Chapter 110 Entering the Ancient Forbidden Land

After chatting with Zhang Wenchang, Ye Fan arranged for Zixia and Xiao Nannan to rest temporarily in Zhang Wenchang's dilapidated tavern. He turned into a swift stream of light, rushed out of the prosperous Yandu, and flew straight to the outskirts of the ancient forbidden area to explore the way.

During the time when Ye Fan was away, Zixia and Zhang Wenchang got along very well. She heard many stories about Ye Fan's college days, and the little girl occasionally inserted a few childish words, which brought laughter to Zhang Wenchang, who was originally a little melancholy.

When Zhang Wenchang learned about Xiao Nannan's experience, he felt compassion in his heart, as if he saw his own child whom he had never met. In order to comfort Xiao Nannan, he personally cooked and prepared a sumptuous meal. Zixia and Xiao Nannan sat around the dining table, enjoying this rare leisure time.

Not long after, Ye Fan returned to the tavern. His face was a little solemn, and it was obvious that he had encountered a lot of trouble while exploring the ancient forbidden land.

"What's wrong? Are things not going well?" Zhang Wenchang asked with concern.

"Well, the power of the curse in the ancient forbidden land is much stronger than I imagined." Ye Fan sighed and frowned.

"When we come to this world, we sometimes have no choice about what we experience and can only give it a try." Chatting with little Nannan activated Zhang Wenchang's confidence in life, and he actually spoke out to comfort Ye Fan.

Zixia also spoke up: "I have consulted a lot of ancient books in the Jiang family, and also saw the report of the last time you entered the ancient forbidden land. It should be that when the Nine Dragons pulled the coffin to land, a lot of the power of the curse was neutralized. Perhaps now is the normal level of the ancient forbidden land."

"Don't worry, Zixia, I will definitely be able to collect the magic medicine for you! I already have a way!" Ye Fan's tone was extremely firm. He closed his eyes again and devoted a full half month of hard work. During this long time, he exhausted all his energy and skillfully refined the nine ancient characters in the "Taoism Scripture" that contained the mysteries of heaven and earth into two pieces of stone clothes.

These nine ancient characters are the innate patterns of the great emperor. They have the peerless magical powers of suppressing oneself, achieving eternity, freezing the years, and exploring the mysteries of heaven and earth. Their power is endless.

Ye Fan spent more than ten days, and his body and mind were almost exhausted, and finally he combined the nine ancient characters with the thousands of source sky veins in the stone clothes.

However, it has been a month since Zixia and Ye Fan left the city of gods. Time flies, and Ye Fan's anxiety grows day by day. In contrast, Zixia seems unusually calm, eating and sleeping as usual, as if she is not the one who will pass away in two months.

At this time, a shocking news came from the Northern Territory. The various holy places invited monks from all over the world to jointly explore an ancient temple in the Taichu Forbidden Zone. This news immediately caused a sensation among the people. They speculated that the various holy places must have discovered some shocking secrets, so they took such a risk to join forces to attack the Taichu Forbidden Zone.

The land was in a commotion, people were talking about it, however, some perceptive cultivators had already seen that all this was not groundless. Looking back to a year ago, melodious music was heard in the Taichu Forbidden Zone, and some people even witnessed the wonder of flying fairies. This shocking scene caused an uproar in the cultivation world of the Northern Territory, but was then quietly suppressed. Since then, the Northern Territory has become a gathering place for the world's affairs. Whether it is young cultivators or top figures from major sects, they have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to come to the north. Now, this incident has finally been made public, foreshadowing the coming storm of attack.

"It's time to go in and collect herbs! I'll leave my little girl in your hands, Zhang Wenchang!"

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The next day, the morning glow bloomed, the morning light gently sprinkled, the morning dew on the green leaves flickered in the dim light, reflecting the colorful seven colors. Zixia and Ye Fan walked side by side into the vast 800-mile primitive old forest, aiming directly at the ancient forbidden land.

Along the way, the two did not encounter any cultivators. The Jiang Family, the Guhua Divine Dynasty, and the Zifu Holy Land worked together to direct Beidou's attention to the Taichu Ancient Mine, making this forbidden area even more lonely and mysterious.

They carefully avoided areas where rare and exotic beasts might lurk, and after many hardships, they finally arrived at the edge of the forbidden zone of life.

The forest in front of me was so quiet that it seemed as if time had stopped. There was no sound, no trace of birds or animals, and even ants and insects had disappeared. It was as if I had stepped into a forgotten corner, the end of the world.

Zixia and Ye Fan put on their stone clothes and the protective armor of ancient sages. Zixia held the True Dragon Immortal Elixir Fruit in her hand and her little girl's colorful stone in her bra. Ye Fan also held the Kirin Magic Medicine Seed in his palm, just in case.

The stone robes were attached to their bodies, covering their bodies, and blessed by the holy robes, making them invulnerable to all kinds of attacks. The two were armed to the teeth.

"tread!"

Zixia finally stepped one foot into the restricted area, and a heart-pounding breath instantly rushed towards her.

Is this... Huang's power?

At this moment, Zixia realized that the vitality of her life spring had greatly weakened, but it had not completely dried up and was still flowing slightly. Although the black and white sea of ​​suffering was slightly dim, it showed no signs of drying up.

However, her Taoist injuries worsened rapidly at this moment, and the source of her life seemed precarious due to the lack of support from her physical and divine power.

Fortunately, the mistake that occurred during the previous refining of the weapon turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Her body was nourished by Kunpeng's essence and blood, and she displayed extraordinary supernatural powers.

Despite this, blood still flowed from the corners of Zixia's mouth. Fortunately, the holy clothes on her body had spirituality and stabilized her body in time.

"Are you okay?" Ye Fan asked with concern.

Zixia shook her head slightly, with a bitter smile on her lips: "I can still hold on, but I don't think I will live for many days!"

Ye Fan knew the situation was serious. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "It was just like this the last time I walked to the Nine Sacred Mountains. Now I've just taken a step inside and I've been attacked like this. It will be even more difficult in a while. Tell me if you can't hold on! I'll carry you!"

The two continued to move forward. According to Ye Fan's estimation, they had only walked one tenth of the distance.

At this moment Zixia felt that she had completely become a mortal. The wheel sea was almost dried up, the Taoist palace fell into darkness, the four poles were imprisoned, and the power to transform into a dragon was no longer apparent.

"I can't walk anymore." Zixia finally spoke frankly.

"It's okay, I'll carry you." Ye Fan said without hesitation. His divine power did not disappear, but was sealed in his body, but the flesh of the holy body was extremely strong, and the golden blood was still boiling, ready to burst out of the body at any time. This was exactly the reason why Ye Fan dared to go deep into the forbidden area.

Ye Fan carried Zixia on his back and moved forward quickly. After a while, he had traveled more than ten miles. However, he gradually became aware of something unusual. The invisible power of time penetrated through the layers of protection of the stone clothes and the holy clothes.

Even the peerless stone robe could not completely resist, Ye Fan felt his cultivation being ruthlessly cut away until there was nothing left. He was awed in his heart, his face suddenly changed, and he realized that Zixia's situation was even more critical.

"Not good! Zixia can't bear such power!" Ye Fan whispered anxiously, and immediately activated the source of the sky pattern on the two people's stone clothes. Thousands of divine patterns instantly glowed, wrapping them tightly and forming a solid barrier.

"Zixia, how do you feel?" Ye Fan asked with concern.

Zixia's voice was weak and powerless: "I feel very bad, my hair has turned white... Heavenly Emperor, my life is in your hands!"

Ye Fan looked up at the sky, knowing that although he could escape unscathed, Zixia was in danger. There was no way out at this moment, and he could not give up Zixia, just like Zixia did not give up on him when he was overcoming the heavenly tribulation before.

Inside the forbidden area, ancient trees towered into the sky, their branches like giants' palms, almost flush with the mountain. Old vines as thick as water tanks, like real dragons, winding from the foot of the mountain to the top, vigorous and powerful.

Along the way, the two saw countless spiritual medicines, all of which were rare and extremely old. However, Ye Fan had no time to pick them, because he knew that every minute and every second was Zixia's life, and he dared not delay for a moment. After going 50 miles deep into the forbidden area, the source of the sky veins in the stone clothes began to break, and at this moment, it was unable to support. Thousands of veins broke in the blink of an eye, and it was about to disappear completely.

"Zixia, quickly practice the Taoist Sutra!" Ye Fan shouted anxiously.

The two of them practiced Taoist scriptures and nine ancient characters slowly emerged on the stone clothes. They seemed to carry endless mysteries, which were used to suppress themselves, achieve eternal perseverance, and fight against the power of time.

These nine characters are worthy of being the patterns left by the Great Emperor Xiantian. They successfully blocked the invasion of time, allowing the two to temporarily breathe and their lives are no longer ruthlessly deprived.

However, after all, they are the ancient characters of the Great Emperor. Although they can carve them, their realm is low. How can they possibly comprehend the ultimate secret?

When they had walked forward sixty miles, the nine ancient characters began to gradually become faint, and along with the source sky patterns, they were gradually erased by the power of time and were about to disappear from sight.

"It's only sixty miles, but it's countless times more difficult than the last challenge I encountered!" Ye Fan's heart was pounding, realizing that if this continued, not only would Zixia's life be in danger, but he himself would have no way of survival.

In the ancient forbidden land ahead, the aura of desolation becomes increasingly strong and is filled with unknown dangers.

"Zixia, start absorbing the True Dragon Immortality Elixir Fruit now!" Ye Fan commanded decisively.

"Okay!" Her voice became weaker, which made Ye Fan feel extremely distressed.

As they continued to walk another twenty miles, the two men's sage armors also lost their original power. The Dao patterns contained in the armors were stripped away by the power of time, and the Dao and principles, techniques and laws in them all dissipated, leaving only the tenacity that barely maintained itself.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and ran desperately, crossing towering mountains. When he rushed to the 90th mile, his body was already old and worn, as if he had experienced hundreds of years of baptism. At this moment, the nine ancient characters and the source of the sky pattern on the stone clothes that were originally shining also disappeared, losing the last protection.

"Let's fight!" Ye Fan growled, took out the Qilin seed, held it in his hand, absorbed its essence while running wildly, using the elixir of immortality to prolong his life and attack the last leg of the journey.

The last ten miles to the nine sacred mountains, every step seemed extremely difficult.

Ye Fan, despite having the magic medicine to prolong his life, gradually aged under the erosion of endless years. Zixia's Dao injury became more and more serious, and the emotions she had suppressed many times before rose again at this moment. Feeling the unique aura emanating from Ye Fan, she was filled with indescribable emotions. If her body had not been severely eroded by the years, she would probably have lost control of herself and made a move on Ye Fan.

Finally, they rushed out a distance of more than a hundred miles, and Ye Fan finally saw nine towering holy mountains. At this moment, his consciousness was a little fuzzy, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted, running step by step to the foot of the mountain.

When he finally reached the foot of the mountain and wanted to ask about Zixia's condition, a piercing chill suddenly hit him. He looked up and saw several figures standing on the top of the holy mountain, standing side by side like statues, with eyes as cold as ice, piercing people's hearts. This sudden scene made Ye Fan's back cold, and the chill penetrated his heart.

Although Zixia was already confused, she managed to keep the last bit of consciousness. She also saw those figures on the mountain. Some of their hair was as white as snow, and some was as black as a waterfall. It fluttered in the mountain wind, which looked very strange. Their eyes were extremely cold, without any emotional fluctuations, as if they looked at everything in the world as ants.

"Is this the legendary slave of Huang?" Zixia said weakly, "Ye Fan, the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin can suppress the power of Huang. Perhaps we can use it to escape." After saying that, she finally couldn't bear the powerful momentum and fainted.

If it weren't for the colorful stone on her chest that emitted a soft divine glow at the critical moment and stabilized Zixia's life source, she would probably have died under this pressure.

Silently, a woman suddenly appeared beside those slaves.

She was dressed in white, dancing gently in the mountain breeze, like a fairy from Guanghan Palace about to fly away on the wind. Her otherworldly temperament was impossible to look directly at.

"Saintess Tianxuan!" Ye Fan's heart trembled, and he secretly said, "What bad luck, I ran into an old acquaintance!"

"Does God really want to kill us?" Ye Fan sighed. He tried his best and took Zixia through hardships and finally got close to the holy mountain. However, he never expected to encounter these shocking slaves at the critical moment. How could he fight against them?

At this moment, he looked extremely old. Although the stone clothes and holy robes on his body had not yet been broken, they could no longer withstand the ruthless erosion of time.

The Qilin Seed had already withered, and Ye Fan extracted endless life essence to sustain him from death, but it couldn't last long.

The magical medicine seeds and his physical body were his biggest trump cards. He had managed to reach the Holy Mountain, but now such a change had happened.

"brush"

A figure floated down from the holy mountain like a ghost without touching the ground, and headed straight towards Ye Fan and the others. The hairs on his body stood up and a terrible aura rushed towards him.

"Buzz!"

At the critical moment, the golden blood of the holy body boiled. Even though the body was aging, it still possessed endless potential, as if it had a natural power to resist the wilderness.

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, forced himself to cheer up, and rushed to another holy mountain with Zixia on his back. He did not choose to leave, because even if he did, he would have died of old age and turned into ashes before leaving the forbidden area. Therefore, he had no choice but to run away and find the coffin to have a chance of survival.

This is a middle-aged man with snow-white hair, a heroic figure, and an air of "who else but me?" who can look down on the world with awe. I think he must have been an earth-shaking figure in the past.

He blocked Ye Fan's way almost in the blink of an eye, but did not take any action. He stared at his wheel sea without blinking.

This middle-aged man was majestic and seemed to be able to dominate the world. He walked forward calmly, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on Ye Fan, wanting to crush him.

Facing this huge pressure, Ye Fan shouted loudly, and golden blood rushed out of his body like a blazing flame, rapidly flowing around him and Zixia. The potential of the Immortal Saint Body in his body surged, competing with the terrifying pressure.

At the same time, he looked solemn and recited a strange scripture. This scripture resounded through the heavens and the earth, like thunder descending to the earth, shaking the surrounding ancient trees and making leaves fly. This was an ancient scripture of hundreds of words that he had obtained from the bronze coffin, and it was his last trump card that he could actively use.

From the past to now, he has never understood that when he roared at this moment, it did not turn into sound, but was just a wave.

This scripture does not exist in the world. No matter whether it is written or chanted, it cannot be revealed, and outsiders cannot know it.

Suddenly, the same scripture was heard from the hillside not far away, even louder than his, overwhelming the heaven and earth, as if explaining the great truth.

"God bless you! Zixia bless you!" Ye Fan saw hope.

(End of this chapter)