When Li Fan transmigrated into a new world, his life seemed unremarkable. He was moderately well-off, with a wife and children, but nothing extraordinary. Everything changed upon his death, when he...
Chapter 891: The Old Story Revealed
An ordinary wooden sword, stuck straight into the ground.
It was no different from what Li Fan had seen in the Tianjian Sect in the Meteorite Fairyland.
It seems that the passage of time has lost its effect on him.
Thousands of years have passed.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Fan even had an illusion that the wooden sword he saw in the Meteorite Fairyland was this one.
"I don't know how that boy Shuo Feng took the wooden sword away."
Li Fan has now also seen some clues.
There are tens of millions of broken swords here, with the sword as the core, forming a formation.
If you want to take this wonder of nature away by force, you will not only have to face the resistance of the Sword.
You will also be attacked by all the swords here.
Even if Li Fan could barely do it with his current cultivation, it would definitely cause a huge commotion and attract the attention of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.
"The right way is to make it willing to follow you."
"pity……"
Li Fan tried to convey his wishes, but the wooden sword completely ignored him.
Fortunately, Li Fan didn't really want to take it away.
Li Fan took out a pill of enlightenment and swallowed it, then sat upright on the ground and felt the sword rhythm of the wooden sword.
At this time, Li Fan's position was closest to the wooden sword among all the broken swords in the sword tomb.
Ignoring the implicit hostility coming from these swords, Li Fan just meditated seriously.
With the help of the Enlightenment Pill, and the fact that Li Fan already had a good level of comprehension, he had also spent some time in the Meteorite Fairyland gaining insights.
In an instant, many images kept appearing in his mind.
"Huh?"
"It seems that this wooden sword itself has also undergone some changes after thousands of years."
"Compared to what I saw in the Falling Fairyland, it's even more..."
Li Fan thought for a long time but couldn't find the right words to describe it.
Speaking of perfection, the sword that Mr. Bai condensed casually was actually the sword art of the Xuanhuang Realm, and it was flawless.
To say it is stronger, the two are just different in nature. The wooden sword from a thousand years ago is not necessarily weaker than the one today.
"It should be said that as the Heavenly Dao of the Xuanhuang Realm changes, the wonders of the Heaven are also changing accordingly."
"Generally speaking, the one in front of me is more powerful in today's Xuanhuang Realm."
Li Fanru suddenly realized something.
Just as Li Fan was in the sword tomb, trying hard to comprehend the true meaning of the Xuanhuang sword art and trying to replicate Mr. Bai's amazing feat of creating the sky with his bare hands.
Congyun Sea and Haixuan Island.
A cultivator named Yan Longjiang secretly approached the clone Ji Shaoli.
Seeing that the other party seemed to be hesitant to speak, Ji Shaoli smiled and said, "Friend Yan, just speak frankly. You are also a veteran of our Cong Yunhai Mutual Aid Association. The current scale of our Mutual Aid Association is inseparable from your hard work in promoting it."
Yan Longjiang lowered his voice nervously and said, "When the six of us first joined the Mutual Aid Association, Fellow Daoist Ji promised to provide each of us with the cave heavens needed to advance to the Nascent Soul stage..."
"I wonder if it still counts now..."
Yan Longjiang swallowed and said with a nervous look on his face.
It's no wonder he's like that. After all, the mutual assistance now is different from the past. In just a few years, it has developed into a complex network. Many members have already gone to the inland of the Immortal Alliance to take up positions, and their future is promising.
Ji Shaoli himself was even more mysterious, and even the monks of Lianhedao were extremely respectful in front of him.
If he didn't agree, Yan Longjiang would never dare to show any dissatisfaction.
Yan Longjiang did not expect that Ji Shaoli was easier to talk to than he had imagined.
"Haha, what are you talking about, Brother Daoist Yan? I, Ji, always keep my word. It's just a small cave heaven. How could I be reluctant to give it to someone who has made contributions in the association?" Ji Shaoli patted Yan Longjiang's shoulder to reassure him.
Then he asked, "Fellow Daoist Yan, what kind of method are you practicing? What type of cave heaven do you want?"
In fact, Ji Shaoli had already figured out the other party's situation, but he still asked this question.
Yan Longjiang was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly replied: "I am practicing the Seven Evils Wind Controlling Secret, as for the Cave Heaven..."
"I don't dare to ask for anything extravagant, just a little more spacious would be fine."
Yan Longjiang said in a low voice.
Ji Shaoli nodded slightly, and after a moment, a suitable target appeared in his mind.
Without further ado, Ji Shaoli took Yan Longjiang and quietly went to their destination.
In Juchaozhou, Ji Shaoli served as his protector.
In just seven days, Yan Longjiang successfully devoured this [Fierce Wind Cave].
After suppressing the aura that was still fluctuating in his body, Yan Longjiang respectfully bowed to Ji Shaoli.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist."
"I cannot repay this kindness, I will die for the Mutual Aid Association in the future!"
Ji Shaoli waved his hand: "There are too many people here, let's go back first."
Shortly after the two left.
A middle-aged monk in a green robe slowly strolled to the vicinity of Liefeng Cave.
After looking around and making sure there was no one around.
He clasped his hands together and tried to enter the cave.
Unexpectedly, there was no response at all.
The middle-aged monk's face changed drastically, and he repeated the hand gesture again, not believing in it.
The result remains the same.
Now he was completely panicked.
Take out a talisman and make the announcement.
Not long after, another burly monk in black arrived here.
The black-robed monk concealed his appearance, but the aura he exuded was already that of a spirit being.
After he checked it over, his face looked extremely ugly.
"This Fierce Wind Cave has been stolen!"
The middle-aged monk in green was full of disbelief: "What? The cave is gone?"
He stared blankly ahead: "Who is so bold!"
The black-robed monk couldn't suppress the murderous intent in his eyes: "Haha, it's always been our Xiang family that takes other people's things. Now, we are being bullied to our own ends!"
"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! I want to see who is so arrogant!"
The Xiang family responded very quickly.
In just half a cup of tea, five or six monks arrived at the crime scene.
After a while of casting spells, two blurry figures appeared.
"Unfortunately, the other party is not a pushover. He used a secret method to cover it up, so it can only be restored to this state."
Among the people conducting the investigation, the white-haired man who was the leader said with some regret.
"Can you track the trajectory?"
"It hasn't been that long, it should be possible." The white-haired man nodded.
As he spoke, he took out a golden square compass and threw it into the air.
Then two faint silver tracks appeared in front of everyone.
"Look at this direction, it leads to Juchaotian City."
"Hmph, he is actually an internal member of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance?" The black-clothed monk of the Xiang family sneered and gritted his teeth.
"I'm afraid it's a cultivator from other states, not a local cultivator from Juchao. I just don't know how the information about Liefeng Cave Heaven here was leaked." The white-haired man sounded a little puzzled.
"Speaking of which, have you heard of something, Brother Fang?"
"Um?"
"Not long ago, the immortal and mortal miasma broke out inexplicably. After it subsided, the Immortal Alliance sent people to investigate underground in Qiling Prefecture. They found traces of the activities of the Spirit of Heaven and Earth there. But they suddenly disappeared." The white-haired man transmitted the message.
"What do you mean?" The black-robed monk narrowed his eyes.
"The disappeared Soul of Heaven and Earth was originally repairing the underground cave in Qiling Prefecture. It was because of his disappearance that the Immortal Mortal Miasma broke out."
(End of this chapter)