Covering the sky: Starting from the Golden Crow of the Holy Cliff

Chapter 134 Ye Fan's hearty revenge, Li Xiaoman cried

After venting his anger for days in the lotus pond, when the stars were hanging high in the eastern sky the next day, Yan Ming went to the top of the Holy Cliff and looked at the rising sun from the cliff. The rising sun in the sky cast auspicious light, purple air came from the east, and clouds covered a hundred thousand miles.

Not far away, hundreds and thousands of creatures were kneeling and prostrating themselves before the holy cliff. This was the Qingming Festival that took place every three years, a pilgrimage to the ancestors. This time it was even more special, as they were going to transform into the holy body of the ancient times.

Not only on the top of the cliff, but also many people in the sky came to watch the ceremony, including the Queen Mother of the West of Yaochi, the Holy Lord Yaoguang, the old leader of Zifu and other people who hold power in the area.

Even many powerful beings from the Ziwei Star Domain came to pay homage. The ascension of a supreme being was a rare sight in the ages. In the end, several great figures from the Ziwei Star Domain arrived and corresponded with the ancestor king of the ancient clan from afar.

"The great saint body in ancient books, the supreme hero who can fight with the ancient emperors!" Someone sighed softly, and came across the sea of ​​stars. A pair of brown-yellow demon eyes were shining with golden light, like fairy gold and stone, looking very strange.

Huangquan Demon Saint glanced at the kings of the ancient clans, but didn't take them seriously. He said to himself, "There are many burial pits in Beidou, and many emperors' tombs are here. It's not without reason that it is called the Emperor Burial Star."

“I just didn’t expect that there was a supreme corpse in the Holy Cliff. Unfortunately, it was cursed. It was invincible when it was alive, but miserable after its death.” A white-haired Taoist shook his head. His original form was a white dragon. He was shocked in his heart and paid homage seriously, with great respect for the sage.

In fact, it was more because of Yan Ming's existence, which extended his peak holy life for five hundred years and suppressed the ancestor of Kunpeng. For such an existence, even if he was a saint king, he would need to bow down and submit to him.

Several people talked, and each of them had a transcendent temperament, some were mysterious and profound, some had an immortal style... They were all different, with the vicissitudes of life of cutting off the last days of the law, which made many people's eyes flicker and had vague guesses.

"The Heavenly Demon Qi... is the giant of my demon clan." Yao Yuekong, the young master of the Heavenly Demon Palace, was extremely excited. If the scene was not wrong, he would have gone to meet him immediately.

This is an extremely powerful person with the same physique as him, and is very likely a demon saint in the last stage of the Dharma.

“A celestial snake, a white dragon…creatures from the Ziwei star field? It seems that the great era is really coming, and the star fields are connected…” In the crowd, a sickly old man narrowed his eyes slightly. He soon became tired and was supported by the girl beside him to rest on the bluestone.

The sarcophagus covered with green moss is simple and natural, and the original evil and coldness are disappearing at a very fast speed.

A black gourd was spewing flames, and the light matter was boiling. One cluster might not be enough to surprise people, but it was endless. When it focused, even the sarcophagus was shaken.

"Hey!"

The green vines kept twisting and struggling, and even many ghostly shadows appeared. They burned to death amid screams, and even the black smoke could not escape. They fell into eternal silence in the ancient fairy flames.

In the end, as the coffin lid roared, flames rushed in, brilliant and brilliant, vast and unfathomable, covering the Great Holy Body.

"what!"

Many people exclaimed, and Ye Fan almost stood up and shouted out loud when he saw an incredible scene.

The corpse in the ancient coffin was covered in blood, and its green hair fell off and burned, and finally its black hair draped over its shoulders, revealing its majestic appearance. Although it was just a corpse, it could not hide its unparalleled heroic posture. Just lying in the coffin, there was an indescribable fluctuation of laws, and the aura overwhelmed the world.

This is a quiet middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and black hair, and a face as if cut by a sword. He has gotten rid of the horror of the past and returned to his holiness.

His forehead bone was dark, his body was covered with wounds, and his tattered armor was stained with blood, which had now turned green. These were traces of ancient battles. This ancient ancestor of the Holy Body lineage fought hard at the Immortal Mountain and shed his last drop of blood.

Flames were billowing, and the dry body of the Great Saint Body was burning. The deepest part of the Imperial Dao chain was ignited, burning fiercely here, flowing with a strange light, like a belated funeral, even the avenue roared, the sun and the moon rotated, and a large amount of purple mist was steaming, illuminating the ten directions.

Life is glorious, death is horrible. In the end, with a handful of fire and a stick of incense, the endless past will return to dust.

Yan Ming was dressed in black, standing alone on the top. His eyes swallowed all light and were extremely deep, like the source of eternal extinction.

Two ancient emperor bloodlines stopped nearby, layers of halo covering their bodies, watching this scene.

"The ancient ancestor has passed away and gained eternal peace." Ye Fan whispered. He had been kneeling here since last night and his mind was very peaceful. It was a good thing for everyone that the ancestor could get rid of his confused situation.

When everything was calm, he kowtowed with every step, following the ancient rituals of the mythological era, and held the sarcophagus to collect the ashes.

Immediately afterwards, Zixia took the urn and put it away carefully. It would be placed in the temple later to enjoy the incense from all the spirits in the Central Region and Ziwei.

At the same time, a new holy body will be born in the future sacrificial soil, carrying all the causes and effects of the deceased.

The Holy Cliff Corpse Disaster, which lasted for more than 100,000 years, came to an end on this day.

Some powerful Ziwei masters sighed and felt that their trip was worthwhile after witnessing the "ascension" of the Great Saint Body. However, they also believed that this physique was ominous and that it would be difficult for him to have a good end in his later years. The one before them had entered the ranks of the supreme beings and had once ruled the world, but ended up with such an end. It was not until today that he was able to clear his ignorance.

The incident at the Holy Cliff was over, but the grand sacrifice was not over yet. Countless streams of light flowed northwards, towards the northern region of the Eastern Wasteland. The sacred land of Yao Chi here had been preparing for many days. Countless fairies walked out of the pure land, and white petals floated all over the world, finally falling into an ancient place.

This was an abandoned old site that saw the light of day again after eternity. A saint took action, and the jade-green chain of order danced, unlocking the seal of this place on a large scale.

"Everyone, I bow my head." The old woman from Yao Chi had been waiting here early. The matter was of great importance, so it was no wonder that the Holy Land of Yao Chi asked for a figure of great influence. Shengya wanted to clear away the disaster of corpses and bring peace to the ancient ancestor of the Holy Body lineage.

This news first reached Yao Chi, and many people did not believe it, but soon Xiantian Daotai came with Yang Yi's token and ordered Yao Chi to cooperate fully.

After a power struggle, someone took the risk of awakening a corrupt ancient saint, mostly to protect himself from the tyranny of Shengya.

No one would have thought that Yan Ming really had the means to suppress the corpse disaster. In this way, Yao Chi might become the biggest winner.

"When the source of the corpse disaster in the deepest part of the world 'transcends', the holy land may regain its former glory." The old woman calculated, knowing the importance of the Yaochi ruins, and felt happy in her heart.

Not to mention anything else, just move the ancient peach tree back, the magical power of the peach will increase dramatically, and it can extend the life of the strong for more than a thousand years, which is almost comparable to a semi-divine medicine.

Yan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, without even looking at the old man, and walked straight past him.

"Everyone, let's go." He spoke and talked with several great saints, walking in front. As for the ancient saint of Yao Chi who took the initiative to greet him, he didn't even get the slightest face.

Doing this in front of the strong men from the Beidou and Ziwei star fields, the deep meaning behind it is self-evident. The gazes of many ancient kings and saints made the old woman's face turn pale and blue, and she knew that she was being taken out on.

"I...seem like I shouldn't have been born." She smiled bitterly.

Yang Yi, who was standing aside, blushed slightly and was extremely embarrassed. She knew very well that the other party was angry for her. She was by no means a mediocre person who valued power. Her lineage had been at a disadvantage in Yaochi during this period, and she was not prepared to fight back.

But she didn't want to, but there were plenty of people who did! At least Ye Fan was the first one who couldn't sit still, and wanted to seek justice for his family, so he rushed to the front line of informing.

Obviously, he succeeded!
He did it very decisively, without even leaving a single word. Someone immediately came forward and invited the ancient sage of Yaochi in a 'gentle' tone to discuss the Dao. However, the momentum of the Sage King that was ready to unleash was difficult to resist.

The embarrassing departure of an ancient saint had far-reaching consequences.

The failure of the top management was a disaster for the people under her command. When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will be broken.

"It's over!"

"Even the birth of the Grandmaster cannot save us?"

The faces of several elders of the Yao Chi Holy Land turned pale instantly. They had made a lot of efforts for today and had just invited a saint, but they did not expect the backlash to come so quickly.

Behind them, an elf-like woman stood gracefully. She was extremely beautiful, with a slender figure, a waist that could be held in one hand, graceful and soft lotus steps, and black hair that was as shiny as silk.

Her skin is as white as jade and sparkles with luster. She has a peerless beauty, long eyelashes, misty eyes, and a poetic charm.

But at this moment, with the failure of the struggle at the top, the Saint of Yao Chi could not help but clench her fingers and sigh inwardly, knowing that the future would be even more difficult.

The challenge from Zixia was too fierce and difficult to resist. It was like a random punch that killed the saint.

Until now, the Saintess of Yao Chi has no idea why the other party can worship the Saint of Yao Chi who lived ten thousand years ago as her mother?

"Is it because he cried at the grave on the Holy Cliff? He got the favor of that person." She thought of some of the rumors in the Eastern Wilderness over the years and found them ridiculous. She would never have believed them before, but facts speak louder than words.

At the moment, the one shining brightly is the other party, who has the innate Tao fetus, is protected by the saintly Yao Chi Patriarch, and has the Holy Cliff behind him.

She was just one of the countless young generations, on the same level as others, barely able to squeeze into the top 300 and enter the hometown of Yao Chi.

In a sacrificial ceremony, the order of entry and exit was extremely strict. The more than seventy people in the front were all saints and sages, including more than twenty ancient kings and saints from Shengya and Ziwei, more than fifty ancient kings from the two ancient royal families and their affiliated forces, as well as people without power such as Wei Yi.

Further on, there were about thirty Kings of Slaying Dao, half of whom were Shengya.

If converted into Earth's license plates, these 0001 people would be at the top of the Beidou and Ziwei ranks, [Purple Dou A0100] ~ [Purple Dou A]

Further on, there are the masters of immortal heritage and supreme holy lands, as well as some living fossils who have lived for more than three thousand years and rising stars who are close to the path of destruction. In this regard, the Ziwei Star Region is far ahead and the number is about to be increased to [Zi·Dou A0300].

The Saint of Yao Chi is not really conspicuous among the up-and-coming stars. No one has ever seen her take action, and it is doubtful whether she has the combat power of the Eight Forbiddens. Unlike those famous geniuses, she is famous more because of her beauty.

"Some gossipers have compiled a list of the most beautiful women in the Purple Fighting League. You know, this woman is ranked seventh, which is quite interesting." The fat Taoist priest in mourning robes had a gleam in his eyes and whispered in a very gossipy voice.

"It's just a fake list. If we only consider beauty, the Saint of Yao Chi can definitely be ranked in the top five, or even the top three." Ye Fan shook his head, looking serious, and examined it seriously.

In fact, he didn't care about it. He already had two fellow Taoists at home, and they knew each other well. Now that the date of returning home was getting closer, he was actually a little nervous, afraid that he would be blamed by his parents for having so many wives.

In this situation, he didn't even accept Ji Ziyue's tears, let alone look at other beauties.

In the past two years, even though he was a holy body, he could not stand the two women's pursuit of pleasure day and night. Even his cultivation speed slowed down a lot, and now he has no interest in women.

"Look at you, you've come to this point, with a saint as your matchmaker, and the world is so big, it's easy to marry a goddess or a saint. I don't know what you're thinking." Duan De looked like a pig, looking at the crowd at Guanghan Palace in Ziwei Star Domain on the left, and at the beauties in several holy places and dynasties in Beidou on the right. He was very fond of this kind of grand event.

He was not only looking at the goddess, but also at the person behind the goddess, estimating the depth of the treasures in the other's ancestral tomb.

"You are not me, so how do you know whether I am happy or not? What suits you is the best." Ye Fan smiled and did not regret his previous choice.

One was his sweetheart during college. He pursued her once but failed, so Beidou tried again. Although there were some "small incidents" along the way, he finally got her.

Ye Fan still remembers the excitement and joy of that night, and has a special feeling for Lin Jia.

The young man is full of ambition. He has no regrets now that he has been able to get back the light of the past years.

As for Li Xiaoman, it was simply because Ye Fan couldn't resist the temptation. His initial indifference was just a struggle. In fact, he had deep feelings for this first girlfriend and couldn't forget her even after more than ten years.

After all, it was the first time for both of them, a virgin man and a virgin woman,
Under the opponent's persistent strategy, Ye Fan watched coldly, but once he saw Li Xiaoman making a mistake and being punished, practicing in the Valley of Sin, and almost going astray, he couldn't bear it.

Once a man softens his heart, everything else will fall into place.

That night was extremely crazy. His body was full of blood and energy. He took revenge on Li Xiaoman for her ruthless breakup and vented the resentment that had been building up for more than ten years since he graduated from university.

When we broke up, he seemed not to care, but how could he really forget?

Holding hands for the first time!
First date!
First time sending flowers!

First time opening a hotel!

first……

He poured too many firsts in his life into that relationship. It was his first relationship in his life. At that time, he still believed in love and looked forward to their future life together, getting married and having children, and supporting each other until old age like his parents.

In short, Ye Fan had a great time in the secret room of Holy Cliff!
Enjoyed the four great joys throughout history.

He passed the imperial examination: he became a disciple of Jiang Taixu, his mother was Yang Yi, and he recognized his ancestor as the Great Saint Body. His current status is comparable to that of the King of Zhandao.

Meeting an old friend in a foreign land: Meeting Xiaoman at Shengya!
Wedding night: I, Ye, am great, no need to say more!

Returning Home in Glory: Quan Douye educates the resentful female supporting character both physically and spiritually, using six sticks in one second to truly carry out revenge to the 'end'!
That day, Li Xiaoman cried bitterly, repeatedly admitting her mistakes and explaining how she was in trouble at the time. After leaving the country, her phone was stolen by a group of people who bought for free, which resulted in her losing Ye Fan's contact information. She even said that Ye Fan was cruel and that if he had been more proactive at the time, perhaps they would not have broken up...

(End of this chapter)