In the deepest part of the forbidden area of life, nine sacred mountains are connected together, surrounding into a huge abyss, a black hole, and it is difficult to see the end.

At this moment, one of the majestic and majestic holy mountains is quiet, lush and lush. In the center of the flat mountaintop, there is a two-meter-square spring pond, bubbling and flowing, overflowing with a little bit of crystalline brilliance, like a gathering of divine liquid. In this very small pool lay a man, but it looked like a dead corpse, with shriveled flesh and shriveled skin, almost cracked, clinging to the bones. "I'm not dead...... Ye Fan came to his senses the moment he planted it in the spring pool, and there was a strong life essence in the spring water, preventing his body from continuing to age.

His vitality is almost dry, his internal organs have shrunk, and his flesh and blood are more like he has been dried for a hundred years, and at this moment he is soaked in the spring pool, and begins to quickly absorb the essence of life, like a long-drought desert that has to fall with nectar.

Ye Fan lay on his back in the two-meter-square spring pool, feeling that his throat was dry and cracked, and his lips were only a layer of skin left, he turned his head with difficulty, and then opened his mouth and began to drink bitterly.

The spring water was sweet, with bursts of fragrance, moisturizing Ye Fan's chapped lips and throat, like a jade liquid, which made people have an endless aftertaste, and there was gradually more power in his body.

Ye Fan swallowed the spring water in a big gulp, the dried vitality gradually glowed with a trace of vitality, the flesh and blood were slowly rejuvenating, and the withered internal organs were slowly moistened by the essence of life.

He knew that he had finally gotten rid of the danger and had come back to life, and that he was in the Divine Spring, and that the demonic power in the Ancient Forbidden Land could not allow him to continue to age. Half an hour passed, and he didn't know how much spring water he had drunk, and his stomach was so full that he couldn't swallow it anymore.

Ye Fan lay on his back in the spring pool, never wanting to move again, looking at the blue sky, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the rest of his life after the catastrophe slowly recovered, which made him feel relieved.

He lay down for half an hour, feeling that the vitality in his body was gradually getting stronger, and then he moved his thin arms, the shriveled flesh and blood swelled a little, the vitality of life continued to recover, and his heartbeat became more and more powerful.

It was only at this time that his five senses slowly recovered, his body was very comfortable, soaked in spring water, and a large amount of life essence was flowing down his pores into his limbs. "It's good to be alive......" Ye Fan's face showed a look of satisfaction, not long ago the flame of life would be extinguished, he felt that being able to survive was the greatest gift from God.

"People will never be satisfied when they are comfortable and successful, only when the mountains and rivers are exhausted and they experience endless despair, will they understand that a simple and ordinary life is a kind of happiness. Ye Fan lay there, looking up at the sky, his face was full of smiles, and he slowly recovered his vitality.

The flesh and blood were moisturized with the viscera, the pulse was getting stronger and stronger, the skin was gradually stretched, and there was some luster, Ye Fan finally had strong strength, no longer tired, he slowly sat up. At this time, his five senses were completely revived, and he suddenly felt a rich fragrance, which made people feel refreshed.

There are eleven small trees around the spring pond on both sides, all more than half a meter high, with green light shimmering, like carved from jadeite, crystal shining, verdant and green. They resemble pine trees, with clusters of needle-like leaves, carved out like chrysoprase, and their brilliance is shining.

Ye Fan is no longer the ordinary person he used to be, after his cultivation has been successful, his spiritual sense is extremely sharp, and he naturally sees a lot of things that he couldn't perceive before.

Although the eleven small trees are very low, their branches are covered with old bark, and they are vigorous and powerful, winding and stretching, like dragons. They seem to have been growing for hundreds of thousands of years, and they have been around for an endless time, giving people a strange feeling of extremely old, not like plants, but like living fossils.

At the top of each small tree is a brilliant golden fruit, which can be as big as a dragon's eye, crystal clear, as if it was made of gold, which is very extraordinary.

The emerald green tree bears such golden fruits, and the two complement each other, which looks very dazzling and fragrant, and people can't help but indulge.

Entering the Ancient Forbidden Land with great difficulty, just for this holy medicine, Ye Fan was very excited at the moment, looking at the eleven golden fruits produced by the eleven small trees, he felt that everything was worth it.

The Holy Land and the Desolate Ancient Family have been plotting for a long time, and they have sent strong people twice, spent endless painstaking efforts, sacrificed forbidden weapons, and even brought in the imitation of the Desolate Tower, but the result was that all the super strong people were destroyed, and the transcendent forces of several parties gained nothing. And at this moment, Ye Fan was sitting in the divine spring, the holy medicine was close at hand, and it was within reach, how could he not be satisfied and excited?

Ye Fan took a step in the spring pool, and came to the shore in two steps, and took a golden fruit on the spot, and the rich fruity fragrance penetrated into his internal organs, which immediately made him feel refreshed, and his soul was about to float out of his body. "Sure enough, it's a miracle medicine, I don't know why it can only grow on this demonic ancient abyss. ”

Ye Fan put the golden fruit in his mouth, chewed it gently, the sweet taste, and fragrant aroma turned into a tangible substance, making the pores of his whole body instantly dilated, and his whole body was comfortable, as if bathed in the spring breeze.

The golden fruit the size of the dragon's eye, less than one bite, was bitten and crushed, turned into a jade liquid, and slid down his throat, Ye Fan felt as if he was about to soar in the daytime, and he actually felt like he was rising from the ground, fluttering like a fairy. Now that he was a monk, he could no longer take it as an ordinary fruit as he had done in the past, so he sat down quickly, leaned back against the vigorous little tree, and began to run the mystical method recorded in the Tao Sutra.

But he was so weak that his body was decaying and he was on the verge of dying of old age, and although he had recovered a great deal of energy from the fountain, his hair was still as white as snow, wrinkles, and flesh was shriveled. After the strange golden energy entered his body, it did not return to the sea of suffering, did not enter the divine spring, and rushed directly to his limbs, moisturizing his aging **, and making his flesh and blood gradually give birth to a crystal luster.

After the Xuanfa recorded in the Tao Sutra was put into operation, it only played a role in accelerating the dissolution of the holy medicine, and after only half a quarter of an hour passed, Ye Fan's flesh and blood swelled up, no longer shriveled, and became more and more ruddy, and his hair like snow gradually turned black.

He reached out and plucked the second golden holy fruit, put it in his mouth, chewed it gently, the luscious pulp turned into golden energy, and soon rushed to all parts of his body, his skin flashed with a golden luster, and a little divine light rippled out.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Ye Fan felt full of energy, his flesh and blood were full of strength, he was full of vitality, his skin was elastic, and the two holy fruits were in his abdomen, he completely changed his old state and became a middle-aged man in his thirties, full of energy.

Ye Fan stood up, and he was fighting for the tiger, and there was no sense of decay, he was quickly regaining his youth. At this moment, as if he remembered something, his face suddenly changed, and he rushed not far away.

A hundred meters away, the golden book was shining brightly, quietly lying in the grass, and was not taken down into the endless abyss by the Tianxuan Holy Maiden, Ye Fan hurriedly picked it up and re-integrated it into the sea of suffering. "Thankfully!"

After retracting the "Tao Sutra", Ye Fan walked back, inevitably looking around, the holy mountain was quiet, there was no white skeleton here, it was very peaceful.

He looked into the distance, and suddenly felt his scalp tingle for a while, and the rest of the holy mountain was densely packed, and there were constantly white skeletons climbing up from the endless abyss. "How so? Only there was no here, there was silence. Ye Fan's mind was racing, and he instantly thought of the green copper block. "Shake the Tianxuan Holy Maiden away, she has never shown up, could it be that the green copper block has a powerful deterrent power?" he was shocked, not knowing if this was the case. "The barren tower can be a town of Su immortals, and green copper is also a treasure, maybe it has such a deterrent effect. The green copper lump was silent, sinking in the spring under the bitter sea, like a rock, unshakable, he could not control it, let alone use it against the enemy.

Not long ago, it was the Holy Maiden of Tianxuan who probed into his sea of suffering and touched the green copper block, and suffered a heavy blow, the mysterious green copper was inviolable and uncontrollable, which really made Ye Fan both hopeful and helpless. "That's a r-one-r-one"

Ye Fan's expression froze, he found a flesh-and-blood person on the adjacent holy mountain, it was far away, and he couldn't see it clearly, but he could be sure that it was definitely not a white bone.

On that peak, a large iron more than ten meters long was inserted straight into the mountain, "The man stood quietly on the hilt of his sword, his black cloak blowing in the wind. "Desolate slave!" Ye Fan suddenly made such a judgment, the real flesh and blood body cannot exist here, it must be an existence like the Tianxuan Holy Maiden.

"And ......" When Ye Fan looked carefully, he also saw a shadow on another holy mountain, which was also flesh and blood, standing on the top of the mountain, with a silver bell the size of a house shining brightly, quietly hanging above his head.

Ye Fan's expression was solemn, and he saw a third person, standing on the cliff on another holy mountain, the white bones around him were climbing around him, and there was an ancient tower hanging above his head, with a full nine floors, with a height of more than ten meters, which seemed to be able to suppress a heaven and earth. "The fourth man!" Then he saw the fourth desolate slave, who stood with his hands in his hands, "Purple clothes fluttering, and above his head, there is a large boxy seal, full of ancient meaning and majestic. "What's going on?!" Ye Fan was extremely surprised in his heart, there were human figures on the holy mountain that he could see clearly.

Bells, towers, seals, and other utensils are the most difficult to cultivate, and those who use them as weapons are generally extraordinary, and those who really cultivate to the end will definitely have unimaginable achievements.

"Legend has it that non-Gaidai masters cannot become deserted slaves, and most of the people who use these bells, towers, seals, etc. as weapons are earth-shattering figures in the past, and they may be able to find records in ancient history. ”

Ye Fan quickly walked back to the spring pool, he wanted to completely rejuvenate himself, and picked two golden fruits one after another, the golden energy was like a trickle, flowing towards his flesh and viscera, as well as his bones.

His body bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the golden energy overflowed from his body, making his body sparkle like a divine jade, and the vigorous breath of life permeated out, and his body was completely restored, shining with treasure light. At this moment, Ye Fan once again became a teenager.

He felt a powerful divine power, the essence of life was boiling, rolling like waves, surging, his internal organs were radiant, flawless, and his bones were even more brilliant, condensed with divine brilliance, and his skin was radiant and dazzling, not like flesh and blood at all, but like a god worshiped by the world.

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