Chapter 105 The Secret Art Comes to the World

Humble Peak, everything is so ordinary. There is nothing surprising, even the ancient bow in Ye Fan's hand looks unpretentious. It was pitch black, as if it had been burned by fire, and there were even a few wormholes on it, which looked a little rotten and seemed to rot at any time.

But it was just such a broken bow, and the fluctuations it released made the sky distorted, as if there was an invisible force field spreading in all directions.

Several elders from Xingfeng descended and saluted Li Ruoyu in the dilapidated palace. One of them said, "Congratulations, brother, the lineage of Zhuofeng will shine."

Li Ruoyu came out, returned the salute to several people, and said, "Why did you say this?"

"The Humble Bow has appeared, and I want to come to the inheritance is about to start. When the Nine Secrets come out, the other main peaks will be eclipsed.

Li Ruoyu shook his head. Said: "I got the clumsy bow by accident, and it does not indicate that the inheritance will be opened."

"Where did Senior Brother Li get the clumsy bow?" The elders of Xingfeng all showed surprise.

"In a badger hole halfway up the mountain, the badger built a nest and used it as firewood."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Humble Peak was very strange. It was a dignified treasure, and the wild badger used it as firewood to build its nest. It was really speechless.

"The ancient bow has appeared, and the rise of Humble Peak is not far away, and it will soar into the sky." An elder of Xingfeng said.

"If Humble Peak wants to rise, it's easier said than done. The inheritance has been cut off for five hundred years, and there are no disciples. The mountains are deserted. It is difficult and difficult to reconnect the broken strings." Li Ruoyu sighed.

An elder of Xingfeng glanced at Ye Fan lightly and said, "This should be regarded as a good seedling."

Ye Fan was apprehensive. These old people were not simple. He was afraid of revealing any flaws. He used his humble bow to coerce dozens of Xingfeng disciples. He didn't know how these old people felt.

At this moment, he had put away the ancient bow, dispelling the terrifying coercion, and several old crows screamed. It rushed from his side and flew to a dead tree not far away.

Afterwards, several elders of Xingfeng said goodbye and were about to leave. Li Ruoyu called them from behind, and said, "Zhuofeng will reorganize the mountain gate. Please tell the master of Xingfeng to a few juniors. Please restrain the disciples a little. After all, Zhuofeng is a main peak, so don't break in again."

When the elders of Xingfeng heard the words, their figures froze, and one of them said, "I'll tell you later."

It was not until they were far away from Zhuofeng that several elders of Xingfeng talked in a low voice, and one of them frowned: "Why did Zhuo Gong appear like this?"

"It seems that our Senior Brother Li is not simple. In the past, we all underestimated him, thinking that his aptitude was low and it was difficult to achieve success.

"Zhuofeng is a very strange place. Many things cannot be handled with common sense. Shouldn't Li Ruoyu become the second Zhuofeng master?"

They remembered the past of Humble Peak, and there was a former sage who was not very qualified. However, before the inheritance of Humble Peak, he obtained the practice method, and in the end, his achievements were comparable to those of ancient powers, and his mana was unparalleled in the world.

"Humble Peak, outstanding but not awkward, with Huaguang's inner connotation, it is not far off to re-emerge, I have such a feeling." A very old elder of Xingfeng said.

"Even if Humble Peak re-emerges and becomes extremely prosperous, so what? Xingfeng is the foundation of Taixuanmen, one of the strongest inheritances, and half of the headmasters in history are from our lineage."

At this moment, Ye Fan was very fortunate that he only roasted one hare, instead of knocking down the nine old crows. He didn't know what would happen if he did that.

The dark ancient bow with several wormholes on it is very eye-catching, Ye Fan felt strange no matter how he looked at it, if it was a heavy treasure, how could it be bitten through by insects.

Li Ruoyu stood in front of the ninth-order ladder, took the clumsy bow from Ye Fan's hand, stroked it gently, and finally placed the ancient bow on the ancient jade stone steps.

The nine colors of jade flowed with water waves, submerging the clumsy bow, and then a flame jumped, and the dark ancient bow burned.

"Senior, what are you doing?!" Ye Fan was shocked.

"According to legend, the mountain is the scripture, and the bow is the root. This bow is a key to Zhuofeng. Maybe the inheritance can be reproduced."

Seeing the ancient bow burning, Ye Fan said in surprise, "This is a great treasure, won't it just be destroyed?"

"It can't be destroyed, it will only be integrated into the Humble Peak, and its power will be more powerful. The mountain bow is one, and it can split the sky." Li Ruoyu sighed: "The inheritance really shouldn't be reproduced. I don't know if it can be opened by doing this."

The flames beat, the clumsy bow merged into the ninth-order ladder, and disappeared completely. In the end, everything calmed down, and Ye Fan felt a subtle change.

This peak has become more introverted and unremarkable. It seems to be hundreds of meters lower, and it is already less than 2,600 meters high. Many surrounding "cong peaks" are a bit higher than it.

"If I sit here, you can leave." After Li Ruoyu said this, he sat cross-legged in front of the ninth-order ladder, motionless like a dead tree.

"Senior Li..." Ye Fan was shocked and wanted to persuade, but he couldn't speak.

Finally, he stepped aside. Looking at the yellow-colored book that the old man gave him, there are some methods of cultivation, but more of them are insights and experiences.

Ye Fan was quickly attracted. He had no shortage of cultivation techniques. The "Dao Jing" was the ancient scripture of the Eastern Wilderness, and it was the strongest mental technique for cultivating the secret realm of Lunhai. People pointed out that this yellowed ancient book was undoubtedly a blessing in disguise for him.

He was immersed in it all night, looking fascinated. Some doubts in my mind were completely resolved.

In Ye Fan's body, a divine vein is extending, like a bridge leading to the front, traversing the golden sea of ​​bitterness, and the surrounding fog is hazy.

The Shenqiao actually extended overnight. This was an immediate gain after he solved the confusion in his heart. If he could traverse the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other end, then he would be considered to have broken into the realm of the other side.

"quack quack"

In the next few days, Ye Fan felt very speechless, it could be described as a dark cover, very ominous, and several crows hovered above his head from time to time.

It is said that this is the elf bred by the ancient bow.

Ye Fan guessed that the so-called elves were "gods" born out of "tools". He didn't know what rank such weapons were, and it must be very scary to think about.

As for the nine arrow feathers, it was just a carrier, not so special. The key was that the ancient bow and the nine elves combined together, which was extremely terrifying.

In the past few days, Xingfeng's disciples did not break into Humble Peak, but many people were very angry and often wandered around.

Ye Fan ignored them. In the past few days, he continued to explore. He felt that such a superpower, even if it was inferior to the Ji family and Yaoguang Holy Land, if the domain gate was opened, most of them could cross half of the Eastern Wasteland.

Half a month later, Li Ruoyu woke up and turned around and kept saying to himself, "Great success is like a lack, great gain is like a rush, great skill is like clumsy..."

Ye Fan stepped forward quickly. Salute to the old man and said, "Can the seniors gain anything?"

"Zhuofeng should be like this, there is no need for the fairy mist to fill the air, and the auspicious colors are lingering. I think I have found some reasons." Li Ruoyu seemed to have gained something, and said: "The mountain is the scripture, inheriting the secret method, and it needs a corresponding state of mind. Only in order to imprint the magic."

The old man's life was worry-free, and he didn't sit still, so Ye Fan was relieved, and he began to pay attention to the affairs of Shanmen. In the past two weeks, Xingfeng's disciples have often appeared, as if waiting for him to come down the mountain.

"I said are you annoying, wandering in front of Humble Peak all day, want to steal here?"

Beneath the Humble Peak, a disciple of Xingfeng sneered and said: "The competition between the main peaks is about to begin. There are still more than two months to calculate. I hope you will not have stage fright at that time."

"It's none of my business, I didn't say to participate, you guys go fight, I'll be there to support you." Ye Fan stood on the Humble Peak and smiled at the people below.

"Since you joined Humble Peak and became the only disciple of this peak, even if you want to not participate, you can't do it. I hope you can laugh at that time."

Xingfeng's disciples suffered a lot from Ye Fan and were very hostile to him. It is conceivable that once the competition started, they would definitely target Ye Fan.

"There is such a thing, I abstain!" Ye Fan didn't feel blushing at all.

"Where did this guy come from, why is he so thick-skinned, he can say such things?" Under the mountain, all the people were dumbfounded.

"Unfortunately, you have to play at least ten games before you can abstain..." Someone shook his head, showing a look of schadenfreude, and said, "At that time, there will be many people who will take good care of you, enjoy it slowly."

"Is it a battle between the same level, or a battle across borders?" Ye Fan asked.

"You think you are a god? You still want to fight across borders..." Below, Xingfeng's disciples all showed contempt.

"So, it's a duel between monks of the same rank, why don't we have a few games now?" Ye Fan smiled and said, "Welcome to the monks of the sea of ​​bitterness to come to Zhuofeng to communicate."

At the foot of the mountain, most of these Xingfeng disciples are in the life spring realm. They came here to find an opportunity to clean up Ye Fan, and they looked at each other in dismay after hearing the words.

A few monks from the Life Spring Realm showed a kind smile, walked forward, and said, "We are all monks in the Sea of ​​Bitter Realm, so let's have a few games."

Half an hour later, a piece of news reached Xingfeng, a dozen disciples were beaten with bruised noses and bruised faces, and they were buckled in Zhuofeng, where they were building a mountain road.

Many disciples of Humble Peak were in an uproar, and some people flew to Humble Peak immediately. Some people wanted to force their way, but they were stopped by the people around them, and they all landed in front of the mountain gate.

"I admit defeat, I didn't force it..." Ye Fan stood on the mountain, rushed down and shouted, "Are you here to help build Humble Peak?"

"I said where did this kid come from, why is it so different, even our Xingfeng disciples dare to detain him."

"Don't you know, half a month ago, he severely injured several people in my Xingfeng, and later he confronted dozens of my Xingfeng disciples with a magic bow, which alarmed the elders."

"Before the big competition, Humble Peak conducts a small competition, and welcomes the monks from the Sea of ​​Bitter Realm to come and learn from each other." Ye Fan shouted from above with a look of harmless people and animals: "However, come up one by one."

On the Humble Peak, a dozen or so Xingfeng disciples who were banned, scolded Ye Fan for being shameless, and the bastard started "fishing" again.

However, this time, no one stepped forward rashly, and there was a lesson from the past. These people naturally understood that there were oddities, and felt that Ye Fan must have mastered an ancient treasure similar to a clumsy bow.

One after another, Xingfeng's disciples flew in, wanting to see who they were, who dared to detain Xingfeng's disciples. Among the crowd was a woman in white with a startled expression, feeling a little unbelievable, it was Li Xiaoman.

At this moment, Ye Fan didn't notice her and rushed up the mountain quickly, he felt a little abnormal.

The Bodhi in his arms trembled slightly, a little warm, and a strange feeling came to his heart.

"Could it be that that kind of secret technique is about to appear?!" Ye Fan's speed reached the extreme, and he quickly rushed to the top of the mountain.

At the top of Humble Peak, there is a void, extremely quiet, the vegetation inside is prosperous and withered, green leaves dripping for a while, withering and dead for a while.

The ninth-order ladder, hazy, constantly enlarged, unexpectedly Qionglou Yuyu appeared on the top, horizontally in the void.

Li Ruoyu sat cross-legged like a fossil, opposing the ninth-order ladder.

Today's thinking is not smooth, just this chapter. (!)