Urban Madness

Ye Fan didn't know what he would face in the last pass of the Taurus Array. He could only enter it.

Here, there is actually a world of birds and flowers.

On the empty grassland, there is an ancient linden tree.

An old man stood under the tree and looked up at the Bodhi child on the tree.

"You finally came."

The old man opened his mouth and turned around with a relieved smile. This person is Mr. Taurus.

"Sir, are you waiting for me?" Ye Fan asked as he walked.

"Yes, my mausoleum has been around for three thousand years. No one has ever been able to walk into the last hall, because in the eighth hall, I set up a barrier. Only people with real destiny can overcome this barrier. That kind of people."

"What is destiny?"

"Ha, this is a difficult question to answer, you can understand it as a way to success."

"The way to success?"

Ye Fan was speechless. He didn't expect Mr. Jinniu to explain Destiny in this way.

"Come and sit down!"

Mr. Jinniu made a request and respected Ye Fan as much.

Under the linden tree, there is a chessboard with two stone benches on both sides, and a pot of tea is placed on the edge of the chessboard.

"Wow!"

Mr. Jinniu gave Ye Fan a cup of tea.

"please!"

"Thank you sir!"

Ye Fan didn't have any hesitation, picked up the tea bowl and drank it.

Suddenly, a refreshing feeling filled the whole body, and the vitality in the meridians boiled. This vitality is different from ordinary vitality, but innocent and pure.

Ye Fan felt that his body was sublimating.

This feeling was even stranger than when he broke through the realm at that time. The eight channels of the odd meridians were so smooth that Ye Fan entered a new realm.

"call……"

Ye Fan exhaled a suffocating breath and instantly dissipated in this space.

His mind and body seemed to have undergone some qualitative change, and his previous injuries had basically recovered.

"Zizzi!"

At this moment, the Bodhi children are constantly falling on the Bodhi tree. Each of these Bodhi children is shining with the light of pure sage, which makes Ye Fan feel peaceful.

Ye Fan opened his eyes again and found Mr. Jinniu looking at him with a smile.

"How do you feel?" Mr. asked.

"It's refreshing, I feel like I'm a different person."

"This is for you to restore your own gong body. After seventeen battles and meditations, your cultivation level has long surpassed the Triple Tribulation, but this space limits your ascent."

"Sir, what do you mean by this?"

Ye Fan asked in surprise.

"Your current foundation is fully capable of reaching the Four Stages of Crossing Tribulation. Even if your breakthrough standard is different from that of ordinary Tianjiao, the clear tea just now is enough for you to break through, but not in this space."

"That's it!"

Ye Fan was delighted in his heart. Originally, he thought he was going to be stuck in the Triple Tribulation Realm for a long time. He didn't expect that this bowl of clear tea would give him a chance to make a breakthrough. It can be seen how strong Mr. Jinniu's cultivation base has been.

You know, the old man in front of him is nothing but a ray of spiritual thought from Mr. Taurus.

Is this the realm of a person close to the Immortal Emperor? Ye Fan was shocked.

"Sir, what are you going to test me for this last moment?"

"Ha, Ye Fan, don't be anxious, this last battle is not a battle at all, I don't want to test you, I just want to ask you a few questions."

"problem?"

"Not bad!"

Looking at Mr. Taurus in front of him, he could not see any mood swings or other information from the other party's face.

The other party wants to ask himself questions, what is the problem and how important?

"Ye Fan, what is your martial arts ideal?"

"Budo ideal?"

Ye Fan was stunned. He didn't expect Mr. Taurus to ask such a question when he came up.

He really didn't know how to respond. He came to Paradise Lost this time, but just wanted to find the seven Horcruxes and save Chu Mengyao.

And I entered the world of cultivation, practiced continuously, and improved my strength, but I just wanted to get together with Chu Mengyao.

Now that Chu Mengyao is in crisis again, he will not give up and stick to it.

But can this be considered a martial arts ideal?

"Sir, I really don't know how to answer you. I entered the spiritual world by accident, because my beloved is in crisis, and I want to save her. In fact, it seems really simple to say."

Ye Fan thought that this was not an answer at all, maybe Mr. Jinniu would be very disappointed.

"Hahaha, Ye Fan, you found your own answer."

Unexpectedly, the husband laughed and said that Ye Fan had found his own answer.

"Sir, what do you mean by this?"

"A person's life is meaningless, but our actions create meaning. You can practice to such an extent for your beloved. This is the meaning of your martial arts practice and your martial arts ideal."

"That's it!"

Ye Fan nodded profoundly. He never thought that many seemingly grand questions, the answer is actually very simple.

"Ye Fan, what do you think your martial arts limit is?"

"The limit of martial arts?"

Ye Fan fell into deep thought again. He felt puzzled about Mr. Jinniu's questions, but he knew that Mr. Jinniu, who was close to the Immortal Emperor, would ask questions of profound significance.

"I don't know how far I can practice, but now that I have practiced and want to live with my lover, then, at least I have to cultivate to the realm of Xianzun."

"Xianzun Realm?"

"Does Mr. Think I have no chance?"

Ye Fan looked at Mr. Jin Niu. The monk who can cultivate to the realm of Immortal Venerable is indeed Fengmao Water chestnut, but Ye Fan is still confident in himself. After all, he has defeated too many Tianjiao figures, and he thinks he is the man of heaven. people.

"Hey... Ye Fan, you underestimate yourself."

"What do you mean?"

"Your talent is a rare genius in a million years. Back then, I also thought that my talent was a genius who was rare in a million years. Therefore, I was confident in myself and defiant. My path of practice was smooth, and I even reached the top Respect the pinnacle."

Speaking of this, Mr. Jin Niu showed a slight smile on his face. The memory of his past made him fall into a deep emotion.

Mr. Ye Fan's natural way, Mr. Jinniu, is a figure close to the immortal emperor, and it is not difficult for him to cultivate into an immortal.

"But, in the end, I still failed."

"Sir, why do you have to take the risk to ascend? The immortal emperor is a realm of legends that have never existed before. Can people really do it?"

"Ye Fan, at any time, don't doubt people's potential, and my failure is precisely because I doubt myself!"

"what?"

Ye Fan was taken aback, he would never have thought that Mr. Jinniu's failure would be the reason!