Chapter 8: The Eucharist
In the chaos, Ye Fan closed his eyes slightly, floating in the void as if he was asleep, but outside his body were patches of terrifying thunder, intertwined with electric snakes, as if the heavens and the earth had just opened, and the primeval aura was surging.
The thunder light immediately became extremely violent the moment Ye Fan appeared, and it fell overwhelmingly towards him, and in an instant, it was covered by more than a dozen purple thick thunder lights, and then, Ye Fan's body burst out with a dazzling golden light, and even his skin turned into gold, and the light shone brightly, like countless peerless swords, cutting through the darkness and making all the chaotic qi surging and churning.
Ye Fan's face was calm in the sleep, and on the wasteland in his body, the golden seed that had been bred by obtaining the power of Concubine Lan's Seven Yin Niang before also radiated light and broke out of the ground.
This vibrant golden seed didn't seem to be interested in the thunder and lightning around Ye Fan's body, but only emitted a little soft light to envelop the entire wasteland, and then fell into the wasteland.
"Yes, yes, without any cultivation, you can be safe and sound in the chaos thunder and lightning, and you are worthy of being the chosen person by heaven's will. ”
An exclamation sounded in Ye Fan's mental space, and when Ye Fan, who was still asleep, found that a strange thought had invaded, his own mind took the initiative to stop this strange thought.
"Huh~ This kid's mind is also good!"
In Ye Fan's spiritual space, a powerful ideological force swept over, rushing towards that unfamiliar thought.
Compared with the two, Ye Fan's thoughts are like the vast sea, and the unfamiliar thoughts are a stream.
However, the strange thought was not afraid, and even said with a little praise in his tone: "It's been ten thousand years, and you are a person who dares to attack me with your thoughts, but the old man likes it very much, wake me up." ”
The sound of this thought, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens, directly hit Ye Fan's spiritual space.
Ye Fan's mind trembled, his body was still asleep in the void, but his consciousness drifted into the distance with the voice.
The breath of the vast ancient, the wilderness of the distance.
When Ye Fan's consciousness was completely awakened, he found that he was actually standing between such a piece of heaven and earth.
He could clearly feel that the aura here was as rich as the sea, pure and pure, and there were countless elixirs floating around him, making him within reach.
A trace of heat flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, but he quickly regained his calm, his father had told him that cultivation, cultivation is the state of mind, cultivation is perseverance, the elixir can improve cultivation, but the strength obtained without hard work will eventually be empty.
If you want to stand at the top, you must lay a good foundation for yourself, and only in this way can you truly comprehend the way of heaven and be proud of the sky.
"What kind of place is this, how can I be here?" Looking at this strange space, Ye Fan felt two big question marks in his heart.
"This is the Realm of Chaos, and you're here a year earlier than I thought. An unfamiliar voice sounded out of thin air.
"Who! Who's talking to me?" Ye Fan tensed up and asked as he looked around.
"Haha... Little doll, don't be nervous. ”
With a laugh, a transparent figure appeared in front of Ye Fan's eyes.
"Grandpa, it's you. ”
Seeing the familiar transparent old man in front of him, Ye Fan exclaimed, and a spontaneous sense of intimacy made him involuntarily step towards the old man.
"Huh~"
In Ye Fan's astonishment, his body passed through the transparent old man's body and rushed into the air.
The transparent old man floated in front of Ye Fan's eyes, and said indifferently in a kind voice: "Little doll, this is just a doppelganger of mine, it was you who woke me up in advance with kindness and perseverance, of course, the premise of all this is that you and I have to have the same physique." ”
"Grandpa, what kind of physique?" Ye Fan asked with a confused expression.
"Holy Sacrament. ”
"Oh~"
Ye Fan responded as if he didn't understand, but he still said very happily: "Grandpa, you are finally awake, and I can leave with peace of mind." ”
"Don't worry, you and I are destined, I will send you a creation, this is the will of heaven, and it is also your fate. ”
When the words fell, the transparent old man stretched out his hand, and the scene in front of Ye Fan's eyes took on a new look, there was a small bamboo house under a mountain range that stretched for thousands of miles, and there was a large and a small pond in front of the small bamboo house.
"My name is drunk and free, there is no door and no sect in my life, I broke into the rivers and lakes alone at the age of thirteen, I have entered the Tao at the age of forty, and finally comprehended the way of heaven at the age of two hundred, and I have never experienced a defeat in my life, and then I spent more than a thousand years collecting the top martial arts and mental methods of chaos, all sects and major families, combined with my own tens of thousands of combat experiences, to create a set of anti-heaven mastery - Xiaoyao Jue, and after more than 3,000 years of continuous running-in and perfection to the Mahayana, the existing intention to teach you, are you willing?"
The lingering voice in his ears brought the surprised Ye Fan back to reality, he didn't hear the words in front of him clearly, but the last words were heard word for word, Ye Fan's eyes lit up, he already had a natural sense of intimacy with the old man, and he didn't have any precautions for his body and mind, so he immediately knelt down and said excitedly: "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”
In this world where martial arts are respected, everyone's desire for strength is crazy, and Ye Fan is no exception, but his desire to become stronger is not to seek immortality, but to find his parents.
Without strength, everything is empty talk, and his cultivation technique has long been cultivated to the extreme, but he has been suppressing and not daring to break through, the reason is very simple, after the breakthrough, he has no mental method to cultivate, but now it is different, drunk and sober, so that these problems are no longer a problem.
After Drunk Xiaoyao indifferently accepted Ye Fan's bow, he stretched out his hand with a look of relief and pulled Ye Fan up on the ground, a book with golden light appeared in Ye Fan's hand out of thin air, and when he looked down, he saw that the first page of the book was vigorously written with three golden characters: Xiaoyao Jue.
Ye Fan, who was overjoyed in his heart, didn't have time to thank him, so he couldn't wait to sit on the spot and turn the page of the book, only to see that there were only a few sentences on it.
The chaos is chaotic, and no one can see it.
Since Pangu broke Hongmeng, it has opened up from Ziqing to distinguish turbidity.
Covering the masses of life and looking up to benevolence, everything in the world is fateful.
The world starts from me, smiling proudly and drunk Ye Fan.
"I'm a mother! Why is my name on it, is it a duplicate name or a mistake?"
Ye Fan, who was slightly startled in his heart, just wanted to raise his head and ask for an understanding, but a strange scene happened again in front of his eyes, and the light was suddenly magnificent, and every ray of light was like a dragon and snake, coiling and flying, and the momentum of ten thousand dragons returning to the sea suddenly disappeared into Ye Fan's eyebrows.
In an instant, Ye Fan felt dizzy, and at some point, the book that had run to the spiritual platform in his body automatically turned another page, and a mantra in it was also engraved in his heart at once.
The intention is moved by the heart, and the qi goes at will.
The spiritual platform is dust-free, and the mood is empty.
All laws are connected, and all things are integrated.
"It's... This ......"
When Ye Fan, who was stunned, couldn't figure out what was going on, his body rose from the ground, and floated into a pool in front of the small bamboo house without his control.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Ye Fan only felt that his body was like exploding, shattered to pieces, and his consciousness was also wandering in infinite pain.
Of course, that kind of great pain is also very real, almost wanting to make Ye Fan go crazy immediately, the feeling seems to be scratched by a thousand knives, and it is like being punished by Ling Chi, and a person with a slightly weaker will immediately lose consciousness at this time, however, Ye Fan knows that once he loses consciousness at this time, it is equivalent to eternal death.
"Fan'er, without a cold bone, how can there be a plum blossom fragrance, you are a holy body of the desolation, you have to fight for the common people in the world, and you will automatically recognize the Lord, this is your fate. ”
"Division... Master, I'm so uncomfortable. ”
Ye Fan in the pool sat cross-legged, his face was as red as fire, and his whole body seemed to be in a furnace.
"Apprentice, you are now in the Spirit Wine Pool, this is specially prepared for your intoxicating body, let go of all distractions, run the free trick to guide this power, so that you can easily cut the marrow and be reborn. ”
When Ye Fan, whose whole face was already distorted, was about to fall unconscious, the voice of the master suddenly came to his mind again, and this voice seemed to carry a kind of magic power, which made Ye Fan's panicked heart instantly realize something.
Then his hands were sealed, and under Ye Fan's jerky guidance, Xiaoyao Jue began to run slowly, and a powerful spiritual power poured from under his feet, and in an instant, it spread to every acupoint/path in his body, and extended to the tendons.
Acupoints/Dao are points, muscles and veins are lines, and the whole body is a face, from point to line, from line to surface, this spiritual power continues to shuttle like this, and it is only at this time that Ye Fan's face is completely restored.
The great pain in his body just now turned into a pleasant baptism, solemn and wonderful, and Ye Fan's body was also undergoing earth-shaking changes.
The exercises were running, and the tendons and veins that shimmered with golden light echoed each other, and the aura in the spirit wine pool was frantically pouring into his body, converging into a stream from a thread, and even around his body, a whirlwind blew.
"Huh~"
Standing on the edge of the Spirit Wine Pool, he had been paying attention to the changes in Ye Fan's body, and was slightly surprised when he found that Ye Fan's speed of absorbing spiritual energy could actually cause an aura storm, genius, peerless genius He has seen too much, but it is really rare to see someone like Ye Fan who can cause an aura storm just by cultivating.
"No, no, could he..."
The drunken and carefree white eyebrows that seemed to have thought of something frowned slightly, and a long-lost surprise appeared in his eyes, and then without words, he turned into a faint light and drilled into Ye Fan's spiritual imprint.
It's not space, it's nothingness.
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