have to collect all nine maps, otherwise there is no possibility of success!"

Ye Fan took away the two bone fragments and moved the coffin back to its original position.

"This yellow clay coffin is a treasure, but ordinary people can't move it, and it's very troublesome to keep around it," said the monkey.

Master Dagu said: "It's better not to take advantage of it. Rong Cheng was buried here with his disciples. This was his wish. If we take away the yellow mud coffin, there may be an unknown disaster."

They left this place, and they didn't breathe a sigh of relief until they walked out of the Ninety-nine Dragon Mountains. The experience just now was very special, and they actually revealed the secret of the ancient taboo.

Although they knew a lot, more doubts arose in their minds. Who drove the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain from one ancient star to another?

This is a vast and long period of time. Even the ancient emperor only lived for a total of tens of thousands of years in his second life. One person simply cannot spend that long.

Rongcheng also had doubts. According to his guess, there must be a terrible inheritance that is extremely ancient and has survived forever.

However, this inheritance should have eventually declined, especially after the "hope" of becoming an immortal was shattered.

Because, in the following years, he almost never appeared again. When that god sent things to the earth for repair, if he was strong enough, he would not lose the secret map.

"More than two hundred thousand years ago...a divine dynasty?" Ye Fan said to himself, an idea flashed in his mind, and he instantly thought of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty.

His heart was pounding. Could it be that the eldest brother in the heart of the ruthless man when he was young was chosen and shouldered a mission that defied heaven and came to the earth?

He was shocked. The secret of the Ninety-nine Ancient Dragon Mountains might be related to the Beidou Star Territory.

"The Yuhua Shen Dynasty...yes, it's probably really them."

Ye Fan clearly remembers that the reason why the Yuhua Divine Dynasty gave this name is to teach Yuhua Feixian!

Unfortunately, they failed. More than 200,000 years ago, they were wiped clean from Zhongzhou with one hand and ceased to exist.

"Is it them?"

If it is really them, it makes sense that many places have been wiped out and finally declined completely, so no one who comes here can save the ancient map.

“The timing is also very consistent.”

If the hypothesis comes true, the Yuhua Divine Dynasty must be the last force of that ancient inheritance, otherwise it would be impossible for no one to show up for so many years.

Ye Fan was shocked when he thought of this. The Yuhua Dynasty back then was so powerful that it almost ruled Zhongzhou. No power in the world could rival them.

However, they are the power of that ancient inheritance in the last and weakest period of endless years. Because no matter how you look at it, they are far inferior to the power they had when they drove the Ninety-Nine Dragon Mountain from one ancient star to another.

Supreme glorious power!

"What kind of inheritance is this?" Ye Fan said to himself, with ups and downs in his heart. The vast universe and the boundless starry sky hold too many secrets.

It is hard for anyone to believe that there was once such a huge creature that dominated all of this and towered over many ancient stars. It is really terrifying.

It's a pity that no matter how powerful the existence is, it can't stop the power of time. Tens of millions of years have passed, and the inheritance like a god has been wiped out.

In this world, perhaps only the ancient emperors can fear nothing and trample all avenues under their feet! Unfortunately, they can only be invincible for 20,000 years, and will eventually turn into earth. Nothing lasts long.

"The Feathered Divine Dynasty..."

"The age of the various scholars was extremely prosperous because people from other ancient star regions arrived."

"Let me see what traces you have left here!"

Ye Fan firmly decided that he must go to the Kunlun Fairyland. There are many secrets on the earth, and it was a rare opportunity for him to come back in this era of Dharma End to reveal them.

"The Earth Immortal... turned out to be a quasi-emperor." The Lord of Three Valleys also had endless emotions. After all, there are no immortals in this world.

"What is the purpose of us ascetics practicing all our lives?" Lao He said with a sense of loneliness. Even the quasi-emperor could not see hope. Even the ancient emperors could not become immortals and would eventually die.

And what about these little monks? They can’t see any light. They practice hard all day long, stand alone in front of the green lantern in the stone room, abandon the world of mortals, and practice in seclusion. In the end, they still have to turn into loess.

This really shakes the human heart. Instead of doing this, it is better to live a carefree life in the world of mortals, so as to live up to my own years.

"You have to practice in the end. Once you have embarked on this path, there is no turning back." Ye Fan's words were not high-minded, but he used Dao to shout to pull their minds back, otherwise they might lay the foundation for destroying the path.

seed.

"Yes, the road that has not been trodden by the predecessors does not mean that it has reached the end. What do we want to do so far away? We are just an insignificant splash in the waves of time. We just go our own way. That should be a question that the great emperors of all ages have thought about.

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"Yes, we still have a long way to go, and we still have hope in our hearts. Great supernatural powers, saints, and emperors are all goals we can work hard for."

The two men were alert and quickly adjusted their minds.

However, Ye Fan himself was silent for a while. In this age of the end of the Dharma, he had nothing to pursue. Obtaining the Tao and becoming an immortal was his only goal. But where is the way? Throughout the ages, there has been no evidence of becoming an immortal, and there is no hope at all.

They walked out of the uninhabited area trapped by the ancient magic circle, left Longhu Mountain, and returned to the mortal world. They looked at the mortal world in the distance, where was the road?

"I want to prove the truth, I want to walk into the starry sky, and I want to step on the path of immortality that my predecessors have not been able to walk on." Ye Fan said to himself.

The monks' conference was about to begin. This was what the two valley owners told Ye Fan. He had just returned to his residence in the north and received a Taoist letter from Master Lingbao, which also informed him.

"To go or not to go?"

Xiaosong immediately raised its four little paws and raised its two little ears, expressing its willingness to go. Ye Fan smiled and touched its head.

In fact, he himself wanted to take a look, because not only could he meet some famous ascetics in the world, but he could also enter the Shangqing Sect, where the conference was held.

The Lingbao sect, Tianshi Tao, and Shangqing sect are collectively called the Zhengyi sect, and they all respect the Three Pure Ones, while the Shangqing sect was the first to worship Yuanshi Tianzun.

"The earliest sect to respect Yuanshi Tianzun? I'm going to take a look and find out what happened."

Suddenly, a Taoist talisman flashed and appeared in front of Ye Fan's eyes. The talisman sent by the Lingbaozhang sect informed that someone wanted to kill him.

"Hey, someone who wants to kill me has appeared..." He whispered to himself and sneered.

Well, the *** list was tense and intense, and I was being blasted. I shed tears and continued to beg *** for support.

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