We agreed to go to Taishan Sect and you will pull the coffin for me.

Chapter 8: First Battle, Qing Emperor's Tomb

Lu Heng didn't waste any words and took action directly. Elder Han, who was at the Divine Bridge Realm behind Han Feiyu, was about to die and had long been eyeing Ye Fan. He wanted to use his holy body to refine medicine to prolong his life, but he was not a good person.

He practiced for four months, inhaling and exhaling essence, drawing in purple clouds, and refining hundreds of herbs. His abdomen was glowing brightly, and the sea of ​​suffering was already half the size of a fist, approaching its peak. The overflowing purple cloud power was no longer thin, but like a lingering purple mist.

Buzz!
He just pointed his finger and controlled the mysterious method. Nine brilliant divine patterns of the Sea of ​​Bitterness were activated and shot out, sweeping across the sea like nine purple rainbows.

"what?!"

The four young men were horrified. They thought they were just bullying an eleven or twelve year old kid who had just started learning, but they ended up encountering a master who had achieved great success in the sea of ​​suffering.

Puff, puff!
In just a moment, the four of them had no time to mobilize their divine runes to resist before they were pierced through their bodies by the purple threads. Several of them fell in a pool of blood wailing, fainted, and were seriously injured.

When Lu Heng attacked, he was decisive and ruthless, which was frightening.

Han Feiyu was shocked, and hurriedly activated the magic weapon [Green Wood Seal] given by his grandfather in Lunhai. The bitter sea was shining brightly, and the green light shot up into the sky. It was obvious that the bitter sea had reached great success, which was quite good for his age.

A small wooden seal rushed out, square, less than an inch long, flowing with emerald green light, expanding in the wind, and turning into the size of a green palace. Green mist was filled in the air, as if clouds were surging, and a heavy pressure was revealed, pressing towards the three people.

Seeing this, Lu Heng's mouth twitched. Damn, this is the fighting power of the Bitter Sea monk.

Although the magic weapon has contributed to this, it is too exaggerated to manifest a palace and collapse it at any time. This kind of destructive power is called street-breaking level, right?

He didn't dare to take it head-on, and dodged quickly, his figure was ghostly and his speed was incredible.

However, something even more exaggerated happened. Ye Fan stepped forward, with a nimble body and the strength of a dragon and an elephant. He held up the sky with both hands and resisted the Qingmu Seal that was as big as a hill.

Rumble!
The powerful pressure caused the area of ​​several acres to sink three inches, but it could not collapse any further.

Lu Heng realized that he really could not beat Ye Fan who had not practiced yet. After the other party obtained the method of attracting Zixia, he became more terrifying than those in the same period.

After Ye Fan withstood the Qingmu Seal, he took the opportunity to attack. Nine purple rainbows changed as he wished, like purple flying swords, attacking Han Feiyu.

Han Feiyu was horrified. After controlling the magic weapon, he had no energy left to use the "divine pattern". Just when he was about to draw out the Qingmu Seal, he found that he was blasted away by Ye Fan's violent punch.

With a "whoosh", his limbs and torso were pierced through in an instant, and he was seriously injured and fell into coma.

Snap! The palace-sized green seal in the air lost its divine power and quickly shrank. Its light dimmed and it turned into a square green wooden seal that fell down.

The clever little Pangbo picked it up and exclaimed, "Is this little seal so powerful?"

This was what he imagined a monk to look like.

Not only that, Ye Fan also picked up all the Hundred Herb Liquids collected by Han Feiyu, a total of sixty-six bottles, all of which were benefits for the sect for those young cultivators. The three of them accepted them with a smile, which was equivalent to buying up all the disciple resources of the entire sect for three months.

Originally, Han Feiyu was evenly matched with Ye Fan and the other two, and was able to escape unscathed. But now, facing the enhanced trio, he has completely become a treasure-delivering boy.

Buzz!
Two rainbow lights flew in the sky. They were the two senior brothers and sisters who had already been promoted to the Life Spring and could fly on rainbows. They felt a headache when they saw this scene. On one side was the elder's grandson, and on the other side was the sect's immortal seedling.

However, Xian Miao's status is obviously higher, and with Elder Wu's support, he can only gloss over it.
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Lu Heng and his two companions returned with great success and went back to their thatched cottage to digest their gains.

Pangbo threw the Qingmu Seal to him and said nonchalantly: "This is for you. It can exert the greatest power."

And Lu Heng also accepted it. There was no need for the three of them to be too formal. This Qingmu Seal was only refined by the monks of Shenqiao, and it was not even the main magic weapon that they had put the most effort into, but it was better than nothing, and it was of great help in the realm of Bitter Sea and Life Spring.

In addition, he saw that Ye Fan was at a critical point, and said: "If you refine half of these sixty-six bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid, you will definitely be able to open up the Sea of ​​Bitterness."

He and Pangbo both have average physiques, are not very dependent on resource consumption, and have limited capacity, so they simply cannot refine all of this Hundred Herb Liquid.

Next, Lu Heng spent three days refining six bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid. The light at the wheel sea location began to bloom, extremely bright and brilliant. His body surface was covered with a purple mist-like divine power, and his cultivation completely reached the peak of the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

The purple wheel under the abdomen was half the size of a fist, and it was accompanied by a surge of powerful life energy, causing a faint pain.

Lu Heng realized that he had reached his limit. If he continued to refine, it would pierce through the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Pang Bo, who was also refining the Hundred Herb Liquid, was slightly better than him. It took him seven bottles to reach the limit. The Sea of ​​Bitterness grew larger and also gave rise to divine patterns.

Immediately, Ye Fan began to refine the remaining Hundred Herb Liquid. He refined seven bottles on the first day, thirteen bottles on the second day, and twenty bottles on the third day...

Pang Bo was terrified, fearing that Ye Fan would explode. "No, I have a strange feeling now."

Ye Fan was in good condition, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, guiding the wheel of life.

Boom! Crash!

Finally, a huge roar resounded from the thatched hut, as if the world was created, accompanied by bursts of deafening tsunamis.

I saw endless rays of light bursting out from Ye Fan's abdomen, golden and sacred, and the sea of ​​suffering directly manifested to the outside world, forming a large golden ocean, layer upon layer, with waves crashing against the shore, sweeping across the sky, lightning and thunder, and dancing.

A golden sea of ​​suffering the size of a sesame seed was opened up, full of vitality and divine power. Divine brilliance blossomed in the sea of ​​suffering, as if an eternal magic lamp was frozen there.

Lu Heng and Pang Bo were submerged by the golden waves. The chakras in their bodies were greatly suppressed. It was as if they had come to the coast and were facing a vast and undulating ocean.

"The tsunami is like thunder, and the waves are huge..."

This is the Holy Body. He was filled with emotion. He felt that his own talent was far from enough. Physical body, visions, and divine arts were secondary. This excess capacity that accepted all comers was the key. The more resources it consumed, the more it grew.

However, Lu Heng is very open-minded. Coming to the world of Zhutian, being alive is success, and opening up the sea of ​​suffering is success. From this point of view, he has already won a lot. Anyway, it is the bottom, and no matter how far he goes, it is uphill.

Ye Fan was not particularly excited after waking up, but was thinking for a long time and said: "I want to leave Lingxu Cave Heaven."

Pangbo was puzzled. "Why?"

Ye Fan said patiently: "The Holy Body cannot be cultivated, but I violate common sense. I am afraid that it will cause a big wave, and some forces with ulterior motives will capture me for research, such as that immortal Elder Han."

"In addition, Saint Body cultivation requires a vast amount of resources. Opening up the Sea of ​​Bitterness requires more than fifty bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid, and each step forward requires ten times as many resources. Ordinary holy places simply cannot afford it, nor are they willing to support it."

"I support it." Lu Heng interrupted and said meaningfully: "These two reasons are nothing. The key is the Yaoguang Holy Land behind Lingxu Cave Heaven."

The two men's expressions changed slightly, and they asked, "What do you mean, Brother Lu?"

"The hidden veins of the Yaoguang Holy Land cultivate an imperial scripture called [Demon Art of Devouring the Sky], which was created by the ruthless emperor. It can devour all kinds of physical qualities to achieve one's own goals. Your holy body has been exposed and reported by the head of Lingxu. Isn't it just a living ginseng?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan and the other man changed color. This kind of magic power was too terrifying. They felt a strong sense of uneasiness in their hearts. They even glanced at Lu Heng, who seemed to know too many secrets.

Pangbo immediately said, "We'll leave tonight!"

"No hurry." Lu Heng said calmly, "Let me ask Elder Wu."

A few days later, the three learned that at the request of the sect, Elder Wu would bring some disciples to the primitive ruins outside the mountain gate to train.

Lu Heng complained in his heart, here it comes, the famous scene from "The Great Ruler", the tomb of the Green Emperor deep in the ruins is about to revive.

That year, a group of powerful immortals wanted to dig up the emperor's tomb.

Little did you know that before you group of powerful beings arrived, the Taoist masters of the six caves and heavens had already been planning to dig up the emperor's tomb.

Ye Fan and his companion wanted to go out with the team, so they took the opportunity to leave under Wu Qingfeng's care.

Only Lu Heng did not participate, but stayed quietly in Lingxu Cave to practice. This was because the trip was very dangerous. The aftermath of the fight between the masters of Lunhai Dao Palace could kill him, not to mention the powerful people from the Holy Land families who would come later.

The Heart of the Green Emperor and the Great Emperor's Weapons that will soon be produced from the Green Emperor's Tomb are unimaginable creations.

Unfortunately, it was not something he could take away. The Green Emperor was not dead yet, and was evolving the fairyland in the Fairy Tower in the cemetery. He noticed that the tribesmen outside were in a desperate situation, so he specially gave them two treasures to protect them.

He is not like Ye Fan and Pang Bo, who are people of great luck. Not only is he fine, he also gets great opportunities.

The former obtained the complete Wheel Sea Scroll of the Taoist Scripture and the fragments of the immortal weapon Chengxian Ding; the latter was possessed by the nineteenth generation grandson of the Green Emperor, who trained him with a powerful force and tapped into the bloodline of the demon god, thus obtaining a complete set of Green Emperor Scriptures.

Lu Heng was afraid of becoming cannon fodder if he went there.

If other people's painting style is about geniuses competing for supremacy, then his is just a mortal cultivating immortality.

(End of this chapter)