Chapter 130: Illusion
Zhao Er shuddered and subconsciously wanted to resist.
But after thinking about the other party's unfathomable strength, he still gave in.
Feeling the cold gaze moving over him, Zhao Er said with a sad face, "Okay, Senior!"
Then he made a gesture of incantation.
The rock pillars rumbled up from the bottom of the sea. Zhao Er hung his head dejectedly: "Senior, please!"
As he spoke, he walked in along the stairs in the center of the rock pillar.
Li Fan scanned the area with his spiritual sense.
After studying the jade slips for more than a year, he is no longer completely ignorant of battle formations.
There are only a few simple water-controlling and dust-purifying magic arrays in this rock pillar, and there is no trace of any offensive magic array.
However, Li Fan did not lower his vigilance. He still activated a protective talisman and then followed behind.
Obviously, Li Fan was worrying too much.
The interior of this rock pillar can be said to be very simple.
Most of them are storage rooms for collections.
Zhao Er led Li Fan to a relatively spacious room.
There is a large table in the middle, on which is placed what seems to be a miniature model of Cong Yunhai.
"Senior, please sit down."
Zhao Er stammered and spoke with difficulty.
Li Fan sat down leisurely, looked at Zhao Er, who looked pale, and said, "Do you want me to ask you one by one, or do you want to tell the truth yourself?"
Zhao Er opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he only showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Senior, I don't know what to explain?"
Li Fan snorted coldly and activated his insect-binding ability again.
Zhao Er was restrained again.
Controlling the Blue Flame Phantom, a visible chill spread from the ground, like an ice-blue poisonous snake, slowly crawling onto Zhao Er.
In an instant, Zhao Er's lower limbs were frozen by blue ice crystals.
"I don't know. With your level of cultivation, can your body be restored after being shattered into ice chips?" Li Fan said curiously.
There was a hint of fear in Zhao Er's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
There is no sign of begging for mercy, which seems to imply that he would rather die than surrender.
Li Fan also realized that Zhao Er was not pretending.
"Interesting." Li Fan smiled, grabbed Zhao Er, and went to the storage room next door.
Zhao Er's eyes suddenly became frightened.
"Oh, the things here seem really good. It must have taken you a lot of effort to collect them." Li Fan's hand gently ran over these objects that looked quite old.
"Bang!"
But when he was touching a porcelain bowl, he threw it on the ground.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm so sorry. I accidentally broke it." Li Fan said with regret.
"Bang!"
Another piece of porcelain was broken.
Zhao Er's eyes were filled with rage as he stared at Li Fan.
It seemed as if he was going to be cut into pieces.
However, the fragile antiquities in the room were destroyed one after another.
Zhao Er's eyes gradually changed from fierce to heartbroken, and from heartbroken to panic.
Then he went from panic to begging for mercy.
Li Fan had no intention of stopping.
He took him to walk through the rooms in the rock pillar, and in front of Zhao Er, all his collections of several years were destroyed in an instant.
Looking at the debris all over the ground, Zhao Er's eyes were filled with despair.
As soon as his body relaxed and he regained control of his body, Zhao Er rushed forward, crying loudly.
The crying was deafening and the heartbroken look on their faces was really unbearable to watch.
Zhao Er was crying, but suddenly he found that the fragments in his hand were gone.
I am still under control and in the original room.
It turns out that everything that just happened was just an illusion!
His emotions were reversed drastically, from extreme joy to extreme sorrow, and Zhao Er almost couldn't breathe.
The restraints on his body disappeared and Zhao Er fell to the ground.
He felt weak all over, but he struggled to run to the storage room next door and saw that his beloved collections were still intact.
I couldn't help but cry for joy, but I cried even more miserably.
In Zhao Er's eyes, the hallucination he just had was ten thousand times more terrifying than his worst nightmare.
He never wants to experience this again!
"Do you want to know what to confess now?" A nightmare-like voice sounded in his ears. Zhao Er trembled all over. He felt that the other party's tricks of manipulating people's hearts were too terrible!
"Tell me, I'll tell you everything!" he said repeatedly, shuddering.
He was afraid that Li Fan would really destroy all his collections.
The two returned one after the other, Li Fan sat down and Zhao Er stood obediently beside him.
Zhao Er opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
After a long while, Zhao Er finally spoke tremblingly: "Junior Zhao Erbao, a local cultivator from Cong Yunhai. I am sixty-eight years old this year..."
Li Fan's face darkened, and he quickly interrupted him: "Who asked you to explain this? I'm asking you, what is the use of these things you collected?"
"Where is that place you mentioned?"
"Why don't you use the storage ring to transfer the items, but insist on using the flying boat to carry them up and down yourself?"
With every word, Zhao Erbao's body trembled.
After Li Fan finished asking, Zhao Erbao said with a bitter face: "Senior is really powerful. Nothing can be hidden from you."
He paused, as if organizing his words.
After a while, Fang hesitantly said, "The reason why I have spent my entire life collecting these ancient artifacts is because of a secret I discovered when I was just a mortal."
"Secret?" Li Fan looked at Zhao Erbao with interest, waiting for his next words.
Zhao Erbao nodded and said, "My family has been in the antique business for generations. I have been influenced by them since I was a child, and I have also been very interested in these antiques salvaged from the deep sea."
"Perhaps it's because of my talent, I can always easily distinguish which are genuine antiques and which are imitations."
"So, my family gradually let me take over all the identification work. I can also come into contact with a large number of antiques every day."
“That’s why I was able to vaguely discover this secret hidden in the dust of history.”
"It seems that there once existed a lost civilization in the Sea of Clouds."
Zhao Erbao's expression became serious, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was recalling something.
"The style of the ancient artifacts from this civilization is extremely special, and is clearly different from those from other eras in the Congyun Sea."
"The ancient artifacts stored in this base belong to this civilization."
Li Fan nodded slowly: "What's so special about this civilization? I see these things are quite old, but they seem to be just ordinary things. They should be of no use to you, a Qi-refining cultivator."
"These things themselves are indeed not worth much. What is truly valuable is the things attached to them." Zhao Erbao said.
"Senior, do you know that there are ruins of buildings everywhere at the bottom of the Congyun Sea?"
Zhao Erbao suddenly changed the subject and asked.
(End of this chapter)
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