Chapter 609 The Second Saint

Chapter 609 The Second Saint

The dark clouds are gone, the stars are shining, the moonlight is shining, the low mountains are very quiet, everything is like nothing has happened.

Ye Fan came to the old tree step by step. This ancient pine is at least four thousand years old. The trunk is hollow and the pine needles are sparse. It is already dying.

At the root of the tree, there is a bluestone, no longer than one meter six or seven, which is exactly the same length as the old Taoist priest. It is very flat and somewhat extraordinary.

"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..."

Ye Fan was stunned, this old Taoist was still alive, and the world has become a mulberry field several times. He sighed like this, how old has he lived?

He strode to the back of the small Taoist temple, came to the loess tomb, and turned the source of the gods to observe. At this moment, he shivered.

Under that loess, the tattered Taoist robes were still there, and the old wooden hairpin was still lying on its side.

"How could this be..." Ye Fan felt a little hairy in his heart, and it was clear that he had already transformed into Taoism and no longer existed, but why did he see his figure just now?

It must have been an illusion just now. The dark clouds appeared, the old Taoist manifested, and then disappeared inexplicably. It was very real, and those words seemed to be still echoing.

"It's not the imprint of the remaining consciousness, because I heard the real voice." Ye Fan returned to the front of the view and walked on the low mountain, very puzzled in his heart.

The night was as silent as the sound of water, except for the occasional chorus of night birds, there was no special sound, and I could not feel the breath of a stranger, and it was even less possible to have magical powers.

He was full of doubts, but there was no way to solve it. In the end, he could only continue to meditate. He believed that no matter what kind of strong man he was, he should have no ill will towards him.

Ye Fan lived in seclusion here, and more than half a month passed in a flash. He sat in front of the Taoist temple every day, silently comprehending the Tao.

This is a pure land of returning to nature, far away from the hustle and bustle, but there is no auspiciousness lingering, everything is very natural, like an elegant ink painting.

Occasionally, the woodcutter would sing loudly during the day, and sometimes the hunters would chase some wild beasts from the depths of the mountains, roaring the mountains, Ye Fan's heart was ethereal, and he could appreciate all this.

Over the past few days, he has captured a strange dao mark, the dwarf mountain is filled with spirit, and before taking the dragon marrow, he already has a mysterious feeling, and his body and mind are all alive.

"The land of Taoism is the land of the gods in the world. If a great sect learns about it, it will definitely occupy it immediately, and set up a great formation of Heaven and Luo, and it will become a forbidden place that outsiders cannot set foot in."

Another late night came, and the dark clouds were rolling, almost pressing down to the top of the mountain.

There was a curtain of rain between heaven and earth. Ye Fan stood in the Taoist temple and watched the world in the rain. Occasionally, lightning flashed across the dark night sky, but in an instant, he saw a bright rain world.

"boom"

Lightning smashed, and in an instant, more than a hundred silver lights appeared in the sky and the earth, penetrating the sky and the ground, endless heavy rain poured down, and the mountains in the water were instantly bright.

But then, it fell into the boundless darkness again, the lightning disappeared, only the heavy rain poured, and nothing else could be seen, terrifying late night, alone, with an abnormal atmosphere.

"boom"

There was another thunderstorm, and hundreds of golden snakes fluttered, making the vast sky and earth blazing, and the mountains in the distance were clearly visible.

"That is……"

Ye Fan stood in front of the window, his face changed suddenly, he saw the old Taoist again, still in that tattered Taoist robe, with a wooden hairpin stuck in the bun.

At this time, he sat cross-legged in the rainy night sky, opened his mouth and inhaled, all the thousands of electric lights disappeared into his mouth and disappeared.

"boom"

The heavy rain fell like a waterfall, water was everywhere in the sky and the earth, and the lightning became more intense.

"So much lightning is like a catastrophe..." Ye Fan said to himself.

However, what surprised him was that the old Taoist was still doing the same thing. He opened his mouth and took a breath, and thousands of lightning bolts disappeared instantly, all rushing into his mouth.

"This is too... perverted"

Ye Fan has changed, he has experienced several calamities, he can resist, and he is not afraid, but he has to pay a price.

This is like a fantasy, not a trace of thunder and lightning fell, and he was sucked into the body by his mouth, not like a catastrophe, but like absorbing water.

"boom"

The endless thunder light fell, the sky and the earth were white, and all kinds of thunder calamities appeared.

At the top, an ancient sky tower appeared, and some human-shaped lightning bolts appeared, intertwined, and smashed randomly on the sky.

"Could it be possible to swallow such a great catastrophe?" Ye Fan couldn't believe that the level of this catastrophe had reached an unimaginable level.

He has seen the sky tower formed by lightning, and there are people walking around with electric mans, but he has never experienced it, and he knows that there is endless terror, and if he hits it, it will definitely become ashes.

However, the old Taoist was still the same at this time, let the heavy rain pour down, the lightning flooded the sky, he just opened his mouth and sucked all the lightning into his mouth.

"Is that human being?"

Ye Fan was covered with cold hairs standing on end. When he fought against the robbery, the endless lightning finally dissipated in the sky and the earth, and the old man did not let go of it, he absorbed it all.

This is terrifying, it can't be calculated, it makes no sense, especially the sky tower formed by lightning, and the human-shaped thunder light, how terrifying and terrifying, but it was also swallowed.

The old Taoist appeared out of thin air in front of the broken Taoist temple, so fast that he couldn't understand it. The thunder in his mouth was endless, turned into a pill, and slipped into his belly.

Ye Fan was stunned, this old Taoist is really terrifying, has he turned those thunder tribulations into pills?

Between the sky and the earth, the lightning disappeared, and there was only heavy rain, the rain curtain fell in the dark night sky, and the sound of water was everywhere.

Ye Fan didn't move, quietly watching the old Taoist, he was afraid that if he made a sound, he would suddenly disappear like last time.

"The sea has turned into dust for tens of thousands of autumns, Daohua's yellow hair is long and sorrowful, a dream is thousands of years, and the immortal road is rugged and where to travel..."

The old Taoist moaned softly, sitting cross-legged on the bluestone, motionless, blending into the sky and the night rain, without brilliance, let alone divine power, raindrops fell on his body, but did not wet his clothes.

This is definitely an expert, Ye Fan was shocked, he felt that he might have met a saint

He thought that there was only one old madman who was made holy in the world, but he never thought that there was also one in Zhongzhou. His words were inconceivable, and his realm was immeasurable.

"senior……"

He walked into the heavy rain and called softly, very pious and respectful, but the old man didn't move, his eyes closed like a stone.

Ye Fan cautiously tried to sense it, and found that the thin old Taoist was sitting on the bluestone, close at hand, but he could not sense his existence.

"No, it's not a spiritual imprint, but it doesn't have an entity..." He was startled, because at this moment Yuan Tianshen's eyes opened, it was a phantom.

Suddenly, the old man stood up and walked straight to this side. He was shocked, but he didn't make any movement. If a saint wanted to make a move, all the masters in the world, except the old lunatic, would not be able to stop him.

"brush"

The old Taoist walked straight to the Taoist temple, touched him, spread out like air, rushed past, and then slowly disappeared.

"It's not a real person, he is still... dead." Ye Fan was in a daze.

Afterwards, he carefully inspected this low mountain in the heavy rain, and found a lot of magnetic rocks, which was an iron mine.

"Yes, I see..."

He thought of the reports he saw on the other side of the starry sky, the figures in the ancient tombs, the ancient soldiers fighting in the Grand Canyon, and everything seemed real.

In fact, all these pictures are just reappearances of the past, such as rock masses with magnetism in nature, and these "past events" can be played back under certain conditions.

Ye Fan was extremely regretful that he had missed an ancient sage. He was only two years late, and he could not see it. This person's Taoism has reached an unbelievable level.

Refining the calamity into pills, this method is not even recorded in the ancient books, it is conceivable to imagine how tyrannical he has reached.

"A sage is sitting here silently, no one knows about it, and all the five domains don't know, except for the old lunatic, there is also a sage in Zhongzhou..."

Ye Fan sighed, this may be the real master, there is no so-called heart to dominate the world [covering the sky], with such an unparalleled cultivation base, no one knows, sitting in the mountains.

"This is the realm of a saint."

In comparison, other cultivators are far behind. Such people have long been scornful of the world, and have nothing to worry about, but only have a heart to seek immortals.

After Ye Fan realized that it was a phantom, he paid more attention and stayed here for a long time. If he could see the various practices of the old Taoist, it would definitely be a great opportunity.

Time flies, two months later, Ye Fan is meditating, silently enlightened, refining dragon marrow, breakthrough is imminent, it may cause a catastrophe in the near future.

However, in the past few days, it was difficult for him to calm down, because he saw a few more pictures and got an amazing message.

When the old Taoist muttered to himself, he mentioned the Nine Secrets. He was born in an ancient family and had one secret.

Of course, just a few words are not enough to prove that Ye Fan is connected by various clues, it is the result of his speculation, and it is not necessarily true.

But even so, there was still a bōlan in his heart, the Nine Secrets almost broke the inheritance, there are only three or four kinds left in the world, and now he accidentally got the clues of the First Secret in Zhongzhou, which is of great importance.

"Cai family, there is no such an ancient family in Zhongzhou..." Ye Fan said to himself, before he came to Zhongzhou, he had carefully studied the situation of the major forces, and there was no Cai family.

"Is it a hidden family?"

"Or the Cai family that was at its peak a few years ago, but suddenly declined and died?"

In the past few days, there have been thunderclouds in the sky from time to time, and Ye Fan felt that he might take that step.

On that night, the moon and stars were sparse, and he saw the figure of the old Taoist again, but he had only seen it five or six times before and after, and he paid special attention.

"It would be great if I could hear him recite a section of the Taoist formula, or one of the nine secrets."

Ye Fan prayed, but knew that it was almost impossible. After the old Taoist sat down, he didn't leave a word, which was enough to see his mentality, which was too detached.

"There is nothing in the world that does not stand still, and the gain or loss of human life is not delayed. It is suitable to drink at home and in the hall. Looking back, I have seen it for eight thousand years..."

This time, the old Taoist felt a sense of disappointment. Unlike in the past, he detoured around the Taoist temple for three times, then raised his eyes to the west, and finally came to the back of the Taoist temple.

"His tone...why is this, how does it look like he is about to die?"

Ye Fan was shocked. This old Taoist lived for at least 8,000 years, and has been away from home for 8,000 years. This is a bit scary

It must be a saint, and there will never be any mistakes, otherwise it is impossible to have such a longevity, and it is the pinnacle of existence.

The old Taoist found an open space behind the small Taoist temple, dug a pit, calm and natural, walked in step by step, and buried himself.

This coincides with the original loess tomb, which is one place.

"Come without a trace, go without a trace, go and come together. Why do you need to ask about the floating life, only the floating life is a dream..." These are the last few words of the old Taoist. .

"This... is the ancient saint." Ye Fan could only sigh these words.