Chapter 109 Holy Medicine

In the deepest part of the forbidden area of ​​life, the nine holy mountains are connected together to form 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, with lush vegetation and lush greenery. In the central area of ​​the flat mountain, there is a two-meter-square spring pool, gurgling and flowing, overflowing with a little bit of crystal brilliance, like a gathering of divine liquid. There is a person lying in this very spring pool, but it looks like a dead corpse, with shriveled flesh and blood, and the skin is gray and dull, almost dry, and sticks closely to the bones. "I'm not dead..." Ye Fan woke up the moment he plunged into the spring pond. The spring water was rich in vital energy, 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 air-dried for a hundred years. At this moment, he is immersed in the spring pool and begins to absorb the life essence quickly, like a long-drought desert.

Ye Fan lay on his back in the two-meter-square spring pool, feeling that his throat was dry and cracked, and there was only a layer of skin left on his lips.

The spring water is sweet and fragrant, moisturizing Ye Fan's cracked lips and throat, like a nectar and jade liquid, which makes people memorable, and his body gradually gained a power.

Ye Fan gulps down the spring water, the dried up life force gradually glowing with vitality, the flesh and blood are slowly recovering, and the withered internal organs are slowly nourished by the life essence.

He knew that he had finally escaped the danger and had come alive. He was in the divine spring, and the demonic power in the ancient forbidden land could not make him continue to age. After half an hour, he didn't know how much spring water he drank, and his stomach was completely filled, and in the end he couldn't swallow it anymore.

Ye Fan lay on his back in the spring pool, and didn't want to move any longer. Looking at the blue sky, he let out a long breath. After the catastrophe, his vitality slowly recovered, which made him feel relieved.

He lay down for half an hour, feeling that the vitality in his body gradually became stronger, and then he moved his thin arm, the shriveled flesh swelled a little, his vitality continued to recover, and his heartbeat became stronger and stronger.

Only then did his five senses slowly recover, his body was very comfortable, soaked in spring water, and a large amount of life essence was flowing into his limbs along the pores. "It's good to be alive..." Ye Fan's face showed a satisfied look, the fire of life was about to go out not long ago, and 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 the endless despair will be realized, will a simple and ordinary life be a kind of happiness." Ye Fan lay there, looking up at the sky, his face full of smiles , slowly regaining vitality.

The flesh and the viscera were nourished, the pulse became stronger and stronger, the skin 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 recovered, and he suddenly felt a strong fragrance, which made people feel refreshed and refreshed.

There are eleven trees around the spring pool on both sides, all of which are more than half a meter high, with green light shining like a jade carving, glittering, green and green. They are shaped like a pine tree, with clusters of needle-like leaves, carved out like green jade pith, and glittering with brilliance.

Ye Fan is no longer the ordinary person of the past. After he has successfully cultivated, he has a keen sense of consciousness, and naturally he can see many things that he could not perceive before.

Although the eleven trees are very low, their branches are covered with old bark, vigorous and powerful, winding and stretching like a horned dragon. They seem to have grown for hundreds of thousands of years and have existed for endless years, giving people an extremely ancient and strange feeling, not like plants, but like living fossils.

The top of each tree bears a splendid golden fruit, which can be as big as a longan, crystal clear and translucent, as if it was made of gold, which is very extraordinary.

The emerald-green tree body bears such golden fruits, and the two complement each other, looking very dazzling, fragrant, and intoxicating.

It was for this holy medicine that Ye Fan was very excited. Seeing eleven golden fruits from eleven trees, he felt that everything was worth it.

The Holy Land and the ancient family have been planning for a long time. They dispatched strong people twice, and spent endless efforts to create forbidden weapons. They even brought in the imitation barren towers. When it fell, the great power of Ji Fangran gained nothing. But at this moment, Ye Fan was sitting in the divine spring, with the holy medicine close at hand, so how could he not be satisfied and excited? "crash"

Ye Fan walked in the spring pool, and he came to the shore in two steps. He dropped a golden fruit on the spot. The rich fruit aroma penetrated into his internal organs, which instantly made him feel refreshed, and his soul was about to float out. in vitro. "Sure enough, it's a magic medicine. I don't know why it can only grow on this evil and desolate abyss."

Ye Fan put the golden fruit into his mouth and chewed it gently. The sweet taste and fragrant aroma turned it into a tangible quality, which instantly opened his pores and made him feel comfortable, as if bathing in the spring breeze.

The golden fruit the size of a longan was less than a bite. After being bitten into pieces, it turned into a nectar and jade liquid and slid down his throat. Ye Fan felt as if he was about to soar in the daytime. Flying like a fairy. Today, he is already a monk, and he can no longer take it as an ordinary fruit like in the past. He quickly sat down, leaned against the vigorous tree, and began to run the mysterious method recorded in the "Dao Jing".

However, he was too weak, his body was deteriorating, and he almost died of old age. Although he had recovered a lot of energy after drinking the divine spring, he was still as white as snow, with accumulated wrinkles and shriveled flesh. After the strange golden energy entered his body, it did not return to the sea of ​​misery. , Without entering the divine spring, he rushed directly to his limbs and bones, nourishing his aging, and making his flesh and blood gradually give birth to a crystal luster.

After the mysterious method recorded in the Daojing was put into operation, it only played the role of adding and dissolving the holy medicine. After only half a quarter of an hour passed, Ye Fan's flesh and blood swelled up, no longer shriveled, and more and more rosy, like snow. The silk also gradually turned black.

He stretched out his hand and picked the second golden holy fruit, put it in his mouth, and chewed it gently. The sweet pulp turned into golden energy, and quickly rushed to all parts of his body. out.

After half a quarter of an hour, Ye Fan felt full of energy, his flesh and blood were full of strength, and he regained vigor, his skin was elastic, and two holy fruits were in his belly. 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 in a hurry. There was no sense of decay, and he was recovering quickly. At this moment, he seemed to remember something, his face suddenly changed, and he rushed not far away.

Hundred meters away, the golden light was shining, quietly lying in the grass, and was not wrapped down by the Tianxuan Saintess into the endless abyss, Ye Fan hurriedly picked it up and re-entered the sea of ​​misery. "Good luck!"

After taking back the "Dao Jing", Ye Fan walked back, inevitably looking around, the holy mountain was quiet, there were no white skeletons, it was very peaceful.

He looked into the distance, and suddenly felt his scalp numb. The rest of the sacred mountain was densely packed, and white skeletons continued to climb up from the endless abyss. "How could this be? Only there is no place here, there is silence." Ye Fan's thoughts turned, and he instantly thought of the green copper block. "Shen Tianxuan Saintess flew away, she has never shown up, does the green copper block have a strong deterrent effect?" He was surprised, not sure if that was the case. "The barren tower can suppress the millet fairy, green copper is also a treasure, maybe it has such a deterrent power. The green copper block is silent, sinking in the spring under the bitter sea, like a rock, unshakable, he can't control it at all, let alone impossible against the enemy with it.

Not long ago, it was Saintess Tianxuan who entered into his sea of ​​misery and touched the green copper block, and was severely injured. The mysterious green copper was inviolable and uncontrollable, which really made Ye Fan both hopeful and helpless. "That's one r one one r one"

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

On the top of the mountain, a large iron with a length of more than ten meters was inserted straight into the mountain. "That man stood quietly on the hilt of the sword, his black cloak swaying in the wind." Wild slaves! "Ye Fan suddenly made such a judgment, the real flesh and blood cannot survive here, it must be the existence of the saintess Tianxuan.

"Also..." After Ye Fan looked carefully, he saw a shadow on another holy mountain. It was also a body of flesh and blood. Standing on the top of the mountain, a silver bell the size of a house was shining, quietly hanging. above its head.

Ye Fan's expression was solemn, and he saw a third person, standing on a cliff on another holy mountain. The bones around him were climbing around him. Above his head, there was an ancient pagoda. A few meters, it seems to be able to suppress one world. "The fourth person!" At this time, he saw the fourth desolate slave, who stood with his hands behind his back. "Purple clothes are fluttering, and above his head, there is a large square seal, full of ancient meaning and majestic." What's wrong? ! "Ye Fan was extremely surprised, and there were people on the holy mountain that he could see clearly.

Clocks, towers, seals and other instruments are the most difficult to cultivate. People who use them as weapons are generally extraordinary people, and those who truly cultivate to the end will definitely have unimaginable achievements.

"It is said that non-Gaidai masters cannot become barbarian slaves. Those who used bells, towers, seals, etc. as weapons were mostly earth-shattering figures in the past, and perhaps records can be found in ancient history."

Ye Fan quickly walked back to the spring pool. He wanted to completely regain his vitality. He picked two golden fruits one after another. The golden energy trickled down to his flesh, viscera, and bones.

His body bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and the golden energy overflowed from the body, making his body glittering and glittering, like a divine jade carving. At this moment, Ye Fan became a teenager again.

He felt a powerful divine power, his life essence was boiling, rolling like a wave, surging, his internal organs were radiant, flawless, his bones were even more brilliant, condensed with divine splendor, and his skin was radiant The color is so dazzling that it doesn't look like flesh and blood at all, but rather like a god worshipped by the world.

After the first chapter is over, continue to work hard to write the second chapter. s to be continued,