Chapter 433 Fragments of the Avenue in the Holy Gone
What are the secrets of the ancient abyss that have existed for a long time? No one knows too many legends about it.
What is the wasteland under the endless abyss? It is a modern creature or a kind of power. No one can say it clearly. Maybe it is only the insight of the ancient emperor.
It is dark, like a bottomless hole, as if it can devour people's minds.
The five-color altar hangs quietly below, without any fluctuation. I don't know what force it takes to do all this. It seems that it has never been shaken since ancient times.
It is incomplete and engraved with unique scars that have gone through endless years. Its luster has been sealed with dust, leaving only plainness and truth.
Ye Fan can't calm down in his heart. Mount Tai, the ancient star, the ancient forbidden place... Where will it be next, Ziwei Ancient Emperor Star? This is an unpredictable journey.
Ye Fan really wants to jump down. This five-color altar is connected to the ancient stars. Maybe it is a way home. He hopes to reverse and go back and embark on the way home.
The sunset dyed the sky red, and the breath of the wilderness suddenly became strong, like a volcano about to erupt, and Ye Fan's body was strongly attacked.
He quickly returned to the spring of life to nourish, and then filled the jade bottle with divine water and walked vigorously to the holy mountain where the bronze coffin was located.
Ye Fan's choice was right. After the sky dimmed, the ancient abyss became more and more terrible. It seemed that a peerless fierce god was born. The terrible fluctuations were surging, and the sky and the earth were trembling.
The breath of the wilderness came out, covering the nine holy mountains, and then rushed to the more distant forbidden area, as if the world had not come, without any sound, only boundless depression.
Ye Fan hid in the bronze coffin and observed quietly. His heart was extremely shocked. What is there under the abyss, or what kind of power is it?
"Maybe, only the rebirth of the ancient emperor can be resisted, or is this the emperor's air machine?" He has all kinds of thoughts in his heart, but he can't really judge.
He soaked the unicorn seeds and colorful stones in the jade bottle and nourished them with divine springs. Then he took out a few pieces of ancient jade from the Wushi Emperor and put them together.
After the four pieces of imperial jade were put together into one piece, half of the map was formed, and the purple mountain with nine dragon veins appeared, which made him think about it for a long time. I don't know when he could enter.
Finally, Ye Fan opened the white jade tripod and took out a pink fruit. It was carved like pink jade, but the fist was big, shaped like a pink doll, which was very vivid.
The fragrance penetrates into the internal organs, moistens every inch of his flesh and blood, and is fragrant. This is an irresistible **, and the crystal clear fruit contains infinite vitality.
"At the other end of the starry sky, the ginseng fruit in ancient myths and legends. Is it such an immortal medicine? I think it's almost the same."
Ye Fan took a bite of the pink jade-like fruit. His mouth was full of fragrance, and his whole body was shrouded in luminance. He felt as if he was about to rise, and his whole body was full of smoke.
He didn't take it all at once. He began to meditate and refine with a bite, and tried to make the best use of the medicine. He would stay in this forbidden place for a few months instead of leaving immediately.
In just a moment, his body seemed to be on fire, and his dry body suddenly shone brightly and was shrouded in the hot light.
"This is..." Ye Fan was shocked, and the wounds of the road were moistened. Although there was no sign of healing, it made him feel comfortable.
"Fragments of the law of heaven and earth!"
He shot two divine lights in his eyes, and his whole body was full of light. There was a certain power of rules and order in this holy fruit, which could only be detected by reaching the fourth level of secret place.
It is the existence of this power that adds a trace of vitality to his road scars, which is a good omen. If he eats more holy fruits, there will be a significant improvement.
"The elixir of immortality is worthy of being a sacred object, and it contains such fragments of the rules of heaven and earth...' Ye Fan knows that this is the best medicine to heal the wounds of the road.
Late-night peace 'he is silent' and refines this fruit little by little.
"Boom"
Suddenly, in the second half of the night, Ye Fan was awakened by a huge sound. The world seemed to be reversed, and the nine holy mountains were shaking.
"Wow"
The huge sound of iron chains, like the magic sound from hell, is overwhelming and resounding in the sky.
The terrible iron cable, the sound of death, the loud sound, the cold and piercing, as if a peerless murderer was knocked out of the hell cage.
Ye Fan was so thrilled that his cold hair stood up all over his body. He felt a peerless murderous murderer. If he hadn't been in a copper coffin, his body might have been torn.
He stood on the edge of the copper coffin and looked up at the Holy Mountain. A cool air suddenly rose from his back, like falling into an ice cellar.
Endless magic clouds surged out of the abyss, like a wave hitting the clouds, and a few huge iron cables could be seen faintly flashing cold light, leading to the sky.
A terrible existence was locked to death and moved in the sky. The world was about to collapse, accompanied by low roars, which sounded in people's hearts, like a mountain falling down.
"What is that?" Ye Fan said to himself that when they first came to the world, they had also seen this horrible vision in the middle of the night when they left the ancient forbidden place.
Some people in the world say that it is a barren slave, an untamed figure, and some people say that it is a split created by the barren for themselves, which is difficult to really understand.
Ye Fan returned to the depths of the copper coffin, calmed down and continued to refine the holy fruit. The outside world did not move his heart. He forgot everything and was not disturbed by the sound.
For three days, Ye Fan only refined a ginseng fruit, which made it completely exert the ultimate medicinal effect, and all the essence was absorbed.
In the scars of the road, he is full of vitality and shows signs of improvement. His blood house is full of a lot, and his body has regained its vitality.
"Sure enough... The wound of the road needs the corresponding law to be smoothed. It is not enough to have the essence of life!" Ye Fan said to himself.
After that, it took him another three days to refine and absorb the second ginseng fruit. The vitality of life suddenly flourished, and the golden blood surrounded the body.
However, Ye Fan frowned, and the absorbed fragments of the rules of the road were repeated and did not play much role.
"The same sacred fruit contains the same divine effect, is it really like the legend?"
In fact, there is only one magic medicine in the forbidden land, and the ten divine fruits are all separated by it, which is not a real immortal medicine, but if all nine fruits are picked together, it is comparable enough.
Although the original shareholder root has not been transformed into nine magic drugs, the nine divine roots mutate. If the effect of the medicine is combined, it can support two or three immortal drugs.
Of course, there are also great drawbacks. The immortal medicine is unique. After being divided, it lacks spirituality, and the law of heaven and earth that can no longer fly away from the sky is also incomplete.
Only by reuniting them can we get the effect of the truly flawless and mature undead medicine.
The third holy fruit was sealed by Ye Fan and no longer took it. He was ready to venture to climb the mountain to pick other holy fruits to heal the wounds of the road.
"What if I run into a wild slave again?"
This is Ye Fan's biggest concern. It is impossible to save the danger every time. Maybe he will be killed next time.
He came to the depths of the copper coffin, held the small coffin in his hand, and shook it hard, but it did not move at all. He had endless curiosity in his heart to open it, but he could not shake it at all.
"It's a little unrealistic to carry the coffin. It seems that I can only rely on myself!" Ye Fan sighed and poured the divine spring in the jade bottle into his mouth.
Then, take out the seeds of Kirin magic medicine and the colorful stones and rush to the top of the holy peak.
During the day, the nine holy mountains are very quiet, and although the atmosphere of the wilderness is very strong, it is far lower than at night. Ye Fan kept drinking the divine spring, absorbing the seeds of magic medicine and the essence of the small stone, but he was not much old.
He climbed to a holy mountain that had never been climbed before. He saw a crystal from afar, with endless fragrance. Ye Fan quickly came to the front and rushed into the spring of life. He drank a meal first, and then stared at the holy fruit.
There are seven small trees here, and the whole body is white. Whether it is the leaves or the branches, it shines with crystal luster. Each tree has a crescent-shaped fruit, which is different from the color of the plant. The 'silvery' is like a small moon hanging on it.
Ye Fan took out the jade tripod, picked all the seven silver moon fruit, carefully sealed them, and then rushed to another holy mountain. The barren did not appear. This is a great opportunity. He wanted to pick all the magic medicine of the nine holy mountains in one breath.
He came to another holy mountain, and five jasper trees swayed, rattling and brilliance. At the top of them, there is a heart-shaped fruit, red as blood, bright and beautiful. It seems to be carefully polished with the most brilliant ruby, and the fragrance is refreshing.
When the small tree swayed and the red heart-shaped fruit trembles, it is really like five hearts pounding. It is full of strong vitality and strength.
Ye Fan quickly picked it down and was ready to continue to rush down to a holy mountain, but when he looked into the abyss, his expression changed greatly. Tianxuan's saint flew up like a Lingbo fairy.
Ye Fan turned around and fled. At this time, his vitality was still strong, his speed was extremely fast, and the golden blood was wrapped around his body. It was like a golden fire burning.
However, the saint of Tianxuan was faster. She crossed in the air and came to his side in an instant. She landed slowly, her white clothes were moving, and her beauty was peerless, like the arrival of a goddess outside the sky.
She didn't take action. She just stared at Ye Fan's feet and was stunned. There were wisps of brilliance in her eyes.
Ye Fan's mind was keen. He thought of a possibility in an instant. He tried his best and began to show the old madman's footwork and rushed to the ancient coffin.
Sure enough, as he expected, Tianxuan's saint's green silk flew and flew in the air. She just stared at his feet and didn't do anything to him. She was watching this strange footwork.
"brush"
After a long time, Ye Fan rushed back and went into the bronze ancient coffin. The saint Tianxuan fixed her figure and looked a little gistful, as if she was trying to recall.
"The old madman is not dead yet. I don't know if he is your brother or your uncle..." Ye Fan said.
Silently, the saint of Tianxuan left, and she reached the top of the holy mountain with a shake, and then disappeared into the abyss.
This time, when Ye Fan came back, he began to retreat. He refined the silver moon fruit and the red fruit like a heart.
The haze flows, and the fragrance hits his nose. For half a month, Ye Fan has been flowing with crystal light all over his body, as if he wanted to fly away, the golden blood is surging, and the ocean-like essence is surging.
The most amazing thing is that he sat cross-side down there surrounded by pictures of Taoism, mysterious and unpredictable, like a god, integrating with heaven and earth, leading the path into the body.
Ye Fan did not move. The road scars in his body slowly healed, and the incomplete fragments of the law of heaven and earth were very effective for him in this ancient world.
"brush"
He opened his eyes and shot out two blazing divine rays. In the past half month, he has refined three silver moon fruits and melted two heart-like fruits.
"If each divine fruit is refined into two or three, the wound of the road will definitely be removed!" He was full of energy, and the incomplete road pictures were constantly branded into his body. "
Ye Fan stood up, came to the coffin in front of the coffin, and shook it hard.
"Clind!"
Moved, he actually pushed the little coffin!
Ye Fan's heart was shocked. What was in the coffin? He lifted the lid of the coffin hard to open it to see what was inside.
"Buzz!", the moment the small coffin moved, the big coffin shook for a while, and all kinds of bronze engravings flashed, especially the starry sky picture, which was even more strange, like a real sky emerging and the stars flashing.
The vast sky, the endless starry sky, cold and dark, lack of vitality, and silence is the eternal theme.
The vague ancient road of the starry sky was like a silk thread and flashed quickly. Ye Fan was really shocked.
The ancient road of the starry sky is endless. Who is laying the casting and what kind of distance is it leading to? Is it the ancient star of Ziwei or a more ancient and mysterious star domain?