Even though he lost a lot in that turmoil, Jing Aiguo's patriotic feelings were still not lost, and the only thing that was difficult to let go of was the suicide of his wife and best friend.

It was an irreparable tragedy caused by that painful era.

Jing Aiguo looked sad, but there was an incomprehensible firmness in his eyes, Yang Fan glanced at him, and at this time he had some respect for him.

Perhaps this is what people often call faith, and with faith, you have the courage to live.

Yang Fan sighed lightly, and flicked his fingers into a ball of life essence into his body.

He didn't want to discuss whether that era was right or wrong, and he didn't want to care, because many things can't be simply divided into right and wrong, and if you want to blame it, you can only blame yourself for not being born in that era.

Or complain that he is not strong enough, otherwise, those so-called tragedies will not befall him.

Yang Fan saw it very thoroughly and understood very well, it was nothing more than the law of the jungle, the weak have always been trampled on the soles of their feet and the object of oppression, and the tragedy is basically doomed.

"Hoo ......"

Fusing the essence of life that Yang Fan had entered into his body, Jing Aiguo exhaled comfortably, looking at Yang Fan in surprise, with an indescribable shock in his eyes.

"Little comrade, are you a Taoist priest? or a fairy ......?"

Jing Aiguo was really surprised, in his time, these were swept into the garbage heap of history, known as the existence of feudal superstition, Jing Aiguo himself actually didn't believe it very much, but what he saw and heard today had already subverted his worldview.

The world is certainly not that simple.

Jing Aiguo secretly said.

"You ...... It can't be an immortal from Yingzhou, right?"

Jing Aiguo's voice suddenly raised.

Looking around again, this place is very strange, they were sent to explore the fog and accidentally fell into this strange place, and according to the information gathered from some fishermen, this place is very likely to be the place where the legendary overseas immortal mountain: Yingzhou is located.

Coupled with Yang Fan's unknown and almost immortal methods, Jing Aiguo immediately connected them with the Yingzhou immortals.

Looking at a few people, Jing Aiguo's eyes flashed with extremely bright brilliance, Yang Fan, Lei Yin Zhenjun, and Emei Ancestor didn't speak, and the middle-aged driver coughed dryly and said: "Old comrade, you think too much, we all came in from the outside like you, but the three seniors are all fairy-like characters, and what you said is actually not wrong." ”

To say that with the identity of Yang Fan and the three of them, they are really like immortals in front of ordinary people, Lei Yin Zhenjun and Emei Ancestor are both human immortals in the Erhua realm, and Yang Fan's cultivation is definitely stronger than the so-called heavenly immortals on the whole, and it is not wrong to say that they are immortals.

Hearing the middle-aged driver's explanation, Jing Aiguo sighed, as if he was a little disappointed, and just when he was about to ask a few more words, he suddenly saw Yang Fan's expressions change, as if he was attracted by something else.

Jing Aiguo also looked over, and under this look, his mouth immediately opened wide, and he was extremely surprised.

I saw that hundreds of meters away, the sky seemed to suddenly crack a hole, and after this opening, a behemoth that looked like a dragon but not a dragon, and a python and not a python suddenly appeared.

The point is not this behemoth, but behind it is a jade coffin dragged by it, this jade coffin is white, like a jade Taishan, huge to the extreme.

"This is Yin Changsheng's coffin, this is a real immortal coffin!"

Emei Ancestor couldn't help but lose his voice.

"This is indeed the coffin of the Yin Immortals, and there must be supreme treasures in the coffin. ”

Lei Yin Zhenjun also shouted, his eyes showing extreme excitement.

"Is this the coffin of an immortal, will an immortal die too?"

The middle-aged driver was shocked, but Jing Aiguo said something strange next to him.

Lei Yin Zhenjun glanced at him disdainfully and said, "What's so strange about this, you should have heard of the five decays of heaven and man, right?" That is to say, immortals will also die." ”

Yang Fan nodded secretly when he heard this, he didn't know if the real immortal would die, but the so-called immortal of the heavenly court would definitely die, and the legend of Yin Changsheng was just a heavenly immortal, that is, a monk equivalent to the Jindan realm of the heavenly spirit world, and it was not surprising that he died when his longevity was exhausted.

In the Heavenly Spirit World, in fact, there is no such thing as becoming an immortal, but detachment, with Yang Fan thinking about it, when he reaches that realm, maybe he can really break away from the restriction of longevity and live forever.

It's just that with his realm at that time, although he had reached the peak of cultivation, he was still far from true detachment, and he even fell without even knowing where the path of detachment was, that is, in the Heavenly Spirit World for tens of millions of years, he had never heard of anyone who had reached this realm, so it can be seen that it is difficult to achieve immortal detachment.

Yang Fan nodded secretly, but his eyes couldn't leave the huge white jade coffin, as for the behemoth, Yang Fan didn't pay attention to it at all, it was just a python corpse, and it couldn't turn over any waves.

The corpse of the python pulled the jade sarcophagus coffin from the broken space and fell from the sky, the huge corpse that was thousands of feet long, coupled with the huge white jade coffin, this scene undoubtedly shocked everyone, of course, everyone else except Yang Fan.

Especially Jing Aiguo, his eyes are about to pop out, with his insight and decades of life experience, how could he have ever seen such a scene, almost completely subverting his worldview and all previous cognitions.

"Miracles, this is miracle ......"

Jing Aiguo said in a very excited voice, if he hadn't been stopped by the middle-aged driver, he might have been unable to hold back at this time and ran over to study one or two.

"No, stop. ”

Emei Ancestor couldn't hold it anymore, and rushed up to the coffin with a palm in the air, wanting to break it, seeing this scene, Jing Aiguo almost stopped loudly.

"Stop, this is a national cultural relic, and you can't destroy it. ”

Jing Aiguo rushed forward and began to spit at Emei Ancestor.

Emei Ancestor had long been dazzled by the treasure, where could he be presumptuous here, with a wave of his robe, Jing Aiguo was swept out dozens of meters away.

"Ant-like things dare to stop me!"

Emei Ancestor sneered, with an unconcealed killing intent in his eyes.

The body had not recovered to its best condition, and it was a mortal body after all, and he was hit by the sleeve robe of the Emei Ancestor, and Jing Aiguo immediately spurted blood from his mouth and scattered it dozens of meters away.

But even so, his body was severely injured and almost lost half his life, Jing Aiguo still said loudly and angrily: "You are a crime, you are destroying national cultural relics, stop it!"

Jing Aiguo fell to the ground and shouted loudly, the blood in his mouth seemed to have opened the floodgates, and he kept spitting, but where would the Emei Ancestor pay attention, seeing that he had not made any achievements in two consecutive shots, his eyebrows were horizontal, and he slashed more than a dozen palms towards the white jade coffin.

Bang bang bang!

More than a dozen swords of vitality like the sword of the gods slashed on the white jade coffin, making a heaven-shattering sound, but to the great surprise of the Emei Ancestor, this was enough to cut through a thousand-meter building, smash a hundred-meter mountain peak, and fell on the white jade coffin In addition to a fierce collision sound, it did not cause any damage to the coffin, and not even a white mark was left.

"How is this possible? This is an attack from my eighty percent cultivation. ”

Emei Ancestor exclaimed in disbelief.

Lei Yin Zhenjun glanced at her mockingly, with contempt in his eyes, while Yang Fan frowned slightly, and then returned to his indifferent expression.

This coffin looks ordinary, but in fact, the protective power is really not to be underestimated, the coffin is indeed made of white jade, but on its surface, there are countless small runes, at a glance, it is a defensive circle laid by the owner of the coffin.

With the strength of Emei Ancestor, if you want to break through those magic circles, it is obviously a little worse.

And from Yang Fan's point of view, if you want to violently break the protection of the jade coffin, you must at least reach the Jindan Heavenly Immortal, and obviously, Emei Ancestor is still far from Jindan.