"It's hard to cross the sea..."

When the cultivators present heard what Qin Tang said, some were in a trance, and seemed to have comprehended.

Others just turned a deaf ear and didn't care.

Just like that, the next day passed quickly.

Early in the morning on the third day, Qin Tang appeared in the public eye as usual.

It's just that this time he didn't drink, he was no longer drunk, and he looked much more energetic.

"Today is the last test." Qin Tang looked at the monks present with a serious expression.

"On the road of cultivation, there will always be countless difficulties or temptations. Can you persevere and not change your original intention?"

"Just let me wait and see."

In Qin Tang's voice, everyone felt that their eyes were darkened and they lost consciousness.

In the small mountain village, Li Fan was lying on the roof, watching the fading sunset, and always felt that he had forgotten something.

I grew up in a mountain village since I was a child, and I live a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset every day.

It has been a full fifteen years.

Such days are plain and happy.

If you continue to live like this, there seems to be nothing wrong.

But there was always a faint throbbing in his heart, and he felt that he should never end his life in such an ordinary way.

"Fan'er, Fan'er, where are you? Go home for dinner!"

Li Fan was indifferent to his mother's call.

He looked up at the sky, at the birds flying freely, at the sun and the moon, which existed forever and did not depend on human will, and was dazed.

Until night falls, the sky is full of stars.

Under the vast starry sky, he felt even more insignificant.

So, I watched it all night.

Until dawn approached, he suddenly realized.

One turned over and jumped out of the house.

He rushed into the room and said loudly to his sleeping mother, "Mother, please cancel your marriage with Er Niu's house next door."

"I'm not getting married. I'm going to cultivate immortals!"

The sleepy-eyed mother was suddenly woken up by fright, thinking that the child was insane, she quickly got up and grabbed Li Fan's hand: "What kind of immortals are there! How can there be immortals! Wake up, child!"

Li Fan pulled away his mother's hand, but his tender face was full of determination: "I don't know where Xian is, but I will definitely find him."

After all, he simply packed his luggage and strode out of the house with his mother crying.

Half a year later, when Li Fan was exploring in the deep mountains, he was unfortunately killed by a tiger's mouth.

In front of the dilapidated Taoist temple, Li Fan's heart was full of confusion amid the constantly jumping firelight and the cries of the crowd.

"Senior Brother, Master is dead, what will we do after Izumo Kan?" A voice asked timidly beside him.

Li Fan was about to open his mouth, but he heard angry voices coming from all around him.

"What else can we do? Of course, everyone divides the things in the view, let's go down the mountain!"

"I originally thought that the person on the mountain was a true immortal, but everyone came to the mountain with hard work. I didn't expect this old Taoist priest to be an out-and-out liar!"

"Yeah, can a true immortal suddenly die of illness if he is fine?"

The more everyone talked, the more excited they became. Li Fan didn't know how to explain it, so he had to let them **** all the large and small objects in the Izumo Temple.

After a while, only Li Fan was left alone on the mountain.

Collecting and burying the ashes of the master, Li Fan recalled the eyes that the master looked at him before he died.

Unwilling, regret, melancholy, hope...

Is Master a liar?

Was the "Izumo Ascension to the Sky" taught by Master also made up?

Li Fan felt that it might not be what everyone thought.

Fairy, maybe it really exists.

In the end, Li Fan still did not go down the mountain.

In the second half of his life, he spent the rest of his life alone in the Taoist Temple, watching the clouds roll in the mountains, the sun and the moon changing.

I have been comprehending "Izumo Ascension to the Sky" all day long.

Over half a hundred years old, but still can't make an inch.

Sad to end.

in the palace.

Li Fan looked at the wooden sign with his name written on the golden plate in front of him, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Take it, I will still practice Taoism tonight."

"Your Majesty, you haven't favored the harem concubines for three months..."

"Huh?" A fierce light flashed in Li Fan's eyes.

"...The slave obeys the order."

Seeing the head **** retreat in fear, Li Fan snorted coldly.

"It doesn't matter whether the emperor is inappropriate." Such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Searching for resources across the country for him to practice.

On the surface, it seems that he is still a mortal, but in fact, he has now stepped into the gate of the Golden Core Stage.

This mundane thing is so boring!

Thinking about it this way, three months later, Li Fan broke through the air in front of the civil and military officials in the early court.

Two hundred and sixteen years later, when Li Fan was exploring an ancient cave mansion, he was unfortunately plotted against.

The body is dead.

Ling Yunfeng.

"How come this robbery cloud has been condensed for so long and hasn't fallen yet?"

"The power of this calamity is stronger than when the head of the family soared back then, right?"

"That's natural, just in terms of combat power, my uncle can be called the first person in my Lishan Sword Sect for thousands of years!"

Li Fan looked at Jieyun with increasing power above his head, and his heart was filled with pride.

After 300 years of cultivation, what is there to be afraid of?

A sword light shot up from Lingyun Peak into the sky.

Split the clouds of tribulation from the sky!

Sunlight poured down from the gap in the robbery cloud, shining on the Lishan Lingyun Peak.

The sky was falling, and the fairy gate opened.

Li Fan flew into the Immortal Gate without any hesitation.

After entering the Immortal Realm, Li Fan angrily discovered that all the senior Li Shan who had soared in the past had been killed by unknown enemies for no reason.

While cultivating, he was looking for the murderer behind the scenes.

After a hundred years, there was no gain.

When he was exploring the secret realm of ancient immortals, he was attacked by his close friend and died in shock and unwillingness.

Northern fairyland.

Since two thousand years ago, after Emperor Fan Tian united the Celestial Realm, he began a **** expedition.

Over the years, with the heads of five immortal emperors and sixteen immortal kings, he has achieved the peerless and fierce name of Emperor Fantian.

In the end, in the entire immortal world, only the northern immortal region was left to survive.

Now, the army is pressing down, vowing to destroy the northern fairyland within a year.

In the center of the army, Qin Tang looked at Emperor Fantian with his eyes closed and rested, he hesitated.

Li Fan opened his eyes and looked at the confidant who had followed him all the way from Wei Mo, showing a rare smile.

"Qin Tang, you seem to have something to ask me?"

"Don't hide it from the emperor, I do have something I don't understand."

"But it doesn't matter."

"Since the emperor started as a mortal, he has gone through many hardships and finally became a heavenly emperor. The power is so great that the immortals in the fairy world are all terrified. But why does the emperor never stop? What is the emperor's pursuit? ?"

"After killing Emperor Zhuan Tian and completely unifying the Immortal Realm, what will the emperor plan?" Qin Tang stared at Li Fan and expressed his doubts.

"Haha." Li Fan chuckled lightly.

"All I want is the word 'longevity'." He said lightly.

Qin Tang was stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"Longevity? With the emperor's current cultivation, can't it be called immortality? If there are no accidents, it wouldn't be difficult for the emperor to live for millions of years, right?" He asked in shock, as if he couldn't understand.

"If you live a million years, you can claim to be longevity?" Li Fan smiled and just asked.

"In the desolate grave, hundreds of ancient immortal emperors have long since become dead bones in the tomb."

"Even the ancient immortal who was rumored to open up the immortal world and possess supreme power, is not yet transformed into a mountain range and suppressed by me under the palace."

"This time, I want to unify the immortal world, gather the power of all the immortals in the world, and create a great formation that covers the entire immortal world. In this way, I will blast away the cage of immortals that is said to exist in ancient times."

"I want to step on top of the immortals and go a step further." Li Fan's tone was indifferent, but he was so determined that no one could refute him.

Qin Tang was dumbfounded.

Because he knew that above the fairy world, there would be no more.

So he could only bow his head in silence.

Everything went according to Li Fan's plan.

In just one year, Li Fan unified the entire immortal world.

After that, he used extremely **** means to suppress all opposition. Collecting the resources of the whole immortal world, successfully created the great formation used to break the shackles of the immortal world.

With the launch of the great formation, the entire immortal world was trembling.

Countless cracks appeared in the sky, and everything in the world seemed to be shattering.

Li Fan laughed and rushed into the crack.

What greeted him was endless darkness.

At this point, the trial of eternity has ended.

Because Qin Tang knew that there was no need for further testing.

In this test, an anomaly appeared.

Even if he built a world of infinite weight, he probably wouldn't be able to wear down this person's determination to move forward.

If Master was here, he would be very happy to see such a genius.

It's just a pity...

A trace of disappointment flashed in Qin Tang's eyes.

With a long sigh, everyone woke up from their dream.

But it was still in the square at the beginning.

Some were dazed, some woke up, and their faces turned pale.

Some are caught in an epiphany, if there is gain.

Qin Tang looked at the cultivators with different performances and said with a smile, "The three trials are all over."

"Among you, some people behaved beyond my expectations, while others were really unbearable."

"The head master once told me that my Yunshui Tiangong accepts apprentices, and I am not very good."

He looked at the crowd with a soft expression: "If that's the case, let half of you stay."

After hearing what Qin Tang said, the cultivators, who were still smiling, changed their expressions dramatically.

"What do you mean?"

They knew exactly how they performed in the three tests.

Now that he heard that Qin Tang was going to kill half of the monks present, he was shocked and angry.

In desperation, they began to attack Qin Tang.

Qin Tang was not angry either.

He just smiled lightly: "Yunshui Tiangong, the chief of the Dharma Pavilion, Qin Tang."

"I also ask you to enlighten me."

Following Qin Tang's words, blue figures suddenly appeared beside half of the monks present.

They are just like the clones of the target, and their image, breath, and even strength are exactly the same as the original.

Once it appeared, it launched an undead attack on the target.

"The master and uncle are strict. However, the master once told me that you can't do things absolutely. If you can survive from your own mirror image, I will not embarrass you any more."

Looking at the cultivators who were in a hard fight, Qin Tang said slowly again.

The other half of the monks who were not attacked, including Li Fan, chose to stay away from the battlefield to avoid being affected.

Li Fan retreated to a safe place and observed the situation on the field.

This blue mirror shadow is extremely fierce, but also tireless and will not hurt.

Ordinary cultivators are really not their opponents. Hands to hand, and soon fell into a disadvantage.

Not long after, many monks died tragically under their own mirrors.

And as monks continue to die, the remaining struggling eyes can't last long.

Under the dog's eagerness to jump over the wall, they yelled at Qin Tang.

"Wake up! How many disciples are you still accepting, Yunshui Tiangong has been destroyed for many years!"

"What shit, Master and Uncle! When the catastrophe comes, not all of them will kill each other!"

"Murder each other?" Qin Tang shook his head after hearing this.

"I, Yunshui Tiangong, are of one mind. Respect and love each other. Even if I sacrifice myself for my fellow disciples, I won't hesitate."

"How can they kill each other?"

Qin Tang was talking, but his voice suddenly dropped.

"Great calamity, great calamity..."

He frowned, as if remembering something.

"The catastrophe..."

He kept repeating in a low voice, and the sky in the square suddenly became gloomy.

And the blue phantoms that attacked the monks also mutated.

The thick black continued to pour out from the inside of the phantom, and in an instant, the phantom was dyed a terrifying ink color.

The dark mirror shadow was much more ferocious than the previous blue phantom. In the blink of an eye, most of the cultivators who were struggling to support it died.

There are only a few left, who are still lingering.

And Qin Tang has not recovered from the stun. He was still whispering in his mouth.

The ground of the square began to shake violently, and the dark clouds in the sky kept pressing down.

Lightning and thunder continued.

Those monks who were not attacked by the mirror and watched the play on the side also felt bad.

But in the face of Qin Tang, who was already in a daze, no one dared to act rashly.

For a while, everyone didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Li Fan slowly walked to Qin Tang's side.

He carried a wine gourd, patted Qin Tang's shoulder, and handed it over.

With a smile on his face, Li Fan quietly said to Qin Tang, "Brother Qin, have a drink."

"Don't worry, there is no catastrophe at all."

Qin Tang turned his head and sniffed, instinctively took the wine gourd and took a sip.

Then he looked at Li Fan blankly: "Is there no catastrophe?"

Li Fan nodded confidently and repeated: "Yes, there is no catastrophe at all."

Qin Tang's eyes gradually lit up, and he kept muttering and repeating: "No catastrophe, no catastrophe, no catastrophe..."

"Hahaha, you are right! There is no catastrophe at all!"

After a long time, Qin Tang laughed and finally returned to normal.

The vision in the field also disappeared, and it became light again.

When everyone present saw this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Li Fan with gratitude.

Li Fan suddenly moved in his heart.

Because he noticed that there were two vague murderous intentions locked on him.

Although these two murderous intentions are extremely weak, Li Fan is extremely sensitive to them and will never make a mistake.

And the masters of these two murderous intentions are Sikong Yi and Bailichen!

Li Fan pretended not to notice, but secretly locked the two of them in the opposite direction through a murderous intent.

It just hasn't started.

The short episode passed quickly, and the battle between the monk and the blue mirror was over.

In the end, only two lucky ones survived.

Qin Tang looked at the cultivator who was still alive with a gentle face: "The trial is over, you all go."

The monks didn't know why, and they were about to speak, but they saw each other's figures gradually fade away~www.mtlnovel.com~ slowly disappeared in the square.

Soon, only Li Fan was left among the cultivators present.

Qin Tang looked at Li Fan, and the complex look in his eyes flashed away.

"Why don't you leave?"

Qin Tang asked.

Li Fan smiled calmly: "Senior brother still owes me a pot of good wine."

As if he did not expect Li Fan to answer like this, Qin Tang was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud.

"Yes, I still owe you a good pot of wine!"

His expression suddenly changed, and he looked at Li Fan seriously.

He stretched out his right hand and tapped Li Fan's forehead with his index finger.

"This "Clouds and Water Fantasy and Dreaming Technique" is an original painstaking technique that I have learned throughout my life. I hope you don't bury him!"

After a while, Qin Tang withdrew his fingers.

Li Fan's figure also slowly disappeared.

In the huge square, Qin Tang was alone again.

As it has been for thousands of years.

"Uncle, Master, Sister..."

Qin Tang looked around in loneliness, but found nothing.

So he took another sip of wine.

Li Fan gradually regained consciousness.

In front, there is a towering gate with four characters "Yunshui Tiangong" written on it.

And below the gate, stood a stone statue.

The stone statue is dilapidated and full of scars.

The heart seemed to be pierced through, revealing a huge void.

From the blurred face of the stone statue, one could vaguely see Qin Tang's appearance.

Li Fan quietly stared at the stone statue for a moment, then took out a wine gourd from the storage ring.

Gently placed in front of the stone statue.

Then it ran like a shadow, and hurried in the direction of the lock without the camera.