Chapter 143: The Legend of Li Ran (Chapter 1)

Chen Fan's face changed, this foot was actually sinking? Doesn't this mean that this is hollow below? Before Chen Fan could figure it out, with a bang, this mountain had already collapsed!

At this moment, the whole Mount Tai shook! Fluctuations spread in all directions!

All of a sudden, everyone was shocked.

In the Thundercloud Temple, the old man couldn't help but raise his head, looking around with a confused expression. ……

Chen Fan never thought that under this Mount Tai, there would be another mystery! Chen Fan almost stepped on the air, and with a bang, this piece of mountain collapsed, and Chen Fan, the other three people, fell down in one breath!

"What is this?"

Chen Fan was shocked, and as soon as the person fell, Chen Fan suddenly discovered that this was the remains of the ancient tomb!

The three people fell, Chen Fan got up in confusion, and on his side, Pang Yuan was vomited blood from the fall, which was more than 20 meters high, if it weren't for the fact that the three of them each had their true qi to protect themselves, and if they came to another person, there was a high probability that they would have been killed.

Chen Fan's eyes swept over, raised his eyebrows slightly, first looked at it vigilantly, and then stretched his eyebrows.

In the pattern of this ancient tomb,...... Insignificant.

"How is it, are you okay?" Walking aside, Chen Fan first picked up this Pang Yuan, it seems that he is really worried, this small secular world, where can there be so many real tombs, it is already a miracle to see that Taoist friend last time.

Looking at this, the bluestone is secluded, and a tunnel leads in from an unknown place until the entrance of this stone cave. And the entrance of this stone cave was completely sealed by a stone wall.

This is the entrance to an ancient tomb, and from Chen Fan's eyesight, it is unremarkable.

"Ahem, Mr. Mo, is this place?" Pang Yuan struggled to get up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out first, even though he was a Heaven Rank master, he fell down so suddenly, and his body was greatly unbearable.

At that moment, he breathed out first, his breath was a little uneven, and he had to stop and meditate first to recover.

"This is such a big pattern!" The first of the five uniques, Li Qingyuan was shocked.

At the moment, he just reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were vigilant, and he looked around at this tomb, and then, an unbelievable color burst out of his eyes, and falling from this high altitude was insignificant to him.

At this time, his breath was only slightly uneven, but when he saw this pattern, he was shocked!

Ancient monks, how could they be buried like this?

For example, when he was alive, he was a generation of five peerless peak masters, but in fact, he was only the peak of the grandmaster, and he had not yet passed the three calamities, and truly reached the innate realm above the three calamities.

After his death, he was actually just a piece of loess.

Like this, magnificent, openly built a mausoleum, built into an ancient monk's cave-like existence, this has no identity, no status, can be buried in?

Li Qingyuan didn't dare to imagine!

Breathing rapidly, he walked to the cave, Li Qingyuan looked carefully, and carved a tombstone in front of the cave, with a few words on it, but it did not reveal the identity of the true owner of this ancient tomb.

But after Li Qingyuan read it, he was already shocked, "Could this be a Cultivator of Transformation Strength?"

Above the congenital, it is the strength!

What a terrible old demon this is, sitting here?

In fact, in this world, it is not that there are no living old monks, but this kind of old monks are extremely rare, most of them live in the heavenly and human realms, and occasionally a few of them are also hiding in the deep mountains and old forests.

A cultivator who transforms his strength, his longevity can even reach two hundred years old!

In the eyes of the world, this is already a living immortal!

This is the most distinct boundary between monks and mortals, Jingwei, and further on, the innate monk, the soul crosses the three calamities, but in fact, it is nothing more than that, the longevity is the highest, and it is not more than one hundred and fifty, and it is generally one hundred and three, and it is also sitting.

In some of the Taoist halls, some old Taoist priests can still live to this year.

But when it comes to this realm of transforming energy, it is different all of a sudden, and this realm becomes very terrifying as soon as it jumps, and it is two hundred years to live, isn't this a living fossil? But this is not to mention that Chen Fan ignored it, in his previous life, Chen Fan's life was a whole thousand years, and looking at this little cultivator, he naturally would not have any feelings.

In Chen Fan's eyes, this kind of realm is just a bigger ant.

Li Qingyuan looked up to the sky and laughed for a while, and some beards under his chin trembled slightly, "God-given opportunity, God-given opportunity, Daoyou, why don't we join forces?"

Li Qingyuan turned his head, glanced at this Chen Fan, and said with a fiery breath, "How about it, this great opportunity is in front of us, why don't you and I join forces and plunder the things in this mausoleum?"

"The things in this, we are fifty-five, and afterwards, you and I will become famous, just look at this time!"

Li Qingyuan's breath was extremely hot, and this was probably the only chance in his life to reach the pinnacle! How could he not cherish it? At that moment, he couldn't help but speak a little faster.

Because he knows that such a big movement, in the end, will inevitably attract the watchful eyes of some masters.

And around here, it's the Cangxuan Sect!

It won't be long before the people from the Cangxuan Sect will come in!

On one side, Pang Yuan had already climbed up, panting roughly, with a hint of shock in his eyes, and couldn't help but look around, "This is ...... , the mausoleum of the cultivators?" Pang Yuan couldn't help but be horrified.

In the last mausoleum, Chen Fan didn't tell him that it was a real person's mausoleum, otherwise, he would have to be scared to death.

Of course, this is said again, even if this is said, they probably won't understand, above this world, the highest level that can be understood, that is, the Baodan monk, the ancient Baodan monk, forming the golden pill, is the pinnacle of all Taoists.

And above that, Xuan Ying, it's not like that.

Xuanying, a thousand-year-old monster, an immortal body, this is almost a myth in the eyes of all monks, I have never heard of it, but I have never seen it, but Chen Fan knows that it is not so simple, this world seems to be more complicated than he imagined.

Although, looking at it, there are just little ants everywhere, but there has been a myth here!

Chen Fan's eyes couldn't help but be slightly shocked, for example, Lao Tzu Li Ran!

The Taoist creator of the world, Lao Tzu sent a letter to Guguan in the west, and since then he has not known where he has gone? As far as Chen Fan knows, Lao Tzu has left the realm of heaven and man!

Chen Fan even found traces of Lao Tzu's departure on the Northern Tribulation Star, this Taoist founder, a pedantic celestial, God knows what realm he has reached.

I'm afraid, it's still above the real people!

Shaking his head, he gradually retracted his thoughts, and now that he was thinking about these things too far, Chen Fan pondered for a while, and then said, "Yes, but, I want this." Chen Fan pointed to the thousand-year-old Lei Jiaomu Road on this side.

Chen Fan was not interested in this small tomb of transforming energy, but this thousand-year-old Lei Jiao wood was the last medicinal material that his daughter needed.

It's not that Chen Fan doesn't want to fight, but this Li Qingyuan refining spirit nine realms, even if Chen Fan has the heart to fight with him, he has no heart.

Li Qingyuan glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze, and only nodded impatiently, "Okay." He despised it, how could this person have such a vision, and he turned a blind eye to such a big opportunity in front of him.

But I was interested in this little medicinal herb.

"This stone gate weighs 10,000 catties, and I can't open it with my own strength. In front of this door, Li Qingyuan tested the hardness, couldn't help frowning, and immediately said, "You and I work together, hurry up and blast this away, delay for a while, and the people of the Cangxuan Sect will arrive!"

Li Qingyuan was a little anxious.

This 10,000-jin stone gate, even if you find a modern army to blast it, it is not so easy to deal with it for a while, but at the moment, these two are almost the pinnacle of combat power in the secular world, but they plan to smash this stone gate with their bare hands.

"No, I don't. After taking back the thousand-year-old Lei Jiao wood, Chen Fan walked to the stone gate with his hands behind his back, and glanced up and down, this Li Qingyuan was still slightly stunned, a little secular trick, in Chen Fan's eyes, it was nothing.

A few seconds later, Chen Fan said, "Here." Saying that, in this Li Qingyuan's shocked gaze, this mechanism has been opened, boom, this stone door has opened......