Chapter 290: The Reality and the Fakeness of Chao Yuanzong
After leaving Yinyin Island, Su Changyu looked excited, and it took him a long time to calm down his excited mood.
"I didn't expect to have such an adventure this time when I went out."
Although he is still some distance away from building a foundation, what is different from the past is that his heart is now full of motivation to practice, and he can't wait to complete his Qi refining and build a foundation as soon as possible.
"After I build my foundation, my cultivation speed should be able to catch up with Xiao Heng, my younger sister and the others." Su Changyu thought to himself.
Without any further delay, he identified his location and flew straight towards the deserted island.
In the Tianxuan mirror.
Li Fan frowned slightly as he recalled the scenes he had just seen through Su Changyu.
"I didn't expect that Su Changyu also went to Master Yin for unknown reasons and got to know the secrets of [Building the Foundation with Me]. It seems that the guidance from the heaven and earth that I felt before is indeed true."
Li Fan is still looking forward to whether Su Changyu can successfully "build the foundation with me" in this life.
However, Li Fan is more concerned about Master Yin's condition now.
In the twelfth life, anchored in 13 years, when Li Fan first met Master Yin, his hair was still black and white.
It has been 25 years now, but in just twelve years, his hair is already full of white hair.
This kind of rapid aging is almost impossible to happen to a cultivator in the foundation-building stage.
This shows that Master Yin has suffered great mental and physical damage over the years.
What made Li Fan even more concerned was that the test subjects on Yin Yin Island, as well as many collections that Master Yin originally regarded as treasures, were all destroyed.
But Master Yin didn't care at all.
Or rather...
Those things must have been destroyed by him personally.
Then I thought of the sudden fire that broke out on the island and Master Yin's increasingly bewildered expression.
"He wants to commit suicide?"
Li Fan's heart moved slightly.
In order to confirm his guess, Li Fan left the Tianxuan Mirror and rushed towards Yinyin Island.
When he arrived at his destination, the square building had indeed turned into ruins.
Burns very thoroughly.
Li Fan searched for a while but found nothing valuable.
Standing quietly above the ruins, Li Fan frowned.
"Why?"
"This Master Yin must have been studying the secrets of immortal and mortal miasma in recent years."
"What did he discover that made him want to commit suicide?"
You know, a cultivator's desire to survive is thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary people.
It is rare to hear of monks committing suicide.
"Was it a real suicide, or was it a last resort?"
Master Yin's somewhat crazy speech at that time appeared in front of him: "Aren't you curious? Why can the plague on a mere mortal be able to infect immortal cultivators? If we can figure out the source of this abnormality, perhaps we can solve the immortal-mortal miasma from the source! By then, I will be a great existence that the entire immortal cultivation world will remember!"
Li Fan's expression became a little serious: "I used to think that he was just a foundation-building cultivator and it was impossible for him to research anything. So I always ignored him."
“I didn’t expect that he actually gained something.”
"Perhaps, I can pay more attention to him in my next life."
Li Fan pondered in his heart.
After taking another look at the ruins of Yinyin Island, Li Fan was about to leave when he was suddenly startled.
The sea breeze blew, and suddenly a crystal white light appeared in the charred ground.
Li Fan flew closer and took out the glowing object.
Somewhat familiar.
A white rib.
It seemed to be the ribs of the first cultivator who was infected with the immortal-mortal miasma, which was what Master Yin valued most during his lifetime.
Master Yin turned into ashes in the raging fire, but this rib was preserved intact.
It is said that this is a good thing that many people are fighting for. There is indeed some trick to it.
Li Fan casually stuffed it into the storage ring.
Return to Wanxian Island and ask the Tianxuan Mirror to identify it.
But he only got the result of "Monk's remains, worth 1 contribution point".
"It seems that this is only valuable to a specific group of people." Li Fan shook his head and put the rib away again.
Sense the situation of the geniuses.
"Xiao Heng finally arrived at Yunshui Palace. However, he did not enter. Instead, he stood outside, looking up at the huge blue building hanging in the sky. I don't know what he was feeling."
"It seems that Su Xiaomei and the other two are not far from the ruins of Chaoyuan Sect."
…
“It’s almost harvest time again.”
At this time, the two bodies of calamity in Li Fan's dantian had been completely formed.
The third round of robbery phantom is gradually taking shape.
"These contained cultivation bases can be transformed without loss after I break through to the Golden Core Stage. If the accumulated Tribulation Body is enough, maybe I will break through again once I enter the Golden Core Stage."
Li Fan couldn't help but reveal an expression of joy like an old farmer.
"As for He Zhenghao..."
"Why has there been no feedback on my cultivation during this period of time?"
The distance was too far, and Wuxiang Shaji could no longer sense the other party's image.
Li Fan thought about it and sent him a message to ask about his recent situation.
But I got an automatic reply: "The garrison is in closed training, I can't reply, sorry."
"So Fellow Daoist He has already entered the Garrison?"
Counting the time, it has been almost three years since He Zhenghao took office.
"Jing Xuan is indeed reliable, and his contribution is not in vain."
"After the formation training in Tianyuzhou is finished, Cong Yunhai should be gone. Then we can go directly to Tianyunzhou and meet up with Daoist He."
…
Just when Li Fan was secretly planning for the future.
Su Xiaomei and her group of three have arrived at the Qianli Swamp and the ruins of Chao Yuanzong.
Finally arriving at the destination, Su Xiaomei looked at the spectacular buildings not far away with some excitement, wishing she could rush into the ruins in the next second.
Zhang Haobo was a little confused: "Didn't they say that the ruins attracted many monks to come and explore? Why is the road so deserted? Where are the people?"
Shuo Feng also frowned: "It is a bit strange. But there is no need to think too much, just go up and take a look and you will know the truth."
When we arrived at the entrance of the Chaoyuanzong ruins, it was not as lively as rumored.
Some monks hesitated, not daring to enter, yet reluctant to leave.
After a little inquiry, they found out why the ruins, which had been bustling and lively not long ago, had now become like this.
It turned out that just seven days ago, a terrifying incident occurred in the Chaoyuan Sect ruins, which the monks had always thought to be safe.
A Jindan cultivator who came to seek opportunities disappeared inexplicably.
When he appeared again, everyone found that he had become the same existence as the phantom that appeared from time to time in the ruins.
One can even hear and see him running around in despair towards Yuanzong, trying to find a way to return to his original appearance.
But this Jindan monk seemed to have gone to another world, and no matter what, he could not interact with the people in reality.
It is also impossible to leave the scope of Chao Yuanzong's ruins.
(End of this chapter)
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