When it saw Ye Fan again, the amethyst-like Komatsu Mouse's eyes were brimming with tears, its large eyes blinking, it rushed over with a whoosh and hung onto Ye Fan's body, then quickly hid behind him, only revealing half of its little head to glance forward timidly.
Xu Ye was a very lively girl, she rushed over like a little lunatic, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws, giggling non-stop as she grabbed the purple Komatsu Mouse.
For the past few days, Ye Fan had been constantly on the move, heading south for Pang Bo's matter, he did not leave the Komatsu Mouse by his side, leaving it at Xu Qiong's house in B City.
Without a doubt, no matter where this little fellow was placed, it would attract all eyes. Its fur was like silk, sparkling and translucent, flowing with purple splendor, directly captivating this little girl Xu Ye.
Whether it was eating or sleeping, she would hug this amethyst-like little thing, not taking a single step away from it, this kind of passion really scared the little fellow.
Before Ye Fan left, he had warned it repeatedly not to reveal any divine abilities, not to reveal any of its cultivation, thus the little purple thing did not escape the devil's clutches, it was in pain but also happy.
It was not used to being hugged by others, it had always been alone under the moonlight, facing the ancient Buddha, inhaling and exhaling clear splendor, it had always been ignorant and pure.
These days, the only thing that made it happy was that it ate a lot of delicious food, better than anything it had ever tasted before, if not for that, the little fellow might have already escaped without a trace.
This was also the reason why its eyes were brimming with tears when it saw Ye Fan, it was truly afraid of that little demoness, hiding behind his back, only leaving one of its large eyes to sneak a peek, peek and peek.
"Little Ye Zi, how did you mistreat Komatsu, why did you scare it to this state?" Ye Fan said, "Komatsu" was the name he gave the little purple thing.
"I treat Komatsu so well, but it doesn't appreciate it, it really pisses me off." This little girl was not considered young, sixteen or seventeen years old, her body was slender, almost taller than her mother, but she was still extremely lively, jumping around to catch Komatsu.
To Komatsu, this delicate and beautiful face was no different from a horned demon, it felt wronged and asked Ye Fan if he could let it return to its little nest in the mountain.
Seeing the little fellow so wronged, Ye Fan hurriedly comforted it, saying that he would not abandon it in the future.
The Jade Vase Fragment was a hot topic in the collection world, the Jia De auction house managed it as a rare treasure, and every auction would attract a lot of attention.
After Ye Fan received a portion of the money, he asked Xu Qiong to help him buy a somewhat old villa in a quiet area. Now that he had returned, he naturally wanted to live, and he needed an environment where he would not be disturbed.
Today, he needed to buy some daily necessities, Xu Ye volunteered to follow her parents to help Ye Fan pick things.
Ye Fan brought Xiao Song out, but not long after, he was stopped several times. Many people asked him what the little thing on his shoulder that was glowing with purple light was, which annoyed him greatly.
Some people even said that they wanted to report him, saying that he was secretly raising an endangered animal, such a rare treasure should be reported to the country and carefully protected.
After a day, Ye Fan was really tired of dealing with it, there were really people who were overflowing with sympathy, calling the police, requesting to save the endangered species.
Everything finally calmed down, Ye Fan carved a formation in the old villa, took out a dust-repelling pearl, and made it bright and clean.
And Komatsu was finally free. But it was still a little afraid of Ye Fan, looking at him timidly, carefully peeling a hazelnut, using a pair of small claws to lift the nut, raising its head and fawning, handing it to him, its big eyes like black jewels were very pure.
"You don't have to be afraid of me, people have to live freely, don't put shackles on themselves, if you feel uncomfortable, I can send you back to Tibet, you can continue to live a carefree life." Ye Fan patted its head.
He did not know why, but sometimes he felt that the little guy was very pitiful. Its innocence, ignorance, and timidity were the reflection of something in the deepest part of its heart, it was full of reverence for fate.
Komatsu did not understand, but it finally relaxed a little, sneaking glances at Ye Fan while sitting there obediently peeling the hazelnuts, placing them on a small porcelain plate.
"You are still the same as before, don't be afraid, here, this is for you." Ye Fan took out a Scarlet Moon Fruit, shaped like a crescent moon, its whole body was red and crystal clear, its fragrance wafting into the nose.
"Rumble …"
The purple little thing's big eyes immediately lit up, turning non-stop, it carefully asked, "Is this really for me?"
"Of course, don't be reserved in the future, I am your master, you can treat me as family," comforted Ye Fan.
The uneasiness in the depths of its heart finally disappeared, it suddenly became lively, hugging the Scarlet Moon Fruit and rolling around, laughing foolishly, its innocent appearance somewhat making people feel sorry for it.
"Clang!"
Ye Fan chopped off a small piece of Daluo Silver Essence, hammered it over and over again, using his own cultivation to forge it, finally casting it into a silver bell. It was not large in size, shaped like a small bell, the only difference was that there was something hanging inside, used to make the sound.
He was very attentive, using the Daluo Silver Essence to make the silver bell wall, only the size of a knuckle, then he shrunk the small stone Buddha, refining it into a pendulum, and placed it inside.
The purple little thing had accompanied the small stone Buddha since it was young, it had long developed feelings for it. Now that Ye Fan had refined such a treasure for it and taught it how to put it into its body, it was naturally very happy.
Not to mention earth, even in the Northern Dipper Star Region, this treasure was a world-shocking divine treasure. Using the Daluo Silver Essence to forge the "bell" and the mysterious small stone Buddha as the "clang", it was unparalleled in the world.
Moonlight sprinkled down like water, the Komatsu spat out the treasure and stood in front of the window, borrowing the Buddha's light from the bell to guide the moonlight to cultivate.
It was very intelligent, although simple, but it knew the benefits of this kind of cultivation, it was very persistent, not wasting time every night.
Ye Fan did not spoil it by pulling it up, with his current cultivation, it was not difficult to make it advance by leaps and bounds, but he did not do so. The path of cultivation needed to be walked step by step, the foundation must be solid, this was the foundation, otherwise, there would be big problems in the later stages, a ten-thousand-meter tall building might collapse overnight because of its foundation.
All he could do was guide the way and pass on the method, the cultivation still depended on the little fellow itself.
"Tonight, I will pass on to you a section of the Demon Monarch's ancient scriptures." Ye Fan had once discussed with Pang Bo, comparing ancient scriptures, so he knew a lot about the Qing Emperor's scriptures.
He combined the Dao scriptures and the Demon Monarch's scriptures to create a targeted method for the little fellow, it could be said that once the method was completed, it immediately triggered the sound of thunder, the Great Dao felt it.
"This method is not weaker than any demon scriptures, the starting point is very high, the future depends on you."
It had to be said that the little purple thing was extremely intelligent, it firmly remembered the method in its heart, and soon it was able to use this method to mobilize its own cultivation.
Soon, there was news from India, a few masters went back to report in detail, the 190-year-old old monk was moved, and two other people of the same generation agreed to come east together.
The bidding for the mutton-fat jade vase reached a climax, the Indian master won two pieces, and then the three fragments were won by a young man.
Naturally, the mutton-fat jade vase became even more mysterious, many collectors didn't have such extravagant thoughts, it was simply impossible to collect all of them, it was too expensive, it was difficult to form a perfect vase, and now they were proud to have one.
"Fine, I'll try with the vase fragments, see if I can draw out some people," Ye Fan said to himself.
Time could make everything fade away, so many days had passed, Ye Fan's heart was still sad, but he was not as immersed in it as before, unable to extricate himself.
These days, he would often make a cup of green tea, recite Huangting when he was free, and read Nanhua when he was lonely. His heart gradually became empty, he often looked up at the starry sky at night.
Severing the Dao!
He knew it was not far, if he was willing, he might be able to enter at any time, but after the recent ups and downs, he suddenly felt that erasing the obsession in his heart was not his Dao.
"Regardless of whether it is on this side of the starry sky or on the other side, I will not sever it, not even for a period of time."
Although he had returned, his parents were no longer here, and the obsession in his heart was even stronger. And on the other side of the starry sky, there were so many old friends, so many past events, they were also unforgettable, but he could not return.
"If I sever any one of them, I can immediately enter the third immortal, but I will not do that …"
Ye Fan shook his head, he had too many obsessions, it was easy to sever the Dao, he only needed to choose one, resolutely sever it, and step onto his own Dao.
It was difficult to sever the Dao, but that was because he did not want to do it, he wanted to resolve everything, to calm his mind, but doing this was equivalent to erasing himself.
"I will remember all of them!"
His gaze was resolute, he knew what he would encounter at this stage, it would be different from anyone else.
The heavens severed the Dao, but he had to go against it, resist it, he wanted to sever the Dao that was blocking him, this was a path that defied the world!
"I am not waiting for you to sever me, but rather for me to sever you."
Ye Fan was very calm, there were no fluctuations in his emotions when he said these words, he was not impassioned, he read Nanhua in loneliness, and when he was idle, he recited Huangting. Recently, his heart was calm.
He was well aware of the consequences of doing this, if he succeeded, his Dao would be incomparably broad, surpassing others, if he failed, then the one severed would be himself.
"Sever the Dao, sever the Dao, perhaps doing this is the true way to sever the Dao, not sever the Dao that is blocking one's path, how can it be worthy of this name!"
It was difficult to sense the Dao on Earth, it was originally a difficult place to cultivate, even more difficult than the Big Dipper before the heaven and earth changed.
However, there was one advantage, once one's Dao improved, then it would definitely be astonishing, just like how the Big Dipper's saint was incomparably powerful, it made the ancient kings who survived in the archaic era tremble.
And now, Ye Fan chose this different path, it was fine if he did not break through, but once he did, under such difficult conditions, he would be able to sever the Dao, it would definitely shock the past and present.
One had to walk the road himself, perhaps he would become ashes overnight, but if he could charge through, perhaps he would see scenery that had never been seen before.
A cup of green tea with a faint fragrance wafted through the air. Ye Fan stood in front of the window, looking into the distance.
During these days, he did not cultivate, but his heart became more and more tranquil. Brewing a cup of fragrant tea and reading the Daoist Canon made his mind incomparably clear.
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