On such an ancient star, there is nothing but five-color ancient trees, and it is difficult to see a living being.
At this time, seeing the five-color altar suddenly, and a one-armed old man in green, one can imagine the impact on Ye Fan.
The five-color altar is not very big, because the crystal stones in it are too small, and it is impossible to have huge stones weighing thousands of catties like the ancient Yinghuo ancient star and the ancient forbidden land.
It's hard to imagine how old a tree king is needed to produce such crystals. I'm afraid it needs a saint to cut it down, and even the emperor Zhun himself must do it himself.
The old man in Tsing Yi was tall and tall, with a delicate appearance, and he looked like a fairy, without a trace of smoke and fire, and he felt very ancient and natural.
Why is there such an old man here alone? What a state he has reached to build such an altar!
You must know that the Black Emperor once said that only the Great Emperor can inscribe the patterns on the five-color altar, and there is no possibility for others, and none of them can understand it.
How powerful is this person? Building the altar by himself filled him with regret. Could it be that he is a great emperor
This absurd idea came to his mind, which made him feel very scary. The ancient great emperor has only been a legend, and he can't meet a real person, how can he meet
"It shouldn't be the emperor, otherwise how could it be a broken arm, those people have already defied the sky, not to mention the stumped limbs, even if the body is smashed to pieces, and the spiritual consciousness is dead, it can also be repaired."
He secretly speculated that he didn't get close, but just waited and watched from a distance, for fear of alarming it.
The five-color altar is very small, no more than three meters long, but it consumes a lot of five-color crystals, most of which are no bigger than pigeon eggs. If they are piled up like this, how many tree kings will be cut off.
"Such a small five-color altar may only be used to cross one person. Is he going to leave and where will he go?"
In the dark and gloomy universe, it is really not easy to find an ancient star with life, and it is really not easy to meet a person, Ye Fan can't calm down.
He was far away from the five-color altar, and he kept retreating, because he didn't know the depth of the one-armed old man's cultivation and was afraid of being perceived by him.
However, even if he restrained his energy, the old man looked over, his eyes dim and expressionless.
Ye Fan's body froze, he stopped, then hesitated a little, and strode over. Anyway, he has already come here, and it is probably difficult to escape if the opponent's cultivation base wants to harm him.
Up to now, he is still muttering whether the other party is the Great Emperor, because the words that the Black Emperor gave him are too profound, and the five-color altar cannot be built without the ancient emperor.
"Go back to your homeland, you can't bury your bones in a foreign land..."
When he climbed up the giant mountain and came to the five-color altar, he heard such a voice, which echoed like a curse.
Ye Fan was surprised, the old man's mouth didn't open again, but the voice resounded clearly here, as if it came from ancient times.
"Senior..." Ye Fan called, but the other party didn't even look at him, and kept revising the altar.
"Go back to your homeland, you can't bury your bones in a foreign land..."
This sentence continued, like a spell, echoing beside the altar, as if it would never stop.
Gradually, Ye Fan noticed that something was wrong, not only the voice, but also the old man. It didn't look like a real person.
"God reads!"
Suddenly, he was terrified, and the hairs all over his body stood on end. He felt a special aura, which belonged to that kind of evil spirit.
Ye Fan kicked back, there was absolutely no mistake, this was the thought of a supreme god, that kind of fluctuation, that kind of divine power was very similar to the one he had seen in Xianfu before.
The former was transformed by the evil thoughts after the death of the Immortal Emperor. What kind of existence was this old man in Tsing Yi born after sitting down
"How can there be gods on this ancient star?" Ye Fan was cold from head to toe, and now there is no extreme emperor soldier to suppress the evil spirit, how to fight against it
What is the idea of gods? According to legend, it was transformed by the evil years after the death of the gods. It is so powerful that almost no one can resist it.
The legendary gods are already illusory enough, and there are evil thoughts born, this boundless weirdness is incomprehensible.
Ye Fan noticed that the severed arm had the aura of thunder calamity on it. It was probably not tolerated by God, and it was cut off by the punishment of heaven.
"Who will bury me in my homeland?" In front of the five-color altar, the ancient voice continued, like an undying obsession.
Ye Fan stopped in his tracks, Yuan Tian's divine eyes shot out brilliance, and he saw a phantom standing in front of him instead of an entity, the old man in Tsing Yi was very unreal.
"Hey, this is..."
This deity has become enlightened, and what is left now is only a ray of obsession, not a tangible invincible god body, which made him surprised and let out a sigh of relief.
"How many years have passed? A god has died on this ancient star. After countless years, the idea of a god was born, but it will also be exhausted and almost dissipate."
Ye Fan was awe-inspiring, it was hard to imagine how many years ago a god descended here, on the buried ancient planet, maybe a god corpse could be dug up!
This strand of obsession is not very threatening, even the evil thoughts are gone, only one kind of persistence is left, and I am still playing with the altar and modifying it repeatedly, but it has not changed much.
"This altar has already been formed, but the gods can't think of themselves anymore, and the Tao returns to heaven and earth. Without the main spirit, now even ghosts can't be counted. They are just repeating everything in the past mechanically."
Standing here for a long time, Ye Fan finally understood all this, and he got an amazing secret from various ancient sounds, this god came from the Ziwei ancient star field.
He never forgets that he just wants to go back to his homeland, to the legendary Ziwei Starfield.
"In ancient Chinese myths and legends, Ziweixing is the emperor star, known as the master of fighting numbers..." Ye Fan pondered.
It is recorded in Taoist classics that the Lord of Ziwei is in charge of the latitude and longitude of heaven and earth, and leads the star gods of the three realms and the gods of mountains and rivers. He is the king of all phenomena.
Ye Fan stood for a long time, finally found nothing else, and then moved quickly on this ancient star, ready to find the god's corpse.
This planet is not very big, and it is not much smaller than the world of the Big Dipper Star Region, and it is not even as big as an oasis in the Northern Territory.
It didn't take long for Ye Fan to explore it all over, but unfortunately he never found the god's corpse, only the remaining obsession of the god's mind... the old man in Tsing Yi.
He spent a month on this small asteroid, almost turned the whole land upside down, and did not find the body.
"It may not be a god, it may be an emperor's corpse, but it will definitely not perish, and it may have entered the universe..." Ye Fan sighed softly.
Perhaps, like Emperor Void, he buried himself in the boundless starry sky in the end, and the Divine Mind was born halfway through. It was it who entered this ancient star and wanted to return to its hometown, Ziwei Starfield.
Ye Fan returned to the dragon corpse and the copper coffin, and saw the paw print that almost scratched the rocky mountain again. He felt it carefully for a long time, and was convinced that it was made by the gods of the year.
"Am I stranded on this asteroid?" he said to himself.
In the next six months, he went to fight the ancient tree king every day to find that kind of god crystal, of course not to build the five-color altar, but to hone it and practice hard.
This ancient star is very special, it is naturally suitable for the growth of five-element real wood, and it may be the last place in the universe where there is five-element real wood.
Because, in front of the five-color altar, the obsession has such a vague meaning, the ancient sound is difficult to understand, although it is a wave of spiritual consciousness, it is not so easy to distinguish.
Every day, he would spend a certain amount of time watching the old man in Tsing Yi repair the five-color altar. It was just a repetitive job, and there was no improvement at all in essence.
It's just the last sustenance of a ghost that is about to disperse, and he doesn't even know who he is and Ye Fan's arrival.
In the end, Ye Fan made up his mind to risk leaving this ancient star and go elsewhere!
Because this ancient star is too strange, it is naturally suitable for the growth of real wood of the five elements, and it has exhausted the power of the Dao for its own use, so it is difficult for monks to understand the Dao here.
Finally, Ye Fan decided to abandon the nine dragon corpses and the copper coffin, and cross alone, because the nine dragon coffins really ran aground and didn't move at all.
With the help of the five-color altar built by the gods, he wanted to venture to the ancient star of Ziwei. Since he had no way out, he might as well take a chance.
The five-color altar is almost completed. Although it is small, it has certain feasibility. If this god's mind is not the way of transformation, without the master's mind, I am afraid that I have already crossed.
"Activate..."
As long as it can be activated, everything on the altar can be activated, which means it can be crossed.
Ye Fan has been watching here for half a year, and he has already discovered some secrets. He injected a ray of divine power into it, and the five-color altar suddenly shone brightly.
Already in a semi-activated state, the only thing missing was a ray of incentive, he only tried once and succeeded.
Without any hesitation, Ye Fan climbed up and stood in the center of the altar. A small Eight Diagrams Gate appeared, and the runes flashed, opening the Starry Sky Gate.
Returning to Earth, he has no more ideas. Now the most important thing is to enter a source of life. Ziwei Ancient Starfield is a very powerful choice.
Suddenly, the originally unconscious old man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes wide and shot out two bright rays of light, like two torches, hitting the sky, as if temporarily awake.
The old man in Tsing Yi stretched out a big hand, scratched the ground in an instant, and took out a sealed sarcophagus until the center of the ancient star was located.
Ye Fan's eyes were straightened, and the god's thoughts returned to the light, and he had a sense of self. He raised the ancient coffin almost devoutly, stepped up to the altar, and stood with him.
"The corpse of a god!"
He didn't have to think about it until the sarcophagus must be a god's corpse. He searched for a long time but didn't find it, but he didn't think it was in the heart of the earth, but how could ordinary people have great magic power to catch it!
"I want to go to the ancient star of Ziwei with him?!" Ye Fan shuddered, this is a god's thought, it is transformed by the evil thoughts of the gods, not a good kind.
"He is about to melt away, hope dissipated in the middle." Ye Fan is sure that if the old man in Tsing Yi disappears, the corpse of the god will definitely fall into his hands!
There was a loud noise, and the five-color divine light shot up to the sky. Ye Fan, the old man in Tsing Yi, and the sarcophagus with the god's corpse in it instantly disappeared behind the Eight Diagrams Star Gate.
"Return to your homeland, you can't bury your bones in a foreign land..." The only sentence echoed in the gate of the starry sky.
Big Dipper Star Field, Donghuang Ji's family.
It was another late night with bright stars, Ji Ziyue looked up at the starry sky, sat for most of the night, and finally sighed softly.
A few years have passed in a flash, she doesn't know whether the Nine Dragons coffin has reached the other end of the starry sky, but she just looks up every night, remembering the past, and hardly smiles.
Some important ancient royal families such as the Northern Territory, the Valley of the Gods, and Wanlong Nest are also looking up at the starry sky. They are discussing a major event.
"Are you sure they went to Ziwei Ancient Starfield?"
"You can open the altar left by an ancient emperor back then, and try to summon it!"
"However, it would cost too much to do that!"