Shrouding the Heavens

Ye Fan walked forward, accompanied by Zhang Wenchang, and boarded the low mountain. Pull cow cow m

The stream is gurgling, the vines are climbing the walls, the grassy fragrance is mixed with the moist earth, this place is natural and pure. The terrain in front is flat, a water pool is clear and translucent, the wild huā on the shore is scattered, and the fragrance is tangy.

A child sat there quietly, with immature writing on his face, and seemed to be thinking. He was very beautiful, even prettier than a girl, and her eyes were a little bit bright, like a fairy fairy, and she was aloof.

"Ding"

He seemed to think well, a pair of slender fingers began to pluck the strings, Ding Ding Dong Dong, like Qingquan dripping, and like Yuehua sprinkled, sweet and light, making people quiet.

After a while, the sound of the song changed and became more and more detached, like a fairy immortal striking the immortal stone, clear and sweet, and whistling the wild.

The whole mountain was clear for a while, and the water in front of the water pool was particularly peaceful, detached, and without any trace of tackyness. Many huāduo bloomed in the bang.

One bird after another was attracted, wandering on his head, falling around the Guqin, whispering around him, attracted by his fascinating piano sound.

"What's his name?" Ye Fan whispered.

This child is similar to Hua Yunfei, even saying that there is no difference. Even the sound of the piano is so superb, and the temperament is so outstanding.

"Hua Yunfei." Zhang Wenchang said.

The same person, the same name, makes Ye Fan's heart move, is it a similar huā, or is there another secret?

"The name is the same, but people are not." Zhang Wenchang explained that this is Hua Yunfei's younger brother, who was born in recent years and was given the same name by the owner of Xingfeng.

In front, the star peaks are towering, and the flocks of birds stand taller than other mountains. Whether it is day or night, there is a large piece of silver shining from the sky, which is the power of stars.

"Zheng!"

at this time. The children stopped the sound of the piano, stopped, and looked at them with a pair of black gems with big eyes, staring at Ye Fan. I don't know when they will arrive.

On Xingfeng, a middle-aged man fluttered, Ling Bo crossed, arrived here, and landed on the low mountain.

"Seen Senior Hua." Zhang Wenchang Shili.

The Lord of the Star Peaks is really very dusty, with a blue dress and hair scattered. The former Hua Yunfei had a four or five-point image with him. He looked calm and nodded, then looked at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan faced calmly, this person is very unusual, but in terms of his current cultivation, he can naturally cope with it without any pressure.

"Yunfei is a good boy. I can't get rid of it with a pair of invisible hands. I can't protect him." The middle-aged man felt infinitely sad.

Ye Fan didn't know what to say. After all, he personally killed Hua Yunfei.

"I don't blame you, Yunfei wants to kill you first. The result of this is nothing to say. I only hate myself for being incompetent, not guarding his childhood, not seeing the desire of a child, let alone seeing His injury and sorrow. "The middle-aged man whispered.

The young boy's name was Hua Yunfei, which was enough to explain the problem and entrusted his sorrow.

The year-old child got up and came quietly. Looking at Ye Fan, he said: "Have we ever met before, why do we all seem to know each other?"

Ye Fan was shocked, revealing an incredible look.

"Yes, you are the holy body that people often say, and it is quite like what I imagined." The child blinked his eyes curiously.

Ye Fan's heart is quite calm. Is this a coincidence? Even if it is the same father and mother, it is too similar, especially the kind of look, generally the same.

"This kid only likes piano, and I follow all his choices, let him be a happy piano boy." Xingfeng said sadly, tears slipped down his face.

He caressed the child's head and was full of love, but he didn't know whether he was talking to young children or Hua Yunfei under Jiuquan.

Ye Fan left Taixuan, and sighed softly. All living beings are competing in this red dust. He is also just a wanderer.

"You have to be careful and take care of yourself." Zhang Wenchang urged, and today the turmoil is coming, the All Saints are coming, Chengxian Road is about to open, God knows what a terrible war will happen.

Ye Fan nodded and said to himself: "The appearance of this child gives me a problem."

"Why?" Zhang Wenchang asked.

"I only believe in this world. But he is another huā like my previous life after my disciple huāhuā. Is this to shake my faith?" Ye Fan said to himself.

"If there is an afterlife, a piano boy, a reincarnation, this is the best ending for him." Zhang Wenchang said.

Ye Fan left like this, meeting with Ye Tong and Xiaoqueer.

"In the afterlife, there is faith, there is no belief. No reincarnation, there will eventually be two identical huās in the world, whether they are the same flower, or later generations to judge." Ye Fan whispered, he thought of the old monk if.

He knew that one day this might be a problem on his emperor's road, which needs to be solved.

Ye Fan has a special feeling for the Southern Region. When Jiulong pulled the coffin and fell to the barren ancient forbidden land, he embarked on a path of cultivation from this area.

He took his disciples and secretly came to the Lingxu Cave, and wanted to pay a visit to the old man Wu Qingfeng. This was Pang Bo's master and the first to introduce him to the door.

In the past, I have visited many times, but this time I have been away for too long.

However, when he came here, he saw only one grave. The old man had passed away for many years, and Shou Yuan had run out.

This rule of life, old age, sickness, and death cannot be broken. Ye Fan once gave the old man the forbidden land of the God Spring, even if this does not break the law of nature.

"senior……"

Ye Fan stood in front of the grave, and if he was lost, his heart fell empty, with both acid and bitterness. With a sad face on his face, he bowed down and knocked his first gift seriously.

If you don't become an immortal, you will end up in the loess, and this should only be the beginning. In the future, when the years pass, he may see more tombs, burying friends, burying old friends ... This is an irresistible natural law!

This time, Ye Fan lingered for a long time, let Longma and Gu Jinpeng leave first, and waited for him in the distance. He wandered outside the Lingxu Cave alone, feeling sad.

Taking his current cultivation as an example, no one can find him, walk through the place where he practiced, and finally come to the Qing Emperor's Tomb beside the sky of the Lingxu Cave.

The tomb of Yang is broken. That is the treasure that the Qing Emperor left to future generations, no longer exists.

The Yin Tomb is still the same, a black deep pond runs through the Nine Nether, and it is rumored that the barren tower was once suppressed. The body carrying the Qing Emperor has gone deeper into the region.

"Who?!"

Suddenly, Ye Fanmeng turned his head and seemed to see an old back in front of the Yin grave. He turned into a stream of light and rushed over.

However, when he came close, he saw that the water pool was dark and unpredictable. The people around were insignificant, empty and silent, with nothing.

Ye Fan wondered, in terms of his current cultivation, can someone still be faster than him? It's incredible! Was this a real figure, or was it disturbed by sorrow, thinking of the illusion caused by the figure of the elder who led him to practice?

He stood there for a long time and finally left.

Ye Fan took the little queer, Jiang Ting, Long Ma, etc. all the way north. It aroused the attention of the world, and once he came back, he wiped out the Jinwu clan and made a storm. Attract the world's attention.

They did not hide their true bodies and traveled north. On that day, the killing of San Ziro appeared, perhaps it should be called the killing of the king. The old killer had a hole in the eye, and it seemed that the universe was opening. The other eye was filled with tears.

"I'm back ... I'll be back!" The old killer's rare true feelings revealed. He has been haggard all these years, and now he sees Ye Fan becoming a half-step saint. Sincerely happy, tears huā looming.

Who said that the killer was ruthless, and his hair dyed with frost for years, he fought his old life, and he wanted to discuss for Ye Tong, etc., but it really couldn't bear the Dasheng. Almost died.

Later, he went to Ximo again, wanting to save huāhuā, and almost fell to the foot of Xumi Mountain, the old maiden body almost withered and collapsed.

Lao Dao helped his grandfather. They all had dark wounds, but for Ye Fan it was not a problem at all. Gu Tianzunmingquan was spilt with liquid, a little bit of glory, and the buddha's thoughts were all eliminated.

"Seniors rest in peace and quiet, everything has me!" Ye Fan said powerfully, looking west.

On the same day, Yan Yixi and Li Heishui appeared and found them. Ye Fan angered Jinwu, which had already spread. Now walking on the earth like this is naturally easy to find.

"Your kid really came back, I thought which king and **** wanted to pit us." Dongfangye, as in the past, wearing an animal skin suit, with an upper body, a sturdy bronze body, carrying a spiked mace, the whole one Savage.

He is very fierce and has stepped into the realm of the sage king. The flesh has the power to capture Fu Peng alone, and the masculinity is as strong as the smoke of the sky.

Dongfangye is very powerful, and can definitely walk sideways in the same realm of the Holy King, but it is such a person who has suffered a big loss in Ximo and almost died.

Fortunately, he has a special physique. After several years of cultivation, his body has recovered.

Ye Fan laughed and stepped forward to punch him.

"Leaves, you owe me a goddess, when will it still be?" Li Tian leaned forward, still as past, evil spirits.

"Why are there too many archaic **** girls? How many have been balanced?" Ye Fan laughed.

"I'm not interested in them anymore. Instead, I've seen a few mentors in Ximo, and they are shining, but unfortunately the monks are too indifferent. A group of people are jealous of me, chasing and killing me to escape 300,000 miles." Tooth said with a grin.

"Due."

Li Tian still has a good injury so far. Needless to say, it was naturally dropped to save huāhuā.

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"Leaves you finally came back. Brother Monkey left. Ji Zi left. If it weren't for Ye Tong and huāhuā, we wished to enter the starry sky to find you." Li Heishui said, revealing the truth.

"Don't hurry, take your time, everyone will go to the ancient human road in the future." Ye Fan smiled and gathered again, although there were still some people missing, but it was already very lively, he felt a burst of warmth.

There are naturally endless words among the people, and there is a lot of talk. One thing is consistent, that is, cursing the Black Emperor and scolding this dog for being too unreliable.

"The desert of Ximo is really deep, it's really not easy to attack. How strong is our village of heaven, and it's not a weak person in the world, but it has suffered a huge loss in the desert of the desert, and almost wiped out the whole army. Fighting with blood fever. "

This is the common view of the old people. Xumishan is a terrifying horror. It is a tiger pit in Longtan. It is difficult to attack and requires caution.

Help a friend's book to advertise "Island Master's Happy Life", an island owner's happy life, Dong Ying's loss of voice, Jurchen surrender, power, beauty interweave ... (to be continued)