Patriarch: My strength is the sum of the entire clan

Chapter 162
But what Ye Fan cares most about is not the Chaos Fruit, but the Chaos Way contained in the Chaos Tree.

What Ye Fan practiced himself was the way of chaos.

But I don't know that Chaos is different from other avenues of heaven and earth, you can gain understanding by observing everything.

Compared with ordinary avenues, the chaotic world avenue is much more difficult to comprehend.

And the chaotic avenue contained in the chaotic tree is just enough for Ye Fan to comprehend the chaotic world avenue faster.

For Ye Fan, it is a rare treasure.

Plant the Chaos Tree in the center of the Chaos World.

Absorbing the power of chaos outside the world, the chaos tree began to slowly improve.

Becoming the master of the world gave Ye Fan a sense of security.

But Ye Fan didn't just lose his fighting spirit.

According to the novel, the Lord of the World is safe, but there is always something that can be restrained.

Therefore, the matter of improving one's cultivation level cannot be stopped.

"System, sum up."

The cultivation base has been promoted to the middle stage of Immortal.

The cultivation base of Ye Jinhai and others has also reached the middle stage of Mahayana.

The distance to soaring is not far away.

And in the Changming Great Thousand World, the Black Dragon Empire.

After Ye Xiaofan became the son-in-law, he was like a fish in water in Qinghong Immortal Sect.

He is familiar with most of the senior officials of Qinghong Immortal Sect.

Only the suzerain, who never sees the end of the dragon, has never seen it.

And the reason why the Qinghong Immortal Sect became one of the three major sects of the Black Dragon Empire was all facilitated by this suzerain.

It is rumored that the suzerain's strength is even stronger than the head of the Black Dragon Empire.

"Xiao Fan, the suzerain asked you to go find him."

An elder suddenly sent news, asking Ye Fan to find the suzerain.

Sovereign looking for me?

Ye Xiaofan instantly became vigilant.

I have nothing to do with this suzerain, why did I ask myself to find him?
But since they have already found the door, if they don't go by themselves, doesn't it mean that they have a guilty conscience.

Ye Xiaofan sorted out his mood, and quickly arrived at the main peak of Qinghong Immortal Sect.

The main peak of Qinghong Immortal Sect is very cold, except for a few servants, there is almost no one there.

Qinghong Immortal, the suzerain of Qinghong Immortal Sect, did not accept disciples either.

"come in."

As soon as Ye Xiaofan arrived, the door opened automatically, guiding Ye Xiaofan in.

When Ye Xiaofan entered the main hall, he saw a figure in the mist above him.

In Ye Xiaofan's eyes, this figure is illusory yet real.

What a powerful force!

With this move alone, we can see the great strength of Immortal Qinghong.

"Your fate, I can't see through it." The voice of Qinghong Immortal came slowly, which made Ye Fan's heart twitch suddenly.

"It's a very interesting method of avatars. You seem to be an odd number. Maybe you can bring about different changes in this world."

"Give this token to you, and I will teach you two little Taoism. When your cultivation level reaches the Golden Immortal, someone will guide you."

After speaking, Immortal Qinghong waved Ye Xiaofan out of the hall.

Looking at the token in his hand, and the two extra Taoisms in his mind, Ye Xiaofan was stunned, what does this mean?
What kind of adventure did you encounter?

Ye Xiaofan was not overly happy, this feeling of being seen through was too insecure.

It seems that more effort has to be made to hide the truth.

After tidying up his emotions, Ye Fan looked at the token in his hand.

The token looks very extraordinary, with two large characters on the front and back, Fangcun, Bodhi!

Ye Fan was shocked when he saw these two words.

Size?Bodhi?
Could it be Lingtai Square Inch Mountain?Patriarch Bodhi?

Rumor has it that Patriarch Bodhi has a supernatural power, which can transform into thousands of enlightened mortals.

Could this Qinghong Immortal be one of the incarnations of Patriarch Bodhi?

Ye Fan had a faint feeling that this time, it seemed that he really hugged his thigh, the thick, thick kind.

According to the meaning of Patriarch Bodhi, if one breaks through the Golden Immortal stage, one has a chance to be accepted as a real disciple.

Please, this is Patriarch Bodhi.

I just don’t know if there is Monkey King in this world.

If he could meet the legendary Monkey King, then Ye Fan's childhood dreams would be fulfilled.

After Ye Xiaofan returned to his cave, he carefully inserted his divine sense into the token.

The next moment, Ye Xiaofan felt that he had come to a strange place.

This place is very strange, surrounded by green hills, and there is a small road at the foot.

Ye Xiaofan walked forward along the path.

Soon, a figure appeared in front of the path.

This figure seems to be a woodcutter, holding an old axe, looking at the pine logs in front of him.

Ordinary is very shabby and seems to have curled up.

The woodcutter didn't use mana either, he just chopped down a tree with a simple axe.

When he saw Ye Xiaofan, the woodcutter suddenly showed a smile on his face.

Then he took out another ax from behind like a magic trick, handed it to Ye Xiaofan, and signaled Ye Xiaofan to cut down trees together.

Ye Xiaofan also became interested, took the ax and started chopping down trees.

Seeing the relaxed look of the woodcutter, Ye Xiaofan thought it was very simple.

But when he really got started, Ye Xiaofan realized how big the mistake was.

This ordinary pine tree is no less powerful than an earth fairy-level spiritual creature.

Don't say that you don't need mana, even if you use mana, you can't cut it off at all.

After trying for several days, Ye Fan was out of breath and was about to give up. The woodcutter who had been silent all this time finally spoke.

"Use this to chop!"

The woodcutter pointed to his chest!

Cut with heart?

Ye Xiaofan didn't understand.

How to cut down trees with heart.

One day, ten days, one hundred days.

One year, ten years!

Gradually, although Ye Fan still didn't cut down a tree, he seemed to have a little more understanding in his heart.

To chop with your heart, you don't use your heart, but your heart.

Ye Fan gradually mobilized a bit of mental strength and attached himself to the axe.

Clang!
A series of sparks shot out from the pine tree, still unharmed, but Ye Xiaofan didn't feel depressed at all, on the contrary, he became more and more excited.

Ye Xiaofan began to practice how to increase the amount of mental energy that can be used each time, and how to improve the quality of mental energy.

Originally, Ye Fan's mental strength level was already as high as level three, but now he is only one step away from level four.

Hack and chop and chop in the little woods!
Seeing Ye Xiaofan getting better and better, the woodcutter showed a smile on his face.

"After ten years of entry, it seems that the understanding of the younger brother is a little worse than that of the senior brother."

"I have to hurry up and prepare to cut the osmanthus."

Time passed little by little, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred years passed in a flash.

For an immortal, a hundred years is nothing more than a game of chess.

But for Ye Fan, a hundred years is close to one-tenth of his life.

After all, Ye Fan is only over 1000 years old now.

On the ax blade, a complete red light suddenly appeared.

Red light streaked across the pine.

The tough pine wood is like butter cut by a hot knife, without the slightest resistance, it was cut off instantly.

Mind power, level four.

(End of this chapter)