Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 218 Three Godheads

Du Fang was very curious, "What exactly is this 'Fan Ancestor' you keep talking about? A living thing?" Since the Iron Fan Sect reveres the Fan Ancestor, it must be related to this thing.

Maybe it is the same as the sword tomb of Longyuan Sword Sect.

Yu Qinghan suddenly turned around and smiled mysteriously:

"You'll see it soon. We're going to pass by its habitat!"

These words gave Du Fang a very bad premonition. Since it could live there, it must be a living thing. If it was a dead thing, it would not be able to stop the three tribes of Jinghai from crossing the border.

This mine has been cultivated for six or seven hundred years, and there are gullies and roadways everywhere. The twists and turns are all filled with water vapor.

Looking at the densely packed tunnels, Yu Qinghan walked very familiarly. At each tunnel, a purple light would appear in his hand, and then he would enter the tunnel.

The humid air slowly began to turn dry.

The walls on both sides of the mine tunnel also began to look neat and tidy, as if they had been cut with knives and axes.

This is a place that has been artificially repaired long ago.

What was even more bizarre was that yellow, unknown runes began to appear on the walls on both sides. These runes looked like prohibitions and sources of mana, embedded in the stone walls.

As he went deeper, he saw more and more yellow runes. Du Fang suppressed his curiosity.

He knew that this was the biggest secret of the Iron Fan Gate for hundreds of years.

Baizhi and I are outsiders, so it is absolutely inconvenient for us to ask for other people's top secrets.

As Bai Zhi opened her mouth, Du Fang glanced at her coldly, signaling her to shut up. If she asked, she would be putting her friend in an unfair position.

As a friend, this is absolutely unacceptable. Moreover, Yu Qinghan risked betraying his master by sending himself out.

That's quite nice of you.

Just when Du Fang was feeling preoccupied, suddenly, a huge cave appeared before the three of them. The cave was very delicately built, with yellow stone slabs inlaid all around, and all kinds of strange runes were covered on the stone slabs.

In the very center of the cave, the most amazing thing is a huge skeleton, leaning against a huge rock at the back, like a peacock spreading its tail, open on top and tightened at the bottom. Between the skeletons, there is a black curtain made of some unknown material, with densely packed words like tadpoles written on it.

Those bones were lustrous and shiny, and you could tell at a glance that they were not ordinary items. They looked like the backbone of a fan and really did look like a fan.

Du Fang would never have thought:

The 'Fan Ancestor' of the Iron Fan Gate actually looked like this. He had imagined countless magic weapons, but he never thought that it would be made of an animal skeleton.

Yu Qinghan smiled at his surprised expression and introduced, "This is our sect's founder, the Fan Ancestor. The Iron Fan Sect's lineage all originated from him!"

Bai Zhi, who had been silent the entire time, suddenly said, "This skeleton must be made from the spirit bones of a deceased ninth-rank powerful demon!"

"Yes, Miss Bai has a keen eye. She recognized it right away!"

In front of the three of them was a transparent light curtain.

Yu Qinghan stopped the two of them behind him, and a purple emblem appeared in his hand. The light curtain entered the emblem and gradually began to disappear.

The restrictions protecting the Fan Ancestor also disappear under this emblem.

As the three of them entered the cave, Bai Zhi's eyes suddenly became strange.

Behind that huge spirit bone is just a piece of curtain.

Du Fang was very surprised. He had never seen such a real Ninth Realm Imperial Weapon.

Yu Qinghan continued, "This is made from the skin and flesh of a real monster beast, carved using medicinal elixirs. Please look at the stone underneath this fan..."

Yu Qinghan pointed at the bottom bone of the fan ancestor. There were three fist-sized stones embedded in the bones, shining with a warm purple color.

"This is made from the relics of our three founding fathers. Inside are three divine bodies of golden holy light. The Iron Fan Sect has been safe and sound for seven hundred years, and we haven't had any trouble to this day. This is because the founding fathers are in heaven, protecting our sect."

Godhead, three godheads.

Du Fang immediately thought of the powerful demon who lived in the inn in the valley, the five-clawed golden dragon. He was also a powerful person who had reached the ninth level and cultivated a godly nature.

The ancestors of the Iron Fan Sect were actually three powerful beings in the ninth realm who had cultivated to the level of godhood.

The powerful one of the ninth realm!

There are actually three such powerful beings in the Iron Fan Sect!

If this happened now, the Iron Fan Sect would have already become a powerful sect among the seven great sword sects!

Unfortunately, after so many years, the Iron Fan Sect has also declined, just like the former Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Out of strong curiosity, Du Fang couldn't help but move forward, staring carefully at the three spiritual stones.

Inside each of these crystals, which looked like glass or colored glaze, there seemed to be a face—an old face sleeping soundly.

Is this the spiritual stone of the fan ancestor that the three heroes of the Yu family mentioned, which can restore his six senses and turn him into a normal man?

Du Fang suddenly felt an extreme desire in his heart. The thing he had dreamed of was right in front of him, and it seemed that he could reach out and touch it.

His whole body trembled slightly involuntarily due to intense excitement.

In front of him is the mysterious thing that can restore him to his male body and return to his past. After being possessed by the fairy, Du Fang had a female body and a male appearance, which made him afraid to face the crowd countless times. Now, the thing that can pull him out of the abyss is right in front of him.

But Du Fang lowered his head again.

He knew the difficulties and obstacles involved.

His friend was just taking him on a journey. For the sake of friendship, he could not fall into a depressed, cold and unjust situation.

Now asking him to fulfill the promise he made under Xingluo City is to roast Yu Qinghan on the fire.

The struggle in his heart was expressed painfully on his face.

Finally, Du Fang bit his lips hard and walked out with big strides.

suddenly.

A warm hand reached out from behind and held him, a gentle warmth resting on his shoulder. Yu Qinghan's voice was sonorous and powerful:

"and many more!"

Du Fang didn't say anything, he couldn't say anything.

Yu Qinghan's voice was very steady, without a trace of struggle:

"A disciple of the Iron Fan Sect is as good as his word. Under the Starfall City, I promised you that I would cure your illness, and I will definitely keep my word."

When Du Fang turned around, he saw a determined face and a friend whose arm he had cut off.

Looking at his resolute face, the light of friendship rising in his bright eyes, Du Fang felt extremely guilty, and his voice was full of hesitation: "I can't... This will harm you... Without the order of your leader, I can't..."

Yu Qinghan smiled, her smile was like a spring flower, more moving and captivating than a beauty's smile:

"Don't worry, even if my uncle and father knew, they wouldn't blame me for breaking my promise. What's more, stripping the soul is just a small matter. There have been several cases before. Many of our disciples' souls were taken over by the sea monsters, and the evil spirits were removed by this ancestral light stone. You are no exception, so why worry!"

As if to comfort him, Yu Qinghan pulled him in front of the three spiritual stones:

"Don't worry!"

Although he had lost an arm, his face was full of high spirits:

"You've come all this way to see me. As your host, it would be unkind of me to send you away before you've even invited me in."

"You...you don't blame me?" Du Fang stared at his broken arm, tears suddenly filling his eyes.

This surprise came too suddenly.

"This is my fate. This is my fate. I can't blame you. I also hope to cure you. This chaos of immortals that has plagued the world will be eliminated from now on. Millions of lives will be blessed. I, Yu Qinghan, will exchange my arm for the safety of countless people in the world. This deal is absolutely done!"

He suddenly looked at Bai Zhi and spat out a piece of ice crystal from his mouth:

Du Fang wondered, "This...this..."

Yu Qinghan smiled and said, "Miss Bai, you underestimate me. I know you know the secret of the Iron Fan Sect's ancestor, but this method is really despicable..."

Du Fang was stunned and asked, "What's going on?"

Bai Zhi whispered, "I... I originally wanted to knock him unconscious so we could find this Fan Zu and remove your fairy flower soul. I didn't expect him to be so generous..."

Du Fang suddenly looked angry, gritting his teeth and staring at her.

Seeing Du Fang's suddenly flushed face, Bai Zhi didn't feel a bit ashamed, and stared at Du Fang sternly:

"You are the last disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect. You are the fruit of thousands of years of hard work by countless ancestors. You are also the immortal spirit body that my master Xuanzhen has devoted his entire life to striving for. You shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving the sect. For the sake of the sect, you must not be corrupted or fallen by the immortal spirit!"

Her face was full of strength and determination. This familiar face of Senior Sister Qingshuang, who was soft on the outside but strong on the inside, which Du Fang was once very familiar with, reappeared on Bai Zhi's face.

"No matter what means I use, even if it means betraying you and ruining your friendship, I will try!"

The resolute expression on Bai Zhi's face gradually faded, and began to show the kind of sad and resentful look of her senior sister.

"you…………"

Du Fang instantly reached out and grabbed her neck.

Bai Zhi's fair face immediately turned red from being pinched, but there was no regret in her eyes. Instead, she gasped violently and said:

"If you have the guts, just crush me to death. You've already killed quite a few of our fellow disciples, so one more isn't too many!"

This sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting Du Fang's chest, making all his strength disappear without a trace.

Yes, the Lingxiao disciples who died at his hands were all elites after hundreds of battles and disasters. In the end, he sucked all their blood and energy dry with his own hands. Even the head master was nailed to death on the statue of the Three Pure Ones by his sword.

He let go of her hand dejectedly and took a few steps back.

The pain, discomfort and guilt made him unable to face this friend.

Yu Qinghan did not hesitate, but put his hand on Du Fang's shoulder and whispered:

"She's a woman, she doesn't understand how precious the friendship between men is. Even though you're a woman now, as long as you press it and restore your true form, then we can be true friends!"

"Give it a try..." Yu Qinghan urged him softly: