Chapter 83 It’s just an excuse to rob fellow disciples
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Ye Fan took out the colorful stones, and the slaves kept retreating.
Several desert slaves were obviously frightened when they saw this colorful spar, so they turned back to the cliff and jumped off.
There was only one white-haired man, Huang Nu, pointing at the wheel under Ye Fan’s navel.
"What's wrong?" Ye Fan asked. The deserted slave seemed to want to say something, but couldn't.
The white-haired man Huang Nu was silent and did not dare to approach Ye Fan. He just put something on the ground and then returned to the cliff with the other Huang Nu.
“Left something?”
Ye Fan went over to check and found that it was a piece of Wu Shi Emperor Jade. What the Huang slave left behind turned out to be a token of Wu Shi Emperor.
“He sensed the aura of Wushi Emperor Jade on my body, so did he stay here on purpose?”
Ye Fan didn't know clearly, and he didn't dare to ask under the cliff, fearing that the confused senior Dacheng Holy Body sleepwalking would slap him and it would be the end of him.
He took out three pieces of Wushi Emperor Jade, put them together, looked at them for a while, and then put them away.
There are nine pieces of Wushi Emperor Jade in total. I haven’t collected them all, so I can’t see anything special about them, so I’ll keep them for now.
Ye Fan picked the sacred fruit and began to practice the Qingdi Muhuang Gong on the small tree on this sacred mountain. He exchanged his own essence and the Qingdi Muhuang Qi for the elixir. Tree.
As he deepened his practice of Qingdi Muhuang Gong, Ye Fan also became immersed in the practice.
Crash
At this time, the sound of chains sounded in the divine source of the ancient forbidden land, and a figure as big as a sacred mountain opened its eyes and stared at Ye Fan, who was practicing elixir.
After staring for a long time, he raised his hand slightly.
Crash...
Amidst the sound of the chain 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!
Ye Fan: Drenched in sweat.jpg
I got the elixir of immortality into my Taoist palace, this and this... Do you believe me when I say I didn’t do it?
Ye Fan carefully looked into the abyss of the ancient forbidden land. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from inside.
Could it be that you acquiesce to my behavior?
wrong!
The elixir of immortality that Ye Fan had seen before could move, but the elixir in the ancient forbidden land was divided into nine parts and would not move.
If you can’t move, why would you fly to your Taoist palace?
Could it be that...
Ye Fan was a little more courageous. He climbed to several other sacred mountains and boldly picked the sacred fruits and transplanted the sacred trees into his Taoist palace.
If the big boss under the abyss of the ancient forbidden land was a little dissatisfied, he would immediately take out the sacred tree, but after a while, nothing happened.
Then I won’t be polite.
Ye Fan not only collected all the sacred fruits, but also dug up all the sacred trees and transplanted them into his Taoist palace. He also installed many sacred springs of life.
You must know that the divine spring on the eighth floor of Yaochi is not as effective as the divine spring of life here.
What's more, since I'm here, I should get some good quality divine spring to nourish the human form elixir.
After he finished all this, he confirmed that his actions should be tacitly approved, and he began to practice Qingdi Muhuang Gong with confidence and boldness.
He swallowed one of each kind of fruit and began to refine it. The essence of Yimu was billowing in the Divine Hall of the Wood Road Palace. The nine kinds of sacred trees swallowed the essence, exchanged their vitality with him, practiced magical skills, and benefited each other. , the fragments of the avenue contained in the sacred tree and its fruits, as well as the ancient world, made his wounds on the avenue begin to heal.
At this time, in his wheel sea, the little green lotus rooted on the bronze block also moved. It was attracted by the pure Yimu energy in the Tao Palace, and joined this mutually beneficial cycle. among.
Only the rhizomes of the human-shaped elixir were watered in turn by the sacred springs of Yaochi and the Ancient Forbidden Land, and saved by the Qingdi Muhuang Gong. The roots grew out, and the body of the medicine began to be reborn.
Nine kinds of sacred trees, like dragons and snakes, are entangled together and seem to be reunited.
The little green lotus swayed, and wisps of chaotic energy appeared around it, making it look particularly extraordinary.
When Ye Fan sensed the scene in his Taoist palace, he didn't know how to describe the rebirth of the elixir in human form, the weird nine-wonder elixir, Qinglian evolving into chaos, and having a party in his own Taoist palace.
As Ye Fan watered them a small amount of the divine spring of life, and a large amount of the divine spring on the eighth floor of Yaochi, they all released the majestic Yimu energy, which filled the air from Ye Fan's body, and followed him The breathing spreads and contracts.
On the nine sacred mountains in the ancient forbidden land, with Ye Fan's breathing, invisible fluctuations were like sickles. Wherever they went, the vegetation became more and more withered. Those towering ancient trees and old vines all withered in one day, and the essence Being robbed, he returned to Ye Fan's body with his breathing.
At the same time, Ye Fan's Tao wounds are also healing, and the Tao fragments contained in the divine fruit are good medicine for healing.
Under the abyss of the ancient forbidden land, the sound of moving chains sounded for the last time, like a sigh of relief.
......
Sky Wolf's smoke turned into a ferocious mouth and bit into a Yuhua Sect disciple. Wang Molin frowned slightly. He didn't expect that this Yuhua Sect disciple would find his traces.
But it doesn't matter, he is always going to die. In front of the Seven Evil Gourd, the strength of the physical secret realm is just to die.
With a flash of dim yellow light, the sky wolf smoke that pounced away disappeared instantly, which surprised Wang Molin.
"What's going on? My Qisha gourd is a treasure. How could the Heavenly Wolf smoke disappear when it is released!"
Fang Han just smiled and did not intend to answer. The golden god behind him The flying sword made by Yu shot out with electricity.
Dang!
The gourd in Wang Molin's hand released the Heavenly Wolf Smoke again and turned into a smoke ball, protecting him and blocking the flying sword's killing blow.
"Hmph, a small flying sword. You must have a bigger secret, otherwise you wouldn't be able to take away my Heavenly Wolf Smoke!" Wang Molin was very afraid of this Yuhua Sect disciple and didn't know what methods he used. .
He shook the gourd, and poisonous insects flew out all over the sky. They were all ancient poisons. Just by appearing, the poisonous mist emitted from his body caused the surrounding plants to corrode and wither.
"There is a secret, but you will die knowing it!"
Fang Han said calmly, and saw a hundred-foot-long dragon transformed into yellow clouds appearing behind him, rushing out and killing the dragon. The poisonous insects and wolf smoke in the sky were swallowed up in one gulp, and as soon as the water vapor enveloped him, the gourd in Wang Molin's hand was taken away and fell into Yan's hand.
"What is this? This is a magic weapon that creates a space of its own. There is also a tool spirit, a Taoist tool. You actually have a Taoist tool!" Wang Molin was horrified. Why would a Taoist tool appear to deal with him?
"Hehehe, this magic weapon belongs to us, and your head also belongs to us." Yan said with a smile.
He has recovered some strength, which is equivalent to the second level of supernatural power. In essence, he is still a Taoist weapon. He can easily deal with Wang Molin who is holding a treasure weapon.
Poof
The dim water vapor turned into multiple sickles and beheaded Wang Molin.
"Fang Han, someone is here. I originally wanted to give you some training, but we can only solve it as soon as possible without exposing it."
Yan suddenly reminded that after killing Wang Molin, there was silence immediately, and the picture of Huang Quan turned into a tattoo, stuck on Fang Han's body, and then disappeared.
At this time, several cranes flew here and stopped. Each crane carried a Yuhua Sect disciple on its back.
The leader held a compass and glanced below, "Yes, it is here. There are fluctuations of evil energy, and the magic weapon given by senior brother will not go wrong."
He saw what was happening here. The traces left behind were caused by the poisonous insects released by Wang Molin just now, and the vegetation was corroded.
The separated body on the ground was none other than Wang Molin.
Next to him, stood a disciple from the same sect, but he seemed to be from the outer sect.
Oh, the outer door.
"Hey, you, are you a disciple of our sect? Why don't you tell me your name?" The disciple holding the compass jumped off the crane's back.
Fang Han was a little dissatisfied with the other party's tone, but since the other party had a large number of people and looked like an inner disciple based on his clothing, he couldn't afford to offend him.
"Senior brother, I am Fang Han, an outer disciple of Zidian Peak. I am ordered by Senior Sister Fang to kill the demon Wang Molin." Fang Han was very smart and brought up Fang Qingxue's name immediately.
He was mainly afraid that these people would see him as an outside disciple and take his credit, so he moved out of the backstage.
However, the other party did not intend to give him face.
"Fang Qingxue? Yes, you, a little outer disciple, can actually kill Wang Molin. You must have the help of the true disciples."
This inner disciple has a smile on his face. Disdainfully, the others also vaguely surrounded Fang Han.
"But Wang Molin used a magic weapon to kill several of my Yuhua Sect disciples. Since you killed Wang Molin, please hand over the magic weapon. I will take it back to Senior Brother Hua Tiandu for disposal."
Not to grab the credit, but to grab the treasure?
Fang Han suppressed his anger and said: "I killed Wang Molin, and I will naturally handle the spoils!"
For some reason, he heard this inner disciple mention Hua Tiandu. The name made Fang Han feel a little uncomfortable.
“Arrogant!”
The leading inner disciple shouted, “It is a sect rule set by senior brother that you are not allowed to use magic weapons. When will it be your turn to be a little outsider? The disciples have made the decision, please hand over the magic weapon quickly, otherwise, you will be deceived by the evil heretics, then we will clean up the sect!”
"Are you still cleaning up the sect?"
Fang Han glanced around and sneered: "I think it is clearly an excuse that you deliberately made to rob your fellow sect."
These people are really disciples of the Immortal Sect. ?
It is worse than the magic way!
The evil of the devil is obvious, but these people still make high-sounding excuses.
(End of this chapter)