Chapter 578 Han Yi Sees Qing Feng
"My one million contribution points were not easy to come by. Besides, I don't know how long it will take for this round of luck to backfire."
"We should be more cautious."
After thinking for a while, Han Yi felt that seeing is believing. Since he had been frustrated everywhere in Yuandaozhou, he might as well return to Congyunhai and make a practical inspection before making a decision.
So, Han Yi, who came to Yuandao Prefecture out of interest, returned to his hometown because of the news he heard by chance.
When he returned to Cong Yunhai, he found that the enthusiasm with which the monks around him discussed the "Secret Envoy's Fundraising" plan was far beyond his imagination.
Although not everyone believes it blindly, there are still a large number of Li Fan’s loyal fans.
Believers and non-believers regard each other as foolish and each is trying to convince the other.
Amid the ongoing debate, the topic is becoming increasingly popular.
This once again attracted a large number of monks who had originally chosen to watch to participate.
Just looking at this lively scene that was as lively as a raging fire, Han Yi suddenly felt a chill in his heart for some reason.
However, before he could figure out where the uneasiness in his heart came from.
The news swept across the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance in an instant, making countless cultivators breathe a sigh of relief. At the same time, the topic of discussion about Li Fan's fundraising plan also reached a peak for a while.
A ceasefire is about to be reached between the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and the Five Elders Association.
Li Fan, Master Li’s prediction came true again!
Ever since Li Fan spread the news that day, people have been using their connections to find out the authenticity of the news, and public opinion has been surging.
But there is still no definite result.
Until today, the prophecy has been fulfilled again!
Although, anyone with a discerning eye could see that there seemed to be some element of the Wanxian League official trying to take advantage of the situation.
But this did not prevent Li Fan's deduction skills, which had been passed down as miraculous, from being pushed to a peak again.
Many monks who had originally believed that this large-scale fundraising plan was definitely Li Fan's way of making a final profit and running away began to waver in their hearts.
And those monks who originally chose to wait and see, in the face of this ironclad fact, chose to join the large group in fundraising.
Following the trend is a human instinct.
Originally, Han Yi was still hesitant because of the uneasiness in his heart.
But suddenly, a rumor appeared.
It was said that because the monks were too enthusiastic, the contributions collected exceeded the original plan.
Therefore, it is very likely that the fundraising that was originally promised to be “unlimited” will be terminated ahead of schedule.
No one knew who spread the news, but it sounded very detailed and immediately made those who hadn't gotten on the bus anxious.
Although the representative of the secret envoy, He Zhenghao, stood up at the first moment and refuted the rumors with righteous words.
But it cannot change the fact that his efficiency in collecting contribution points is getting slower and slower.
This time, it seems that the authenticity of the "rumor" has been confirmed.
So the monks suddenly became more anxious.
Han Yi couldn't bear it any longer at this time.
In the extremely enthusiastic atmosphere at the scene, he got excited and handed over all the remaining 910,000 contribution points he had.
When he was sobered up by the cold sea breeze and came to his senses, he felt a little regretful.
"No matter what, you should at least leave yourself some spare."
Han Yi said in annoyance.
However, it was useless to regret at this point. Both parties had already signed the contract, and once it was handed over, the contribution points could not be taken back during the five-year closed period.
If contribution points are urgently needed due to a matter of life and death, 30% of the principal amount will be required as liquidated damages.
And the high interest can no longer be paid.
The losses are so great that almost no monk would choose to do so unless it is absolutely necessary.
According to He Zhenghao, such strict regulations are also intended to prevent malicious damage by villains.
Because Li Fan raised contributions in such a high-profile manner and raised a large amount of funds, some people have become jealous.
They are trying every possible way to throw dirty water on Li Fan, and then try to replace him and get a piece of the pie.
"With so many monks participating, and Li Fan being the highest ruler of Cong Yunhai, there shouldn't be any problems." Han Yi felt lost for a long time, and after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't find the problem. He could only console himself in this way.
Now penniless, Han Yi was at a loss for a moment. Not knowing where to go, he wandered absentmindedly in the sea of clouds.
After an unknown amount of time, Han Yi suddenly woke up.
He quickly looked around and felt as if he had been to this place before.
“This feeling…”
"Strange, this is clearly my first time here." A trace of solemnity flashed in Han Yi's eyes.
However, he practiced the "Tianyun Sutra" and had a keen spiritual perception, so he did not miss the fleeting sense of déjà vu in his mind.
He slowly practiced his skills and looked around.
"Huh?"
After a moment, he fixed his gaze on a certain spot in the sky.
Every living being in the world has his own destiny.
But at this moment in Han Yi's vision, the originally deserted area actually appeared to be distorted.
"What is hidden here!" Han Yi suddenly felt excited.
Han Yi, who thought that his luck had turned and he had discovered an opportunity, first calmly checked whether there were other cultivators around.
After making sure that he was the only one here, he carefully flew to a high altitude, came to that strange space, and observed it carefully.
"Something is wrong indeed!"
Half a day later, Han Yi confirmed his guess.
Then, no matter how he tried, he could not find a way to enter this hidden space.
The longer you stay here, the greater the chance of being discovered by other monks.
How can I share this great opportunity with others?
So slowly, Han Yi became a little impatient.
At this moment, a blurry picture flashed through his mind again.
Han Yi was stunned.
Without bothering to figure out where this inspiration came from, he narrowed his eyes and imitated the movements of the monk in the picture.
It first moved away for a while, then accelerated to the extreme speed and suddenly crashed into the hidden area in the air.
A black light flashed across his body.
The next moment, Han Yi saw two beings standing quietly in the space.
Green wind.
Broken sword.
My eyes turned blood red in an instant and my brain was in a mess.
Han Yi was almost unable to control himself and rushed towards the Spirit of Heaven and Earth.
At this moment, the black bird feather in the Dantian came to the rescue again.
The dim light enveloped Han Yi, allowing him to temporarily regain some of his sanity.
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head away, no longer looking at the strange scene of [Green Wind Trapped Sword] in the space.
Instead, he exerted all his strength and fled far away to the outside world.
Not long after, Han Yi escaped from that strange space.
Blood kept gushing out of its mouth, and the black bird's feathers were severely damaged, with the feathers curled up and looking listless.
(End of this chapter)
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