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

Chapter 74 Ye Fan: I Want to Improve So Much [ Words Updated on the First Day]

There was complete silence in all directions, and the entire place was in a state of complete stillness. The result of this trial was unbelievable to everyone!

The eight holy sons, holy daughters, and royal nobles of the holy land were actually no match for the medicine and the useless bodies.

Especially the people in the Purple Mansion Holy Land, their expressions were complicated. Their Holy Girl was born with the Tao, and was said to have divine blood that was integrated with the Tao. She had always looked down upon the younger generation in the Eastern Wilderness. Since she entered the world, her name had spread throughout the ten directions and was known by all religions. However, today she was surpassed in the discussion of the Tao and was defeated miserably.

In this situation, hearing Yan Ming's words, the Purple Mansion Saint Lord forced a smile on his face, but it looked uncomfortable no matter how he looked at it.

Their hope for Zixia is not just to kill the Dao King or the Saint, the public opinion they have been creating is to target the Queen Mother of the West, hoping that the innate Dao fetus can achieve Dao and lead Zifu to supreme glory.

But now, a contemporary saint has spoken out and made comments, shattering the unrealistic hopes of the Purple Mansion Holy Land!

How did that human medicine do it?
Many people couldn't believe it, the place suddenly became noisy.

It would be fine if he was narrowly defeated by the Holy Son of Yaoguang and the atavist of the Jiang family, but he is just a useless person who only walked onto the stage after consuming the holy fruit of the life forbidden zone. Otherwise, he is not worthy of the attention of all the religions.

"Saints, if the Dharma ends and the world changes drastically, how far can Xia'er go?" An old man from the Purple Mansion Holy Land sighed and asked what was in his heart among the crowd.

"The laws are active, and one can become a Saint King, or perhaps even rival the founder of the Purple Mansion."

Yan Ming's pupils were pitch black, and a hint of divine light emanated from them. There were actually traces of Taoist traces emerging in front of his eyes, making him even more unfathomable in the eyes of everyone.

If the Holy Body was not there, this answer would definitely satisfy the Purple Mansion Holy Land. He would definitely become the Saint King, and he would be worthy of their full protection, even if it meant calling out his ancient heritage.

But it’s different now!
Ye Fan is a troublemaker who makes people feel like a thorn in their throat and makes people feel uncomfortable.

Some powerful people in the Zifu Holy Land all looked grim, as their own saint girl had actually become a stepping stone for the ancient waste.

"Damn human medicine." The Grand Elder of the Purple Mansion Holy Land had a gloomy look on his face, suspecting that the Holy Body contained a peerless immortal treasure, otherwise how could it possibly surpass the Xiantian Dao Embryo. (In "The Great Elder of the Purple Mansion" in "The Great Elder of the Purple Mansion" surrounded and attacked Ye Fan, and was killed by the thunder tribulation caused by Ye Fan at Fire Demon Ridge)

At this moment, he was not the only one who had similar thoughts. Many people secretly inquired about the relationship between the Holy Body and the two saints.

On the steps, Jiang Taixu's eyes opened and closed, and a Vermillion Bird flapped its wings in his palm, surrounded by the Nanli True Fire, which was quite majestic.

He had already fully comprehended the Nine-Layer Dao Diagram, and this was also with Yan Ming's tacit approval, secretly marveling at the power of this divine form.

It also belongs to the fire element, which is vaguely consistent with the Hengyu Sutra. If it is combined with his vision of the Pure Land of the God King, it will be absolutely astonishing.

"This boy must have rare treasures and can obtain holy fruits. His luck is as good as a rainbow. Maybe he can really become a saint in a single secret realm." Jiang Taixu pondered, his eyes were deep, looking at the handsome boy on the field.

In this life, he has not received any favor from Ye Fan (all the favor goes to Yan Ming), so naturally he would not have the idea of ​​doing everything to help him break the curse of the holy body and step into the four poles.

From all aspects, the only hope of the Holy Body lineage now is to specialize in the Wheel Sea and the Taoist Palace Secret Realm.

This path of cultivation is very difficult. It not only requires a strong mental method, but also some ancient secret techniques to assist. It is much more difficult than becoming a saint in the five secret realms, and it lacks many insights.

After all, compared to the five secret realms, one secret realm requires continuous breaking of limits, and the process can be imagined...

"I lost... I actually lost to the Holy Body..." The Suzaku Dao diagram dissipated, indicating the end of the trial of enlightenment. Zixia's black hair floated and spread out casually, covering half of her face. Her eyes looked very empty.

This was the first crushing defeat she had suffered in her life!
If you can’t even cross the Holy Body, how can you become a saint in the Dharma-Ending Age and how can you attain enlightenment?
Everything that happened in Fire Demon Ridge was like a hurricane, blowing quickly across the Eastern Wilderness and causing huge shock.

And the source of everything was currently leaning over the steps, without any complacency on his face, still at the end.

"Ye Fan won the championship!"

Taoist Crow said this in a low voice, but it spread throughout the entire Broken Mountain. Everyone showed envy and could not calm down, knowing that the Holy Body might be accepted as a disciple by Yan Ming and soar to the sky from then on.

"Although he is a useless person, if he meets the sage Ao Sheng, he may be able to set a precedent for the new generation!" Someone whispered. He was a powerful man who was over a thousand years old, and even he was envious of him.

This is not an ordinary saint, but an unrivaled strong man who fought against the ancient saint king of the Jiang family. No one knows how far he can go.

Dominating the five regions and overlooking the Eastern Wilderness!
When it rages, all sects are afraid; when it settles, the Eastern Wilderness is extinguished. This is by no means an exaggeration. There really is such a forbidden power. This is the consensus of everyone present, including the Jiang family.

Because it was they who brought Yan Ming to the peak and intimidated the ancient religion of the holy land.

"Saint! He... he used external objects!" Suddenly, Wanchu Saint Zhao Yanran stood up, stretched out her slender fingers, pointed at Ye Fan from a distance and expressed her inner guess.

She was graceful and slender, with waist-length hair. Although she was beautiful, she looked jealous and was really unwilling to let Ye Fan succeed by stepping on her.

If the other person were really accepted as a disciple by an ancient sage, it would definitely make people jealous to the point of going crazy.

She had taken the risk of exposing the truth because she felt confident. Knowing Yan Ming had once visited the Wanchu Holy Land, and now meeting Jiang Taixu from four thousand years ago, she naturally understood everything. The two saints present had a good connection with the Wanchu Holy Land.

"If I can gain enlightenment fairly and my skills are not as good as others, I should admit it! But how can you convince people that you can use external objects to seize things by trickery!" A pleasant voice sounded, like pearls falling on a jade plate, making people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze, but it was not so pleasant in Ye Fan's ears.

"Did I dig up your ancestors' graves or did I take advantage of you?"

Ye Fan's mouth twitched slightly, and he was quite dissatisfied with this Wanchu Saint who appeared out of nowhere.

He had long regretted it in his heart. Showing off too much in front of others would definitely lead to backlash. If not handled properly, it might affect the relationship between him and the Only Sun.

The kindness of the saints is not enough, so we must be pious, respectful, and pay homage to them with our hearts.

Therefore, after standing out from the crowd, Ye Fan was ready to present his treasure immediately!
But now that Saint Wanchu has intervened, things have changed.

Voluntarily offering a sacred object and being forced to prove one's innocence are two completely different things.

The senses given to saints will also be different, and they need to find perfect interview answers.

Just when Ye Fan was thinking about how to "respond cleverly", Jiang Taixu spoke and made the final decision.

"Even if there are magical objects, they are obtained by luck and belong to oneself." He stood with his gray hair draped over his shoulders and his hands behind his back. His face showed the vicissitudes of sixty-seven years. At this moment, he spoke up to support Ye Fan and acknowledged his ability.

The words of a sage are as heavy as the abyss of heaven.

Everyone present was silent. Saint Wanchu's face turned pale. She knew that she had made a mistake in the bet and her heart trembled. Seeing the stern and scrutinizing gaze of the Holy Lord, she quickly lowered her head.

She knew that she had consumed a little of the affection between Wanchu Holy Land and Jiang Taixu!
"Why would the God King speak for this useless person!" A trace of resentment welled up in Zhao Yanran's eyes. She knew that she would be held accountable when she returned, and she hated Ye Fan to the core.

Ye Fan felt relieved and moved. He almost knelt down before Jiang Taixu, wanting to provide for the saint who looked not so well.

"I don't deserve the praise from the God King. I just happened to get this item, but I didn't realize it before. Now I understand its wonderful use!"

Ye Fan stepped forward, bowed, presented the Bodhi seed with both hands, and said in a loud voice: "The divine object is spiritual, and it belongs to the virtuous people. The saints are so kind, and I am always thinking about how to repay them. I wish I could serve you day and night. Now the immortal treasure is seen at the right time, all thanks to the saints' kindness..." Ye Fan knelt down and began to flatter the two white jade pillars.

In the end, he directly used the ancient saying: The sun becomes bright, and the four seas praise the sun as a sage; the moon soars in the bright day, and thousands of mountains worship the eternal cloud (a feather).

Although he was terrible at applying the military spirit, Ye Fan fully demonstrated his skills in literary conversation. He could form a word in three breaths and a sentence in ten breaths. His desire for improvement was obvious.

"From this expression, the academic qualifications should not be fake." Yan Ming nodded secretly, listening with great interest.

With good friends by his side (Jiang Taixu) and many wise men in the court (Jiang Yifei, Jiang Tingting, Weiwei, etc.), his lineage will prosper!

After a hundred breaths, Ye Fan's throat was almost smoking from talking, and he finally heard a reply that sounded like the sound of nature.

"good."

Yan Ming smiled, looked at Jiang Taixu, and took the initiative to ask: "Brother Dao, are you willing to accept this fine material and beautiful jade?"

He was still confident in Ye Fan's work.

If you have any questions, enter the ancient forbidden land!
After all, he needed a favor from others and the Nine Wonderful Immortal Medicine Holy Fruit. The moment Yan Ming opened his mouth, it was equivalent to a second letter of recommendation. Even the God King had to take it seriously and re-examine it.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Taixu sighed softly, and his face, which had been tense due to the flattery, changed slightly. He looked at Ye Fan with a strange expression.

"It's not necessarily a beautiful jade, but more like a rough jade!" He shook his head, and then his tone changed, and he said seriously: "Don't do such frivolous things in the future."

Having said that, Jiang Taixu's eyes contained a hint of admiration, and he inexplicably had a good impression of the young man in front of him.

Perhaps it was because the other party saved Jiang Yifei, or perhaps it was because he loved Jiang Yifei so much that the person Yan Ming recommended should not be too bad.

"Greetings, Master!" Ye Fan, who knew people's hearts well, knew that he was being favored. He took advantage of the situation, knelt down and kowtowed, and the whole process was done in one go.

He was delighted to have successfully become a disciple of the saint, but this was not a place where he could laugh out loud, so he had to hold it in.

This scene made everyone jealous, and they wanted to take his place. The Holy Body did not show any extraordinary talent, but he was appreciated by the Saint, and he passed the test directly, surpassing everything.

"Four thousand years ago, they were already Great God Kings, and their divine bodies were sages. These two are not comparable to ordinary saints." The old saint leader of the Feng clan sighed. Even though he had lived for more than three thousand years, he still couldn't help but feel uneasy and couldn't calm down.

The younger generation reacted even more strongly. Even those as cold as Zixia and as lively as Yao Xi fell silent at this moment.

As for the little phoenix of the Wind Clan, he didn't dare to speak in the face of such a big scene. He stretched his legs straight, carefully looked up, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There are also self-proclaimed ancient sages in their sect’s holy land, but it is impossible to invite them out under normal circumstances.

The so-called Great Emperor of Enlightenment is indeed somewhat ignorant of his own limitations!

"My father and grandfather both revered Sage Ao Sheng as if he were a god, so what about the greatness of the Emperor?" Feng Huang recognized his true feelings and his state of mind grew a lot, but he was still arrogant and soon transferred his emotions to the Holy Son Yaoguang.

After all, this one has the highest voice in Donghuang!
"Saint Lord Li of Yaoguang is still keeping silent here, and a saint's son dares to claim to have attained enlightenment. It's a bit unreasonable." The girl thought to herself, raised her swan-like neck again, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

She's not the only one who's embarrassed, there are others who are even more embarrassed, that's enough!
"The saint is my teacher and will guide me in the future. Holy body... Ye Fan!" Zixia clenched her pink fists and felt the journey from the sky to the ground.

In a trance, she seemed to still be in the vast fog, chatting and laughing with the saint, and even laughing and cursing, showing her emotions.

But the next moment, reality told her that everything was over!
That one was high above, overlooking the saints of the world. There was an inexplicable aura in his every move, which resonated with him and pulsated together, causing the runes of the avenue to surge around him like ripples. This was the supreme posture.

He smiled at Daotai and saw that his face was as calm as a lake.

Apart from these two factors, what do you have left?
"What should I do? My Dao, my path." Zixia murmured, a shadow in her eyes. After a moment, she opened her eyes, her pupils clear as ice, and warned herself: "Even if there are external factors, I am a Dao fetus and should not lose... This time it is me who lost, not the innate Dao fetus!
"Next time, I'll win it all!"

The girl vowed that she would not be satisfied with her current state and hoped to see the scenery at a higher level!

In a sense, from this moment on, she began to break free from the rut and embarked on a different path...

The next moment, Yan Ming rolled up his sleeves, and a fragment of a holy weapon flew out, a brilliant green haze, landing in the hands of the Purple Mansion Saint Son, thus settling the cause and effect of the Black Gourd. The several ancestral kings he had previously killed in Purple Mountain hadn't yielded complete holy weapons; most had been shattered by the Emperor's might, and this was one of them.

Theoretically, you can get it for free, but it’s not necessary!
When Yan Ming was born, he had nothing and could only rob others to take over the body of the Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot.

Who is born to be a bully?
He has now been cleansed of all charges and needs to be careful with his methods and take into account public opinion in Beidou.

Furthermore, Yan Ming felt quite relieved to be able to confirm that the Immortal Slaying Gourd was the 'ancestral weapon' of his lineage, and naturally would not be stingy with a broken holy weapon.
After a moment, Yan Ming looked at the Purple Mansion Saint again. Facing the woman biting her lip, he did not continue to speak, but just looked at her deeply.

This look was profound, containing a hint of regret and some other colors.

A wise bird chooses a tree to roost in, but Zifu is not a sacred tree!

With the matter settled, Yan Ming looked around Fire Demon Ridge. With the enemy cleared and the crisis dissipated, it was time to build the Pure Land Dojo. The underground magma world here was connected to the Holy Cliff's veins, and the concentration of fire essence was extremely high, making it very suitable for a branch of the Holy Cliff.

You can choose a place where mountains and rivers intersect, draw out Lingquan, melt the gold mountain, and call it Jingu Garden.

You can meditate and gain enlightenment here, and when you are tired, watch "Lü Zhu dancing" and "Song Yi playing the flute", which will bring you the joy of life. (Lü Zhu: a beauty from the Western Jin Dynasty; Song Yi: a beauty from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, her disciple)
You can also rebuild the Lanting Pavilion and gather like-minded people.

Such as Old Jiangtou, the doorman, Taoist Cai from Qinling, Li Ruoyu from Taixuan, etc., all of them share the great Dao.

All the things in the past life are like yesterday... The only thing that overlaps in the nine heavens and ten earths today is the past history of the Earth God Continent, which makes people reminisce.

"Orchid Pavilion, Golden Stream Valley, flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist, a great dream has ended in desolation, looking back at the world has passed away...How many Qi cultivators from the pre-Qin period were there on Feixian Star?"

Today's work was done. Yan Ming took a step forward, Dao patterns intertwined, and a golden avenue spread out, with divine flames rising. When he looked again, the whole person had disappeared at the end of the sky, leaving only the ethereal Dao sound echoing in the original place.

Recite "Swallowing the Sky" when you are free, and read "Eternal Universe" when you are lonely!
He raised his hand to touch the magic jar and looked down at Ling Taixu.

The fairy gourd falls from the palm of your hand, and the sun and moon shine brightly on the fairy platform.

Ten thousand fires refine the soul, and the world will be at peace!
This was Yan Ming's state of mind. Every word was crystal clear, like a fairy descending upon the world, mysterious and incomparable. Various immortal radiances fell upon the heart of the Dao fetus, leaving one in a trance, as if in a dream.

She silently tried to understand the state of mind of the ancient sages and remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, the wind was still blowing and the rain was light. The woman in purple was as pure as an immortal and had returned to the state of harmony with the Tao. However, no one outside knew what was turbulent in her heart.

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　　[This book is scheduled to be renamed tomorrow (Covering the Heavens: Beginning with the Golden Crow on the Holy Cliff)]

　　
　
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