Shrouding the Heavens

Huang Nitai was rough and clumsy, but the handwriting above was very clear, condensing the marks of a quasi-imperial emperor, and Lao He and the Master Migu stood in the distance trembling.

Ye Fan studied carefully and watched what happened later.

The sea has turned into mulberry fields, and Rong Chengshi, as a tribal leader in the ancient times, lived in the spring and autumn period, and his natural force became deeper and deeper. In this state, there is already an invincible posture, but it is always undocumented and requires a chance.

He was only on the road, but there were only two pieces of residual pictures on his body. There was no office near the immortal land, and he died for nine years outside the area and almost fell.

Later, after several decades, when Shou Yuan was going to dry up and his life was about to end, he accidentally broke into a sacrifice place in the forbidden area, which was even worse.

Ye Fan was shocked in his heart, but that was a quasi-imperial. In this invincible world, he almost died. How difficult was that road?

Rong Cheng's stayed in that sacrifice place for several months, his body was withered, and his human form was almost gone, and he struggled to break out. He did not give up and still chose to move forward.

However, even though he was in the sky, he never saw the original "Birthday Fairy Land" at all. He was trapped in the restricted area for eighty years.

It's very special there. The interweaving patterns of Daxian Xian marks can destroy everything. His quasi-imperial weapon is broken and it is difficult to survive.

In the eighty-first year, often when the fire of his life would be extinguished and the light returned to the light, there was an unexpected turn. He showed an immortal medicine in the forbidden place where he was born.

"Really made!" Ye Fan could only sigh like this.

However, there is nothing to think about. Since the hope of becoming an immortal can be born, the emergence of an immortal medicine there is also a matter of course.

"There is ..." Kunlun! "Lao He hurriedly called.

In the yellow clay coffin, in addition to the text, there is a carved picture, very detailed and precise, a huge dragon majestic.

This Kunlun Dragon Vessel is exactly the same as that of the Zhonglong Longshan Mountain after nine ancient jade pieces merged together, and it is extremely magnificent.

On the ancient jade block map, it is located in the middle of Yangluo and occupies a quarter of the region, the most extensive.

It is different from Kunlun in reality.

According to the Kunlun map engraved by the ancients, the Kunlun Mountain that we can see today is only a short tail, which is a corner of the main body, and it is very far away.

Rong Chengshi obtained an immortal medicine in the Kunlun Xiandi, and also happened to break out of the forbidden land at the same time. A prospective emperor spent nearly a hundred years, where he almost died, but did not really step into the ground.

He was somewhat discouraged. After returning, the youngest disciple could not hold back the years, and more than ten years passed, leaving him alone. He lived alone in the world, and finally he buried all his disciples here.

The record on the yellow clay coffin ends here.

"I blame him for his final state of mind, and it seems that he is tired of the world and does not want to live, but why is there no body in this place?" Otani suspicious.

Imitating the ninety-nine dragon mountain, built a yellow clay coffin for himself, and buried his disciples here, it seems that Rong Chengshi was tired of red dust and had to end his life.

Ye Fan watched carefully, there were traces of suspicious chemistry on the bottom of the yellow clay coffin, but there was one big doubt, what about immortality?

They searched this place without any trace. The ginseng fruit tree seemed to be steamed, leaving no traces.

"Whether he took the undead medicine or not, there is no record on the yellow clay coffin."

"Whether he has turned away, the traces on the bottom of the coffin are plausible, and he cannot be judged. His life and death are a bit confusing."

After some discussion, there was no final result. I wonder if Rong Chengshi is alive or dead, and it is difficult to draw a conclusion.

It can be seen that Rong Chengshi spent a lot of effort to raise ninety Wulong Mountain, and he really entered the yellow clay coffin and carved these words.

At that time, he must be exhausted and sad. He didn't want to live alone in the world. He lay quietly and died in the coffin, otherwise he wouldn't have it all.

However, what was born later was not known to outsiders.

"Kun Rin" is in Kunlun. "Ye Fan muttered to himself."

"The true Kunlun Dragon Mountain is majestic and high. It is the ancestor of thousands of mountains in ancient times. There are many areas that are mysterious, and humans can't get involved." Otani said.

"Get up!"

Ye Fan shouted and moved the heavy yellow clay coffin upside down. On the other side, two bone fragments appeared, similar to those obtained in the red pine coffin.

He held it in his hands and looked closely. The topography was engraved on it, which was complicated and magnificent, leading to Chengxiandi.

"I already have five broken pictures, so I can use this to enter Kunlun." Of course, he wouldn't be in danger. He wouldn't even be able to carry the prospective emperor.

Based on his current cultivation practice, he can only take a long-term view and explore the terrain initially. It is impossible for him to approach, and he cannot get the "hope" of becoming a fairy.

"There are still words at the bottom of the coffin!" Lao He and the Master Migu were soft-footed in this place, and the prospective imperial machine was too scary. They could not bear it. When Ye Fan lifted the yellow clay coffin, they sat on the ground and watched Clear.

"Maybe the ninth bone is not broken."

There is only such a sentence, this is Rong Cheng's guess, but it has left endless hope for future generations.

"The imperial emperor can't get in, it seems that there must be a complete set of nine pictures, otherwise there is no chance of success!"

Ye Fan took the two bone pieces and moved the coffin back to its original position.

"This yellow clay coffin is a treasure of harmony, but the average person can't move at all, and it's very troublesome to be around." Monkey said.

Lord Otani said: "Still don't fight it, Rong Cheng and his disciples are buried here. This is one of his wishes. If we take away the yellow clay coffin, there may be an unknown disaster."

They left this place until they walked out of the ninety-nine dragon mountain, and they took a breath. The experience of Fang Cai was very special, and the secret of the taboo of the ancients was revealed.

Although they know a lot, their hearts are also filled with more doubts. Who was driving the ninety-nine dragon mountain from an ancient star to another ancient star?

This was a long, simple and long time. Even the ancient emperor lived in the second world for a total of tens of thousands of years. One person could not spend so long.

Rongcheng also had doubts. According to his guess, there must be a terrible inheritance. The incomparably ancient straight survived.

However, this inheritance should eventually decline, especially after Cheng Xian's "hope" was damaged, even more so.

Because, in the following years, he almost never appeared again. When the **** sent the tripod to the earth to repair, if it was strong enough, he would not lose the secret picture.

"Two hundred thousand years ago ..." A dynasty? "Ye Fan murmured to himself, and with a flash of light in his heart, he immediately thought of the feathering dynasty."

He was pounding in his heart. Does it mean that the big brother in his heart when he was a child was chosen after that year, he shouldered the mission of going against the sky and had come to the earth?

He felt a shock in his heart. Ninety-nine of the secrets of the ancient Dragon Mountain might be able to connect with the Big Dipper field.

"Feathering dynasty ..." Yes, most of them really. "

Ye Fan clearly remembered that the name of the feathering dynasty meant that he wanted to teach feathering the flying fairy!

Unfortunately, they failed. Two hundred thousand years ago, they were wiped away from Zhongzhou with one hand and no longer existed.

"Is it them?"

If it were them, it could be explained in many places. It was because they were wiped out and finally declined completely, so the people who came here could not keep the ancient picture.

"The time also coincides."

If the hypothesis is true, the feathered dynasty will be the last force of that ancient heritage, otherwise it will be impossible for no one to appear for so many years.

Ye Fan thought of this, and he was not shocked. How powerful the feathering dynasty was at that time. He almost ruled Zhongzhou. He was respected in the world, and no force could rival them.

However, they have come from endless years, and that ancient heritage is the last and weakest period of power. Because, no matter how you look at it, it is far less than the supreme magnificent power that used to control the ninety-nine dragon mountain from one ancient star to another.

"What kind of inheritance is this?" Ye Fan murmured to himself, the heart was undulating, the vast universe, the boundless starry sky, had too many secrets.

No one can believe that once there was such a behemoth that dominated all this, and it surpassed many ancient stars, making people really creepy.

It is a pity that no matter how powerful the existence is, it can't stop the power of the years. As tens of millions of years have passed, the inheritance like a **** has vanished.

In this world, perhaps only the ancient emperor can step on the avenue without fear of everything! It is a pity that it can only be invincible for 20,000 years, and eventually it will be transformed into soil, and nothing will last long.

"Feathering dynasty ..."

"In the era of whispers, prosperity is incomparable, because people from other ancient star fields come."

"Let me see what traces you have left here!"

Ye Fan's thoughts were firm and he must board the Kunlun fairy land. There are many secrets on the earth, and he came back in this last age, which can be uncovered, and is a rare opportunity.

"Earth fairy, turned out to be a quasi-emperor." Lord Migu also had endless emotions. This, after all, there is no fairy in the world.

"My cultivator, what's the purpose of practicing life?" Lao He Yu was lonely, even the prospective emperor could not see hope, and even the ancient emperor could not become an immortal, and eventually died.

And what about these little monks? I can't see a little light. All day long hard work, lonely to the stone room green, abandon the red dust, retreat and practice. In the end, it is not the same to turn the loess.

This really shakes the heart of humanity. Rather than doing so, it is better to spend a lifetime in that red dust, or to be right in your own time.

"Finally, I have to practice. Since I walked this way, there is no turning back." Ye Fan's words are not high, but he used the way to drink, and pulled their hearts back, otherwise they may bury the ruined Dao. And child.

"Yes, the road that the predecessors did not take is not the end. We want to do something so far, just a tiny water splash in the waves of time, just go your own way.

That should be a question pondered by the great emperors of the past. "

"Yes, our road is still far away, and there is hope in our hearts. Great magicians, saints, and great emperors are all the goals we can work hard for."

The two were alert and quickly adjusted their minds.

However, Ye Fan himself was silent for a while. In this last era, he had nothing to ask for, and success was his only goal. But where is the road? Throughout the ages, there is no evidence of success, and there is no hope.

They walked out of the unmanned area trapped by the ancient array, left Longhu Mountain, and returned to the mortal world, looking at Hongchen, where is the road?

"I want to testify, I want to walk into the starry sky, I want to step out of the fairy road that my predecessors failed to walk out of," Ye Fan said to himself.

The congregation of monks will start. This is what the two lords told Ye Fan ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and he just returned to his residence in the north, and he received the letter of Taoist symbols from the head of Lingbao.

"Go or not?"

Komatsu immediately raised four small paws and raised two small ears, expressing his willingness to go. Ye Fan smiled and touched its head.

In fact, he also wanted to see one himself, because not only can he see some famous monks in the world, but he can also enter the Shangqing School, where the conference is.

The Lingbao School, Tianshi Taoism, and Shangjiao School together called the Zhengyi Church and respected the three Qing dynasties. The Shangqing School originally worshipped the Yuanshi Tianzun first.

"The earliest Zun Yuanshi Tianzun's sect? Is going to take a look at what is wrong."

Suddenly, a Dao symbol flashed and appeared in front of Ye Fan's eyes. The magical symbol sent by Lingbaozhang sent someone to inform someone that he wanted to kill him.

"Hey, someone who wanted to kill me appeared ... He whispered to himself and sneered.

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