"Dao Zhang Su, the murderer is the earth dragon demon. The matter should be concluded," Han Caidi and Su Fei came to the entrance of a courtyard side by side and said, "It's just too pitiful that a good sect is gone. I wonder if the immortal’s footprints are still there.”
The courtyard of Fengyu Zhenren’s residence.
It is said that the big stone with the footprints of the immortal has been moved here by enthusiastic practitioners.
Important clues and items are placed in the yard and will be transported to the Jiudao Mountain of the Dao Alliance leader for storage in the future. If there are still descendants of the Luoxian Sect who survive, the items will be transferred there.
At this time, disciples from different sects were taking advantage of the situation in the courtyard, hoping to gain some free insights before the Taoist Alliance took away the traces of the Immortal.
They looked at a large stone with an ordinary shape, covered their spiritual consciousness on it, crossed their legs and meditated, comprehending.
Su Fei also wanted to see what Xianji looked like.
When I walked in, I saw a strange mark on a big stone, which seemed a bit familiar.
"That looks like a trilobite fossil," he said.
"Painter?" Han Caidi was no stranger to the word painter, but she didn't understand why Su Daozhang said that mark was a painter.
The whole sentence is completely incomprehensible.
"Don't interrupt." Su Fei glanced at Han Caidi.
A group of cultivators nearby who were comprehending the footprints heard someone commenting on the Immortal's traces, which affected their state of mind. They frowned and raised their heads, intending to educate the speaker.
Seeing that it was the Taoist priest who was dragging the thunder to destroy the great demon, he quickly lowered his head, not daring to open his eyes to look.
Only then did Su Fei understand that although there were many capable people in the world, there was no professional archeology school, and many unfamiliar things they had never seen before were considered to be traces of gods.
"These are not the footprints of an immortal, it's just an ancient insect that died on the stone." Su Fei said bluntly.
The immortal's footprints made the Taoist say that they were like a dead insect.
This is completely unacceptable to those sect disciples who have come here to consume countless spiritual stones.
The nearby practitioners who were comprehending the traces of the Immortal were afraid of Su Fei, but they still wanted to say something and refute.
"They are the footprints of immortals." A cultivator mustered up the courage to say.
"Yes, yes, you are right." Su Fei was too lazy to explain.
The Taoist priest turned around and left, thinking that it was not a bad thing that these guys were willing to waste their time. At least they had some hope for a spiritual career.
[You discovered that the footprints of the Immortal of the Luo Xian Sect were trilobites. Because you didn’t want to argue with others about meaningless things, you ignored the obsession of a bunch of ignorant people and left. 】
[In the subsequent practice world, this fossil influenced countless practitioners and delayed the lives of countless practitioners. They meditated on the so-called immortal's footprints and wasted their precious time in vain. There are many spiritual geniuses here, just because A meaningless stone, an ordinary life.】
A small subplot in the big plot?
The additional gains may not seem too big on the surface, but if the timeline is lengthened, the number of people affected will be large enough, indirectly weakening the power of human cultivators.
The degree of harm is no less than that of a demon slaying a large city.
What a sinful stone!
This opportunity is not to be missed.
"It's just a bug." Su Fei suddenly turned around and said.
A group of practitioners were just about to close their eyes and grasp the truth, when they heard the Taoist priest's firm tone, which seemed to mean that he was going to take it seriously to the end.
But Taoist priests have the persistence of Taoist priests, and so do others. Those people firmly believe that the things on the stones are the traces left by the immortals.
"Why do fellow Taoists say this is a bug?" One person looked at Su Fei and asked in an awe-inspiring manner.
"Because it looks like a bug, and no one's footprints look like this," Su Fei said, "Didn't you see that it has eyes? Look, the bones are so clear, and the whole thing is convex, and the footprints should be concave.
That’s right.”
The scene was quiet for a moment.
"I don't understand anything. Immortals all like to pursue being different. The footprints will naturally be different. It is completely understandable that there are eyes on the footprints."
"Yes, it's completely understandable. Immortals also have their own unique interests."
"This is a footprint full of magical power. Can't fellow Taoists feel the magical power flowing above it?"
"The happy footprints falling on the solid stone fully indicate that the immortal's mood was outgoing at that time, so the mark left must be protruding."
Although this ancient fossil has not actively done anything bad, its influence is really bad enough. The practitioners who are obsessed with it have already developed mental barriers. If things go on like this, their practice in this life will be ruined.
It is useless to reason with these people who cannot communicate.
So.
Draw your sword.
Su Fei directly chopped the stone into pieces.
[You chopped up the trilobite fossil, saved the future of many practitioners, and obtained the talent: Eye of Appraisal, cultivation level 327.]
The Eye of Appraisal can distinguish the authenticity of various magical instruments, and can also distinguish between real and fake miraculous artifacts. It has a different effect from the body observation technique.
Use both together for better results.
A group of people were present in astonishment and did not dare to say a word.
"It's really just the mark of an ancient insect," Su Fei tried to avoid the word fossil: "You have to believe me."
Seeing the Taoist priest pointing his sword at the practitioners, they were silent at first.
Then someone finally realized it and said with a smile: "We believe the Taoist priest. What the Taoist priest said makes sense. That is the corpse of the insect."
"Yes, how could the immortal's footprints be convex?"
"There can be no lines in the footprints."
"Haha, Taoist Master, please put your sword away."
Su Fei nodded, sheathed his sword and turned around to leave. It wouldn't matter if the Taoist Alliance came to question him later.
Han Caidi wanted to say a few words for Taoist Su from the beginning to the end. Just when she was about to use the eloquence of the Judgment Fairy, the Taoist priest used violence to solve the problem, so she had to follow suit.
Still a little worried: "It's not easy to explain to the Dao League."
Su Fei: "We are right, what are we afraid of?"
Arriving at the death scene of Feng Yuzhen.
A large plaque fell on the ground and was erected next to it. It seemed that some sect disciple had a kind heart and rescued the important plaque of Luo Xian Sect from the ruins and placed it nearby.
The courtyards built with high-quality materials are indeed better preserved than other buildings. Only about 50% of the damaged area was damaged. Some buildings even have tiles hanging on the roofs.
The master's living environment is much stronger than that of his disciples.
Go through the moon gate and come to another courtyard.
While other disciples of the sect were waiting here, Master Feng Yu's body remained as it was, lying in the middle of the yard. It was said that he was lying on his stomach at first.
The expression on his face can still be seen clearly, fear is written on his face, fear hangs at the corners of his mouth, and anger is fixed in his eyes...
The most peculiar thing is that the figure of Feng Yuzhen's death was strange. He was holding a stick of incense in his left hand and pinching the Fire Jue in his right hand. He was in the yard when he died.
There were about twenty monks near Master Feng Yu.
Su Fei knew the reason, but he still stepped forward to observe the body of the Luoxian Sect Master for a while, then slowly stood up.
"If you hold a stick of incense in your left hand and hold a fire secret in your right hand, then there will always be only one truth." Su Fei paused mid-sentence.
Everyone present looked at him and waited for him, just like a woman on her wedding night, expecting the groom to quickly lift her hijab.
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ps: I will send out an Easter egg stamp later. The author feels that this kind of good thing cannot be enjoyed exclusively, so that all brothers and sisters can also benefit from the mystery and good luck. Since I have not issued an Easter egg stamp, I have to do some research.