Cover the sky

And his morality has also made great progress. Every time Tianting grows stronger, he will improve a little.Ye Fan saw all this in his eyes, and made him the first registered disciple.

And on this day, Ye Fan summoned him across time and space, and returned to Middle Earth, because he was about to cross the catastrophe and needed a tripod to spend it together.

Accumulated and thin hair!

It's not that he can't cross, as early as three years ago, it was all because of the need to reverse the road.He didn't want any surprises.The future is bright and brilliant, but if you fail, you will be ashes, not even an ant, so you have to be cautious.

"Meet the master."

When zhang qingyang came back, the tripod hanging on his head fell off and turned into an inch high. The body of the tripod was simple and natural, while the outside of the tripod was filled with immortal radiance, which submerged into Ye Fan's eyebrows.

"You have worked hard these past few years. If Heaven succeeds, I will remember your first achievement."

Chapter 998

This is a low mountain with no wonders, only a few thatched huts. Ye Fan has lived on this unknown hill for most of the past three years.

In front of the thatched hut, a vine is verdant, with bunches of green grapes hanging on it, and next to it is a medicine field, planted with some old medicines and spiritual plants, which are fragrant.

There is a pine forest in the distance, and Xiaosong is like a monkey all day long going in and out, looking for pine cones, and having fun.

Zhang Qingyang practiced asceticism for three years and preached to the world. Ye Fan saw all this and knew that he had given a lot. The change in the mother spirit of all things was the most obvious proof.

Now this cauldron is psychic, and there is pure thought power submerged in the cauldron at every moment, and the celestial glow is gorgeous, the holy light is transpiring, and it is supernatural and close to the gods.

The Heavenly Court takes root in the world, flourishes, and imprints the power of faith into the cauldron every day. This is a kind of sacred transformation, casting an immortal vessel.

"Kick"

A flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by heavy rain. Ye Fan stood motionless in front of the window, looking at the electric snake in the clouds.

Xiaosong peeled off a fire phoenix fruit, revealing the bright red and pink flesh inside. With big eyes blinking, he handed it to Ye Fan and Zhang Qingyang fawningly.

"Crack!"

The silver electric snake fluttered and swam among the black clouds, tearing open the sky and emitting a trembling aura. For ascetics, this kind of weather is very dangerous.

"Qing Yang, are you ready?" Ye Fan asked.

"Master, I'm ready." The Taoist little celestial master responded. In the past few years, he preached everywhere, but his cultivation base has not fallen, and he has improved all the way. This is not unrelated to Ye Fan's extra care.

"Then go into the lightning, let go of your body and mind to accept the baptism, don't worry and fear, I will keep you safe." Ye Fan whispered.

In the past few years, whenever there was a thunderstorm, Ye Fan would selectively protect the Dharma for several disciples, letting them induce the thunder to temper their bodies.

All major ancient religions have secret methods. Generally speaking, it is not bad for the disciples of the ancient inheritance to draw the thunder light once or twice.

This is not a real catastrophe. In this era, no one can induce it, but you can use the ancient method to borrow thunder light to refine your body. .

In the past three years, the registered disciples have survived eight or nine calamities, and Zhang Qingyang has experienced as many as eleven times, and now he will perform No. 12 times.

These few people have strange bones, and they are all the favorites in the Big Dipper. Unfortunately, they were born at an untimely time. In this degenerate era, they can't sense the catastrophe. Therefore, Ye Fan will let them draw the light of thunder every year to train their bodies.

For ordinary people, twice is the limit, but they have to lead the thunder to cross the catastrophe every year, and each time is bigger and bigger, almost comparable to the real catastrophe.

Over the past few years, their Taoism has improved, each step has been very steady, and the foundation of the Tao has been tamped down extremely firmly, which is extremely solid.

During this process, Ye Fan discovered something special. Zhang Qingyang practiced asceticism in the world, and with Ding, he also had a lot of power of faith. most.

"Master, I'm going up." Zhang Qingyang said to him.

He soared into the sky, entered the dense clouds against a bolt of lightning, and began to cross the catastrophe. The lightning from all directions came together, and all of them struck him.

In an instant, the lightning was blazing, and the silver snakes danced wildly. It seemed that a great war had taken place in this place.

"Sure enough, it's several times stronger than before." Ye Fan said to himself.

Induce the thunder light to enter the body to temper, no matter whether you have improved in practice or not, you will be several times stronger than the last time, and there seems to be a record in the sky, so even amazing monks dare not ascend to the sky every year.

"It's a catastrophe to induce Lei Guang to this point." Ye Fan nodded.

"boom!"

Between the sky and the earth, the lightning became violent and became even more blazing. A silver sea of ​​electricity descended, submerging Zhang Qingyang in it, tearing apart the universe.

Ye Fan watched carefully, protecting the Dharma for his disciples, but he didn't extend his hand to help. If there is no disaster of body and spirit destruction, he will never stand out.

Xiaosong was blinking his big eyes and staring at Yun Duo. In the past few years, it has survived several real catastrophes. From crying loudly at the beginning to being calm now, it is not a small progress.

It is well aware of the horror of the catastrophe, earth-shattering, and boundless, especially the thunder that fell in the doomed age beyond imagination. Every time it thinks of it, it will shrink its head, cover its heart with its small paws, and feel afraid.

"Well, it worked again." Ye Fan stared at Lei Hai, Zhang Qingyang's pure power of faith counteracted the huge lightning, and melted the lightning into his body, but it didn't hurt his body.

In the most dangerous moment, these holy lights can be used inexplicably, and the end is unpredictable, which makes people fascinated and can't help but think.

Half an hour later, when the last nine thunderbolts fell, Zhang Qingyang's skin was torn apart, and his bones were almost burnt, but he finally got through with difficulty.

He came down and entered the hut with an extremely excited expression, because his physical body was stronger, his mana was surging, and his soul was also stronger.

"Very good." Ye Fan nodded.Before cutting the way and crossing the catastrophe, he arranged some things to avoid all the chaos after his accident, and he was not in a hurry to go to the sky.

In the next few months, Ye Fan protected the Dharma for several disciples one after another, allowing them all to experience a baptism of catastrophe and make great progress in Taoism.

"Go your own way. I can't draw a direction for you. You need to have more experience in crossing tribulation, enlightenment, and choice." Ye Fan patted Xiaosong's head.

He didn't want this little guy to be stuck in his thinking, let him jump out, and didn't arrange everything like he did for the other disciples to guide the future direction.

A month later, Ye Fan ascended to the sky and left alone without letting anyone accompany him.

Xiaosong was afraid, and chased all the way down, crying loudly, and wanted to let him block the little stone Buddha, but Ye Fan refused.

Zhang Qingyang yelled even more, asking Ye Fan to add all the power of faith to his body, saying that he would be able to get twice the result with half the effort, and he would be able to cut through the Dao and cross the catastrophe safely. Several other disciples also called for it.

Ye Fan didn't look back, he poured out all the power of faith in the cauldron, poured down, like a vast waterfall, and stayed on the short mountain for the time being.

These pure thoughts must be of great use, but now he doesn't want to rely on them. Now that the path he is taking has been set and he will cut the road, he doesn't need to rely on any external things.

He would not bring anything with him to go through the tribulation except the Ding, the tool of enlightenment. This was his choice from beginning to end, and it has not changed.

"The power of faith is used by all living beings now, but I can't tell it in the future..." This is a vague scruple in him, so he doesn't borrow it.

Ye Fan ascended to the sky, came to the outside world, and stayed away from the mountains and rivers, because he was afraid that if he crossed the catastrophe, he would destroy a magnificent river and mountain and sink a continent.

No one knows better than him how terrible his catastrophe will be, and once it breaks out, it will be devastating, especially this time is different from the past, he himself has no bottom.

Standing alone in the cold and dark universe, I felt the deathly silence. The vast coercion of the earth was far away, and it was passed on, like a dormant ancient emperor.

"It's time, let's go through the catastrophe." Ye Fan whispered.