Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 98: One tool breaks everything

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This is a brand-new experience. Ye Fan is standing high in the sky, the wind is blowing his clothes, and the mountains and rivers are all under his feet. A feeling of controlling "everything" comes to his heart.

The field of view is wide, and it is an unprecedented feeling. With one's own strength, you can rush to the sky and look down on the world you used to live in. It is full of shock.

The majestic mountains and rivers, the vast land, everything is in the eyes, making people feel comfortable, with lofty aspirations, everything in the world, every plant and tree, all in the bottom of their hearts, making people involuntarily arouse a sense of lofty ambition to swallow mountains and rivers.

"Is this the realm of Fate Spring? I feel a powerful force..." Ye Fan stood high in the sky, his flesh and blood were clean and clean, his whole body was crystal clear, shining with a little bit of luster, like a magnificent work of art, which made him feel reborn .

At this point, he finally understands how big a gap exists between different realms. The flesh is flawless and almost perfect. If he meets a monk in the realm of the sea of bitterness, he feels that he can wipe out the other party with just raising his hand. It is not blind confidence, but It is because there is indeed an endless and powerful force in the body.

Ye Fan rides the rainbow, across the sky and the earth, the bright and long rainbow cuts through the sky, hitting the earth like a comet for a while, and like a bright moon on the sea for a while, the blue dragon rises into the sky.

It was not until half an hour later that he calmed down completely. He stood on the top of the mountain, letting the breeze blow his face, his black hair fluttering gently, and his eyes were like two stars, shining brightly.

Ye Fan is silent, his powerful and fierce aura is restrained, and he has a peaceful and quiet temperament. He is flawless and his clothes are fluttering, like a banished fairy coming to the dust, ethereal and elegant, giving people a unique and peaceful feeling. natural feel.

At this moment, in his body, the sea of bitterness that was half the size of a fist completely calmed down. There was no violent "volcano", no raging waves, and no more turmoil.

The golden sea of bitterness is very quiet, right in the center, there is a spring gurgling, exuberant breath of life pervades, it is the source of divine power flowing.

The wheel of life covered under the sea of suffering was communicated, and the endless life energy contained in it surged up. This is the root of the monk's strength.

A little bit of ripples from the self-proclaimed spring rippling away towards the bitter sea, turning into gentle waves, adding a sense of agility and nature, the golden sea is rippling, the divine spring is bubbling, the two are combined, the power is endless, and the life is exuberant.

At this moment, the mysterious piece of green copper changed its position and was fixed in the eye of the spring on the bottom of the sea, constantly receiving the baptism of the divine spring of life, while the golden book was still squeezed on the edge, unable to get close to the eye of the divine spring.

The "cauldron" that Ye Fan wants to temper now only has a vague outline, it is still not formed, it can be the size of a cherry, and it is suspended above the sea of bitterness.

According to common sense, each of the four realms of Kuhai, Mingquan, Shenqiao, and the other shore can sacrifice a kind of "artifact", but now Ye Fan has reached the second largest realm, but none of the "artifacts" has yet , so that he couldn't help frowning, "Ding" is indeed the most difficult to sacrifice.

However, he was not overly worried. It is clearly recorded in the "Tao Jing" that the more mysterious and complex "vessels" are, the harder it is to take shape. They contain the "Tao" and "reason" between heaven and earth.

According to the "Tao Jing", one kind of "artifact" can be sacrificed exclusively. The powerful "artifact" is formed by the combination of the four realms. That is to say, if you want to get the strongest weapon, only one kind of "tool" is sacrificed, not four kinds, such as Kuhai, Mingquan, Shenqiao, and the other shore.

This is the so-called "late bloomer of a big weapon". Once successful, one weapon can break through all methods, and I will kill a hundred flowers after they bloom.

In the entire land of the Eastern Wasteland, there are only a few ancient scriptures that record the profound secret method of tempering a "vessel" in four realms, and ordinary monks have no chance to touch it.

However, even among the holy lands and remote ancient families who possessed these ancient scriptures, few of their disciples would dare to take risks like this, because opportunities always coexist with risks, and if they want to get more, the price they pay may also be unbearable. Using the four realms to temper a "tool", throughout the ages, the vast majority of people have failed to achieve a "tool", wasting years in vain. Without one's own "artifact", one cannot control things, and is no different from a useless person. Therefore, few disciples of the Holy Land and the ancient family made such a choice.

In the state of Kuhai, Ye Fan didn't need to make a decision, he only needed to concentrate on forging the "Ding", but now he has broken into the state of Mingquan, and the "vessel" has not yet formed, so he has to make a decision.

"Although it is full of hardships and dangers, and I may not achieve anything in the end, I have no way out. I chose to sacrifice the 'Ding' because I want to get the strongest 'vessel', which may one day give birth to the 'Tao' and 'reason' in the world. '. Forging a 'tool' with the four realms is not contrary to my choice, and it can be said to be very consistent, so I have no reason to back down."

Ye Fan is not worried about the embarrassment caused by others having too many "vessels" and himself having few "vegetables". He believes in the Zhuang saying that "one weapon breaks ten thousand laws" recorded in "Tao Jing", and when a flower blooms, a hundred flowers will kill it.

"I hope that you will be a late bloomer, not a wasted life..."

After reaching the realm of the spring of life, he can fly in the sky. Ye Fan began to consider taking a trip to the ancient and forbidden land, but he must be well prepared, otherwise it may be a place of burial.

He was not in a hurry to travel, but continued to stay and consolidate his realm. After a breakthrough in cultivation, he needed a process of adaptation. In the following period of time, the cave was dug by Ye Fan in a bad way. In order to obtain the spiritual power of Huo Sha, he dug deep into the ground, almost causing the fire veins to erupt.

Time flies, and Ye Fan practiced for nearly a year, and the entire fire vein was almost dried up by him. His realm was completely stable, and he improved a lot steadily, and the bubbling divine spring became more energetic.

Of course, this is not the greatest achievement. What makes him most satisfied and excited is that the "rough embryo" of the "Ding" was sacrificed and formed. With the help of the strange fire evil spirit energy, after millions of times of tempering, the three-legged Yuan Ding finally completed and came to this world.

"It seems that if you want to successfully sacrifice the 'tool', you need strange spiritual energy. There is no doubt that the energy of various divine fires is the most effective. Just like casting weapons in reality, you need to be smelted by a fire source to temper them. The sword of the magic weapon, and the same is true for casting a 'ding' in the body!"

Above Ye Fan's sea of bitterness, there is a rough embryo of a small tripod, the size of a cherry, with all the brilliance and restraint, looking simple and natural. In the past year, after thousands of times of tempering and repeated engraving of the "Tao pattern" on the green copper, the small tripod has already possessed a very extraordinary appearance, giving people a feeling of Taoism.

With a thought in Ye Fan's mind, the tripod rushed out of the body without a sound. It easily pierced through the stone wall with a thickness of more than ten meters, rushed out of the cave, and floated in the sky.

"One tripod, two ears, three feet. Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things, all things bear yin and embrace yang... good! good! good!"

Ye Fan was very satisfied. The simple and natural small tripod gave him the feeling that Tao followed nature, and it seemed that the "Tao" and "reason" between heaven and earth had already been born, which seemed mysterious and mysterious.

"I'm looking forward to the moment when one weapon breaks all spells..."

When the small tripod was first formed, it was already considered a powerful weapon, capable of attacking and defending, and invincible. The mysterious "Tao pattern" on the green copper endowed it with strange power and made it constantly transform.

Ye Fan has been in this world for three years. He has lived in Lingxu Cave for a year, and practiced in this cave for nearly two years. His body has grown a lot, reaching about 170 centimeters. It still looks immature, like a child around fourteen years old.

Back then, the short hair was two feet long, black and thick, and naturally scattered on his chest and back, fluttering in the wind. He looked very handsome, and no one would have thought that such a young man was already in the realm of Mingquan monk.

"It's time to leave..." Ye Fan glanced back at the cave behind him, then flew at a low altitude against the mountain forest, and rushed out of the mountain.

Ye Fan dragged a sambar into a small town. After exchanging some coins, he first chose a suit of suitable clothes for himself. In the past two years, his body has grown a lot, and his original clothes have long been worn out and can be called ragged. , When he entered the town, he was pointed at.

"To practice in the world, the first thing to do is to blend into the world of mortals."

Ye Fan found a place to eat and chose a seat by the window. At the table next to it, the people sitting around had a good temperament, which was different from ordinary people.

A real monk has no intersection with ordinary people, and generally will not show extraordinary in front of the world, even if they meet face to face, ordinary people will not know. It was obvious that these people were monks, adhering to the consistent principle, not wanting to disturb the mortals around them, they were talking in low voices, unless the spiritual sense was particularly sharp, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to hear anything at all.

"The tomb of the demon emperor is really evil. In the past two years, countless monks have died, but they just can't be opened."

"The entire Eastern Wasteland has been alarmed. All major sects have sent masters to the ruins, but there is no way to open the grave."

"The main reason is that the real peerless powerhouse has scruples and dare not take action at will, because the Yin Tomb is very evil, and it is almost psychic. Unless there is the treasure of the Eastern Wilderness, otherwise, even if there is a Gaiden powerhouse who can crack it. Even if there is no situation, the Yin Tomb cannot be fixed, it will rush into the land of the Eastern Desolation, like a dragon returning to the sea, there will be no trace to be found."

"It is said that three big figures have died, is it true?"

"Of course it's true. In the past two years, countless monks have been killed and injured. The deep pool is almost filled with dead bodies. Even the big shots have fallen one after another. Several big shots are said to be dying."

Ye Fan was very surprised. He didn't expect that after two years, the tomb of the demon emperor had still not been opened, and the killing situation in the Yin tomb took the lives of a large number of monks. He listened quietly while eating, without the slightest expression, not wanting to be noticed by those monks.

"The mountain of corpses around that deep pool has completely turned into a piece of demonic soil. Just looking at it from a distance makes people feel creepy. There is a lot of resentment there, and every inch of the ground is stained with the blood of monks."

"Since that deep pool has never returned and has become a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, why are there still endless monks rushing forward and going there?"

"It's no good. Who would be so disregarding life and death? That's the tomb of a generation of emperors who unified the Eastern Wilderness Monster Race. There must be endless treasures buried inside."

"That's right, even those aloof figures were alarmed. According to legend, it's because the demon emperor's tomb contains the treasure of my Eastern Desolate Human Race... the barren tower!"

"Is it the legendary barren tower that can kill immortals?"

"Of course it is, otherwise, how could those big figures risk their lives and go deep in regardless of the danger of falling."

"It's been two full years, and the disciples of the various sects have already lost their temper. They are afraid of being transferred to the ruins, but the various sects refuse to stop. If this continues, I really don't know how many people will die."

"Perhaps you don't know yet. It is said that even the people of Zhongzhou have been alarmed. Recently, some mysterious figures have rushed to the Eastern Wilderness."

"Could it be that they want to rob me of the treasure of the Eastern Desolation... the Desolate Tower?"

"That's not true. They won't stretch their hands so long. Even though the strength of the monks in Zhongzhou is unparalleled in the world and surpasses the other four regions, they dare not easily become enemies with the entire Eastern Wilderness. Once such a war breaks out, it will be very difficult. Imagine how many people will die. It is said that they seem to be looking for a treasure in Zhongzhou... "

Not far away, Ye Fan's heart suddenly thumped. He didn't need to think about it, and he knew that the big shots in Zhongzhou must have come for the mysterious green bronze.