In the depths of Langya Mountain, in a humble valley.
Ye Fan sat cross-legged, with pores open all over his body, vomiting heaven and earth like a kunpeng. The vitality of heaven and earth within a kilometer of a kilometer gathered toward him like a carp from Wanlong.
And the sound of blood flowing in his body is like the rushing Yangtze River, endless and surging.
The mountain and river pen floated in front of him, shining brightly, revealing an ancient, vast, and heavy atmosphere.
However, the pen is still sharp, every stroke is invincible, as if it can tear the sky, even Ye Fan's Heavenly Domineering body does not dare to shake it hard.
Before, Ye Fan had worked so hard to open the seal on the top of Langya Mountain to make this mysterious magic weapon reappear.
After separating from the Seven Kill Demon Lord, he has been cultivating here, hoping to communicate with the spirit of Shanhe pen.
According to Wei Lao, if you want to exert the true power of Shanhe Pen, you must get the approval of Qi Ling.
Everything in heaven and earth has spirit!
Such a mysterious magic weapon, I don't know how powerful it is to personally refine it. In thousands of years, it is not impossible for the magic weapon to produce wisdom and consciousness.
Like Wei Lao’s Nine Dragon Ding, it uses nine dragons as its spirit.
Legend has it that in the world of cultivating immortals, the most top-level tool spirit can even be transformed into a human form for cultivation, and its strength is not inferior to that of the powerful immortal.
However, on earth, possessing the magic weapon of spirit is definitely one in a million, and it is hard to find.
In the valley, Ye Fan had no distractions, and put all his energy on the mountain and river brush.
Between Ye Fan and Qi Ling, there seemed to be an invisible gate separated by an invisible gate, like a copper wall and an iron wall. Without the key, it would be impossible to pass.
What Ye Fan is doing now is equivalent to "knocking the door", constantly using his spiritual knowledge to knock the invisible door.
This process is a bit like "knock on wooden fish" by Buddhist disciples.
It is said that fish often wake up day and night, and Buddhism uses the image of a fish to encourage everyone to be as diligent as a fish in their practice, and even writes "Life and death are big, impermanence is rapid; cherish time, never treat others." ".
And hard work happened to be what Ye Fan was best at.
If hard work is also a talent, then he is definitely a genius.
Although Ye Fan can possess the current realm of strength, it is mainly relying on Wei Lao's magical powers.
However, after all, the exercises are taught by others. If you want to achieve a certain achievement, you must study it tirelessly, and even endure the suffering and pain that ordinary people can't imagine.
Only in the raging fire can real gold be extracted!
If it is an ordinary person, after possessing such strength and status, I am afraid that he would have been fascinated by the material desires in the flower world and indulged in pleasure.
Ye Fan has always maintained a heart of innocence, never forgetting his original goal.
Now, he completely forgot the passage of time, and knocked on the door again and again.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
...
The invisible knocking sound echoed in his spiritual consciousness.
One hundred times, one thousand times, ten thousand times...
In the end, even Ye Fan didn't know how many times he tapped.
If you change someone, I'm afraid he would have given up long ago, but he has shown amazing perseverance, even if it is 100,000 or 1 million times, he will stick to it!
Sometimes, it is not to work hard after seeing hope, but to work hard to see hope.
In the dark, veteran Wei saw all this in his eyes, and secretly said:
"Heaven will give a great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka. He must first suffer from his mind, his muscles and bones, his body hungry, his body is empty, his behavior is chaotic, so he is tempted to endure what he cannot!"
"Xiao Fan, the deity really did not misunderstand you! With such great perseverance, even if it is compared with the supreme arrogance in the world of cultivating immortals, it is not much more than that! Maybe it will not be long before your emergence will make you all The vibration!"
"Boom!"
I don't know how long it took, that invisible door seemed to loosen.
Even the size of his hair made Ye Fan extremely excited.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Ye Fan tapped the door faster and faster.
"Stab! Stab! Stab!"
A burst of cracking sounded, endless.
Finally, the door between him and Qi Ling fell apart and turned into powder.
The next moment, a powerful force, like a huge wave, surrounded Ye Fan's divine consciousness from all directions.
Vast and majestic!
Like a sea like a sea, like a mountain like a mountain!
...
"Huh!"
In the next moment, a dazzling light burst out of Shanhe's brush, and even the sun and the moon could not compete with it.
Immediately afterwards, the Shanhe pen turned automatically without any wind.
Beneath the stroke of the pen, all kinds of patterns floated out, the lofty mountains, ten thousand gully stretches, the Yangtze River, the wanton ocean...
Iron painting with silver hook, and pen walking in Longshe Town Qianshan.
Swipe a few drops of ink, falling paper smoke swallows the sea.
What a picture!
Suddenly, the brush of mountains and rivers turned into a rainbow of light and flew straight to Ye Fan's mountains.
In the dark, Ye Fan felt a sense of blood connection and heart-to-heart connection, as if blending with this mountain and river brush.
He knew that he had knocked on the door tens of thousands of times and finally got the approval of Shanhe Pen Qi Ling.
"boom!"
A prehistoric power came from the brush of mountains and rivers, and it seemed to carry a trace of the power of the origin of the avenue.
Under the guidance of this force, Ye Fan's momentum rose steadily, dominating the mountains and rivers, splitting the yin and yang, watching the world, and arrogant.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan held the pen and brushed his ink.
Take the world as paper, mountains and rivers as ink, and write the sky!
"day!"
"Earth!"
"mysterious!"
"yellow!"
The four big characters are not complicated, but they seem to exhaust his whole body.
The pen is shocking!
For a time, the situation changed color and the mountains and rivers moved!
"Rumble..."
Between the heaven and the earth, there was a drastic fluctuation of vitality.
The violent fluctuations, like a blue dragon rising out of the abyss, roared the sun, moon and stars, and stirred up mountains, rivers and seas.
Then, something incredible happened.
Within a radius of tens of miles, among countless lofty mountains, one after another strong and thick earth veins aura rushed toward the mountains and rivers frantically.
The majestic earth veins gas, although slightly inferior to the Huaxia Guozuo dragon veins of Sheshan True Dragon House, had already been condensed and substantive, and Ye Fan could even see its color with the naked eye.
If there are other warriors present, seeing this scene, I am afraid that they will be terrified, so scared that they will lie on the ground and dare not move.
Most of the martial artist's cultivation is to absorb the vitality scattered between the world and the earth, although it is very thin, there is no risk.
Stealing the power of the earth veins is a magical power that can only be possessed by the legendary supreme power. If ordinary people dare to try, a careless one will go into trouble and be backlashed, with disastrous consequences.
But even if it is a peerless powerhouse, it is already the limit to steal the power of a mountain, how can it be as overbearing as a mountain and river pen?
Ye Fan writes, , orders the mountains and rivers, like a walking between heaven and earth.
At the same time, a great ambition was born in his heart, his eyes scanned the world and laughed:
"Ask the boundless land, who is the one who will rise and fall? There are many romantic figures, it is me!"
"Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, all enter my scorpion!"
...
Although he hasn't really tested the power of Shanhe pen, Ye Fan believes that even if he meets a celestial powerhouse like Qi Hongxuan again, he may not have no chance of winning.
At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: I don't know how much time has passed, it is time to go back!
In the next moment, Ye Fan's figure was like a flash, turning into a flying rainbow, and headed towards the city.
After half an hour, he finally left Langya Mountain and entered the outskirts of Chuzhou City.
And his mobile phone also restored the signal.
"Dididi! Dididi! Dididi!"
At this moment, Ye Fan noticed that the phone vibrated, and took a look. There were hundreds of missed calls, most of which were from Long Tao.
Upon seeing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and he shook his heart. He had an ominous premonition and hurriedly called Long Tao back.
Soon, the call was connected.
"Ye... Shao Ye, is that you?" Long Tao's voice was full of uncontrollable excitement, as if the drowning man saw the straw.
"Yeah! What's wrong, what happened to Hong Yi?" Ye Fan asked.
Long Tao quickly replied: "Ye Shao, seven days ago, Lee Jong Hyuk, the first person in Taekwondo in Korea, broke into the Hong Yi Main Hall, wounded hundreds of brothers, and took away Jin Junxian from the dungeon!"
"Afterwards, Li Zhonghe openly challenged the Chinese martial arts world, and in one day, he bloodied 18 martial arts halls! Countless master masters, all defeated by him, no one can match!"
"More importantly...Miss Xiao Yunrong was also robbed by them! Jin Junxian released a message asking you to find him within seven days, otherwise you will kill Miss Xiao!"
"And today, it's the last day!"
