In the Jiaxu stronghold, Li Fan looked at the list of gold medals projected in the Tianxuan mirror.
"This Guo Yezhong is also a wonderful person. If there is no special reason, it is because he openly shows off and takes advantage of the public eye. This is simply a naked slap in the face of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance."
Recalling the time I met Guo Yezhong during the training camp, he looked completely ordinary.
"If this person still has zero points at the end of the competition, I will respect him as a man."
Suddenly, there was a faint whisper of resentment in his ears again. After more than a year of hard work, Li Fan had already become accustomed to this.
Without changing his expression, he lit up a glass lamp in the house, the strange black flame lit up, and the strange noise from the abyss disappeared in an instant.
"This [Nirvana Glaze Lamp] is really easy to use." Li Fan couldn't help but praise as he enjoyed the rare silence again.
The Nirvana Glaze Lamp is a new type of silenced rare treasure sent by the Yanwu Hall two months ago.
From the Western Piaomiao State.
After lighting the extinction rope in the lamp, black flames will bloom, turning all surrounding sounds into nothingness.
Simple and easy to use, the effect is outstanding.
And unlike other exotic treasures, there is a risk of mutating after absorbing too much magic sound.
This glass lamp will not be affected at all until it burns out. It can be extinguished when not in use, extending its service life.
Among all the rare noise-silencing treasures, this Nirvana Glaze Lamp is considered the most outstanding.
Unfortunately, it is said that the key component [Destruction Rope] requires special processing, the production cycle is long, and it is extremely precious.
Therefore, only Li Fan, Xue Mu and other formation masters will carry them with them.
The Qingxuan Army belongs to the Qingxuan Army and will only come out to deal with difficulties in times of crisis.
However, Li Fan lighting the glass lamp of Nirvana at this moment is not a waste of money.
Ever since the abyss's demonic sound suddenly erupted fifteen days ago, the Jiaxu stronghold here has lost contact with other strongholds and the Eternal Immortal Base.
Communication talismans, spell transmissions, and even the Tianxuan Mirror cannot connect to the outside world.
In fact, the list that Li Fan just looked at out of boredom was just the data that was fixed before the big wave broke out.
According to the Qingxuan veteran who guarded him, Yuanying monk Leng Yingyi, this tide was so powerful that it only happened once in a century.
According to Leng Yingyi's experience, the duration of the magic sound wave is almost directly proportional to its power.
The sudden eruption of the tide was unexpected by everyone.
The supplies in the stronghold, including the [Black Death Talisman] that maintains survival in the element-devouring white mist, are in short supply and need to be replenished in time.
Therefore, Leng Yingyi, who was responsible for his duties, led three of his subordinates, risking their lives, and returned to the Eternal Immortal Base to seek supplies during the empty period after the outbreak of the magic sound wave.
But I haven’t replied yet.
Although Li Fan was a little confused as to why he happened to encounter a once-in-a-century tide.
However, judging from the current situation, the stronghold is relatively safe, so there is no need to panic.
Under the dual influence of the tide and the white mist, not only the communication, but also the spiritual energy became disordered.
If the mind cannot be concentrated, if the exercise is performed forcefully, it will cause the spiritual energy to move irregularly in the body, and the energy and blood will be damaged.
Unable to practice, Li Fan, who had always been diligent, became idle.
He also tried to initiate a ritual to enter the Fallen Fairyland.
But in this white mist, the connection with the Fallen Fairyland is too weak.
He failed to enter successfully several times, but Li Fan was shaken and dizzy.
So I had to give up.
The only way to pass the time is to chat with the other monks in the stronghold.
However, as time passes, the supplies in the stronghold are getting less and less, and Leng Yingyi still has no sign of returning.
Everyone became a little heavy-hearted, and chatting gradually became less and less.
The black fire flickers on and off, beating constantly.
Li Fan's face also looked a little gloomy.
"Could it be that this world ends here?"
After staying for a long time, he couldn't help but occasionally have this idea pop up in his mind.
Take a deep breath and habitually run the Xuanhuang Heart Refining Mantra to suppress distracting thoughts.
There was nothing else to do, so after thinking about it, Li Fan simply devoted all his attention to practicing this heart-refining mantra.
Since he has achieved success in cultivation, the operation of the Xuanhuang Heart Refining Mantra has become as instinctive as his breathing.
But after all, there is a difference between cultivating wholeheartedly to comprehend and cultivating instinct slowly.
This moment was also the first time in a long time that Li Fan seriously practiced the Heart Refining Mantra again.
When he was still a mortal, the Pure Heart Curse was his hope to break the barrier between immortals and mortals.
That’s why he was able to forget about food and sleep and persist in practicing hard for several years.
But when the breakthrough reaches the Qi-refining stage, the Qingxin Mantra is transformed into the Heart-Refining Mantra.
Its role becomes vague.
It cannot improve your cultivation even a little bit, and its apparent effect is only to suppress and crush distracting thoughts in your heart.
This is almost useless in today's world of immortality where spiritual practice does not value the mind.
In addition, Li Fan is extremely tough-minded and rarely encounters inner demons.
Therefore, for Li Fan, the effect of the Heart Refining Mantra is minimal.
If it weren't for the intuition in my heart and the ranking of the exercises on the Huazhen panel, it illustrates the value of the Heart Refining Mantra from the side.
Maybe Li Fan had given up on it long ago.
After all, no matter how powerful the dragon-slaying technique is, if there are no dragons in the world, it will be useless and not worth wasting time.
However, at this moment, when Li Fan once again temporarily put aside everything and immersed himself in refining his mind, he gradually realized something.
"Refining the heart, refining the heart."
"I am already familiar with how to practice."
"But I have no clue what it will be like and what the ultimate goal is."
"Perhaps this is also the reason why my progress in practicing the Heart Refining Mantra has been inconsistent over the years."
"What are you practicing for?"
……
This question may be too profound.
Li Fan, who thought he had a good understanding, fell into a difficult problem for a while.
Time passes slowly in this process.
Working behind closed doors has limited effect.
Thirty-six days after the outbreak of the magic sound wave, Li Fan, who had been unable to think of an answer, simply stopped practicing temporarily.
Just walk slowly in the stronghold, listen, observe, feel, and think.
Compared with more than ten days ago, the Jiaxu stronghold has quietly undergone certain changes in a short period of time.
A closed environment, an unknown future, and a tide of magical sounds that come from time to time.
The dwindling supplies of survival.
While the monks in the stronghold were living like years, an inexplicable emotion began to slowly grow in everyone's hearts.
Although the end of the road has not yet been reached, Li Fan, who has an insight into people's hearts, noticed this immediately.
"Besides me, there are three Nascent Souls and six Golden Pills."
"I am the weakest, but if I pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, and reap the benefits, I should not have a problem surviving until the end."
This was the first thought that came to Li Fan's mind.