Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 58 The Bitter Sea of ​​Jinshu Town

Ye Fan's heart "beating" accelerated beating, completely because of excitement, he suddenly thought of "Dao Jing", the head of the Lingxu Dongtian and several big demon fight life and death, mainly for "Dao Jing" and one Pieces of treasures of Donghuang.

This golden sheet of paper is very mysterious, like it is made of the essence of the rainbow awn, and it is bright and radiant. The shaking people can't open their eyes, and they start heavy, many times heavier than metal.

"Only one page of paper, I am afraid there are thousands of words ..." Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the bright golden paper in his hands, but even with his eyesight, he could only see the blurry outlines, those engraved handwriting It's too tiny. Both the front and the back are full of words, densely packed, each word is like a star, blooming Shenhua, unusually dazzling.

Ye Fan's heart is difficult to calm, if there is no wrong guess, this is definitely "Dao Jing", what he most desires. He didn't expect to get it like this, he had an unreal feeling. He squeezed the bright golden paper in his hand for a long time before he calmed down. At this moment he thought of Pang Bo, who was full of green face. When he flew these bodies over, the look he looked at here seemed to have no deep meaning.

"Did he call it on purpose?" Ye Fan thought of this possibility instantly. However, the unknown existence that occupies Pang Bo's body should not be so kind, how could it be possible for him to be accomplished without any reason.

"Yes ... Pangbo!" Ye Fan quickly thought of a possibility.

Pangbo has been competing for the control of the body, perhaps temporarily dominating the body at that moment. However, thinking that Ye Fan shook his head again afterwards, this possibility was minimal, and Pang Bo could at most only interfere with the unknown existence, I am afraid that he could not prevail.

"At the juncture of life and death, if you are disturbed, there will be life worries at any time ..." Ye Fan thought for a moment, thinking that the unknown existence and Pang Bo might have compromised with each other, and temporarily reached a certain agreement to convert the gold "Dao Jing" came out without anyone knowing it.

Ye Fanyue thought more and more likely that Pang Bo completed him, and sent the "Dao Jing" out, he said to himself: "Pang Bo must not have an accident ..."

Thinking of the demon text emerging on Pangbo's face, Ye Fan sinks in his heart. The unknown existence is likely to be a demon clan, but it is obviously different from those big demon. He is not interested in the "Dao Jing" of the human race. Relics of the demon emperor.

Ye Fanjing came down and searched several other corpses carefully, and found nothing. The golden paper is only one page, bright and heavy, and it feels like holding a treasure chest, giving him a heavy pressure. In fact, this gold book is more precious than any treasure.

Ye Fan wants to see what is happening, concentrate on the spirit, communicate the golden sea of ​​suffering, do his best to run his eyes, and want to know exactly what is written in this page of gold book. There is a golden awn in the bitter sea that runs up the body and condenses to Ye Fan's eyes, making his pupils flash a little bit of golden light.

"Round sea roll!"

At the beginning of this page, there are three large ancient characters that can be seen clearly, like three rounds of the moon set there, bright and beautiful, and radiant. Looking down, the handwriting is much smaller, barely able to see the typeface, but it makes people feel stingy in their eyes. Those ancient characters bloom like a golden needle, and the more they want to watch, the less they see. , The pierced eyes were swollen and the pain was extremely high.

In just a moment, Ye Fan's eyes turned red, extremely sour, and he shed a lot of tears involuntarily. He hurriedly looked away, and Jin Hui dispersed in his pupils, and it took a while for the clock to recover. This surprised him and watched normally. Although he couldn't see the ancient characters clearly, he didn't sting his eyes. While concentrating on the eyes, staring at this page of "Dao Jing", it almost hurts the pupils, which is surprising.

"This page of" Dao Jing "is really extraordinary ..."

Ye Fan did not give up, rested for a while, concentrated again, communicated the bitter sea, and tried his best to run his eyes. But this time it was not looking at the beginning, but directly looking at the last few words on the opposite side.

"Round sea rolls over!"

The last four ancient characters, like the initial three characters, are obviously much larger, and it is easy to see clearly, such as the rising moon and the glow of the sea.

Similarly, except for these four ancient characters, the other characters on the reverse side cannot be distinguished, because every tiny ancient character is like a round of miniature sun, shining brightly, and a divine light flying like a golden needle, thorns The painful pupil is uncomfortably hot.

Ye Fan hurriedly looked away, and his heart was beating violently. Now it is almost certain that this golden book is the most important starting volume of the Book of Dao!

The so-called wheel sea, without thinking, also refers to the wheel of life and the sea of ​​bitterness, which is where the source of divine power flows, and is the foundation of spiritual practice. It is no wonder that the head of the Lingxu Dongtian said that this is the most important volume of the Dao Jing, because this is the first volume of this fairy tale, and it is the foundation of the high-rise buildings.

The old man of Qingfeng Wuqingfeng once said that as long as the monks repair the wheel of life and the bitter sea to the extreme, they can benefit for life and become the pinnacle of power. One can imagine the importance of the wheel of the sea.

Lingxu Dongtian has only mastered one verse in this volume, which is the rest of the shards, accounting for less than 10%. It can only be used by the newly-entered fairy seedlings to communicate with the suffering sea, and there is no follow-up method. Ye Fan has been quite regrettable. At this moment, he got the complete Lunhai scroll "Dao Jing", which made him overjoyed enough to benefit his whole life. This volume is a complete cultivation system and can be practiced forever.

Ye Fan carefully put away this gold book, he knew that there must be no leaks, otherwise he would die without burial. I am afraid that the head of the Lingxu Dongtian has obtained it, and I must immediately ask for the refuge of the holy land behind me, otherwise there will be a scourge of destruction. Such a volume of Dao Jing can be regarded as an invaluable treasure, and at the same time it is like an active volcano that will erupt at any time. The benefits of heaven and the crisis of destruction coexist.

Get a page of gold book is enough, already a big surprise, Ye Fan does not want to stay here for a long time, right now he has no strength to fight for anything, only to go far is the best strategy.

He quickly rushed down the mountain, running the mysterious method recorded in the "Dao Jing", a bit of gold thread suddenly overflowed in the bitter sea, flowing to the limbs and bones, all the flesh and bones were moisturized, and suddenly his speed was increased a lot .

But at this moment, Ye Fan felt a strange change, and the golden paper in his arms seemed to be shaking. At first, he didn't care, until finally he suddenly felt a cold body, and the golden paper seemed to touch his skin.

"What's going on ..." He didn't put it close to his body and hurriedly stopped to watch. However, what happened to Ye Fan happened, and her arms were empty, and that page of Dao Jing disappeared.

"How is it possible?" Ye Fan could hardly believe the facts in front of him. Even if it was the head of the Lingxu Dongtian shot, it was impossible to be silent like this. How could it disappear suddenly?

At the same time, he felt that the vitality of life in his body was boiling. The mysterious method recorded in the Dao Jing spontaneously ran up and was out of control, making his bitter sea golden.

"what!"

Ye Fan was very surprised. At this moment, he felt that the bitter sea was a bit unusual, like there was something more, he hurriedly looked inside. The sight he saw made him stunned. In the golden bitter sea of ​​big yellow beans, a golden book appeared!

The golden paper became smaller and appeared inexplicably in the golden bitter sea. This result made Ye Fanhao not feel refreshed for a long time, and it felt unbelievable.

The Xuan Fa recorded in the Tao Jing stopped running and everything calmed down, but Ye Fan ’s golden bitter sea had an extra page of shrunken gold books. No matter how hard he tried, he could n’t shake it anymore and never came out again. Too.

Ye Fan was in a daze for a while, UU reading www.uukanshu.com was unknown, so I thought about it for a long time, and did not understand why such a thing happened. However, neither the body nor the golden bitter sea felt uncomfortable, which made him feel at ease.

After Ye Fan calmed down, he decided to leave and take another step.

"Boom"

At this moment, a violent sound came from behind, seeing the ancient temple shaking in the sky, blooming countless rays of light, sweeping all the super fierce beasts around and the elders of the Spirit Market Flew out.

"No, I can't leave!" Ye Fan really can't rest assured that Pangbo, although knowing that staying here is useless, can't help at all. However, he couldn't get through that level in his heart, and he couldn't see Pang Bo's unhindered escape from his own eyes. He was troubled in his heart and could not leave.

Of course, he would not act on impulse. This time he chose a farther mountain to watch from afar.

"Whee"

At this moment, a distant sky, there was a sound of breaking the sky, a channel of Divine Rainbow flew here, dozens of them.

"Boom"

Afterwards, there seemed to be thousands of horses and galloping horses, behind the dozens of Divine Rainbows, came the roar of barbaric beasts, the mist rolled, and the clouds shone. Dozens of wild beasts came out of the fog and carried a monk on their backs. Although they stepped in the sky, they heard the sound of thunder and thunder. It seemed that tens of thousands of troops had killed together.

Those wild beasts are all aliens left over from the ancient times, all of them are scaly, grisly, and the monk sitting in the middle of the wild beast holds a big flag in his arms, hunting with the wind, and majestic, writing on it There are four big characters: Shake the Holy Land!

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