"Taishang Sanqing ......" The beggar man muttered to himself as he looked at the huge void crack in the heavenly dome, his eyes suddenly became cloudy, and the aura on his body became disordered, as if he was about to fall into that state of madness again.

"Senior, senior!" Lin Fan hurriedly shouted loudly, the old beggar didn't seem to have fully recovered, if he went crazy now, Lin Fan would suffer.

The old beggar seemed to be immersed in some kind of terrifying memory of himself, and Lin Fan's shouting seemed to have no effect at all.

The terrible light and shadow in the old beggar's cloudy eyes manifested again, circulating in the light of the beggar old man's eyes, and the terrible apocalyptic scene made people's hearts palpitate. The sky dome collapsed, the earth cracked, there were terrible black shadows raging in the ruins, countless corpses fell from the sky, blood and rain flew a scene of catastrophe and devastation of heaven and earth.

Lin Fan's heart was shocked, he had also seen this scene last time, although it was shocking at the time, it did not have much impact on Lin Fan, but this time Lin Fan's mind was almost taken, with the progress of cultivation, Lin Fan could not resist this terrible scene.

"Could it be the scene of the Great Tribulation of the Ancients? Could it be that the old beggar is a person from the ancient era?" A question appeared in Lin Fan's heart, the old beggar became crazy and probably related to the scene in his eyes, Lin Fan didn't have time to get to the bottom of it now, the most important thing for him now was to pull the old beggar back from the edge of this madness.

"Senior, wake up quickly!" Lin Fan shouted, he didn't dare to touch the beggar old man, the beggar old man had a layer of cyan halo guarding him, and his intuition told Lin Fan that once he touched this halo, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Senior, wake up. I still have to rely on you to take me to find that Yuqing and Shangqing Daomen!" Lin Fan continued to shout.

Hearing the words "Yuqing" and "Shangqing", the old man's ears moved, and his eyes gradually became clearer, but his current state was still unstable, and he could fall into that kind of madness at any time.

"That's right, senior, wake up quickly, you still have to take me to Yuqing and Shangqing Daomen. Lin Fan noticed that the words "Yuqing" and "Shangqing" had an effect on the old beggar, and he hurriedly shouted in a louder voice.

The old beggar's body trembled obviously, the violent aura on his body gradually converged, and his eyes gradually returned to calm.

"I'm in a very unstable state right now, I sealed my strength before, and now it seems that I have to seal it. The old beggar said. He condensed a few runes in his hand and slapped them into his body. The powerful aura on his body disappeared in an instant, and even the special feeling he brought to others disappeared, and he seemed to have become a mortal.

"Now, I've sealed most of my power. Even if you fall into madness again, you won't get into trouble. The old beggar spoke.

"Senior, are you really okay?, who made you look like this in the first place?" Lin Fan asked tentatively and quietly. He was afraid that he would evoke the memories of the beggar and make him fall into a state of madness again.

"Taboo! I can't tell you when the time is ripe. Maybe it's up to you to discover for yourself, knowing that even a saint is just a reed in the vast universe. The old beggar said, pointing to the huge void crack above their heads that would not heal for a long time.

Lin Fan was stunned, did the beggar old man mean something by belittling the existence of the saint so much, or did he discover some secret?

"When you reach this point in your cultivation, you will know the Tao. Heaven and earth are far wider than you think. The old beggar said with a deep gaze.

"I'm still familiar with Yuqing and Shangqing, but I can't take you to teleport there now with most of my sealing power, so it seems that it will take a few days. The old man said, with his strength, even if he seals most of the strength, it will take a few days to reach Yuqing and Shangqing Daomen, it seems that Yuqing and Shangqing are indeed very far away from here.

Lin Fan and the old beggar set off, they bypassed this void that had been destroyed by the heavenly thunder, and it would probably be difficult to recover here in the next few decades or even hundreds of years, and the void turbulence there would become a nightmare for immortal cultivators who passed here.

The beggar old man took Lin Fan to shuttle in the dark void at a terrifying speed, this speed was extremely fast, even if there was no reference in the void, Lin Fan also felt the "fastness" of this speed, Lin Fan could feel the violent fluctuations of the laws of the surrounding space, and this terrifying speed seemed to exceed the limit that the space could bear.

At this moment, the old beggar suddenly stopped, his deep eyes pierced through the void and cast his gaze somewhere between heaven and earth.

"What's the matter, senior?" Lin Fan asked, the old beggar wouldn't stop for no reason.

"An acquaintance, I saw him six thousand years ago, but I didn't expect him to be alive......" The old beggar put away his gaze and said, as he took Lin Fan out of the void.

"Acquaintance?" Lin Fan thought that since he was a figure known to the old beggar, he was probably also amazing, and he should be one of the strongest people in this era. In today's era without Dao Venerable, even real people are rare, and saints are even more divine dragons, but Lin Fan was lucky, met many strong people, and learned a lot.

Lin Fan and the old beggar stood above the clouds, Lin Fan looked down and saw a green sea of bamboo below, the bamboo sea shook green waves in the cold wind, and in this cold winter season, only the tenacious plant of bamboo could stand here and exude that green full of vitality.

The bamboo forest swayed in the cold wind, the white mist steamed in the vast bamboo sea like the sea, and the faint ethereal avenue rhythm came from the depths of this bamboo sea, which made people intoxicated.

"If you go down and take a look, most of the people you knew in the past have turned into a pile of loess, and now it's really difficult to meet them. The old beggar said, recalling the past, even if he was full of emotion, cultivation to the realm of saints can be called extraordinary, their life span is far beyond ordinary people, the former generation of people passed away one by one, it is inevitable that people will have this feeling of "unbearable cold in high places".

Saying that, the beggar took Lin Fan and slowly fell to the place where the ethereal sound of the avenue came from the depths of the bamboo sea.

I saw a white-clothed and gray-haired immortal cultivator sitting in the depths of the bamboo sea to practice, his mouth reciting the sound of the Great Dao, countless golden runes revolving around him, and those golden runes and seals danced with the sound of the Great Dao that the gray-haired white-clothed man was reading, forming a quiet and inactive rhythm.

Needless to say, the person who can sing this kind of quiet and inactive Great Dao rhythm must be a saint, and immortal cultivators in other realms who have not reached this level will not be able to comprehend it. The crowd is like the frog at the bottom of the well, and the saint is the frog that jumps out of the well.

"Senior, I haven't seen you for six thousand years, you're a lot older!" At this time, the gray-haired man in white got up and instantly appeared in front of Lin Fan and them, he had a resolute face that had gone through the vicissitudes of time, and he also had a pair of eyes that were as deep and shining as a great avenue.

"The years are urging people to grow old, I didn't expect the hairy boy of the year to grow to this point!" the old beggar sighed, at this moment he seemed to become more old.

Lin Fan was stunned, he thought that the gray-haired man in white was the same generation as the old beggar, it seemed that he was wrong, the old beggar's generation was a generation higher than the gray-haired middle-aged man.

"Yes, the old people of the past are gone!" the gray-haired man in white sighed, he glanced at Lin Fan, and a strange light flashed in his deep eyes.

"The Magic Mountain chose him, and it seems that he does have something extraordinary. The gray-haired man in white said, it seems that he and the old beggar also know some secrets of the Demon Mountain.

"Are you staying here to wait for this purple dragon bamboo to mature?" said the old beggar, pointing to a bamboo in the distance with branches as crystal clear as purple jade. That bamboo is extraordinary, it seems to be the root of this bamboo sea, and the endless heaven and earth aura is contained in it.

"Yes, I destroyed my flute that I had used for thousands of years in the battle with a strong enemy, and I finally found this one, although the year is a little worse, but a little sacrifice will be a worthy weapon. The gray-haired man in white said, he said casually, but Lin Fan could imagine what kind of earth-shattering battle he had with that powerful enemy.

"Tomorrow at noon, this bamboo will ripen, right? When the time comes, if you lose this bamboo, this sea of bamboo will also lose all its vitality. The old beggar looked at the crystal clear purple purple dragon bamboo in the distance and pinched his fingers and said.

"Yes, it's a pity!" said the gray-haired man in white with a slight smile, as if every change between heaven and earth for those who have reached the realm of saints can bring them a kind of understanding.

"After a long absence, there is nothing to entertain, this is a pot of old wine from seven hundred years ago, today you should drink with your predecessors and catch up with the old days!" The gray-haired man in white took out a jar of old wine, and then cut off a few bamboos to make a wine table, and the remaining bamboo tubes made into wine glasses.

The old beggar sat down casually, poured a glass of wine and drank freely, and Lin Fan also sat down, but he always felt constrained in front of the two saints.

"Don't care, immortal cultivators are originally pursuing smooth access to nature, why should you restrain yourself because of those worldly opinions? My name is Luo Qingfeng, I am a person born during the period of the Ancient Tribulation, and when you cultivate to a certain extent, you will step into the realm of saints sooner or later. The gray-haired man in white personally poured a glass of wine for Lin Fan, and his gestures were full of the feeling of being as free as the breeze.

"In Xia Lin Fan, I am fortunate to meet the three lives of my predecessors!" Lin Fan said, being with the two saints made Lin Fan very nervous at first, but it didn't take long for Lin Fan to let go of that restraint, as if he was talking and drinking with two people of the same generation. (To be continued......)