Chapter 185 Ominous Place

The ancient past has passed away with time, and the dust of history is buried in the ground. This is the truest portrayal of the Northern Territory. Years have passed, the vibrant land has become desolate, and the races of the past have become history.

Today, there is only endless emptiness and desolation left in the Northern Territory. Looking around, the boundless land has nothing but a monotonous reddish-brown color.

A dozen or so cavalry galloped fast, Zhang Wuye and his village were 200 miles away, and at this speed, they could rush back before the sun went down.

Ye Fan also rode on a horse and rode with Zhang Wuye, earnestly asking all kinds of secrets about Yuan.

Thousands of years ago, "Yuantian" was lost, and many secret methods of guiding the source were lost. Zhang Wuye was very sorry, and he sighed when he talked about it.

Ye Fan was also a little disappointed, it was definitely a novel, and he really wanted to have a look at it. The dragon veins of the source were determined, and this kind of method was shocking to the world. Once in hand, it will surely become a guest of the Holy Land. This novel is of inestimable value. More than a dozen rides ran, leaving a dozen smoke and dust.

After more than an hour, the horse became slower and slower, but it only ran for seventy or eighty miles. "drive!"

Suddenly, seven or eight horses appeared on the horizon, and the speed was extremely fast, like a whirlwind, stirring up smoke and dust, and they came to the front in the blink of an eye.

The mounts of these people are not ordinary horses, they are all shiny, tall and long, very tall and sturdy. They are dragon-scale horses, shaped like horses, covered with blue whales, and travel four or five thousand miles a day, tirelessly. "No, it's a rogue!" Among the dozen or so, the very clever boy named Wang Shu changed color. "Stop for Lao Tzu!" shouted a very dark-skinned middle-aged man.

The eight-skinned dragon, whale and horse surrounded Ye Fan and the others, and everyone on the mount shouted, "Hand over all the sources you have excavated, or this will be the place where your bones are buried."

Ye Fan finally experienced the complexity of this chaotic place firsthand. "My lord, we didn't collect a single source today, and we didn't gain anything." Wang Shu explained with a smile.

"Don't talk nonsense, people like you who have sourced resources have always been unable to shed tears without seeing the coffin. Hurry up and hand them over and let you go, or next year's day will be your sacrificial day." The black-faced middle-aged man in the middle scolded. "Sir, we really have nothing to gain. If you don't believe it, you can search your body as much as you can, and we will not have any resistance." Zhang Wuye cupped his hands. Ye Fan patted Fifth Master Zhang's shoulder, so that he didn't have to worry and looked at these people. "Stay the old thing!" A rogue stepped forward and stared at Ye Fan, feeling the aura of a source in him.

"Also said that there is no source, this young man with thin skin and tender meat must have a lot of sources." A rogue waved his horse whip and slammed it towards Ye Fan, scolding: "In front of us, you dare to lie!"

"port"

Niu Fan grabbed the whip and said to Zhang Wuye and the others, "You guys go and wait for me in front." "Who do you think you are, bastard, even a source hunter?" The rogue glanced around and said, "I Whoever dares to leave, wait here for me!" "Pfft"

Ye Fan ripped him off the big head horse, but he didn't kill him. He had a lot to ask these rogues. Seeing this, Zhang Wuye and others rushed into the distance without stopping.

The rogue for Wei, looting all day long, naturally saw that something was wrong, and directly abandoned the dragon-scaled horse, soaring into the sky, wanting to escape.

"Do you still want to leave?" Ye Fan snapped his fingers, and the eight fingers, like eight hammers, hit their bodies, and the eight fell to the ground.

The rogues for Wei are just monks in the life spring realm. For Ye Fan, they are vulnerable. These people are all pale and know that they are kicked into an iron plate. "Whether you are rogues, the source of your body is less than half a catty." Ye Fan was quite dissatisfied, and said: "Tell me in detail what gangs of robbers are nearby."

Half an hour later, Ye Fan led the eight dragon crocodile horses to catch up with Zhang Wuye and others, and said, "Will it bring trouble to you by taking these dragon horses back?"

More than a dozen young and middle-aged people were very jealous, but Zhang Wuye shook his head and said, "Let them fend for themselves, and only rogues can ride. It would be too dazzling to have these strange beasts in our village.

"Rogues are rampant, do the sects here don't care?" Ye Fan asked.

"What to do, the rogues are like the tip of a locust-, one group after another, there's no way to manage it."

"It's almost as if they are different, but I heard that there are many sects that support rogues and secretly loot."

Ye Fan further learned that the chaos and bloodshed in the Northern Territory is simply a paradise for sin.

"It's no wonder that monks from other regions are coming to the Northern Territory to take risks. There is no law here. As long as you have the strength, you can become a local emperor on one side."

Ye Fan felt that this was very suitable for him, so he didn't have to worry about the source.

Before sunset, I finally completed the journey of more than 200 miles.

In front, there is a stockade made of stones, but there are only a few dozen households, and all together there are no more than 200 people.

When he came to the front, Ye Fan realized that the folk customs were sturdy. All the villagers, men and women, young and old, were holding sharp knives. When they saw that Zhang Wuye had come back, he let out a sigh of relief and put down the sharp knives. "Chen Dabeard is here again. He said that there are still five days left. If we can't turn in the source, we will destroy our entire village. Those villagers frowned and sighed." The other teams who went out were also unsuccessful. and return. "In recent years, the sources have been excessively harvested, and the sources in the nearby areas have been exhausted, so how can they be harvested in a short period of time. Ye Fan stayed here. Most of the northern regions were stone houses, but his residence was clean and carefully cleaned up. That night, Fifth Master Zhang warmly entertained him and killed a sheep. The crowd sat around the fire and roasted the whole sheep, which was golden and shiny. After it was removed from the fire, everyone ate the meat in large pieces and in large bowls. drink wine,

Most of the men in the northern region were rough, even bandit-like, and they had to drink together. Ye Fan was very happy to eat, and he always fled after a while, this feeling made him very relaxed. During the banquet, he asked Zhang Wuye for some place names and where they were.

Zhang Wuye asked people to bring cowhide maps and show them to him one by one, all within a hundred miles, "This is the stronghold he learned from several rogues.

Now, Ye Fan urgently needs a source to improve his strength, and he took action that night, attacking three rogue strongholds one after another.

As a result, he was greatly disappointed. There were only a dozen people in each den of thieves, and the source of more than two kilograms was only found in the three places.

"It's not enough for me, I need to find a thief to do it." Now, Ye Fan misses the source area of ​​the Holy Land of Fluctuating Light very much. It is really a treasure land. The outside area is very barren, and there is no way to compare it.

This stone village is located in an oasis with a radius of more than ten kilometers. There is a lonely mountain on the horizon, which is several thousand meters high. No dirt, no vegetation, just a rocky mountain. In the early morning, the sun is shining, and the huge rocky mountain gives people a very condensed feeling.

When Ye Fan walked out of the stone house, he happened to see Zhang Wuye bowing to the mountain facing the dawn, which made him feel quite strange.

The young man named Er Lengzi explained honestly: "The first thing Zhang Wuye does when he wakes up every day is to worship that mountain." Ye Fan's heart moved, the mountain is probably not simple, and I am afraid there is a hidden meaning. Right at this moment, Fifth Master Zhang came over and didn't explain anything, just beckoned him to have breakfast. "Er Lengzi, let me ask you, what's so strange about that mountain?" Ye Fan asked when there was no one there. "I don't know, Zhang Wuye won't let us approach, saying that it is an ominous place." Er Lengzi shook his head.

After eating morning and evening, Ye Fan stepped forward, like a wisp of smoke, and arrived in front of the mountain in a short time.

Its whole body is purple-brown, like dull purple gold polished, thick and condensed, up to four kilometers, very steep, and mortals can't climb it at all.

Ye Fan was surprised that there were many knife marks and sword holes on it, all of which were almost weathered and obliterated.

He tried to swipe a finger on the stone wall, and it was very hard, comparable to fine iron. This purple rock is very special.

Ye Fan suddenly took a breath of cold air, such a hard mountain, Dufubujing has weathered it into this shape, when did the marks of the knife and axe on it come from? immeasurable!

His scalloped pattern rose up into the air, becoming more and more surprised. Not only were there knife marks on the stone wall at the foot of the mountain, but also the hole marks penetrated by the weapon's blade all over the mountain, all the way to the middle of the mountain.

After reaching the middle of the mountain, the purple mountain stood up and down, like a big sword, inserted into the sky, majestic.

Ye Fan was surprised to find that in addition to the traces left by various weapons, there were also many palm prints and finger holes, which were almost weathered, blurred, and faintly discernible.

"This must be the traces left before the ancient times, otherwise such a hard purple stone, the hole marks on it would not be nearly wiped out." After Ye Fan flew to the top of the mountain, he looked into the distance and found that there were mountains in every direction. "There are nine mountains in total, and they are barely visible on the far horizon, and this Purple Mountain seems to be in the center." Ye Fan didn't do much research on mountains and rivers, so he couldn't find anything special, so he finally focused on this mountain. Purple Mountain. The top of the mountain was bare and nothing, and the morning sun shone down, making the whole mountain even more majestic. "There's nothing special about it, is there a source in it?" Ye Fan sacrificed his teeth every time, slashing on the open mountain.

Purple Mountain is very hard, especially the top of the mountain, but it was still cut open by gold, sparks shot in all directions, and rocks pierced through the air, and a big resistance appeared on the top of the mountain in a short time.

Ye Fan frowned and found nothing unusual. It was the kind of stone that wrapped the source, and it shouldn't come out of the source. In the end, he returned without success and returned to Shizhai.

The next day, he woke up early and watched from a distance, and sure enough, the first thing he did after seeing Fifth Master Zhang leaving the house was to worship the mountain.

At breakfast, he couldn't help it, and asked, "Master, is that mountain special? Why do you have to bow down every day?"

Zhang Wuye's expression was condensed, then he sighed, and said, "There is an ominous place, you must not go there. My ancestors once said that in the northern region of Shim, no one can provoke it." ..." Ye Fan was even more surprised, and asked, "What on earth is that Purple Mountain?" "I don't know what it is, I only know that it is an ominous place."

Ye Fan didn't ask anything, he wandered around in the cottage, and then found Er Lengzi and asked again, but he couldn't say why he came.

That very clever young man Wang Shu happened to pass by, and he was very fond of Ye Fan. Knowing that he stayed to help the village, he said, "I know a little. When the fifth master of Zhang was drunk, he cried bitterly, saying that there was an ominous place there. Earth, it is related to what ancient emperor."

Ye Fan was stunned at the time. Since ancient times, how many great emperors have there been in the entire Eastern Wilderness? !

But there are only a few people, and they rule the world [covering the sky], shocking the past and present, and almost no one can surpass their achievements.

The several terrifying extreme weapons in Donghuang were all taken out of the hands of those few people, and others could not be sacrificed at all.

At this moment, Ye Fan felt his blood boil and almost shouted out, is it related to the ancient emperor? He thought a lot at once.