Nine Gates of Immortals

Chapter 146 The Supreme Treasure

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky and illuminated the earth.Gray sweeps across the world, the sound of rain gradually rises, and the sadness is deep into the bone.

The slumped drunk opened his sleepy eyes and moved his tired body.The icy fingertips wantonly beat the hideous life, writing a history full of bitterness and tears.

"Ahem, I'm not your master!" He opened his mouth slowly, blood froth overflowing from his mouth, mixed with rainwater and full of wine smell.

He seemed to have no room for others, only wine.

"Master!" Luo Fan knelt and rubbed over, letting the rain slap him, he wanted to take a good look at the person in front of him.

No matter how he changes, the feeling that is imprinted in his heart is undeniable.

He is Stone Buddha, although this is the first time Luo Fan has seen his true face, but the deep familiarity cannot be deceived.

It has been two years since Shi Buddha left, and there has been no news. I didn't expect to be injured by Dao. Who the hell is it?

Resentment aroused in his heart, and tears flowed from the corner of his eyes.

"Sorry, Master, I'm late."

"Ziyu..." Luo Fan called Ziyu with a trembling and eager tone.

"Think about it, this is the emperor's portable medicine king, and it is a priceless treasure that has the opportunity to evolve into a magic medicine." Ziyu reminded him kindly.

"Give it to me!" Luo Fan's tone was a bit tough, this was the first time he spoke to Ziyu in this tone.

Stone Buddha has the grace to recreate him, like a teacher and a father, a king of medicine is nothing, even if it is exchanged with his own flesh and blood, he will not hesitate.

"Hey!" Ziyu didn't annoy him, a phantom flashed, and a strange fruit appeared in Luo Fan's hands, held up by a fire of thought.

"Master!" Luo Fan raised the Changle Fruit over his head, all the light in the night sky focused on it, and even Sha Jialan and Shi Xin looked at it curiously.

Filial piety moved the sky, the thunder gradually faded, the rain gradually stopped, but the drunk man in front of him was unmoved.

"I'm not your master. My name is Zhizunbao. I'm waiting for the person I love to come back." The drunk still refused to admit his identity.

"Master, please take this medicine, boom!" Seeing that he refused to admit it, Luo Fan must have something to hide.

He kowtowed once, then kowtowed the second, and the third...

After a while, even his innate body couldn't bear it, and blood flowed out, and a big bump bulged out on his forehead.

"You shouldn't have brought him here." The drunk suddenly sat up, and gave Sha Jialan and Shi Xin a reproachful look.

"Master, if you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. Aunt Zixia will come back." Shi Xin also knelt down earnestly, and said pleadingly.

Luo Fan glanced at him as if he didn't expect him to be from the same school as himself, no wonder there was such an illusion of sympathy.

"Once upon a time, there was a sincere love in front of me, but I didn't cherish it.
I regret it when I lose it,

The most painful thing in the world is this
If God can give me another chance,

I will say three words to that girl:

'I love you. '

If you have to add a time limit to this love,
I hope it is 1 years! "

Supreme Treasure whispered affectionately, a gleam of light gradually appeared in those eyes, the sky and the earth changed color, and the rain faded.

"In the world of life, the six qi are felt on the outside, the seven emotions are hurt on the inside, and they are starved and exhausted. The diseases are hard to enumerate, but I can only talk about the diseases of the eyes. The random flowers gradually become charming to the eyes, and the eyes of the believer are also. The eyes are still untrustworthy; the heart of the one you depend on, but the heart is still not enough. You must remember that it is not easy to know people."

He stroked Luo Fan's forehead lightly, like enlightenment.

The bulging bag on Luo Fan's forehead actually shone with a colorful divine light, and then an auspicious cloud floated out and turned into a symbol and imprinted in his heart, which is miraculous.

When he woke up, the buildings in front of him were empty, the wind and rain stopped, and even the earthen city disappeared.

Luo Fan stared blankly at the Changle fruit in his hand, but he still didn't recognize himself.

"Master!" A crisp shout interrupted Luo Fan's melancholy.

Dabai under the seat of Bailing slammed on the brakes, bringing up a cloud of dust and smoke.

"Ahem——" Luo Fan frowned, looking at the troubled girl who was chasing after him, but there was no one else behind him.

"Where's Xing Tian?" Luo Fan always felt that something bad was going to happen, what Zhi Zun Bao said was definitely more than that simple?
"You mean that big stupid guy? I don't know." Bai Ling was also a little surprised, where did that big headless guy go.

"Somersault cloud!" Luo Fan squeezed the magic trick

A colorful auspicious cloud descended from the sky, bringing out a piece of magnificent colors. He jumped and flew into the distance. This is the treasure left to him by Supreme Treasure.

"It's fun, I want to come too!" Bai Ling applauded from below, there was no way, Luo Fan couldn't leave her here alone, he could only stretch out an arm and pull her up.

"Sit still!" Luo Fan pinched the Jue with his hands, his eyes flashed, and the somersaulting cloud disappeared like a stream of light, much faster than the dragon horse.

After flying for an unknown amount of time, Luo Fan finally arrived at Tianyu Village.

There was deathly silence, no one could be seen in the village, and gunpowder smoke was everywhere, as if a war had just been experienced.

"Are you late?" Luo Fan clenched his fists and swooped down.

"Om—" A withered vine stopped him like a barrier, and the totem pole in the village exuded a burst of weak divine power.

Luo Fan was overjoyed. It seemed that there were still people alive. He was about to call out, but suddenly his hairs stood on end. Looking back, he saw a gust of wind mixed with the force of a curse, which made him fall into a dilemma.

"Soul fire talisman!" Bai Ling pointed out suddenly, and a ignited yellow talisman burst in the black wind, crackling.

"Come in." There was an anxious voice, and then the totem of Tianyu Village flashed, and three young people walked out, all of whom were acquaintances.

Huangfu Xingyu, Huangfu awakened, and Huangfu Shencai supported each other with pale faces.

As soon as Luo Fan somersaulted, he and Bai Ling fell into the village.

"It's so dangerous!" Bai Ling wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but he didn't see the source of the crime when he looked back.

"Chacha." A sinister smile sounded from behind Luo Fan.

"Master, on your back!" Bai Ling covered his mouth in horror, because there was a grimace on Luo Fan's back, exuding a distorted gray air.

Luo Fan raised his left hand tremblingly, and the mole also showed a strange smile at this moment.

"Damn!"

"Heavenly Killing Ancestral Talisman!" A series of murderous aura sprang up from Luo Fan's back like sharp knives, and that grimace suddenly floated out. It was Hou Qing's head, and it flew towards him again.

"Soul refining!" The innate fire turned into a devil's battle suit, making it impossible to take advantage of.

But that head bypassed Luo Fan and rushed towards the three Tianjiao.

(End of this chapter)