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A thin, middle-aged man with disheveled hair, who looked even more like a beggar than him, was sitting cross-legged on the mountain stream below. He was holding a bronze compass in his left hand, and his eyes were staring at the spinning needle while his right hand was pinching his fingers.

At this moment, the sweating middle-aged man couldn't hide his panic, he thought to himself, "How could it be like this? According to my previous deduction, the Gate of Life will only change ten days from now. Why would the Gate of Life suddenly change? Where? Where is the Gate of Life?"

As the middle-aged man continued to deduce the situation, a strange scene played out in front of him.

The surrounding fifty meters was originally filled with weeds, but now, from the edge of the area, a strange cold aura filled the air. The green weeds quickly withered and turned yellow, as if something had taken away their life force, causing the green area to decrease in size. It gradually moved closer to the man, and in less than ten minutes, the entire green area would wither and wither.

This middle-aged man did not even know that Yang Fan was the core of the Feng Shui Grand Formation's formation when he thought about it, but with a slight movement of Yang Fan, the formation immediately underwent a complete change as the location of the sect instantly shifted.

However, this kind of shift in position was impossible to be determined using the regular method of Fengshui Acupoint Sinking Technique. The location of the Gate of Life could only be determined with a single thought from Yang Fan.

Yang Fan looked down upon this scene from above and could not help but let out a cry of surprise: "This person's finger technique is actually a part of the third finger that I created from the 'Eight Exemplary Fingers'. Could it be that the? Earth Book? that I originally wrote has been passed down to this day? That's right, back then I had passed the Earth Book down to Li Qiankun out of the four children. Could this person be the descendant of Li Qiankun or a disciple? "

Now that he had this relationship, this middle-aged man could barely be considered his disciple, and he couldn't be ignored.

Then, Yang Fan's gaze focused once again.

The current him, even though he was unable to clearly see the middle-aged man's biological field s due to the distance being too far away, Yang Fan did not know how many experts he had seen in the God Realm and he had his own way of watching the air. With one glance, he discovered that when the middle-aged man used the third finger of the "Eight Fingers of Heaven", the energy in his body circulated at high speeds and flowed outwards.

"No, it's not a cultivator. Compared to a cultivator's true essence, it's too weak, too scattered, and too miscellaneous ?" I know, he's a martial artist who cultivates a martial arts inner force. "

At the same time, Yang Fan's eyes revealed a hint of surprise: "Could it be that in the future generations, the martial arts that have already declined has become popular again? "But that's not strange. Earth's elemental energy concentration is tens of times denser than it was before I rose and the difficulty of cultivation is also dozens of times lower. It's barely enough to form a cultivation environment and it's unlikely to become wishful thinking just because of the depletion of the heaven and earth's elemental energy ?"

In his previous life, Yang Fan had briefly experienced martial arts.

He had tried to cultivate many of the inner force mental cultivation methods on the internet, some of them were genuine, but he later realized that these mental cultivation methods were too simple compared to the essence of the Dao and the internal core s that were created were too weak, hence he no longer paid attention to martial arts.

Yang Fan was not in a hurry to go down to save people. After observing for a moment, he confirmed that the man's level of cultivation was not even at the Innate Realm. If placed within the cultivation realm, he could only be considered to be in the Qi Refining stage.

And only by entering the Gate of Innate and connecting the body from inside to outside could one be considered to have entered the Building Foundation Stage.

And beyond that, there were aurine stage, Infant stage.

In his previous life, after Yang Fan cultivated to the Infant stage, he realized that the road in front of him had ended, and he was no longer able to advance into the realm of the Spirit Transformation, the Body Fusion, etc., recorded in the ancient records.

At this moment, the withered grass was less than five meters away from the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was clearly even more anxious. His fingers moved faster and faster, constantly glancing at the bronze compass in his palm from the corner of his eyes. Sweat flowed into his eyes from his forehead, but he didn't dare blink despite the pain.

Because life and death happened in the blink of an eye.

However, as time passed, despair finally appeared in his eyes as he muttered to himself, "I'm finished! Just what kind of Feng Shui Formation is this, to think that even the 'five fingers' is unable to predict the position of the Birth Gate? "

"five fingers?" Yang Fan was startled. Only now did he remember that before he had flown to the God Realm, he had only created his own fifth finger. The last three fingers were created by him after he had entered the God Realm.

However, Yang Fan did not like hearing the middle-aged man's words.

One had to know that even the "five fingers" was created when he was on Earth by his predecessors. It was profound, combining the quintessence of the ancient texts, such as "Zhou Yi", "Plum Blossom Yi", "Wonder Gate Escape Armor", and so on to simplify it. It could be used to predict the future and could only be described by the word "heaven-defying".

The Feng Shui Grand Formation that he had set up back then had already reached transcendent Saint level. Although the array formation was powerful, if this middle-aged man could completely grasp the fourth finger, he would be able to quickly deduce the core of the array formation. In other words, his current position, it would not be a problem for him to survive.

Letting out a very dissatisfied cold snort, Yang Fan actually leaped out from the edge of the small mountain, and stepped onto the mountain stream that was more than a hundred meters away from him. "If anything goes wrong, find the reason on your body first, don't blame the Earth for not having gravity when you get constipated!"

"Who is it!" The sudden voice caused the middle-aged man in the mountain stream to be greatly shocked. Even the method of quickly controlling his hand froze as he suddenly looked in the direction of the voice.

He saw a young man in ragged clothes falling from the sky, looking at him with a gaze as cold as a cold spring.

The middle-aged man was flabbergasted.

With a single glance, he saw that this youth was clearly an ordinary person without any cultivation. From such a high distance falling, forget about this young man, even with his cultivation in Houtian sixth stage, even if he didn't fall to a shattered bone, his internal organs would still bleed profusely from the intense impact.

Without any time to ponder over why such a youngster would appear here, the middle-aged man suddenly took a deep breath. The energy from all four directions surged into his mouth, and his chest swelled up like a ball that was about to explode.

"Sssii!"

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air rang out. A white Qi wave shot out from the middle-aged man's mouth and extended outwards, like a bridge of air that spanned over ten meters. It shot toward the final point where the youth had landed, and at the same time, the man's chest that had been puffed out rapidly shriveled and shriveled.

The breath turned into a sword.

As for the middle-aged man, he was breathing heavily, not to kill Meng Hao, but to save him.

A faint reward flashed past in the depths of Yang Fan's eyes.

To be able to think of saving him at the first possible moment showed that this person's temperament was not bad, but he seemed to be a little too kind. If it was him, he would have definitely observed him first to see if he would fall to his death.

As for becoming a sword through exhaling, to Yang Fan, it was nothing.