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Chapter 438 The Secret of the Ancient Gate

The balcony in the night dazzled Zhang Fan. The wind-sounding spirit tree and the Tianluo tree both gave off a gray light. pretty.

What surprised Zhang Fan even more was that a leaf grew on the originally bare Tianluo tree.

It seems that the aura overflowing from the ancient gate really has the effect of ripening the spirit grass and spirit tree.

Immediately, he didn't think about it any further, and sat cross-legged in the condensed milky white mist, and began to meditate to recuperate his body.

The aura in his body is basically in a state of negative growth, and it can only be relieved by swallowing a few spirit gathering pills. That is to say, his condition will continue to deteriorate without taking medicine.

The situation is already bad.

Moreover, his body will tingle from time to time, and the attacks have become more frequent recently.

In the large formation with an astonishing concentration of spiritual energy, although the spiritual power has recovered a little, this is not a solution to the symptoms.

After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and called Zhou Biyao, telling him that he was in a hurry and had to go out, and asked her to help take care of Chu Jianjia.Chu Jianjia didn't ask any further questions, she was also a military wife after all.Zhang Fangui is a general in the army, and many military affairs must be kept highly confidential. As a military wife, you must have this kind of awareness, and you can't pry into it.

Immediately, Zhang Fan began to retreat.

He wants to rebuild his three-turn Yuan Gong.

First of all, it is necessary to disperse the kung fu, let the realm return to zero, and then cultivate the realm back again.

Since there will be no bottlenecks in the re-cultivation, it is not difficult to practice back, and in addition to the abundant aura in the big formation, the time will not be too much, three or four days or seven or eight days.

After the second turn of San Gong, Zhang Fan could feel that the purity of the aura in his body had improved again.

If the purity is increased, but the capacity remains the same, it is equivalent to an increase in cultivation in a disguised form.

The purity of the aura will affect the power of the spell. The higher the purity, the greater the power.Although this resurgence did not eliminate the sequelae, the practice is not in vain. Many immortal cultivators who encounter bottlenecks will re-repair if they have to re-repair.

Although there is no white practice, the effect is really mediocre. The aura in Zhang Fan's body will still be in a state of negative growth when he is not meditating, which is not much better than before.

This gave Zhang Fan a headache.

To be honest, this practice is to restore the aura in the body. To put it simply, it is just to fill up the mana, and temporarily alleviate the danger of falling out of the realm.

"Are you really going to heaven to steal the water of the Tianhe River?"

Zhang Fan took out the bronze feathered lantern he bought from Luofu Ghost City, which should belong to Tianhe Yu's family, and wondered if he could exchange it for some Tianhe water.

I'm afraid it's difficult. The light is out.

Turning the bronze feathered man lamp over, there seems to be a font pattern on the base of the bronze feathered man lamp...

Zhang Fan wiped it with his hands. Due to long-term storage, the bottom was a bit flat, and the font patterns were also smoothed by mud. He poured a little water and washed the base.

"This is……"

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly widened.

This pattern is... a soul trace.

Another soul trace!
Immediately Zhang Fan took out the necklace around his neck, and compared the two. Although they were both soul traces, they were still different. Many curves had different trends, so they should not belong to the same person.

But the soul traces on the base of the bronze feathered lamp gave Zhang Fan a familiar feeling.

After bowing his head and pondering for a while, he still walked to the place where the ancient door was hidden, and condensed a sword glow spell on his sword finger, cut open the wall, and then removed the wall, revealing the sealed ancient door.

Zhang Fan took the base of the bronze feathered lamp and compared it with the soul traces on the ancient door. After the comparison, Zhang Fan's eyes showed ecstasy, and he shouted: "It's the same."

Indeed, the traces of souls under the lamp holder were exactly the same as those on the ancient door.

This should be the soul trace of the same person!
Everyone's soul is different, and of course the soul traces are also different.

This is also the only existence that cannot be imitated, no one is strong enough to make a soul.

The soul trace of the ancient gate is exactly the same as the bronze feather lamp, could it be that this ancient gate also belongs to Tianhe Yu's family?
Not unlikely, but not certain.

He tried to align the base of the bronze feathered man lamp with the soul traces on the ancient gate, so that the two soul traces overlapped, but... After getting used to it, Zhang Fan showed a look of disappointment on his face.

After he turned around, the two soul traces must have completely overlapped, but there was no abnormality.

Still can't open the ancient door!

The failure to open the ancient door may not be because the bronze feathered lamp cannot open the ancient door, but because the bronze feathered lamp is damaged. This lamp has lost its original effect.

It seems that we have to find a way to repair the bronze feathered lantern first.

But just when Zhang Fan was about to give up, a light leaked from the ancient door, and a picture appeared on the ancient door, just like a 3D projection, swallowing Zhang Fan's perverted consciousness.

Fuck!
Don't want to travel through it!

Zhang Fan was grateful for being sucked into a space that he could not comprehend or imagine at all... It was a desolate and desolate land of clouds, with terrifying ground cracks everywhere, black air rising from the bottom, and the air was full of gunpowder smoke.

The land is extremely vast and boundless, and there is no end to the front, back, left, and right, but above the head, blood-colored clouds are rolling, and countless thunders are brewing, and the lightning is swimming in the gaps in the blood clouds like a dragon and snake, constantly turning into a thick sky. The thunder pillar slammed down from the air.

There are corpses and bones all around the feet, covering the ground.

The remnant bones were extremely ferocious, they rushed to kill the world here, and finally died here.

Most of the remains are human-sized, gray and white, like rocks that have been weathered for countless years, and rotten cloth, and some blue, red, and black bones, even larger than dozens of high-rise buildings , or complete, or incomplete, there are also some broken bones that seem to be cast in gold.

It seems that an unimaginable battle has been experienced here.

At the far end there is a huge temple building, standing in the middle of the clouds.

The temple is ancient and clumsy, full of glaring marks left by hacking, chopping and biting, and is in a half-collapsed state...

Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's heart couldn't help but move...the eyes are familiar!
He couldn't help walking forward, Zhang Fan's eyes widened in surprise, and he murmured involuntarily: "Nantianmen!"

Where is this place?
The heavens are not like this.

But that is indeed the collapsed Nantian Gate, so the temple behind it is the Lingxiao Palace?

But when he wanted to go forward, he couldn't get past it.

He soon knew the reason. The ancient gate didn't really open. It should have something to do with the broken bronze feathered lamp. Only by repairing the bronze feathered lamp can the ancient gate be truly opened, pass the barrier and peek inside. Case.

But the next moment his eyes widened.

someone! ! ! !
Standing in front of the temple is a man and a woman, both dressed in ancient costumes, whose faces cannot be seen clearly because they are too far away.

Who are they?

There was still smoke rising from the temple.

A thought flashed in Zhang Fan's mind, if he really opened the ancient door, then the weapons stuck inside the corpse, the magic weapon dropped on the ground, those burning strange fire, strange water, strange wood, strange thunder... Not all of them belong to themselves.

However, his eyes were still trying to see clearly the pair of men and women in ancient costumes.

They seem to be alive, no, they seem to be dead.

Can't tell if he's dead or not.

They also held a sword in each hand.

Good stuff.

Suddenly, with a burst of dizziness, Zhang Fan felt himself all over for a while, the attraction disappeared, and his consciousness had returned to the front of the ancient gate, and the image on the gate had also disappeared.

As if nothing had happened.

"Was that place just now the Heavenly Court?"

"It's changed a lot from the current heaven."

With the development of the times, the heavens will inevitably change, which is not difficult to understand.

Zhang Fan frowned suddenly, and all parts of his body felt like being pricked by needles.

The sequelae struck again.

"It seems that he really needs to be treated as soon as possible."

"Who can bear this?"

But... Tianhe Yu's family was originally in charge of Tianhe, and the water of Tianhe was forbidden by others. It was too dangerous to steal directly from the door. Tai Shisan and Venerable Fu Xing had friendship with Tianhe Yu's family. I don't know if we can pass them Ask for a little.

Thinking that it will be his engagement banquet in a few days, those two old people who haven't been out of the house for thousands of years will come to congratulate him. At that time, he can fill him with a dozen bottles of beer, and trick them to go to Tianhe Yu's house to ask for Tianhe's water decoction.

(End of this chapter)