One could even see the alchemy furnace itself through the cracks. In the center of the iron shell, there were many gold tubes, which equipped the entire alchemy furnace with a device similar to human blood vessels.

The reason why this alchemy furnace can refine extremely effective elixirs is that it uses the appearance of this alchemy furnace, which is completely modeled after the human body. It then forms a method that is almost like using the spirits of all living things to nourish medicinal materials. Only in this way can a furnace of true elixir of immortality be refined.

However, this kind of alchemy furnace is too rare, and no one knows how to make it again!

So once destroyed, there is no hope of restoration.

Old Man Jiang Hai knew very clearly what this meant. The legend inside Wanku Mountain was by no means false, but true!

The book on persuading people from dying recorded that a dying person took the elixir and achieved the effect of coming back to life, which was also true!

However, something unexpected happened. The person who had refined medicine here knew that he might never come back, so he destroyed the alchemy furnace.

All this confirmed the rumors, but it also made Mr. Jiang Hai fall into deeper confusion.

"Those who can cultivate the elixir of life in the underground abyss and refine it with the help of the alchemy furnace may not have found immortality. Can I really go that far?"

Old man Jiang Hai sighed!

Zhang Fan said calmly: "Now that we have come this far, we should not hesitate. This is not the real place of good fortune in Wanku Mountain! Everything you want to seek may only have the answer in the future."

Zhang Fan put Nangong Manyun on the ground and took out a Ganoderma lucidum from the elixir of life brought by Grandpa Jiang Hai. He held the Ganoderma lucidum and gently pinched Nangong Manyun's small mouth, squeezing the juice of the Ganoderma lucidum into Nangong Manyun's mouth.

Nangong frowned slightly, and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened a crack.

A faint light shone, and a familiar face came into view.

Nangong Manyun's consciousness gradually recovered, and there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes!

"Nangong, how do you feel?"

Zhang Fan's tone was calm, with a hint of concern!

"I'm fine...it's just that during the time I was asleep, I seemed to have found another me!"

Old Master Jiang Hai's attention was not here, but when he heard Nangong Manyun's words, he subconsciously turned his head.

Zhang Fan's eyes flickered as he examined Nangong Manyun carefully, but he did not find any signs of being possessed or eroded by the evil spirit!

On the contrary, after taking the elixir of life and going through life and death experiences over this period of time, Nangong Manyun has gained a lot. Even his internal organs seem to have been tempered. He is not inferior to Brother Chongzi, who has an almost immortal physique like a cockroach!

"You, you saw another self while you were sleeping? What does this mean... Could it be that you, like the bug, also remembered your past experiences?"

Old Master Jiang Hai's eyes were shining, he thought of the corpses he had encountered around the alchemy furnace... They all had very obvious personal characteristics, and the knife at his waist was also found on those corpses!

Mr. Fei said that it was their past life, but no one was willing to believe it, so everyone preferred to call them clones!

Could it be that Nangong Manyun had actually been here in her previous life, and in this life, she was following her destiny and came here again in an almost coincidental way to find her final destination.

Nangong Manyun shook her head gently, held Zhang Fan's arm, and leaned into his arms!

"I, I seem to see that I was once a practitioner who went deep into the Wanku Mountain to find the answer! I received the most rigorous training and was once a killer! I even entered the imperial mausoleum with a guardian! There, I found a blueprint, and since then, I came to the north to search for the ultimate!"

Mr. Jiang Hai sat down: "What did you train?"

Nangong Manyun frowned and thought: "Kill people! I killed many people... When everything came to an end, I found a new life!"

Old man Jiang Hai frowned and looked at Zhang Fan blankly!

"Nangong should just be immersed in a nightmare. None of this counts!"

Zhang Fan combed Nangong Manyun's hair slightly. He really didn't want to scold the woman in his arms, nor did he want to break the window paper between past and present lives.

Because just when Nangong Manyun was recalling, he saw himself as described by Nangong Manyun!

That was a Nangong Manyun who was completely different from the present one. He took killing as his mission and was controlled like a tool for thirty years!

During these thirty years, Nangong Manyun underwent inhumane training. Among a large number of masters, only Nangong Manyun survived.

This almost one-in-a-hundred behavior made Nangong Manyun one of the strongest people at that time.

After that, Nangong Manyun made countless enemies in the past twenty years. When he learned that he was just a puppet and a tool, Nangong Manyun finally couldn't stand it anymore and killed all his superiors. Then he fled to the north amid endless pursuit and obtained a incomplete map, which pointed out that the final answers to all were in Wanku Mountain.

Therefore, in Nangong Manyun's memory, he rushed all the way to this mountain, but he did not go too far. The picture was broken, and the coming of death brought Nangong endless despair. Finally, the man stopped in an alchemy palace.

Nangong Manyun exhaled, hugged Zhang Fan's arm tightly, and some pity gradually rose in her eyes: "Have a good journey."

Old man Jiang Hai's eyes twitched and he stood up from the ground.

"It seems that the reason why we were able to form a team and come to this place together is that we are closely connected. Whether in the past life or this life, what we pursue together must be what we all want."

Zhang Fan didn't say much. It was not easy for Mr. Jiang Hai to maintain such an optimistic attitude until now. As for Nangong Manyun, it would probably take some time to digest the memories he had regained.

He couldn't help but look at Brother Chongzi with curiosity. Brother Chongzi was sharing the joy of getting the treasure with his men. However, there was a deep haze in his eyes, as if he was no longer the carefree guy who only cared about money and not his life.

"Master, I found a mirror! I found it among many treasures. I noticed that this mirror seems extraordinary. Come and take a look!"

Taoist Zi Jin was waving at him over there. Zhang Fan helped Nangong Manyun up, glanced at old man Jiang Hai standing next to them and said.

"The book on death counseling once told us that seeking survival from death is the only way out! Old man, you don't have to think too much. I will definitely send you to Wanku Mountain."