Jin Chi was stunned for a moment, and then the fire hit the top of the door, and the blood veins all over his body spurted, almost scolded, when was he despised like this?

Even if you don't know the ancient gods, you won't be scolded like that. But he didn't dare to attack, and now he was picked up in mid-air by the golden war spear, and his life was pinched in Ye Fan's hands, and he didn't dare to come out.

"You have the blood of the Ancient King in your body, as their descendant, haven't you even learned those words?" Ye Fan was quite dissatisfied.

"Constantly intermarrying with the human race, we are all about to turn into half-humans, the ancient blood is getting thinner and thinner, and the mark of the ancestor has long faded. Jin Chixiao explained.

He felt very bad in his heart, the descendant of the dignified Golden King was actually said to be illiterate, there was nothing worse and funny than this, and he wanted to swallow this evil enemy in one bite.

Ye Fan was very disappointed, he didn't have a good face, and finally caught an ancient creature and wanted him to translate the Immortal Tears Green Gold Book, but he didn't even know a word.

"What about the Nine Heavens Blue Falling Bell King?"

"I sent it to Kitahara. ”

"Nonsense, hand it over quickly!" Ye Fan glared.

Jin Chixiao's heart was shocked for a while, and he explained cautiously, saying: "Biluo Bell, a weapon of a generation of invincible kings, but it was dirty, and I asked people to send it back to the family to be cleaned......

"The Golden Family has Earth Divine Milk?" Ye Fan was surprised.

"There are a few that should give the gem its former glory. Jin Chixiao responded cautiously.

"When will they send it to you?" Ye Fan pondered, with such a treasure as the Earth Divine Milk, it must be able to wash the Biluo Bell.

"I don't know ...... either"

"Then what do you want?" Ye Fan shouted bad luck, he met an ancient creature who didn't know the ancient language, and even King Zhong sent it away, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was an eyesore.

"If you spare my life, I will pay any price. Jin Chixiao begged for mercy, and he sensed the other party's killing intent.

"Kill me three times, do you still want to live?" Ye Fan didn't want to say anything more, and shook the golden war spear, shaking it into flesh and mud, and his form and spirit were destroyed.

"No ......"

In the distance, the three elders of the Tai Cheng Shang rushed to see this scene, and their hearts were broken, this was their young master, but he died like this, it was difficult to explain.

Ye Fan walked away without looking back, leaving only a faint afterimage, which disappeared into the vast sky.

"Floating life is like a dream, and floating life is more troublesome. No one has the same longevity as me, and the spring in the mountains is a long song......"

The forest is lush, the thin vines are around the old books, the bluestone road leads to the depths of the mountain step by step, and there are woodcutters singing loudly, which has quite an artistic conception.

Ye Fan came all the way to the west, and chose this mountain range to be more than a thousand miles away from Xiba City, wanting to sit here and impact the fourth transformation of the dragon.

This place is not how beautiful it is, but it can be regarded as a mountain and water dependent on each other, there are lakes under the mountain, there are dilapidated Taoist temples in the mountains, it is not a fairy land, but there is a taste of returning to the basics.

Ye Fan saw the housekeeper walking down the mountain along the bluestone road from a distance, carrying a bundle of firewood, with a strong body and a bearded face.

"This big brother, hearing you singing, is it a cultivator?"

"This little brother misunderstood, I'm just a Bai Ding, what kind of cultivator is there, I just listened to an old Taoist priest chanting and wrote it down. ”

Ye Fan was surprised and said, "I don't know where that master is?"

"There is a Taoist temple in the mountain, there used to be an old Taoist priest, who has been deserted all these years, and the old Taoist is too old to die for a few years. ”

Ye Fan's heart moved, said goodbye to his husband, walked along the bluestone road to the mountain, climbed nine mountains in a row, looked at each other across the mountains, and finally saw a broken Taoist temple, located on a low mountain.

On that low mountain, there is no green bamboo and green shoot, and there is no elixir Yao grass, it is simple, there is a small vegetable field, but it is barren and overgrown with weeds.

"The law is not the law, the law is not empty, and the empty is not empty. Silence and silence are the same. In the dream, he once said that he dreamed. It is useless in useful use, and it is useless in reactive work. Also if ripe natural red. Don't ask how to cultivate ......"

Two Orions walked out of the mountains, dressed in animal skin clothes, walking vigorously, carrying a bow and arrows, carrying a wild deer, not sweating, and strong physique.

"These two big brothers, what are you chanting?" Ye Fan stepped forward to ask.

"You said this, I often heard an old Taoist sing, and I wrote it down unconsciously, and every time I came back from hunting and passed by here, I couldn't help but sing it when I thought of him. One of the Orions replied.

This is a master, Ye Fan can already be sure that the old Taoist on that low mountain is not simple, and he is by no means ordinary.

"It's a pity, he's too old, he's been dead for two or three years. "Another humane.

Ye Fan asked a few more words on the side, and learned that the old Taoist priest had also taught them some breathing methods, which were very simple, but they could strengthen their muscles and bones, and they were most suitable for ordinary mortals.

"Little brother is looking for immortals, but it's a pity that you're late......"

Obviously, the two hunters had a good impression of the old Taoist, and they would say a few more words as soon as they stopped.

The old Taoist was very old, and even their grandfather said that when he was very young, he remembered that this old Taoist priest existed, and no one knew how many years he lived alone in the mountains.

"Thank you, big brothers. Ye Fan left, this time along the mountain road, and finally climbed the low mountain.

A small Taoist temple, dilapidated and low, like a thatched hall, has been deserted for several years, no one enters or leaves, and it is deserted.

In front of the small Taoist temple, there is an ancient pine, the trunk is hollow, and many people hug it, the branches are vigorous, but the leaves are sparse and sparse, and the old tree is about to die.

There was no medicine field, only a vegetable patch, but it was barren, and there was a grape rack, dry vines, and two or three bunches of purple grapes.

"This Taoist temple still has ancient trees, at least 4,000 years old......" Ye Fan's heart shook, and he felt a breath of time.

Was this Taoist temple built by the old Taoist priest himself, and was this ancient tree planted by himself? In that case, this is definitely a terrifying master.

Ye Fan entered the Broken Dao Temple and searched carefully, hoping to find any clues, but it turned out that the dust inside was very thick, and there was no such thing as ancient book moments at all.

It's very ordinary, nothing different from ordinary Taoist temples, a broken futon, a few broken Taoist clothes, and a handful of dust gnawed by insects, nothing abnormal.

Ye Fan walked out and walked to the back of the Taoist temple, where there was a small grave, no tombstone, no inscription, only a simple loess bag.

"This is his tomb, he died without leaving a word, I don't know who it is, and he doesn't even pass on the method of cultivation......"

He stood in front of the loess tomb, using the Divine Eye of the Origin Heaven, staring at the ground, wanting to see what kind of person the dry bones were.

"Huh......" He was taken aback, it was an empty grave, and there were no bones.

"No, there are tattered robes, twilight, and shoes and socks...... his heart moved, is this a mound of clothes?

"Transform into a way!" he was taken aback, and finally confirmed that there should be a corpse, but before he died, he dissolved himself, this is definitely a master.

Generally speaking, only people above the peerless king can transform into the Tao and return themselves to the nature of heaven and earth, which is the real Tao, not self-destructive corpses.

"Sure enough, it is the Crouching Tiger and Leopard in the Sacred Mountain, and the Qilin is hidden in the field, in such a small place, there is an old king, and even a saint sits!"

Ye Fan was very surprised, this person was not known to the world at all, no one knew, so he died silently.

"It's not that there are no masters in the world, it's just that people don't know it, here is a world-famous master, most likely no worse than the peerless god king Jiang Taixuan, even more so, it is very likely to be a saint. ”

However, this man died like this, leaving nothing behind, not even his name and surname.

Ye Fan searched this place carefully, futons, dust, Taoist clothes, etc., all explored with divine sense, but there was no treasure.

"It's so thorough, there really isn't anything left for future generations, such an unimaginable existence, his inheritance is broken, it's really an immeasurable loss. ”

Ye Fan stayed here, this place was very quiet, suitable for him to sit and enlighten, and no one disturbed him.

The low mountain, broken Taoist temple, has an indescribable Taoist rhyme, which is very suitable for meditation and has a taste of returning to the basics.

"Gone, how can his hermitage be a mortal land, and if he transforms here, this place will become a sacred place for cultivation in the future. ”

Ye Ji got the dragon marrow, not to persuade him to eat it, he would be able to enter the fourth transformation of the dragon, and everything had to rely on him to achieve enlightenment.

There are fragments of the Great Dao Law in the dragon marrow, which can help each other, but it is not the root of breaking the level, the first element lies in the heart of the monk's own body.

Late at night, all the silence was silent, the stars were dotted, Ye Fan sat in front of the Taoist temple, his heart was facing the sky, and a big dragon rose on his back, and finally turned into a shape, dancing around him.

"Occasionally, under the pine tree, sleep on the rock. There is no calendar in the mountains, and the cold does not know the ...... year"

Suddenly, a whisper woke Ye Fan up, and he opened his eyes.

At this time, a dark cloud drifted by, blocking the stars and moon in the sky, and the earth was dark, and the mountains were even darker.

Just in front of the Taoist temple, in front of the ancient tree that many people couldn't hug, a person appeared out of thin air, and the voice was made by him.

Ye Fan's heart shook, what kind of person is this, it is too scary to be able to avoid his spiritual sense and appear directly at such a close distance.

He turned his senses and observed carefully, and in an instant, the old Taoist robe fluttered, and a thin and short old Taoist priest appeared under the dead tree.

The old Taoist clothes, he is very familiar with, are exactly the same as those in the Taoist temple, and there is no difference between them and the clothes under the loess tomb.

Ye Fan felt a chill down his spine, and looked between his hair, a broken wooden hairpin was also so familiar, no different from the one in the tomb.

"Hell yes!"

Ye Fanteng stood up suddenly, and retreated many steps, how could a person who had already turned into a Daoist still appear?

"The world has changed mulberry fields several times, although the mulberry fields have become danqing, who will get immortal ...... to danqing"

The thin old Taoist walked under the ancient tree, muttering to himself, blending in with the dark night.

"You...... Ye Fan regressed

A gust of wind blew, the fresh smell of grass and trees came, and the dark clouds in the sky drifted away, and the breeze in front of the Taoist temple was still there, but the old Taoist was gone.

Ye Fan's scalp was numb, his eyes didn't move a little, and he stared at the front, but the old Taoist priest seemed to have evaporated, and he disappeared.