Beidou and the Eastern Wasteland, the sky is high and vast.
A great avenue of immortal light crisscrosses the sky in the Eastern Wasteland.
Above them, it was Ye Fan and his party who had just hurriedly concluded the transaction with the founder of the Crossing Shinto.
Of course, since the ruthless dojo incident had not happened long ago, the identities of those present were quite sensitive.
This inevitably attracted the attention of the major inheritances in the Eastern Wasteland, so several saints and great saints naturally displayed their supreme magical powers, and also used the power of the Immortal Cauldron and the Sky-Swallowing Demon Jar to cover up the auras of everyone.
Because of this, no monk in the world noticed the group's movements.
"call--"
When the group of people safely returned to Tianzhi Village, they were finally able to breathe a long sigh of relief and slowly let go of their hanging hearts.
"Made!"
The Black Emperor, who was far stronger than ordinary tigers and leopards, suddenly bared his teeth and cursed, looking directly at Ye Fan aside and said:
"Why do I think that anything that has anything to do with your kid will end up being thrilling?"
When he said this, the Black Emperor had already stood up, rubbing his chin, looking like he was deep in thought.
Not to mention, the more Hei Huang thought about it carefully and recalled the past, the more he felt that this was really the truth.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Upon hearing this, Ye Fan naturally immediately expressed strong condemnation of the Black Emperor's "feudal superstition".
At the same time, the dragon horse with an extraordinary steed on the side, whose body was as red as fire, also took the initiative to speak, but it was not aimed at Ye Fan, but Duan De.
"I'm curious, why does the founder of the Shinto Way keep flirting with you, a grave digger?"
Ryoma said with a suspicious look on his face.
The Black Emperor next to him, after being reminded by Long Ma, suddenly opened his eyes like bells, slapped Ye Fan's thigh more fiercely, and exclaimed:
"Don't say it, don't say it!"
"I think that guy has a very good attitude toward this damn fat guy. He must have some hidden agenda!"
Due to the Black Emperor's carelessness, Duan De caught his weak point - the bare tail, so he quickly changed his tune.
"You damn dog! As expected, you can't spit out ivory from your mouth, so you know how to throw dirty water on me, Master Dao!"
Although Duan De's tone sounded tough, he was secretly whispering in his heart.
In fact, Duan De had an inexplicable feeling in his heart the first time he saw the founder of the Crossing Shinto.
Is it possible that they are really old acquaintances?
Of course, even if there is an old friendship between the two, it is probably a matter of Duan De's "previous life".
At this moment, similar thoughts emerged in everyone's minds:
Ming Zun's method of reincarnation and becoming an immortal is really weird.
Fortunately, everyone present was extraordinary and quickly put all these "trivial matters" behind their minds and raised their eyes directly to look at Mark.
The latter was not prepared to make any excuses, so he immediately took out the rotten wood that recorded the former secrets and the scroll of the Dao-cutting Heavenly Technique for everyone to read.
For a moment, the sound of heavenly sounds boomed here, accompanied by the ups and downs of spiritual thoughts as vast as the ocean.
It's easy to say that the heavenly power of cutting down the Dao is worthy of being a scripture created by the Supreme Heavenly Lord of the generation. It is truly mysterious and wonderful, and is almost spiritual and immortal.
Even those who are not monks in the way of the soul can still benefit a lot.
As for the secret of the former word, just as the ancient sage of Toshinto said, if there is no destiny, it will even be difficult to get started.
Even Ye Fan, who was holding the Bodhi Seed in his hand, rarely encountered obstacles in his enlightenment and practice.
However, Ye Fan also had a premonition that he was not destined to be destined.
Could it be that the time just hasn’t come yet?
"Mad! I don't believe it anymore!"
I saw that the Black Emperor's forehead bones were glowing, as if he was preparing to force a breakthrough.
"Woof——"
However, after a wailing cry, the Black Emperor's hill-like body fell to the ground.
I just don’t know whether he succeeded in getting started or simply passed out.
In contrast, since the time has not yet come, Ye Fan is not in a hurry to practice and realize Taoism.
After reading the Defeating Dao Tian Gong once and understanding it clearly, Ye Fan left directly.
Now, he has other important things to attend to.
…
After leaving Tianzhi Village, Ye Fan traveled across the void one after another and traveled among many sects in the Eastern Wasteland to contact old friends who came to Beidou in the Nine Dragon Coffin.
Except for a very few people who no longer have any worries on Earth, or who have a new life in Beidou, they all expressed their willingness to return to Earth with Ye Fan.
As for those classmates who were unwilling to leave, Ye Fan did not force them.
However, for reasons of confidentiality, Ye Fan still tried to use the secret technique of Defeating Dao Tian Gong to erase the memory of his visit from their minds.
Finally, Ye Fan returned to the Northern Territory and came to a fairy land not far from the legendary ancient mine of Taichu.
Looking into the majestic mountain gate from a distance, the origin of heaven and earth is so strong that it cannot be dissolved. There are also towering divine peaks, continuous spiritual mountains, exotic flowers and grasses in full bloom, and clouds steaming and glowing clouds.
Not only that, but there is also a supreme majesty that towers over the mortal world, which makes all visitors feel awe.
Ye Fan naturally knows this very well. This is the aura of the avenue that falls independently from the West Emperor Pagoda in Yaochi.
Later, Ye Fan repeated his old trick, pretending to be a visitor to a friend, and successfully met Liu Yiyi.
Originally, the trip went more smoothly than he expected, but on the way out, he encountered trouble.
I saw a fairy with a beautiful face, breathtaking beauty, and a swaying mind, descending gracefully and landing in front of Ye Fan. It was the Saint of Yaochi who had met several times before.
The moment he saw this person, alarm bells rang in Ye Fan's heart.
At the same time, he was also secretly glad that he had arrived at Yaochi this time. To ensure that everything was safe, he had brought with him the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar and the space formation carved by the saint himself.
If he just wanted to leave, it would not be difficult for him.
Therefore, Ye Fan was in a leisurely mood and looked at the Saint of Yaochi opposite.
The other party's skin is like gelatin, as bright as the bright moon, and her eyes are as charming as autumn water. She really looks like a fairy from the Nine Heavens.
Seeing Ye Fan pretending to be lustful, the Saint of Yaochi chuckled:
"Brother Ye, you don't need to be like this. I, Yaochi, had a good relationship with a certain Yuantian Master in the past. Your Yuan Technique has not yet reached the state of transformation, so naturally you can't hide it from me."
Hearing this, the expression on Ye Fan's face did not change, but he couldn't help but complain crazily in his heart.
At the same time, far away in the southern region of the Eastern Wasteland, in the Immortal Burial Ground beneath the Shaking Light Holy Land, a creature covered in red hair suddenly opened its eyes and scratched its head.
Seeing that Ye Fan was silent, saying that he was still worried, the Yaochi Saint immediately explained:
"Brother Ye, don't worry. I, Yaochi, are not very interested in the inheritance of the ruthless emperor. I have something else to ask for this time."
After hearing the words of the Yaochi Saint, even Ye Fan couldn't help but show a look of surprise.
Yaochi can be said to be one of the three deities. Now that Emperor Wu Shi is still in the world, even among the extreme inheritance that has traversed the human world, Yaochi is definitely among the best.
How could such a transcendent power seek help from a young monk like him?
However, Ye Fan had a gut feeling that the other party had not deceived him.
In fact, they really don't have this need.
After just thinking for a moment, Ye Fan nodded:
"In that case, please ask the fairy to lead the way."
Seeing Ye Fan agree, the Yaochi Saintess also showed a sincere smile on her face:
"Brother Ye, please come this way."
With the Holy Maiden of Yaochi leading the way, Ye Fan naturally had a smooth journey and soon arrived at the core area of Yaochi.
I saw that not far ahead, there was a crystal clear fairy pond, accompanied by thousands of rays of light and auspicious colors, the avenue was rumbling, and the source of life as strong as the ocean was surging.
There is no doubt that this is the Yaochi from which this holy place gets its name.
On the side of Yaochi, there is an ancient flat peach tree. The bark is cracked and as vigorous as a horned dragon. The tree is full of crystal green leaves, dotted with two or three fruits as red as clouds, and the faint aura of immortality permeates the air.
This is not the legendary immortal flat peach tree, it is just a divine root grown from a peach stone, but it is far beyond the ordinary Medicine King.
Under the flat peach tree, there is a stubborn stone with nine orifices, which is swallowing the essence of heaven and earth and absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.
In it, it seemed to be pregnant with a fairy spirit, spreading with some inexplicable energy.
Having a panoramic view of this situation, Ye Fan couldn't help but complain in his heart: