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Chapter 46: The Golden Sea of Misery

In this day, Ye Fan fully drank thirteen bottles of Baicao liquid, if you add the seven bottles drank in the previous two days, so far has reached twenty bottles, in addition to the blood of the essence rolling boiling, he still did not feel any discomfort.

Seeing him drink like this, Pang Bo felt afraid and said, "Let's stop first, I am so frightened now that my eyelids are shaking, I am afraid that you will pop open and I will never see you again..."

"What are you talking about?" At this point, Ye Fan carefully sensed the situation of the bitter sea, said: "I seem to have a strange feeling."

"What, did it work?" Pang Bo suddenly showed joy and said, "I'll find old Wu Qingfeng to help you guide."

Ye Fan stopped him and said, "Don't go, I still feel it slowly myself."

Wu Qingfeng old man once said, Ye Fan this physique can only rely on their own, outsiders simply can not help guide. He once said that if the wheel of life of ordinary people is a piece of soil, then Ye Fan's theory of life is a piece of divine iron. After the seeds are planted in the soil, with careful care and reclamation, the seeds will take root and sprout, showing vigor and vitality. And God iron, no matter how much you invest, even if it is planted immortal root is difficult to grow. In this case, only when the inner transformation of God iron occurs, can there be a glimmer of hope for the birth of life, otherwise no matter how superior conditions are provided by the outside world, it is difficult to change anything.

Ye Fan has a strange feeling, the heart is very excited, his physique in ancient times was called the Holy body, but now it is when the body is abandoned, the heart is very unwilling, now there is a special feeling, naturally very exciting.

At this moment, Pang Bo's eyes are almost straight, see Ye Fan like drinking water, bottle after bottle of water down, his heart is in his mouth.

"I said... Let's take it easy, look at you like this, I'm really scared, let's drink the rest tomorrow, okay? I'm so scared..." When Pang Bo said this, a pile of empty jade bottles had been thrown on the ground, and Ye Fan had drunk forty bottles of Baicao liquid.

"Don't worry, I feel fine now, the boiling spirit in my veins has completely calmed down, and the position of the wheel of life has been violently fluctuated."

Ye Fan said these and continued to take Baicao liquid, until later the front was empty, except Pang Bo drank seven bottles, the remaining fifty-nine bottles were all taken by Ye Fan!

"How does it feel?" Pang Bo asked nervously.

"I finally sensed the presence of the Wheel of life, where the source of divine power was boiling..." At this point, Ye Fan no longer spoke, began to silently run the "Dao Jing" recorded in the metaphysics, the impact of the bitter sea.

Next to him, Pang Bo was a little dumbfounded and said to himself, "The source of divine power within the wheel of life is boiling... How come I've never felt this way before?"

Gradually quiet down in the hut, Ye Fan like a stone statue sitting there quietly, Pang Bo anxious and uneasy guard beside.

I do not know how long it took, the hut suddenly lit up, burst out bursts of tsunami-like sound, where the bitter sea of Ye Fan rushed out of endless God Hui, golden, and accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Pang Bo was dumbfounded and speechless, staring at all this in front of him.

I saw the bitter sea of Ye Fan there, the divine light Wan Tao, gorgeous as a rainbow, there were golden waves in the surge, and accompanied by bursts of lightning and thunder, there is a violent tsunami, waves to the sky!

Such a strange scene occurred in the sea of misery, it was almost unheard of. Pang Bo was shocked to the point of being speechless. He felt that all this was so incredible in front of him, and said to himself: "What happened in the end..."

In the hut was the deafening sound of a tsunami, like thousands of horses running, Pang Bo patted himself hard, sure that he was not dreaming.

"The tsunami continued to the sky, the sound was like thunder, and the waves were heavy..." He felt his mouth dry. It was like a dream. The rumbling waves sounded like thousands of horses galloping. At this time, it seemed that he was not standing in a hut, but had come to the shore and was facing a vast and unrolling ocean.

Ye Fan silent, plate sitting there, bitter sea of Shenhua bloom, dazzling, at this moment, the sound of the waves, golden light, lightning split dance, terrible waves.

"The golden ocean... Is it really his sea of suffering, why should it be transmitted so that even outsiders can see it?" Pang Bo was shocked and uncertain, looking at Ye Fan, its bitter sea is shining, Shenhua Shuo, waves, constantly churning.

He has determined that the tsunami sound does come from the bitter sea of Ye Fan, which is really jaw-dropping, this is hidden in the body of the bitter sea, actually really like the reality of the ocean in general waves.

Pang Bo stood there almost petrified, rumbling in front, the golden waves seemed to rush out at any time, giving people a strong sense of pressure.

"Why is it gold?" After being shocked by the sound of the tsunami, Pang Bo took a long time to slowly calm down.

If that golden ocean is Ye Fan's sea of suffering, it is too unusual, Pang Bo feels incredible. He could now look inside his own sea of misery, which was dark as ink and lifeless. Old man Wu Qingfeng once said, there is no communication of the wheel of life in the bitter sea, the spirit of life can only wind around the bitter sea, as for the bitter sea itself is dry and silent, there is no life wave, or dark green, or paint black.

However, the bitter sea of Ye Fan is so different from that described by the old man Wu Qingfeng.

"Rumble..."

The upsurge of the golden bitter sea, bursts of lightning from time to time, and the towering tsunami interwoven together, so that between heaven and earth a blazing, connected to the sea, everywhere is bright gold, unusually dazzling.

Pang Bo watched nervously for fear of an accident. In this process, Ye Fan himself seems to have no feeling in general, always silent, silently running the metaphysical method recorded in the Daojing.

After a few hours, the golden light slowly converged, and the tsunami sound gradually became smaller, and after half an hour, the hut was finally quiet, Ye Fan's bitter sea returned to calm, Guanghua internal convergence, the sound of the waves disappeared.

After a while, Ye Fan wake turned around, eyes in the divine light Zhan Zhan, stand up to the moment, the whole person suddenly moved a lot, more than a fairy Dao breath.

"What really happened, and how do you feel now?" Pang Bo asked eagerly. Look for www.zhaoshuyuan.com

"Just now I felt the wheel of life and saw the boiling source of divine power. Then I hit the sea of misery and saw a vast ocean of gold. I wonder if it was an illusion."

Upon hearing Ye Fan's description, Pang Bo suddenly opened his mouth wide in surprise, and then nodded repeatedly, saying: "It is not an illusion, because... I saw it, too."

"You saw it, too?" Ye Fan showed surprise.

"Yes, just now you do not know how huge the noise, the tsunami sky, the divine light, a bright, the whole hut shaking, fortunately we live in a remote place, otherwise it will certainly cause a big uproar."

After listening carefully to Pang Bo, Ye Fan finally convinced himself that the golden ocean and tsunami he saw were not caused by an illusion.

Pang Bo asked with concern: "How do you feel, I saw that golden sea of misery at the last minute and all disappeared, did it not succeed?"

"I don't know if it's a success..." Speaking of this, Ye Fan running "Dao Jing" recorded in the metaphysics, the location of the bitter sea suddenly appeared an extremely tiny golden light, only a little bit of sesame, but it is bright.

"Although the sea of suffering is a little small, it is not a problem. As long as you practice, it will gradually become bigger." Pang Bo looked very excited and said, "I am sure that your sea of suffering is absolutely extraordinary, it is actually golden, completely different from ordinary people, and the bloom of light can actually be transmitted..."

Although only a "grain of sea", but Ye Fan is very happy, finally broke the deadlock, opened up the exclusive to his golden sea of pain.

"How do I feel that your sesame-sized sea of suffering is fluctuating with divine power, can it be said that the concentrated essence is..." Pang Bo looked puzzled.