Ye Fan and the Holy Prince were both shocked. Hearing what the Black Emperor said, it seems that some great emperors are still alive. Is this true
"Heihuang, is what you said true, is there still someone alive in the ancient emperor?" Ye Fan asked hurriedly.
"They're all dead, none of them survived..." Heihuang dejectedly shook a huge head vigorously and poured wine into his mouth.
"Then what do you mean by what you just said?" The Holy Prince squinted at it.
"There is no emperor in the world, what I mean is... the real emperor is dead." It roared, then fell down with a bang, hugged the wine jar and passed out drunk.
Ye Fan and the Holy Prince looked at each other, there was really nothing to do with it, they turned to look at Ji Zi, and asked him, because this is a real emperor.
Ji Zi doesn't like to talk very much, and keeps drinking by himself, as if he doesn't fit in with the whole world. With his ordinary appearance and ordinary temperament, it's hard to connect him with the Son of the Void.
"I was sealed a long time ago, so how can I know where my father is?" Ji Zi looked out the window, the sky was full of stars and moons, as if he wanted to see through the sky.
"He buried himself in the boundless void, and even my elder brother couldn't see him off. Now he is either a cold corpse floating in the dark universe, or he has been turned into ashes." Ji Zi calmly Said.
Guanghan Que hangs in mid-air, the moonlight shines down, hazy, this place is very peaceful and ethereal.
Singing and dancing, the silk and bamboo were melodious, Ye Fan, the Holy Prince, and Ji Zi also drank a lot of wine, and soon relaxed and fell asleep.
In the second half of the night, everything was silent.
"I want to enter the Immortal Realm to find the Great Emperor Wushi." In the dead of night, the Black Emperor gritted his teeth and muttered in his sleep.
"The congenital sacred body must come to this world. The emperor said that his descendants can only have this physique. I want him to appear, and I want to resurrect the emperor." The people in Guang Han Que were stunned and terrified for a while.
In the early morning, a ray of sunlight fell and shone into the hall through the windows, and several people opened their eyes.
"Heihuang, you said last night..." Ye Fan wanted to continue asking.
"What did the emperor say? He didn't say anything!" The big black dog turned his face and refused, as if he had changed himself.
"Do you still want to swallow the words of the night?" Ye Fan stared at it.
"Boy, pay back the debt, when will you pay back the innate sacrament you owe me?" The big black dog asked with big eyes staring at the copper bell.
Ye Fan gave it a slap, the bastard has completely come back to life, and all the sadness and melancholy... are all thrown away.
"It's only natural to pay off debts!" Heihuang bared his teeth. Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he jumped up and said: "It's broken, I missed a big opportunity, hurry up and see if it's still too late."
"What's the matter?" Even Ji Zi looked strange.
"The prince of heaven is dead, and all the eight gods will be wiped out. Go and copy the main peak where the ancestor kings retreated." The black emperor set up a formation and quickly opened the domain gate.
Several people suddenly realized that there is really a holy treasure to be found, and they all stepped into the domain gate and disappeared from this place quickly.
In the northern region, the red land is vast, and they came to the palace of the Immortal Emperor. This time, their goal was the surrounding main peaks.
"Damn it, it's late, this place has been dug up, and there is no hair left!" Heihuang was angry.
Several main peaks were patronized by powerful people, they literally dug three feet into the ground, not a single blade of grass grew, and they were completely swept away.
"It's like robbing a tomb, there are so many holes..." Ye Fan was also speechless.
"This was originally broken through by the method of robbing the tomb, and the sky-swallowing demon was used to clear the way. It is... Duan De of the dog day!" The big black dog was angry.
Ye Fan was also in a daze, Fatty Duan really penetrates every corner, treasures will appear, and his reaction is too quick.
In the end, they saw another cemetery deep in the mountains, which belonged to the ancestors of the eight gods, and found that they had also been patronized.
"This bastard, the place where he passed is really clean, don't expect to leave even a hair, the living and the dead will be looted together."
In the end, the big black dog went to Tianzhi Village, and the monkey also went to retreat. The road to immortality will open, and everyone must start to prepare.
Ye Fan and Ji Zi went south all the way, and returned to the Southern Region. He was going to meet his old friend.
"Ji's family... hum!"
At this time, there was a strong aura in the southern region, and it was not aimed at killing the Ji family, but the deterrence was obvious.
However, at this very moment, the mysterious ancestor king of the ancient clan turned pale, turned around and left, never daring to stay in the southern region for a quarter of an hour.
Ye Fan and Ji Zi happened to arrive here. Seeing this scene, Ji Zi was very calm, as if she had expected it.
"The family of the great emperor is really unfathomable." Ye Fan's heart moved.
They broke up right there, and Ye Fan went straight to Taixuan Zhuofeng. This place is overgrown with wormwood, and there is no spiritual scene, and it has not changed from the past.
Several ancient buildings that are about to collapse are covered under ancient vines, crows stand on dead trees, and hares haunt the paths.
Ye Fan didn't feel Li Ruoyu's aura, but only saw Zhang Wenchang. Over the past ten years, his temples have become gray and vicissitudes have grown.
"Ye Fan...it's really you!"
He stood up abruptly among the dilapidated buildings, excited, walked out quickly, and greeted him.
"You successfully returned to the earth, and now it appears again..." Zhang Wenchang's body was trembling like a convulsion, and he grabbed Ye Fan's arm, his face full of hope and longing.
"It's me..." Ye Fan patted his shoulder.
"My parents, my wife and children, what's wrong with them?" Zhang Wenchang's voice trembled, and there was even a trace of panic. He had practiced Taoism for many years, but now he couldn't restrain himself, for fear of hearing some bad news.
When he left, his wife was pregnant and the child was about to be born. When he was needed most, he disappeared from Mount Tai.
"They are all fine. Your parents are old, and people are born, old, sick and die... You have a child named Zhang Yi, who looks very similar to you." Ye Fan said.
"What about her..." Zhang Wenchang's lips trembled.
Ye Fan naturally knew that he was asking his wife. At that time, the two of them had a very good relationship, but they never wanted to be at the opposite ends of the world.
"She is a good woman who has been taking care of your parents and raising your children. There is a nice man... who treats her very well," Ye Fan said.
Zhang Wenchang choked with sobs, walked towards the dilapidated courtyard wall step by step, and sat weakly on a broken stone, holding his head.
"I... want to go back to her so much, but today... this star field forcibly separated us." Tears ran across his no longer young face.
What could Ye Fan say, and sat beside him, took out a pack of cigarettes brought from the other side of the starry sky, and gently tore open.
In the past, Zhang Wenwen's addiction to smoking was not small.
"Cough..." Zhang Wenchang tremblingly held the cigarette in his hand, took a deep breath, coughed loudly, and choked out tears again.
At this moment, he is not a monk, but just an ordinary middle-aged man, who is even approaching his twilight years.
"Time... the starry sky... I hate it!" He couldn't help shouting to the sky.
Then, he burst into tears, with gray temples, wrinkled eye corners, muddy tears, and trembling fingers holding cigarettes, it was difficult to put them in his mouth.
"I don't want to beheaded, or immortal... I just want to go back to them, grow old with them, be an ordinary mortal, and don't want to stay in this world."
Zhang Wenchang coughed and looked towards the sky.
Ye Fan took out some photos and specially recorded clips, and piled them up in front of the broken hall, letting him watch them slowly.
"This is... my child?" Zhang Wenchang flicked through the photos and rubbed them repeatedly.
"This is when he was a child... just like me." He cried and laughed.
After watching all of them, Zhang Wenchang looked at his wife's photo, with nostalgia, sadness, happiness, struggle and other emotional waves in his eyes.
"I'm sorry for her... I hope she can be happy!" After saying this, he burst into tears, stood up, and staggered into the desolate dilapidated palace.
Ye Fan didn't say anything, let alone persuade him. He walked on the clumsy peak to see the old scene of this place.
Ji Ziyue passed through the ninth level of jade steps, but where is she now? The nine old crows are still there, but who knows that they are gods, transformed by nine arrows.
A day later, Zhang Wenchang appeared, haggard a lot, as if he aged twenty years overnight.
"Think about it."
"I know, as long as they are all right, I have nothing to be satisfied with." Zhang Wenchang said, trying not to cry. There is only one goal in this life, and that is to practice Taoism. Maybe one day I can go back and have a look.
Li Ruoyu was not in Clumsy Peak, he traveled around the world six years ago and never came back, which made Ye Fan somewhat regretful.
Zhang Wenchang's cultivation level is not high, he has cultivated Taoism for decades, and now he is only entering the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, but his foundation is very solid.
Ye Fan wanted to help him, but he shook his head and said, "Master Li said, it doesn't matter if you slow down, let me calm down and don't rush for success."
He talked about another matter, and said: "Ten years ago, I met Lin Jia, and she was still alive... Liu Yunzhi and Li Changqing didn't catch her back then."
"What?" Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat.
"She got a great opportunity in the Immortal Palace outside the ancient forbidden land, saying that it may be a corner of the ancient heaven, and there may be a way to the outside world..."
She learned that Ye Fan was able to find a way to leave this world, so she also went to Xianyuan, thinking that there might be a way to the starry sky there.
"And Lin Jia guessed that Zhou Yi and Wang Ziwen might not have come out at all back then, either they were still in the Immortal Palace, or they accidentally went to another star field."
"Part of the ruins of the ancient heaven..." Ye Fan frowned.
He left Taixuanzhuo Peak, went to the ancient forbidden land again, stood on the periphery, but unfortunately found nothing.
"Only by walking out of the forbidden zone can we find that piece of fairy palace? But, who can guarantee that we will be able to enter."
One day, those people will be able to walk out of the Immortal Palace, or do they have already gone to another star field? He pondered silently.
"Xing Kong, how many secrets have you buried, how many ancient life stars are there, and where is the Jiulong coffin going?" Ye Fan looked at the sky and whispered to himself.
Now, he doesn't have time to think about these things. The road to immortality is about to appear. God knows what the world will turn into. No matter who it is, it must be prepared.
He left the ancient forbidden land, passed by Ji's house again, and whispered, "Where are you?"
Ye Fan decided to go to Qishi's mansion after dealing with some matters. If it is really necessary, he will go to rescue the old man.
He sacrificed the chessboard array, opened the domain door, and appeared in the West Desert the next moment, and immediately felt a mysterious force of thought.