Chapter 881: Strong, or the strongest (Part 1)

On Tianzhu Peak, the wind and heavy snow raged.
The snow flakes were blowing like a flying knife. If Chen Fan hadn't had a windshield protection, he even doubted whether he could bear it with his own cultivation.
In addition, there is also the wind here, and even its dangerous degree is above the ice and snow.
Chen Fan believes that as long as he escapes the shelter of the wind-shielding bead, the wind may be twisted to pieces in the first place!
It was in such an environment that Chen Fan persisted for several days, and now he is finally on the horizon.
Looking down at the wind, he has surpassed the height of the clouds at this moment, and his whole person is above the sea of ​​clouds, overlooking everything in the lower realm.
Chen Fan's face turned pale and his body was trembling from the extreme coldness because he had climbed in the past few days. If it weren't for his firm mind, I'm afraid he would have thought of giving up long ago.
Slowly adjust his breathing, and another boring climb began.
After another day and night, Chen Fan's feet finally landed on the top of Tianzhu Peak!
In front of him was a relatively flat open space, and there was a cave in the open space. It was obvious that the heritage of Venerable Tatian was in the cave.
In order to prevent accidents from happening, Chen Fan summoned the sword of life and death to his side and walked into the cave. The temperature inside was different from the outside, which gave him a warm feeling.
And there is night pearl lighting in the cave.
Going deeper, it didn't take long for Chen Fan to enter a stone room. The surrounding furnishings are so simple that they have almost no characteristics other than the simple shape.
I saw a brocade box on a stone platform.
A thick layer of dust has fallen on the box, I don't know how long it has existed.
Chen Fan ignored the brocade box for the time being, but turned his eyes to a stone monument not far away.
There is a line of text carved on the stone tablet, and it seems that the handwriting is exactly the same as the handwriting under the statue in the Temple of Tatian, obviously by the same person.
"The old man stays in his life, and there is nothing left when sitting and transforming. The strongest way to spare is reserved for those who are destined for future generations. If people are grateful later, they only need a pot of spirits to respect the old man!"
In a short sentence, the endless years of vicissitudes, although Venerable Tatian didn't mention a word of his own life and past, but between the lines, it is still difficult to conceal that incomparable domineering.
The strongest way to spare, in this world, who would dare to call it the strongest?
Chen Fan rummaged through the storage bag and finally found the pot of Baiguo wine that Hu Dingqiu had given him. He bowed his fist at the stone tablet and poured all the drinks on the ground.
"Pattern."
Hearing a crisp sound, the brocade box on the stone platform opened automatically, and bursts of black smoke floated out of it, slowly dissipating.
At the same time, Chen Fan clearly smelled an extremely pungent stench, and it was obvious that the black smoke was highly toxic.
Thinking of this, Chen Fan couldn't help but chuckle secretly, this Venerable Stepping on the sky really has a weird temper.
Obviously, he left his cave mansion during his lifetime, but he hid the most important map in a place that ordinary people would not find.
And even if you find the map, if you didn't follow the instructions of Venerable Tatian, if you didn't offer a pot of spirits, and you couldn't wait to open the brocade box, you might start the ban as soon as possible, causing you to be poisoned and smoked.
I have to say that he is really a lover of personality, which is in line with the arrogance and domineering that he named himself after the word Tatian.
With a free and easy smile, Chen Fan walked to the opened brocade box and looked inside. An equally simple jade slip came into view.
After holding the jade slip in his hand and playing with it for a while, Chen Fan plunged his spiritual power into it. In an instant, the smile on his face solidified, with an unparalleled sense of shock!