Chapter 7: Borrowing the Mountain to Kill People

Lin Fan ran across the endless wasteland, like a vigorous cheetah, and he was leading the two of them to the three magic mountains.

"Is there some conspiracy on this boy?" asked the young man.

"Are the two of us afraid that he won't succeed!" the bewitching woman beside him sneered, she followed Lin Fan calmly, kissing the tip of the grass with a pair of jade feet, obviously cultivating much higher than Lin Fan and the young man.

"Damn! I'm about to be caught up!" Lin Fan was very anxious in his heart, he now felt that he was the prey of the other party's chase.

Suddenly, Lin Fan felt the Xuanhuang Qi in his body boiling, as if they were very emotional.

"Hehe, it seems that it is not far from the Magic Mountain!" Lin Fan looked at the blurred image of the Magic Mountain in the distance and muttered to himself.

"Is that kid crazy, he actually went to that ghost place!" The young man discovered Lin Fan's intentions.

"Legend has it that this is the burial place of fairies and gods, and there are terrible demons living in it! Decades ago, a group of powerful people tried to break in, but they all turned into bones. The woman was also worried.

"Shall we chase after us?" asked the young man.

"Chase! I don't think he will dare to approach the magic mountain, most likely to scare us away. Legend has it that some ancient immortal cultivators didn't dare to approach!" the woman said. But how did they know that Lin Fan, the freak, just wanted to run to the magic mountain.

"Still chasing!Hmph!Today I'm going to see what kind of terrifying method this magic mountain is!" Lin Fan said in his heart. However, he felt a pang of fear when he thought of the magic sound coming from the depths of the magic mountain.

"This kid is really daring, and now he's getting closer and closer to those three magic mountains!" said the bewitching woman, a hint of worry between her brows.

"Let's not chase after it! The elders of the sect have told many times not to approach the Demon Mountain, if they know the truth, I am afraid that there will be no good fruit to eat. The young man retreated, and he felt a pang of horror at the thought of the terrible rumors about the three magic mountains.

"Are you scared, I didn't expect you to be such a wreck!" the bewitching woman scoffed, but she didn't know the bottom of her own heart, after all, the eternal prestige of the Magic Mountain was there.

"I" The young man was so speechless that he certainly could not admit that he was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

The magic mountain is getting closer and closer, and the tall mountain stands between heaven and earth, as if it wants to pierce the vast sky. The blend of yellow and yellow is like the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth.

The Xuanhuang Qi in Lin Fan's body continued to circulate, and it was recorded in the "Three Graves" to form a Zhou Tian in Lin Fan's body. Unconsciously, Lin Fan's cultivation was consolidated, and Lin Fan's pace also accelerated a lot.

"Is this stinky boy a brute?, how is it getting faster and faster!" complained the young man.

"Whatever! He's going to die today!" the bewitching woman's face was cold, revealing a fierce murderous intent.

The gray-yellow mist on the three magic mountains flowed and changed, just like the clouds in the sky blended into strange shapes from time to time. Sometimes like immortals, sometimes like demons, sometimes like strange beasts in the age of the flood!

Lin Fan looked at the three magic mountains that were getting closer and closer, and his heart was full of flavors, because of the Xuanhuang Qi in his body, he felt an indescribable sense of closeness when he saw these three magic mountains at this time. "Crazy, crazy! that boy is going to kill himself!" cried the young man. At this time, they chased Lin Fan to the foot of the Demon Mountain, and they had been chasing for nearly half a day, and they felt out of breath when they cultivated much higher than Lin Fan, but Lin Fan seemed to have some strength left.

Lin Fan glanced at the strange black stone and yellow mud and climbed the magic mountain without hesitation.

The pair of immortal cultivators below looked at each other, their eyes fixed on Lin Fan, as if they were looking at a poor dead man.

"Haha

"Don't be complacent, boy! Everyone knows that the Demon Mountain is a forbidden place that cannot be violated, but anyone who enters it will die or die!" the young man sneered, as if he had seen Lin Fan's death in the next moment.

"It's just a pity for that strange treasure!" said the seductive woman hatefully. However, he didn't dare to climb the magic mountain. After all, the rumors of the Magic Mountain they had heard were too terrifying.

Lin Fan looked at the two below coldly, thinking that the kind-hearted old man Zhang was now unknown about his life and death, he couldn't wait to tear the two to pieces.

"Uhhhh

"Hehe, stinky boy, I'm afraid that if the Demon Mountain doesn't kill you, you will die of your injuries!" the young man sneered at Lin Fan's painful expression.

"I'm the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!" Lin Fan couldn't help but scold, picked up a black stone and smashed it.

The young man sneered at the corner of his mouth, and reached out to catch the stone that Lin Fan had thrown down. That's when something weird and terrifying happened!

The young man's hand holding the black stone suddenly rose a black demonic flame, bursting with green smoke, the young man looked at a charred black palm in horror, and quickly shook the black stone to the ground, but this could not stop the strange demonic flame from burning, and soon the young man's entire arm was burned to the ground.

His expression was full of pain, and he kept rolling on the ground.

"Help me!" the young man called out to the bewitching woman for help, and by this time half of his face had been burned to black bones, and the scene was horrifying.

The bewitching woman was half frightened, and sat on the ground with her feet weak, and did not dare to approach the young man, and watched him burn to a black skeleton.

"Mom!" Lin Fan was also shocked when he saw the man's terrifying death, that death was really miserable, fortunately he had seen a lot of death in the tomb of the First Emperor, and now he was not afraid.

"This stone is so weird!" Lin Fan picked up another black stone and grabbed it in his hand to look at it.

The black stone seemed to be no different from the ordinary stone, but it was a little weirdly black, but Lin Fan still faintly felt that there was a terrifying power hidden in the stone.

The bewitching woman was already so frightened that she couldn't walk, she stared at Lin Fan in horror, as if Lin Fan had become a terrible demon.

"Feng Shui takes turns, now it's time for me to control your fate!" Lin Fan played with the black stone and glanced at the bewitching woman below.

"Please, don't kill me!" begged the woman, her face extremely pale, apparently frightened by the cruel death of the young man.

"Let me ask you, what is the name of your master? Hehe! I will settle accounts with them tomorrow!" Lin Fan sneered, the gray-yellow mist behind him churning, making him look like a demon who was messing with the world at this time.

When it comes to the teacher of this seductive woman, she seems to have grasped the straw that saves her life. "If you kill me, the elders of my Lingyun Mansion will definitely break your body into thousands of pieces, some of them are cultivators of the Eight Phases Spirit Realm, you just wait to die!" the woman shouted at this time, undoubtedly emboldening herself.

"Hehe, then you will die! I remember your master!" Lin Fan sneered and threw a black stone down in the woman's extremely frightened gaze.

"Wow!" Lin Fan heard the sound of the demonic flame burning flesh and blood, and he just watched as the bewitching and sexy woman was burned into a charred skeleton.

"Have I become cruel? No, maybe people who have faced too much life and death will be so numb!" Lin Fan muttered to himself as he looked at the two black skeletons below. He is indeed a young man who has seen too much death, he is always close to the dead when he is archaeological, and later he brushes shoulders with death again and again in the tomb of the first emperor.

"It's better to heal your injuries first!" Lin Fan sat cross-legged on a mountain rock, there was an endless Xuanhuang Qi on the magic mountain, which was very beneficial to both his injury and cultivation. Although the Xuanhuang Qi in his body could assimilate the aura of heaven and earth, it required a process.

"Feng'er and Hong'er have an accident!" In a building surrounded by aura, a middle-aged man with gray hair held two pieces of broken jade talismans, his expression extremely hideous and angry. Lin Fan didn't know at this time that he hadn't looked for the other party, and the other party had already started looking for him.

"Ha! The wound has finally healed!" Lin Fan stood up and moved his muscles and bones, practicing here made Lin Fan heal his wound extremely quickly, and at the same time, Lin Fan's cultivation improved a little.

Lin Fan looked at the vast wasteland around him and sighed, if it weren't for the fact that there was no food and water source around, he really wanted to take it all the way to this magic mountain where no one dared to disturb him, and he would continue to practice until he could fly to the realm of shattering the void recorded in the "Three Graves" and then go home.

"I don't know what happened to Lu Dao Ling'er and Old Man Zhang?" Lin Fan looked into the distance and was worried. At this time, the sun was about to set, and the two immortal cultivators chased Lin Fan for half a day, and Lin Fan decided to return to the village tomorrow to have a look.

Lin Fan didn't go down the mountain, he seized this opportunity to cultivate on this magic mountain where the Xuanhuang Qi was strong. He decided to say goodbye to Old Man Zhang and Ling'er tomorrow and go alone to explore the great wilderness of Kyushu, and at the same time to find the next oracle bone and explore the secrets of the Demon Mountain and the Stone Gate, and there will not be many precious cultivation opportunities to stay away from the three Demon Mountains in the future. Although the Xuanhuang Qi running in Lin Fan's body didn't know whether it was good or bad, but now he couldn't stop it. Moreover, the magic mountain seems to tolerate his existence, which means that there is no threat for the time being.

Lin Fan sat down again, and operated the Xuanhuang Qi in his body according to the ancient method on the "Three Tombs". He experienced this crisis, which made him realize that the Great Wilderness of Kyushu is not a good land, and only when it is strong can it stand on its feet, which makes Lin Fan pay more attention to cultivation.

The Xuanhuang Qi in Lin Fan's body flowed in his meridians, constantly nourishing and washing his limbs and bones, strengthening his physique. Every time the Xuanhuang Qi ran Zhou Tian, Lin Fan's meridians were strengthened and widened, and Lin Fan's first divine acupoint was also slowly undergoing transformation.

Lin Fan recited the essence of the mental method on "Three Graves" in his heart, and gradually entered an ethereal realm. This kind of realm can be encountered but not sought, and can make people sublimate in an instant. Lin Fan was like this at this time, his mind had no external objects, he was extremely empty, he kept quiet, and in this ethereal realm, he meditated on all things with his mind. At this moment, Lin Fan seemed to feel Zhuangzi's thinking that "heaven and earth are born together with me, and all things are one with me".

Outside Lin Fan's body, a cloud of Xuanhuang Qi surged and swallowed, and he was as quiet as a stone statue, as if he was integrated with the Demon Mountain.

The ancient word "Dao" at the center of Lin Fan's eyebrows also manifested at this time, emitting a dark yellow divine light, faintly attracting a special aura in the depths of the Demon Mountain. Of course, Lin Fan at this time didn't know what had happened to him.

The ancient word "Dao" at the center of Lin Fan's eyebrows is full of brilliance, intertwining the mysterious trajectory. A few bits of cyan light rose from the depths of the Magic Mountain, flying around Lin Fan like fireflies, and if you look closely, it turned out to be a few ancient talismans. They exude a mysterious breath, which can only be understood and cannot be spoken, as if it leads to a wisp of avenue, if there is no form, like the hardest in the world and like the softest of water!

Those ancient talismans gradually turned into cyan glowing points of light and merged into Lin Fan's first divine acupoint, and the word "Dao" also disappeared. However, a black singularity appeared in Lin Fan's eyebrows, the singularity was black like the color of an endless void, and through the singularity, he could see the situation in Lin Fan's cave. If someone saw Lin Fan's situation, they would definitely be shocked, because this was a situation that could only occur if the first divine acupoint was cultivated to the extreme. Lin Fan has only been cultivating for two days now, and he has gained such a great opportunity, if he is known by other people who can be called cultivators, he will have to be ashamed of himself.