Ye Fan flew up to the sky, looked into the distance, and scanned the ten directions, but saw nothing, so he walked away with doubts.
More than a month has passed, and Shizhai has not changed much. When Ye Fan came back, Wang Shu and the second fool were pleasantly surprised.
"Brother Ye, you are finally back. I thought you were gone."
"Brother Ye, where have you been? Why did it take you so long?"
These days, Ye Fan has been living in the ancient mine in the deep mountains, isolated from the world, and he was very happy to see them again, and said with a smile: "I said I will definitely come back when I come back, and I will take you to gamble on stones when the time comes, so that you can have a good time together." Fulfill long-cherished wish."
Zhang Wuye heard the news and rushed over quickly, his old face was full of excitement, and he said in a trembling voice: "I'm back... just come back."
These days, he has been moaning, full of sadness, blaming himself very much, always talking to himself, if only Ye Fan could be stopped. In his opinion, more than a month has passed, and Ye Fan must have been in danger, and he must have been trapped to death in Zishan like the ancestor a thousand years ago.
"Let's have a good celebration today." Mr. Zhang Wu swept away his depression, the wrinkles on his old face melted away, and said, "Er Lengzi, Wang Shu, you two go to kill the sheep, and clean up the dust for Brother Ye."
Ye Fan was also very happy, and said: "Today is really worth celebrating, and I want to get drunk."
Although the people present were very happy, only Ye Fan and Zhang Wuye understood what an exciting moment this was, and if they brought out the "Book of Origin", if it spread, it would be enough to shake the Northern Territory.
Because, in the near future, it is very likely that a Yuan Tianshi will be born.
When the crowd dispersed, Mr. Zhang Wu directly pulled Ye Fan into the courtyard, closed the door and locked it, with agitated expression and trembling words, he said: "You...really..."
With a flash of silver light, the Yuantian Book appeared in Ye Fan's hands. The silver glow was hazy, like the bright moon in the well, like a dragon ball in the sea, making people feel unreal.
"Through all kinds of hardships, I survived almost death, and I finally came out with the Heavenly Book."
"Okay, okay..." Mr. Zhang Wu tremblingly poured Ye Fan a cup of tea and asked him to explain the process in detail.
When he heard that the saintess of Yaochi was trapped and died in the Devil's Mountain, he felt sad for a while, and said: "Unexpectedly, that fairy in Yaochi is so affectionate and righteous, the first ancestor of my Zhang family owes her."
After Ye Fan finished speaking, the old man was still unable to calm down until a long time ago, and said: "The Yuan Tianshu has finally been found."
He rubbed the silver book with his rough fingers covered with calluses, filled with emotions, and finally calmed down slowly.
In the end, Master Zhang Wu stood up and solemnly came to Ye Fan with the silver book in his hand, saying, "You have gone through life and death for this book, and you have gone through all kinds of hardships. I know you need it."
Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and said: "Although this is a treasure book handed down by my Zhang family's ancestors, it would be lost forever without you. You... take it."
Ye Fan was not pretentious, and said directly: "I really need this book very much, but I just need to read it and write down the contents. The treasure book still belongs to the Zhang family."
Zhang Wuye’s fingers trembled, he opened his mouth, and said after a long time: “I’m old, I don’t have the energy to study this book, and my children and grandchildren are tired and lazy, and there are no successful people. Take this heavenly book, if you don’t When necessary, if you see that there are intelligent people in my Zhang family, you can pass it on to them."
"There's no need to do this. After I finish watching, you can just put it away." Ye Fan replied with a smile.
"No, Brother Ye, listen to me. Keep it in your hands for now. It will be safer that way. I know that your monks have a long lifespan. If you have free time in the future, just leave it to the descendants of my Zhang family."
Mr. Zhang Wu had a hidden worry. He expressed his concerns, not only because there was no suitable successor in the clan at the moment, but also because he was a little uneasy.
Now, the Northern Territory is in chaos and bandits are rampant. He is afraid that he will not be able to keep the source book.
The children and grandchildren are impetuous and have poor aptitude, so it is difficult to achieve success in cultivation. If the news is leaked, it will inevitably lead to disaster.
"Right now, there is no one in the Zhang family. If you keep it in your hands, it will be a catastrophe. One day, Brother Ye, when you think there is a suitable candidate for my Zhang family, please pass it back." At this point, he knelt down. down.
"Okay, I make a solemn oath that I will definitely pass the "Book of Origin" back to the Zhang family in the future." Ye Fan solemnly swore.
All the wrinkles on Zhang Wuye's face disappeared, and he was full of smiles, as if he had fulfilled a great wish.
The dinner was sumptuous and the bonfire was flickering. People in Shizhai sat on the ground in the open air, eating large pieces of meat and drinking in large bowls. Some beautiful girls danced in front of the fire. The smell of meat and wine was wafting.
Suddenly, screams sounded, and women and children ran away one after another.
"What is this, why did it get into the village?"
"Stop it quickly, don't let it run around and hurt people."
"Damn it, it actually snatched two roasted whole lambs in one bite, stop it quickly."
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What made people dumbfounded was that a dozen strong boys didn't stop the black shadow, but were knocked into a rolling gourd instead, allowing it to run away.
"It looks like a black dog. It's a big tonic. Let me catch it and come back to eat fragrant pot meat." The second fool rushed out.
Not long after, the second fool came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and muttered, "This bastard threw me into the ditch."
Ye Fan was also startled, and said, "I'll go and have a look."
However, when he chased out of Shizhai, the black shadow disappeared long ago.
"You idiot, even if you like wrestling, don't dive into the ditch." Wang Shu teased, "Have you seen what it is?"
"No, it's really annoying to take away two roast sheep."
Ye Fan felt that something was wrong, how could ordinary wild animals run so fast, he didn't find any trace.
"It can't be the thing following me." He thought of the feeling of being spied all the way out of Zishan.
However, what reassured him was that the black shadow did not hurt anyone, and it was probably not a murderous thing.
In the following days, Ye Fan practiced quietly, and at the same time comprehended the "Book of Yuantian" every day.
He had to be amazed, this book is worthy of being called a strange scripture, it is comparable to the ancient scriptures in all the holy places, and the content contained in it is mysterious and mysterious.
In Ye Fan's opinion, the value of this book cannot be measured. For him, it can be compared with "The Sutra of Beginning Without Beginning". Mastering it is like mastering a massive source.
He believes that in the eyes of many people, this book is comparable to several ancient scriptures in Donghuang, because it can fix the source of the gods and find the veins of the dragon, and it is a priceless treasure.
"This is the jewel of jewels!"
Ye Fan believes that if he is strong enough, he may be successful in exchanging this book with the Holy Land for the chance to read the ancient scriptures.
Mastering the "Book of Origin" is like mastering an inexhaustible divine mine, which has immeasurable significance.
Ye Fan compared it carefully, and found that the material of the silver book was similar to the golden paper on which the "Tao Jing" was recorded. It was indestructible, and it was an unknown fetish.
In terms of crafting methods, the "Book of Origin" and "The Classic of Taoism" are obviously on the same level, and they are equally rare.
In terms of content, both are the most profound magic methods, and both are pinnacle works in their respective fields. But the "Tao Jing" is incomplete, only the Lunhai Juan, but the "Yuan Tian Shu" is complete. In a sense, the value of "Yuan Tian Shu" is far greater than that of "Tao Jing" Lun Hai Juan.
Ye Fan went through life and death, exploring Zishan, and the biggest gain is to get this heavenly book, whose value cannot be measured at all.
For a whole month, he was fascinated, immersed in a strange state, except for cultivation, the rest of the time, even eating, was intensively studying the "Book of Origin".
For the past thirty days, Ye Fan Bodhisattva has never left his hands, relying on the seeds of this sacred tree of enlightenment, his understanding of this wonderful book has advanced by leaps and bounds.
He felt that he had fully comprehended the basic chapter on identifying the source.
"I have mastered some of the scriptures, so I should try to practice it." Ye Fan walked out of the stone house, feeling the sunshine outside, he felt so soft and full of hope.
If someone else's body is a pond, then his body is a reservoir. To fill it up, he needs a lot of resources.
Of course, the power exerted is also completely different. At the very least, when facing monks of the same realm, he always overwhelmed him with an absolute advantage, without any suspense at all.
That is to say, if he cultivated to the later stage, when he is also a great power, he can even resist the siege of the great masters alone.
"The first level of Dao Palace requires a thousand catties..." When he thought of this number, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Even in the Northern Territory, Qianjinyuan, ordinary small sects can no longer bear it, let alone individuals.
"If it is superimposed by ten times, the second realm of Dao Palace needs 10,000 catties of source..." This number made the corners of his mouth twitch, and his heart felt cold, which was unbearable.
As for the astronomical figures after the third realm of the Dao Palace, he forced himself not to think about them, otherwise, the veins on his forehead would definitely pop.
Those terrifying figures, even if it is a major holy place, have to change color, which is unbearable.
"In this world, there will always be some people who will turn green. I hope that person is not me..."
In this early morning, after breakfast, Ye Fan called Wang Shu and the second fool, and said, "Take you guys to gamble on stones."
"Really?!" The fool turned his head excitedly, and said, "I want to see it even in my dreams, it's great!"
Wang Shu also rubbed his hands happily, and said: "Since my grandfather's generation, Shizhai has completely declined, and the people in the village have almost never traveled far."
Ye Fan smiled and said: "Today, I will fulfill your wishes. If you behave well, I will take you out often in the future."
"The holy city is tens of thousands of miles away, so far away from here. However, the most advanced stone gambling workshops opened in the major holy places are all there."
"According to the wandering Taoist priests, the legendary powers, the royal family among the Zhongzhou monks, and the giants of the Northern Territory all gather in the holy city and spend all year round in the Gambling Stone Workshop."
"Last time, the old Taoist said that fairies cut stones there, saintesses often show up, and heroes from all over the world often fight there. Brother Ye sees you smiling so maliciously, don't you really want to win? Will the goddess come back?"
Ye Fan hurriedly put away his smile and said, "Where are you going? How could you go to the Holy City for the first time betting on stones? Today is mainly to test the water."
He solemnly warned the two of them not to talk nonsense when they arrived at the place. The two of them had no concept of the Holy Land at all. They were really kind businessmen doing business. If they talked nonsense, they might cause trouble.
"We understand that those people are like gods, and we only dare to discuss them in the village."
Pingyan City is six hundred miles away from Shizhai. It is a relatively prosperous city nearby, and it is located in an oasis with a radius of hundreds of miles.
When the three of Ye Fan arrived here, the sun had already risen very high. The ancient city is completely made of reddish-brown boulders, full of vicissitudes of time. According to the local people, the city has a history of thousands of years and has always been the central city of this area.
The city has a population of about 300,000, which is considered very prosperous in the northern region. The streets are full of traffic and people come and go.
Wang Shu and Er Lengzi seemed to have insufficient eyesight. It was the first time they came to such a big city, and everything made them feel very fresh.
"There are so many people..."
"Yeah, this is the first time I've seen so many people..."
Hearing the two people's unnutritious words, Ye Fan laughed and said: "Study hard today, and then I will take you to the Holy City."
"Okay, Brother Ye first familiarize himself with the rules today, kill all the stone gambling workshops, and then go to the holy city."
Ye Fan asked people about the stone gambling workshops in this city, but was told that there were dozens of them.
Moreover, he accidentally learned that all the major holy places actually have semicolons in this city.
This made his heart move, and after thinking about it, he didn't choose the semicolon between the Ji family and the Yaoguang Holy Land, so as to avoid hitting the muzzle of the gun. "Book of Origin" has a strange science called Changing Heaven and Earth. It can not only change the landscape of mountains and rivers, but also change oneself. Compared with the monk's disguise technique, I don't know how much better it is. It is almost a change from the inside out.
It's a pity that Ye Fan hasn't fully grasped it yet, so he doesn't want to go to those two houses to gamble on stones today.
"Yaochi also has a stone gambling workshop in this city?"
"Of course, it is one of the most reputable and largest stone gambling workshops in this city." An old man replied.
"Thank you, old man." Ye Fan clasped his fists together, then turned to Wang Shu and the second fool and said, "Go to the Gambling Stone Workshop in Yaochi."
"Ah, brother Ye, are you really going to win the saint?"
"Shut up, don't say such nonsense!"
"Don't worry, this is just what we said in private." The two nodded hastily.
The so-called Gambling Stone Workshop usually occupies a large area and is surrounded by high walls. As for the inside, there are Origin Stones everywhere.
Yaochi Xianshifang is located in the east area of Pingyan City. It is a very quiet place surrounded by ancient trees and greenery.
"Hey, why didn't you open the door today?"
A lot of people gathered under the old tree, discussing something.
"I heard that some fairy from Yaochi came to Pingyan City, and it will not be open to the public in the morning, and it will return to normal in the afternoon."
"The fairy of Yaochi is famous all over the world. People from all the holy lands and ancient families are proud to marry the fairy of Yaochi. It's a pity that few people can do it. I really want to see the real face."
"I can see you in the afternoon, but I advise you to put away those unrealistic ideas earlier."
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"Fairy of Yaochi!" Wang Shu and the second fool all stared at Ye Fan together.
"Don't look at me, as if I'm really a pervert." Ye Fan pondered for a while, and said, "We'll come here in the afternoon, and now we can find a place to try our luck."
In the end, Ye Fan chose a gambling stone workshop named "Rongxiang".
"Stop." The three of Ye Fan were stopped outside Rongxiang's Gambling Stone Workshop. The men in the concierge frowned at the clothes of Wang Shu and the second fool, and said, "Are you mining people? If you sell the source stone, Go to the east gate, this is the place to gamble on stones."
"We're here to gamble on stones." Ye Fan did as the Romans did, because he lived in Shizhai and wore the clothes of the source hunters.
"Do you have energy?" Several people walked out of the gatehouse, all of them frowned, and one of them said: "Not everyone can enter here casually."
Ye Fan took out a piece of Origin Stone, which can be half double in weight, and said, "Isn't it?"
A sneer came from behind, and said: "Half Liangyuan, dare to come here to gamble on stones, you are really a bumpkin who has never seen the world, I am afraid that you can't even afford a good old pit source stone."
"Who, what are you talking nonsense about?" Wang Shu was annoyed and looked back.
I saw a young gentleman coming waving a folding fan, and a follower beside him looked contemptuous and said: "Go back and collect the source, you are not allowed to come to this kind of place."
"So it's Mr. Liu from Qingxiamen, please come inside quickly." Rongxiang's betting stone workshop man smiled apologetically and stepped forward to salute.
Young Master Liu of Qingxiamen didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, he glanced at Ye Fan and the three of them, and walked in. The entourage next to him turned back and sneered: "Why are you not convinced? If you have the source, you can come in. I'll play with you a few times. If you don't have the source, go back and forth wherever you go. Go digging the source in a serious manner. Don't hold back." Realistic fantasy, this is not a place for you to come."
"Your second master!" Seeing them entering, the second fool scratched his hair in anger.
No matter what kind of business you do, there are people who like to watch people order dishes. Naturally, Ye Fan doesn't have the same knowledge as the people in Rongxiang's betting stone workshop.
Wang Shu said: "The threshold here is really high, don't you know that the visitor is a visitor?"
"I'm sorry, we have our own rules here, not just any idler can come in and out." The few people in front all folded their arms and responded indifferently. After Mr. Liu from Qingxiamen entered, their faces smile has been put away.
"How many sources can go in?" Er Lengzi asked in a low voice.
"We are all top-quality source stones mined from the old pit here. Without a catty of source stones, we can't pass through this gate." Several people looked contemptuous, and said: "If not, I advise you to be honest. Really go back to the mine."
Ye Fan didn't say anything, just took out a catty of water, waved it in front of their eyes, and walked in.
When Wang Shu passed by the concierge, he said: "Wait, I will let you cry later."
"Yes, let you watch with your eyes, what is a stone gambling master." The second fool also said angrily.
"Oh, you really came in." The follower of Qingxiamen in front was very surprised, and said in a strange voice: "The source of a catty, it took three generations of grandparents to dig for a long time, and it must have been accumulated for many years. It's not easy, let's play a few hands together, how about a bet?"