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The bursts of fairy music, melodious and clear, spread to the ears, cleansing people's souls, making people thrilling and at the same time feeling comfortable.

Ye Fan picked up the steps and stepped on the white jade steps, feeling a kind of coldness. This kind of jade is a bit special, containing a hint of yin energy.

He came here to protect Yang Xiao this time, so he naturally wanted to eliminate all dangers, run the Taiyin scriptures, and refine every trace of coldness.

Not long after, he entered a vast underground palace, feeling the wind blowing against his face. As soon as he raised his head, he saw a creature flapping the wings of the devil and swooping down, grabbing at his celestial spirit cap.

"puff!"

As soon as Ye Fan pointed out, a wave of sword shook away, and the blood splashed, cutting the creature into a blood mist on the spot. It turned out to be a bat, more than two meters long, and looked like a devil.

"It's such a big bat. The underground world is closed. How did it survive? Is there another way out to the outside world?" Ye Fan didn't care, and there was no need to think about these trivial matters.

After walking forward for a few meters, he found two corpses, blood dripping all over the floor, the skulls were all torn off, the death was miserable, and they had just been killed not long ago.

A large tomb in ancient times, without special arrangements, has already taken the lives of six monks from later generations, and their deaths are worthless.

When Ye Fan walked to the end of this underground palace, white jade stone steps appeared again, which continued to lead to the deep underground, as if approaching the legendary cave step by step. The project is huge.

In the process, he sent out sword waves several times, and killed dozens of bats, all of which were two or three meters long. They were horrifying in shape, like ghosts. It must have been a mess.

Ye Fan went deeper, and the celestial music rang in this place. There was a row of chimes in front of him, all of which were chiming, no one was beating, and they were vibrating by themselves.

He spread his palms, and strands of sunlight flew towards the bells, and fixed them there without making any sound.

These chimes are very old, but they are well preserved without any damage. Ye Fan carefully inspected and found that they are things that monks have honed over and over again.However, there is no dao mark inside, only something similar to spirit and energy. I think the owner of the tomb liked musical instruments back then, and the bell ringing was because of his imprint unconsciously after the tomb was rediscovered.

At this time, after Ye Fan fixed the chimes, the branding did not exist, and finally disappeared.Because this is not a magic weapon, so its thoughts cannot last forever.

He continued to move forward and walked in, and suddenly felt a sense of murderous intent. There were sword lights slashing vertically and horizontally like horses, and flying swords of various colors such as gold, red, purple, and blue split the air.

Peerless Murder!

Before getting close, Ye Fan's body had a layer of small bumps. This is a super powerful flying sword, and even he can't bear it.

"Whose tomb is this, it must be left by the ancient saints!"

One of the red swords has the most brilliance, but it is only as big as a palm. It whirls and dances non-stop in the underworld, and other purple, blue, and golden flying swords follow, splitting the void.

"No, it's not a real flying sword, but just a kind of sword intent, so powerful and terrifying!" Ye Fan exclaimed.

If the ancient saint's weapon was soaring here, he might not be able to approach it. This kind of sword intent alone is extremely scary, making the body tear apart, as if it could cut off the sky.

Three monks from the secret realm of the Dao Palace fell to the ground without any wounds on their bodies. They were not cut by the flying sword, but they were all penetrated into their bodies by the sword intent and died as a result.The few monks who came in went as far as here, and all of them died.

Ye Fan sighed softly, these people are considered masters in today's world, but they died so unworthily, I'm afraid they don't know how they got hurt.

How can ordinary people enter the tombs of the ancient saints? As long as they still have a ray of killing intent left, they are enough to kill any of today's top experts.

This is a stone room for practicing swords. There are seven hand-length scabbards hanging on the wall. The workmanship is not particular, just simple animal skins, and the tattered ones are almost turned into ashes.

Judging from these layouts, this ancient sage was very simple and did not leave any traps, except for the Yin Qi overflowing from the stone gate, there was no danger at all.

"Where are the seven holy swords?" Ye Fan searched, and he ran his way, trying to get the seven scabbards.

"puff!"

But with a slight movement, the seven animal skin scabbards turned into dust, not because of the long time, but because there is a kind of sword intent in them, and these materials can't bear it.

After the scabbard was destroyed, the seven sword lights slashing vertically and horizontally in the stone room also disappeared, annihilated in the void, and the endless killing intent became empty.

Ye Fan secretly sighed that it was a pity that these seven scabbards were self-destructed, otherwise they would all be priceless treasures. Most of them can restore the tomb owner's supreme sword control skills through the terrifying sword intent contained in them.

He thought for a while and then felt relieved, the scriptures he had obtained were not too small, and the ancient sages said that it is not good to continue like this, and there may be serious troubles.

Walking through this stone room, he entered a place of blazing flames, a sea of ​​flames blocked the front, the temperature was frighteningly frightening, it turned out to be the fire of the sun.

Through the flames, one can see that there is a coffin wrapped in an ancient vine in front of it, buried in the deepest part of the tomb, making the brilliance here blazing.

Cremation coffin!

The legendary cremation coffins are all people with great backgrounds, and ordinary people are unable to arrange them, because they need the essence of the sun and a fire vine cultivated with the blood essence of a saint.

That ancient vine was thousands of years old at first glance. The root stem looked like a horned dragon, and the leaves were like red gold, shining brightly, shining incomparably brightly in the firelight.

It is rooted in the sun's essence fire, absorbs the nutrients of the fire essence, and grows from it. It can be called a kind of almost dreamlike spirit vine, and it is a treasure for refining weapons and casting soldiers.

The seeds of fire vines are very rare, especially the ones that can take root in the sun's fine fire are even more rare, and they are the favorite of ancient saints.

Why choose this cremation?There are many legends.The most accurate version is that the sage learned that he was about to die, and used the most yang essence of the fire vine to hang the last trace of yang energy in his body, waiting for resurrection, so it is said that the cremation coffin is amazing!

A piece of sun fire essence, a fire vine, a coffin, and an ancient saint.

Ye Fan was very shocked to see this kind of thing. Could it be that this ancient saint can be resurrected?Will it be an amazing figure left in history.

Xiao Song was very nervous, his purple fur was shining all over his body, his big black jewel-like eyes blinked slightly, and he followed Ye Fan obediently, not daring to go forward.

"This ancient sage didn't set up a trap in the tomb to kill the trespassers. I think he had a very kind heart. There shouldn't be too much danger here."

Ye Fanxiu had the Sun Scriptures, so he was not afraid of the real fire of the sun, so he entered the blazing fire and went around the coffin to examine carefully.

This kind of flame is extremely frightening. Under normal circumstances, even the Dao Slayer King can't get close to it. Touching it will inevitably turn into ashes, and the flame is frightening.

The fire vine was thick and thick, every leaf made a clanging sound when it touched it, like it was made of phoenix blood and red gold, the thick vine like a horned dragon wrapped around the ancient coffin and lifted it in mid-air.

The coffin, carrying death, is originally an ominous thing, but in this place, accompanied by red gold fire vines, it is full of vitality.

Ye Fan felt silently, and then sighed softly. The person in the coffin died, but the Yanghuo Jing held the last trace of yang energy and did not come back to life.

Then, he noticed a stele next to the coffin, which was actually made of bronze, very heavy and thick, with some ancient characters on it, which were Zhong Ding Wen.

After Ye Fan's return, he has been enriching himself these days, reading Huang Ting, reciting Nanhua, visiting major collections, reading orphaned books, consulting authorities, learning various ancient characters such as oracle bones.

He recognized some of the ancient characters on it, and at this moment his heart was shocked, and there was a huge wave. This is indeed a famous and important person in ancient times!

Chisongzi, recorded in Taoist classics "Tao Zang", is recorded in "Biography of Lie Xian", saying that he is an ancient immortal.Moreover, there are also records in other ancient books, and "Huainanzi Qisu" is the earliest, and there are traces to test.

The origin of such an ancient tomb can only be described as scary. Ye Fan was extremely shocked. He saw the extraordinary things in the coffin through the eyes of the sky.

Chapter 953

Ye Fan opened his Celestial Eyes, and saw something in the coffin, with some Dao patterns fluctuating. It was an old jade box with an extremely old style and no luster, but it was treasured and stored in the coffin.

He was greatly disturbed, the origin of Chisongzi is too great, it is revered as a fairy by Taoism, what he left behind is ordinary!

"Chisongzi, vomit and breathe, spit out the old and accept the new, leave the body to get rid of the wisdom, embrace the original and turn the truth, use the mystery to travel to the sky." This is a passage recorded in "Huainanzi·Qi Su", which describes Chisongzi The miraculousness is for the ancient immortals.