With a series of time outbreaks, Ye Fan had to regard the ancient man with great wisdom as a god and a monk with boundless power.

This is a shift in thinking and cognition.

Destined to preach the Heavenly Emperor's fruition, the holy body that was still at the end of the micro at this time, it is still difficult to forget, the ruins of the Great Lei Yin Temple on the ancient star.

Because of this, in the past many years, when he learned that there was Buddhism on this planet, he even had the idea of going to the Western Desert to explore Shakyamuni and wanted to talk to him.

It's a pity that the Eastern Wilderness is boundless, not to mention the mundane, even the little monks of the Dao Palace Realm who can fly, if they don't rely on external objects and only rely on themselves, they will not be able to leave a domain for hundreds of lifetimes, let alone the Western Desert outside the Eastern Wilderness and Zhongzhou.

But...... Lucky!

Another village.

The Buddhist sages couldn't see it, and finally learned the news of the founder of Taoism, according to the lack of virtue and fat Taoist priests, the lord of the Eight Views Palace was along the star gate left by the ancients, first arrived at Ziwei, and then came to Beidou!

"Ancient Star of the Flood Desolation...... Earth ......"

At this moment, Ye Fan, who was in a state of flux, had an idea, and said worriedly: "Can the predecessors know the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, the Tang Sect and the Song Ancestor?" ”

If it was a person from ancient China on the earth, he would definitely be able to answer this question, and he was worried that the big man in front of him shook his head and ruthlessly shattered his illusions.

However, Meng Fan looked at Ye Fan, who had a rather funny expression, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and replied after a slight pause:

"Poor Dao is a monk of Maoshan Mountain, No. 9, a person at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, who stepped on the ancient road of the starry sky in the early Ming Dynasty and entered the crape myrtle, and then inherited the Eight Views Palace created by Taishang, opened the five-color altar, and descended on the ancient star of the Big Dipper."

The surprise was so sudden.

Ye Fan had a dreamlike feeling!

On the other side of the starry sky, the characters of nearly a thousand years ago should have long since returned to dust, but he was talking to each other.

Encounter old acquaintances in a foreign land.

And, more than that, the fellow seemed to be easy to talk to, quite kind to himself, and didn't care about the abrupt behavior.

In a nutshell:

Hug your thighs!

No way, Ye Fan is not the emperor of the later generations, at that time, although there was a suspicion of academic fraud, his strength was definitely enough to suppress everything.

At the moment, he is just a beginner in the path of cultivation, but he has a lot of treasures, and he is in a very difficult situation.

A dignified seven-foot man, who came to Beidou, which can be called the center of the universe, did not think about cultivation, but was willing to live on the earth......

After a few words of ridicule in his heart, Meng Fan, who had already guessed what the Holy Body was going to say, directly shattered his illusions.

If the Emperor of Heaven doesn't practice, then what's the deal?

I don't know how much cause and effect is involved.

"If you're not mistaken, you want to go back? Better do it than wish it done. ”

"That ancient path of the starry sky has been cut off, even if it is me, now I can only return with the starry sky coordinate map after stepping into the realm of sages."

Under the blood-colored sun, the withered vines surround the bluestone, the forest birds return to their nests, the fallen leaves are scattered, and it is bleak.

Ye Fan's heart was broken.

Sages?

It's too far away to think about.

Subconsciously, he looked at the old madman lying on the big bluestone, this accomplished sage, an ancient man six thousand years ago, facing the sunset at the moment, with infinite love in his old eyes.

At the same time, there is a sad look, and the two lines of tears are particularly eye-catching on the old face.

The world of monks is too cruel.

An earth-shattering powerhouse, who had been unable to find an opponent in the Eastern Wilderness six thousand years ago, was curled up here, his thin body trembling, making people feel sympathy and pity.

And he himself saw the hope of returning, and constantly endured surprises, but he was no match for a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and he didn't know how many years it would take to cultivate.

By the time, my parents had already turned into a handful of loess.

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Fan fell into the sadness of wanting to raise his son but not waiting for him in advance.

And the Guanghan Palace Master, who was silent, seemed to be acting as a background board, always felt that the man beside him was very much like an unscrupulous uncle who teased children.

"Senior ......"

Ye Fan wanted to speak and stopped, although he didn't cry loudly with the old madman, but it was not much better, his face was stiff, he didn't know what to say, but he wanted to say something.

This gesture is like a person who is about to drown, desperately trying to grasp the life-saving straw.

In this situation, Meng Fan no longer attacked the future Emperor of Heaven, and said casually:

"Don't be discouraged, I've found a passage that is not very safe, and I plan to separate a Dao body and return to the Flood Desolation Ancient Star to take care of the sect."

"Xiaoyou can repair a book, and the poor road will transfer it to the people in the family."

"For the sake of fate, the poor Dao may be able to lead them to join the Daomen, embark on the path of cultivation, and after you complete your cultivation, the family will be reunited."

Words are sincere.

A masterful style.

Ye Fan was moved to speechlessness, after all, he had just experienced what boundless despair was, the so-called parents were not far away, he was coveted and hunted by major forces, not to mention, he had to worry about his blood relatives on the other side of the starry sky.

Now, this senior, who is also from the earth, is so old-fashioned and warm-hearted, solving his own worries, and even helping to support and take care of his parents.

"Senior, I have the motherhood of all things, enough to cast heavy weapons, and I am willing to share ......"

Emperor Ye Tian, also known as Ye Hei.

As the name suggests, people are very black-hearted.

However, it is limited to the enemy, if it is a friend he has made on the way, or a senior who has a kind relationship, then he will do his best to repay it.

For Meng Fan, taking care of the Eucharistic parents is a casual act to avoid the tragedy in the original book, and the main thing is to protect the sect.

With the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin out of the earth, the Taishan ancestral weapon was born, and the Western monks went to rob in groups, if it weren't for the only background that Longhu Mountain moved out:

An Eastern Han Taoist with little longevity shocked that group of robbers, and even half of the Huaxia ancestral artifact was left.

At that time, he left the earth at the peak of the dragon, and secretly swore that he would not let the tragedy happen again, but people are not as good as the sky, and when he woke up, the coffin of Kowloon had reached Beidou.

Because of this, all Meng Fan can do now is to separate a Dao body and kill him back to take revenge.

Meanwhile.

Under Yin Yanwan's shocked gaze, large shadows that were as heavy as mountains and heavy as clouds were drawn out of Ye Fan's body, and they were dark and yellow, misty.

It seems that a wisp of fog can crush a mountain, and the heaviness makes the king of Dacheng feel suffocated!

So much is enough to cast all the other soldiers of the Tao except for the tripods, bells, towers, and other heavy weapons.

Little fellow, honest enough.

But it can also be said that there is too little tempering, I don't understand the sinister hearts of people, and there is still a lack of unscrupulous Beidou monks to harm and target.

For a moment, Yin Yanwan, who was like a fairy in the moon, was no longer detached, and wanted to agree for Meng Fan, but others didn't know, but she knew:

This man has not yet created a Dao Soldier, only because of the lack of immortal gold.

The stars are chaotic, and the yin and yang are wrong!

It's about motherhood.

In the eyes of most people, Xuanhuang is a chaotic qi, including Yin Yanwan, she feels that this thing is a perfect match for Meng Fan's physique, and it is very suitable to build a Dao soldier.

However, Meng Fan, a chaotic body, does not think so, Xuan is the essence of heaven, and Huang is the essence of heaven and earth, so Xuanhuang is the essence of heaven and earth.

"Little brother, this matter is just a casual matter, and besides, Poor Dao is not the one who wants to repay the favor, you better put it away."

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the Eucharist, with heavy gifts and sincere consecration, was rejected.

"Big brother!" Ye Fan was excited.

Guanghan Palace Lord: "......"

For some reason, she always felt that the little guy in front of her was a big brother, and he was extremely skillful.

Only Meng Fan knew that this was Emperor Ye Tiandi's traditional art, and in order to take advantage of the situation, the old madman who had lived for more than 6,000 years was also shouted several times in front of him.

And the other party also acquiesced in the matter.

I didn't think that I would have the same share.