Chapter Twenty-Three: Three Mulberries Without Branches

Bu Fan entered the pharmacy dizzily, and did not notice that someone was watching him from afar.

"Ajie, what are you looking at?" Lu Han saw Xinjie looking at Bu Fan in the distance, and immediately became vigilant: "What's wrong?

"I don't know, he was also from the mercenary group, and he left there later, but how could he be here now?" Xin Jie was also puzzled.

"If he had been in the mercenary group, Lou Ao's people would not have ignored it, but now he is still alive!" Lu Han's tone cooled.

"He went to the pharmacy and it looked like he had been attacked. Xinjie said.

"Oh, interesting, did he survive the attack of those people?" Lu Han became interested in Bu Fan.

Seeing that Xin Jie wanted to speak and stopped, Lu Han said: "Leave him alone now, the person who answered will come over immediately and complete the task." ”

Following Dan Ling's instructions, Bu Fan prepared some low-level pills in the pharmacy, as well as a large amount of exorcism incense, although Dan Ling was still mysterious, but he vaguely knew that the place he was going to would not be simple.

The next itinerary was as Bu Fan expected, under the instructions of Dan Ling, Bu Fan went all the way to the interior of the Divine Burial Forest, and it took more than half a month to walk.

Unlike the last time, this time Bu Fan was much more calm, and because of this, he really appreciated the vastness of the Divine Burial Forest

The Divine Burial Forest stretches endlessly, and only a small part of it is in the territory of the Xia Hui Empire, but it is already so vast that the whole picture of the forest is unimaginable.

Looking at the occasional demonic beasts around him, Bu Fan was also an eye-opener, the fourth and fifth order of the demonic beasts had become commonplace, now that I think about it, the last time Bu Fan thought that he had reached the depths of the forest, it was just his own thoughts, there were some frogs at the bottom of the well.

"Teacher, where are we going? The exorcism incense has already been used for more than half of it, and if I go inside, I can't guarantee that I can come out alive!" Although Bu Fan complained a little, his footsteps did not stop at all, and in the past half a month, he has broken through to the second stage of the cultivator.

"It's here, it's almost there. In Bu Fan's consciousness, Dan Ling replied lightly.

"You said that two days ago. Bu Fan muttered quietly and continued to move forward vigilantly.

The surrounding environment is very different from the outer part of the forest, the towering trees around it are a hundred years old, and the dead branches and leaves deposited on the ground are only traces of demonic beasts.

Everything is telling Bu Fan that almost no one has been here.

The terrain in this area is relatively flat, and although the trees are slightly different, there is nothing particularly tall in general, but the sudden appearance of a mountain peak in the distance is particularly abrupt.

The mountain is hundreds of zhang high, but the whole peak is very thin, the whole body is covered with verdant plants, there is no bare earth and stone, and from a distance it looks like a giant sword stuck upside down in the forest.

At this time, Dan Ling finally spoke, and he asked Bu Fan to go to the vicinity of the mountain first, saying that what they wanted to find was there.

However, the so-called "looking at the mountain and running a dead horse", not to mention that in this difficult forest, it took Bufan about half a day to get to a place where he could clearly observe the peaks.

When Bu Fan saw the "mountain" clearly, he was surprised and didn't know what to say - it was not a mountain peak at all, but an incomparably huge ancient tree.

The main stem of the ancient tree is thick, and I don't know how many people should be hugged to describe it, or rather, this description is already a bit ridiculous for this tree.

It's just that the main pole of this tree is insignificant compared to its height, so Bu Fan will feel "thin" when he looks at it from a distance.

"God, this tree is thousands of years old, isn't it?" Bu Fan exclaimed.

"Well, five thousand years. Dan Ling replied, different from the usual chic and uninhibited, Bu Fan could clearly feel that behind his tree, Dan Ling began to have a sense of vicissitudes.

In fact, after thousands of years of silence in Danling, this kind of vicissitudes is normal, but now when he heard Danling's vicissitudes of tone, Bu Fan felt very uncomfortable in his heart, and he remembered the scene in his dream again, and he felt this way at that time.

"Are we going to find something right in this tree?" Bu Fan spoke, breaking Dan Ling's memory.

"Well, to be exact, this tree is just part of what we're looking for. Dan Ling replied, '

"What, what?" Bu Fan didn't know what to say: "Teacher, didn't you say that you wanted to find me a weapon that was more suitable for me than the Cangyang Sword?"

"yes, this is. ”

"Uh, but, how are we going to take such a big tree? And I can't fit the space storage that Aunt Zhou Miao gave me. Bu Fan has already collapsed slightly.

"Who told you that it was this ancient tree, not to mention you, even if a Void Cultivator came, he couldn't do anything about such a big tree!" Dan Ling was amused by Bu Fan's words.

"Didn't you say that this tree is only a part?"

"Yes" Dan Ling fell into the memory again: "Five thousand years ago, my sword was left here, and then I didn't care about finding it, so I ended up with a golden body and ashes, I didn't expect this sword to take root here for five thousand years and grow into a big tree." ”

"Will the sword also take root?" Bu Fan asked suspiciously.

"Do you know what that sword is called?" Dan Ling asked rhetorically, seeing that Bu Fan was silent, he continued: "It's called 'Sansang'!"

"Sansang?" Bu Fan began to read the poem to himself: "'Sansang has no branches, and in Ousidong, its wood is a hundred feet long and has no branches. 'Is your sword a wooden sword?'

"Sansang has no branches, and this secondary species that grows in the world is so leafy, it can be regarded as a kind of cause and effect!" Dan Ling sighed: "This sword is made by me thousands of years ago, when I traveled in Penglai, and took the Sansang Sacred Wood. ”

"Teacher, who are you?" Bu Fan finally asked the question he had been wondering about for a long time.

"Yun Ze. ”

"Oh. Bu Fan hadn't heard of this name, and was a little disappointed, if Dan Ling's status was very high five thousand years ago, he would definitely have heard of it.

After all, the events of 5,000 years ago had too much impact on the mainland, especially the Liuli Empire, even after 5,000 years, they are familiar with that period of history.

"When I was promoted to Taixu, the emperor was named 'Yunzhongjun'. Yun Ze saw through Bu Fan's thoughts and added slowly.

This time, Bu Fan will really not be disappointed again, after all, the name of Yun Zhongjun and the people of the Huan Ancient Continent have definitely not forgotten it, especially they who are in the Liuli Empire.

As an emperor immortal, he fought hard to destroy his golden body, helped the phantom god win the "battle of the gods" that he was not able to participate in, and won the peace of the Huan Ancient Continent for the past five thousand years.

Moreover, for the Liuli Empire, the Phantom God, Yunzhongjun, and Chu Yan Emperor jointly shaped the Liuli Empire, and the statues of gods enshrined in the Imperial Temple are still three.

Just when Bu Fan was immersed in surprise and ecstasy, there was a roar of demonic beasts that resounded through the sky in the distance, and the entire forest seemed to be shaking, and the surrounding air seemed to be frozen, making Bu Fan's breathing difficult.

There was an absolute coercion in that voice, as if it could make all the demonic beasts in the forest submit to the master of this voice.

The same feeling, Bu Fan had also felt once in the Titan Fire Ape, and a roar made all the demonic beasts that were desperately fighting for the Nine Death Devouring Spirit Pill retreat.

But this time the voice was even more majestic, and Bu Fan felt that even if the Tai Huo Ape was there, he would consciously surrender to the owner of this voice.

Under that voice, Bu Fan's will has begun to slacken, and he unconsciously wants to worship that voice.

"What are you looking at, why don't you hide quickly and wait to make snacks for the monster!" Yun Ze's voice sounded in Bu Fan's mind like thunder, pulling the lost Bu Fan back.

Bu Fan came back to his senses, hid under a raised del boulder, and lit the exorcism incense, and at this time Bu Fan felt that Yun Ze had completely hidden his breath, and even he couldn't feel it.