Chapter 1011: The Remnants of the Tianji Realm
At this time, a figure whose face could not be seen clearly appeared in front of him.
"Interesting, who are you?"
When Sect Leader Lingyuan heard this question, he almost vomited blood.
You suddenly got up, grabbed me and brought me here, and you still want to ask me who I am? I still want to ask you!
Sect Leader Ling Yuan snorted coldly and refused to answer.
"You are fearless. It seems that you are not afraid of soul searching?"
"The creation of cultivation and matter is indeed different from that of ordinary creatures."
"But have you ever seen this thing?"
The other party's tone was grim, and a ball of colorful light suddenly appeared in his hand.
And within this ball of light, Sect Leader Ling Yuan suddenly felt something that was buried deep in his memory, something that he would never forget and that was terrifying!
"Are you crazy?!" Ling Yuan Sect Leader's tone was filled with fear.
But seeing that the other party was unmoved, he even tried to move the colorful ball of light closer.
"Let's talk it over nicely. Let's talk it over nicely." Sect Leader Ling Yuan compromised instantly.
"It seems that you are not unfamiliar with this "no" tactic." Li Fan said lightly.
"Fellow Daoist, are you also one of the cultivators who fled here?" Sect Leader Ling Yuan asked tentatively.
Li Fan did not answer, but instead showed an unfathomable smile.
Sect Leader Ling Yuan had already determined this matter in his heart.
After all, as the only possible paradise in this sea of stars, Xuanhuang Realm is relatively safe at present. There is no sign of infection by the [No] character technique.
"This thing is extremely dangerous, it's better for you to put it away first. Although the cultivators in this world seem to be very good at dealing with various disasters, I'm afraid they will be unable to cope with it if it erupts quietly."
"It's not that I'm of the same mind as the Xuanhuang Realm cultivators, but there's nowhere else to go except here." Sect Leader Ling Yuan seemed to be afraid that Li Fan would misunderstand, so he hurriedly explained.
Hearing his words, Li Fan seemed to be considering it seriously.
Then the colorful light ball was finally put away, and the deadly dangerous aura disappeared. Sect Leader Lingyuan finally put his heart at ease.
"He who dares to carry this thing with him must be a ruthless person." Ling Yuan Sect Leader was secretly shocked.
He immediately said very tactfully: "Since we are both wanderers in this world, if you have any questions, just ask me! I will tell you everything I know!"
There is no way. Who put my life in the hands of the other party?
Sect Leader Ling Yuan felt bitter.
"Which world of immortal cultivation are you from?" Li Fan asked directly without any further ado.
"I am a lay Buddhist named Qiaogong, and I come from the [Tianji Realm]." Sect Leader Lingyuan introduced himself.
"How did you come back to life?" Li Fan asked the key question.
Master Qiaogong also explained very readily: "Strictly speaking, it is not a true resurrection from the dead. In fact, my original body disappeared many years ago. It's just that my consciousness resides in this [Heavenly Secret Puppet] that I created."
"Fellow Daoist, you know that this Xuanhuang Realm is extremely dangerous. You never know when you will encounter a hidden villain..."
The Clever Craftsman paused, glanced at Li Fan, and then continued: "For my own safety, I have to back up my self-consciousness every once in a while. This way, even if I encounter any accidents, I can rely on my previous preparations to revive."
"It's just that the disaster I encountered this time seems to be a bit big." Master Qiaogong said with a wry smile.
Li Fan nodded when he heard this, but did not explain.
He continued, "This Heavenly Secret Puppet seems to be made of [Cultivation] as the material? It's a bit incredible..."
Master Qiaogong said, "Fellow Daoist, you really have a sharp eye. But in our Tianji world, we usually refer to cultivation as [Source Power]."
A trace of nostalgia flashed across the eyes of Master Qiaogong: "The original power that drives the cultivator's realm to improve is the [Source Power]."
"Our Tianji Realm has a special environment, built on a broken puppet from the Immortal Realm. We call that puppet [Ancestor]. It is through continuous research into the mysteries of Ancestor that we have been able to develop a variety of refining techniques that are far ahead of other immortal realms."
"Source power is one of the most important discoveries of our Tianji world during this process. Although the cultivators in the world practice a variety of strange techniques, they can all be extracted and purified through some method, and then converted into the most universal source power."
"The parts are like bones, and the source power is the flesh. Then you can forge a puppet that is somewhat similar to the [ancestor]."
The skilled craftsman talked freely.
Li Fan was monitoring and observing the other party the whole time. It seemed that Master Qiaogong was not lying in these words.
"You, the Tianji Realm, are truly blessed with great fortune. You actually possessed a puppet from the Immortal Realm."
"In comparison, our Wansheng Realm seems a bit mediocre." Li Fan said lightly.
"Wansheng Realm? Never heard of it." Mr. Qiaogong shook his head with some regret.
Li Fan didn't take it seriously: "Back then, there were so many immortal cultivators, like the stars in the sky. But now they have all turned into dust, so it's better not to mention them!"
Hearing these words, Mr. Qiaogong was also moved.
"Was your Tianji Realm also destroyed by the [No] character formula?" After a while, Li Fan asked again.
Although he didn't know how much time had passed, Master Qiaogong still seemed to be in a state of fear: "Yes. At the beginning, we were able to rely on the techniques we developed to support us. But the infection ability of the mold was too strong."
"Even the remains of the Ancestor could not escape its erosion. On the day when the defense line collapsed, we had no choice but to flee for our lives in despair."
"Come to think of it, fellow Daoist's colorful ball of light seems to be able to seal the mildew?"
Suddenly remembering something, Mr. Qiaogong asked.
Li Fan sneered and said, "It took me a lifetime to refine a world of cultivation to get this treasure. But it can only block for a period of time, and I need to replenish my energy consumption day and night."
"Besides, only a very small part is sealed inside."
"When disaster strikes, no one can stay out of it."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Qiaogong could not help but remain silent.
Not long after, he couldn't help but retort: "In fact, I feel that if there was no Immortal Ruins above our heads, perhaps this Xuanhuang Realm would have survived the disaster."
"I have also observed signs of disasters in this world, but it seemed that they only wreaked havoc for a while before being eliminated by some unknown means. The Xuanhuang Realm is truly full of talented people. I have to admit that."
"Hmph, no matter how extraordinary you are, you can't escape the fate of being buried in the Immortal Ruins. Now you are just barely surviving!" Li Fan said coldly, with disdain in his tone.
The skilled craftsman seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"What's the matter, fellow Taoist, do you seem to have a good idea?" Li Fan glanced at the other party.
Master Qiaogong couldn't help but say, "Based on the results of my observations more than 300 years ago, the Xuanhuang Realm is already very close to the Immortal Ruins. But in the face of such a huge force, the Xuanhuang Realm still has not disintegrated..."
"I guess there must be a power close to the Immortal Ruins that is protecting Xuan Huang."
"So, I think it may be possible to escape from the Immortal Ruins."
Make a sacrifice.
(End of this chapter)
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