Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 255
After Ye Fan and others attended the class reunion, they returned to the hotel to rest. The three of them also carried a hiking bag, which was their habit.

There are a lot of precious herbs in it, and there are guys who eat them.

At this moment, Ye Fan was lying on the big bed, while Song Liu and Pang Bo were playing games beside him.

"Old Song, can you count how our trip went?" Ye Fan asked curiously, since they broke through the Dao Palace, they haven't made a move.

The old heavenly master said that they are very strong, and in the same realm, they basically have no opponents.

Moreover, the scriptures that Ye Fan and others practiced have all been changed, and the old heavenly master passed them the quasi-emperor's method.

"I'll do the math." Song Liu was also curious about his fortune-telling skills.

He did what he said, and took out a dark red hexagonal compass from the sea of ​​bitterness. It belonged to Song Hua, but Song Liu took it.

Song Liu pinched the seal with his hand and threw the compass in his hand. With a weng sound, the compass burst into a hazy halo, and the blurred fragments of time drifted away.

He was very surprised, after all, this was different from what his cheap master taught.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo discovered that wisps of mist began to emit from Song Liu's celestial spirit cover, and a golden light burst out from between his brows.

The ancient and vast aura was spreading, making Ye Fan and Pang Bo seem to have spanned hundreds of millions of years in an instant.

That ancient, savage aura actually erupted from Song Liu's body.

The dark red hexagonal compass was turning gently, and the inner needle was turning rapidly, and fragments of time fluttered around, forming a special light shield, covering Song Liu.

"Chong!"

Song Liu opened his eyes suddenly, and reached out to touch the blurry fragment closest to him. The fragment was transparent like a broken mirror.

Squeeze gently with your fingers, and then stick it on the center of your brow.

In places they couldn't see, strips of silver order descended, wrapping Song Liu, and beside the three of them, a long river of time actually emerged.

Song Hua took Liu Shen to the sky, and felt his blood throbbing.

Close your eyes, feel a little bit.

Found that his own dark red compass was activated by his own son, and he actually used it for fortune-telling? ? ?

This is his cave compass, although it is no longer useful to him, but it is also the method he used back then, growing up with him.

Now the Dongtian Compass has separated from his body, forming a spiritual weapon, which is also a fairy emperor-level weapon.

The blood of his own son inspired the sleeping god, and the god secretly helped Song Liu, otherwise Song Liu's small Taoist palace would not be enough to count the future.

However, the god of the compass did not show up, and it looked like an ordinary magic weapon.

"This trip, good or bad, there is good luck, there is great misfortune, some people will die."

"I have seen the era of extreme glory, I have seen practitioners flying all over the sky, and I have seen many strange faces, and their strength is terrifying to the extreme."

Song Liu stuck the fragments of time between his eyebrows, and his primordial spirit seemed to be traveling through time and space. This experience felt amazing to him.

"I also saw the nine-headed dragon corpse, which led us to the world of cultivation." Song Liu told Ye Fan and Pang Bo all the pictures he saw.

But they didn't notice that they were surrounded by the long river of time, as if to isolate all cause and effect.

Dongtian Compass, which was created by Song Hua back then, contains everything, and fortune-telling is not a problem.

But Song Liu is no longer a fortune-telling, but knowing what will happen in the future in advance.

"It's a vast and beautiful picture scroll, where the powerhouses at the pinnacle are fighting for hegemony." Song Liu's voice was trembling, his blood was boiling with enthusiasm, and his voice was filled with yearning.

"How many years will we have to go out this trip?" Ye Fan asked with a frown. If he went to the world of practice in a coffin, he didn't know how many years would come back.

"Unknown." Song Liu shook his head. He only saw the arrogance of that world, as well as the cultivators, and how they got to that world of practice.

"Well, if you want to go, you should report to your parents so that they don't worry about us. After all, life and death are unpredictable on this trip." Pangbo said softly.

In a world full of powerful people, it must be full of wars, not as beautiful and peaceful as they imagined.

Ye Fan was thinking, after all, he was the only child in the family, if he disappeared, would his parents be worried?

"By the way, we can ask Master to help us. We are already in the realm of the Dao Palace, and we can also incarnate outside of our bodies. We can leave an incarnation and let Master help us preserve it. Isn't that all right?" Pang Bo suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

With the old celestial master, it should be fine, after all, the old celestial master has lived for a long time, so it may not be impossible to let his parents live longer.

After all, they don’t know how many years they have been there for this trip, and even life and death are unpredictable, but if they really succeed in cultivation and return to their hometown...
Ye Fan took out his mobile phone and made a silent call. Not long after, a helicopter appeared on the roof of the hotel.

The three left the hotel, but Ye Fan went home and told his parents that he was leaving Huaxia, and he didn't know how long it would take to come back.

When Song Liu returned home, he couldn't find Song Ling, which made him extremely puzzled. He wanted to calculate Song Ling's whereabouts, but he couldn't.

What he didn't know was that Song Ling's cultivation had far surpassed Ye Fan and the others.

Even in the age of doomsday, without any resources, the speed of her cultivation can be called a rocket. In just a few years, she has become a monk of dragon transformation.

It has been a total of six years since she went to university and practiced until now. In the world of degenerated law, she can still improve so quickly, it is simply a monster.

But there is no way, even though she is the offspring of a Dao priest and an immortal emperor.

There is also the Taoist scripture, which is actually called Daojing, which was created by Song Hua himself, and it was reserved for his daughter and son, but unexpectedly, the daughter practiced, while the son went to dig the grave.

When they break through a realm, the Daojing will extend the practice methods, scriptures, and exercises for the next realm.

Early the next morning, a group of young people climbed Mount Tai, and several young women chatted non-stop.

"I have to say, Xiaoman, the boyfriend you're looking for is really handsome. Although he doesn't have Ye Fan's burly and sense of security, his face is much more handsome than Ye Fan's. He's also from the United States and has a lot of money."

"Ye Fan is richer, after all, he has a series of Mercedes-Benz, a helicopter, and a big villa."

It is only [-] years now, and Ye Fan's net worth can already be counted as the richest man in the second-tier city.

As for how much money their third brother has, they don't know, there is more to spend, even a few nuclear bombs are enough.

At this time, at the foot of Mount Tai, three tall and burly figures walked out of the parking lot, with a 100% turnaround rate.

They were wearing black jackets, black overalls and T-shirts, with nothing on their backs.

But in their bitter sea, there are a lot of daily necessities, as well as various snacks and beer.

I am about to live in a different world, and I may not be able to taste the things on earth in a different world.

"Damn it, it's so high, standing in front of me is like a mountain, it looks so oppressive." On the way to Mount Tai, someone followed Song Liu and the others subconsciously.

Song Liu and the others ran fast at the foot of Mount Tai, ignoring the shock of the crowd, and appeared directly behind Li Xiaoman and the others.

On top of them, there is a fairy in a pink dress sitting on a sword, her dress is dancing wildly, and her shiny black hair is flying.

The face is exquisite and beautiful, with only a touch of lipstick on, no makeup, and a pair of willow eyes staring at the crowd below.

Song Liu and the others never thought that there were people flying above their heads.

"Being a star? I'll be a fart. I want to be a fairy and travel around the world. Even the Tsar can't hurt me now." Song Ling sat on the iron sword, surrounded by white clouds and blue sky, and white clouds passed in front of her. float by.

She wanted to play hard in front of Song Liu and the three of them.

In the Daojing, there is a technique of secret aura, which can shield all your aura and vitality, even like a transparent person.

Ordinary people can't be found, and people whose realm is lower than themselves can't be found or sensed.

Unless one possesses some special item, or a special celestial eye, otherwise, Song Ling will definitely not be found.

"Strange, why do I feel that someone has been staring at us?" Song Liu scratched his head and said, he looked up at the sky, but found nothing.

Song Ling in the sky froze, his face was a little ugly, was he discovered?
Should not be ah.

After all, my brother didn't practice, how could he find me?
Because of the existence of the Dongtian Compass, Song Ling still couldn't discover the fact that Ye Fan and the three could practice.

You lie to me
"boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise in the sky, and Ye Fan and others who had just climbed to the top saw nine black dots when they looked up before they could rest for a moment.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo looked at Song Liu with fiery eyes, and the three of them nodded, and then pushed some people around them off Mount Tai, and wrapped them in spiritual energy to prevent them from being harmed.

And Song Ling who was in the sky was already stunned. Because of her high cultivation base and strange talent, she could see clearly what it was.

When she wanted to run, she found that she couldn't move, she was nailed in the sky, and her whole body was frozen in place, as if there were several mountains pressing down on her shoulders, making it difficult to breathe and move.

Song Ling watched helplessly as Jiulong pulled the coffin down on him.

it's over, i'm dying
As soon as this idea appeared, she immediately felt down-to-earth. When she opened her eyes again, she found that the surroundings were extremely dark, but because she was a cultivator, she could see everything around her clearly.

Surrounded by bronze stone walls, there are carvings carved on it, and in the middle is a small bronze coffin.

"This is me, entered the coffin?" A question mark popped out of Song Ling's little head, and he walked around curiously.

A moment later, there was a huge rumbling sound and violent shaking, causing Song Ling to crash into the depths in an instant.

Boom!
His head hit the small coffin, causing Song Ling to grin his teeth in pain, with tears in his eyes, hugging his head, squatting on the ground and rubbing the top of his head all the time.

"What's the matter, it's fine to blow your head off with a pistol, but why does it hurt like hell when you hit the coffin?" Song Ling didn't have time to complain, and suddenly felt dozens of breaths in the coffin.

This made her even more scared to move, it came too suddenly, like a ghost, appearing without a sound.

"Where is this???"

Doubtful voices sounded, Song Ling smelled three familiar auras, immediately hid her own aura, went outside and looked, it turned out to be Ye Fan and the others.

"Why are the elder brother and Ye Fan so calm, showing no panic at all, and their blood is boiling, and their whole bodies are full of tension and excitement?"

"Did they already know that this would happen?"

Song Ling was very puzzled, but when she saw her brother's extremely calm face, she became angry and tiptoed to Song Liu's side, then raised her white and slender hands.

He patted Song Liu's face lightly.

"Snapped!"

"Who?!"

Song Liu roared angrily, his face was still burning with pain, and his eyes burst into lightning, which surprised everyone.

In the darkness, Song Liu's eyes bursting with light were extremely dazzling.

"Monster, hurry up and show up!" Song Liu yelled, Ye Fan and Pang Bo saw his big reaction, they quickly gathered together to form a triangle.

He has never met anyone who can give him a big pen in front of him. Except for his father and mother, no one has ever given him a big pen.

Moreover, he silently gave himself a big pen fight, which was even more irritating.

Even the old heavenly master couldn't appear by his side silently, his talent is extremely monstrous, his reaction is quick, and his perception is even more astonishing.

"Bold!" Song Liu became anxious when he saw the still extremely quiet environment.

What a loss, what a loss, I was slapped in the face for nothing, and now I can't find that person.

"boom!"

An explosion erupted from his body, and an incomparably bright thunder raged, illuminating the entire interior of the coffin.

Still unable to find the culprit, Song Liu could only walk to the small coffin with a gloomy expression, intending to pry it open to have a look.

Among the classmates, everyone looked at Song Liu and Ye Fan in horror. They saw with their own eyes the golden light burst out from Ye Fan's body, and Pang Bo's purple and strange light bloomed.

"Damn it, did the zongzi inside give me a big pen?" Song Liu's face was extremely gloomy, which matched his height and violent thunder.

But no matter what the three of them did, they just couldn't open the coffin, which made Song Liu very angry.

Song Ling, who was in the dark, came back to her senses, and stared at the three of her brothers in a daze. Seeing the cool thunder light surrounding them, and the golden light bursting out, she was envious and confused.

"My brother is also an immortal cultivator, and he is also a Taoist monk." Song Ling had already noticed the moment Song Liu burst into thunder.

However, I still can't feel myself.

Song Ling smiled, revealing two canine teeth that looked like mutton fat jade. She had already thought of the moment when her brother showed his holiness.

Boom.
Jiulong pulled the coffin and shook again, and they came to Mars.

Afterwards, the three of Song and Liu went to explore the Daleiyin Temple, and encountered all kinds of small crocodiles, but they had cultivation bases and magic weapons.

So, no one died this trip.

Song Ling still didn't show up. She wanted to see where she went on this trip, and she actually managed to reach Mars.

(End of this chapter)