readx;? Yang Fan chatted with the fat man for a long time, the dojo with the primordial Dao Venerable in the cosmic galaxy is not very close to here, but it is not particularly far, but it is not easy to get in, and it is rumored that there are starry sky giant beasts guarding that area. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info [Ran^Text^Library]

In the end, the two decided that after the Purple Mountain and his party, they got the opportunity of the Purple Mountain and went to the dojo of the Primordial Dao Venerable together to explore the secrets of the Immortal Gu.

After the fat man left, the fire spirit spoke up, saying, "I never thought that someone would survive"!

"Primordial Dao Venerable, I have never heard of this person's reputation, I don't know what kind of person it is?" Yang Fan said.

"In the years that have passed, countless strong people have been buried by the long river of history, and the Primordial Dao Venerable is obviously such a figure" Huo Ling didn't say anything, just told Yang Fan like this.

Purple Mountain is not particularly far from here, Yang Fan plans to go to Purple Mountain to have a look, because he has been chatting with the fat man for a long time, so it is already dark, but it does not prevent him from going to Purple Mountain.

Purple Mountain is located more than ten miles away from the town, this is a huge mountain range, purple steaming, Ruixia spitting, very extraordinary.

After Yang Fan came here, he saw many monks haunting here.

Obviously, most of the monks here came to see the Purple Mountain.

The Purple Mountain is located in the deepest part of the mountain range, it is a large mountain of purple mountains, towering into the sky, surrounded by purple qi.

"Inside is the Purple Mountain, and it is rumored that the Purple Xia Fairy is buried here!" a monk whispered.

"Some of the Monkey King's Dao systems may also be here," another monk said.

There are many monks around the Purple Mountain, and they can only sigh when they look at the Purple Mountain, because the Purple Mountain has its own rules, only the younger generation can enter, and the non-younger generation will be robbed if they forcibly enter the Purple Mountain.

There was once a terrifying existence close to the heavenly immortals who wanted to enter the Purple Mountain to get a chance, but in the end it turned into ashes, which caused a great shock at that time, and the Purple Mountain was inaccessible from then on, shocking the world, and no one would risk touching the mold.

Yang Fan wandered around the Purple Mountain, and he found a place where no one was to watch the Purple Mountain with the Heavenly Eye.

Through the fog, suddenly, Yang Fan saw an amazing scene.

In the purple mountain, there is a woman in a purple robe, barefoot, walking among the mountains and forests.

She is like a fairy, and her body is full of fairy energy.

"Oh my God, there are still people in the Purple Mountain" Yang Fan was shocked, but when he looked closely, the woman in purple disappeared, which made him very shocked in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He didn't believe that he was urging him, maybe there was really someone in the Purple Mountain?

Yang Fan was shocked, this Purple Mountain was really too mysterious, with all kinds of incredible places, enough to shock the world.

"Purple Mountain is definitely not simple, maybe it is much more terrifying than the world imagined," Yang Fan thought.

He was about to leave, but he didn't expect to see an acquaintance, it was the old monk who peddled news, and told Yang Fan and others the story of Zixia Fairy and Monkey King.

Yang Fan walked up and said, "Do you remember that the old-timers are down?"

The old monk looked at Yang Fan with a wary face, and said, "It's you, what do you want to do?

This old man told everyone that he knew the secret of the Purple Mountain, so a few people took out the extremely precious strange stone to buy the news, but in the end, he just heard a story and was fooled by this old thing.

Yang Fan said, "Naturally, there is no reason to take back the things that were shot"

The old monk was relieved when he heard this, and said with a smile, "Boy, I see that your bones are amazing, you will definitely achieve something in the future, and you will definitely be able to enter the top ten in the Tianjiao War."

Yang Fan directly ignored the old monk's flattering words, and he said, "I have something I want to ask."

"You can ask anything, if the old man knows, he will know everything," said the old monk with a bold face.

"Are there any living beings in the Purple Mountain?" Yang Fan asked.

The old monk's face changed slightly, and he said, "Shhhh

The old monk hurriedly jumped away, far away from Yang Fan.

"I'm grass, what do you mean, hiding from the plague god?" Yang Fan rolled his eyes.

"It's similar to hiding from the plague god, it is rumored that some people can see some strange creatures in the purple mountain, but the people who see it will not end well, and they will die the next day"

The old monk said with a solemn face, not joking.

"You didn't fool me?" Yang Fan asked.

"The conscience of heaven and earth will fool you to death the whole family!" The old monk swore a poisonous oath.

"Damn, isn't it?" Yang Fan scratched his head, he saw a fairy, it was too weird, after listening to the old monk's words, Yang Fan felt furious, and always felt that something was wrong with this purple mountain, like an evil creature was buried.

"Is there any way to resolve this calamity?" Yang Fan asked.

"Don't sleep when you go back!" the old monk ran away like a plague god, as if he was afraid of bad luck if he stayed with Yang Fan for a long time.

"I'll ........." Yang Fan really wanted to scold.

Boom.

Suddenly, a laugh rang in his ears, and it was so eerie that it looked like a ghost laughing.

He looked around, there were quite a few monks looking at the Purple Mountain, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.

"None of them heard" Yang Fan felt cold, feeling that something was wrong, maybe he was really told by that old thing, and he was in a lot of trouble.

Boom.

The laughter grew closer and clearer.

Yang Fan was furious, he hurriedly left the Purple Mountain and returned to his residence, and the gloomy voice disappeared.

"Something is wrong, something is wrong, Fire Spirit, I feel wrong," Yang Fan said.

"Purple Mountain Demon, I'm afraid you're really in trouble, it's best to suppress these demonic things with heavenly fire, and you should be fine if you survive this night" The voice of the fire spirit was also unprecedentedly solemn.

Yang Fan nodded, and arranged the big array with the five heavenly fires, and he was in the center of the big array.

Tianhuo is the nemesis of yin spirits and evil things, and with Tianhuo suppressing it, there should be nothing wrong, right?

Yang Fan could only comfort himself like this, the second half of the night was not very calm, it turned out that the starry sky was thousands of miles and the silver moon was hanging high.

But in the second half of the night, it was dark.

The clouds seemed to be crushing to the ground.

Yang Fan touched his chin and muttered, "Is it really aimed at me?"

A gust of wind blew, and Yang Fan trembled.

He sensed that something was not right, and the Five Heavenly Flames were powerful, unleashing extremely terrifying heat to protect him.

Boom.

Suddenly, the eerie laughter rang in my ears again.

Yang Fan's face changed greatly.

This is the voice I heard when I was in the Purple Mountain, and now it has come out again.

What was the sound coming from something? Now that it really haunted him, the old monk was definitely a crow's mouth, and he said it so accurately.

Yang Fan operates the Buddhist path of cause and effect, which is his ultimate killer move, and it is the most effective against yin spirits and evil things.

The power of cause and effect swirls around him, protecting his whole body, and he wants to survive the night, but ultimately fails.

Big dreams for thousands of years, what year is tonight?

The faint sigh seemed to cross the ancient times, pulling Yang Fan into a history that had been cut by the years.