Chapter 83: Just an excuse to snatch a fellow disciple
Chapter 83: Just an excuse to snatch a fellow disciple
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Ye Fan took out the colorful small stones, and the slaves retreated one after another.
When several slaves saw the colorful crystal, they became visibly frightened and turned back to the cliff and jumped down.
Only a white-haired man named Huang Nu pointed at Ye Fan’s chakra below his navel.
"What's wrong?" Ye Fan asked. The slave seemed to want to say something but couldn't open his mouth.
The white-haired man, Huang Nu, said nothing and did not dare to approach Ye Fan. He just put something on the ground and then returned to the bottom of the cliff with other Huang Nu.
"Left something behind?"
Ye Fan went over to check and found that it was actually an Emperor Wu Shi Jade. What the wild slave left behind was actually a token of the Emperor Wu Shi.
"He sensed the aura of the Beginningless Emperor Jade on me, so he stayed here on purpose?"
Ye Fan didn’t know, and he didn’t dare to go to the bottom of the cliff to ask, for fear that the confused and dazed senior Dacheng Shengti would sleepwalk and slap him in the face, which would be the end of him.
He took out the three pieces of the Beginningless Emperor Jade, put them together, looked at them for a while, and then put them away.
There are nine pieces of the Wu Shi Emperor Jade. I haven’t collected all of them yet, so I don’t see anything special about them. I’ll just keep them for now.
Ye Fan picked the magical fruit and began to practice the Green Emperor Wood Emperor Gong on the small tree on the sacred mountain, exchanging his own essence and the Green Emperor Wood Emperor Gong's true energy with the small immortal medicine tree.
As he deepened his practice of the Qingdi Wood Emperor Technique, Ye Fan also immersed himself in the practice.
Wow
At this time, the sound of chains was heard from the divine source of the ancient forbidden land. A figure as big as a divine mountain opened his eyes and stared at Ye Fan who was practicing the elixir of immortality.
After staring for a long time, he raised his hand slightly.
Wow…
Amid the sound of chains sliding, a gust of wind blew out, and several small trees slowly broke away from the soil and then plunged into Ye Fan's Taoist palace.
Wake up!
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He got the elixir of immortality into his own Taoist palace. This, this, this... Do you believe me if I say it wasn't me who did it?
Ye Fan looked cautiously towards the abyss of the ancient forbidden land and waited for a long time, but there was no movement coming from inside.
Could it be that you condone my behavior?
wrong!
The immortal elixir that Ye Fan had seen before would move, but the elixir from the ancient forbidden land was divided into nine parts and would not move.
If it's not moving, why would it fly towards its own Taoist palace?
Could it be that……
Ye Fan became a little bolder. He climbed several other sacred mountains, boldly picked the sacred fruits, and transplanted the sacred trees to his own Taoist palace.
If the boss in the abyss of the ancient forbidden land was dissatisfied, he would immediately take out the sacred tree, but after a long time, nothing happened.
Then I won't be polite.
Ye Fan not only picked all the divine fruits, he also dug up all the divine trees and transplanted them into his own Taoist palace, and also collected a lot of divine springs of life.
You should know that the sacred spring on the eighth floor of Yao Chi is not as effective as the sacred spring of life here.
Besides, since we are here now, we should get some good quality holy spring water to nourish the human-shaped immortality elixir.
After he had done all this, he was sure that his actions should have been tacitly approved, so he boldly began to practice the Qingdi Muhuang Gong.
He swallowed one of each kind of fruit and began to refine them. The Yi wood essence in the Wood Dao Palace's divine storage surged, and the nine kinds of divine trees swallowed and spat out their essences, exchanging their vitality with his. They practiced divine skills and benefited each other. The fragments of the Dao contained in the divine trees and fruits, as well as the world before the ancient times, made his Dao wound begin to heal.
At this time, the small green lotus rooted in the bronze block in his wheel sea also moved. It was attracted by the pure Yi wood energy in the Taoist palace and joined this mutually beneficial cycle.
Only the rhizome of the human-shaped elixir of immortality was left. After being watered alternately by the Yao Chi Divine Spring and the Ancient Forbidden Land's Divine Spring of Life, and saved by the Qing Emperor's Wood Emperor Power, it was reborn, grew roots, and the elixir body began to be reborn.
Nine kinds of sacred trees, like dragons and snakes, are entangled together, as if they are about to become one.
The small green lotus swayed, and wisps of chaotic energy appeared around it, making it look particularly extraordinary.
Ye Fan sensed the scene in his own Taoist palace and didn't know how to describe it. The human-shaped immortality elixir was reborn, the Nine Wonderful Immortal Elixir was weird, the Green Lotus evolved chaos, and a party was held in his own Taoist palace.
As Ye Fan watered them with a small amount of the Divine Spring of Life and a large amount of the Divine Spring on the eighth floor of the Yao Chi, they all released majestic Yi Wood Qi, which diffused from Ye Fan's body and spread and contracted with his breathing.
On the nine sacred mountains in the ancient forbidden land, with Ye Fan's breathing, invisible waves were like a sickle, and the grass and trees became more withered wherever they went. Those towering ancient trees and old vines all withered in one day, and their essence was plundered and returned to Ye Fan's body with his breathing.
At the same time, Ye Fan's Dao injuries were also healing. The Dao fragments contained in the divine fruit were a good medicine for healing.
Deep in the abyss of the ancient forbidden land, the sound of chains moving rang out for the last time, like a sigh of relief.
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The Heavenly Wolf Smoke turned into a ferocious mouth and bit towards a Yuhua Sect disciple. Wang Molin frowned slightly, he didn't expect that this Yuhua Sect disciple could find his trace.
But it doesn’t matter, he is going to die anyway. In front of the Seven Evils Gourd, the strength of the Secret Realm of the Physical Body is nothing but suicide.
A dim light like the underworld flashed, and the Tianlang smoke that was rushing towards it disappeared in an instant, which surprised Wang Molin.
"What's going on? My Seven Evils Gourd is a treasure. How could the Heavenly Wolf Smoke it released disappear?"
Fang Han just smiled and didn't intend to answer. The flying sword made of golden divine feathers behind him shot out like lightning.
when!
The gourd in Wang Molin's hand released the Heavenly Wolf Smoke again, which turned into a smoke ball, protecting him inside and blocking the flying sword from killing him.
"Hmph, just a small spiritual flying sword. You must have a bigger secret, otherwise you wouldn't have been able to take away my Tianlang Smoke!" Wang Molin was very wary of this Yuhua Sect disciple. He didn't know what tricks the other party had used.
He shook the gourd, and suddenly poisonous insects flew out all over the sky. They were all poisonous insects from ancient times. Just by appearing, the poisonous mist emanating from their bodies corroded and withered the surrounding plants.
"The secret is there, but you won't live to know it!"
Fang Han said calmly, and saw a hundred-foot-long dragon transformed from yellow clouds appear behind him. It rushed out and swallowed up the poisonous insects and the wolf smoke in the sky. With a burst of water vapor, the gourd in Wang Molin's hand was taken away and fell into Yan's hands.
"What is this? This is a magical weapon that can form its own space, and it has a spirit. It's a Taoist weapon. You actually have a Taoist weapon!" Wang Molin was horrified. Why would a Taoist weapon appear to deal with him?
"Hehehe, this magic weapon is ours, and your head is also ours." Yan said with a smile.
He has recovered some strength, which is equivalent to the second level of supernatural power. Its essence is still a Taoist weapon. It is natural for it to deal with Wang Molin who is holding a treasure weapon.
噗
The dim water vapor turned into several sickles and beheaded Wang Molin.
"Fang Han, someone is coming. I wanted to give you some practice, but you have to deal with it as soon as possible. It's better not to expose it."
Yan suddenly reminded, and after killing Wang Molin, he immediately fell silent. The Yellow Springs Map also turned into a tattoo, stuck on Fang Han's body, and then disappeared.
At this time, several cranes flew here and stopped, each carrying a disciple of the Yuhua Sect on its back.
The leader held a compass in his hand and glanced down, "Yes, it is here. There is demonic energy fluctuation. The magic weapon bestowed by Senior Brother cannot be wrong."
He saw the traces left here. They were left by the poisonous insects released by Wang Molin just now, and the grass and trees were corroded.
The torn body on the ground was Wang Molin.
Next to him stood a fellow disciple, but he seemed to be from the outer sect.
Oh, outer gate.
"Hey, you, are you a disciple of our sect? Why don't you tell me your name!" The disciple holding a compass jumped down from the back of the crane.
Fang Han was somewhat annoyed by the other party's tone, but the other party had more people and more power, and judging from their attire, they were inner sect disciples, so he wouldn't want to offend them.
"Senior Brother, I am Fang Han, an outer disciple of Zidian Peak. I am following the orders of Senior Sister Fang to kill the demon Wang Molin." Fang Han was very smart and brought up Fang Qingxue's name at the first opportunity.
He was mainly afraid that these people would steal his credit just because he was an outer disciple, so he brought out his backstage skills.
However, the other party did not intend to give him face.
"Fang Qingxue? That's right. You are just an outer disciple, but you were able to kill Wang Molin. You must have had the help of a true disciple."
This inner sect disciple had a look of disdain on his face, and the others also surrounded Fang Han.
"But Wang Molin used the magic weapon to kill several of my Yuhua Sect disciples. Since you killed Wang Molin, you should hand over the magic weapon. I want to take it back to Senior Brother Hua Tiandu for disposal."
Not wanting to take credit, but wanting to seize the treasure?
Fang Han suppressed his anger and said, "I was the one who killed Wang Molin, so I will naturally deal with the spoils!"
For some reason, Fang Han felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the inner disciple mention the name Hua Tiandu.
"Insanity!"
The leading inner sect disciple shouted, "The sect rule that you are not allowed to use magic weapons is set by the eldest brother. When is it your turn as a small outer sect disciple to make the decision? Hurry up and hand over the magic weapons. Otherwise, you will be bewitched by the evil spirits and we will have to clear out the sect!"
"Still cleaning up the house?"
Fang Han glanced around and sneered, "I think this is clearly an excuse you guys made up to snatch your fellow disciples away."
Are these people really disciples of the immortal sect?
It's even worse than the magic way!
The evil of the devil is obvious, yet these people still have to find high-sounding excuses.
(End of this chapter)