Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

The red earth stretches from the feet to the horizon.

Desolate, dead, endless.

Between red and gray, the tall and straight white figure became extremely small.

Feifei stops and stops, drifting away, showing loneliness and loneliness.

One day, five days, half a month...

In such a monotonous and uninhabited environment as the unknown space, the concept of time becomes more and more blurred.

Yang Fan can't remember exactly how long Qing has been here, it seems more than two years, and it seems more than three years.

I just remember that it has been three months since I separated from Zhuge Jin and set foot on this red land, and I have flown countless tens of thousands of meters.

"The last time you walked through that red land, you walked for three months?"

Yang Fan stopped and looked around. The surrounding scenes were almost exactly the same. It felt like four mirrors were placed to reflect the same scene in his eyes.

"Can you still go out?"

Yang Fan felt desperate in his heart, and his whole body was enveloped by a sense of suffocation.

The entire space is so large, but there are only so few 20 people, and they may even be gone.

It is extremely difficult to meet again, and the probability of winning a million lottery is countless times lower.

Now even the corpse mandrills and skeletons he longed to see have not appeared again, it seems that he is the only "living creature" in the whole world.

"Two more months to go..."

Yang Fan murmured.

Because of the condensed drop of soul blood, the purple toxin in his body corrodes the soul at a faster rate, and it is estimated that in three months, it will be completely uncontrollable and explode.

However, at this moment, he regretted it very much, and regretted being separated from Zhuge Jin.

Even if I die with her and go to the underworld with her, it is better than exploring aimlessly alone, and finally dying alone in fear and madness.

Fly for another five days.

Yang Fan used the earth escape technique to drill into the ground, poured more than a dozen mouthfuls of Mengpo soup to refine it, and restored the power of spiritual consciousness to a range of 4000 meters.

After that, he took out the few remaining jade slips and ancient books that hadn't been checked carefully.

Looking at a bunch of mobile phones, Yang Fan took one of them into his hand and plugged it into a power bank.

soon.

A picture appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, one by one familiar faces appeared, and their voices.

"Brother Fan, happy new year! When you come out of the secret realm, brother, I'll take you to pick up girls, um, don't tell sister-in-law..." This is my cousin Yang Jian.

"Hey~ha~brother! I can fly, great, the future empress is in front of you, why don't you hurry up and bow down..." This is my cousin Yang Fei.

"Brother, happy new year, I went to school and learned a lot..." This is Yang Wuli, the Yu Luocha of the Shura tribe.

"Xiaofan, everyone is fine, uncle and aunt, don't worry, we'll wait for you when you come back..." This is Yang Zhiping, the third uncle of the village head.

"..."

"Brother-in-law~Happy New Year! I'll wait for you to come out to drink your wedding wine with my sister!" This is Du Lanyue, the sister-in-law of the underground lover, because Shen Xintong is next to her, and she simply said this.

Seeing this, Yang Fan was in a daze for a while, and only saw her two or three times when he returned from the secret realm. He didn't know what was going on now, did the relationship with Tong Jie ease?

Obviously, her departure must have revealed something between the two of them.

And I haven't had time to chat with Shen Xintong yet.

"Xiaofan~ I miss you so much..."

In the video, Shen Xintong's dimples are blooming, talking about the current situation little by little, expressing his thoughts, the most distressing thing is that he cannot make progress in his cultivation and cannot enter the secret realm.

In the end, it was Niu Guyu's, "Hello, Xiaofan~ Although my sister-in-law will soon enter the secret realm to meet you, I will also join in the fun and wish you a Happy New Year..."

After looking at the video screen repeatedly for a long time, Yang Fan let out a breath, put his phone away solemnly, and changed to another one.

The screen brightened, and on it was a group photo of him and Zhuge Jin.

Shallow dimples, bright smile, playful and cute brows.

The moment Yang Fan saw this face, his heart ached and he closed his eyes tightly.

At this moment.

In the dead wood forest, a figure in green clothes was flying towards the east quickly. It was Zhuge Jin who Yang Fan believed was bound to die.

After fusing her soul blood, she quietly waited for death underground.

It wasn't until half a month later that the toxin flared up again, but it didn't kill her, she just fell into a coma for an unknown amount of time.

After waking up, Zhuge Jin was puzzled and joyful, and immediately chased in the direction where Yang Fan left.

During this period, I would go into a coma every half month, but I could wake up every time.

However, Zhuge Jin, who was full of expectations, didn't know that the distance between her and Yang Fan was getting farther and farther.

time flies.

Seven days in a blink of an eye.

Yang Fan read the last jade slips and ancient books, but failed to find a way to suppress the toxin.

On the road again.

Until this day, Yang Fan, who looked haggard, unshaven, and with disheveled hair, suddenly stopped, his eyes sparkled, and he was ecstatic.

In front of them appeared a yurt-like building made of red stones, densely packed in pieces.

There were also sporadic 'figures' who were sitting, standing or walking. When they found him, they rushed towards him with 'gugu' roaring anxiously.

"Hahaha~ Good!"

Yang Fan was so excited that he laughed loudly. He was afraid that he would go crazy before seeing any moving 'living things'.

The whole body of the humanoid monster is gray and white, and it is composed of pieces of stones. The breath fluctuations range from Qi training to foundation building, and some of them should be suppressed.

The number is not many for the time being, less than one hundred.

Yang Fan is unfamiliar with these 'living creatures', but also a little familiar with them.

They are familiar because with their stone bodies, they look similar to the "stone people" recorded in ancient books.

The strange reason is that the "Stone People" have long been extinct in the small worlds of cultivating immortals and even in the fairy world. There are only a few words of description in the ancient books, and they don't know much about them.

The distance between the two sides instantly narrowed.

Yang Fan's body was shaken, and eight flying swords rushed out, shooting in all directions, and at the same time, he used Kunpeng to go straight to the stone man in the foundation building period.

clang clang ~

The flying sword clanged on the stone man, sparks shot out.

Even if the limbs are disassembled, they are quickly reassembled.

Only a hit to the head can seriously injure or kill them.

And the attacks they release are white awns of different shapes, like swords, knives, light blades, and moon arcs...

Composed of vitality!

"Is it really the stone people?"

Yang Fan's eyes flickered. The stone people are all kinds of strange stones that absorb the essence of heaven and earth. After a long period of time, spiritual wisdom was born. They can reproduce like the skeleton people, and they also cultivate by absorbing spiritual energy like most creatures.

bang~

Yang Fan raised his fist and confronted a stone man of the Foundation Establishment Period, causing him to fly upside down for more than 20 meters.

I feel average.

Before suppressing the realm, it was like building two or three layers of foundations.

With a twist of his body, Yang Fan turned into an afterimage and bullied himself in front of the other Ji Ji, fisting with both hands and colliding with the stone arm, while sending a voice: "Stone people?"

"@#￥%!#&%..." The stone man opened and closed his mouth at the same time, babbling in an incomprehensible language, which sounded very similar to the old saying spoken by the corpse mandrill.

Immediately, it was changed to the sound transmission of spiritual thoughts: "You are a skeleton family? How did you grow a flesh body?"

Yang Fan was overjoyed, as long as he could communicate, he drank for a while and used four light gates to protect himself and stop attacking.

"Sorry, I'm not a skeleton clan, I don't intend to offend you, I just passed by here, dare to ask what is this place?"

The stone man waved his stone arm, stepped back, and a crowd of stone men gathered behind it.

"This is the territory of our Stone Clan."

The foundation stone man looked at Yang Fan up and down, "I've never seen a creature like you, why did you appear here? What's the purpose?"

Yang Fan's heart sank slightly, which meant that other people had never been to this area.

However, the stone people who call themselves the 'Stone Clan' are easier to talk to, unlike the Skeleton Clan who come up and kill them directly.

"I strayed into this place, got separated from my companions, and am looking for them."

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