Chapter 104: 【Goddess is boring, Monkey he he he】

"Holy Master, don't make fun of me." Ye Fan said helplessly: "Divine medicine and immortal materials are fine, how can a goddess be cut out."

"How is it impossible." Lin Xian said indifferently: "What do you think the family foundation relies on to seal? A Great Emperor's lifespan is no more than ten thousand years. How did the Sages of tens of thousands of years ago live to this life?"

"Divine Source?!" Ye Fan trembled violently, a divine light burst out of his pupils, and he instantly realized something.

According to ancient books, in the era when heaven and earth combined to produce all things, vegetation was lush, living beings were strong, spiritual medicine was endless, and many "sources" were formed, crystal clear like amber, but containing a large amount of life essence inside.

Some rare "Divine Sources" even contain powerful creatures from the era of the beginning of heaven and earth. After such "sources" are mined, they can provide massive amounts of life essence.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many masters and strong people have used Divine Sources to seal themselves to this life, preparing to take a peek at the immortal path.

Even the Supreme of the forbidden area uses a small amount of immortal source mixed with a large amount of divine source to seal himself, preventing the leakage of essence.

"Goddess, I am not interested in goddesses."

Under Jiang Tingting's cute big eyes, Ye Fan was righteous and stern: "I have never touched a goddess."

"Oh, really." Lin Xian laughed, teasing: "How did I hear that not long ago, the Light-Shaking Holy Maiden lowered her realm to challenge you, and when you were sparring with her, even the chest..."

"Ahem, Holy Master, let's hurry up and find the Source Heaven Master inheritance." Ye Fan's old face turned red, hurriedly changing the subject, solemnly: "I can't wait to cut the Divine Source."

"Then let's go." Lin Xian smiled indifferently: "In the Divine Source, there is nothing strange, not only goddesses, but even a monkey can be cut out."

"Monkey?" Ye Fan was stunned, subconsciously asking: "What monkey?"

"A monkey named Fighting." Lin Xian said leisurely, took Little Tingting, and strode forward, crossing the void.

"Holy Master, don't go, make it clear." Ye Fan was suddenly anxious, couldn't wait to follow, incomparably curious and asked: "Monkey? What monkey? Fighting Victory Buddha?!"

If you tell Earth people that there are goddesses and fairies in the stones, some people will be incomparably excited, and some people will disdain it.

But, if you tell Earth people that in a certain stone, there is a golden monkey named Fighting!

Then everyone will boil. That is a monkey.

How many people didn't look at beauties back then, just stared at a stone monkey in a daze.

"The golden monkey rises with a thousand-pound stick, the jade universe clarifies the ten thousand-mile dust, today cheering for the Great Sage Sun, only because the demon fog has come again..."

Lin Xian sang and walked, sometimes stepping on the Secret of Character, sometimes crossing the void.

The Northern Wasteland is worthy of its reputation for boundlessness. Along the way, the population is sparse, and there is no human smoke for thousands of miles. Most places are barren, occasionally with small oases rooted here, proving that it is not a dead land.

Source is produced here, and people don't have to worry about food and clothing, but it is precisely because of source that life-and-death fights often occur. The folk customs are fierce, and they often fight for source mines.

Therefore, major Holy Lands mining source mines in the Northern Wasteland mostly bring people from their respective regions.

The preciousness of source for cultivators is like gold coins for mortals, leading to rampant bandits here, not only locals, but also forces from all over the Eastern Wasteland.

Fighting for source mines, blood flowing into rivers, this is the most common thing.

Heaven put all the divine source wealth in the Northern Wasteland.

Do you want it? Then go take it.

Become the King of the Northern Wasteland!

Lin Xian and Ye Fan crossed the void, their steps were extremely fast. Along the way, they encountered several batches of horse bandits, some were powerful bandits, some were wanderers, and some were simply local residents, farming during busy farming seasons, and robbing passing merchants and travelers during leisure time.

But fortunately, the horse bandits who were accustomed to looting did not have high cultivation realms, usually not exceeding the Wheel and Sea Realm, without Palace Realm strongmen, and did not need Lin Xian to strike. Ye Fan, who was at the Other Shore Realm, could kill them.

By collecting the killed horse bandits, they actually gathered quite a lot of source stones along the way.

This left Ye Fan unable to help but click his tongue, sighing that the Northern Region truly had more source than people, with fierce folk customs and roving bandits everywhere; it was a place flowing with blood every day, a chaotic land in the truest sense.

Everyone is a robber, and the identities of hunter and prey are constantly switching on this bloody earth.

And the bandits standing at the peak of the Northern Wasteland are called the Thirteen Great Bandits, each with extraordinary origins, including strong Eastern Wasteland people who rebelled against Holy Lands, Great Powers who wandered here from the Central Plains, and giants who fled from the Northern Desert.

The Thirteen Great Bandits are extremely terrifying, daring to rob even the source areas and mines of Holy Lands and aristocratic families.

Once again crossing the void, Lin Xian and Ye Fan came to an oasis and saw a well-equipped horse bandit team looting and blood-washing the entire oasis.

Without any surprise, it was both acting on behalf of heaven and collecting resources. Ye Fan struck decisively. Under the suppression of the Desolate Ancient Holy Body, he punched heads, instantly exploding several horse bandits.

"Kill!" The leader of the horse bandits shouted, riding a strange beast, the Green-Scaled Horse, and charged over. Blood evil filled his body. No need to think to know that he had killed many people, gathered unimaginable killing intent, and had blood light lingering on him.

This is a master, at the Other Shore Nine Changes Realm, already very close to the Palace Realm. Ye Fan traded blows with him, but did not take him down for a long time.

"Kid, where are you from, daring to ruin the business of the Thirteen Great Bandits!"

The horse bandit leader shouted, sacrificing a psychic weapon, erupting with sky-high blood light, scaring countless surviving mortals in the oasis to tremble.

"Thirteen Great Bandits?"

Ye Fan's pupils condensed, shouting: "I heard that the Thirteen Great Bandits are righteous, only robbing Holy Lands, and will never make things difficult for the weak, or intercept and kill mortals."

"Which bandit's sect are you from, actually ruining the reputation of the Thirteen Great Bandits!"

"You are not worthy to know." The horse bandit leader roared, his eyes full of blood, obviously using a taboo secret method, burning his own life to obtain combat power.

"I guess you are using the name of the Great Bandits to hide your crimes."

Ye Fan said coldly. He did not believe that the other party was a disciple of the Thirteen Great Bandits.

Along the way, several people learned a lot about the rules of the Northern Wasteland, very clear that the Thirteen Great Bandits stood at the peak of the Northern Wasteland's ecological niche, always only robbing Holy Lands and aristocratic families, and would not strike at mortals and bottom-level cultivators.

It is not because the Thirteen Great Bandits are how kind, but because they look down on the small amount of money of mortals and bottom-level cultivators, just as tigers and leopards will capture cattle and sheep, but look down on mice and earthworms, because there is too little meat.

"Go to hell!" The horse bandit leader performed a desperate divine technique, his hair turned white instantly, his aura rose to the Palace Realm level, his expression ferocious, his eyes full of bloodthirsty excitement.

Under this strike, let's see if you die!

Ye Fan saw this, shook his head helplessly, used the Secret of Character to retreat a few steps, and then shouted: "Holy Master, save me!"

Boom—!

A big handprint descended from the sky, slapping the horse bandit leader down, hitting more than ten feet underground. A youth who looked transcendent and seemed to be one with heaven and earth, holding the hand of a little girl, walked slowly out of the void.

"Despicable! You actually travel with a Palace Realm expert." The horse bandit leader was dying, cursing in the big pit, actually not dead yet.

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent: "If it's not closed, it's open. If you are weak, practice more."

Saying that, Ye Fan stepped forward, wanting to give the horse bandit leader the final blow.

"Wait, let me ask him a few questions first." Lin Xian said. He held back just now, otherwise, that slap just now would have slapped the horse bandit leader into dust.

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