Chapter 111 Bathing in the Holy Spring
"God bless! Zixia bless!" Ye Fan's eyes were shining with hope. He carried Zixia on his back without hesitation and rushed to the depths of the mountainside. At this moment, the only thing on his mind was the mysterious bronze coffin. As for the white-haired man chasing him, he had no time to care about it.

In the ancient dense forest halfway up the mountain, a huge bronze coffin lies quietly there. It has gone through the vicissitudes of time and seems to carry the secrets of ancient times.

The bronze coffin tilted, and the lid slid to the side. Ye Fan sprinted with all his strength and finally came close to the ancient coffin. He jumped in without hesitation and lay inside, panting.

There was no power of Huang in the coffin, and time could not continue to deprive him of his life. Ye Fan knew that he had made the right bet. The hundreds of words of ancient scriptures activated the ancient coffin.

Before entering the ancient forbidden land, he made various speculations. Since even Huang was afraid of the ancient coffin and pushed it out of the abyss, then it must not be afraid of that breath.

At the critical moment of life and death, his and Zixia's judgment was correct. Ye Fan responded to the heavenly sound of the ancient coffin and entered this place, allowing him to escape.

"Zixia, Zixia, wake up! We are safe!"

However, Ye Fan did not get a response from Zixia, and his heart tightened, and he quickly took off Zixia's saintly battle clothes and stone clothes. The scene in front of him made him distressed-Zixia had fainted, her face was old, there was blood at the corners of her mouth, and there were spots on her clothes.

Ye Fan gently pressed Zixia's chest with trembling hands, carefully checking her breath. Fortunately, Zixia was still alive, which made him feel relieved. Then, he noticed the colorful little stones flowing in Zixia's bra, and from time to time a ray of colorful light sank into her body.

"Little Nannan..." Ye Fan's mind flashed with the image of the little girl of unknown origin who was lovable. He took out the colorful stone that the little girl had given him. This stone was much bigger than Zixia's. He put it in his palm and absorbed the essence from it as if it were a magic medicine.

With a "swish" sound, a beam of seven-colored light instantly sank into Ye Fan's body. He felt a pure life force flowing through his body, and he felt relaxed and comfortable, as if he had gained a lot of strength.

"What kind of stone is this?" Ye Fan was filled with shock and curiosity. He had never seen such a magical thing that could contain such pure life energy.

He did not dare to delay, and immediately pressed the small stone with his palm, pressing it on Zixia's sea of ​​suffering. One after another, colorful lights rushed into Zixia's body.

Gradually, Zixia's originally old face began to become full and her complexion was no longer ugly. However, her brows were still tightly knitted, as if she was having a heavy dream.

Ye Fan was not wrong in his guess. Zixia was indeed dreaming at this moment. She was deeply immersed in her own spiritual world, with many inner demons.

In her dreams, she sometimes made love with Ye Fan, sometimes with An Miaoyi, and even had a strange scene of herself sweating all over. Zixia was trapped in this chaotic thought, and kept reciting the Tao Te Ching to fight against the whispers of the inner demon.

Finally, through the quietness and inaction of the Tao Te Ching, Zixia's state of mind gradually calmed down. However, she had not completely left this spiritual world, and her inner demons were only temporarily suppressed. At this time, she remembered another supreme inheritance of the Way of Human Desire - The Great Record of Forgetting Love. This was an ancient scripture that her father Jiang Hengyu accidentally found in ancient monuments. It was the first half of this ancient scripture that made him realize the Six Desires Heavenly Skills.

Zixia once asked Jiang Hengyu, since the first half can be cultivated to the Quasi-Emperor Realm, why didn't his father practice the second half? Jiang Hengyu explained that the second half was contrary to his temperament, and forcing it to practice would only backfire. Besides, that was the way of the predecessors, and he wanted to walk out a path of his own.

But at this moment, Zixia wanted to get rid of the entanglement of the inner demon as soon as possible, and decided to try the mental method of "Taishang Wangqing Lu". "Taishang Wangqing" focuses on going from extreme love to no love, and the end of love gives birth to the law. It might have miraculous effects.

She took a deep breath and began to recite the mental method silently: "The mind is clear and the body is light. Leave behind the three thousand calamities of the mortal world. Keep calm and put away distracting thoughts. Hold on to the origin and keep oneness to get rid of the inner demons..." As the mental method was circulated, a strange flow surged in Zixia's body, as if an invisible force was born, helping her to dispel the inner demons and calm her mind.

Just as Zixia was concentrating on practicing "The Great Record of Forgetting Love", an inexplicable sound of Tao suddenly rang in her ears. At first, the sound was as subtle as a mosquito's buzz, but in a flash, it became louder and louder, like thunder and lightning, directly interrupting her practice.

"The way of heaven is to reduce the surplus and make up for the deficiency..." The voice began with a famous quote from Taoist classics, but what followed was a profound ancient scripture that Zixia had never heard of. Its profundity was far beyond her understanding.

The sound of the great Dao was as deep as the ocean. Every word that rang out was like a landslide or tsunami, shaking Zixia's mind and echoing between heaven and earth.

Zixia suddenly woke up and sat up. In addition to the usual clarity in her eyes, there was also an indescribable ruthlessness. She looked around and found that Ye Fan was trying his best to squeeze the Qilin Immortal Elixir and urging two colorful stones to prolong her life.

When she looked down, she was speechless. She was actually sitting on an ancient bronze coffin! The vast sound of the avenue just now came from this ancient coffin.

"Zixia, you finally woke up!" Ye Fan shouted excitedly.

"You are so funny! I'm not dead yet, and you put me in the coffin?" Zixia seemed to have thought of something while joking, and immediately asked in a cold voice: "How did my colorful stone end up in your hands?"

Ye Fan hurriedly explained, "The situation is urgent, and we really have no choice." He stopped squeezing the Qilin Immortal Medicine seeds and immediately changed the subject. He looked at the purple Qilin in his hand, which was not even as big as a baby's fist. It looked dull and almost shriveled. Ye Fan said distressedly, "Don't let it wither. This immortal medicine is unique in the world. Once lost, it will never appear again."

"How does mine compare to Yao Xi's? You shameless little thief!" Zixia did not delve into Ye Fan's issues, but instead giggled.

Ye Fan smiled awkwardly and explained: "Haha, it was just a misunderstanding! I was just trying to protect myself at the time."

Zixia smiled lightly, and stopped pursuing the matter. She asked, "Where are those people just now?"

Ye Fan looked outside. There was silence between heaven and earth. There was no sign of the white-haired man or the other people. He replied, "Are you talking about Huang Nu and the others? This ancient coffin seems to have a restraining effect on them. They have already retreated."

Zixia completely relaxed and began to fully concentrate on comprehending the divine sound coming from the bronze coffin. This divine sound was not lengthy, but rather concise, with only a few hundred words in total, but it contained the ancient charm of simplicity, the end of prosperity, and the return to nature.

The heavenly sound of Huang Zhong Da Lu echoed in Zixia's ears again and again. Every word stirred her heart like shaking mountains and rivers, and then returned to silence like the bright moon on the sea. Hundreds of ancient characters had been clearly engraved in her heart, but the divine sound continued to echo in her ears.

"By the way, we all have to thank Xiao Nannan. Without her little stone, we would all be dead." Ye Fan suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

Zixia stood up slowly and regained some strength. She looked at Ye Fan and said firmly, "Indeed, without Xiao Nannan's help, we may not be able to survive this disaster. So, what should we do next?"

Ye Fan said anxiously: "We must leave this place immediately, there is no time to delay. Zixia, your life span has dried up, and you are only barely staying alive with the help of the Qilin seeds and the seven-colored stones. That terrible Dao injury may take your life at any time, we must pick the divine fruit as soon as possible to heal you."

On the majestic holy mountain, the traces of the wild slaves have completely disappeared, as if they have retreated back into the darkness of the ancient abyss, leaving only desolation and loneliness.

It seemed that only Ye Fan and Zixia existed in this world. They could not feel any fluctuations of life, as if they had come to the end of the world. If they were not in a life-or-death situation, it would still be very beautiful. Ye Fan gritted his teeth, holding a small colorful stone, carrying Zixia on his back, and resolutely rushed up the mountain. Although this place could give them a moment of peace, staying here for a long time would be tantamount to chronic suicide.

However, just as they were not far from the bronze coffin, a force of wildness swept over like a hurricane, like scraping bones and cutting flesh. The severe pain made Zixia groan, and she instantly became listless. Her hair turned white, and the scars on her avenue worsened.

Seeing this, Ye Fan hurriedly held the two small stones in his hands, and colorful light overflowed, covering them in a hazy and colorful light. He was surprised to find that the small stones actually blocked the erosion of time and resisted the breath of the wilderness. Although his life was still passing, the speed was much slower than before.

"So that's it..." Ye Fan understood instantly. No wonder Xiao Nannan is the same as she was three years ago. This little stone can actually resist the erosion of time and become the key to their survival in this desolate land.

However, life cannot escape the fate of death after all, there is no eternal existence. Even the colorful little stone is gradually dimming, it can only temporarily resist the power of the wilderness.

Ye Fan was filled with fear. This was their last straw. If they could not climb the holy mountain, he and Zixia would probably be forever trapped in this desolate land and turned into dust.

The lush vegetation and strange rocks on the holy mountain should have been a beautiful painting, but Ye Fan, who was at the critical moment of life and death, had no time to appreciate it. He knew that the only way for them to survive was to reach the top of the mountain.

As they gradually approached the top of the mountain, the aura of desolation became stronger, like the tip of a sharp knife, piercing their bones. Even the colorful light seemed powerless, and the light of the small stone quickly dimmed.

At this critical moment, Ye Fan decisively stuffed the fruit of the True Dragon Immortality Elixir into Zixia's mouth, and at the same time tried his best to squeeze the shriveled Qilin seed, hoping to squeeze out more vitality from it.

Finally, after struggling and persisting between life and death, Ye Fan climbed to the top of the mountain with Zixia on his back. At this moment, they seemed to have crossed the boundary between life and death and were reborn.

This is the core area of ​​the life forbidden zone. Nine towering holy mountains are closely connected, forming a huge bottomless abyss. The black hole-like abyss seems to swallow up the soul of a person. Just a glance at it is enough to make people shudder.

The holy mountain they climbed was majestic and magnificent, but at this moment it was dead silent. The gloomy aura emanating from the abyss filled the surroundings, making people shudder. The light of the colorful stones completely dimmed, and no more brilliance overflowed.

The Qilin seed was wailing, its vitality was on the verge of exhaustion due to Ye Fan's constant absorption, and it was almost dried up and died. Zixia behind him had completely lost her voice at this moment, bleeding from all seven orifices, and fell into a deep coma. Her Dao injury had deteriorated to the extreme, and the fire of life was in danger, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

"puff"

Ye Fan gritted his teeth and spurted out a stream of golden blood, which burned into golden light, isolating the two of them and blocking Huang's power. He stumbled and rushed forward, and the Fountain of Life was right in front of him.

Suddenly, Ye Fan despaired. There stood a cold figure beside the spring pool. His hair was as white as snow and he looked tall and heroic. It was still that middle-aged man!

Huang Nu, the unrivaled master of the past, is now standing in front of him. How can he get past him?

"Wild slaves are not common, why do I encounter them again and again?" He sighed to the sky. This was a hopeless ending.

Not long ago, the sound of the ancient coffin sounded, why didn't they return to the abyss? Ye Fan didn't think that his judgment was wrong, there must be an accident somewhere.

Ye Fan was already shaky, but there was an unyielding fire burning in his heart. Zixia's life and death were hanging by a thread, and her parents in her hometown were still looking forward to it. How could he give up?

He risked his life and threw away all the treasures on him - the golden Taoist scriptures, the silver-glittering Source Heavenly Book, and he even wanted to cut open the Wheel Sea and grab the most mysterious green copper!

"Om-"

The white-haired man took a step lightly, and the whole world seemed to tremble and collapse under his momentum. This was the might of a great master, and every move could shake the sky.

Ye Fan's body cracked rapidly, like delicate porcelain that was about to shatter into powder after being hit hard. His body could not withstand the momentum of the white-haired man, and cracks appeared on his bones.

Even though time has passed, the supreme figure who shook the world still maintains his attitude of overlooking the world, and his divine power is immeasurable. He is like a ruler who reigns over the world, majestic and imposing, and he is the only one who reigns supreme in the world.

"It's over..." Ye Fan felt a surge of despair in his heart. Although his holy body had already achieved minor success, he still couldn't bear such pressure.

Zixia was hit hard again and lost her voice.

"Ding"

A crisp sound was heard, and the tall and straight white-haired man grabbed the three pieces of ancient jade. There was a glimmer of light in his empty eyes. He stopped and did not take another step.

Ye Fan threw out the three ancient jade pieces left by Emperor Wu Shi, and they were caught by the white-haired man. He stared at them without blinking, in a daze.

Ye Fan's hand had already reached the wheel sea, ready to destroy the sea of ​​suffering and grab the green copper, but he didn't expect the other party to stop.

"Ding"

With a slight sound, another piece of ancient jade appeared in the white-haired man's hand, which could obviously be connected to the other three pieces. He was stunned.

Ye Fan's heart was beating wildly. That was also the ancient jade left by Emperor Wu Shi. There were nine pieces in total. He didn't expect that the white-haired man also had one.

The white-haired man put the four pieces of ancient jade on the ground together. His eyes became extremely empty again. He glanced at Ye Fan, and then jumped into the abyss without looking back.

This result was completely beyond Ye Fan's expectations, but he had no time to think about it. He could no longer support his exhausted body, and fell into the life fountain in front of him with Zixia.

(End of this chapter)