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

Chapter 38 Cause and Effect

"Those people haven't left yet..." Ye Fan looked at the person in front of him and told him what he knew.

The young man had disheveled hair and looked numb. His handsome features could be seen in the light and shadow of the forest. Even though he lived in the mountains, his noble aura could not be concealed. One could tell at a glance that he had a good background and was definitely from a famous family.

Seeing that the other party was silent and looked sad, Ye Fan sighed and thought of yesterday.

At that time, he was crossing a mountain stream and was almost captured by the Jiang family's cavalry.

At the critical moment, he met a wanderer in the mountains and was rescued by him.

This person only struck out with one blow, and the fire soared into the sky, killing all thirteen cavalrymen of the ancient family. His strength was absolutely terrifying.

In Ye Fan's opinion, the strongest person in Lingxu Cave Heaven is just like this.

But then the young man fell to the ground with serious injuries.

Fortunately, Ye Fan was an ancient holy body. Although his body had been reduced to that of a twelve or thirteen-year-old, he was still strong enough to carry the other person. He carried him back to the base and then fed him the only remaining fruit on his body.

That red fruit was a sacred object that he had always treasured and used to save his life.

But he could never repay the kindness of saving him, so Ye Fan did not hesitate to give the holy fruit.

As for the old man, his situation was the same as that of the white-haired young man. He also had a cause and effect relationship with Ye Fan, but he was crazy and difficult to communicate with.

"It seems that this person also has a past that he cannot bear to look back on." After wiping the wooden bed with a clean rag, Ye Fan sat cross-legged and muttered to himself,
He looked at the three people, young and old, in the dim cave, and inexplicably felt a sense of sadness as a fellow wanderer in the world.

I've been wandering around for the past six months, and I don't know when I can return to peace...

Soon, the sun set in the west, and the silver moon cast wisps of soft light. It was late at night and the world was quiet. The mountains and valleys were deathly silent.

Ye Fan silently practiced the 'Beggar's Edition' of the Taoist Scripture Wheel Sea Scroll he got from Lingxu Cave Heaven, trying to break through the Sea of ​​Bitterness. After some hard practice, the golden light in his body grew a little bigger.

This progress was only made after he overturned the lid of Elder Han's furnace and took away the herbs he had accumulated for half his life. It can be said that it saved him a year of hard training.

But even so, Ye Fan is still some distance away from the real Sea of ​​Bitterness.

This shows how difficult it is to practice Taoism.

The night was endless and the darkness grew thicker. In order to avoid pursuers, no fire was lit in the cave. Only silver light fell and reflected on the old, young and young people.

The crazy old man slept soundly, as if unaware.

Ye Fan looked up at the bright moon, and when he looked down he couldn't help but miss his relatives in his hometown.

"Father, Mother...are you all right?" Youzi whispered in a trembling voice, not daring to think about what would happen to his parents after he left.

Can they hold on? Can they return to that blue planet again?

All this is unknown.

"you……"

Suddenly, a magnetic voice came from the middle of the night, with a hoarse voice, which woke people up.

"It's you, you're awake." Ye Fan suddenly looked up, collected his thoughts, and looked at the white-haired young man.

"What did you feed me?"

The young man spoke in a low voice, leaning against the stone wall with his waist straightened. He felt that earth-shaking changes had taken place in his body. Not only had his injuries healed, but the barriers that were difficult to break through in the past were now breaking through with just the movement of his divine power.

This is definitely an effect that only rare medicine can produce!

"A fruit, and I would also like to thank fellow Daoist for rescuing me." Ye Fan said.

"I didn't save you, I just wanted to kill you!" The young man had disheveled white hair, ragged clothes, and a cold expression on his face, refusing to acknowledge his benefactor. Suddenly, his eyes opened and closed, staring intently at Ye Fan, and a possibility occurred to him: "Fruit! It's the sacred fruit from the ancient forbidden land. You are one of those human medicines sought after by the outside world, a special individual from the other side of the starry sky."

Ye Fan's face darkened slightly, and he was very unhappy with the name "human medicine". But he couldn't help but be shocked. The other party's spiritual light was too terrifying. He connected the information fragments and knew his identity so quickly.

"My name is Ye Fan. What you took is indeed a holy medicine. You saved me as a cause, and you must return the fruit." Ye Fan said, the power of the sea of ​​bitterness in him surged, and he had already sacrificed the cauldron that had 'cooked' him in the past, ready to smash it out at any time.

During the six months of exile, he had met all kinds of people, been tempted, deceived... along the way, his heart had already become "black".

"cause and effect……"

Under the cover of night, the white-haired man muttered these two words, and then a miserable laugh sounded, its sound was sorrowful.

“Hahaha, cause and effect, it is indeed cause and effect…” The man lowered his head, tears streaming down his face, neither smiling nor crying. His whole body was extremely twisted, with his gray hair flying everywhere, and he looked like a madman.

Ye Fan looked puzzled and asked him, "Daoyou, what are you talking about?"

"That's right. I sowed the seeds in the past, and I'm reaping the fruits today. My father and grandfather suffered because of me..." The man roared, tears streaming down his face. Thinking of what he had experienced in the past year, he couldn't help but wail sadly: "Since this is the case, all the things that happened in the past are dead! The world insults me, hates me, and slanders me. One day, I will shatter them all and sow the seeds of death for those people!"

Suddenly, two rays of divine light shot out from his eyes, staring at Ye Fan, causing his skin to feel a tingling sensation.

"You gave me the holy fruit, and today I will give you a scripture in return."

The man spoke and pointed his finger out at such a speed that an afterimage appeared, and it landed straight on Ye Fan's brow.

The latter's body trembled, and divine light surged in the small sea of ​​suffering. An ancient furnace fell at an inopportune time and hit the ground.

"This..." Ye Fan smiled awkwardly and stretched out his legs to kick the stove away.

The white-haired man's expression remained unchanged, and symbols appeared on his fingertips, as if a scripture was flying out. Then the sound of chanting actually came out, slowly imprinted in Ye Fan's heart.

"Heng Yu Jing!"

Ye Fan was shocked and opened his eyes wide. He didn't expect that these three big words would be the first thing he saw. Then his mind was immediately attracted by the Hengyu Sutra.

This feeling was very similar to the one he had when he first saw Lin Jia after entering university: heart-beating, astonished, and wanting to possess her.

Compared to this sutra, the "Beggar's Edition" Taoist sutra is completely insignificant...

"Concentrate and be calm, you only have one chance!" Jiang Yifei said sternly.

Ye Fan's expression tightened, and he quickly suppressed his distracting thoughts. The Bodhi seeds in the sea of ​​suffering emitted wisps of pure air, making his soul empty and falling into a state of enlightenment.

Ye Fan was already fascinated by the meaning of the opening sutra, and the following sutras were even more incredible, directly activating the ancient holy body. In an instant, golden light splashed everywhere, and a deafening sound erupted in the cave. The huge rock blocking the cave entrance suddenly collapsed, and the stones flew out in all directions.

"This is... the ancient holy body..." Jiang Yifei had a complicated expression.

But Ye Fan seemed to be oblivious. He was intoxicated at the moment, his mind focused, constantly studying the supreme scriptures opened up by the ancient emperors. It seemed as if there were the sound of Huangzhong Dalu in his ears, cleansing his true spirit and making him feel as if he was floating in the air.

This feeling is so smooth!

After a sleepless night, when Ye Fan woke up again, he found that the golden dot had almost doubled in size, and he could barely be called a monk of the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

"Thank you, Brother Dao!" He bowed solemnly to the meditating young man, knowing the value of this scripture.

"Everything in the world is carved and polished. Now that you have obtained the scriptures, you will fight to the death with the ancient Jiang family. Do you know this?" Jiang Yifei spoke, his eyebrows shining and blooming with divine flames, and his whole body had a special temperament.

Last night he broke through the four poles and entered a new world, and all this was brought about by that holy fruit.

"Even if I don't practice this sutra, if the Jiang family wants to catch me to make medicine, both of us will die. It is better to experience the Hengyu Immortal Scripture." Ye Fan's tone was sonorous and calm. He was not scared at all by the so-called ancient family.

(End of this chapter)