Chapter 608: Hidden Kirin in the Field

Jin Chi was stunned for a while, and then the fire hit the men, and the blood all over his body burst into flames, and he almost scolded him. When has he been despised like this?

Even if you don't know the ancient divine script, you won't be reprimanded like that. But he didn't dare to attack. Now that he was picked up in the air by the golden spear, his life was squeezed into Ye Fan's hands, and he didn't dare to let out the air.

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

"Continuing to intermarry with the human race, we are almost turning into half-humans, the blood of the ancient times is getting thinner and thinner, and the mark of the ancestor king has long faded." Jin Chixiao explained.

He felt very uncomfortable. The descendants of the dignified Golden King were actually said to be illiterate. There is nothing worse and ridiculous than this. He really wanted to swallow this evil enemy in one bite.

Ye Fan was very disappointed. He didn't have a good face. He finally caught an ancient creature and wanted him to translate the fairy tears, green and gold, but he didn't even know a word.

"Where's the Nine Heavens Biluo Bell King?"

"Sent to Beiyuan."

"Bullshit, come out quickly!" Ye Fan stared.

Jin Chixiao's heart jumped for a while, and he explained heartily, saying: "The Biluo Bell is the weapon of a generation of invincible kings, but it is stained, I will send it back to the family to wash...

"There is an earth god in the golden family?" Ye Fan was surprised.

"There are some, which should make the treasures look like they used to be." Jin Chixiao responded cautiously.

"When will they deliver it to you?" Ye Fan pondered, there is such a rare treasure as the god of the earth, and it must be able to clean the Biluo Bell.

"I do not know either……"

"Then what's the use of you?" Ye Fan shouted bad luck, encountering an ancient creature who did not know the ancient language, and even sent King Zhong away, the more he looked at it, the more annoying it became.

"As long as you spare my life, I am willing to pay any price." Jin Chixiao begged for mercy, he sensed the other's killing intent.

"You killed me three times, and you still want to live?" Ye Fan didn't want to say more, flicked his golden spear and shook it into mud, destroying both body and spirit.

"Do not……"

In the distance, the three elders of Tai Cheng came to see this scene, their liver and gallbladder were split, this is their young master, but he died like this, it is difficult to replace.

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

"Floating life is like a dream and can be geometric, and floating life is even more worrying. No one can do longevity with me, in the mountains, there is only a simple loess bag.

"This is his tomb, he died without leaving a word, I don't know who it is, and even the method of cultivation has not been handed down..."

He stood in front of the loess tomb, turned the Yuantian Divine Eye, and stared at the ground, wanting to see what kind of realm the withered bone was.

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

"No, there are tattered robes, twilights, and shoes and socks..." He thought, is this a tomb of clothes?

"Turn the Dao!" He was taken aback and finally confirmed that there should be a corpse, but he turned himself away before dying. This is definitely a master.

Generally speaking, only the characters above the peerless king can transform into the Tao and attribute themselves to the nature of heaven and earth. This is the real transformation of the Tao, rather than self-destruction.

"Sure enough, it is the crouching tiger and leopard on the sacred mountain, and the unicorn is hidden in the field. In this way, there is an old king, and even a sage sitting in a seat!"

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

"It's not that there are no masters in the world, it's just unknown. There is an unparalleled master here, most likely not worse than the peerless God King Jiang Taixu, even more so, he is very likely to be a saint."

However, this person died just like that, leaving nothing, not even his name.

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

"It's too thorough, and there really is nothing left for future generations. Such an unimaginable existence, his inheritance is cut off, is really an immeasurable loss."

Ye Fan stayed here. It was very quiet and suitable for him to sit in Guan Wudao without anyone disturbing him.

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

"Let's go, how can his seclusion place be a mortal land, and if he transforms into Taoism here, it will become a spiritual place for cultivation in the future."

Ye Ji got the dragon marrow, not because he was persuaded to eat it, he was able to enter the fourth transformation of the dragon, and everything had to be enlightened by himself.

There are fragments of the Dao Law in the dragon marrow, which can help, but it is not the root of the breakthrough. The first element lies in the cultivator's own heart.

In the middle of the night, the stars were full of stars, Ye Fan sat cross-legged in front of the Taoist temple, with five hearts facing the sky, a dragon rising up on his back, and finally emerged from the shape and danced around him.

"I come to sleep under a pine tree, and sleep on a stone. There are no calendar days in the mountains, and the cold is so cold that I don't know the year..."

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

At this time, a dark cloud drifted past, blocking the stars and moon in the sky, the earth was dark, and the mountains were black with no fingers.

Just in front of the Taoist temple, in front of the ancient tree that many people could not hug together, a person appeared out of thin air, and it was he who made the sound.

Ye Fan's heart trembled, who is this person, who can avoid his spiritual sense and appear directly in such a close distance, it's too scary.

He moved his senses and observed it carefully, and he was horrified in an instant, the ancient Taoist robe fluttered, and a thin and short old Taoist priest appeared under the dead tree.

He was very familiar with the outdated Taoist robes, which were exactly the same as those in Taoist temples, and were no different from the robes under the loess tomb.

Ye Fan's back was cold, and when he looked between his hair, a broken wooden hairpin was so familiar, it was no different from the one in the tomb.

"Damn it!"

Ye Fanteng stood up all of a sudden, and stepped back many steps. How could a person who has already transformed into the Tao still appear?

"The human world has been transformed into a mulberry field several times, and although the mulberry field has become a danqing, who will become a fairy from the danqing..."

The thin old Taoist, walking under the old tree, muttered to himself, blending in with this dark night.

"You... Ye Fan went backwards, a breeze blew past, the fresh smell of vegetation came, the dark clouds in the sky drifted away, the breeze was still in front of the Taoist temple, but the old Taoist disappeared.

Ye Fan's scalp was numb, his eyes didn't even turn, he stared straight ahead, but the old Taoist disappeared as if he had evaporated.