Chapter 363 Li Fan is against his will again
"What? The Jiaxu base has run out of supplies and is on the brink of death. We urgently need reinforcements?"
"How could this be? Didn't Leng Yingyi just take a batch of supplies back?!"
"You actually let a group of mages take risks in person. You are such a bunch of idiots!"
"There is a new maze blocking the way? No wonder..."
"You are lucky to have managed to escape from such a maze."
"Alas, what a pity. The speed is a bit slow, and there is not much life left."
…
Amid the constant exclamations of the green-robed monk named Hao Hui, Li Fan roughly told him about his experiences along the way.
Apart from concealing some details in the rocky maze that may be related to the Heavenly Doctor, the rest are all factual and without any exaggeration.
After learning what Li Fan had done, he looked at the white-haired, exhausted monk in front of him, whose face looked extremely calm.
A hint of respect flashed in Hao Hui's eyes.
Such a righteous cultivator is extremely rare even in the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.
His face was solemn, and he said softly, "Fellow Daoist, please rest assured. I will immediately send someone to the Jiaxu stronghold and will certainly not let you down for your desperate request for help."
Li Fan coughed lightly and nodded slightly.
Everything that should be done has been done, and it is obvious that the condition of this body can no longer withstand any more torture.
If you want to be able to function normally, you need to take good care of yourself.
Hao Hui stepped back and closed the door.
At the same time, Li Fan felt that the shadow in the corner of the room also disappeared.
"I still have 57 years left in this world. Although I can take some life-extending treasures, my current situation is somewhat similar to that of Jicheng Xianzun. We are both approaching the end of our lives. The effect of extending life may not be as good as I imagined."
"Even though I don't have much time left to live, it doesn't mean I can't achieve my goals."
…
Just when Li Fan closed his eyes and thought.
At the very front of Broken Palm Immortal City, there is a secret place facing the abyss.
Countless demonic sounds gushed out from the abyss of nothingness not far away, and after passing through a gap, they continuously poured into this space without any obstruction.
It was as if the unspeakable voice from the deepest level of purgatory was constantly echoing and raging here.
That powerful and pure demonic sound seemed to affect even the structure of space.
One twisted and terrifying face after another kept forming here.
But in front of these inexplicable faces, there was a person sitting upright.
His face could not be seen clearly, but his figure was strangely moving, like the undulating waves of a river, constantly flashing.
The devilish sound that ordinary cultivators were so terrified of seemed to have no effect on him at all.
And those distorted faces formed by the vibrations of the magic sound, after approaching him, seemed to be captured directly and merged into his body.
The figure swayed and rose, and the face disappeared.
But he remained extremely calm.
Suddenly, he waved.
A bluestone door rose up, blocking the gap in the space.
The devilish sound suddenly faded away.
The light suddenly dimmed, and all the remaining faces of Mo Yin disappeared in an instant.
His body swayed even more violently.
"Young Master."
A black shadow appeared beside him and transformed into a black-robed monk.
Tell him what you just saw and heard.
A moment later.
"Is this true?" There was a hint of doubt in Shang Shaojun's tone.
"According to my observation, Li Fan did not lie. Moreover, his life span was indeed almost completely devoured by the Yuan-devouring White Mist."
"If I had been a little slower that day, I would have been in doubt whether I could have survived."
"I confirmed this with Ji Hongdao before I came here. There is no problem with Li Fan's identity."
"There are indeed signs of a new maze on the path to the Jiaxu base."
"But now it has retreated back into the depths of the white fog. This should be just an isolated incident."
The black-robed monk replied.
Shang Shaojun fell silent for a moment after hearing this.
"It's such a touching story, the more people know about it the better."
"Especially now that people are unsettled, there needs to be a sharp contrast to make them feel ashamed."
"You go and do this."
After a moment, Shang Shaojun spoke slowly.
The black-robed monk nodded.
Just as he was about to leave, he looked at Shang Shaojun again and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Um?"
The black-robed monk paused and asked, "Yan Huan has been hung in the center of the Immortal Fortress and whipped continuously for eleven days."
"When can we let him down?"
"I guess if this continues, the kid won't be able to hold on."
"Although it's just acting, the [Magic Whip] is definitely real."
The black-robed monk spoke cautiously, fearing to anger the person in front of him.
Shang Shaojun did not blame him: "Originally, I asked him to spread rumors on purpose in order to rectify the atmosphere in the Immortal Fortress."
"Now that we have such a good target for publicity, his role is dispensable."
"Let him go tomorrow."
"Send a [Soul-Replenishing Pill] over there so he can have a good rest."
The black-robed monk showed a delighted expression and said, "Thank you, young lord."
Then he quietly disappeared into the secret room.
The conversation just now seemed to be just a trivial episode to Shang Shaojun.
As the bluestone door fell again, the raging demonic sound poured in again.
His body began to sway and move again.
…
With Shang Shaojun's instigation, within half a day, the story of Li Fan's desperate request for help spread throughout the Eternal Immortal Fortress.
Some people did not believe it, while others were deeply moved.
As He Chen and other monks trapped on the Jiaxu were brought back and investigated.
The authenticity of the incident has also been confirmed.
Although there are still a small number of monks who stubbornly believe that all this is a self-directed and self-acted play.
But the vast majority chose to believe.
While everyone was sighing and admiring Li Fan's righteousness, they couldn't help but feel sorry that he only had a few decades left to live.
As for Li Fan himself, after welcoming wave after wave of people coming to visit him, he finally had some rare quiet time.
"After some recuperation, I have barely adapted to my aging body."
"Although I can transform into a younger appearance, it's obviously not as eye-catching as it is now."
The first reverse training of Dao Heart ended perfectly, and the growth of his spirit and soul made Li Fan appreciate the sweetness.
So, Li Fan prepared to start the second reverse training plan.
"My original intention was to just go through with it casually and just pretend to do it. "
“And now, I’m going to do the opposite.”
"I will devote all of my limited remaining life to the construction of the formation."
"To popularize the Tianxuan Locking Spirit, I will thoroughly burn every bit of my strength."
"Until death."
Just thinking about this, Li Fan felt goose bumps all over his body.
Li Fan suppressed the discomfort in his heart and put on a resolute expression.
He walked out of the room with slow but firm steps.
(End of this chapter)
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