Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 609 The Second Saint

The dark clouds went away, the stars were scattered, the moonlight was scattered, the hills were quiet, everything seemed like nothing had happened.

Ye Fan came to the old tree step by step, this ancient pine was at least over 4,000 years old, the trunk was hollow, the pine needles were sparse, and it was almost dying.

At the root of the tree, there is a bluestone, which is only one meter six or seven meters long, just like the length of the old Taoist, it is very smooth and somewhat extraordinary.

\ "Once under the pine tree, sleep on the pillows and stones. There are no calendar days in the mountains.

Ye Fan was stunned, this old Taoist man was still alive, and the world had changed to sangtian. He sighed, how old is he?

He strode back towards Xiaodaoguan and came to the Huangtu Grave, observing the source Tianshenjue, at this moment his spirit shivered.

Under the loess, the tattered Daoyi is still there, and the old wooden hairpin is still on the side. It hasn't moved a cent and has remained in its original position.

\ "How could this be ..." Ye Fan felt a little hairy in his heart, which had already disappeared, and no longer existed, but why did he only see him again?

Just now was an illusion. The dark clouds appeared, the old Taoist became manifest, and then disappeared inexplicably. It was very real. Those words still seemed to echo.

\ "It ’s not the residual imprint of the consciousness, because I heard the real voice." Ye Fan returned to the viewpoint and walked on the low mountain. He was very puzzled.

The night sè is like water, and there is no special sound except for the night bird's cry. It can't feel a little stranger's breath, and it is even less likely to have magical power.

Is full of doubts in his heart, but there is no way to solve it. In the end, he can only continue to meditate. He believes that no matter what a strong man is, there should be no malice to him.

Ye Fan retired here, and for a long time, most of the months passed, and he quietly realized the Tao before sitting on the Taoist temple every day.

This is a pure land that returns to the original, away from the hustle and bustle, but there is no lingering breath, everything is natural, just like the same elegant ink painting.

Occasionally woodcutter sang during the day, sometimes Orion would chase out some beasts from the depths of the mountain, roar the mountains, Ye Fan's heart was empty, and appreciate all this.

These days, he has caught a strange way mark, the dwarf mountain Yunling, without taking dragon's marrow, already has a mysterious feeling, both body and mind.

\ "The Land of Transfiguration, as the earthland of the world, if it is learned by a great religion, it will be immediately occupied, and the Tianluo formation will be laid down, becoming a forbidden place where outsiders cannot get involved."

Another night came, the dark clouds rolled, almost reaching the top of the mountain, the five fingers were dark, the lightning flashed, and the heavy rain poured down.

There was a rain curtain between heaven and earth. Ye Fan stood in the Taoist temple and observed the world in the rain. Occasionally Dianmang crossed the dark night sky, and suddenly saw a bright rain world.

\ "Boom"

Lightning chaos, in a flash, more than one hundred silver awns appeared in the sky and earth, through the sky and the ground, endless heavy rain poured down, and the mountains in the water were instantly clear.

But then, into the boundless darkness, the lightning disappeared, only the heavy rain poured, and nothing else could be seen, terrible late night, a person, there was an unusual atmosphere.

\ "Boom"

Is another thunder, with hundreds of thousands of golden snakes flying, so that the vast sky and earth are blazing, and the mountains in the distance are clearly visible.

\"That is……"

Ye Fan stood in front of the window and suddenly changed his face. He saw the old Taoist again, still in the ragged coat, with a wooden hairpin inserted in the bun.

At this time, he sat cross-sat in the heavy rainy night sky, with a mouthful of breath, thousands of electric lights all submerged in his mouth and disappeared.

\ "Boom"

Heavy rain fell like a waterfall, water was everywhere in the world, and lightning was even more violent. This time the thunder and lightning came down, and thousands of them fell together.

\ "So many lightnings are comparable to the Great Heaven Tribulation ..." Ye Fan murmured.

However, to his surprise, the old Taoist was still the same action. When he opened his mouth, tens of thousands of lightnings disappeared instantly and all rushed into his mouth.

\ "This is too ... perverted"

Ye Fan has changed. He has experienced several days of catastrophe, and he can resist without fear. However, he also has to pay the price. When the flesh is often cut, why was it like the old man who sucked all at once?

It was like the night of the heavens. There was no trace of thunder and lightning. All of them were sucked into the body by his mouth. It was not like a catastrophe, but it was like absorbing water.

\ "Boom"

Endless thunder falls, the sky and the earth are white, all kinds of thunder disasters appear, the earth, fire, wind, and water disasters come down, and there are also hún chaotic heaven and thunder.

And at the top, there is an ancient sky, some human-shaped lightning haunts, intertwined, and chaos on the sky dome.

\ "Could it be possible to swallow such a big disaster?" Ye Fan did not believe that the series of such disasters had reached an unimaginable situation.

He once saw the sky formed by lightning. There were humanoid mangoes walking around, but he had never experienced it. He knew that there was endless terror.

However, at this time, the old Taoist man was still as old as he was. When the heavy rain poured down, the lightning flooded the sky. He just opened his mouth and sucked all the thunder into his mouth.

\"Is that human being?"

Ye Fan was covered with cold hair, and he fought against the Heavenly Tribulation when he went through the disaster.

This is terrifying, it can't be calculated, there is no reason, especially the sky formed by lightning, and the human form of thunder, how terrible and terrible, but it was also swallowed.

Lao Taoist appeared out of thin air before breaking the Taoist Temple. It was almost incomprehensible. The light in the mouth was infinite. It turned into a pill and slid into the abdomen.

Ye Fan is stunned, this old man is really terrible, have those thunder robbers turned into pill?

Between heaven and earth, the lightning disappeared, except for heavy rain, the rain curtain fell in the dark night sky, and the sound of water was everywhere.

Ye Fan was motionless and looked quietly at the old Taoist man. He was afraid that if he made a noise, the person would suddenly disappear like last time.

\ "Hundreds of thousands of autumn in the sea, the yellow hair of Daohua is long forever, a dream is thousands of years, where is the rugged fairy road ..."

The old Taoist whispered, sitting on the bluestone, motionless, integrated into the night and rain in the world, no glory, even less power, raindrops scattered all over the body, but not wet.

This is definitely a master, Ye Fan shocked, he felt that he might have met a saint

He thought that there was only one old madman sanctified in the world. He never thought that Zhongzhou also had a deity. His words were unpredictable and his realm could not be estimated.

\ "Senior ..."

He walked into the heavy rain and called softly, very pious and respectful, but the old man remained unmoved and closed his eyes like a stone.

Ye Fan was cautious and tried to sense, and found that the thin old man was sitting on the bluestone, close at hand, but he could not sense his existence.

\ "No, it is not a spiritual imprint, but there is no substance ..." He was startled, because at this time Yuan Tianshen's eyes opened, which was a phantom.

Suddenly, the old man stood up and walked straight towards him. He was startled, but there was no movement. If a saint wanted to shoot, all masters except the old maniac could not be stopped.

\"brush"

The old Taoist went straight to Taoist Temple and touched him, spreading out like air, running through, and then slowly disappeared.

\ "Not a real person, he ... still died." Ye Fan was dazed.

Then, he carefully inspected this low mountain in the heavy rain and found a lot of magnetic rocks, which is an iron mine.

\ "Yes, I understand ..."

He thought of the reports he saw on the other side of the starry sky. There were figures in the ancient tombs and ancient soldiers fighting in the Grand Canyon. Everything seemed real.

In fact, all these pictures are just the reappearance of the past. Rocks with magnetism in nature, etc., can play back these "past events" under certain conditions.

Ye Fan was extremely sorry that he had missed an ancient sage, only two years later, he could not see him, and his way had reached an incredible situation.

Refining Heavenly Tribulation into Pills, this method is not even recorded in ancient books, but I can imagine what situation he forced into, but it is out of the Heavenly Tribulation that interwoven the ancient heavens.The terrible degree is unimaginable.

\ "A saint is sitting here silently, no one knows, none of the five major domains knows, besides the old maniac, there is a saint in Zhongzhou ..."

Ye Fan sighed, this may be the real master. There is no such thing as the dominance of the world [covering the sky]. With such a world-building practice, no one knows it and sits in the mountains.

\ "This is the realm of the saint"

Compared to other monks, this kind of person is far away. Such a person has already seen the light red dust, has nothing to remember, and only has a heart for immortality.

Ye Fan knew that it was a ghost image, and paid more attention to staying here for a long time. If he could see all kinds of spiritual practice, it would definitely be a great opportunity.

The time is in a hurry. After two months have passed, Ye Fan is meditating, silently enlightening the Tao, refining the dragon's marrow, and a breakthrough is imminent, which may soon provoke the sky-tribulation.

However, during these few days, it was difficult for him to calm down, because he saw several pictures and got an amazing message.

When the old Taoist muttered to himself, he referred to the Nine Secrets, who was born in an ancient family and mastered a Secret

Of course, only a few words are not enough to prove that Ye Fan was connected through various clues, which is the result of his speculation, not necessarily true.

Despite this, he still gave birth to bōlan in his heart. The Nine Secrets almost broke the lineage. There are only three or four in the world. Today, accidentally getting a secret secret in Zhongzhou is of great importance.

\ "Cai Family, Zhongzhou does not have such an ancient family ..." Ye Fan murmured to himself. Before coming to Zhongzhou, he had carefully studied the situation of the major forces, and there was no Cai Family.

\ "Is it a hidden family?"

\ "Or the Cai family that was at its peak and died out suddenly?"

These days, there are thunderclouds in the sky from time to time, Ye Fan thinks he might take that step.

On the same night, Yue Lang stared out, and he saw the figure of the old man again, but he only saw it five or six times before and after. He paid special attention.

\ "It would be nice if he could hear him say a Taoist recipe, or recite one of the Nine Secrets ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ye Fanqipan, but he knew that it was almost impossible. The fact that the word is not left is enough to see its mentality, it is too transcendent.

\ "What is not in the world, the gains and losses will not last. It is suitable to drink in the atrium of the house, and I have seen it for eight thousand years ..."

The old Taoist had a trace of sadness this time. Unlike the past, he walked around the Taoist Temple for three weeks, then looked up to the West, and finally came to the back of Taoist Temple.

\ "His tone ...... Why is it like this, and how does it seem to be dying?"

Ye Fan's heart shook, this old man has lived at least eight thousand years old, and has been away from home for eight thousand years, which is really scary

Must be a saint, there will never be any mistakes, otherwise there will never be such a Shouyuan, and it is the pinnacle of it.

The old Taoist found an empty space behind the Taoist temple, dug a dirt pit, calm and natural, walked in step by step, and buried himself.

This coincides with the original Huangtu grave, and it is one place.

\ "Coming is no trace, no trace, go together with the coming. Why do you need to ask more about the floating life, only this floating life is a dream ..." These are the last few words of the old Taoist people, and they disappeared in the world between.

\ "This ... is the ancient saint" Ye Fan can only sigh these words.