Chapter 113: Pass to the Ancient Forbidden Land

The two of them soaked comfortably in the spring water. After two or three hours, the sun rose, the sound of iron chains gradually disappeared, and the desolate aura in the air also quietly dissipated for the most part.

They slowly stood up from the spring, water drops sliding down their skin, emitting a crystal light. Zixia sorted out her clothes, her long hair fluttering gently in the wind, while Ye Fan silently watched Zixia, who was actually his wife, with mixed emotions in his heart.

"My current Dao injury has not yet healed, and there are still many life essences and Dao fragments in my body that have not been absorbed." Zixia said lightly, with a hint of helplessness in her voice, "It is not convenient to move around freely in the ancient forbidden land, lest these precious energies be wasted. Therefore, you still need to continue to carry me on your back like before."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan walked to Zixia without hesitation and squatted down. Zixia jumped lightly and landed steadily on his back. Her hands were wrapped around Ye Fan's neck, close to his skin, which made him fantasize and his hands became naughty again.

"Okay, then I'll carry you into the bronze coffin, which is relatively safe." Ye Fan asked.

"What happened between us was just an accident." Zixia whispered in Ye Fan's ear, with a hint of charm in her voice, "Let this become a dream that no one knows about. If what happened today is known to a third person, I will never let you go."

Ye Fan took a deep breath, feeling Zixia's breath blowing in his ears, suppressed his inner restlessness, and promised: "I will keep my mouth shut. If there is any rumor from the outside world, you can kill me."

Zixia smiled gently when she heard that, like a spring breeze blowing on her face, the subtle arc quietly bloomed on her delicate lips, and her voice flowed like a clear spring, full of unspeakable charm.

She gently raised her eyelids, looked at Ye Fan who was carrying her on his back with a silky gaze and said, "In addition," Zixia's voice was a little teasing, "I have tasted your flavor and I think it is really good. If I feel like tasting it again one day, you have to be available whenever I call, Ye Fan."

Ye Fan's heart trembled slightly, and he turned back to look at Zixia. She was full of charm and looked as if she could seduce anyone's soul. An inexplicable impulse surged in his heart, but was immediately suppressed by reason.

"Okay, Zixia," Ye Fan chuckled and gently held Zixia's hands in his palms, "I know your charm, but now we should set off. Don't tempt me anymore, or I will kill you on the spot!"

While Zixia was talking to Ye Fan, a dazzling light suddenly came from the holy spring, and then something flew out of the spring and hit Zixia's left hand accurately. Zixia was shocked to find that an ancient and extremely ordinary bronze ring had appeared on the ring finger of her left hand.

Zixia looked at Ye Fan in confusion, but Ye Fan seemed equally confused. They didn't know where the ring came from or why it appeared on Zixia's hand. However, before they could get to the bottom of it, Zixia suddenly felt dizzy, as if she was pulled into a strange fantasy by an invisible force.

When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in a remote mountain village. The village was simple and quiet, as if isolated from the world. Zixia walked slowly into the village, her eyes scanning the surroundings, looking for possible clues.

Just then, she saw a figure that made her heart beat faster—a little girl who looked exactly like Xiao Nannan.

The little girl came from a poor family. Her clothes were tattered and patched, and even her little shoes had obvious toe holes. She looked very adorable.

Just as she was lost in thought, she suddenly saw Ye Fan's figure. Zixia shuddered all over and remembered something. Could it be that the ruthless person is awake now? I killed her brother in front of the ruthless person. She won't kill me!

Zixia subconsciously rubbed the ring on her hand with her other hand.

The young boy Ye Fan and the little girl depend on each other for survival. They are each other's only relatives. Although their lives are simple, they are full of warmth and love. The ghost mask is their common memory and their only toy, witnessing their childhood laughter and tears.

The boy didn't have any extravagant jewelry, but he made a ring for the little girl with a piece of bronze. Although it was crudely made, it expressed his deep love. The little girl regarded it as a treasure and felt warm every time she put it on her hand.

However, fate is always full of variables. One day, a group of strangers broke into this quiet mountain village. They were attracted by the boy's talent and decided to take him away. Facing this group of people, the little girl's qualifications seemed insignificant. They shook their heads and sighed at her, and forcibly took the boy away regardless of her cries and pleas.

The little girl's heart was broken. She lost her only family and her happiness. She ran desperately, trying to catch up with the group of people, but lost her tattered shoes in the process. She cried barefoot in the dust, and the boy begged hard, and the group finally agreed to let her see him off.

Finally, they came to a five-colored altar, and the boy climbed onto the altar with the group of people and many young geniuses. The little girl stood in the distance, looking at her brother's figure, her heart filled with endless sadness and reluctance. She wanted to get closer, but was separated by the crowd and could not get any closer.

Before leaving, the boy took away the ghost face mask, left behind the ring, waved it hard at her, and finally disappeared in the light of the five-colored altar.

A few years later, the little girl grew up in hardship. She always stayed near the five-colored altar, waiting for her brother's return.

One day, she saw many people returning from afar, and she rushed forward desperately, hoping to find her brother among them. However, when she saw the familiar figure, there was only a cold corpse left.

She was forcibly pulled away, and could not even take a second look. At that moment, her heart felt as if it was torn apart, and she was in so much pain that she could not breathe. Zixia wanted to go forward to comfort her, but she could not move at all.

The illusion suddenly dissipated, and Zixia woke up as if from a dream. She quickly adjusted her thoughts, and then she heard Ye Fan say in surprise: "A ring actually flew out of the sacred spring?"

Zixia recalled the long illusion just now. She seemed to have crossed time and space and witnessed fragments of the life of the ruthless man when he was young, but all this was only a moment in reality.

She calmed down and responded: "My luck is so good that even treasures fly to my hands automatically!" As she said that, she gently shook the bronze ring in her hand and showed it to Ye Fan, "Look, how about this ring?" At the same time, she sighed in her heart: "This is a gift from my sister-in-law. If I don't accept it, I'm afraid I'll lose my head! ! "

Zixia took a deep breath. Ever since she put the ring on her hand, her divine power has returned to normal. Her cultivation, which was once suppressed, has now fully recovered. The "wild" aura that had been eroding her life like a thorn in her flesh has now quietly subsided and no longer poses any threat to her.

She patted Ye Fan's back gently, her voice full of lightness and confidence: "Now, you can put me down. My cultivation has recovered, and even the curse power in the ancient forbidden land can no longer restrain me."

Zixia's eyes turned to the bronze ring on her ring finger, which was gleaming with a faint luster. A trace of doubt flashed in her eyes: "Is this ring a pass to the ruthless family?"

"No! Let me recite it a little longer! I haven't recited enough yet." Ye Fan didn't want her to come down.

Zixia heard this and smiled evilly, "Tonight, it's my turn to 'bully' you. You 'ridden' me for a long time when I had no power at all. It's time for you to experience this feeling too."

"It's hard to say who will win by then! If you fight, I'll accompany you to the end!" Ye Fan laughed. Ye Fan ran towards the bronze coffin with Zixia on his back.

On the way there, the two men involuntarily stopped at the edge of the cliff, and curiosity drove them to look into the bottomless abyss.

"Oh my God! That's... the Five-Colored Altar!" Zixia's voice was full of shock.

Ye Fan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he saw a broken and ancient altar suspended in the abyss. It exuded a mysterious aura and hovered in the middle of the abyss. It was exactly the same as the five-colored altar he had seen on Mount Tai before.

"So that's how it is..." He finally understood why the Nine Dragons Coffin landed here.

Zixia fell into a brief state of unconsciousness at that moment, and the five-colored altar in her dream reappeared. She saw Xiao Nannan's brother step onto the altar and then disappear from her sight. Then, a blue planet flashed before Zixia's eyes, and she quickly woke up from the illusion.

Below the abyss, it was as dark as ink, like a bottomless black hole that seemed to be able to devour people's minds. However, in the dark abyss, the five-colored altar was quietly suspended, without a single wave, as if it had never shaken since ancient times.

It is incomplete, bearing the unique scars of endless years. Its luster has been covered by dust, leaving only plainness and truth.

Ye Fan's heart was restless. Mount Tai, the ancient star Yinghuo, the ancient forbidden land... Where would he go next? The ancient emperor star Ziwei? This was an unpredictable journey.

Zixia was also confused. Was the ruthless emperor telling her to help Ye Fan find the way home?
"Let's go! I know what you are thinking. I already have some ideas about how to help you find the way home. Let's talk about it after we get out of the ancient forbidden land." Zixia said.

Returning to the depths of the bronze coffin, Zixia immediately entered a state of cultivation, concentrating on refining the remaining life essence and fragments of the Great Dao in her body.

She closed her eyes tightly, breathing steadily and deeply, as if she was completely isolated from the world around her. Combined with the transformation method taught to her by the divine silkworm, the life essence and fragments of the avenue in her body seemed to be awakened.

It only took her one whole day to successfully refine the remaining medicinal power of the Nine Wonderful Immortal Elixir, bringing its efficacy to its maximum, and all of its essence was perfectly absorbed by her.

The scars on the road are full of vitality, and Zixia's injuries have recovered by more than half.

At this time, Ye Fan handed over the second ginseng fruit. This fruit exuded an alluring aroma, and it looked mouth-watering. But Zixia waved her hand gently, smiled and said to Ye Fan: "You can keep this ginseng fruit. The same holy fruit has similar magical effects, and eating more is just a waste.

There is actually only one magical medicine in the forbidden area, and the nine kinds of magical fruits are all derived from it. It cannot be regarded as a real elixir of immortality, but if all nine kinds of fruits are picked and combined together, they are comparable to it.

Although the original main root did not transform into nine magical medicines, if the nine magical roots mutated and their medicinal effects were combined, they would be equivalent to two or three elixirs of immortality.

However, this method of division also has significant drawbacks. Originally, the immortality elixir was a unique treasure in the world, with complete spirituality and the laws of heaven and earth. But once divided, they lost their original spirituality, could no longer fly into the sky or hide in the ground, and the laws of heaven and earth contained in them also became incomplete.

Only by combining them again can the truly flawless and mature efficacy of the elixir of immortality be obtained.

Zixia explained everything about the Nine Wonderful Immortal Elixir to Ye Fan.

"Let me go out and pick other fruits for you!" Ye Fan was about to move, but was gently stopped by Zixia.

It was late at night, and the terrifying sound of the iron chains outside echoed again. Zixia said coquettishly: "It's late at night and it seems that there is no peace outside. Why don't we have a fight here?"

"Then I'll do as you say!" Ye Fan responded, and the two of them started a fierce battle in the bronze coffin. Their figures shuttled back and forth in the coffin, and they gradually went deeper into the bronze coffin until they reached the small coffin.

Surprisingly, the fierce battle between the two seemed to resonate with the heaven and earth. Hundreds of words of the ancient scripture were once again stimulated, but this time the sound was different from the usual loudness. Instead, it was like a whisper, slowly expounding the great truth.

Ye Fan was a little hesitant beside the small coffin. He asked in a low voice: "Is it really okay for us to do this? Will it disturb it?"

Zixia didn't care. She said excitedly: "What's wrong? Did you see it? It is also resonating with us. Come on, continue fighting!"

After that, Zixia used all the secret techniques she could use, such as the Six Desires Heavenly Skill and the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, to fight Ye Fan in a more intense battle. This was a different kind of battle, not a life or death battle, but only a battle of superiority or inferiority. The sound of the Great Dao roared in the Nine Dragons Coffin Interstellar Train, as if the entire universe was cheering for their battle.

During the fierce competition, the two accidentally touched the small coffin.

"Buzz!"

The moment the small coffin trembled slightly, the whole coffin also shook violently, and the bronze carvings on the coffin wall flashed dazzling light. Among them, the starry sky map was particularly strange, as if a real universe suddenly appeared, and the stars were twinkling in the darkness.

What unfolded before their eyes was a vast and boundless starry sky, cold and deep, as if it lacked vitality. Desolation became the eternal theme of this universe.

The blurry ancient starry road is like a thin silk thread, flashing quickly and disappearing quickly in the starry sky.

This scene shocked the two of them. Ye Fan swallowed nervously and asked doubtfully: "Did we accidentally trigger some mechanism?"

"Don't talk! Write it down!"

(End of this chapter)