Chapter 1511 Ancient Fairy Road

The road to immortality? Ye Fan was shocked. Even if there was some doubt in his heart that this place might have something to do with immortals, he couldn't help but be surprised to see such a road!

The old girl wants to reopen the old road, chisel through the chaos, reproduce the ancient land, and restore the appearance of this small world before it collapsed.

There is no doubt that this is very difficult. Chaos destroyed everything here, and now it is a desolation, and this pure land has been completely cut off.

The road to immortality millions of years ago, whether it was the early Taigu or the end of the mythical era, cannot be verified. Someone here wants to enter the fairyland, breaking this small world, causing this scene.

"Who are those people?"

Names come to Ye Fan's mind one after another. Is it the ancient emperor, the emperor of heaven at the end of the mythical era, or the immortal emperor?

There is no doubt that those who set foot on the road to immortality will shake the past and the present.

I just don't know whether it was a failure or a success. Looking at the appearance of this place, the emperor's array was grinded, and the road to immortality was also broken. At that time, it must have been extremely fierce.

"Finally, it has become the past..." Ye Fan sighed softly.

If you want to enter the fairyland, you need the right time, the right place, and the strength to be strong, which is indispensable!

Where is the road to immortality in this life? No one can really be sure. This place is just an immortal relic, witnessing the glory of the predecessors and the desolation behind the scenes.

All the old girl can do is to open up chaos, restore the pure land world in the past, and find out the clues left by the road to immortality millions of years ago.

It is impossible to enter the fairyland from here. With the change of time, the place will naturally change, but this place is undoubtedly a treasure with fairy light.

"The people in those years were invincible, and they must have penetrated the fairyland, otherwise no fairy light would fall into the world." The old girl said.

Naturally, there is reason to suspect that the Arctic fairy light is the aura of the fairyland. In those years, some people broke the unbreakable barriers. Let the breath of that world surge.

These fairy spirit or Ruixia are sealed in chaos. For a long time, they occasionally overflow a wisp and appear in the outside world.

"This is a powerful person. I've seen the fairyland!"

Ye Fan sighed that Xue Yueqing also embarked on the road to immortality and broke the barriers, but he was old and weak and no longer brilliant. He finally fell on the road and failed to enter the world.

What about this person, will it be the same? Break through the fairyland, but finally on the bloody road? This is very likely, because this place has completely collapsed, and the emperor's array has almost been wiped out.

Ye Fan looked at Tu Fei and sighed. He knew that it was not the right time to come this time. Tu Fei's creation was not finished, and he was still in the transformation. It is not suitable to take away.

A violent fluctuation of consciousness came, and Tu Fei couldn't move and couldn't speak. He was sealed in Xuanbing, but the divine consciousness had been awakened for many years. At this time, he recovered and was extremely excited.

"Little leaf...is it really you?!"

"It's me, I'm here to see you." Ye Fan whispered.

"I'm a living dead person now. I can't move. I really want to go out!" Tu Fei's body was mastered by the fairy light. It has not really been refined, and it can't be moved yet.

"Wait slowly. Sooner or later, there will be a day when you are born." Ye Fan comforted.

"Where is the dog that should be stabbed? I'm going to kill it! This bastard, unreliable bastard..." Tu Fei was full of resentment, and he himself had a big mouth. At this time, he naturally couldn't control it. He sprayed randomly and scolded the Black Emperor.

"Peng meat is delicious. Or is donkey meat delicious? Tu Fei's thinking can't be based on common sense. He was just scolding the Black Emperor, and the next sentence is to eat.

"What's wrong?" Ye Fan asked.

"I'm hungry."

Ye Fan: "..."

"How many of those saints have you got? Don't do all the harm. If you don't agree as a brother, leave me a few!" In addition to his big mouth and thick nerves, Tu Fei quickly had another turning point, which made Ye Fan speechless for a while.

After being trapped for so many years, this guy's nature is still hard to change.

"Xiao Yezi, you can't do it. You haven't even finished Yao Xi. You haven't seen the saint of Yaochi for more than a hundred years. It's shameful to waste it!" The big mouth began to spray again.

"I just woke up, don't worry about it, okay!" Ye Fan has a big head.

"I want to drink Wudao tea."

"Your grandfather's, can you think normally? Don't jump around!"

"Does the Black Emperor still wear floral trousers? Change a dog skin for him!" Tu Fei's mind was erratic again.

“......”

After his mind jumped endlessly, he finally fell silent and was very quiet. After a long time, he sobbed and said, "Liu Kou is dead..." He cried loudly.

This is his true love. Several small bandits bowed together. Liu Kou was his good brother who lived and died together. As a result, he did not send a journey, and he was very sad.

Ye Fan understood that Tu Tian and the old immortal had come here and told Tu Fei everything about the outside world. Naturally, there were wounds and pains in his heart.

After crying for a long time, Tu Fei calmed down, slowly talked to Ye Fan, asked a lot of questions, and finally sighed and wanted to go out immediately.

The old woman took Tu Fei as a disciple and passed it on to him the Silence of Immortals. It is said that this is likely to be the Taoism of the ancient Tianzun, a skill stamped from a sacred monument dug from the ground.

Tu Fei has been sleeping for so many years, and not waking up is also related to this. This kind of environment, this kind of fairy light, coupled with this kind of skill, is really suitable for him.

Finally, they talked about the road to immortality. The old girl pointed out that the Xianfu world in Zhongzhou must also be the right place, and some people even really entered the fairyland from there, because the world has not collapsed so far, that is to say, the ancient road did not collapse at that time.

"I'm going to go there to see what's going on in the deepest part." Ye Fan said that in those years, he was limited to strength. He could not go deep and was blocked in the periphery.

In that place, the immortal emperor and the emperor have been buried, with coffins left, but there are no corpses. They have entered and exited the small world. Death may not be true, but it is true to become immortals.

Ye Fan stayed here for three days and talked a lot about the past, which made Tu Fei's mood fluctuate violently. He did not participate in killing the emperor, breaking into the ancient road of the human race, etc. Unfortunately, he couldn't wait to go out immediately.

However, his skills are too special. After three days, he directly "silent" and fell into a deep sleep and became a living dead. A special practice course has begun.

It snowed heavily. Ye Fan said goodbye to Tu Fei and the old girl, left the ice field, and braved the wind and snow all the way south.

Finally. He returned to the eastern wilderness and entered the small world of the King of Green Jiao.

The king of Qingjiao passed away before heaven and earth changed, and now there are the Peacock King and the Red Dragon King sitting in the town, leading the demon clan, but no one has come to bully them.

Silent mountain peak, there is a grave in the depths of the pine forest, lonely. The earthen bag is not very big. There is a stone tablet engraved with the name of Qin Yao.

The cold wind blew, and the fallen leaves fluttered. Ye Fan felt very cold. He stood quietly in front of the grave and put down the flowers in his hand. Suddenly, there were white petals flying in this place. It looks very desolate.

Ye Fan sat on the cold ground and stayed alone for a long time. What did he say? As time goes by, people have returned to the loess and can never come back.

In the life of a monk, he not only has to experience a lot of life-and-death battles, but also has to face the life and death of many relatives and friends. The more powerful the monk is, the more he will have to face in the future.

Song Tao woo, this place is very desolate and lonely. There is only such a lonely grave, which makes people sad.

I don't know how long it has been. Ye Fan just stood up. The wind is strong, and the pine waves are bursting, like a sad voice, like crying.

He rushed out of the small world of the Qing Jiao King with a strong wind, and did not go to see the Red Dragon Taoist, the Peacock King, etc. I just want to get out of here and run with all my strength.

"Whose flower is this?" A woman appeared, which was the golden swallow of the past, but now she is much more mature. Looking at the wind that disappeared in the distance, she said, "Is that the man here, Sister Qin Yao? The person you once missed has come to see you. I heard that he is about to be invincible in the world."

"My brother Jin Yu died, and Brother Kuzhu also died because of beheading the road. Now only the three of them is Brother Bai Feng. If we have a choice, how will our road be different?" Jin Yan left the mountain.

Ye Fan is now a person who can be killed by the first-level sage. He is extremely powerful, has a formula for practice, and has the speed of the world. Even if the territory of the earth is vast, it is nothing in terms of his current cultivation.

He did not use the platform, but directly opened his legs, squandered his vigorous blood, and rushed to Zhongzhou.

I don't know how long it took for him to slow down. He has entered the boundary of Zhongzhou and slowly calmed down his mind.

The mountains are undulating, like dragons dormant, bursts of purple steaming, like a land of immortals, magnificent and beautiful.

This is the fairy mountain where Qishi Mansion is located, which is magnificent and colorful.

Ye Fan went straight to the mountain gate and came here to recall a lot of memories of the past. A personal hero rushed through the customs with his strength and entered the Qishi Mansion. Only he guarded outside, never entered the inside, ate the mount of the disaster, shot Yan Yunran, and even played against Wang Teng.

"Oh, who is this person? Why do you look a little familiar?"

Today's Qishi Mansion, although some heroes have been sent away into the starry sky, it has not been closed, and there are still five heroes in the clouds.

As soon as Ye Fan came in, he attracted the attention of some people. They looked sideways and looked this way.

"He is... Holy Body Ye Fan!" Someone recognized it and screamed.

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise in the Qishi Mansion. Many people appeared and watched in this direction. Now Ye Fan's reputation is so great that even Mount Xumi has almost been flattened. Needless to say anything else, it will naturally cause a sensation as soon as it appears.

"It's really him. I heard that he is about to become the Great Sage, and he can cut off the first great Sage, kill all the ancient roads of the human race, and return to the Big Dipper."

In Qishi Mansion, there are people who used to be with Ye Fan's generation. After seeing him, they can't help but feel bitter. Compared with him, their realm has fallen far behind, like two generations.

"Senior Ye, what is there on the ancient road of the human race?" A very aura little girl ran over. She was only twelve or thirteen years old. She looked like a porcelain doll and was not afraid of his prestige at all.

"Senior, tell us about the ancient road." Other young people also gathered around.

This is the next generation, more than a hundred years away from Ye Fan's generation, just like they were in those years.

However, there are twelve or thirteen-year-old dolls among them, which can't help but surprise people. Presumably, their qualifications must be extremely outstanding.

Ye Fan took a few closer glances and found that this porcelain doll-like girl was similar to the little Shami seen in Ximo Lantuo Temple. She had excellent roots and extraordinary talent, which was rare in the world.

"Whose child are you?" Ye Fan asked pleasantly.

The porcelain doll was very cute and said, "My mother and Elder Ye are old acquaintances."

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