Chapter 46: Conscience

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"Roar!" As soon as the strange fluctuations came out, the mountain seemed to sense something, and a beast roar came out from the inside of the mountain, the roar was earth-shattering, but with a trace of hatred, and more of a panic. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Poof. After the beast's roar came, Yang Fan bore the brunt, and his entire body was as if it had been cut by countless blades, cracking countless cracks, but a roar was terrifying.

"Uh-huh. Yang Fan snorted in pain, and finally couldn't stand, and the whole person was half-squatting on the steps, dripping with blood and flowing all over the ground.

"Hahahaha, what a world is unkind to all things as a dog, good! good!" The old voice came again, as if with endless pleasure and relief.

Yang Fan propped his hands on the ground, unable to answer the old words at all, and even the wrinkles on his chest began to fade gradually.

"Have you lost consciousness? Even so, you won't fall! I didn't expect that there are really people in this world who can cultivate a perfect physical body. At this moment, countless points of light appeared, and the figure of an old man was condensed.

The old man's face was wrinkled, and his eyes were dim, and anyone who looked at it could tell that this was an old man who was about to die.

It's just that the moment this old man appeared, the tremor of the entire Dao Mountain instantly stopped, and the water cage that was pressing on Yang Fan's body completely collapsed.

"With the realm of bone refining, holding on to this ethereal stone step for so long, even in ancient times, it is unique, and it is even more incredible now that this cultivation method is incomplete. The old man muttered, a glimmer of light flashing in his dim eyes for the first time.

"Hahaha, God, have you seen it? My Formation Sect will never stop!" The old man looked up to the sky and laughed three times, facing Yang Fan a little in the air, and a little bit of light shot out, submerging Yang Fan's forehead and disappearing.

"Ask the mountain, ask the mountain, ask the mountain to look at the blue sky, ask the question, ask the question, ask the question, ask the question as difficult as the blue sky, don't ask, don't ask, ask the road is better than the blue sky. ā€

"Boy, whether you can pass this level depends on your own creation, and I, who should have dissipated a long time ago, can finally leave. Old guys, you are still waiting for me, why don't you go back, hahaha, you might as well go back!" the old man laughed, glanced at Yang Fan again, and his body composed of points of light suddenly collapsed.

"Whew. While the old man was scattering, he asked the mountain to continue to whimper, as if someone was crying.

After a while, the glowing Mount Wendao began to dim, and within an hour, the entire mountain seemed to have no soul, covered with mud and rocks that appeared out of nowhere, and became indistinguishable from ordinary mountains.

"Ancestor, let's go. "In the deepest part of the ruins, there is a palace, and in the palace, a body of a misty soul knelt in the direction of the mountain, with a face full of reluctance.

"Where is this?" I don't know how long it took, Yang Fan opened his eyes and looked at the void space around him full of confusion.

"Boy, you're awake, give me your body!" In Yang Fan's horrified gaze, a gray mist swept in.

"Aren't you eliminated!" Yang Fan got up and quickly retreated.

"Hahaha, I've been inside you, watching you all the time, looking for opportunities, and now it's finally time. In your consciousness space, that rope can't get in at all, and no one can save you now!"

"Consciousness space?rope?"

"It seems that you really don't know anything, so you are unlucky to die with doubts!"

"I'm not who I was then. Yang Fan muttered as he looked at the gray mist that emerged, and at the same time, a strange fluctuation spread out in his body.

"It's this abominable fluctuation again!" Gray Mist felt the fluctuations coming from Yang Fan's body, and roared unwillingly.

"I'm stronger, I can protect Sister Cher. Looking at the gray mist that was forced back, Yang Fan grinned.

"In the final analysis, you are cultivating so hard not at all for the so-called protection of others, but for your own sake, don't say that you yourself are so great. Grey Mist stopped in the distance and sneered.

"Fart, I'd rather give up my life for Sister Xue'er, didn't you see it!" Yang Fan said angrily.

"Hehe, I saw it, but you're not doing it for the so-called love, but for avoiding something that is more painful than death, aren't you?" said Gray Mist.

"How can there be anything more painful than death. Yang Fan clenched his fists and said word by word.

"Haven't you experienced it, in your past life!" said Grey Mist with a smirkling smile.

"You!" Yang Fan's face turned pale suddenly, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at the gray mist tremblingly.

"Hehehe, you don't care about life and death, not because you want to protect her, but because you don't want to be alone, you are completely for yourself, you have had that experience, how can there be others in your heart, your heart has long been immersed in darkness. "The gray mist reveals mercilessly.

"Am I not here for Sister Xue'er?" Yang Fan squatted on the ground, pulling his hair, and his eyes slowly lost focus.

"That's right, you're all for yourself, you're the same kind of person as us, come on, come to me. Grey Mist said as he slowly approached.

"Hey, my name is Xiao Xue, I heard my father say that I am two years older than you, and my father asked me to take care of you. ā€

"This is the first time I've met Sister Cher. Xiao Xue's voice sounded crisply in Yang Fan's mind.

"She didn't look down on me like others, but wanted to protect me. ā€œ

"In my memory, I don't remember what my father said, because he really didn't talk much, just looked at me with a smile. ā€

"My mother, who was so gentle, would stroke my head every time I ate and told me to eat more, and whenever I felt that I couldn't eat enough. ā€

"I've never felt this kind of warmth, and I can't imagine what I would be like if I lost it, it would be more painful than death. ā€

"Perhaps, I'm really trying so hard for myself, because I don't want to experience that kind of thing that is more painful than death again, but..."Yang Fan said, and began to choke.

"Compared to them, I would rather fall into darkness myself forever than let them be safe, and now I am not afraid of death, let alone the hopeless loneliness, because I am not alone. Yang Fan shouted frantically.

At the same time, the veins on his chest seemed to sense this desperate emotion, and began to spread wildly, connecting to his chest in his waist and abdomen, and the strange fluctuations erupted even more violently.

"Damn, but I'm not going to dissipate, I'll be back. "The gray mist was directly dissipated by the impact of strange fluctuations.

"You're awake. At that moment, an old voice sounded.

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