A few pieces of ancient jade were dim in color, and it had been too long to cover up the glitz, and there was blood on them, which was said to be formed by the blood of the corpse after being in contact with the corpse for a long time.
Ye Fan holds it in his hand to play with, although it is not flashy, but it is warm and delicate, and it feels warm when you touch it. This is an ancient jade book, and any piece of it is priceless!
There is no doubt that this is a national treasure. Every piece of jade will cause a sensation when it is born. There are densely packed oracle bone inscriptions on the jade.
Several pieces of ancient jade have different colors, some are yellow like gold, some are red like blood, some are white like suet, their luster is restrained, as if covered with a layer of dust, with mottled marks of time, they are ancient objects at first glance.
There are six pieces in total, which are obtained by the owners of Wanyao Valley in the past dynasties who exhausted their endless energy. They have been obtained from hanging coffins in ancient times, and I don't know how many hanging coffins have been opened from Sichuan and Shu to Wuyi Mountain. Among them, the two oldest ones were found by the first-generation valley owner, the ancient demon god himself.
Ye Fan turned the ancient jade block in front of the sun, and carefully studied every word on it. It looked like birds, beasts, fish and insects. It was extremely difficult to understand, and he only understood the general meaning.
Just as San Guzhu said, the ancient jade book found from the hanging coffin contains a shocking secret, which vaguely points to an earth immortal.
"Chisongzi holds a piece of fairy bone, on which there is a partial map of the terrain. He came to Sichuan and Sichuan to search for it. He opened tens of thousands of hanging coffins by himself, but failed. In the world, one ancient hanging coffin after another was opened to find what he wanted." San Gu said.
These six pieces of ancient jade were their final harvest, vaguely mentioned an earth immortal, did not say where it was, did not know where it was at all, it was extremely mysterious.
"Based on these, you want to find something that Chisong Zi has never sought?" Ye Fan asked.
"Try as hard as you can, regardless of the result." Sangu Master said, the Gu Masters of all generations were very persistent and never gave up.
Since the earth immortal is already an immortal, he must have unpredictable supernatural powers. It is not easy to get everything about him. Ye Fan carved out the map of the terrain on the fairy bone, showed it to the owner of the three valleys, and asked him if he knew where it was.
"I've never seen this kind of terrain before. It should be an area trapped by an ancient magic circle, which is invisible in the world today."
"You said, an old valley owner made an amazing discovery five hundred years ago, what do you mean?" Ye Fan asked.
"He only said that he finally found out, and passed away quickly. Before he died, he pointed out a place, but we couldn't get in." San Guzhu said.
"Where is it?" Ye Fan asked.
"The place where Chisongzi realizes Taoism, Immortal Sword Tianchi." Sangu Master looked dignified. Back then, the old Gu Master had all-powerful mana, extraordinary and refined, and studied the formation skillfully, but in the end he just left behind to break out.
The old valley owner only had time to indicate that what the Chisongzi discovered, combined with what their past valley owners have worked hard to find, may be able to find the earth fairy!
"Is there such a place as Xianjian Tianchi in Shushan?" Ye Fan was surprised, never heard of it.
Master Sangu nodded, saying that after Chisongzi passed down the orthodoxy, he practiced the sword and enlightened the Tao by himself, but now no one can enter at all.
Ye Fan thought about it for a while, and he could sense through the fluctuation of his mind that the owner of the three valleys was not lying, so he wanted to give it a try.
"Take me to have a look."
The owner of the three valleys confessed everything because he wanted to use his strength, because he had already seen that he was an extraordinary person, and might be comparable to the great supernatural powers of ancient times. Moreover, through his name, he thought of something that happened more than 20 years ago. After finding out the information of that year and comparing it, he was even more shocked, knowing that Ye Fan was one of the people who disappeared in the Kowloon coffin.
Immortal Sword Tianchi is naturally not a mortal place, but people in the world don't know it. It is protected by an ancient magic circle, and even birds can't get in and out on weekdays.
On the same day, Ye Fan and the master of the three valleys left Wanyao Valley and went straight to a large mountain in Shu territory.
Mount Emei is majestic, with many mountains and mountains, beautiful scenery and thousands of weathers.
The so-called Shushan is the collective name for the mountains around Emei. Here are towering ancient trees, broken clouds and bridges, deep streams and secluded valleys, thousands of gullies flying, and the sound of water.
"The mortal atmosphere here is too heavy." Ye Fan frowned and said, not thinking that there is a lineage of the fairy sword.
"No way, now this place has become a scenic spot, there are too many tourists, and the ascetics have already retreated." San Gu said.
Mount Emei is one of the four famous Buddhist mountains in China. It is the dojo of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and there are many tourists on weekdays.
Master Sangu said: "I have to say that Buddhism is very far-sighted. Before the end of the Dharma era, it began to travel eastward to spread the Dharma. With the help of my practice in many spiritual mountains in Middle-earth, I ensured that the inheritance will continue, but India no longer believes in Buddhism."
"This is the dojo of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. Let me see if there are any ancient saints." Ye Fan stood in the air, sweeping out his powerful consciousness, but he didn't notice anything.
"True Buddhist practitioners have retreated from the Golden Summit of Emei, and practiced in a no-man's land not far away. There is a magic circle guarding it, and mortals can't notice it." San Guzhu said.
At the same time, he mentioned the advantages of Buddhism. Gathering faith through incense and relying on these thoughts to practice has great advantages in this degenerate era.
"Is there no one in China to follow suit?" Ye Fan asked strangely.
"There is no way. There are too many powerful people in China. One Taoist sect can be divided into dozens or hundreds of sects. They don't believe in each other. Even the respected Sanqing is the result of mutual compromise, let alone the monster race. There is no system. Even if there is incense, who do you worship? Land, City God, Mountain God, Hades, Guan Erye, Tianshi, God of Wealth, Door God, Kitchen God, Dragon King... Queen Mother, God... Sanqing, Empress Dowager Earth, who do you worship?"
Ye Fan felt dizzy for a while, thinking about it, it really was so.
The gods listed by Sanguzhu do not necessarily exist, but it is enough to explain a problem. The middle land is too powerful, and each is respected. Not to mention the monster race, Taoism itself is opposed to each other and is not unified.
It is precisely because there are too many strongmen and numerous sects that it is possible for foreign sects to coexist.
In the end, the middle-earth monks rely on their own Taoism to save everything, rely on their own body to practice, and do not rely on external force of faith, and the supernatural powers they cultivate are even stronger.
"Speaking of gathering beliefs and relying on the power of mind to practice, the orthodoxy of the West is even better, and it is far better than Buddhism. If you have a chance, you can go to the holy city of Jerusalem, go to the Vatican, and you will know it once. The power of mind there is more pure, like the river and the sea. It is just as surging. It is precisely because of this that in this age of desolation, the West can still produce great supernatural beings." The Master of the Three Valleys sighed.
The essence of heaven and earth has dried up, and there is no spiritual energy needed for cultivating the Tao, and the population is increasing. It is especially important to rationally use the huge pure mind power.
Ye Fan found a secret place in the Buddhist gate dozens of miles away from the Golden Summit of Emei, and he could see strands of thought power pouring in. He spread his consciousness and looked inward, but he didn't see the person of Arhat status. And the overall reality is not as good as the Valley of the Thousand Monsters.
They didn't stop, turned left and right on the edge of Mount Emei, and finally entered an ancient magic circle, and came to a vast no-man's land.
"This is the legendary Mount Shu!" Ye Fan exclaimed.
The peaks in front of me are straight up and down, each one is like a long sword, standing proudly under the sky, each mountain has a spirit!
This is the real Mount Shu, the peaks of which are like swords, with an earth-shattering aura, as if they want to pierce the sky.
Chisongzi left the orthodoxy here, so that future generations can learn the method and create a school of swordsmanship, which was already doomed when he saw these mountains and rivers.
Now, Chisongzi's Taoist line... the lineage of sword cultivators is very low-key, and they are not born at all on weekdays, and their footprints cannot be seen.
It was not until today when he entered this place that Ye Fan sensed fierce sword energy from more than a dozen mountain peaks. The Lord of the Three Valleys said that this lineage is not weaker than the Valley of the Thousand Monsters. Although the inheritance is lacking, no one can underestimate it.
They didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so they bypassed the sword cultivator from far away, and then flew for more than 400 miles, finally approaching the destination.
This is a mountain towering into the sky, so steep that even birds can't stand on it, standing up and down, like a sky sword inserted into the ground.
Moreover, there was a sharp killing intent, cutting people's hearts and minds, the body was about to split, the bones were about to break, and monks below the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm couldn't get close at all.
Ye Fan was horrified, there is such a place in today's world, it is really daunting.
Sangu Master's face was pale, he barely stood in front of the mountain, was attacked by bursts of sword energy, and his body was about to collapse, which was very uncomfortable.
"This is the Immortal Sword Mountain. There is a pond at the top of it. According to legend, it is the place where Chisongzi washes swords. Don't force yourself into it, or there will be a catastrophe!"
Sangu Master's face turned pale, and he warned seriously, saying that the old Gu Master five hundred years ago had a heavenly posture, and he had taken a magic pill left by an ancient demon god, practiced Taoism for 800 years, and stepped into the secret realm of Xiantai , But in the end, I still drink hatred here.
Ye Fan said that he knew, the sword energy in this place was extremely strong, clanging, as if thousands of heavenly swords were ringing in unison, resounding through the world!
The clanging sword energy couldn't hurt him, but he had to be on guard, because if he wanted to climb the mountain, he might be in great trouble.
"Brother Ye must be careful!" Master Sangu stepped back and shouted loudly.
Ye Fan nodded, and walked forward step by step, approaching this mountain, there is no grass growing on it, smooth like a sword body, the murderous aura has turned into a tangible substance, beheading people's souls.
Nervously, Xiaosong grabbed the hem of his clothes, worried about it, and insisted on going with him, his little heart thumped and jumped, as if he was going all out to die.
"It's okay." Ye Fan comforted, and patted the little purple thing's head.
"clank!"…
As soon as Ye Fan approached, there were hundreds of thousands of heavenly swords screaming, piercing the sky, covering the sun with divine light, and cutting across the void of ancient and modern times.
He stepped on the Xingzi Jue, turned into a beam of light, impacted in the gap of the sword light, and rushed to the peak quickly, avoiding one after another fierce sword energy.
"This is not a killing formation, this is the supreme sword intent from back then!" Ye Fan was shocked, how powerful is Chisongzi? Endless years have passed, but the sword intent he left behind is still there.
The place where swords are washed, the place where swords are realized!
This is a sacred place. If you live here for a long time, you can bear this kind of sword intent, and you can indirectly obtain its orthodoxy. This is a priceless inheritance.
Chisongzi has kindness in his heart. Although there is sword energy here, it is full of killing energy. It is not destructive, otherwise it would be difficult for anyone in the world to approach.
Ye Fan boarded the Immortal Sword Tianchi, and felt a kind of true meaning of swordsmanship. He quickly calmed himself down, not to fight, but to accommodate this kind of way.
In front, there is a sword lake, which is clear and bright, emitting countless sword lights, as if a peerless fairy sword is buried.
"This is Xianjian Tianchi..." Ye Fan said to himself, and he immediately knew that Chisongzi's true supreme lineage is here.
His eyes froze, and he immediately understood why the owner of Wan Yao Valley said that five hundred years ago, because he also discovered the things left by the red pine nuts.