Chapter 68 What kind of pleasure would that be?

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Nine-leaf xuanyangcao.

It is an extremely rare spiritual plant that contains very domineering spiritual energy. Only monks with natural fire spiritual roots can fully absorb it.

But you can only hold a small leaf in your mouth and absorb it slowly.

Ye Fan's behavior of swallowing three plants in one mouthful is like eating arsenic for a long time.

Three nine-leaf Xuanyang grass exploded instantly in Ye Fan's body, and the sea-like hot spiritual energy spread crazily to his limbs and bones, seeming to want to burn everything.

But it just couldn't burn.

Because Ye Fan has a pure yang body that is extremely strong and yang.

The domineering nature of the Nine-Leaf Xuanyang Grass is nothing compared to a pure Yang body.

Ye Fan greedily devoured and consumed the majestic energy produced by the three nine-leaf Xuanyang grass, but in the blink of an eye, a light ball the size of a fingernail formed in his dantian.

But the light group is very unstable and seems to collapse at any time.

"hiss……"

Ye Fan opened his mouth and swallowed the massive spiritual energy in the formation into his belly like a whale drinking.

"boom!"

All of a sudden.

The color of heaven and earth changes.

A terrifying aura lingered around Ye Fan, but it was accompanied by rejection from heaven and earth.

Yes.

Ye Fan felt that he was being rejected by this world!

as if……

The mysterious Heavenly Dao did not want this golden elixir to be completely formed, and unspeakable huge pressure came over it, as if Mount Tai was pressing down on it.

"puff--"

Ye Fan, who was sitting cross-legged, bent his back suddenly and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

"Boom!"

The dark clouds silently covered the entire Jiangnan area, so dense that they seemed to collapse.

Lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder, swept across the sky, awakening people who were sleeping in their dreams.

The dull wind, the thunder that struck one after another, and the sudden majestic rainstorm all spoke of the anger of heaven and earth.

"Who do you think you are, you dare to block my path of cultivation!"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, straightened his back, looked up at the layers of dark clouds, and roared angrily.

"Golden elixir, make it for me!"

"boom!"

A thunderbolt as thick as a millstone struck Ye Fan directly, carrying the power of destruction.

The two little rabbits in the courtyard were shivering.

The Qingfeng Sword in the air made a clanging sound and stood ready, obviously wanting to protect Ye Fan.

The Dragon Vein Spirit's eyes trembled hard, as if it wanted to open them, but it had not yet fully formed consciousness, and all actions could only rely on instinct.

Instinct tells it.

To help this human being.

It exuded a wisp of breath and enveloped Ye Fan, and the falling thunder and lightning stagnated in mid-air, as if it suddenly lost its target and finally collapsed unwillingly.

The next second.

Thunder like dense drums exploded in the sky, making people's ears numb. Countless zigzag electric lights shuttled through the night, as if looking for the person who violated the way of heaven.

Ye Fan was stunned.

According to the records in the master's classics, in this era of Dharma-ending times, if one wants to condense the golden elixir and escape death, the biggest threat is the natural disaster.

But the catastrophe actually ended?

No, it didn’t break up...

There is just no target to attack.

Ye Fan raised his head as if feeling something, and saw the sluggish dragon spirit in the clouds, whose figure was inexplicably illusory, and he suddenly understood everything.

No time wasted.

Ye Fan began to absorb spiritual energy at an accelerated rate, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of twenty miles covered by the formation quickly gathered around the villa.

Three nine-leaf Xuanyang grass that had survived for nine hundred years, plus a massive amount of spiritual energy that had overdrawn part of the source of the Dragon Vein Spirit, Ye Fan absorbed it for a full six hours...

Until the early morning sun breaks.

The young light group in Ye Fan's body finally stabilized and condensed into a golden elixir the size of an adult's fingernail, exuding bright golden light.

"It's done."

Ye Fan looked excited, surprised and complicated.

If it weren't for the existence of the dragon spirit, breaking through the golden elixir this time would never be so easy. Even if it could be achieved, most of one's life would have to be lost.

Ye Fan closed his eyes.

Feeling the improvement brought by the Golden Core Realm.

With just a spiritual thought, half of Donghai City could be seen, and everything he perceived was so clear.

Ye Fan is confident that now he can lift and hammer a hundred foundation-building peaks. This is from the crushing of the Golden Core Realm.

"boom!"

The calamity clouds that still filled the sky began to boil again.

Tiandao was completely angry. It couldn't believe that the humble ant had condensed into a golden elixir under its nose, and was still releasing its divine thoughts to provoke him!

angry.

The wrath of heaven!

Ye Fan suddenly felt that countless giant mountains were pressing down on him, and the surrounding space was constantly squeezing him, as if they were squeezing him into pulp.

The golden elixir in his dantian was even more trembling, on the verge of collapse.

Ye Fan had just stepped into the golden elixir realm, and before the realm was stable, he felt a sense of crisis that he was going to explode and die.

"This world has no room for golden elixir monks..."

The self-proclaimed method in the master's classics suddenly appeared in Ye Fan's mind. According to the fingerprints of the method, a chain appeared in his body, tightly binding the golden elixir in his body.

Ye Fan's realm aura dropped to the peak of foundation building, as if... he had never broken through to the Golden Core realm.

The calamity clouds and calamity thunder in the sky were once again at a loss because they once again lost their target.

"..."

After a while, the calamity cloud slowly dissipated.

Vaguely, Ye Fan heard an unwilling roar.

This made Ye Fan's eyes dull. The self-proclaimed method passed down by Jade Girl Temple was too powerful, and it could actually hide the law of heaven!

Just tear the chains.

Ye Fan will instantly climb from the peak of foundation building to the early stage of golden elixir.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud. The foundation was built to extend his life for three hundred years, and the golden elixir extended his life for six hundred years. In total, he could live for a thousand years.

"Ye Fan, are you out of your mind? Why are you giggling in the backyard on a rainy day?"

Liu Yiyi's scolding sound came from the balcony on the second floor.

Ye Fan looked up.

Liu Yi, who was wearing a thin nightgown, leaned on the railing, holding her shivering body with her hands. She was obviously blown by the violent wind and rain.

"Yiyi, my golden elixir is ready!"

"...Are you stupid because you got caught in the rain?"

Liu Yiyi stomped her feet coldly: "Oh, I still have the golden elixir. I have become an immortal long ago! Go home quickly and close the doors and windows, so as not to affect this fairy's sleep."

"boom--"

The balcony door was slammed shut.

Ye Fan shook his head, waved to Qingfeng Sword, and ordered: "Go to Kunlun Mountain and inform that silly woman Su Qinghuan. If she is lazy and does not practice, teach her a lesson!"

"Buzz"

Qingfengjian was very dissatisfied and didn't want to go.

"Good boy, I'll catch another dragon spirit back later and let you hug it."

"Whoosh——"

The Qingfeng Sword flew far away in an instant.





Kunlun Mountains.

Jade Girl View.

Su Qinghuan looked towards the east and couldn't help but laugh:

"Which idiot actually condensed the golden elixir in the mortal world? This is the end of the Dharma era of Jedi Heavenly Tong. The peak of foundation building is the upper limit of what Heaven can tolerate. Heaven is not allowed to drop a calamity thunder to kill him? I feel so embarrassed for this idiot. His master is also an idiot, and he doesn’t teach his disciples these common senses.”

"In half a year at most, the evil disciple Ye Fan will be able to condense the golden elixir. At that time, he has only been practicing for less than six years... What a monster, four years faster than me. Master has clearly said that my talent far exceeds that of the ancestors of all generations. , woo woo woo..."

"But according to the sect's rules, it's time to take him to Kunlun Ruins, Penglai Shrine and Qingqiu Demon Mountain."

Su Qinghuan's bright eyes were particularly blurry.

She recalled the scene ten years ago, when the master was still alive, holding the soul-suppressing umbrella and stepping on the Qingfeng Sword, and took her to the three holy places in the world for extortion.

That picture was too overbearing.

So much so that Su Qinghuan dreamed of this scene countless times.

She couldn't wait to lead Ye Fan, a scoundrel, to sweep across the three holy places, extort a huge amount of money, and recreate the cowardice that her master had pretended to be back then.

Under the angry but helpless looks of those well-known and decent monks, they used their mountain-protecting formation to overcome the tribulation, used their heavenly and earthly treasures to practice, and then kidnapped their most beautiful saint to be a maid...

ah.

What a pleasure that would be.

Just thinking about Su Qinghuan made her face turn crimson and her delicate body tremble slightly.

For two thousand years, the disciples of Jade Girl Temple have made breakthroughs like this, and the inheritance has been passed down to me and I cannot stop it.

While Su Qinghuan was dreaming happily, a sharp sword suddenly came and smashed the window she had worked so hard to repair again.