Chapter 46 The Golden Sea of Bitterness

During this day, Ye Fan drank thirteen bottles of Baicao liquid. If he added the seven bottles he drank two days ago, he had reached 20 bottles so far. Except for the boiling essence in his blood, he still did not feel any discomfort.

Seeing him drinking like this, Bo felt scared and said, "Let's stop first. I'm scared now, and my eyelids are shaking constantly. I'm afraid that you will explode and I will never see you again..."

"You crow's mouth, what nonsense..." At this point, Ye Fan carefully sensed the situation of the sea of suffering and said, "I seem to have a strange feeling."

"What, is it effective?" Pang Bo suddenly showed joy and said, "I'll go to Wu Qingfeng to guide you."

Ye Fan stopped him and said, "Don't go. I'd better feel it slowly by myself."

The old man Wu Qingfeng once said that Ye Fan's physique can only rely on himself, and outsiders can't help him at all. He once said that if the wheel of life of ordinary people is a piece of soil, then Ye Fan's theory of life is a piece of divine iron. After planting seeds in the soil, carefully cared for and reclaimed, the seeds will take root and germinate, and show vigorous vitality. And divine iron, no matter how much you invest, even if you plant fairy roots, it is difficult to grow. In this case, only when the divine iron changes internally, there is a glimmer of hope for the birth of vitality. Otherwise, no matter how superior the outside world provides, it is difficult to change anything.

Ye Fan had a strange feeling and was very excited. His physique was called the Holy Body in ancient times, but now it is regarded as a waste body. He is very unwilling. At present, he has a special feeling, which is naturally very excited.

At this moment, Pang Bo's eyes were almost straight. Seeing Ye Fan pouring down one bottle after another like drinking water, his heart was raised to his throat.

"I said... Let's take it easy. Look at you like this. I'm really scared. Shall we drink the rest tomorrow? I'm really afraid..." When Pang Bo said this, a pile of empty jade bottles had been thrown on the ground, and Ye Fan had drunk forty bottles of Baicao liquid.

"Don't worry, I feel good now. The boiling essence in my blood has completely calmed down, and the position of the wheel of life fluctuates violently."

After Ye Fan said this, he continued to take Baicao liquid until the front was empty in the end. In addition to the seven bottles drunk by Pang Bo, the remaining fifty-nine bottles were all taken by Ye Fan!

"How do you feel?" Pombo asked nervously.

"I finally sensed the existence of the wheel of life, where the source of divine power was boiling..." At this point, Ye Fan stopped talking and began to silently operate the mysterious method recorded in the Taoist scriptures, hitting the sea of suffering.

Next to

, Pang Bo was a little stunned and said to himself, "The source of divine power in the wheel of life is boiling... Why have I never felt this way?"

The hut gradually became quiet. Ye Fan sat there quietly like a stone statue, and Pang Bo stood aside anxiously and uneasily.

I don't know how long it took. Suddenly, the light in the hut burst into a tsunami-like sound. Ye Fan's sea of suffering rushed out endless brilliance, golden, and accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Pang Bo was stunned, speechless in shock, and stared at all this in front of him.

In Ye Fan's bitter sea, the divine light is as gorgeous as a rainbow. Unexpectedly, there are golden waves surging, and with bursts of lightning and thunder, there is a fierce tsunami, and the waves are soaring to the sky!

Such a strange scene in the sea of suffering was simply unheard of. Pang Bo was shocked to the point. He felt that all this was so incredible in front of him and said to himself, "What happened..."

There was a deafening tsunami in the hut, like thousands of troops and horses galloping. Pang Bo slapped himself hard and was sure that he was not dreaming.

"Tsunami in the sky, the sound is like thunder, and the waves are full of waves..." He felt that his mouth was dry. All this was like a dream, and the sound of the waves was like thousands of troops and horses. At this moment, it seems that he is not standing in the hut, but to the coast, facing a vast sea of ups and downs.

Ye Fan sat there quietly. The divine flowers in the bitter sea were blooming and dazzling. At this moment, the waves were endless, the golden light was shining, the thunder and lightning were dancing, and the waves were terrible.

"That golden ocean... Is it really his bitter sea? Why does it penetrate, even outsiders can see it?" Pang Bo was surprised and looked at Ye Fan in a sway. His bitter sea was brilliant, brilliant, and the waves were constantly surging.

He has been sure that the sound of the tsunami did come from Ye Fan's bitter sea, which is really jaw-dropping. The sea of bitterness hidden in his body is really like the ocean in reality.

Pang Bo stood there almost petrified, rumbling in front of him, and the golden waves seemed to rush out at any time, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"Why is it golden?" After being shocked by the tsunami, it took a long time for Pang Bo to calm down.

If the golden ocean is Ye Fan's bitter sea, it is too unusual. Pang Bo feels incredible. He can now see his own sea of suffering, which is as dark as ink and looks dead. The old man Wu Qingfeng once said that there is no bitter sea that communicates with the wheel of life, the essence of life can only be wrapped around the bitter sea. As for the bitter sea itself, it is silent, without any fluctuation of life, either dark green or painted black.

However, Ye Fan's bitter sea is so different that it is completely different from what the old man Wu Qingfeng described.

"Rumble..."

The surging golden bitter sea and sky burst into thunder and lightning from time to time, intertwined with the huge tsunami, making the sky and the sky and the earth blazing, the sea and the sky are connected, and the bright golden light everywhere, which is extremely eye-catching.

Pang Bo stared nervously for fear that something would happen. In this process, Ye Fan himself seemed to have no feeling at all, always silent, silently running the mysterious method recorded in the Taoist Sutra.

After a few hours, the golden light slowly converged, and the sound of the tsunami gradually became smaller. After half an hour, the hut finally calmed down. Ye Fan's sea of suffering returned to calm, the light was restrained, and the sound of the waves disappeared.

After a while, Ye Fan woke up and turned around. His eyes were full of light. The moment he stood up, his whole body suddenly moved a lot, with a more fairy breath.

"What happened just now? How do you feel now?" Pang Bo couldn't wait to ask.

"Just now I sensed the wheel of life, and saw the boiling source of divine power. Then I hit the sea of suffering and saw a golden ocean. I don't know if it was an illusion."

Hearing Ye Fan's description, Pang Bo suddenly opened his mouth in surprise, and then nodded repeatedly and said, "It's not an illusion, because... I also saw it."

"Did you see it too?" Ye Fan showed surprise.

"That's right, you didn't know how powerful the momentum was just now. The tsunami was continuous, the divine light was brilliant, and the whole hut was shaking. Fortunately, the place where we lived was very remote, otherwise it would definitely cause a great uproar."

After listening to Pang Bo's story carefully, Ye Fan was finally convinced that the golden ocean and tsunami he saw were not caused by illusion.

Pang Bo asked with concern, "How do you feel? I saw that the golden sea of bitterness disappeared at the last moment. Didn't it succeed?"

"I don't know if it's a success..." At this point, Ye Fan ran the mysterious method recorded in the Taoist scriptures, and an extremely tiny golden light spot suddenly appeared in the place where the bitter sea was located, only a little bit of sesame grains, but it was brilliant.

"Although the bitter sea is a little small, it is not a problem. As long as you continue to practice, it will gradually grow." Pang Bo looked very excited and said, "I'm sure your sea of suffering is absolutely extraordinary. It's actually golden, which is completely different from ordinary people. The blooming brilliance can actually penetrate..."

Although he only cultivated "a grain of sea", Ye Fan was very happy and finally broke the deadlock and opened up his own golden bitter sea.

"How do I feel that your sesame-sized sea of bitterness is fluctuating with a trace of magic power? Is it condensed to the essence..." Pang Bo showed a puzzled look.