Ye Fan walked forward, and Zhang Wenchang accompanied him as they ascended the short mountain.
The stream gurgled, and green vines climbed up the walls. The fragrance of grass and the smell of the moist earth mixed together. This place was natural and pure. The terrain in front was flat, and there was a clear and translucent pool. Wild flowers were scattered along the shore, and their fragrance assailed the nostrils.
A child sat there quietly. His face was filled with immaturity as if he was thinking. He was very delicate and pretty, even prettier than a girl. His starry eyes sparkled, and he looked like a little immortal child that transcended the mortal world.
"Ding!"
He seemed to have thought it through, and a pair of delicate fingers began to pluck the zither strings. The tinkling sounds were like the dripping of a clear spring, and also like the sprinkling of moonlight. It was sweet and refreshing, making people feel at peace.
Not long after, the music changed and became more and more transcendental. It was as if a banished immortal was knocking on an immortal stone. It was clear and pleasing to the ears, and the sound shook the surroundings.
The entire mountainous region suddenly became clear. The area in front of the pool seemed especially tranquil and tranquil, without a trace of vulgarity. Many flowers bloomed amidst the popping sounds.
Birds were attracted over one after another, circling around his head and landing around the zither. They circled around him and chirped softly, attracted by the superb music.
"What is his name?" Ye Fan asked softly.
This child was very similar to Hua Yunfei in both appearance and spirit. It could even be said that there was no difference at all. Even his music was superb, and his temperament was outstanding.
"Hua Yunfei," Zhang Wenchang said.
The same person, the same name, caused Ye Fan's heart to move. Was it a similar flower, or was there something else?
"The name is the same, but the person is no longer the same." Zhang Wenchang explained. This was Hua Yunfei's younger brother. He was born recently, and was given the same name by the master of the Star Peak.
In front, the towering Star Peak stood out like a crane among chickens. It was even taller than the other mountains. Regardless of whether it was day or night, there would be large amounts of silver-white light sprinkling down from the sky. That was the power of the stars.
"Ding!"
At this moment, the child stopped playing. A pair of black gem-like eyes looked at them in confusion. He stared at Ye Fan, not knowing when they had arrived.
On the Star Peak, a middle-aged man's clothes fluttered in the wind. He crossed the waves and landed on the short mountain.
"Greetings, Senior Hua." Zhang Wenchang bowed.
Star Peak Lord was truly extraordinary. He was dressed in blue clothes and his hair scattered about. He looked forty to fifty percent similar to the Hua Yunfei of the past. His expression was calm as he nodded his head and then looked towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan faced him calmly. This person was not ordinary, but with his current cultivation base, he could naturally deal with him calmly without any pressure.
"Yunfei is a good child. He was grabbed by a pair of invisible hands and couldn't escape. I didn't protect him well enough." The middle-aged man was extremely sad.
"Ye Fan did not blame him. Ye Fan was. Hua. Yunfei Peak Peak." I "
"I don't blame you. Yun Fei wanted to kill you first, but you ended up like this. I have nothing to say. I only hate myself for not being able to protect him when he was young. I didn't see a child's desire, nor did I see his sorrow and sorrow, "the middle-aged man said softly.
This young child's name was Hua Yunfei. This was enough to explain the problem, the grief in his heart.
The eight or nine year old child got up and quietly walked over. He looked at Ye Fan and said, "Have we met before? Why do we seem to know each other?"
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat as he revealed a look of disbelief.
"Yes, you are the Holy Body that people often talk about. You are quite similar to what I imagined." The child blinked his big eyes curiously.
Ye Fan's heart was in turmoil. Was this a coincidence? Even though they had the same father and mother, they were too alike. Especially the look in their eyes, they were exactly the same.
"This child only loves the zither. I will follow all his choices and let him be a happy zither attendant," said the Star Peak Master sadly. There were actually tears rolling down his face.
He caressed the child's head and was filled with love. However, it was unknown whether he was saying this to his son or to Hua Yunfei in the underworld.
Ye Fan left Tai Xuan and sighed softly. All living beings struggled in this world of mortals. Birth, old age, sickness, and death, joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. How could they escape? He was also just a stowaway.
"You have to be careful and take care of yourself." Zhang Wenchang warned. The world was in chaos and many saints were descending. The path of Celestial Ascension was about to open. Only the heavens knew what kind of terrifying war would occur.
Ye Fan nodded and muttered to himself, "This child's appearance has given me a difficult problem."
"Why?" asked Zhang Wenchang.
"I only believe in this life. But he is another flower that is the same as my previous life after my disciple Huahua. Are you trying to shake my faith? "Ye Fan muttered to himself.
"If there is a next life, a zither attendant and a reincarnation is the best ending for him," said Zhang Wenchang.
Ye Fan left just like that and met up with Ye Tong, Little Que 'er, and the others.
"There is a next life if you believe in it, and if you don't, it won't. In the cycle of time, there will be two identical flowers in the world. Whether they are the same flower or not is up to the later generations to judge, "Ye Fan said softly. He recalled the words of the old monk from the Western Desert.
He knew that one day, this would be a difficult problem on his path to the Emperor's Realm that he would have to solve.
Ye Fan had a special feeling for the Southern Region. Back then, the nine dragons pulled the coffin and fell into the forbidden area of the Primordial Era. He had embarked on the path of cultivation from this area.
He brought his disciples and secretly came to the Spirit Ruin Grotto-Heaven. He wanted to pay his respects to Elder Wu Qingfeng. This was Pang Bo's master and the first person who had taken him in.
In the past, he had visited many times. But this time, he had been away for too long. It had been more than a hundred years. He wondered how the old man was doing.
However, when he came here, he only saw a grave. The old man had passed away many years ago. His lifespan had come to an end.
Birth, old age, sickness, and death. This was a law that could not be broken. Ye Fan had once given the old man the divine spring in the forbidden area of the Primordial Era. Even so, he could not break the law of nature.
"Senior …"
Ye Fan stood in front of the grave, feeling lost. His heart felt empty, sour, and bitter. He revealed a sorrowful expression as he knelt down and kowtowed seriously.
If one did not become an immortal, one would eventually return to the yellow earth. This should be just the beginning. In the future, as time passed, he might see more graves where friends and old friends were buried … This was a law of nature that could not be defied!
This time, Ye Fan lingered for a long time. He had Longma, Gu Jinpeng, and the others leave first and wait for him in the distance. He lingered outside the Spirit Ruin Grotto-Heaven alone, feeling sorrowful.
With his current cultivation, no one would be able to discover him. He walked past the place where he had once cultivated and finally arrived at the Azure Emperor's grave beside the Spirit Ruin Grotto-Heaven.
The Yang Grave had already been broken. The treasure that the Azure Emperor had left for future generations no longer existed.
However, the Yin Grave was still there. A deep black pool connected to the Nine Underworlds. It was rumored that the Ancient Desolate Tower had once suppressed it and carried the Azure Emperor's corpse into an even further region.
"Who is it?!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan turned his head and seemed to see the back of an old man in front of the Yin Grave. He turned into a stream of light and rushed over.
However, when he got closer, he only saw that the pool was as black as ink and unfathomably deep. There was no one around, and it was empty and silent. There was nothing at all.
Ye Fan was bewildered. With his current cultivation, how could there be someone faster than him? It was simply inconceivable! Was this a real figure, or was it an illusion caused by his uneasiness due to grief and thinking of the elder who had led him onto the path of cultivation?
He stood on the spot for a long time before finally leaving.
Ye Fan brought Little Que 'er, Jiang Ting, Longma, and the others to the north, attracting the attention of the world. As soon as he returned, he exterminated the Golden Crow Clan, causing a great storm and attracting the attention of the world.
This group of people did not hide themselves and headed north. On the same day, the Killing Saint Qi Luo appeared, or perhaps it should be called the Killing Saint King. One of the old assassin's eyes was empty, as if a universe was opening in it. The other eye was filled with tears.
"You're back … it's good that you're back!" It was rare for the old assassin to reveal his true feelings. All these years, he had been exhausted. Now that he saw Ye Fan become an existence half a step away from the Great Sage, he was sincerely happy and teared up.
Who said that assassins were heartless? Time had dyed their hair white. He risked his life to seek justice for Ye Tong and the others, but he really couldn't resist the Great Sage and almost died.
Later on, he went to the Western Desert to save Huahua and almost died under Mount Meru. His aged body was on the verge of collapse.
Old Sabre Honcho supported his grandfather. They all had internal injuries on their bodies, but to Ye Fan, it wasn't a problem at all. Ancient Heavenly Venerable's life spring divine liquid sprinkled down. Specks of light flickered, and the buddhist willpower was completely eliminated.
"Senior, rest in peace. I'm here!" Ye Fan said firmly as he looked to the west.
On the same day, Yan Yixi, Li Heishui, and the others appeared and came looking for him. The news of Ye Fan killing the Golden Crow had long since spread. Now that he was walking on the earth like this, it was naturally easy to find him.
"You brat, you really came back. I thought it was some bastard who wanted to trick us." Dongfang Ye was the same as before. He wore beast skin battle clothes and was bare-chested. His bronze-colored body was strong and strong, and he carried a wolf tooth club. He looked like a savage.
He was very vigorous and had already stepped into the Saint King realm. Just his physical body alone had the power to capture flood dragons and subdue pengs. His masculine energy was so strong that it rushed into the sky like smoke signals.
Dongfang Ye was very strong and could definitely walk unhindered among the Saint King realm. But even such a person had suffered greatly in the Western Desert and almost died.
Fortunately, his constitution was special. After a few years of cultivation, his body had already recovered.
Ye Fan laughed loudly and went forward to punch him.
"Ye, you owe me a divine girl. When are you going to pay her back?" Li Tian came forward, still as evil as before.
"There are so many divine girls of the ancient race. How many have you settled?" Ye Fan laughed loudly.
"I'm not interested in them anymore. Instead, I took a fancy to a few nuns in the Western Desert. They're really brilliant. It's a pity that those monks were too unscrupulous. They were all jealous of me and chased me for 300,000 miles," Li Tian said with a grimace.
"Serves them right."
Li Tian's injuries hadn't healed yet. Needless to say, he had fallen in order to save Huahua.
Yan Yixi's temperament was extraordinary and his appearance was excellent. Like Li Tian, he was injured, but his expression was calm and composed.
"Ye, you're finally back. Brother Monkey has left and Ji Zi has gone far away. If not for Ye Tong and Huahua, we would have entered the starry sky to look for you," Li Heishui said, revealing his true feelings.
"There's no rush. Take your time. In the future, everyone will go to the human race's ancient road." Ye Fan smiled. When they gathered again, even though there were still a few people missing, it was already quite lively. He felt waves of warmth.
Everyone naturally had endless things to say. They talked about many things, but there was one thing they all agreed on, and that was to curse the Black Emperor. They all cursed that this dog was too unreliable.
"The waters of the Western Desert are deep, and it really isn't easy to attack. Our Heavenly Village is so powerful and prosperous, and we definitely can't be considered weak in the present age. However, we suffered a great loss in the Western Desert, and our entire army was almost wiped out. If we want to go west, we have to be careful.
This was the common opinion of the old friends. Mount Meru was exceptionally terrifying. It was a dragon's pool and tiger's den. It was difficult to attack and needed to be cautious.
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