Chapter 293 Stone Tool - Divine Treasure

The Nine Secrets of Lizhou came from a very mysterious place. Ye Fan carefully observed this piece of brocade. According to the above, it was very far away, and it was already close to the central area of ​​Donghuang.

Sacred Cliff, this is an ancient name, marked on this piece of silk, it is the place with nine secrets.

Ye Fan felt that the name was a bit special, so he couldn't help asking the big black dog, "Hei Huang, have you heard of Shengya?"

The big black dog's heart jumped suddenly and said, "How do you know this name?"

"I threw the ancient scroll to Duan De, and left this piece of brocade. It was mentioned above that the Nine Secrets were hidden there." Ye Fan did not hide it from the Black Emperor.

"This place is very unusual. There is a great emperor who has been there. Facing the ancient cliff, he felt something in his heart and paid tribute there." The black emperor said so.

"What kind of place is it?" Ye Fan was even more surprised.

"There seems to be a rumor that there was a great desolate and ancient holy body that perished there, and the blood stained the stone cliff. The ancient emperors were all lonely and invincible. When they traveled to the ancient cliffs, most of them thought that the holy body, if it was still alive, would be worth a shot. "

"There is such an anecdote..." Ye Fan touched his chin. This is an unusual place. The Nine Secrets are hidden in that area, and he has to walk around.

But he doesn't want to leave now, Jinbo is in hand, Jiu Mi can't run away, just follow the map and ask for it. Today, what he needs most is to improve his realm, rather than urgently looking for a secret method.

In the past few days, he has traveled to dozens of cities, constantly buying stones, and then going to the no-man's land to cut them apart. With what he had before, he has accumulated more than 10,000 catties of resources.

Right now, he has been able to break through to the third level of the Taoist Palace, but he is not satisfied and wants to be promoted to the fourth level of the Taoist Palace.

It’s just that the difficulty is too great, and it takes 100,000 jins of source to do it. This is a dizzying number. It’s a little difficult to just gamble on stones.

"Maybe it's time to go to the Holy City..." Ye Fan said to himself.

After more than half a month, the turmoil in Lizhou did not subside. On the contrary, it became more and more intense. Another focus of the day, Duan De, was more embarrassed than Ye Fan.

The unscrupulous Taoist priest is indeed a person. Under those circumstances, he actually found an opportunity to escape successfully.

However, his life was going to be very difficult afterward. All the Holy Lands searched at the same time, Wu Dao, one of the Thirteen Great Bandits, roared and chased him, and the demon clan also lingered.

Duan Delian escaped for half a month. He was so tired that he almost vomited blood, and he was almost skinned alive. Finally, he couldn't hold it any longer and threw the ancient scroll with shaking hands.

But even so, he couldn't get better. Wu Dao, one of the Thirteen Great Bandits, seemed to have locked him in, chasing him for a while, day and night.

Some people saw that after half a month, Duan De lost a lot of weight and was covered in blood, but the only surprising thing was that he was still alive and kicking, and there was no sign of failure.

"This dead fat man has a really big life. The Holy Lands didn't kill him, and even Wu Dao himself didn't kill him." Ye Fan was speechless.

According to the latest news, Duan De, who was chased and killed by Wu Dao, had nowhere to go and escaped in the direction of Zhongzhou.

After the ancient scroll was thrown out by the unscrupulous Taoist priest, the descendants of the All Holy Lands fought violently, shocking the elders, and their combat power was astonishing.

"We have to go back to Shizhai, and we need to transfer people away. It is estimated that after a while, the dispute over the ancient scrolls will have a result, and most of the major holy places will sit down and talk."

It is not the Nine Secrets, but a world-shattering map. If the major sects understand it, there will be huge waves. It is not a place that can be swallowed by a single holy land.

He didn't want the people in Shizhai to be impacted, and wanted to arrange them in advance to keep them away from Zishan.

"If the All Holy Lands attack Zishan aggressively, other places will be empty, and there may be a perfect opportunity. I need a source." Ye Fan was full of desire.

Half a month later, Ye Fan and Heihuang returned to Shizhai, which was the same as before, and there was not much change.

This place is far from rich and beautiful. The stockade surrounded by reddish-brown stones is very desolate, with few vegetation and trees. This is only a small oasis of more than ten miles.

However, the people here are in a good state of mind, digging for a living, and their lives are worry-free. They can go to the oasis in the distance to exchange daily necessities.

"Brother Ye is back, and that... the Black Emperor." The people in Shizhai greeted enthusiastically, almost calling the big black dog wrong.

When they learned that they were going to move out of this place, many elderly people were silent. They had lived here for generations, and it was a little hard for anyone to suddenly leave.

"I have to move, there will be no peace here in the future, there will be a huge storm." Ye Fan explained patiently.

In the end, he had no choice but to invite Zhang Wuye to briefly describe the situation of Zishan.

Hearing that the Holy Land was coming, Zhang Wuye changed color and sighed: "The ancestors let us stay here, do we have to evacuate now?"

The black emperor probed over the huge head and said: "Leave, your family will have great blessings in the future."

Ye Fan had heard that the first ancestor of the Zhang family, the Yuantian Shi, once said that if he stayed here to pay respects to Zishan, there would be great blessings in the future.

For many people, completely moving out of this place is a sad process, and Ye Fan did not rush them because there was still plenty of time.

Even if the ancient scroll fell into the hands of the Holy Land, it would be difficult to see any results in a short period of time. The game between all parties required constant compromise and redistribution of interests.

However, at this moment, the big black dog made a discovery. When it ran to Zishan to watch, it found a figure, and someone had come.

"Are you sure?" Ye Fan was startled, it was too fast.

"That person is very terrifying. I only saw a phantom and disappeared in a flash." The big black dog said solemnly.

The Black Emperor only vaguely saw that man wearing a Taoist robe, standing on the top of Zishan Mountain, and disappearing in an instant, which startled him a lot.

"Wearing a Taoist robe, shouldn't it be the dead fat man? But, wasn't he being chased in the direction of Zhongzhou?" Ye Fan was puzzled.

"It's definitely not that fat man. He can't be that fast. I will remember the person who was bitten by me very clearly. This person is quite terrifying. The emperor disappeared in the blink of an eye."

Ye Fan felt that he needed to leave quickly, this place was not calm, and the storm came faster than he thought.

"You urge them to clean up quickly, and I'll go out for a spin." He left Shizhai and went to Pingyan City to inquire about the news, but he learned that the Holy Land had not acted, and the ancient scroll had not been extinguished.

"What's going on? In the future of the Holy Land, someone has arrived first. It must be a top expert." Ye Fan secretly guessed that this person must have watched the ancient scrolls.

When Ye Fan came back, he saw the big black dog dozens of miles away from Shizhai, and asked curiously, "Why are you here?"

"A bull nose came and entered the stone village. The emperor couldn't see through him, and he was afraid that he would be detrimental to the emperor."

"So, you ran out?" Ye Fan was surprised, he was a little worried about the people in Shizhai.

"Don't worry, the cultivation base has reached such a realm, and it will definitely not be difficult for mortals, but this emperor does not know why he entered the stone village."

"You said that his Taoist was the one he saw at the top of Zishan?"

"It's probably that bull nose, otherwise, how could there be two top experts in the same area." The big black dog pondered for a while, then said, "Go and see, what is he doing?"

Ye Fan thought about it, changed his appearance, and dressed up as Wang Shu, even his original temperament was almost the same.

Now, about to be far away from here, Wang Shu is not in Shizhai, but is purchasing the necessary materials in Pingyan City.

He returned to the stone village in the appearance of Wang Shu. As soon as he came back, he saw a lot of people surrounded by people in the village, and many people were talking about it.

"What's going on?" Ye Fan asked.

"There's an old man here. It's very strange. He likes the grinder from Zhang Wuye's house and the grinder from Er Lengzi's house, and is planning to buy it."

"This old man's eyesight is too bad. Even I can see that the grinder and grinding disc must have no source. He actually wants to pay a high price for it. I really don't know what to think."

Ye Fan's heart jumped, and he quickly walked forward. There was an old Taoist in the crowd. He was wearing an old Taoist robe. He looked quite old and washed a little white.

"This kind of clothing is not the same as today..." Ye Fan's heart moved, the style of the robe was very ancient.

His expression was calm, but his heart was full of horror, and the momentary spiritual sense made him feel like he was facing a sleeping desolate and ancient wild dragon.

However, the spiritual sense disappeared in a flash, and he quickly lost that feeling, he was calm, and there was nothing unusual.

This is an old man with white hair and a shawl. He looks like he can be in his sixties or seventies, and he is in high spirits. He is seriously watching the stone grinding plate of Er Lengzi's house.

"I'll give you ten pounds of source, and I want this grinding wheel." The old man said to Er Lengzi's parents.

"Ten pounds?" Everyone around was shocked.

Even Ye Fan was a little puzzled. He was watching the mill carefully, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

In the end, Lao Dao bought the grinding wheel and began to cut the stone in front of everyone.

The stone chips were flying, and he was very careful, for fear that he would cut some treasures, layer by layer peeling off, and there was no slashing at all.

However, in the end, the grinding plate turned into a ground of stone chips, but nothing was cut out. The old Taoist frowned, stood up, pointed to the stone roller in front of Zhang Wuye's house not far away, and said, "This roller , I will give out 20 catties of source."

"This..." The people in Shizhai were quite shocked.

"Five masters, what is the origin of these stone mills and stone mills?" Ye Fan asked Zhang Wuye in a low voice.

"I haven't heard of any origins..." Zhang Wuye frowned and thought about it for a long time before saying, "My ancestors have been using it for generations. It's nothing special. Anyway, I can't see the source in it."

Suddenly, Zhang Wuye's expression changed, and Ye Fan looked at each other. They thought of the same possibility. Could these stone mills and stone mills be left by their ancestors on purpose?

You must know that the ancestors of the Zhang family are not ordinary people, they are a generation of strange people.

If it was left by the ancestors on purpose, it must be extraordinary. With their eyesight, they can't see anything special at all.

"Are there many stone tools like this in the village?" Ye Fan asked.

"Specific... No statistics." Zhang Wuye's fingers trembled a little.

Are the things that strange man left to his descendants, the most common stone piers, stone mills, stone mills and the like? Ye Fan was shocked.

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