Chapter 374: 【Ye Fan

The ancestral court of the Daoist sect, the Longhu Mountain Sect Master Heavenly Master, had had a very bad time recently. Originally, with his Immortal One cultivation, he didn't say he was the only one in the Dharma-Ending Age of Earth, but at least he was a hegemon, and his little life was extremely comfortable.

But the peaceful life was broken a few days ago. A Taiyin Fairy descended from the sky, distributed hero invitations for her teacher, and wanted to hold a Luotian Dajiao on Longhu Mountain, inviting heroes from all walks of life on Earth to participate in the grand event.

One: Challenge the Old Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain

Two: Discuss the future of the cultivation world and solve the Dharma-Ending Age.

Three: Establish the Heavenly Court and unify the Honghuang.

The Old Sect Master of Longhu Mountain initially wanted to refuse. Such a big thing, whether it succeeded or not, was enough to overturn Longhu Mountain.

But when Jiang Tingting showed that her cultivation was no less than the Old Sect Master's, the contemporary Heavenly Master gasped, and his heart was clear: this matter did not allow him to refuse.

Even the disciple had this level of cultivation, so what about the teacher? Could it be a master of great supernatural powers comparable to the ancient sect masters?!

"How could there be such a person in the Dharma-Ending Age?"

The Old Heavenly Master was worried. More than ten years ago, the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin appeared on the Taishan Ancestral Altar, attracting a battle of great supernatural powers. The last sealed ancestor of their Longhu Mountain came out, suppressed the universe, and then sat and died.

Now, Longhu Mountain had no qualification to refuse the request of a master of great supernatural powers. The contemporary Heavenly Master gathered the seniors in the sect to discuss and find countermeasures.

"Could it be an old senior who has been in seclusion for a thousand years and only broke through to the Great Ability realm today." A Longhu Mountain elder suspected: "As soon as he came out, he was ambitious, wanted to unify the cultivation world, and used Longhu Mountain to kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

"In the past two thousand years, spiritual energy has become thinner and thinner. There is no such person in the world."

An old Daoist priest who had lived for a thousand years thought for a long time and pondered: "Could it be from those two places?"

"Senior means... Kunlun and Penglai?!" The contemporary Longhu Mountain Old Sect Master became solemn. There are two great immortal lands in the legend of the Honghuang Ancient Star: Kunlun on land, and Three Mountains in the sea.

The former carries the hope of becoming an immortal, and countless Great Sages and Quasi-Emperors are eager to break into it. The latter has the legend of Immortal Medicine. Ancient emperors often sent ships across the sea to seek longevity medicine, and their reputation is great.

West Kunlun, East Penglai—in the Dharma-Ending Age, only these two places can gestate the extraordinary, and the cultivators in them are transcendent, resembling immortal families.

Little did they know, the immortal family members in the mouths of the Longhu Mountain cultivators were currently roaming the big city, waiting for milk tea and drinks, gnawing on stinky tofu, and feeling very comfortable.

It's just that he was dressed in ancient clothes, his black hair like a waterfall, pinned with a green jade hairpin. The daily attire in the Big Dipper was eye-catching. Cultivators are transcendent, and ordinary appearances will also resemble immortal people after absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

I don't know how many people have come forward to ask for contact information, and some even planned to pull him to act.

Then, they were all ruthlessly driven away by Jiang Tingting.

Looking at the heavy traffic and modern technology, Lin Xian felt familiar and strange, and sighed: "Before crossing, I was still a cow and horse studying medicine, reading the Lingshu in hard study..."

Ye Fan thought that the crossing in Lin Xian's mouth referred to the Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin, didn't care too much, and echoed: "Before the interstellar crossing, I was also reading the Suwen chapter, but I didn't expect that there was a Ji family in the Big Dipper, and there was a Void Great Emperor!"

"Ten years in the Big Dipper, more exciting than any previous life. Our joys and sorrows, relatives and friends, and even enemies are all on that star."

Lin Xian looked at the firmament, extremely serious, as if he wanted to find that Big Dipper star, and whispered: "Karma is entangled, too much involved. You say Earth and the Big Dipper, who is our home."

"Hundreds, or even thousands of years later, I might care more about the Big Dipper." Ye Fan was silent for a moment, let out a long breath of turbid air, and sighed: "Now Earth is my hometown."

"Then why don't you go back?" Lin Xian asked puzzled.

"Fear of returning home." Ye Fan whispered, very uneasy. Time flies, after more than ten years of tempering, he finally returned, but could he still see his parents? Would all his efforts be in vain? At this moment, he was extremely uneasy and afraid.

In the world, time is the most terrifying; it can erase everything and change everything!

"What are you worried about? It's only been ten years." Lin Xian said calmly: "It is difficult to extend the life of an Emperor, but there are too many ways to continue the life of a mortal."

"Physical aging can be recovered, but the trauma of the soul is incomparable." Ye Fan sighed. His disappearance for ten years was equivalent to death. Losing a child in middle age and the old sending the young is the greatest tragedy in life. One can imagine how much pain it brought to his parents.

So much so that they didn't want to stay in their hometown, afraid of touching the scene and feeling the emotion, and finally chose to leave. With the help of Ye Fan's friend Xu Qiong, they moved to the current old Sihe Academy.

Ye Fan looked into the distance and happened to see his father coming home.

"Old Ye, where are you going?" The neighbor pulled his grandson's hand and greeted Ye's father.

Ye's father had a full head of silver hair. He was only about sixty, but his waist couldn't straighten up. Looking at the lively child, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he smiled slightly: "Just came back from buying vegetables. Come, Grandpa will treat you to a pear."

The little boy hid behind his grandfather, very shy, didn't dare to take the gift, just held his grandfather's hand tightly.

"Why don't you say thank you, Grandpa Ye..." The neighbor old man smiled and taught his grandson. This scene was very warm.

After chatting for a while, Ye's father clenched his fists and walked back to the old Sihe Academy with a limp.

Watching all this, Ye Fan's eyes were red, wanting to rush forward and hug his father, but afraid of scaring him, and even more afraid that what he saw was an illusion, that his parents had long since passed away, and he had come too late.

"The trauma of the soul, this matter is simple." Lin Xian smiled indifferently, stood with his hands behind his back, and said: "I have a plan that can make the two old people glow with new life."

"What plan?!" Ye Fan was shocked, then urged: "Saint Master, as long as you can do it, I will promise you anything in the Honghuang Ancient Star."

"Naturally, it depends on love." Lin Xian laughed and said proudly: "The power of love is infinite."

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, instinctively feeling that Saint Master Lin was unreliable. How could love have power? But on such an occasion, it seemed that the power of love was missing.

"Just watch my operation."

Lin Xian said indifferently, picked up Ye Tong, who was like a little sun, from Jiang Tingting's arms, and then knocked on the door of the Ye family.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Who is it? Coming." An old woman, also aging and wearing an apron, opened the door. Looking at Lin Xian, who was like an immortal in a painting, she was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes were attracted by Ye Tong.

Little Ye Tong was very intelligent, different from ordinary babies, knowing that the old man in front of him was worth getting close to, so he waved his radish-sized arms and said: "Grandma, hug..."

Ye mother returned to her senses, looking at little Ye Tong with full pity, and asked with a smile: "Whose child is this? Who are you looking for?"

"This child is named Ye Tong, and he is Ye Fan's illegitimate son." Lin Xian said without changing his expression: "We are entrusted by Ye Fan to come and find you."

"Ye Tong? Ye Fan!" Ye mother was stunned for a moment, then full of disbelief, and muttered: "Xiao Fan, how is it possible? He has long since passed away, he... where is he..."

"Isn't he right there?" Lin Xian smiled indifferently, pointing to the young man not far away, just like yesterday, with the same appearance as ten years ago, and even Ye Fan, who was a few years younger!

"Dad, Mom!" Ye Fan choked with tears, rushed forward and hugged Ye mother tightly. Ye father also heard the sound and rushed over. Looking at this scene, his arms trembled and the vegetable leaves in his hands fell all over the floor.

The family reunited, and Lin Xian and his party were also welcomed into the Sihe Academy.

Regarding Ye Fan's whereabouts, Lin Xian explained that he was picked up by an immortal and went to an immortal sect called Tianxuan to cultivate. The so-called "no years in the mountains," cultivation and seclusion in the blink of an eye was ten years.

A dream of Nanke, a chess game of Lanke—these were legendary stories that were widely circulated, very much in line with the impression of Chinese elderly people on cultivating immortals.

Especially after Lin Xian performed a magical spell, this story was instantly accepted by Ye father and Ye mother.

"Are you also a disciple of the Tianxuan Immortal Sect?" Ye father looked at Lin Xian, who was also young, and asked curiously.

Jiang Tingting on the side smiled slightly: "My teacher is the Tianxuan Saint Master, who is in charge of the great sect."

Ye father was shocked as a heavenly man, thinking of many immortals in myths and legends who were boyish in appearance. Could it be that Lin Xian in front of him was also an old immortal who had lived for thousands of years and had the art of staying young?

Heaven, Earth, Sovereign, Kin, Teacher—this has existed since ancient times. The dignity of the teacher has been deeply engraved in the bones of the Chinese people. Ye father hurriedly stood up and greeted Ye Fan: "Xiao Fan, how can you neglect your teacher like this? Hurry up and make tea!"

On the other side, Ye Fan, who was desperately explaining to his mother that Ye Tong was a godson, not an illegitimate son, was stunned for a moment and stood up extremely reluctantly.

"Hurry up." Ye mother urged, and then stopped paying attention to her son, taking care of Ye Tong wholeheartedly. The more she looked, the more she felt he resembled Ye Fan when he was young. For a time, she was beaming with joy, and her wrinkles smoothed out a lot.

Whether it was a godson or an illegitimate son, he was her grandson.

For a time, the vacancy caused by Ye Fan's ten-year departure was instantly filled by little Ye Tong. The old Sihe Academy was full of laughter, as warm as taking care of Ye Fan when he was young, as if time had not advanced ten years, but retreated ten years.

"Little Ye." Lin Xian took advantage of the situation and pretended to be a Saint Master: "Remember to use divine spring water to make tea. If it's not Enlightenment Tea leaves, I won't drink it. Remember to sprinkle more essence of the sun and moon..."

Ye Fan had a dark face, and under the urging of his parents, he gritted his teeth and said: "Disciple obeys the decree!"

Using divine spring water was considering that Ye father and Ye mother were old and frail and needed to be reborn and extend their lives. Other immortal pills and divine medicines had too strong effects and were easy to be weak and unable to supplement. Only the divine spring was the source of life and creation, and even mortals could be nourished.

As for the Enlightenment Tea leaves, it was purely because Lin Xian wanted to empty Ye Fan's small private treasury.

As a puppet Lord of the Heavenly Court, he was also the Lord of the Heavenly Court. In the ten years in the Big Dipper, Ye Fan didn't know how many good things he had collected.

If you don't explode gold coins now, when will you?

Sun True Fire Enlightenment Tea, divine spring boiling, aroma surging, wisps of radiance rushed out like divine rainbows, brighter than the lights, illuminating the whole house.

If Jiang Tingting hadn't covered it up, the radiance would have been scattered all over the street.

Such immortal treasures, don't say drink a mouthful, even smell it, you can live three or four more years.

"Dad, Mom, this is a kind of divine water I brought back from the Big Dipper. Even the Imperial Lords of the Divine Dynasty find it hard to drink. You try a cup."

Ye Fan offered tea carefully, using a sea bowl, fearing that the divine spring water wouldn't work.

Ye father and Ye mother sipped the tea, their whole bodies glowing. In an instant, their gray hair turned into green silk, they became more than twenty years younger, all the wrinkles on their faces dissipated, and the bitter sea in their bodies roared, almost stepping on the path of cultivation.

Watching this scene, Ye Fan's hanging heart finally fell. Just when he was very happy, a familiar voice sounded.

"Cough cough... Little Ye, where is my tea." Lin Xian leaned back tactically, with a Saint Master style.

"Saint Master, please use." Ye Fan laughed, picked up a small cup, and offered tea himself.

"Wonderful."

Lin Xian took a sip and felt comfortable all over, as if he had eaten a Nine-Turn Immortal Pill and was floating like an immortal. Since ancient times, how many people have been served tea by the Huang Tiandi? After ten thousand years, even the Great Emperor wouldn't have this qualification.

Jiang Tingting looked at the two childish men, speechless for a moment, as if they were the juniors. She couldn't help shaking her head, picked up a cup of tea herself, sat on the side, covered in moonlight, like a Guanghan fairy comprehending the Dao.

Seven days later, Ye Fan's parents stabilized their cultivation realm, opened the bitter sea, awakened the life spring, and turned into a real cultivator.

In the Big Dipper, they were already gods who could fly into the sky. But, the Dao suppression on Earth was too heavy. Don't say life spring, even the Dao Palace couldn't fly.

After stepping on the path of cultivation, Ye father and Ye mother felt a bit uncomfortable. Although one person attains the Dao, the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven, but they were so old and still had to rely on Ye Fan to cultivate.

Other parents were being gnawed by the old, but they were gnawing on the young.

"Dad, Mom, don't be nervous. This kind of thing is common in the cultivation world." Ye Fan said meaningfully.

Saint Master Lin coughed lightly and hurriedly changed the subject: "The Luotian Dajiao on Longhu Mountain is about to start. Why don't you take your parents to experience it."

At that time, if you win first place, you can give an award speech—"My Huang Tiandi Son."

This Luotian Dajiao was different from the previous Daoist conferences. Great supernatural powers sent letters, and the ancient Tianxuan Sect Master came to the world, wanting to unify the cultivation world.

Not only Quanzhen, Shangqing, Lingbao, Tianshi Dao, these sects were shocked, but Demon race experts would also appear, such as the Great Xia Longque family, the Zhu Huang lineage, and even Western traditions would be attracted to test the news of the Central Plains.

Compared to the uneasiness of the Daoist sect, the Demon race was much more confident. Some disciples of the Great Xia Longque family even made bold words: "What ancient sect master, if he dares to come, I will definitely make him return in defeat!"

Ancient figures, the ancestor of the Great Xia Longque family had returned, and there was a Great Sage sitting in town. Naturally, it was invincible in the world, looking down on the heroes, and extremely arrogant.

Even some branch disciples wanted to take this opportunity of the Luotian Dajiao to learn from the Tianxuan Sect Master and unify the cultivation world.

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