Shrouding the Heavens

The nine secrets of Lizhou came from a very mysterious place. Ye Fan carefully observed this Jinbo. According to the above, it is very far away and is already close to the central area of ​​Donghuang.

Holy Cliff, this is an ancient name, is marked on this brocade silk, it is the place that contains nine secrets.

Ye Fan felt that the name was a little special, and couldn't help but ask the **** dog, saying: "Black Emperor, have you heard of Shengya?"

The **** dog suddenly jumped and said, "How do you know this name?"

"I threw the scroll to Duan De, and left this brocade. It was mentioned that the Nine Secrets were there." Ye Fan did not hide from the Black Emperor.

"This place is very unusual. There was an emperor who had been there before, facing the ancient cliffs, he had a feeling, and was there by hanging." The Black Emperor said.

"What kind of place is it?" Ye Fan was even more surprised.

"There seems to be a rumor that a great ancient holy body has fallen there, and the blood has stained the stone cliff. The ancient emperors are lonely and invincible. When they travel to the ancient cliff, most think that the holy body, if it is still alive, can be worth it. "

"There are such anecdotes ..." Ye Fan touched his chin. This was an unusual place. The nine secrets were hidden in that area. He had to walk up.

But he doesn't want to leave right now, Jinbo is in hand, and the Nine Secrets can't run away, so just press the map. Nowadays, what he needs most is to raise the realm, not to look for secret methods urgently.

These days, he walked through dozens of cities, buying stones continuously, and then going to open areas without people to open up, plus what he had before, has accumulated a source of more than ten thousand pounds.

Right now, he has been able to break into the three-tier heaven, but he is not satisfied and wants to be promoted to the four-tier heaven.

It's just that the difficulty is too high, and it needs 100,000 yuan to get it. This is a dizzying number, and it's difficult to rely on gambling alone.

"Perhaps it's time to go to the holy city ..." Ye Fan murmured.

After more than half a month, the Lizhou storm did not subside. On the contrary, it became more and more intense. Duan De, another focal person of the day, was more embarrassed than Ye Fanlai.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest is indeed a personal thing. Under that situation, he found an opportunity and escaped successfully.

However, his life was very difficult next. All the Holy Lands searched at the same time. Wu Dao of the 13 Great Coopers roared to chase and killed, and the demon clan was also lingering.

Duan Delian fled for half a month, he was spitting blood almost exhausted, almost made people live alive, and finally could not hold it, shaking his hand and throwing the scroll.

But even this is the case, he has not been able to get better. Wu Dao of the 13th Great Conqueror seems to have locked him up for a moment, chasing after him day and night.

Some people saw that after half a month, Duan De had lost a large circle and was covered with blood, but the only surprise was that he was still alive and kicking, with no signs of being out of control.

"This dead fat man is so fateful, the Holy Land did not kill him, and even Wu Dao shot himself, and he hasn't pushed him." Ye Fan was speechless.

According to the latest news, Duan De, who was pursued by Wu Dao, had no way to go to the ground and fled towards Zhongzhou.

After the scroll was thrown out by the unscrupulous Taoist priests, the successors of the All Saints slammed the hands of the elders, and their fighting power was extremely amazing.

"We have to go back to Shizhai and we need to move people away. It is estimated that after a while, the war between the ancient scrolls will come to an end. Most of the major holy places will sit down and talk."

That is not the Nine Secrets, but a stunning map. If the major religions understand it, there will be great waves. It is not a family that can swallow alone, and a holy place in that place cannot be beaten.

He did not want the people in Shizhai to be shocked, and wanted to resettle them in advance to keep them away from Zishan.

"If the All Saints attack the Purple Mountain in a big way, other places will be empty, and there may be a perfect opportunity, and I need the source." Ye Fan is full of longing.

Half a month later, Ye Fan and the Black Emperor returned to Shizhai, and there hasn't changed much as it used to.

This place is far from richness and beauty. The village surrounded by reddish-brown stones is very desolate, with few plants and trees. This is just a small oasis of a dozen miles.

However, the people here are in a good state of mind, digging the source to make a living, and worrying about life. You can go to the oasis in the distance to exchange daily necessities.

"Ye Xiaoxiong is back, and there is that ... Black Emperor." The people in Shizhai greeted enthusiastically and almost wrongly called the Big Black Dog.

When they learned that they wanted to move away from this place, many old people were silent. They lived here for generations and suddenly left. It was hard for anyone to accept.

"You have to move away, there will be no peace here, and there will be a big storm." Ye Fan explained patiently.

In the end, he had no choice but to invite Zhang Wuye to briefly describe the situation of Zishan.

Hearing that the Holy Land is coming, Zhang Wuye changed his color and sighed: "The ancestors let us stay here. Do we have to evacuate now?"

The Black Emperor probed the huge head and said, "Leave, your family will have a big Fuze in the future."

Ye Fan has heard that the first ancestor of the Zhang family, the Master Yuan Tian, ​​once said that he would stay here to respect Zishan, and there will be a big blessing in the future.

For many people, completely moving away from this place is a sad process, Ye Fan did not rush to urge them, because there is still plenty of time.

Even if the scrolls fall into the hands of the Holy Land, it is difficult to produce any results in a short period of time. The game between the parties requires constant compromise and redistribution of benefits.

However, at this moment, the **** dog found out that when it ran to Zishan to watch, it actually found a figure, and someone had already come

"Are you sure?" Ye Fan was startled, which was too fast.

"That man is very scary. I only saw a ghost image and disappeared in a flash." The **** dog said in a deep voice.

The Black Emperor only vaguely saw that the man was wearing a robe, standing on the top of the Purple Mountain, disappeared in an instant, and frightened it.

"Wouldn't it be the dead fat man in a robe? But wasn't he chased in the direction of Zhongzhou?" Ye Fanxin was puzzled.

"It must not be the fat man. He can't be so fast. I will remember the person I bite very well. This person is quite scary. The empire blinked in a blink of an eye."

Ye Fan felt the need to leave quickly, this place was not calm, this storm came faster than he thought.

"You urge them to hurry up and I will go out and turn around." He left Shizhai and went to Pingyan City to find out the news. As a result, he learned that the Holy Land had no action, and the turmoil had not yet gone out.

"What's going on, the future of the Holy Land, some people have arrived first, must be the best master." Ye Fan secretly guessed, this person must have watched the scroll.

When Ye Fan came back, he saw the **** dog dozens of miles away from Shizhai, wondering: "Why are you here?"

"A cow's nose came and entered Shizhai. The emperor could not see through him. He was afraid that he would not benefit the emperor."

"So, did you run out?" Ye Fan was surprised, he was a little worried about the people in Shizhai.

"Relax, if Xiuwei has reached that level, it will certainly not be embarrassing for mortals, but the Emperor does not know why he entered Shizhai."

"You said his Taoist, was it the one I saw at the top of the Purple Mountain?"

"Mostly it's the cow's nose. Otherwise, how could there be two great masters in the same area." Big Black Dog pondered for a while, and said: "You go and see, what is he doing?"

Ye Fan thought about it, changed his appearance, and dressed as Wang Shu, even with the same original temperament.

Today, he is about to stay away from this place. Wang Shu is not in Shizhai and is purchasing materials for Pingyan City.

He returned to Shizhai in the manner of Wang Shu. As soon as he came back, he saw that there were many people in the village, many of whom were discussing.

"What's going on?" Ye Fan asked.

"An old saying came, it's strange, I took the fist of Zhang Wuye's family, and the grind plate of Er Lengzi's family, and was planning to buy it."

"This clever eyesight is too bad, even I can see that the mill and the grinding disc must have no source. He actually wanted to buy it at a high price. I really don't know what to think."

Ye Fan suddenly jumped in his heart and hurried forward. There was an old Taoist in the crowd, wearing an old robe.

"Such clothes are not the same as today ..." Ye Fan moved his heart, and the style of the robe was very old.

He looked calm, but there was a horror in his heart. The moment of spiritual consciousness made him feel like he was facing a sleeping wild barbarian dragon.

However, Lingjue passed away, he quickly lost that feeling, he was not surprised, there was nothing strange.

This is a good old man with white hair shawls. Looking at his age, he can look like sixty or seventy years old.

"I will give you a ten-jin source. I want this grinding plate." The master said to Erzongzi's parents.

"Ten pounds?" All the people around were taken aback.

Even Ye Fan was a little puzzled. He was watching this grinding plate seriously, but he didn't notice the anomaly.

In the end, the old man bought the millstone and began to cut stones in front of everyone.

The stone chips were flying, he was very careful, afraid of cutting any gems, flaking layer by layer, there was no big cut.

However, in the end, the grinding disc turned into a stone chip, but nothing was cut out. The old Taoist frowned, stood up, and pointed to the stone mill in front of Zhang Wuye ’s house not far away, saying: "This mill , I ’m out of the twenty-jin source. "

"This ..." The people in Shizhai were quite shocked.

"Five Lords, what's the origin of these stone mills and stone mills?" Ye Fan whispered to Zhang Wuye.

"I haven't heard anything about it ..." Zhang Wuye frowned ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Thought it for a long time, said: "The grandfather has been using it for generations, nothing special, anyway, I can't see the source inside."

Suddenly, Zhang Wuye looked, and Ye Fan looked at each other. They thought of the same possibility. Wouldn't these stone mills and stone millers be specially left by their ancestors?

You know, the ancestors of the Zhang family are not ordinary people, that is a generation of strange people.

If the ancestors deliberately left it, it must be unusual. With their eyesight, they can't see anything special.

"Is there many stone tools in the village?" Ye Fan asked.

"Specifically ... no statistics." Zhang Wuye's fingers were shaking.

Is that strange person leaving things for his children and grandchildren are the most common stone pier, stone mill, stone mill child and the like? Ye Fan was shocked.

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