Chapter 1490 Mystery
Ye Fan walked forward, accompanied by Zhang Wenchang and climbed the low mountain.
The stream is rittering, the vine climbing the wall, the fragrance of grass is mixed with the smell of moist earth, and this place is natural and pure. The terrain ahead is flat, a pool is clear and bright, and the shore is wildly scattered, and the fragrance is blowing.
A child sat there quietly, his face full of tenderness, as if thinking. He was very beautiful, more beautiful than a girl, and his starry eyes were a little brighter, like a fairy boy, detached from the dust.
"Ding"
He seemed to think about it, and a pair of delicate fingers began to pluck the strings, ding ding-dong, like a spring dripping, and like the moonlight, sweet and light, making people quiet.
After a while, the sound of the song changed, and it became more and more detached, like a fairy hitting the fairy stone, clear and pleasant to the ear, moving the four fields.
The whole mountain area became clear for a while, and the front of the pool seemed to be quiet, detached, without a trace of tack, and many huādu bloomed in the sound.
One bird after another was attracted, wandering on its head, falling around the guqin, singing around him, and being led by its fascinating sound.
"What's his name?" Ye Fan asked softly.
This child is similar to Hua Yunfei, and there is even no difference. Even the sound of the piano is so superb, and his temperament is so outstanding.
"Hua Yunfei." Zhang Wenchang said.
The same person, the same name, make Ye Fan's mind move, is it a similar huā, or is there another secret?
"The name is the same, but people are no longer." Zhang Wenchang explained that this is Hua Yunfei's younger brother, who was born in recent years and was given the same name by the Lord of Star Peak.
In the front, the star peaks are towering and taller than other mountains. Whether it is day or night, there is a large area of silver and white light falling from the sky, which is the power of the stars.
"Zhang!"
Just now. The child stopped the sound of the piano and stopped. A pair of black gem-like eyes looked at them puzzledly and stared at Ye Fan. I don't know when they arrived.
On the star peak, a middle-aged man's clothes fluttered and crossed the waves. When he arrived here, he landed on a low mountain.
"I have met Senior Hua." Zhang Wenchang saluted.
The Lord of Star Peak is really dusty, dressed in blue and loose hair. Hua Yunfei in the past was four or five like him. He looked calm, nodded, and then looked at Ye Fan.
Ye Fan faced it calmly. This person is very unusual, but in terms of his current cultivation, he can naturally deal with it calmly without any pressure.
"Yunfei is a good boy. I was grabbed by a pair of invisible hands and couldn't get rid of it. It was because I didn't protect him well. Middle-aged men have infinite sadness.
Ye Fan doesn't know what to say. After all, he killed Hua Yunfei with his own hands.
"I don't blame you. Yunfei wants to kill you first. With such a result, there is nothing to say. I only hate my incompetence, I haven't guarded his childhood, I haven't seen the desire of a child, and I haven't seen his sadness and sorrow. The middle-aged man whispered.
This young child's name is Hua Yunfei, which is enough to explain the problem and place the sadness in his heart.
** The child got up and came over quietly. He looked at Ye Fan and said, "Have we ever met? Why do we seem to have known each other?"
Ye Fan was shocked and showed an incredible look.
"Yes, you are the Holy Body that people often say, which is quite similar to what I imagined." The child blinked curiously.
Ye Fan was quite restless. Is this a coincidence? Even if they are the same father and mother, they are too similar, especially those eyes, which are generally the same.
"This child only likes the piano. I follow all his choices and let him be a happy piano boy." The Lord of Xingfeng said sadly, and tears slid down his face.
He stroked the child's head, full of pity, but he didn't know whether he was talking to the young son or to Hua Yunfei under Jiuquan.
Ye Fan left Taixuan and sighed gently. All sentient beings are fighting in this world, living, old, sick and dying, happy, angry, sad and happy. How can they escape? He is just a ferryman.
"Be careful and take care of yourself." Zhang Wenchang warned, and today's turmoil, all the saints come, and the road to immortality is about to open. God knows what kind of terrible war will happen.
Ye Fan nodded and said to himself, "The appearance of this child has given me a problem."
"Why?" Zhang Wenchang asked.
"I only believe in this world. But he is the same huā as his previous life after my disciple huāhuā. Is this to shake my belief? Ye Fan said to himself.
"If there is a real afterlife, a piano boy and a reincarnation, this is the best ending for him." Zhang Wenchang said.
Ye Fan left in this way, convering with Ye Tong, Xiao Queer and so on.
"In the afterlife, there is faith, and there is nothing if you don't believe. In the cycle of years, there will eventually be two identical huā in the world. Whether it is the same one or not can be judged by future generations. Ye Fan whispered, and he thought of the words of the old monk in the Western Desert.
He knew that one day this might be a difficult problem on his imperial road that needed to be solved.
Ye Fan has a special feeling for the southern region. When Jiulong pulled the coffin and fell into the ancient forbidden land, he embarked on the road of practice from this area.
He secretly came to Lingxu Dongtian with his disciples and wanted to worship the old man Wu Qingfeng. This was Pang Bo's master and the first person to introduce him into the door.
In the past, I visited many times, but this time I left for too long. I have been separated for more than a hundred years. I don't know how the old man is now.
However, when he came here, he only saw a grave. The old man had passed away for many years and his longevity was exhausted.
The law of life, old age, illness and death cannot be broken. Ye Fan once gave the old man the divine spring of the ancient forbidden place, even this could not break the law of nature.
"Senior..."
Ye Fan stood in front of the grave, sad and lost. His heart was empty, with both sourness and bitterness. He looked sad, knelt down, kowtowed seriously and saluted.
If you don't become an immortal, people will eventually return to the loess, and this should only be the beginning. In the future, the years will run over, and he may see more graves, burying friends and old friends... This is a natural law that can't resist!
This time, Ye Fan lingered for a long time, let Longma, Gu Jinpeng and others leave first and wait for him in the distance. He wandered outside the Lingxu Cave alone, feeling sad.
In terms of his current cultivation, naturally no one can find him, walk through the place where he once practiced, and finally come to the tomb of the Qing Emperor next to the Lingxu Cave.
The tomb of Yang has been broken. That is the treasure left by the Qing Emperor to future generations, and it no longer exists.
And the grave is still the same, and a black deep pool runs through Jiuyou, and it is said that the barren pagoda was once under [town]. The body carrying the Qing Emperor has gone deeper into the region.
"Who?!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan suddenly turned around and seemed to see an old back in front of the grave. He turned into a stream of light and rushed over.
However, when he came close, he saw that the pool was as dark as ink and unfathomable. The people around are empty, empty and silent, and there is nothing.
Ye Fan is surprised. In terms of his current cultivation, can anyone be so faster than him? It's incredible! Is this a real figure, or is it the hallucination caused by the figure of the eunity who led him to the path of practice?
He stood still for a long time and finally left.
Ye Fan took the little sparrow, Jiang Ting, Long Ma and so on all the way north. It attracted the attention of the world. As soon as he came back, he destroyed the Jinwu family, and the storm was huge. It has attracted worldwide attention.
The group of them did not hide their real bodies and went north. On that day, Killing Saint Ziro appeared. Maybe it should be called Killing the Holy King. The old killer had an empty hole in his eyes, which seemed to have a universe opening, and the other eyes were filled with tears.
"I'm back... Just come back!" The rare true feelings of the old killer are revealed. Over the years, he has been haggard, and now he sees that Ye Fan has become a half-step saint. With heartfelt joy, tears loomed.
Who said that the killer was ruthless, and the years dyed frosty hair. He tried his best to ask for Ye Tong and others, but he really couldn't resist the Great Sage. Almost died. .
Later, he went to Ximo again to save huāhuā, and almost fell under Mount Xumi. His old body almost withered and collapsed.
The old knife held his grandfather, and they all had hidden wounds on their bodies, but it was not a problem for Ye Fan at all. The ancient heaven's life spring divine liquid was sprinkled, the luminance point, and the Buddha's mind was exhausted.
"Senior, rest at ease, everything has me!" Ye Fan said strongly, looking west.
On the same day, Yan Yixi, Li Heishui and others appeared and also found them. Ye Fan killed Jinwu angrily, which had already spread. Now it is naturally easy to find when walking on the earth like this.
"Your boy is really back. I thought it was some bastard who wanted to cheat us." Dongfang Ye is as good as the past, wearing a beast-skin suit, ** wearing the upper body, the bronze-colored body is strong, carrying a macevous stick, and the whole is a savage.
He is very fierce. He has already stepped into the realm of the saint. His body alone has the power to capture the dragonfly, and his masculinity is strong like a wolf smoke.
Dongfangye is very powerful, and he can definitely walk horizontally in the same realm of the Holy King, but such a person suffered a great loss in the western desert and almost died.
Fortunately, he has a special physique. After several years of recuperation, he has recovered.
Ye Fan laughed and punched him.
"Yezi, you owe me a divine girl. When will you pay it back?" Li Tian came forward, still like the past, evil spirit.
"How many ancient god girls are there? How many have they been leveled?" Ye Fan laughed and said.
"I'm not interested in them, but I like a few masters in Ximo, who are brilliant. Unfortunately, the group of monks are too careless. A group of people are jealous of me and chased me and fled for 300,000 miles." Li Tian grinned and said.
"You deserve it."
Li Tian is still injured. Needless to say, he fell to save huāhu.
Yan Yixi has an extraordinary temperament and looks very well. Like Li Tian, she has injuries on her body, but her face is calm and calm.
"Yezi, you are finally back. Brother Monkey has left, and Ji Zi has gone far away. If it hadn't been for Ye Tong and huāhuā, we would have been eager to enter the starry sky to find you." Li Heishui said, revealing his true feelings.
"No hurry, take your time. In the future, everyone will go to the ancient road of the human race." Ye Fan laughed and said, "Gather again. Although there were still some people missing, it was already very lively. He felt the warmth.
Naturally, there are endless words among the crowd. They have talked a lot. One thing is consistent, that is, to curse the Black Emperor and scold the dog for being too unreliable.
"The water in the western desert is deep, and it is really not easy to attack. How strong our heavenly village is. It is by no means a weak person in the world, but in the western desert, it has suffered a lot of losses and almost destroyed the whole army. If you want to go west, you must be cautious and can't fight with blood."
This is the common view of the old friend. Xumi Mountain is a dragon pool tiger cave, which is difficult to attack and needs to be cautious.
Help a friend's book to make an advertisement "The Happy Life of the Islander", the happy life of an islander, Dongying's voice loss, female suborship, power, beautiful women are intertwined... (To be continued)