After leaving Yinyin Island, Su Changyu looked excited, and it took him a long time to calm down his excitement.
"I didn't expect that I would have such an adventure this time when I went out."
Although he is still some distance away from building the foundation, what is different from the past is that now he is full of motivation to practice, and he can't wait to refine his Qi as soon as possible and build the foundation as soon as possible.
"After [building the foundation with me], my cultivation speed should be able to catch up with Xiao Heng, little sister and the others." Su Changyu thought to himself.
Without further delay, he identified the 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.
"Unexpectedly, Su Changyu also inexplicably came to Master Yin and came into contact with the relevant secrets of [Building the Foundation with Me]. It seems that the guidance from the heaven and earth that I realized before is indeed true." p>
Li Fan is still looking forward to whether Su Changyu can succeed in [Building the Foundation with Me] in this life.
However, Li Fan is more concerned about Master Yin's condition now.
Twelve, Anchoring Year 13 When Li Fan first met Master Yin, his hair was still black and white.
It has been anchored for 25 years now, but in just twelve years, he has already turned gray.
This kind of ultra-rapid aging is almost impossible to happen to foundation-building monks.
This shows that Mr. Yin has suffered a great mental loss over the past few years.
What makes Li Fan even more concerned is that the experimental subjects on Yin Yin Island, as well as many collections that Master Yin originally regarded as treasures, were all destroyed in one day.
But Mr. Yin didn't care at all.
Or...
Those things should have been destroyed by him himself.
Then think of the sudden fire on the island and the increasingly devilish look on Mr. Yin's face.
"He wants to commit suicide?"
Li Fan's heart moved slightly.
In order to confirm his guess, Li Fan left Tianxuan Mirror and rushed towards Yinyin Island.
When he arrived at his destination, the square building had turned into ruins.
Burns very thoroughly.
Li Fan searched and found nothing of value.
Standing quietly above the ruins, Li Fan frowned.
"Why?"
"Master Yin must have been studying the secrets of the immortal miasma these years."
"What exactly did he discover that made him think of committing suicide?"
You know, a monk's desire to survive is a thousand times stronger than that of an ordinary person.
It is rare to hear of monks committing suicide.
"Did he really commit suicide, or was he forced to commit suicide?"
Master Yin's somewhat crazy speech came to mind: "Aren't you curious? Why can the plague on mere mortals be able to infect immortal cultivators? If we can figure out the source of this mutation, perhaps we can solve the problem of immortals from the source.
Miasma! When the time comes, I will be a great existence that the entire world of immortality will remember!"
Li Fan's expression became a little solemn: "I used to think that he was just a foundation-building monk, and it was impossible to research anything. So I always ignored him."
"Unexpectedly, he really gained something."
"Perhaps, we can focus on 'taking care' of him in the next life."
Li Fan thought to himself.
Looking at the ruins of Yin Yin Island again, Li Fan was about to leave, but suddenly he was slightly startled.
The sea breeze blew by, and a crystal white light suddenly appeared in the scorched black ground.
Li Fan flew close and took out the luminous object.
Somewhat familiar.
A white rib.
It seems that it was the ribs of the first monk who was infected with the immortal miasma that Master Yin valued most during his lifetime.
Everyone in the Yin family was reduced to ashes in the blazing flames, but the ribs were actually left intact.
It is said that this is a good thing that many people are fighting for, and it does have some tricks.
Li Fan conveniently stuffed it into the storage ring.
Return to Ten Thousand Immortals Island and ask the Tianxuan Mirror to identify it.
But I only got the result of "monk's bones, worth 1 contribution point".
"It seems that this is only valuable among certain groups of people." Li Fan shook his head and put away the ribs again.
I sensed the situation of the geniuses.
"Xiao Heng still came to Yunshui Tiangong. But he didn't go in for a long time. Instead, he stood outside, looking up at the huge blue building hanging in the sky. I don't know what he was feeling."
"Su Xiaomei and the others seem to be not far from the ruins of Chaoyuanzong."
……
"It's almost harvest time again."
At this time, in Li Fan's dantian, the two robbery bodies have been completely formed.
The phantom of the third round of body robbery is gradually forming.
"These accommodating cultivation levels can be transformed without loss after I break through to the golden elixir realm. If I accumulate enough tribulations, maybe I will break through again as soon as I enter the golden elixir."
Li Fan couldn't help but look as happy as an old farmer.
"It's He Zhenghao's place..."
"Why has there been no feedback on my cultivation during this period?"
The distance is too far, and Wuxiang Killing Machine can no longer sense the opponent's screen.
Li Fan thought for a while and sent him a message to ask about the current situation.
But I got an automatic reply: "The garrison is in closed training, unable to reply, sorry."
"It turns out that Fellow Daoist He has already entered the garrison?"
Counting the time, it has been almost three years since He Zhenghao took office.
"Jingxuan is really reliable in his work, and his contribution is not in vain."
"After the formation training in Tianyu Prefecture, Cong Yunhai should be gone. Then go directly to Tianyun Prefecture and meet up with Fellow Daoist He."
……
Just when Li Fan was secretly planning for the future.
Su Xiaomei and her party of three have arrived at Qianli Swamp, the ruins of Chao Yuanzong.
Finally arriving at the destination, Su Xiaomei looked excitedly at the spectacular buildings not far away, wishing she could rush into the ruins in the next second.
Zhang Haobo was a little confused: "Didn't it mean that the ruins attracted many monks to come to explore the secrets? Why is the road so deserted? Where are the people?"
Shuo Feng also frowned: "It's a bit strange. But there's no need to think about it so much. You'll know the truth once you step forward."
When we arrived at the entrance to the Chaoyuanzong ruins, it was not as lively as the rumors said.
Some monks were hesitant, not daring to enter and reluctant to leave.
After some inquiring, they found out why the ruins, which were bustling and lively not long ago, now looked like this.
It turns out that just seven days ago, something horrifying happened to the Chaoyuan Sect ruins that the monks had thought were harmless.
A golden elixir monk who came to seek opportunities first disappeared inexplicably.
When he reappeared, everyone found that he had become the same existence as the phantom that appeared from time to time in the ruins.
You can even hear and see him running around the Yuanzong in despair, trying to find a way to change back to his original appearance.
But this golden elixir monk seemed to have gone to another world, and no matter what, he could not interact with the characters in reality.
It is also impossible to leave the scope of the Chaoyuanzong ruins.