Chapter 4011 Ferryman

With Ye Fan's current state, he is far from reaching the level of crossing the river.

But he has entered the realm of the Creator with the help of the white space, so he can somewhat feel that kind of summoning in the dark.

That is an unknown territory that makes the Creator feel awe, uneasiness, and hesitation, but also has a trace of longing...

In the Eastern Emperor Realm, I saw the Eastern Emperor and Di Jun, who seemed to be going to cross the river.

Presumably, many other immortal beings, the Creator, also rushed in the same direction.

However, whether crossing the river can unlock all the mysteries of the temple and the great world, in fact, no one can say for sure.

Because as far as I can see, I haven't seen anyone who came back after crossing the river...

"Master, whether it's what you want, a peaceful life forever, or what the master wants, the truth of all of this..."

"Actually, there are only two paths in the end."

"Unlock the secret behind the temple, or... cross the river."

Speaking of this, Ye Qun's eye sockets turned red.

"The master has said more than once that his talent is not as good as his brother's, and the Demon Dragon King who is stronger than him is not fully sure to overthrow the temple."

"It wasn't until you appeared, young master, that the master saw a glimmer of hope..."

The reason why Eternity has been collecting the emperor species and chasing the power of the emperor is that he knows that only the power of the emperor has a chance to surpass the temple.

And Ye Fan's unparalleled power may be the best and final answer among the powers of many emperors.

It is impossible for Ye Wuya to have this kind of power, and he knows his limits best.

Therefore, he chose to hand over to Ye Fan the mysteries that needed to be solved, such as the Dragon Royal Family, the Academy, and the Temple.

He himself chose the river that has not left for a long time...

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and laughed softly: "He still likes to be self-righteous, why does he think that I can't cross the river?"

"Big deal, turn the temple upside down. If it really doesn't work, it's not too late to cross the river."

"Amitabha", Barr suddenly said: "Master Sword God, although I don't understand what the 'crossing the river' you are talking about is, but Mr. has worked hard all the way, and the taste of it, I am afraid that only he can understand it. clear."

Ye Fan was silent, he could actually understand Ye Wuya's state of mind to some extent.

When comprehending the mystery of opening the sky, he once entered a perspective, most of which is Ye Wuya's memory.

Because of this, Ye Fan felt particularly uncomfortable.

"What do you mean?" Belphegor suddenly realized something, and said in a broken voice, "Could it be that foster father never came back?"

Everyone was silent and did not answer.

"Uncle Junyang! Tell me!" Belphegor asked while grabbing Ye Qun's wrist.

Ye Qun slowly took the female devil's hand away, and sighed: "Didn't the master say, 'I've almost eaten, so why keep it'?"

Belphinger never expected that such an understatement would be farewell! ?

However, this is exactly Ye Wuya's style of work, inadvertently, he has secretly judged the universe.

Belphegor slumped on the ground in a rare way, weeping...

"Father..."

...

The turbid waves are full of waves, and the morning fog is condensed.

The public does not cross the river, and the public crosses the river.

On the rolling river, there is a vast mist with no end in sight.

The moss-covered stone ferry has been mottled by the years.

Ye Wuya stood on the shore, he took off his coarse cloth clothes, and put on a bright crimson brocade robe.

In this gray world, it has become the only color.

Ye Wuya's hand slowly brushed over his collar.

On the inner side of the neckline of this brocade robe, there is a clever "You" character embroidered on it.

"I said earlier that the clothes are too big, but you don't believe me, heh..."

After muttering to himself for a while, the shadow of a small boat gradually appeared on the river in the distance.

A boatman wearing a bamboo hat and coir raincoat rowed his oars and slowly approached the shore.

I don't know how many years the boat has been used. There is no texture, and no material can be seen, but there are many scratches, which seem to be left by passengers.

Some are deep, some are shallow, but none of them really caused any damage to the small boat.

"Boatman?"

Ye Wuya looked at the boatman, under the bamboo hat, it was pitch black, with no face?

"The ferryman."

The voice of the boatman came from the darkness, vicissitudes and plain.

"The ferryman?"

Ye Wuya smiled: "Are you here to pick me up?"

"Whoever crosses the river will be picked up."

Ye Wuya nodded: "I will cross."

Just as Ye Wuya wanted to step on the boat, he found that he couldn't go on with this step?

The boat in front of me is clearly under my feet, but it seems like the end of the world, it is difficult to step on it?

"The public wants to cross the river, but the boat has not been paid yet."

"Flight?" Ye Wuya was happy, "What do you want, and how much?"

The ferryman did not answer, but his meaning was very clear, to let Ye Wuya look at him.

Ye Wuya thought for a while, and took out the cloth bag that he had always carried with him.

Inside, there are a bunch of cooking seasonings in bottles and jars.

"Look at this... okay?"

The ferryman took the cloth bag silently, and looked at it seriously with his dark face.

"Can."

As soon as the words fell, the ferryman shook his hand and threw the bag of seasoning bottles directly into the bottomless river! ?

Ye Wuya opened his mouth, stretched his hand halfway, but put it down.

"Get on board."

The ferryman turned around and prepared to punt the boat.

This time, Ye Wuya jumped onto the boat easily.

The small boat left the ferry slowly, and disappeared in the vast river mist not long after...

...

"he's gone."

Dragon Blood God Tree.

After being quiet for a long time, Ye Fan, who was sitting on the stool, suddenly said something.

"Master, can you feel it?" Ye Qun's voice trembled.

Ye Fan shook his head, "I don't know why, anyway, there is such a feeling..."

"Young God is nagging, even if foster father goes to that river, he will come back sooner or later."

Belphegor wiped away his tears, got up and gulped down the leftover rice and meat, as if he didn't want to waste any of it.

Barr narrowed his eyes and said, "They're back."

Ye Fan naturally felt it, and there were five waves of coercion flying towards this platform.

"Tianxuan, Tianquan, what good food are you secretly eating without waiting for us?"

The leader was a handsome man from Aslan with a friendly smile, but there was a hint of aloofness in his eyes and tone of voice.

Behind him, there are three men and one woman. Although their strength is good, they are not as good as him.

However, the strength of these people is obviously above Belphegor and Barr.

Ye Fan knew that these were the other five members of the Three Dragons and Four Evils.

"I've seen the Evil Dragon Emperor!"

Although arrogant, the handsome man and the others still respectfully knelt down on one knee to salute Ye Qun.

As for the existence of Ye Fan, they just glanced at it lightly and ignored it.