Ye Fan was very calm in his heart, adjusted himself to the best state, and was ready to show a sharp blow at any time. The golden book shone with a strange brilliance in his sea of suffering.
Elder Han thought he was blessed by the heavens, and was extremely excited. He stretched out his right hand tremblingly, grasped the cauldron cover, and lifted it up vigorously. In his mind, a batch of top-notch treasure pills was about to be presented, and it would surely be radiant and radiant. .
Sure enough, the golden light was dazzling and so gorgeous that Yao couldn't open his eyes, and flew towards Elder Han in an instant. At first, he thought that the treasure pill was psychic, and he rushed out of the medicine cauldron automatically, but in an instant, his soul died, and he felt as if he was directly knocked from heaven to hell.
Where is there any treasure pill? It is clearly a piece of dazzling divine iron. It was quickly cut towards his neck, and sitting cross-legged in the bronze medicinal cauldron was a handsome young man, intact, and had not been refined into a pill at all. Staring at him for a moment.
"Not good!" Elder Han was covered in cold sweat, yelled in fear, and wanted to fly away, but it was too late, the golden light flew towards him like lightning, and cut his throat open with a "poof" .
Blood gushed out, and the severe pain made Elder Han dizzy, his eyes darkened, he fell backwards on the spot, and fell heavily in a pool of blood.
The golden paper was so sharp that it cut Elder Han's neck open on the spot, leaving only a layer of old skin still attached, and the blood gushed out!
However, Elder Han is a powerful monk after all. Although he looks very old and will die at any time, there is a lot of divine power in his body. Even though his neck was cut, he didn't die immediately. He stretched out his right hand and held down his head, trying to connect it again.
At the same time, the green light of his sea of bitterness flickered, and the brilliance of purpose bloomed, and the divine spring gushed forth, providing him with powerful vitality. At the same time, several green wooden swords rushed out and flew towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's heart was awe-inspiring, the different realms really seemed to be separated by a natural chasm, which could not be crossed at all! If he hadn't been careful and forbearing, and launched this sharp blow at the last moment, there would be no hope of killing Elder Han at all.
He was as agile as a cheetah, jumped up, hid behind the bronze tripod, controlled the bright golden book, and slashed forward.
After all, Elder Han suffered heavy injuries, and his life and death were unpredictable. The green wooden swords were still shining brightly when they rushed out. , about to fall down.
"Clang clang clang..."
The golden paper is sharper than the divine iron, and the brilliant divine splendor is as dazzling as the scorching sun, as if it was burning, it intercepted a few green wooden swords in an instant, slashed past them, and made a clanging sound, shattering them Cut them all off!
Ye Fan didn't dare to be careless, the golden book turned into a divine rainbow, like a bright moon piercing the dark sky, bursting out a terrifying wave of energy, rushing towards Elder Han's abdomen.
In the dazzling brilliance, the blood splashed, and with a "poof", Elder Han's sea of bitterness instantly shattered, his body was sent flying on the spot, and hit the wall of the stone room heavily, leaving a bloody mark in the shape of a human. Slowly slide down to the base of the wall.
Thousands of golden rays, thousands of auspicious colors, the golden book turned into a brilliant light, rushing back into Ye Fan's body.
Elder Han was not completely dead yet, he pressed his head firmly with his right arm to prevent it from rolling off his neck. It is conceivable that monks who have transcended the realm of the sea of bitterness are terrifying, and it is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Ye Fan secretly wiped off his cold sweat. If he hadn't endured it quietly for seven days and didn't act rashly, it would be impossible to kill Elder Han.
At this moment, Han Chang's eyes were breathing fire, he couldn't accept this fact! He didn't see the top-notch treasure pill, but what he was waiting for was the scythe of death, which made him unbelievable. He fell from heaven to hell all of a sudden, and this uncomfortable feeling made him go crazy.
"Uh... ah... Goo..." Elder Han's cut throat was bleeding, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth were bleeding, making it difficult to speak, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at Ye Fan.
"Why... why..." In the end, Elder Han struggled to utter some unclear words. He seemed to be unable to swallow his last breath, and he didn't want to die so uselessly.
"Do you really think of me as a monkey?" Ye Fan was not careless, looked at Elder Han calmly, and said, "Unfortunately, you are not too good."
Elder Han's wound overflowed with a lot of blood, he opened his mouth with difficulty, and said, "You... I... hate..."
"puff!"
He was vomiting blood, his eyes were full of unwillingness and despair, and there was a great resentment in his heart. Everything was perfect at first, but the final result was so cruel that he couldn't accept it even if he died.
"You really think I'm a soft persimmon, and you can pinch it as you want? You actually use me as a magic medicine to refine it. A vicious person like you deserves this kind of fate." Ye Fan stood not far away, ruthlessly The blow said: "Your death is not wronged at all. I endured it for seven days and seven nights, and at the last moment I showed this decisive blow. Be a good person in your next life, otherwise you will not be able to die well."
Elder Han was so angry that his neck was almost broken, but he still refused to swallow his last breath. He kept spurting blood from his mouth, gnashing his teeth, unable to speak clearly, and said, "I...not willing...you...damn..."
Ye Fan looked at Elder Han, opened all the medicine cabinets next to him, bursts of sweet fragrance came to his nostrils, and he took out all the dozens of rare elixir that were no worse than the Phoenix God Grass.
"Old Bangzi, I can see that you are very hardworking and have worked hard all your life. You are comparable to an old scalper. You have collected so many rare elixir that ordinary people dare not even think about. It is really admirable. Here I can only say, thank you You, I accept it with a smile!"
"You..." Elder Han was so angry that he coughed up blood and his eyes spewed fire. If he could move, he wished he could swallow Ye Fan alive.
"Don't worry, I will not let your hard work go to waste. I will make good use of these rare natural treasures and strive to enter the realm of the Spring of Life within two years."
"You... Damn it!" These three words came from Elder Han's mouth, which was unavoidably surprising, but it truly expressed his greatest indignation.
"Be calm and calm when things happen. Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared..." With a faint smile on the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, he said teasingly: "The ancients are not deceived by their sincerity!"
When he heard the words "The ancients are sincere and never deceive me", Elder Han went crazy, the blood in his mouth gushed out like a mountain spring, and spit out the last few words, saying: "The ancients... I... hate..."
Elder Han was so pissed off, his right hand hung down feebly, his skull rolled down with a bang, and he died unexpectedly. His eyes were wide open, and he couldn't hold back his eyes.
"Find a good family in your next life..." Ye Fan said exactly the same words as Elder Han. It is conceivable that the two had exactly the same mood when they said these words, but the results were quite different.
If Elder Han knew about it, he would vomit three liters of blood again and struggle to get up.
Ye Fan strode to a corner of the stone room, grabbed his bodhi seed from the stone table, and put it in his arms.
This miraculous bodhi seed can help people to realize the Tao, and its value is incalculable. If it is spread, I am afraid that all the strong people in Donghuang will come to snatch it. Moreover, it can be predicted that the more powerful the character, the more he will value this mysterious seed, because the more difficult it is to practice backward, and every touch and awakening is an unimaginable great opportunity.
Ye Fan's realm is still low now, so it's hard to have that kind of experience. I don't know how difficult it is for a monk to "enlighten the Tao" in the later stage. breakthrough.