Chapter 7 Nine Wonderful Elixir, Meeting Ye Fan in the Ancient Holy Land
On the other side of the starry sky in this other world, different from the scenes in his memory, He Lang walked on the Eastern Wasteland and entered the mortal world to realize The customs and customs of Beidou have a special feeling in my heart.
The realm could not help but rise a bit, and I saw the barrier of the holy realm.
He has realized the tyranny of the beloved of heaven and earth, and the scenes that can be seen everywhere have become traces of Tao in his eyes.
While walking and stopping along the way, he gained a lot.
A mountain and river split open in front of him, revealing the nine-aperture stone man that was about to be reborn. It contained the supreme divine liquid of creation, which was the divine object that increased the origin and built the foundation of the supreme Tao.
He encountered nine such rare fortunes in succession, which made He Lang feel guilty!
There is God's will in the dark. He felt that if he didn't absorb the divine liquid to transform, I'm afraid the innocent Holy Spirit would suffer, so he had to take the divine liquid of creation to transform. His original body became more and more terrifying, even to the point of ethereal. To the point where he is close to an immortal, every move he makes is accompanied by a Taoist rhyme.
However, he did not drain all the divine liquid. In addition to the nine-aperture stone man he met at the beginning, there were also various other images of the Holy Spirit.
There are also holy spirits that look like real dragons, unicorns, phoenixes, white tigers, redbirds, Xuanwu and other fairy spirits. In addition to the two humanoid holy spirits obtained later, their materials are all divine materials.
He Lang refined the Nine Heavens Sacred Jade, wrapped them in it, turned them into a string of beads, and carried them on his hand.
It can be called the Holy Spirit Bead!
As soon as the Holy Spirit Bead was born, there was a thunder tribulation. The Holy Spirit Bead floated up and down in the sea of thunder. The traces of the avenue in the thunder sea emerged independently, leaving one path pattern after another on it. After the thunder tribulation, the Holy Spirit Bead Revealing a touch of holy power, it turned out to be a sacred magic weapon.
He Lang: "...""
Perceiving this scene, even he could not help but be stunned.
This is completely heaven and earth building a vessel for him.
He couldn't help but think of a saying, go with the flow and follow the flow, and go against the flow and work hard.
The Holy Spirit beads fell and were strung on his wrists on their own initiative. He Lang realized it and found that the most original magical power of the Holy Spirit in each bead had been refined, which was what God once meant. The blessings they send down.
Of course, now they have become He Lang's blessing.
With joy in his heart, He Lang arrived outside the ancient forbidden area of the Eastern Barren Restricted Area.
As soon as he arrived here, He Lang sensed a sign of great danger from somewhere.
It was like someone was telling him, run! It's very dangerous here!
It was impossible to leave, so He Lang took action.
He stood outside the ancient forbidden land, and his right hand directly penetrated into the ancient forbidden land. The purple mist moved with his palm.
His palms cover the sky and the sun. He wants to attack the ancient forbidden land and enter the road to immortality.
Of course this was a joke, he hadn't lost his mind yet, he just intercepted a strange aura from the ancient forbidden land and brought it out.
A pure white air floated in his hand, constantly colliding with the purple air on his body. The white air was the breath of desolation in the ancient forbidden land.
He Lang stared at his hands, and with a thought, the purple air withdrew, and the white air enveloped his palms. The moment the originally white and flawless palms came into contact with the white air, it was as if they had experienced an extremely long period of time. It becomes withered, and the essence of flesh and blood drains away.
He Lang used his Xuan Gong, and his energy soared into the sky. After a moment, his palms recovered, and the aura of desolation disappeared.
“You can hold it, it’s stable!”
He Lang breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped into the ancient forbidden land, went deep into it, and came to the nine holy mountains.
After staying for a moment and noticing that there was no movement under the ancient abyss, He Lang followed the spiritual reminder in the dark and climbed a holy mountain.
On the top of the holy mountain, there is a sacred spring. By the sacred spring, several small trees stand, with bright red fruits on them. The fruits have different shapes, such as bells, tripods, seals, mirrors, and even Human form.
This is the strain of the nine-second elixir. It was divided and planted on the nine holy mountains by the ruthless emperor to study the mystery of the nine-second elixir.
Looking at these immortal medicine plants, He Lang's eyes gleamed. He walked forward and sat cross-legged opposite the immortal medicine plants.
As for the fruit of the elixir, he did not touch it. The magical medicine that was difficult for ordinary people to obtain was not very precious in his eyes.
He Lang used Xuan Gong, and the soul escaped from the body and merged into the world in a strange state.
Then during the exchange between the elixir and heaven and earth, he blended with the elixir and realized the changes of the elixir strain.
If it were a complete elixir of immortality, he might not be able to comprehend anything at his level, but the elixir of immortality that was divided into nine strains by the ruthless emperor was just right!
He Lang used his soul to understand the changes in the elixir, and in it he realized a way to differentiate himself without damaging his origin.
The soul is the most important thing for a practitioner. Once it is injured, it is difficult to repair and it will affect the path.
Because how to understand and observe the changes in the world is to use the soul.
He Lang realized the secret technique of dividing the soul without harming it. If anyone knew about it, the whole world would be shocked.
At the same time, He Lang also truly felt the extraordinary power of the elixir of immortality, and secretly decided that he also wanted to have his own elixir of immortality!
As for where to get it, he already had a plan.
"This technique comes just in time."
After the secret technique was created, He Lang immediately started to use it.
He used his secret technique and saw that his soul seemed to be shedding its skin. A figure emerged from the soul and turned into another He Lang.
The two are exactly the same in origin and breath, and even in the same realm.
Then He Lang's original soul continued to transform, and once again transformed into seven souls in succession.
"Have you reached the limit?"
After the eighth transformation, He Lang felt that the nine souls were the limit of this secret technique.
He Lang's thoughts moved, and the other eight souls walked down the holy mountain, climbed to other holy mountains, and began to comprehend other strains of immortal medicine.
The opportunity was rare. He estimated that now that the ruthless emperor was in the process of transformation, it would be a good time to steal the chicken.
He Lang also realized the extraordinary power of this secret technique. Eight kinds of insights were constantly transmitted to his heart, making him fascinated and fell into a deep state of enlightenment. In the haziness, divine chains of order were outlined in his heart, turning into an elixir of immortality composed of nine divine chains of law.
These nine immortal elixirs separated and combined in his heart, changing erratically. Occasionally, when they were combined together, immortal light emerged.
......
"Dong...dong..."
On this day, outside the Beidou, nine true dragons pulled a bronze coffin and landed in the ancient forbidden land. Among them, there was an earth-shattering sound.
None of this disturbed He Lang, who was already immersed in the mystery of the elixir of immortality.
"Ye Fan, look...there seems to be someone in front of you..." In the haze, He Lang felt a voice ringing in his ears.
"Is there someone coming from the ancient forbidden land?"
The thought flashed through He Lang's consciousness, and the next moment, it was like a bolt of lightning struck He Lang's consciousness.
Ye Fan? Isn’t that the protagonist of Zhe Tian!
I just don’t know if there is Ye Fan above the altar watching here at this moment.
He Lang's soul instantly turned from the elixir plant and took over the physical body. He then opened his eyes and looked at the person who came.
I saw two tall young men standing not far away, looking in his direction warily.
"Hey, who are you, who actually climbed this holy mountain." He Lang asked, looking at the two of them.
"This brother, my name is Ye Fan, and this is my brother Pang Bo. We stumbled into this place by mistake and are extremely hungry. I wonder if you can give us some fruit to satisfy our hunger."
He Lang looked at it and found that Ye Fan was indeed handsome and had a tenacious temperament, like a green pine.
Pang Bo is strong and strong, worthy of the blood of the demon god in his body.
"It doesn't matter. If you want to eat, just come and pick it. I am not the owner of this place. I am just a guest who came to take a look while the owner is away." He Lang stood up and said.
"Oh, you're welcome then! But this place is so dangerous, what's there to see?" After hearing what he said, Pang Bo happily walked over and picked the elixir fruit from the tree. .
While picking, he asked curiously.
"This place can be said to be the land of supreme creation. You will know it later." He Lang said.
“Brother, I don’t know where this place is and why you say it is the land of creation.” Ye Fan also came over.
"This place is called the Ancient Forbidden Land."
"Ye Fan, here are two, by the way, brother, can you eat this fruit?"
As he said, Pang Bo had already picked the fruits of the elixir of immortality and washed them in the divine spring. He handed them to Ye Fan and two to He Lang.
"You can eat it. It will be of great benefit to you. You can eat it and I won't need it." He Lang waved his hand and rejected Pang Bo.
"Okay, this fruit is too small, just eat two more to fill your stomach." Pangbo said, biting the fruit in one bite, and finished one in two or three bites.
The same was true for Ye Fan, but the two of them ate four and stopped eating.
Said to be brought to other people.
"Brother, do you know the way down the mountain? Can you take us out?" Pang Bo suddenly looked in the direction of He Lang, only to find that such a big man suddenly disappeared.
"Ye Fan, we've seen a ghost!" Pang Bo screamed strangely.
Looking at him like this, Ye Fan looked at him and understood what he meant.
The two of them quickly got closer and ran towards the way they came.
While running, Ye Fan suddenly pulled Pang Bo with excitement on his face.
“No, Pang Bo, let’s go back quickly!” Ye Fan shouted with excitement.
"Yi Zi, you are crazy! You are not afraid of being eaten." Pang Bo was stunned.
"Do you remember what that person said just now?" Ye Fan said as he ran back.
“It’s Mandarin, what else can it be!” Pang Bo said immediately, and as he spoke, he realized something.
They have already understood from their previous experiences that this may not be the earth anymore, but a strange place. So the question is, except for their classmates, where did the earthlings come from?
Pang Bo also threw away his arms and started running.
Unfortunately, they searched the top of the mountain but could not find He Lang.
At this moment, He Lang was running away, feeling the shadowy gaze that followed him, and he was already sweating profusely!
"Has the ruthless emperor awakened? Or has the Dacheng Holy Body awakened?" He kept guessing in his mind who the owner of this gaze was.
But he couldn't afford to offend anyone, so when he noticed the danger coming from somewhere, he walked away as soon as possible. Unexpectedly, he had left the ancient forbidden land. Still being targeted.
“Interesting roads.”
In the abyss under the ancient forbidden land, a whisper came from a bronze immortal palace.
In the Bronze Immortal Palace, a figure shrouded in fairy light reflected the escaping He Lang. In her eyes, there was an extremely complicated path of Tao evolving.
After a moment, her eyes became hazy, and chaos covered her figure.
The only ray of fairy light flew out of the chaos, then flew out of the Bronze Immortal Palace, cut through the void and disappeared.
(End of this chapter)