Money in the heavens

On such an ancient star, there is nothing but the five-colored ancient trees, and it is difficult to see a single living creature.

At this moment, the sudden sight of the five-colored altar and a one-armed old man in green clothes can be imagined to have a huge impact on the few people.

The five-colored altar is not very big, because the crystals in it are too small, and it is impossible for the huge stones weighing thousands of pounds like those on the ancient star of Mars and the ancient forbidden land to appear.

It is hard to imagine how old the tree king needs to be to produce such crystals. I am afraid that it will take a saint to cut it down, or even a quasi-emperor to do it himself.

The old man in green clothes is tall and slender, with a thin face. He looks like a Taoist immortal, without a trace of worldly air, and has a very ancient and natural feeling.

Why is there such an old man, alone here, what realm has he reached to build such an altar!

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You know, Black Emperor once said that only the Great Emperor can write the array pattern of the five-color altar. Others have no chance at all, and they can't understand it.

How powerful is this person? He built the altar alone, which made him feel shocked. Could he be a Great Emperor?

This absurd thought came to his mind, making him feel very scared. The ancient Great Emperors have always been only legends. How can they meet if they can't see the real person?

"It shouldn't be the Great Emperor, otherwise how could it be a broken arm? Such people have already gone against the sky. Not to mention the broken limbs, even if they are broken into pieces and their consciousness is extinguished, they can be repaired."

He secretly speculated, did not approach, but just watched from a distance, for fear of alarming it.

The five-color altar is very small, no more than three meters long, but it consumes a lot of five-color crystals, most of which are no bigger than pigeon eggs. If it is piled up like this, I don't know how many tree kings have been cut down. ♦♦  ☞♦

“Such a small five-color altar may only be used to cross one person. Is he going to leave? Where will he go?”

In the dark and gloomy universe, it is not easy to find an ancient star with life and see a person. Ye Fan and his companions could not calm down.

The three of them were far away from the five-color altar and were still retreating, because they did not know the depth of the one-armed old man’s cultivation and were afraid of being sensed by him.

However, even if they restrained their aura, the old man looked over, his eyes dim and expressionless.

The three of them froze and stopped, and then hesitated for a moment and strode over. Anyway, they had come here. With the other party’s cultivation, it would be difficult to escape.

And with the Immortal Golden Bell, Ye Fan still had some confidence in his heart.

Only the little girl was innocent and seemed to have no idea what fear and danger were.

Until now, Ye Fan was still wondering whether the other party was the emperor, because the words of the Black Emperor were too profound, and only the ancient emperor could build the five-color altar.

"Return to your homeland, you can't bury your bones in a foreign land..."

When he climbed the giant mountain and came to the five-color altar, he heard such a voice, which kept echoing like a magic spell.

Ye Fan was surprised that the old man's mouth was not open, but the voice was clearly ringing here, as if it came from ancient times.

"Senior..." Ye Fan called, but the other party didn't even look at them, and kept correcting the altar.

"Return to your homeland, you can't bury your bones in a foreign land..."

This sentence kept echoing beside the altar, like a spell, as if it would never stop.

Gradually, the three people realized that something was wrong. Not only this voice, but also this old man had problems. This didn't seem like a real person.

"God's thoughts!"

Suddenly, the three people were horrified, and the hair on their bodies stood up. He felt a special aura, belonging to that kind of evil spirit.

Ye Fan stepped back. There was no mistake. This was a supreme god's thought. That kind of fluctuation and that kind of divine power were very similar to the one he had seen on the ancient star of Mars before.

The former was the evil thoughts of the Great Saint Body after death. What kind of existence was this old man in green created after sitting in meditation?

"How could there be a god's thought on this ancient star?" Ye Fan felt cold from head to toe, and kept communicating with the Immortal Golden Bell in his heart.

Zixia and Ji Ziyue noticed that the broken arm had the breath of thunder tribulation on it. It was probably broken by the punishment of heaven, which was difficult to regenerate. It was attached with the power of mutual restraint.

"Who can bury me in my hometown?" In front of the five-color altar, the ancient sound continued, like an indestructible obsession.

Several people stopped, and Ye Fanyuan's eyes shot out light, and saw a phantom, not a physical body standing in front. The old man in green was very unreal.

"Hey, this is..."

This god's thought has changed, and now only a wisp of obsession is left, not a tangible invincible god body, which made him both surprised and relieved.

"Dang~!"

The sound of the bell enveloped the entire ancient star like a heavenly sound, and the golden light shone from Ye Fan's body, covering the four people.

After two years, the Immortal Golden Bell finally digested and absorbed the Dao Jie gold in Ye Fan's sea of ​​suffering, and based on it, it completely awakened its own immortal gold secrets.

The Immortal Golden Bell has come alive at this time, like a real alternative Taoist, and at the same time has the will of the deceased Great Saint Body, which is his continuation.

As the Immortal Golden Bell showed its power, suddenly, the unconscious old man in green suddenly opened his eyes wide, and shot out two bright divine lights, like two torches, hitting the sky, and seemed to be temporarily awake.

The old man in green stretched out a big hand, instantly cracked the earth, until the center of the ancient star, and took out a sealed sarcophagus.

"Sun Emperor~!"

A heavenly voice came from the Immortal Golden Bell, and then a supreme force fell from the Immortal Golden Bell, and the green-clothed old man's originally somewhat illusory figure suddenly solidified!

Ye Fan and the other two were also extremely shocked. They did not expect that the green-clothed old man who was stranded in this nameless ancient star was actually the Sun Emperor, and his emperor's corpse was buried here.

Zixia said:

"The Sun Emperor came from the ancient Ziwei Star. He wants to go home. Our next stop may be Ziwei!"

With the help of the Immortal Golden Bell, the green-clothed old man seemed to have his own consciousness and was no longer about to disappear like before.

"The Holy Emperor has made great contributions to the human race, and he should not be buried in a foreign land!"

The voice of the Immortal Golden Bell reached the ears of everyone, obviously hoping that they could bring the coffin of the Sun Emperor back to the ancient Ziwei Star.

With the help of the Immortal Golden Bell, the five-color altar was naturally opened easily, and the coordinates were exactly the legendary ancient Ziwei Star.

A small tower appeared between the eyebrows of the old man in green. Although it looked simple and quaint, it faintly radiated a trace of imperial power.

"The Sun Emperor Tower!"

Ji Ziyue exclaimed.

The Sun Emperor Tower vibrated slightly, as if communicating with the Immortal Golden Bell, and finally dropped a few rays of light to merge into the eyebrows of the four people.

Little Nannan did not change much, but a colorful light lit up at her eyebrows, as if helping her repair the hidden injuries left over countless years.

Ye Fan and the other two got the legendary Sun Emperor Scripture, which was passed down by the gods and perfected by the Sun Saint Emperor in his later years.

The five-color altar was gorgeous, and the five kinds of divine light formed a two-meter-high small gossip, forming a space wormhole, sucking everyone and the coffin of the Sun Saint Emperor in.

"Ziwei Ancient Emperor Star!"

Ye Fan looked through the deep space wormhole and saw a large purple star blooming with divine clouds, fixed at the end of the eternal void.

Is that the main star of Ziwei in the legend of ancient Chinese mythology? Ye Fan was very excited. The ancients had given it too much mystery, and now it was possible for him to go to that star region.