Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

Little wolf, little horse, little black fish, little golden cow, little red bird, little monkey, little turtle, little unicorn, little fox, nine kinds of rare animals are all here.

There are eight types in total: divine blood grass, original divine grape, immortal tree, molten gold tree, bodhi tree, nine-turn precious bamboo, unicorn tree, and two-leaf grass.

Only the last rare plant remains.

Thinking of this, Li Fan felt that he finally had hope in his heart.

There’s only one left!

If you collect the last one, you can pass the Qi refining period.

The next level... foundation building? !

After reaching this state, in the world of cultivation, it is finally not considered the lowest level.

Li Fan knew that generally speaking, people in the Golden Core stage were considered masters, Nascent Soul stage were the real bosses, and Mahayana stage... That was simply unthinkable.

And I am about to build a foundation!

Foundation building... In ordinary sects, it's considered middle-level, right?

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and warned himself, hold on!

Wait, when the day comes when you become a golden elixir-level boss, the world will understand that there is also a master hiding in this humble mountain village!

Practice quietly and then surprise everyone! ! ! !

"Any clues? Where are they?"

Li Fan couldn't help but ask.

Long Zixuan said:

"Master, the last rare plant is the lotus."

"Grown in the South China Sea."

Li Fan couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this.

It is indeed a rare plant, a lotus growing in the sea?

Still... I have never seen it before.

However, the South China Sea sounds very far away...

"Let's set off again tomorrow. I'll cook you a delicious meal tonight."

"Gong Ya, take out all the meat from the cold box. It's been a long time since I had a good meal of meat."

Li Fan was in a good mood and spoke immediately.

Hearing this, many disciples shouted with joy.

In the evening, Li Fan cooked the food himself, while Yun Xi and Gong Ya helped.

While Li Fan was cooking, Wu Dade, Long Zixuan, Qingchen, and the big black dog walked over and surrounded Jiang Li's turtle.

The little turtle was slowly eating the fallen leaves of the peach tree. When he saw this, he immediately shrank his head and said:

"You...what do you want to do to Mr. Turtle?"

It was very vigilant and said:

"Dahei, we two brothers don't want to cheat on each other!"

The big black dog said coldly:

"Don't worry, I won't trick you."

"There is something for you to identify."

With that said, they took out the ancient animal skin that they had photographed in Zhenshi Pavilion.

When the little turtle saw the ancient animal skin, he was stunned and said:

"No...this thing...why does it look so familiar?"

It's a little confused.

"The Xuanwu cipher text should have been written by you... before you lost your memory!"

The big black dog continued:

"Even if you lose your memory and can't remember it, you should still be able to read it. Quickly recognize it!"

The little turtle nodded and said:

"I understand... I can understand it..."

It immediately lowered its head and began to carefully identify the "turtle paw prints" on the animal skin.

At this moment, everyone gathered around curiously. Even the peach tree had a branch hanging down, an old hen raised its eyes as if waiting, and a golden carp clung to the water as if listening.

The little turtle looked at the ancient animal skin and read word by word:

"Something bad is going on."

"She cut herself off."

As soon as these two sentences came out, everyone was shocked.

who?

Who beheaded himself?

"Quick, keep talking!"

The big black dog was anxious.

The little turtle continued:

"At the end of the white fog is gray fog."

"Twelve desperate bets, exchange for twelve strong men to suppress twelve evil corpses and maintain peace for a lifetime."

"I'm worried...'that one' has become a ghost!"

After it finished reading, it raised its head, with some hair in its eyes, and said:

"I...I've finished reading."

It looked at Dahei and said:

"Brother Dahei, what's going on? Why do I feel so upset...uneasy?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other in shock.

——"The end of the white fog is gray fog."

——"She beheaded herself."

——"Twelve desperate bets, in exchange for twelve strong men to suppress twelve evil corpses and maintain peace for a lifetime."

——"'That one' has become a ghost."

...These words, every time you think about them carefully, make your hair stand on end.

Because they all already understood that the "one" that many strong men were referring to in the pre-White Mist Era...

It's very possible that he is the Master!

However, the cipher text left by the turtle said that "that person" has become a ghost?

...How can this not be shocking?

"No... Master can never be a ghost."

Nanfeng spoke confidently.

"Yes...if Master is really 'that', then what is said in this letter is not true."

"Master is invincible!"

A group of disciples couldn't help but shake their heads.

They didn't believe what the turtle said!

Because, to them, Master is an invincible belief.

"Sister Tao..."

The big black dog looked towards the peach tree with some anxiety.

It is also a little unsure and is asking Sister Tao to clarify its doubts.

However, there was only a clear and calm voice that sounded in everyone's minds:

"The writings of the heavens throughout the ages must not touch the master."

Just this word.

"Wow...yes, the master's realm has long been unwriteable and unexplorable!"

"Unless the owner writes it himself, who in the world can leave words related to him? And what kind of words can carry that kind of power? Xuanwu cipher text is not possible!"

Hearing this, the big black dog immediately felt relieved and said firmly:

"The 'person' written on this animal skin is definitely not the owner!"

"It's because this emperor's situation has become too small..."

Everyone couldn't help but nod when they heard this.

"Brother Dahei, then who will be the 'one' I wrote about?"

The little turtle asked uneasily.

"It's very simple. You saw another ghost and thought it was the master."

The big black dog made a guess.

After everyone heard this, they all felt that... it should be like this.

The turtle must have seen something unclean back then, which made it mistakenly think it was "that person".

"Then what do the other words mean?"

Wu Dade scratched his head, confused.

Everyone was puzzled.

But this time, Taoshu did not answer any more.

The chickens also pecked at the corn on the ground as usual, and the koi fish resumed swimming.

"She should have saved Wugui back then..."

The big black dog whispered to himself:

"I was rescued by her, and the scene I saw before I lost my memory should be related to her..."

"She cut herself off?"

"The Twelve Bet? Did she make a bet with someone else?... The Twelve Evil Corpses... This may have something to do with the deaths of the ten deities in their previous lives..."

After thinking about it, the big black dog became angry and said:

"Wow, this emperor's dog's head is so big! You are a damn turtle. You didn't write a suicide note clearly. Why don't you leave it here for everyone to guess?"

Hearing this, the turtle also scratched its head with its claws and said:

"I don't know... maybe I was almost dying at the time, so I could only leave the most critical information."

"The turtle has a point."

At this time, Qingchen opened his mouth and said:

"The Chaos Ancestral Realm, the fog shrouded in the post-white fog era, must be related to the content written above."

"Tomorrow I will take Oogway and go on a trip with Senior Brother Long. Maybe we can gain something, maybe."

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

Now, we can only take one step at a time.

"It's time to eat."

At this time, in the kitchen, Li Fan walked out with two plates of food, followed closely by Yun Xi and Gong Ya.

Immediately, many disciples put aside the turtle riddle, sat around and started eating.

Today's meal is very rich, with many kinds of meat and hard vegetables.

In the small courtyard, there was laughter and laughter.

As night falls, it's late night.

Li Fan and his disciples were already asleep.

The cool evening breeze blew through, and in the empty courtyard, the old hen's voice sounded:

"She followed in her master's footsteps and took that step."

"Behead the white mist body and embark on the gray mist road... She created the Nine Methods. I think she must have succeeded."

"The twelve strong men suppressing the twelve evil corpses...should be the backup she left behind when she left the ancestral world."

The branches of the peach tree drooped lightly and he said:

"Beyond the ancestral realm, there are many curtains. I have noticed many scarlet ghost eyes, watching for countless epochs."

"The disaster she faced in the past was... more difficult than we imagined."

"The four regions and eight deserts form the formation, and the twelve strong men form the city, protecting the Chaos Ancestral Realm and waiting for the master's return."

"If she hadn't prevented that catastrophe back then, and hadn't left a light for the master to return to... maybe the master would have really..."

The old hen was silent for a long time and said:

"When the curtain opens, war may have come..."

Beside the pond, the dragon shadow shook the sky, and a sacred dragon roared:

"My dragon clan... has been preparing for the war for a long time!"

The fighting spirit is shocking!

"Don't yell every time, it makes you look stupid..."

Sister Tao opened her mouth, and there seemed to be some disgust in her words, saying:

"A friendly reminder...Master, they don't have much meat left in the cold box."

The real dragon was startled for a moment, then submerged into the water.

The moonlight is like water, and the small courtyard is quiet.

…

at the same time.

Martial wilderness world.

Somewhere in the Eastern Wasteland, a place with rolling mountains and rivers.

This place is extremely terrifying, exuding a strong forbidden atmosphere. At the entrance to this forbidden land, on a huge stone that reaches the sky, three ancient characters are vaguely written:

"Wu Huangjin!"

——Since ancient times, Wuhuang Forbidden City has been a forbidden area in the Wuhuang Realm.

No one dares to set foot!

However, a month ago, there was a sarcophagus that flew from the sky and landed on the highest peak of Wuhuang Forbidden City.

In Wu Huang Forbidden City, countless Huang slaves were picking up the precious medicines in the forbidden land and sending them to the mountain where the sarcophagus was located.

Under the mountain peak, countless powerful desolate slaves knelt deeply and left immediately.

Then, two girls came down from the mountain peak and took away the forbidden medicine.

"Sister Ling'er, who is that person in the coffin? Why did he give us so many precious medicines?"

One of the girls asked curiously.

Another girl in a long skirt like fire shook her head and said:

"have no idea."

"But you and I don't need to ask any more questions. That person obviously has an old relationship with Senior Li, and he should be so kind to us because of his kindness to those two paintings."

These two girls were clearly Mu Qianning and Huo Ling'er!

——Since the underworld entered the human world, they had been waiting for the small mountain village to appear.

Later, in the Yangjian Divine Realm, they heard the news of the Wild Sky Alliance. On their way there, the heretics were born, and the Yangchu God Emperor and Zu Tiandao failed in their battle with the heretics.

At that time, they were planning to use the White Tiger Emperor's Peak Map given by Senior Li to help Yangchu God Emperor and others, but the sarcophagus was triggered.

The paintings painted by Senior Li were taken away by the being in the coffin, and the two of them, as well as the Yangchu Divine Emperor, were swept to the Chaos Ancestral Realm and appeared in the Wuhuang Forbidden City.

During this time, they have become accustomed to this kind of life.

Guarding around the sarcophagus, the Huang slaves in the Wuhuang Forbidden City would bring many precious medicines for them to practice. At the same time, scriptures would occasionally appear in the coffin for them to study.

"I don't know when I will see Senior Li again, Sister Nanfeng and the others..."

Mu Qianning sighed slightly, her beautiful eyes filled with longing.

They took the elixir and returned to the mountain peak.

The sarcophagus stood on top, and Yang Chu stood silently on the side, about ten steps away, respectfully and solemnly like this every day.

"Senior, I've got the precious medicine back. Please take it quickly."

Mu Qianning spoke to Yangchu.

Yang Chu nodded and said:

"good."

After saying that, he bowed three times and bowed nine times to the sarcophagus. After that, he came over and began to absorb the precious medicine.

——Back then, God Emperor Yangchu was a veteran who followed the ten spirits and others to the Yang Realm. Later, his old friend died. In order to hide in the Yang Realm and protect the pure land and fire, Yang Chu killed himself and killed the cultivators in the realm of chaos. for.

Now, his cultivation has entered chaos again and he is embarking on the path of cultivation again.

He is equivalent to living a second life, and the practice in this life is far more powerful than the previous one.

The three of them were operating the Xuan Gong in silence.

However, at this moment.

Deep in the forbidden area, a voice sounded.

"Haha... You made a bet with me in the past, and I will guard the evil corpse for you until someone comes in the future to show me the way forward... Now that we have entered a time of great change, I am afraid there is no such person as you mentioned in the future. .”

"Even the medicine he left at sea will be occupied and refined by the gray mist creatures."

"he died."

The forbidden area was restless, as if some kind of terrifying existence was about to come out. A big hand reached towards the sarcophagus on the mountain peak.

However, there was only a stream of Qi falling from the sarcophagus.

In an instant, the big hand was crushed!

The terrifying existence underground roared unwillingly and said:

"...Damn it, you're still so strong..."

"For the sake of your big fist, I will wait a few more days!"

"If by that time, no one will come to connect the broken path for me... I will slaughter the entire ancestral world!"

…

Good night.