Rebirth of the Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao

Chapter 743
One after another, grave mounds are arranged in the valley like stars. Those grave mounds are big and small, the big ones are like mountains, and the small ones are only the size of ordinary grave mounds.

The strange thing is that there is no tombstone in front of each grave mound, not one piece.

Walking in it, Ye Fan didn't feel anything wrong, just like those ordinary cemeteries outside.But the consciousness is suppressed here, which is really strange.

Looking around, it was empty, without a guard.This looks far from the forbidden area.

As he was walking, a fairy sword was stuck in front of a grave.

It was a very ordinary mound, not conspicuous at all among the tens of thousands of mounds.But that fairy sword gave people a bloodthirsty feeling even if it was far away.

Under the moonlight, there was a faint moonlight absorbed by the sword, as if a person was practicing alone.

Walking slowly, a bloody world suddenly flooded into Ye Fan's vision.There seemed to be bloodthirsty shouts in his ears, and a ripple suddenly appeared in the eternal state of mind deep in his heart.

Ye Fan was silent, the ordinary immortal emperor might become violent in the face of this immortal sword, unable to control himself.

"What a magic sword. It's a pity that the pearl is covered in dust, and I don't know when it will see the sun again." Ye Fan said regretfully.

At first glance, this magic sword is the saber of the owner in the tomb. If Ye Fan didn't have the holy sword, he would definitely want to take it for himself.Now that there is a holy sword, this magic sword is no longer attractive.

The magic sword suddenly moved automatically and flew towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.Sure enough, a bloodthirsty aura came from the fairy sword and rushed straight at Ye Fan's consciousness, as if to turn Ye Fan into a bloodthirsty madman.

With a flick of the fingers, the sound of dragon chant spread leisurely.

"Good sword." Ye Fan praised with a full face.

Even compared to the holy sword in Ye Fan's hand, I'm afraid it won't do much.

"Little brother, are you here to sweep the grave?" An old voice sounded behind Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was startled, and when he looked back, a hunched figure was standing behind him.

If it wasn't for this person's voice, Ye Fan wouldn't have noticed it at all.The strength of this old man is really appalling, the skill is so high, I am afraid that he is the real master of the world.

His silver hair reaches his heels, his eyebrows droop directly to his ears, he is dressed like a beggar, his eyes are cloudy, his hands are behind his back, and he looks at Ye Fan with a smile on his face.

Ye Fan smiled calmly, put the magic sword still in place, cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "Young Ye Fan, I have seen the senior."

The old man looked Ye Fan up and down, nodded, and said appreciatively: "Young man, your cultivation level is not bad. At your age, there are very few people with your cultivation level throughout the ages. You are neither People from the Yin Yang Immortal Sect, don’t you know what’s going on here?”

There were warning signs in his heart, and Ye Fan felt as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and he felt uncomfortable all over.

"The younger generation was hunted down and entered this place by mistake. Please forgive me for the inappropriateness. The younger generation will leave now, and I dare not disturb the senior Qingxiu too much." Ye Fan said respectfully.

The old man waved his hand, sighed, and said, "Forget it, since you've come here, come and sit with me. I haven't had any outsiders here for more than 1000 years. I'm old and I'm going to die soon. I really don't want to Make more murders before you die."

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, realizing that the old man already knew he was lying.However, to his surprise, the old man did not attack him.

As for what the old man said that he was going to die soon, Ye Fan didn't believe it at all.Even if an old monster like this is about to die, he might live another thousand or eight hundred years.

"Don't dare to disturb senior Qingxiu, this junior will leave now." Ye Fan said, and was about to leave.

A big hand pressed directly on Ye Fan's shoulder abruptly.

Ye Fan only felt that the aura and blood in his whole body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't mobilize them at all.

Ye Fan looked at the old man with eyes full of horror. The strength of this old man was much higher than Ye Fan's. The tall Ye Fan had no power to resist in front of him.

"Since you're here, don't leave. You'd better stay with me obediently. I haven't talked to anyone for thousands of years. You stay with me well. If I'm happy, maybe I will accept you as a disciple. "The old man said with a smile.

Ye Fan smiled wryly, it seemed that he had really underestimated the Yin Yang Immortal Sect.

This is still one of the forbidden places. Although there is only this old man, he is already better than the thousands of troops.On the other hand, there is this terrible old man in this cemetery, and the yin and yang cage is probably even more shocking.

If Ye Fan rushed in rashly, life and death would really be unpredictable.

Almost being dragged forward by the old man, Ye Fan couldn't resist even if he wanted to.

A door appeared on a large mound, and it was dark inside.

The old man pulled Ye Fan and walked in directly, and then they closed with a loud bang.

Looking at the roads on the left and right, Ye Fan felt more and more that this was a tomb at all.

With a 'bang' sound, Ye Fan was still in a corner by the old man. He hit something and made a rumbling sound.

With a wave of the old man's hand, dots of light flew directly into the sky and embedded in the stone.

It turned out to be night pearls.

Ye Fan stood up, looked around, and smiled wryly.

This is really a tomb, with a coffin in the center.The top of the coffin was opened, and it looked like it should be the place where the old man slept.

The tomb is full of funeral objects, all of which are valuable jewels, and there are even some weapons.

"Sit down, kid." The old man waved his hand and said in a nonchalant manner.

A stone table surrounded by four stools.

Ye Fan sat on one of the stools.

The old man looked around Ye Fan, with a satisfied smile on his face: "Boy, kneel down."

Ye Fan was taken aback, and looked at the old man with a puzzled expression.

Now that he can't fight or run away, Ye Fan really feels funny.

Seeing that Ye Fan did not move, the old man's face darkened, and he said in a bad tone: "Boy, hurry up and kneel down to worship the teacher. I am in a good mood today, so I am merciful and want to accept you as an apprentice. Do you know how much you have gained?" Hurry up and seize the opportunity.”

Ye Fan smiled wryly, and one day he would be forcibly taken as a disciple.Although the old man was much stronger than himself, Ye Fan really couldn't kneel down.

"Senior." Ye Fan said with a wry smile.

It's just that before he finished speaking, Ye Fan felt that his body was out of his control and knelt down slowly.

(End of this chapter)