The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 815 Eternal life, spiritual treasure!

There seems to be no need for any doubt. This era belongs to Ye Fan. In a one-on-one fight, no one in the world can get the upper hand in front of him or in the same realm.

  Those who endure the most hardships will eventually become the best.

Ye Fan, who has suffered for most of his life, is now reaping the rewards.

The remnant spirit of the ancient overlord is still lingering on, and the heroes of the time can only look up at his back, without any ability to challenge him.

When Ye Fan moved with great force and struck the place of eternal silence that seemed like the other shore, the void collapsed and time shattered wherever he passed. He was lawless and unrestrained. Even though he had only reached the realm of the Immortal Emperor, he was like a supreme priest in conquest. Ordinary ancestors would be killed in front of him!

Ye Fan temporarily gave up his reflection of the Divine Emperor and turned to solve the problem that had caused the problem.

The blurry figure seemed to be moved by this. The mysterious other side that was originally shining in the world was rapidly dimming and fading, as if it was afraid of Ye Fan's fighting ability and was unwilling to compete with him.

It can be seen that in a trance, the other shore seems to have become the real "other shore", separated by eternity, like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, difficult to touch.

"Want to leave? It's too late!"

Ye Fan roared, "The moment you appeared in my eyes, the cause and effect between you and me were connected. Even if it takes eternity, I will kill you!"

"The Road of Samsara, calm down for me!"

With a loud bang, a road appeared in the eternal void and ran through it!

The source of the road is Ye Fan. A road was cut out from his tall and mighty body. This is his path of evolution!

  Golden Elixir Method, the Path of Reincarnation!

The road that was cut fell under his feet. Ye Fan stood on the road, one step for one era. He rushed forward fiercely and powerfully, using the road as a bridge to cross the so-called eternity, the so-called nothingness, and finally reached the other side!

Even if the other side is vague, when the road of reincarnation passes through it, the illusion is anchored into reality and cannot be escaped. The vague figure standing in it will face the torture of an iron fist!

  boom!

One punch!

Nothingness and eternity were broken, earth, water, fire and wind emerged, and all things in time and space were created, subverting the tranquility and structure of this eternally silent place!

The moment he landed here, Ye Fan understood something... This place is the most special place in the world, perhaps it can be called the end of reincarnation, the afterimage of the past life!

Likewise, it is also the origin of pollen particles, which are fundamental to the evolution of pollen.

When people are killed, they die.

Once a person dies, he must go to reincarnation.

In this process, pollen particles are produced.

Reincarnation is like a millstone. All the past events when people died like a lamp were crushed in the millstone of reincarnation. The petty and mean lives of countless living beings are so insignificant and not worth mentioning under the order of reincarnation.

There is no sympathy, nor care. Too many so-called obsessions and regrets have all disappeared with the wind.

But there are exceptions.

  If one has the courage, faith, and pride that transcends the individual and illuminates all living things, they can be preserved in this process, and even undergo a qualitative change under the grinding of the reincarnation millstone, just like steel being tempered a hundred times!

Eventually, it becomes the most extraordinary spiritual particle.

Spiritual particles originally had no name until the Pollen Emperor emerged in the world and gave them a name. He then developed an entire system of spiritual practice based on this, which is the Pollen Road.

Pollen particles are deposited in the world, seemingly everywhere and scattered.

  However, it's like reincarnation!

There are hundreds of millions of reincarnation paths, radiating the world, and the pollen particles... are the same as nature!

Because their original sources are the same!

  Just like the real reincarnation path in the underworld is a path that a living being has walked, pollen... or the sacrifice represented by pollen, the courage, belief, and passion. At the beginning, there was also a living being that shone the brightest, and even affected the realm of cultivation. In the ultimate leap of transcendence, the rules were distorted. Either smuggle across or join!

To revive in extinction and to rise in ruins, one must have the ambition to go forward even if there are tens of thousands of people against one another, the courage to give up everything, and the unshakable faith that will last forever in one's heart and will last forever!

This is the spirit that a living being once possessed, transformed into the most incredible pollen particles, which is the light of His soul.

However, as it self-immolated and became eternally silent, this light also dimmed and settled in the deepest part of the world.

However, perhaps it is an instinct that favors those who fight against weirdness and ominousness, so pollen is scattered all over the world, becoming an exception in the reincarnation. It is said that when a person dies, it is like a light goes out, and all obsessions become empty, but some noble virtues are preserved, and in a sense, an alternative immortality of spirit and thought is realized.

Although people are dead, their spirit, their thoughts, their ideas, their courage, passion, and faith are deposited in countless corners of the world, dancing with all spirits.

  They have gained eternal life!

Eternal life, companionship and eternal silence.

The pollen particles that bring immortality to spirit and thought can only be pollen particles.

Their lives have been erased by reincarnation!

After reincarnation, perhaps the true spirit of that spiritual seed is still the same, but just as a person cannot step into the same river twice, once the previous life is buried, there is no cause and effect!

The "I" that was once great and noble was eventually lost in the waves of time and reincarnation, and disappeared forever.

Perhaps, this is the price, the price of "eternal life", to freeze the most brilliant light of life forever at that moment.

Even though millions of years have passed, we have not forgotten our "original intention", but we are destined to have only this one "original intention".

until……

Someone left.

And...someone took over.

What left was the most powerful and shining sacrificial heart in the world, the source of all pollen particles in the world, and the "heart" left behind by the owner of the bronze coffin for three generations.

He revived and reappeared from here, the deepest place in the world, amid the repeated calls of the Pollen Emperor, who was beaten all over his head. He started the most terrible battle, defeated the ten ancestors, took away the plateau consciousness, and cleared the way.

He left, but the traces he left behind were captured by those who came after him, who traced back to the source, stepped into this place, influenced and transformed it, and wanted to achieve a certain purpose.

The immortal yet frozen pollen particles finally underwent a change, which was an upgrade of the version.

The frozen splendor began to flow, perhaps it was the beginning of a brilliant era, or perhaps it was the start of an era of blasphemy.

In the dead silence, the flowers of the other shore are in full bloom. An immortal butterfly that encompasses both the sacred and the weird, has the ability to reflect, has undergone metamorphosis, and is professionally matched is working diligently. It dances in the sea of ​​flowers, leaping on the fingertips of a blurred figure, until its creditor comes to kill it.

Ye Fan came to save it and helped it escape from the suffering of 007, and it was moved.

However, Ye Fan's plan of saving first and killing later left it speechless.

However, it does not need to resist, as the creatures that now occupy this land of eternal silence will fight for it!

In an instant, the light that swept through the past, present and future flooded this place. Facing Ye Fan's iron fist, a sword finger stabbed out and tapped the tip of the fist. Supreme power collided, and in just a moment, the figures of the two powerful men were trembling, and countless blood mists exploded!

They are evenly matched!

The ripples that tore through everything spread out, turning the surging earth, water, fire and wind into nothingness, but the sea of ​​flowers simply fell down violently and rose again without any damage to its roots.

Moreover, after being stained with the blood of the two powerful men, they became more red and bright, revealing a vibrant vitality.

  Boom!

Ye Fan took a big step back and was almost driven out of the place, but his eyes flashed with a strange light and he didn't care about the blood flowing. He just said in a deep voice, "With such a realm and such combat power, you are definitely not an unknown person. You give me a familiar feeling, like an old friend."

"Who are you? Show me your true face so I can take a closer look!"

He was guessing something, doubting something, his eyes were sharp, as if he could penetrate the fog surrounding the mysterious figure.

The mysterious figure remained silent, but the fog became even more turbulent.

This seemed to confirm Ye Fan's guess, but he couldn't make an accurate conclusion.

The feeling of déjà vu became clearer and clearer, but when I thought about the past and compared it with other figures, none of them looked like him. But after denying everything, a new idea came to me in the void, and in a trance, it seemed that many figures overlapped and became the person in front of me.

"Interesting... Very interesting..."

Ye Fan whispered, "The origin of pollen, the end of reincarnation, but there is such a variable, what a big surprise."

"I must have seen you before, but I can't remember who you were... Either I'm old and my memory is bad, or you are an acquaintance of mine who has transformed. Your origin, aura, and avenue have all changed."

Ye Fan laughed and threw the question to the other party, "What do you think is the possibility?"

The man didn't answer, but Ye Fan continued to ask and answer the questions himself.

"I have longed for a person for a long time. Since the beginning of my practice, I have been entangled with him through karma and the entanglement has continued."

"You could say, in a sense, he is half my master, and he taught me a special scripture."

"What a pity! My half-master is not a good person either. He was very wise all his life, but in the end he joined the crappy 'Bitter Leaf Sect' and became a scourge to me."

"In the end, we met each other with swords and fought to the death."

"I survived, but he died in a thrilling battle."

"Of course, to reach his level, he must have some unique skills. Perhaps he can survive and recover after a long period of recuperation."

"But at least, they won't be able to stir up trouble in the short term, and they won't be my opponent."

Ye Fan said leisurely, "That's the theory."

"But I suddenly remembered an old thing."

"My half-master has also given excellent performances. I am not afraid of his survival, but I am afraid of his death."

"Especially, as he died, his pollen particles exploded, causing his pollen body to fight with the mastermind who had affected his life, splashing him with blood."

"How could such a creature end so easily today? There must be some changes, or it should be here."

"Is that so? Emperor Huang Tian!"

Ye Fan shouted softly!

He stared at the figure shrouded in mist with blazing eyes, as if he had seen through the mist.

"I'm not Huang."

Finally, the figure shrouded in mist spoke, his voice was hoarse, but it was hard to tell that he was similar to the former Emperor Huang Tian. "But you are indeed the Evil Ancestor."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Ye Fan smiled, "You are not Huang!"

"It seems that I have to congratulate you on breaking free from your shackles and dying."

“But you must also know that although Xie Zu and I are both called Ye Fan, Xie Zu was exiled long ago, and the one standing here is me, the Great Dream Immortal.”

Ye Fan smiled.

"Big dream...who can you fool?" the man said.

"I never wanted to deceive everyone." Ye Fan just smiled, "I'm just deceiving the world."

"Frame-up requires evidence."

"Now, the cause and effect have converged. Whoever is burdened with the heinous cause and effect will be the Evil Ancestor."

"Those who can't see through me don't have the ability to confront me."

"How many people who can see through it are qualified to come and settle accounts with me?"

"They are all darker than each other!"

"In the great struggle, those who want to kill me will not stop just because I am kind to others."

"Similarly, even if I have committed many evil deeds, as long as I can sweep the world, even moral gentlemen will remain silent."

"In this world, there are not many people who can be my opponent..." Ye Fan sighed, "Emperor Huang Tian, ​​you can barely be considered one."

"But you alone are not enough..."

"If you don't have help, you won't be able to occupy this place today... I feel that this place is destined for me."

Ye Fan said.

"Helpers..." The blurred figure sighed faintly, "As you said, most of the strong people in this world are dark, stirring up trouble and doing evil. The Weird Clan pales in comparison to them. How many helpers can I find?"

"If you associate with them, you will probably be sold out by them and have to count their money for them..."

A sigh, how much helplessness is contained in it, the morals of the world are deteriorating, people's hearts are no longer as they used to be... No, the "morals of the world" have never been higher, they are always so low, there are people cutting leeks everywhere, and only a few top powerhouses have some principles, but their endings are mostly not very good.

"but……"

"Speaking of this place, it is indeed not meant for you, and it is difficult to force it."

The fog rolled, persuading Ye Fan to retreat.

Ye Fan just smiled and said, "This depends on your strength."

As he laughed, the expression on his face gradually stiffened and solidified.

"I also think so."

A soft whisper came from another place, accompanied by the roar of swords, and a sword formation suppressing all directions just appeared!

Ye Fan's expression changed, and he took a deep breath, "Lingbao!"

He turned around suddenly and saw the real host, a Taoist standing in front of a sword gate, wearing a Taoist robe. He bowed from a distance and said, "Fellow Daoist Ye, long time no see."

Just by seeing this creature, Ye Fan felt phantom pain in his soul.

It’s not that he was so powerful, but that he once used a sword with unparalleled grace to free himself from the cycle of reincarnation. It is unforgettable to this day and he smelled the deepest breath of death.

In fact, at that time, Ye Fan could really be said to be dead!

It was only because of the "existence" that died for him that Ye Fan was able to survive.

Others carefully controlled the strength of the attack to keep Ye Fan on the edge of life and death.

Only Lingbao Tianzun at that time did not show any mercy in his actions.

Of course, Ye Fan also needs to thank that sword for cutting off certain shackles for him. From then on, I am myself, not a flower similar to others.