Chapter 350: Desolate Heaven Fairyland
After countless hardships and dangers, Ye Fan finally set foot on the other side of the boundary sea. When he drove the newly repaired spirit boat through the chaotic and boundless void, a completely different scene appeared before his eyes - the Desolate Heaven Fairyland.
It was a bizarre, brilliant and magnificent world, completely different from the bloody and cruel Zhongzhou.
As the spirit boat slowly approached the edge of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm, Ye Fan only felt that he could see a vast expanse of stars in front of him, as if countless faint points of light were flickering in the darkness. These points of light were not ordinary stars, but countless small continents floating in the void.
On each small continent, you can vaguely see some majestic buildings, verdant trees and ancient stone tablets, as if they are independent small worlds. Legend has it that this place is controlled by various immortal forces and longevity families, forming the three thousand states of the Desolate Heaven Fairyland.
Countless families, sects, and even alien races all display their abilities here, competing with each other to build an extremely glorious world.
In the sky, fairy mists lingered and clouds looked like brocade. In the distance, several fairy palaces suspended in the air could be vaguely seen, which were symbols of the inheritance of some immortal families.
Ye Fan couldn't help but be shocked. He had suffered a lot of slaughter in Zhongzhou, but now he could see such a fairyland. Endless hope ignited in his heart.
After inquiring and secretly observing, Ye Fan learned that the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm was controlled by several huge forces. First, there were those immortal families that had gone through thousands of years. They had immortal blood, extremely long lifespans, and solid cultivation, and they controlled the most important spiritual vein resources in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm.
It is said that one of the clans, named "Qingxuan Family", almost monopolized the supply of spiritual energy in the entire fairyland; and another clan, "Chixia Family", had extraordinary attainments in martial arts, and all of its disciples were extraordinary in skills.
In addition to the immortal families, there are many immortal forces and alien forces coexisting in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm. It is rumored that there is an alien race called the "Star Clan". They have strange appearances and their bodies are shining with starlight. They seem to be inextricably linked to the mysteries of the universe. There are also some ancient demon races that have lived in seclusion in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm for many years, guarding their territory with peerless magic, which is terrifying.
What is even more noteworthy is that there are actually several sects among the human race with excellent reputations. They have gone through many disasters, but still adhered to the right path, accepted disciples strictly, and cultivated countless outstanding monks.
It is rumored that the "Purple Sky Sect" is one of the best among them. They have won unanimous praise from the outside world for their rigorous cultivation system and excellent inheritance. Although these sects are small, they are unique in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm and are regarded as the hope for the revival of the human race.
Facing this desolate fairyland full of miracles and crises, Ye Fan felt a surge of excitement and anticipation. He recalled the blood feud he had suffered in Zhongzhou. Now, the ruins and the countless lives lost have become his motivation to keep moving forward.
The magnificent sight of the Desolate Heaven Fairyland seemed to have opened a door to a whole new world for him.
"This is the legendary Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm..." Ye Fan murmured softly, his eyes flashing with determination, "Here, there are not only immortal forces, but also those famous human clans. Perhaps, this is exactly the place where I must go to learn from a master, improve myself, and truly change my destiny."
He knew that this journey would be full of dangers. The sea of boundaries was full of dangers. The Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm seemed beautiful on the surface, but in fact, the competition was fierce, and the grievances and disputes between the major forces never stopped. It was not easy to find a real master here and worship a master. But Ye Fan was fearless. He had already built an indestructible city in his heart. He knew that as long as he continued to improve his strength, one day, he would make a name for himself in this world.
After arriving at the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm, Ye Fan began to gather intelligence quietly. Relying on his keen sense of consciousness, he carefully observed the distribution of forces around him, and soon learned that this place was indeed firmly controlled by various immortal forces and longevity families.
Among the three thousand states in the Desolate Heaven Fairyland, each state has its own unique resources and heritage. There are both alliances and disputes between forces. The whole world is complex and intricate, with opportunities and dangers coexisting.
Ye Fan secretly contacted some secret information dealers and learned that there was a human race sect with an excellent reputation - "Zixiao Sect", which was famous for its strict sect rules and superb inheritance. The disciples were all talented and their cultivation was rapidly breaking through. It was rumored that the head of Zixiao Sect was an old ancestor who had experienced hundreds of battles and had guided countless young people to glory. Although Zixiao Sect was not large in size in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm, it was respected for its excellent reputation and became the place where many seekers yearned for.
"Perhaps, this is exactly my goal." Ye Fan thought to himself, "If I can become the disciple of the head of the Purple Sky Sect, I can not only make up for the massacre in Zhongzhou, but also improve my own cultivation and reshape my destiny."
He began to frequently inquire about the news of Zixiao Sect, paying attention to the places where the masters appeared and the gatherings of the sect. After a period of observation, he found that although Zixiao Sect was not as powerful as some large sects, it had strict internal order and all the disciples were extremely talented. Because of this, Zixiao Sect has been making steady progress in the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm, attracting countless cultivators who are eager to break through to come and become disciples.
Decided to go to Zixiao Sect
After a long period of thinking and observation, Ye Fan decided not to delay any longer and he must go to become a disciple in person. Although this means that he will face more intense competition and tests, he knows that only by constantly absorbing new strength can he go further in this challenging world.
On a dark and windy night, Ye Fan quietly left his temporary residence and boarded the newly assembled spirit boat to cross the outer periphery of the Desolate Heaven Fairyland. He walked on the silent and mysterious road, and every step was full of determination and resolve. He knew that the road ahead was long and full of dangers, but as long as he had a dream in his heart, he would not be afraid of any difficulties.
Finally, Ye Fan found the entrance to Zixiao Sect in a hidden valley. It was an ancient and solemn stone gate, with exquisite cranes and cloud patterns carved on it, emitting a faint spiritual light. In front of the gate stood several disciples in green shirts, with peaceful faces and a calm and determined look in their eyes.
Ye Fan took a deep breath, walked forward, and asked softly: "Excuse me, is the head of Zixiao Sect here?"
An older disciple looked up at him with a puzzled look on his face: "Donor, are you here to join the Zixiao Sect?"
Ye Fan smiled slightly and replied in a low voice: "I am here to seek a teacher."
The disciple hesitated for a moment, as if weighing something, and finally nodded: "Please follow me."
Behind the stone gate, a spacious inner courtyard appeared in front of Ye Fan. The courtyard was full of towering ancient trees and gurgling water, which seemed to contain infinite spiritual energy. The head of the Zixiao Sect sat on a beautifully carved stone platform, wearing a green shirt, and his eyebrows revealed the wisdom and calmness of having experienced the world. His eyes were calm and deep, as if he could see through everything about Ye Fan.
"Donor, please take a seat." The headmaster said gently, his voice carrying a hint of kindness yet still retaining majesty.
Ye Fan knelt down and saluted, and whispered: "Junior Ye Fan, I have long heard of the great reputation of the sect. Today I dare not come here presumptuously to ask for advice. I hope that the master can accept me as a disciple."
The head of Zixiao Sect smiled slightly, with a slightly scrutinizing look in his eyes: "Ye Fan, your eyes seem to contain extraordinary determination. You have gone through hardships and suffered serious injuries, but you still insisted on coming here to seek a master. This perseverance and wisdom are really rare. May I know why you decided to leave Zhongzhou?"
Ye Fan raised his head with a firm gaze: "Zhongzhou is in chaos, and the righteous paths are in constant conflict. As for me... I only hope to comprehend the true path and transcend all hatred and restraints in a purer cultivation environment. Zixiao Sect is a sect with an excellent reputation. Its heritage is long-standing and will surely help me cleanse the dust in my heart and achieve supreme cultivation."
The head of the sect nodded slightly, with a look of approval on his face: "I admire your ambition very much. But you must also understand that the road to the Tao is by no means an easy one. You need to let go of past disputes and focus on your pursuit, only then can you truly comprehend the true meaning of the Tao. Do you have enough courage to face all the difficulties and obstacles?"
Ye Fan took a deep breath and said in a sonorous voice: "I am willing to live for the Tao and I am not afraid of any hardship."
The head of the sect sighed, his eyes flashing with complex light: "Okay, I will accept you as my disciple. You will live in our sect for the time being, and when you get through this difficult time, you can do great things."
Ye Fan nodded gratefully, with a determined light in his eyes. He knew that this time of becoming a disciple was not only to seek strength, but also to put aside the bloody and hateful years in the past and start pursuing his own path again.
The inheritance and opportunity of the wild heaven fairyland
In the inner courtyard of Zixiao Sect, the spiritual energy is rich and the springs are gurgling, as if it is a paradise. Countless ancient books and inheritances are preserved here, recording countless secret methods of cultivation of predecessors. The head of the sect took Ye Fan to visit the inner courtyard and explained as they walked: "This is the 'Lingyun Pavilion' of our sect, which is a treasure house passed down by the heads of successive generations. It records our sect's alchemy, formations, and even immortal secrets. Each classic contains immortal wisdom. If you can understand the truth from it, you will be reborn and reach the top."
Ye Fan listened attentively, and secretly made up his mind to practice here with all his heart, and never disappoint the headmaster's high hopes. Although Lin Yue was far away in Zhongzhou, she often sent her care and encouragement through carrier pigeons, so that Ye Fan was never alone in difficult times.
Seeing Ye Fan so determined, the head of the sect was pleased and said, "You should practice here for a while first. When you have achieved great success, you can return to Zhongzhou with your strength and make those who looked down on you pay the price."
Ye Fan bowed deeply: "I will never fail you, Master!"
At this moment, the air in Zixiao Sect was filled with the breath of hope and opportunity. Ye Fan looked at the stone tables filled with ancient books and flashing runes, and felt a sense of novelty in his heart, and felt that everything seemed like a long-lost dream.
In the dead of night, Ye Fan sat alone in Lingyun Pavilion, holding a yellowed book in his hand, silently thinking about his future. The three thousand states of the Desolate Heaven Immortal Realm are indeed glorious, with the righteous, alien, and immortal families each occupying one side, but it is this diverse situation that has given him unlimited opportunities.
"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will rise here and rebuild my old business..." Ye Fan whispered softly, looking firmly at the distant starry sky. He knew that this was just a new starting point. Only by constantly absorbing the wisdom and strength here can he become stronger and eventually transcend all hatred and disputes.
The sect leader's earnest teachings, the rich spiritual energy of the Zixiao Sect, and the mysterious heritage of the Desolate Heaven Fairyland are all silently telling us: Only by constant pursuit can we find our own eternal path in this world full of unknowns and opportunities.
Ye Fan closed his eyes and deeply absorbed the endless spiritual energy and wisdom. He understood that from now on, his fate would be completely different from the sufferings of the past. He would eventually embark on the road of glory that belonged to him with a brand new attitude! "
