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This god and demon is terrifying, and even so, it has never fallen.

He stopped, only a head, still roaring, still questioning something.

Like a fighter, he rushed towards the Nine Heavens again.

Yang Fan was moved, he didn't know what happened at the beginning, but one thing was certain.

What has happened is bound to be earth-shattering.

Yang Fan touched his chin and felt that this matter was not simple, and it might involve a big secret.

Soon after, the three-headed and six-armed god and demon fell, and his last head was also cut off, and he had fallen, falling from the void in front of the temple.

Yang Fan came to the temple and recalled what he had seen in his memory.

"This is it".

He dug up the earth and unearthed a dry bone.

Even the incomparably powerful gods, after a long period of time, have completely destroyed their physical bodies and ceased to exist.

It was a headless corpse, the one of the ancient gods and demons.

"Sure enough, the bones are buried here, I'll go inside and have a look."

Yang Fan entered the temple, and the statue on the altar was indeed the same as the gods and demons, three heads were beheaded, and four of the six arms were lost.

Yang Fan wanted to find out something valuable in the temple, but he still didn't find anything, he frowned, these temples, worshipping gods, are really so unbearable?

No fart?

Can you be a little more cheating?

He was about to leave the temple and continue exploring, when he suddenly found a few words in front of the platform.

Those words seem to be written in blood, and the blood of gods and demons will never dry up, but now, too much time has passed, even if the blood of gods and demons, divinity has been lost, and it has dried up, but the font is still there.

"It doesn't seem to be a divine text, Fire Spirit, what is this word?" Yang Fan asked.

In ancient history, there are too many types of characters, Yang Fan now has mastered the divine script, some scripts of the ten thousand races, and the scripts of the ancient ancestors, but there are still many ancient scripts that he does not know.

Huo Ling said: "These words are... The sky is crying blood, where is the road?".

"What does this mean?" Yang Fan frowned slightly.

It is easy to explain where the road is, and it seems that they are looking for some way, but they do not find it, so they make such an exclamation as where the road is.

As for the heavens weeping blood.

Yang Fan doesn't know what he wants to express, generally speaking, the sky refers to the boundless "sky".

This is a name for the sky, of course, there are also people who call it God, anyway, there are various names, and the monks are mostly called the sky.

But whether it's called the sky or God, the sky is a very illusory thing, how can you cry blood?

"Definitely wanted to say something, but, obviously, it was so vague that we couldn't understand what he was trying to say," the fire spirit said.

"Hmm," Yang Fan nodded.

This temple is a place where the gods are worshipped.

But the gods have fallen.

In fact, there is still a doubt in Yang Fan's heart, that is, is this temple that has existed for a longer time?

Or is the primitive dojo a little bit older?

There is no way to prove this.

Walking out of the temple, Yang Fan continued to explore other places.

He came to the last temple, which was the best-preserved.

Yang Fan stepped into it and saw a Taoist sitting cross-legged, right in front of him, his hands folded, and finally sat down and disappeared.

The statues on this Taoist platform have disappeared, and it is estimated that they are like Taoists, and they have disappeared, right?

Yang Fan rummaged around, but found nothing, he couldn't help but sigh, could it be that he couldn't find anything when he came in this time?

Just as he was about to leave, the small array beast suddenly squeaked and screamed, and jumped off Yang Fan's shoulder, its small paws grasping the futon that the Taoist had once sat cross-legged on.

"Futon?"

Yang Fan was taken aback, squatted down and picked up the futon.

Then, tear the futon apart.

A yellowed book appeared in his hand. The book is not thick, only a dozen pages, but it exudes the smell of Tao.

Yang Fan was surprised.

This is a book of Taoism, which has great value.

Yang Fan was pleasantly surprised, he didn't expect to find an extremely ancient Taoist book.

It was a distorted text, a bit like an ancient hieroglyph, but obviously not, Yang Fan asked, "Fire Spirit, what do you think?"

The fire spirit said, "Hey, this kind of writing is very strange, like an ancient text of chaos."

"Chaos Ancient Text, what kind of script is this?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.

It was the first time he had heard of this Chaos Ancient Text.

"The oldest Chaos script," the Fire Spirit said.

"Shhhhh Yang Fan gasped.

The Chaos Clan, that is the Big Mac race, and one of the most mysterious races in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, now even the Chaos Clan has jumped out, which really makes Yang Fan feel incredible.

The dead Daoist is none other than a powerhouse of the Chaos Clan, but it doesn't seem to look like it.

"Forget it, don't think about that, this time I can harvest a Taoist book that records the ancient text of chaos, it's enough." Yang Fan walked outside.

Squeak, squeak.

The little array beast let out a cry, as if asking for credit.

Yang Fan took out a spirit fruit and gave it to it.

The little array beast screamed excitedly, hugged the spirit fruit, and rolled straight. Yang Fan took the small array beast in his arms and walked outside.

"Come out......" Fang Xuanlong pointed to Yang Fan, who had already come to the periphery of the big array.

When everyone saw Yang Fan come out, their hearts that were originally hanging were put down.

Soon Yang Fan walked out, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, you must always be cautious in the ruins, otherwise, it will be very dangerous, he sat on the ground with his ass, and the fat man, Fang Xuanlong, Hua Xian'er, and Mo Ling'er surrounded him.

The fat man said impatiently, "Yang Fan, hurry up and take out the baby and share it with us."

"Get out" Yang Fan kicked the fat man out with one kick.

"What are you kicking me for?" the fat man cried out depressedly, rubbing his ass.

"That's you deserve to be kicked, Lao Tzu is back, I don't know how to care about Lao Tzu, come up and ask for a baby, who will you kick if you don't kick?" Yang Fan said angrily.

"Brother, look at you, I care about you in the depths of my heart, because I am a man who is not good at expressing his feelings," the fat man said without blushing or beating his heart.

Vomit...

Yang Fan almost threw up.

"It's too much," exclaimed the fat man depressedly.

Yang Fan stood up and said, "I did get something from it, it's this ancient book."

He took out the sermon.

Looking at the yellowed book, several people's faces changed, and then they were surprised, "This is the Taoist book?"

"Well, it should be a Taoist book, which naturally forms a Taoist rhyme, and it has not been dispersed for countless years, and it seems that the things recorded on it are not simple," Yang Fan said.

"I'll take a look" Mo Ling'er said, took the book from Yang Fan's hand, frowned slightly, and said, "What kind of text is this, twisted and twisted, like a ghost drawing, who knows?"

Hua Xian'er glanced at it and said, "I have seen a lot of ancient characters, but I don't have any impression of this kind of writing"!

And Fang Xuanlong also shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

The fat man said, "I have to come and see the fat man, bring it."

"I won't show you" Yang Fan went to get the Taoist book, and he had to guard against this dead fat man.

But the dead fat man started quickly, snatched it, opened the Taoist book, and then his eyes lit up, saliva flowed out of his mouth, and he couldn't wait to eat the Taoist book.

"Ahhh

"Give it back to me" Yang Fan snatched the Taoist book when the fat man was stupidly playing at it.

"My Taoist book, hurry up and return it to me" The fat man pounced directly,

Disheveled.

Yang Fan showed no mercy and kicked the dead fat man away. He said, "This is my sermon."

The fat man's eyes rolled and he shouted, "Wrong, this is everyone's Taoist book."

It's really shameless to be ashamed, and a dead fat man is a typical shameless.

Fang Xuanlong asked, "Brother Zhuge , do you know the words on this book?"

"It's the ancient text of Chaos," said the fat man.

Yang Fan was stunned, this fat man ...... I even know these words, this dead fat man is amazing, and it's not short to know the dead fat man. I always feel that this dead fat man is mysterious, and Yang Fan doesn't know his origin very well.

Sizzle.

Hearing the Chaos Ancient Text, the rest of the people gasped, and they naturally knew what kind of extraordinary meaning these four words represented.

Demon Ling'er asked, "Do you know what the words on it mean?"

At this time, the fat man was embarrassed to say, "I have seen this kind of writing, but no one has taught me to translate them into modern words, I know them, but they don't know me."

Hearing the fat man's words, everyone was a little disappointed.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "I thought you knew, don't be discouraged, I have a way to translate the content of this Taoist book, and when the time comes, everyone will understand it together."

"Do you have a way?" Several people's eyes lit up, and when they saw Yang Fan nodding, they were all ecstatic.

With the Taoist book recorded in the ancient text of Chaos, think about it, and you will know how extraordinary it is.

If you can understand the content, it will be a great opportunity.

"We'll go back now," Yang Fan said.

"Hmm" Everyone nodded, no comment, and returned together.

But at this time, the five figures flew out of the mountains and forests and stopped Yang Fan and them, these people, each with a strong aura, are not young people, the shortest cultivation age, with the breath sense, they can also have more than eighty years.

"Boy, your ability is not small, you can retreat from the temple, hand over the book in your hand." The leading monk was very handsome, and he looked only in his thirties, dressed in white, and he had a bit of a dusty temperament, this person looked at Yang Fan with a playful face.

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