Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 516 Ye Fan: If you don’t give up, I would like to worship you...

With a series of outbreaks of time, Ye Fan had no choice but to regard that ancient man with great wisdom as a god and a monk with boundless magic power.

This is a change in thinking and cognition.

Destined to attain the status of Heavenly Emperor, the Holy Body is still in its infancy at this time. It is still unforgettable to see the ruins of the Great Leiyin Temple on the ancient planet Yingluo.

Because of this, in the past many years, when he learned that Buddhism existed on this planet, he even thought of going to the Western Desert to explore Sakyamuni and want to have a dialogue with him.

It's a pity that the Eastern Wilderness is boundless. Let alone ordinary people, even a young Taoist monk who can fly will not be able to leave this area for hundreds of lifetimes without the help of external objects and only rely on himself. Indifferent.

But...fortunately!
There is another village in the dark.

The Buddhist sages could not see him, but finally learned the news about the founder of Taoism. According to what the wicked fat Taoist said, the master of the Eight Views Palace followed the star gate left by the ancients, first arrived at Ziwei, and then at Beidou!
"Ancient planet...Earth..."

At this moment, Ye Fan, who was in a state of ups and downs, had an idea and said anxiously: "Senior, do you know the emperors of Qin, Hanwu, and the ancestors of Tang Zong and Song Dynasty?"

If he were a person from ancient China on Earth, he would definitely be able to answer this question. He was worried that the big man in front of him would shake his head and ruthlessly crush his own illusions.

However, Meng Fan looked at Ye Fan with a funny expression and couldn't help but be speechless. After a brief pause, he replied:

"Pindao is a monk from Maoshan, named Jiuru. He was born in the late Yuan Dynasty. He set foot on the ancient starry sky and entered Ziwei in the early Ming Dynasty. Later, he inherited the Eight Views Palace created by the Supreme Emperor, opened the five-color altar, and descended on the ancient Beidou Star."

The surprise was so sudden.

Ye Fan had a dreamlike feeling!

On the other side of the starry sky, a person from nearly 1000 years ago should have long since returned to dust, but he was talking to him.

Meet old friends in a foreign land.

Moreover, not only that, this fellow seemed to be easy to talk to, quite friendly to himself, and did not care about the abrupt behavior just now.

in short:
Hug your thighs!
There is no way, Ye Fan is not the Emperor of Heaven in later generations. At that time, although there were suspicions of falsifying academic qualifications, his strength was definitely enough to suppress everything.

At the moment, he is just a small casual cultivator who has just entered the spiritual path, but he has a valuable treasure and is in a very difficult situation. He is running around for his life, constantly hiding his traces.

A dignified seven-foot man came to Beidou, which is called the center of the universe. He did not want to practice cultivation and was willing to live on the earth...

With a few words of teasing in his mind, Meng Fan, who had already guessed what the Holy Body was going to say, directly shattered his illusions.

If the Emperor of Heaven stops practicing, then what’s the point?
I don’t know how many causes and effects are involved.

"If your guess is correct, do you want to go back? It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for help from others."

"The ancient road to the starry sky has been cut off. Even if it is me, now I can only return with the coordinate map of the starry sky after stepping into the sage realm."

Under the blood-colored setting sun, withered vines surround the bluestone, forest birds return to their nests, and fallen leaves are falling, all in a desolate silence.

Ye Fan was heartbroken.

Saints?

It's too far away, I really don't dare to think about it.

Subconsciously, he looked at the old madman lying on the big bluestone. This accomplished sage, an ancient man from 6000 years ago, was facing the sunset with infinite nostalgia in his old eyes.

At the same time, there was a sad look, and two lines of tears were particularly eye-catching on the old face.

The world of monks is too cruel.

An earth-shattering and unparalleled powerhouse, who had been hard-pressed to find an opponent in the Eastern Wasteland 6000 years ago, is now curled up here, his skinny body trembling, which makes people feel sympathy and pity.

But he himself saw the hope of returning, and he kept enduring surprises, but he was no match for a bolt from the blue. He didn't know how many years it would take to complete the journey.

By that time, my parents had long since turned into a pile of loess.

Thinking of this, Ye Fan fell into the sadness of wanting to support but not waiting for him.

And Palace Master Guanghan, who was silent and seemed to be acting as a background, always felt that the man next to him looked like an unscrupulous uncle teasing children.

"senior……"

Ye Fan hesitated to speak. Although he didn't cry loudly with the old madman, he was no better. His face was stiff. He didn't know what to say, but he wanted to say something.

This posture is very similar to a person who is about to drown, desperately trying to grab the straw.

In this situation, Meng Fan stopped attacking the future Emperor of Heaven and casually said: "There is no need to be discouraged. I have found a not very safe passage. I plan to separate a Tao body and return to the ancient star to take care of the sect."

"My little friend, you can write a letter and Pindao will hand it over to someone at home."

"Looking at fate, the poor Taoist may be able to guide them to join the Taoist sect and embark on the path of cultivation. After you complete the cultivation, your family will be reunited."

Words are sincere.

A master's style.

Ye Fan was so moved that he was speechless. After all, he had just experienced what boundless despair was. His parents were not far away, and he was coveted and hunted by all the major forces. He also had to miss his blood relatives far away in the starry sky.

Now, this senior who is also from the earth is so kind-hearted, he solves his own worries, and even helps support and take care of his parents.

"Senior, I have the mother spirit of all things, which is enough to forge heavy weapons. I am willing to share..."

Ye Tiandi, also known as Ye Hei.

As the name suggests, he is very black-hearted.

However, it is limited to enemies. If it is a friend he met on the road, or a senior who has a kindness, then he will do his best to repay it.

For Meng Fan, taking care of his parents is a casual thing to avoid the tragedy in the original work, and more importantly, it is to protect the sect.

As the Nine Dragons pulled the coffin and left the earth, the Taishan ancestral artifact was born, and Western monks flocked to rob it. If Longhushan hadn't brought out the only clue:

A Taoist priest from the Eastern Han Dynasty who had not long lived, frightened the group of bandits, and not even half of the Chinese ancestors were left.

At that time, he left the earth at the peak of transforming into a dragon. He had secretly vowed not to let the tragedy happen again.

Because of this, all Meng Fan can do now is to separate a Tao body and kill him back for revenge.

at the same time.

Under Yi Yanwan's shocked eyes, large shadows as thick as mountains and as thick as clouds were drawn out of Ye Fan's body. They were black and yellow in color and misty.

It seems that a wisp of mist can crush a mountain, so heavy that even the Dacheng King feels suffocated!

This much is enough to cast all weapons for enlightenment except tripods, bells, towers and other heavy weapons.

Little fellow, honest enough.

But it can also be said: too little tempering, not understanding the sinister nature of people's hearts, or lacking the trap and targeting of the unscrupulous Beidou monks.

For a moment, Yi Yanwan, who was like a fairy in the moon, was no longer aloof and wanted to agree for Meng Fan. Others didn't know it, but she knew clearly:

This man has not yet built a weapon of enlightenment, simply because he lacks immortal gold.

The stars are in chaos and the yin and yang are at odds!

It's the maternal energy Xuanhuang I'm talking about.

In the eyes of most people, Xuanhuang is the energy of chaos, including Yi Yanwan. She feels that this object is a perfect match for Meng Fan's physique, and it is perfect for being used to build weapons of enlightenment.

However, Meng Fan, a chaotic body, does not think so. Xuan is the essence of heaven and yellow is the marrow of earth. They are the essence of heaven and earth, so Xuan and Huang are used to represent heaven and earth.

"Little brother, this is just a casual thing. Besides, Pindao is not the kind of person who wants to repay a favor. You'd better put it away."

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the Eucharist, which was presented with great ceremony and sincere dedication, was rejected.

"Brother!" Ye Fan was excited.

Palace Master Guanghan: "..."

For some reason, she always felt that the little guy in front of her was calling him "big brother" with great skill.

Only Meng Fan knew that this was Emperor Ye Tian's traditional performing arts. To take advantage of the situation, the old madman who had lived for more than 6000 years was called "big brother" several times in public.

And the other party also acquiesced to this matter.

Unexpectedly, I was also a part of it.

(End of this chapter)