Li Fan is also a frequent visitor to Congyun Seabed.
He is also no stranger to the ruins scattered all over the sea of clouds.
"What do you mean? These ruins are from that lost civilization?" Li Fan asked.
Zhao Erbao shook his head: "No, no, no, these ruins are all local to Cong Yunhai..."
"That's not right either..."
Zhao Erbao scratched his head and made a circle with his hands: "The current Congyun Sea is not a sea at all."
Li Fan was slightly startled.
I only heard Zhao Erbao continue: "This place was originally supposed to be land. But one day..."
"Suddenly submerged by sea water."
"The ruins at the bottom of Cong Yun belong to the civilizations that were originally on the ground."
"Swamped by seawater..." Scenes he had seen at the bottom of the sea in the past appeared in Li Fan's mind.
The Daxuan Exit is an abyss under the sea.
The exit from the boundary is a well in the underwater ruins.
Refining the clone and looking for the Heavenly Crystal Spirit Sand are also in a large underwater ruins.
……
He has witnessed these underwater ruins scattered everywhere many times, and he has also witnessed the scene of the Sea of Clouds drying up.
Since the sea here can change into a mountain, is it possible that this sea was once not a sea?
Theoretically speaking, it should be easy for him to ask such a question.
But...
Something is disturbing his thinking.
Let him ignore this intentionally or unintentionally.
They even took the initiative to find other reasons for the formation of underwater ruins, such as thinking that it was caused by islands destroyed by wind disasters.
Looking back now, these continuous ruins on the seabed are completely different from what the island looked like after it sank.
"This method of disturbing people's hearts is very similar to the Immortal Lord. But in comparison, it is a little weaker. Once you wake up, you will no longer be affected by the cognition."
"Above Hedao, below Immortality..."
In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Li Fan's mind.
But Zhao Erbao is still talking.
"And these antiquities I collected all belong to another completely different civilization."
"It appeared suddenly like falling from the sky."
"Like..."
Li Fan suddenly said: "Like this sea of clouds?"
Zhao Erbao clapped his hands suddenly and said excitedly: "That's right!"
"With this doubt in my mind, I searched the seabed of Congyun and dug everywhere."
"After studying the faults on the seabed in various places, I made a surprising discovery."
"You must know that mountains and rivers can change easily. Maybe one day, this vast sea of clouds will turn back into land again."
"But this transformation process often takes several years or even more than ten years."
"But!"
Zhao Erbao raised his voice and repeated: "But!"
"When this place changed from land to ocean, it was just a short moment!"
The more Zhao Erbao talked, the more excited he became. He walked to the miniature model of Cong Yunhai in the room.
He stretched out his finger and the seawater in the model gathered into balls and flew into the palm of Zhao Erbao's hand.
The deeply dented model slowly returned to its original shape.
"Just like this!"
He grabbed a ball of sea water in his hand, and then slammed it down.
"Bang!"
Under the slap, the earth sank deeply, and seawater surged out from between the fingers, filling the entire depression in an instant.
The mulberry field turns into the vast sea, it really only takes a palm!
Li Fan couldn't help but think of the terrain map around Cong Yunhai he had seen before.
It turns out that it's not "as if", but "just" that someone cut a gap in the mainland!
"This palm, this palm..."
Li Fan thought about the scene at that time, he was dizzy and couldn't help himself.
Zhao Erbao also retracted his palm and stared blankly at the reshaped Cong Yunhai model, wondering what he was thinking.
After being silent for a long time, Zhao Erbao slowly spoke out again: "These ancient relics I collected should have been carried by the infinite sea water and came here together."
Li Fan suddenly remembered the two human bones he saw at Master Yin's place.
"Aren't they the same kind of people?"
"So that's it."
Although the powerful ones above Hedao can distort people's thinking and cover up their own traces.
But in the world, there are always all kinds of wizards who can detect what has happened in the world through various clues.
The spirit feels more and more peaceful. It seems that Zhao Erbao is not lying.
Li Fan pondered for a moment and then asked: "Is the attachment on these ancient objects you mentioned related to that palm?"
Zhao Erbao hesitated for a moment, and finally confessed honestly: "The palm that formed the sea of clouds was so powerful that it was close to the Tao."
"The objects he carried with him were inevitably tainted with a trace of Taoist charm."
"Buried deep under the sea, even if thousands of years have passed, this rhyme still remains on it."
"It's just a piece, the Taoist charm is weak and undetectable.
"But the more we collect, the more obvious these remaining Taoist rhymes become when they resonate with each other."
"If it reaches an order of magnitude, maybe the complete Taoist rhyme can be reproduced again."
"See the original style of that palm."
After hearing this, the spiritual reminder in Li Fan's heart finally slowly dissipated.
"It turns out that this is where my opportunity lies."
"A palm that overturns the sea..."
Seeing that Li Fan didn't respond for a long time, Zhao Erbao continued cautiously: "The reason why I didn't use the storage ring to transfer these antiquities before, junior, is because these remaining Taoist charms are extremely fragile."
"If you put it in and then take it out, the Taoist charm remaining on it will probably be destroyed."
"So I have to do it myself."
Li Fan nodded slightly and agreed with this statement.
"Let's go, take me to meet this Dao Yun who touches the sea with a palm!"
Zhao Erbao did not dare to refuse and took Li Fan down the stairs of the rock pillars to the largest storage room.
Inside, there are hundreds of antiques of different styles.
There are porcelain vases, porcelain bowls, small bronze tripods, and even ordinary household iron pots, shovels, etc.
Li Fan closed his eyes and realized.
There is indeed a strange rhythm flowing slowly in this storage room.
However, it is still very weak and it is difficult to realize any magical powers from it.
"Approximately how many pieces are needed to strengthen this Taoist rhyme to the point where it can be understood?" Li Fan asked.
Zhao Erbao was a little embarrassed: "It's hard to say. At least it will have to be several times more than what I have collected so far."
"These antiquities are scattered all over the seabed. It is really difficult to collect them by one person."
"However." He paused, glanced at Li Fan, and said, "It would definitely be a lot easier if there was help from the little girl with the psychic treasure body."
Li Fan smiled inexplicably.
"Then you must hurry up, there is not much time left for you."
He stretched out his finger and pointed it between Zhao Erbao's eyebrows.