The fisherman and Han Yi stood looking at each other.
A violent energy suddenly descended.
The fisherman's face was calm, and his figure was like a mountain, unmoving.
Even the coir raincoat on his body seemed to have been deposited for thousands of years. In this storm, it always stayed close to the fisherman's body and was not affected by the outside world at all.
As for Han Yi, a monstrous black evil energy seemed to surge from the inside out.
Under the shroud of this inexplicable energy, the expression on Han Yi's face remained still at the moment he was stared at by the fisherman.
It looks indescribably eerie.
The pupils disappeared, and cracks appeared on his face like broken porcelain.
The entire body even flickered from time to time and disappeared into the billowing black air.
In the blink of an eye, it quietly reappeared.
The change only happens in a short moment.
After one glance, the fisherman put the fish basket originally placed on the ground on his back and strode away in the direction of Cong Yunhai.
As for Han Yi...
The constantly churning black energy suddenly retracted into the old fisherman's body after he left.
But he did not return to normal.
He just stood there quietly and made no other moves.
Like a stone statue that has been here from beginning to end.
His empty eyes stared blankly ahead.
I don't know how long it took, but an ordinary white bird flew over the stone statue of Han Yi in the sky.
Something strange happened.
Without any warning, the originally healed wounds on the white bird's wings suddenly disintegrated again.
As a result, it suddenly lost its balance, spun several times in the air, and continued to fall.
He was unable to recover until he reached the ground.
He fell directly to death in front of the stone statue of Han Yi.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
In a nearby small town, a group of mortals passed by here chatting and laughing.
As if he couldn't see the statue of Han Yi, he turned a blind eye to him standing in the middle of the road.
He didn't even try to avoid it and just hit him.
What's even more mysterious is that the statue of Han Yi seems to be illusory.
No collision occurs.
Mortals walked right through.
He still looked calm and could not notice anything unusual.
But not long after they moved forward, one of the mortals suddenly covered his chest and turned pale.
Amid everyone's exclamations, he fell to the ground slumped.
Not long after, he died.
These mortals originally planned to go to the mountains not far away to pick some herbs.
Now that such changes have occurred, naturally there is no thought of collecting medicine anymore.
Amidst sobbing, they carried the deceased who had unfortunately suffered a heart attack back.
Another period of time passed.
A monk wearing a blue robe passed over the statue of Han Yi with excitement on his face.
"This time, after a lot of hard work, I finally found the last ingredient. Together with the cauldron of pill furnace that I purchased earlier..."
"This time [Xuanbing Baodan] is almost certain to succeed!"
He murmured in a low voice, his eyes full of expectation.
One day later, an inconspicuous vision of the fallen monk appeared in the sky above Luo Yanzhou.
The general idea is that a certain monk made a mistake during the alchemy process, causing the furnace to explode.
The elixir was not refined, but he lost his life.
In this day and age, although it is extremely rare for someone to die due to the explosion of an alchemy furnace, it is not impossible.
The person who died was just an inconspicuous Jindan monk, and everyone just sighed a few times.
It didn't cause any more trouble.
There are just some changes that happened quietly in Luoyan Prefecture.
It is not known to outsiders for the time being.
…
The perspective returns to the old fisherman.
Although he did not fly in the wind, he only walked on the ground with his feet on the ground.
But the speed is extremely fast.
As soon as you step out, the next step is already thousands of miles away.
His figure flashed continuously, moving towards the sea of clouds.
When he arrived in Yuandaozhou, he was only one step away from his destination.
Suddenly, a blue figure stopped in front of him.
"Fellow Taoist, please go back later..."
The fisherman frowned and looked at the other person.
Wearing a blue robe, his hair is gray and his face is wrinkled.
He is very old and seems to be approaching his end.
"Have I seen you before?" the fisherman asked, feeling a little unsure.
The blue-robed monk coughed a few times and said in an old voice: "Fellow Taoist is really getting more and more forgetful."
"When we last met, you could still think of me. Now, can't you even remember who I am?"
"Let me think about it, that was only two hundred years ago."
The fisherman lowered his head and was silent for a moment, seeming to be thinking about the meaning of the old man in blue robe.
Soon after, he shook his head: "I really can't remember."
"But that's okay……"
"You're going to die anyway."
The old fisherman said something to himself.
The old man in blue robe was suddenly stunned.
"Yeah, I'm about to die..." The old man's tone was a little sad.
"Are you still going to stop me?" the fisherman asked.
"You have to do what you have to do." Lan Yu answered without any hesitation.
When the fisherman heard this, he didn't talk nonsense.
Stretch out your right hand and grab it forward.
A series of crisscrossing black lines suddenly appeared around the blue-robed old man, like a giant net, surrounding him from all directions.
The old man in blue robe let out a muffled groan and suddenly disappeared.
Only one blue feather was left, emitting bursts of light in the shrinking fishing net.
The next moment, the fishing net shrank and disappeared, returning to the hands of the fisherman.
Just looking at the blue feather in his hand, the fisherman raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.
Immediately, he shook his head slightly without any further entanglement.
He put Lan Yu in the fish basket behind him and continued towards Cong Yunhai.
Shortly after the fisherman left.
A vague figure reappeared in the scene.
"After I die, I won't care about the flood."
"snort!"
He took a deep look at the fisherman's back and disappeared.
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Qingyun Prefecture is two states away from Luoyan Prefecture.
The moment his prying perspective disappeared, Li Fan already knew something was wrong.
The reaction was also very quick, and he immediately took out from the cave a [Statue of the Revealed Heavenly Lord] that had been given by the Five Elders Association earlier.
It's not the one with five faces and ten hands who can get in touch with the [Wu Shu Yuan].
It is a statue with lowered eyebrows and a look of compassion, representing Ashoka.
The statue has only one function, and that is to protect the sea of consciousness from collapsing after it receives a fatal blow.
The effect is also extremely significant.
As if someone had hit him hard on the head, Li Fan suddenly felt a roar in his mind.
Thousands of double images appeared in the scene in front of me, and they were still shaking.
Suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, Li Fan subconsciously protected his head with his hands.
Even [Huan Zhen]'s body protection charging progress has dropped by 5%.
Fortunately, he only suffered minor injuries and his life was not in danger after all.
In the heavenly realm within the body, the power of the five elements flows.