Chapter 266: The Magical Power of the Creation Bell
No matter what, the plan of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was successful after all.
Not only did he kill several Hedao monks from the Five Elders Association, he also successfully caught the spy, the Immortal Ziqiong.
It can be said that he had let out a lot of anger.
As for the Five Elders Association, faced with this bloody reality, they had no choice but to accept defeat.
There was a great battle in Tianling Prefecture and an ambush in Tianyu Prefecture.
Both sides lost one game.
The loss of powerful Hedao masters would take time to recover slowly.
With both the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and the Five Elders Council suffering damage, it is foreseeable that a longer period of peace will soon arrive.
This is a good thing for the vast majority of monks.
The shadow of war gradually dissipated, and the auction of the Small Medicine King Ding organized by Jiao Xiuyuan was finally held at the end of the 23rd year of anchoring.
Li Fan did not join in the fun.
However, the results were said to be somewhat disappointing.
A total of four small tripods were sold in the first batch.
Basically, the selling price of each small tripod is only around a few hundred thousand contribution points.
Obviously, everyone still had doubts about whether the flying meteor that fell from the sky was the Medicine King True Cauldron.
Even though Jiao Xiuyuan listened to Li Fan's strategy and built up momentum everywhere, the results were minimal.
After all, there are only a few monks who are willing to spend huge amounts of contribution points to gamble on a future of wealth.
Most monks follow the principle of not releasing the eagle until they see the rabbit.
Although the mission failed at the beginning, Jiao Xiuyuan was not discouraged.
On the one hand, he still had a lot of stock left.
On the other hand, even if all the small tripods were sold at this price, he would definitely make a profit.
"I'm not greedy when doing business. As long as I can make some money, that's fine."
These are Jiao Xiuyuan’s original words.
Of course Li Fan just laughed at this and did not comment.
Return your attention to the deity.
The people from the outside world who have lived peacefully on the deserted island for more than ten years have all grown up.
Slowly I couldn't hold it back anymore.
Especially Su Xiaomei, who would sneak out alone to hang out from time to time.
But Ye Feipeng’s inexplicable disappearance has always been a shadow weighing on their hearts.
As a result, they did not dare to go too far away from the deserted island, for fear of being discovered by the monks of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and encountering an unexpected event.
Li Fan checked the monks below.
Su Xiaomei, Xiao Heng, and Zhang Haobo have all completed their foundation building.
But it seems that there is still some distance to break through the golden elixir.
The Yin sisters’ aptitude for cultivating immortals was not very good. They had only completed Qi refining but had not yet established a foundation.
Su Changyu's cultivation speed is the slowest.
It's just the middle stage of Qi Refining.
But his mentality has always been stable, neither arrogant nor impatient.
As for Ye Feipeng who was in a coma...
Li Fan was a little confused.
In addition to absorbing all the wind disaster energy in the past few years.
The little fat man was still unconscious, following the undercurrent of the Congyun seabed and traveling around almost the entire sea area.
The strength of Ye Feipeng's aura also continued to increase during this process.
Theoretically speaking, it has already exceeded the limits of foundation building.
Li Fan estimated that if he were to burst out with all his strength, ordinary Jindan cultivators would definitely not be his match.
It seems that Cong Yunhai is "feeding" Ye Feipeng in this unique way.
The growth in "quantity" alone has reached the point where the gap between foundation building and golden elixir can be ignored.
The shadow of the giant beast that appeared behind Ye Feipeng from time to time also seemed to become more vivid and stronger.
It kept swimming around him, emitting a long cry from time to time.
As if he would come alive at any moment.
Li Fan suddenly had a premonition.
Ye Feipeng is not far from waking up.
In this way, time passes slowly.
In the blink of an eye, it has been 24 years since the anchoring.
On this day, Li Fan, who was in seclusion, suddenly received a reminder from the Tianxuan Mirror.
In [Sitting and Talking], Zhang Qianmo finally suffered his first defeat!
"Could it be that [I am invincible] has finally figured out how to defeat the enemy?" Li Fan, feeling somewhat excited, thought so.
When he opened [Sitting and Discussing Taoism], Li Fan was somewhat surprised by the result.
The one who defeated Zhang Qianmo was not me, the invincible one, but someone else.
A cultivator named Zhong Shentong.
Moreover, this Zhong Shentong is not a fictional creature, but a real cultivator in the Xuanhuang Realm.
"Zhong Shentong..."
Li Fan just felt incredible.
Li Fan was very clear about Senior Brother Zhang's methods.
In the Purple Dan state, killing a Golden Dan cultivator is as easy as killing a chicken or a cow.
Zhong Shentong is just a foundation-building cultivator, how did he defeat Zhang Qianmo?
With this question in mind, Li Fan opened the battle replay.
In the void space, Senior Brother Zhang stood with his hands behind his back with a stern expression.
Not far away, an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a Taoist robe, was looking at him with a smile.
"Please teach me, my friend!"
As soon as Zhong Shentong finished his polite words, his expression suddenly changed.
With a point of his right hand, a blue light suddenly appeared above Senior Brother Zhang's head.
Every ray of light is like an extremely sharp flying sword.
Keep stabbing at Zhang Qianmo.
Senior Brother Zhang snorted coldly, and the Purple Sky Divine Thunder appeared beside him, striking the oncoming green light.
The blue and purple intersected and annihilated each other, turning into nothingness.
Zhong Shentong tapped his fingers repeatedly.
Blue, purple, scarlet, red...
In an instant, colorful and different lights emerged in an endless stream.
Just like the endless flow of the river, the offensive will never stop.
The density of the attacks was so high that Zhang Qianmo could only barely defend himself.
The most terrifying thing is that it is unclear whether this colorful light is a magical power or a magic weapon.
It was as if there was no need to consume any energy at all, and there was no sign of weakening from the moment the attack was launched.
Even the intensity of the sudden bursts of brilliance is becoming more and more intense.
Gradually, wounds appeared on Senior Brother Zhang's body.
It will heal automatically soon though.
But he still looked very embarrassed.
On the other hand, Zhong Shentong was so relaxed from beginning to end.
"This seven-colored divine light is indeed extraordinary."
"Could it be that Zhong Shentong relied on this to defeat Senior Brother Zhang?"
Li Fan, who was watching the battle, analyzed in his mind.
"No. Although the Seven-Colored Divine Light has amazing destructive power, it is only within the same realm. As long as Senior Brother Zhang shows up in the Purple Pill form, I'm afraid even the defense won't be broken..."
Suddenly, Li Fan seemed to realize something and his expression became serious.
"So that's how it is..."
He stared closely at Zhang Qianmo who was fighting.
The wounds keep blooming like flowers.
But in the instant, they were healed by the power that emerged from Brother Zhang's body.
This process repeats itself as the battle continues.
As if it would never end.
but……
A cultivator who has established his foundation will eventually run out of energy.
Although the total amount of spiritual energy in Senior Brother Zhang's body far exceeds that of ordinary foundation-building cultivators, it is still far from being infinite.
When the battle dragged on for one, two, or three days.
The original strength in his body finally began to dry up.
So, Zhang Qianmo had to start calling upon the energy stored in the purple pill.
When Li Fan was practicing [Body Tribulation] before, he guessed that the purple pill in Zhang Qianmo's body was the means used by Zixiao Sect to contain and suppress his cultivation.
Now it seems that it is true.
(End of this chapter)
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