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The dazzling sword light suddenly came, attracting many disciples to watch, and when a group of guard disciples saw the comer, they couldn't help but put down the movements of their hands, and surrounded them with their mouths.

"Senior Brother Ye, you're back."

"Senior Brother Ye, morning."

After greeting the disciples with a smile, Ye Fan walked towards the Yuqing Hall with countless reverent and admiring eyes.

Passing by Hongqiao, Ye Fan couldn't help but pause, without him, just because a white figure walked towards him, "Senior Sister Lu." ”

Hearing this, the figure of the person who came suddenly paused, nodded at Ye Fan with a cold expression, and left on his own, looking like this, he didn't plan to have any ideas for communicating with Ye Fan.

The bunch of rhetoric that Ye Fan had just prepared was held back one after another.

"Hey,"

Looking at Lu Xueqi's distant back, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh a little, if there is no accident, this woman who is as cold as a fairy is afraid that she will be lonely for the rest of her life.

It's just that I don't know, what was the reason for the sword dance that night?

But what does all this have to do with you? Ye Fan smiled self-deprecatingly and continued to walk towards the Yuqing Palace.

Coincidentally, Dao Xuan Zhenren happened to have time today, and after a period of greetings, Ye Fan said his intention: "Master, the disciple plans to enter the Illusory Moon Ancient Cave for retreat. ”

"Phantom Moon Ancient Cave?"

Dao Xuan Zhenren's originally warm face suddenly became serious, and after looking Ye Fan up and down a few times, he asked tentatively, "Fan'er, your Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao has already cultivated to that point?" ”

"Yes, the disciple had an occasional encounter in the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, and after three days of enlightenment under the wordless jade of Tianyin Temple, he finally cultivated the Taiji Xuanqing Dao to the peak of the Shangqing Realm, this time, the disciple is trying to break through to the Taiqing Realm with the help of the Phantom Moon Ancient Cave."

"Shhhhh

Hearing Ye Fan's definite answer, after feeling the breath of the same root and origin on his body, Dao Xuan Zhenren's mood could no longer maintain that indifferent appearance, and the whole person trembled unconsciously.

It's too Qingjing!

It is almost a legendary realm, and it can only be achieved by cultivating Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to the extreme.

And Dao Xuan Zhenren and Wan Jianyi can be regarded as unique geniuses in ten thousand, and it has taken hundreds of years to cultivate to this realm.

And what about Ye Fan?

Cultivating so far, it has not been more than thirty years, how amazing this is!

To say that it is a genius, no, a ghost, is simply an insult to this talent!

"Master?"

Seeing that Dao Xuan Zhenren was deep in thought, Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, but still interrupted him with a voice. The Illusory Moon Ancient Cave is a very important matter, and under normal circumstances, without the permission of the Dao Xuan True Person, even if it is the head of each vein, it is not allowed to enter.

And if Ye Fan wants to maintain the identity of this Qingyunmen disciple, Dao Xuan has to pass this level.

However, if Dao Xuan Zhenren really didn't allow it, then Ye Fan would also take other ways to achieve this goal.

Say a thousand ways and ten thousand, the sky and the earth are big, and the power is the greatest!

If Ye Fan had the strength of the Qingye Patriarch at this moment, not to mention Dao Xuan, even if a figure like the Beast God and Shura came, he would dare to step forward and break his wrist, for a long time!

Not to mention entering some small Phantom Moon Ancient Cave.

Finally, in Ye Fan's expectant eyes, Dao Xuan Zhenren spoke: "I agreed to this matter." However, you have to remember that you must be cautious when breaking through the Taiqing Realm, and being a teacher will not be able to help you in this regard. ”

"Go ahead, be careful."

"Yes, Master, the disciple is retiring."

Looking at Dao Xuan's earnest gaze, Ye Fan secretly wondered if he should find an opportunity to reveal the contents of a few volumes of Heavenly Books to Dao Xuan after breaking through to the Taiqing Realm.

People are not grass and trees, since Ye Fan has received the resources of Qingyun Sect, then he should also repay the sect at the right time.

Kindness must be repaid, which is also one of Ye Fan's criteria for dealing with the world.

The mountain behind Tongtian Peak, the ancestral hall of the patriarch.

The soft sunlight shines on the majestic hall, which looks solemn and mysterious. The ancestral hall still looks gloomy, and the glimmer of those ever-bright lights and incense candles still pays tribute to the souls of countless ancestors of Qingyunmen.

Everything here is as Ye Fan remembers, except for an old and lonely figure.

Perhaps because of Wan Jian's death, the stone steps and open space in front of the ancestral hall were covered with dead leaves. Seeing this, Ye Fan secretly frowned and walked into the ancestral hall.

After a while, a white figure stepped out of the main hall, with a handsome and extraordinary face, with a peaceful smile on his face, and there was no sharp sword in his hand, but a broom made of bamboo.

The brooms flew one after another, and the fallen leaves were swept aside little by little, and occasionally some of them were blown up by the wind like disobedient children, stubbornly wanting to return to their original places, but they were also swept back again by Ye Fan with a smile.

After cleaning up, Ye Fan walked into the ancestral hall again, and in the main hall, there were countless spiritual platforms of Qingyun ancestors' predecessors, and the lights and incense candles were lit up and turned off, and the faces of the people who illuminated them were also gloomy and uncertain.

Those candle flames, like countless eyes, silently watching the people who come to worship, can't help but make people feel a little gloomy.

However, Ye Fan, who has come more than once, is a little surprised by the atmosphere here.

I saw that before he first came to the altar, he picked up a brand-new incense candle from the incense table in front of the altar, lit it on the other incense candle, and replaced the incense candle next to him that was about to burn out.

Then he lit three sandalwood sticks by himself, came to a tablet, and bowed respectfully three times.

Different from other tablets that obviously seem a little old, the handwriting on this tablet is clearly visible, and the five big characters on it are even more vigorous and powerful, and the pen is a dragon and snake.

"The Spirit of Ten Thousand Swords and One!"

Ye Fan knew that these words were written by Dao Xuan Zhenren himself, and he was also very curious about the rather complicated relationship between the two.

However, as soon as Wan Jian left, I am afraid that only Dao Xuan Zhen knows it, and Ye Fan can only hide this curiosity silently in his heart.

Out of the ancestral hall, Ye Fan turned around and stepped into another path, which was even more inaccessible compared to the ancestral hall of the patriarch.

The cool wind on Qingyun Mountain blows gently, turning the mist of a mountain slowly, like a light veil floating in the dense forest, full of dense woods, evergreen pines and cypresses, dense vegetation, only this mountain path zigzags forward and winds forward, leading to the unknown mystery.

In the depths of the woods, there is still a faint sound of birdsong, and there is a calm atmosphere everywhere, and even the air is filled with a cold smell.

In such a quiet environment, the inexplicable melancholy in Han's heart quickly calmed down.

So much so that when he looked up for the first time and saw the words 'Phantom Moon Cave Mansion', facing the world-famous realm, there was no trace of strange expression on his face, as if he had seen an ordinary cave.

And in fact, in front of Ye Fan, it seems to be just an ordinary cave,

The entrance of the cave, which was half higher than ordinary people, about seven feet wide, appeared on a gentle hillside, surrounded by green vines and thorns, and even a few branches hung down from the hole, and the vines were gently shaking when the mountain wind blew. And just under the green vines, the stone above the entrance of the cave was engraved with four characters:

Phantom Moon Cave Mansion.

Quietly looking at those four words, the handwriting that has gone through the years of wind and frost, as if he is also staring at himself silently. Ye Fan didn't speak, didn't sigh, and the next moment, he stepped in.

It's like stepping into the past......

There is no imaginary depth and length, what appears in front of Ye Fan is just a simple and unpretentious stone room, and you can see all the decorations in the cave at a glance.

A few stones were piled up in the corner of the wall, and there was a faint moss in the slightly moist place in the corner of the wall, the only difference from the outside of the cave was that it was very quiet here, and when I walked into the cave, it seemed that suddenly everything was quiet, as if it was cut off from the outside.

Retracting his gaze from the surroundings, Ye Fan's gaze finally fell on the stone wall facing the entrance of the cave.

In the flat stone wall, there is a stone slab Taiji pattern, which is the only thing in this cave that can be related to Qingyunmen.

Ye Fan took a deep breath, walked up, and stopped in front of the Tai Chi pattern.

There are many signs of damage on the Taiji diagram, which is obviously a thing of a long time. Looking at this thing silently, Ye Fan's mind slowly echoed with the mantra taught by Dao Xuan Zhenren.

The next moment, he gently placed his hand on the Tai Chi pattern.

A faint blue light emanated from between Ye Fan's palms, it was the breath of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao that belonged to him!

Although Ye Fan has thoroughly integrated the four volumes of the Heavenly Book, he has always been based on the Taiji Xuanqing Dao. Absorbing the essence of the Book of Heaven, according to his own understanding, he re-forged his own Taiji Xuanqing Dao!

As if a person who had been sleeping for a long time finally woke up, the peace in the stone chamber was suddenly broken by a distant soft sound, as if the whole cave house sighed softly, something began to turn, and then, the Taiji diagram also lit up with cyan light.

At the same time, the Tai Chi pattern begins to turn.

After turning from left to right for exactly a week, there was a sudden 'stuck' sound in the stone wall, and everything stopped, Ye Fan withdrew his arm and waited quietly.

The silence disappeared in a moment, and a dull and rumbling sound sounded in the cave, and just to the right of the Tai Chi pattern, a crack in the shape of a ring suddenly appeared in the stone wall that was originally intact, and then slowly rotated and parted to the side, revealing a secret hole.

It's just that above the entrance of the cave, the strange gas in the shape of water mist is rotating rapidly, and it is hazy and mysterious inside, like a huge abyss that chooses people to devour, without hesitation, Ye Fan stepped in.

One-step.

Two steps.

Just when Ye Fan thought he was safe and sound, a strange scene suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Rao was so high that Ye Fan's cultivation was high, and he couldn't help but be in a trance, and at this moment, there was only a half-vast mist left in front of him.

In the illusion, Ye Fan was in an unknown plane, and below, countless people or strange beasts with powerful aura bowed their heads and bowed to him.

In an instant, an inexplicable feeling came to my heart.

Not only that, Ye Fan found that it seemed that by raising his palm, he could destroy everything in front of him!

"Hey, it's amazing how it feels like you're in control."

After a long time, Ye Fan opened his eyes and felt all this with interest. Although his inner intuition kept telling him that all this was fake and illusory, there was still an inexplicable temptation that lured him into it constantly.

"It's a pity...... False power, but a flash in the pan! ”

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Fan took a step lightly, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth changed!

The world was spinning, and it was a familiar and somewhat unfamiliar scene.

In the crowded subway, Ye Fan was groggy and leaned against the handrail, but this time, there was no mysterious old man beside him.

Commuting, getting off work, grocery shopping, cooking.

The ordinary life day after day almost made Ye Fan think that he had always spent it like this, and all kinds of magical experiences in the past were just a dream.

Fortunately, the coldness in his right hand made him sober up in an instant, and in the face of many fantasies, he took another step.

The tide slowly receded, the deafening and terrifying sound disappeared, and the silence returned to Ye Fan's side, in the void, echoing only his footsteps.

Alone, alone.

All kinds of things in front of him turned into a vast mist again, and a slight coolness came, making Ye Fan can't help but open his eyes. At his feet, an ancient and bright ancient mirror had shattered into several pieces, falling from the wall and scattered to the ground.

And around Ye Fan, there were quaint cave walls and hard rocks, and it was only ten steps away from him walking into that magical cave.

In front of him was a desolate Gobi that was so huge that there was no end in sight, and on top of the desolate Gobi, there was an altar.

The dark gray boulder is the seat, there are steps on all sides, there are seven floors up and down, there are seven huge pillars on the altar, divided into seven colors, each one is dozens of zhang high, it takes three people to surround it, ordinary people look like ants on this altar.

In the center of the altar, there is also an ancient tripod with an ancient form, which seems to suppress the leylines of the entire Qingyun Mountain.

Without hesitation, Ye Fan stepped onto the altar.

A simple long sword, upside down on the hard stone seat, the long sword has a peculiar texture, like a stone not a stone, like a jade not a jade, the form is clumsy but there is a majesty, it is the ancient sword of Zhuxian.

"Choke,"

At the moment when Ye Fan stepped into the altar, the ancient sword seemed to have spirituality, and with a swish, it floated in front of Ye Fan.

The next moment, Ye Fan slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

Five fingers, close!

"Boom!"

Like a thunderclap, it suddenly exploded in his ears, tearing the entire sky apart, the lightning rushed wildly, the wind and clouds rolled, and the phantom moonlight above the sky was magnificent, and the colorful lights kept shining, converging into a huge pillar of light, falling from the sky, enveloping Ye Fan's figure.

"Ah......h

A long howl sounded into the clouds.

Ye Fan's whole person suddenly soared up and landed on the altar, seven colorful pillars lit up at the same time, the pillars of light were like dragons, tossing vigorously in mid-air, as if they were cheering and roaring.

In the depths of the brilliance, Ye Fan's figure seemed to be a little blurry, and he saw his movements vaguely, and slowly raised the Zhuxian Ancient Sword.

As the ancient sword ascended, the wind and clouds above the sky rotated more and more rapidly, and the colorful qi sword representing the power of the peerless immortals reappeared, looking at the world, unstoppable!

Around the Heavenly Giant Sword, under the light of the phantom moonlight, a row of huge golden fonts slowly appeared in the empty void world, each of which was a hundred zhang high and the size, straight down from the sky to the ground, which was extremely spectacular.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs!

The wind and clouds are turbulent, the world is bleak, and in the depths of the brilliance, that gaze is deeply staring at the sky and the earth!

(To be continued.) )