At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

Elder Wu Qingfeng's practice place is a very peaceful valley.

There is a large bamboo forest in front, with four or five thatched houses located there.

Not far away, there is a crystal clear lake, shining like a sapphire.

In the quiet bamboo forest, the two of them sat on stone chairs across the stone table, drinking tea and talking.

Seeing Ye Fan again, Elder Wu Qingfeng naturally thought of Pang Bo and Zhang Jingming, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Among them, Pang Bo was once accepted as his disciple, but he was coerced by the demon clan and disappeared into the primitive ruins.

As for Zhang Jingming, the old man also learned the news of his "death".

The two talked for a long time, and both of them had a lot of emotions. In more than a year, too many things have happened.

Through circumstantial inquiries, Ye Fan learned that his former enemies, Elder Han and others, had died and became a handful of loess on the road to spiritual practice.

But Wu Qingfeng had a series of strange encounters, and by various coincidences, he broke through several realms in a year and was promoted to the fifth level of the Tao Palace.

Everyone has his or her own fate, including joy and sorrow. It can be said that fate is unpredictable.

The old man's breakthrough speed was incredibly fast.

Ye Fan thought to himself that if he had not practiced the immortal method "Lotus Treasure Mirror" and entered the main god space, his current cultivation level would probably be far inferior to the old man.

Of course, the future achievements of the two are different.

If Elder Wu Qingfeng does not have the unfavorable opportunity in the future, it will be difficult for him to make great progress in his cultivation.

Ye Fan is different. His ancient holy body has huge potential waiting to be developed. The great holy body can even directly challenge the ancient emperor.

"Child, these are the things you left behind before, and they are all here."

Elder Wu Qingfeng took out the bronze plaque and ancient bronze lamp from Daleiyin Temple, as well as some clothes, all of which were well kept.

Ye Fan thanked him and put these items away solemnly.

Although the two bronze vessels, the bronze plaque of Daleiyin Temple and the ancient bronze lamp, have long been damaged, their refining methods are worthy of reference.

And it also has a different meaning to the Holy Religion, and maybe it can be used in the future.

"Old man, I have something to give you."

Having said this, Ye Fan looked solemn and whispered: "You must keep it and never let a third person know about it. Otherwise, it may harm you."

He took out a jade gourd filled with divine spring water and handed it to Wu Qingfeng.

"This is……"

Wu Qingfeng pulled out the stopper of the gourd, and an extremely rich life essence emerged from it. The old man was immediately shocked.

"What a powerful life force! Even if it can't revive human flesh and bones, it's enough to heal wounds and save lives! This... this is too precious! I can't have it, my child, please put it away quickly."

Knowing the preciousness and rarity of this kind of spring water, Wu Qingfeng immediately shook his head and refused without any distracting thoughts in his eyes.

"I am sincere. If you refuse, please stop saying it..."

Ye Fan looked sincere and forced the jade gourd into Wu Qingfeng's hands.

After a while, Ye Fan said goodbye and left.

Ye Fan first entered the original ruins, and then came outside the ancient forbidden land...

He traveled all over Yan in one day, revisiting his old places and walking the same path as before.

It was on this day that Ye Fan met the crazy old man again, who was suspected to be a peerless figure from Tianxuan Holy Land six thousand years ago.

The appearance of the crazy old man shocked the Eastern Wasteland and Southern Territory, and turmoil arose in dozens of surrounding countries. "A person who has lived for six thousand years must be an ancient sage, right?"

"Is there another saint going to appear in this world?"

"It's been six thousand years. This is simply a living history book. It has gone through a long period of time. It is really a miracle..."

There are monks from all over the Southern Territory talking about it, wondering what level the other party has reached.

The Ji family, Yaoguang Holy Land, Taixuan Sect and many other forces were all alarmed, and strong men of the older generation set out to pursue him.

However, this Gedai master from Tianxuan Holy Land seemed to be completely crazy, crying and laughing to himself, unable to communicate at all.

Ye Fan saw with his own eyes that even the powerful men who came forward were slapped away by the crazy old man's sleeves. No one could approach or talk to them.

Finally, the crazy old man stepped on Tianxuan's footwork, and after just a few steps, he left the endless mountains and rivers behind and disappeared.

All the monks were unable to catch up with him, and even the most powerful could hardly see his back.

"A living saint has a heart disease that is difficult to cure, and he still has to rely on himself to get through it..."

Ye Fan did not give up and spent the exchange points to pursue him through the main god space.

The crazy old man saved his life. He is a grateful person and will repay his kindness.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sunset dyed most of the sky red. Ye Fan came to Wei State, on an extremely desolate mountain ridge.

There are overgrown wormwood and dead vines everywhere. On a large bluestone facing the west, the crazy old man is lying on his side, facing the sunset.

The old man has gray hair and ragged clothes. He looks very old, from six thousand years ago.

He was crying and laughing, muttering something in his mouth, with two lines of tears hanging from his muddy old eyes.

"Senior, the deceased is gone, but the living are like this. People cannot be resurrected after death, so please show your condolences."

Ye Fan returned to his true self, walked forward, squatted down in front of the big bluestone, and spoke to the crazy old man to persuade him.

"That year, the setting sun was like blood, and Tianxuan was stained with blood..."

The crazy old man glanced at him, then turned to stare at the setting sun again, his eyes kept weeping and he kept talking to himself.

Time passed, the sunset in the sky disappeared, and night fell quietly.

Suddenly, the crazy old man seemed to have changed into a different person. He sat up suddenly, and his pair of turbid old eyes became sharp, shooting out two dazzling rays of light, as if a peerless sword was unsheathed and piercing the void.

"It's their breath..."

The crazy old man turned his head and stared at Ye Fan, giving him unimaginable pressure, and then grabbed his arm, his eyes were extremely deep.

Ye Fan did not resist and allowed the other party to do what he did.

This is not only because he has an intelligence advantage and is confident that the other party will not harm him, but also because he has trump cards such as Buddha's Light Body Protection, Yi Ran is not afraid.

The crazy old man flicked Ye Fan's body lightly, and he didn't know what kind of magical power he used, but he actually trapped a living shadow.

The shadow of Saint Tianxuan six thousand years ago appeared in mid-air. She had bright eyes and white teeth, and a body that was as light as a hibiscus. Her face was as beautiful as a water hibiscus, and her white clothes fluttered in the wind, vivid and vivid.

The crazy old man reached out and flicked again, and Ye Fan's past experience in the ancient forbidden land reappeared.

Looking at those scenes, the crazy old man hugged his head and cried for a while, and then looked up to the sky and laughed, as if he was crazy, and his emotions were completely out of control. It was really pitiful.

"Ugh……"

Ye Fan sighed softly, and the shadow of Gatling Bodhisattva appeared behind him, emitting soft Buddha light and falling on the crazy old man who was crying like a lone wolf. (End of chapter)