After leaving Yin Island, Su Changyu looked excited and it took him a long time to calm down.
"I didn't expect that this time I would have such an adventure."
Although he is still a long way from foundation building now, what is different from the past is that he is now full of motivation to practice, and he wishes to refine his qi as soon as possible and build the foundation as soon as possible.
"After I build the foundation], my cultivation speed should be able to catch up with Xiao Heng, little sister and the others." Su Changyu thought to himself.
I didn't delay any longer. I identified the lower position and flew straight towards the deserted island.
In the Tianxuan Mirror.
Li Fan recalled the scenes he had just seen through Su Changyu, and his brows frowned slightly.
"I didn't expect that Su Changyu also inexplicably ran to Mr. Yin and came into contact with the relevant secrets of [Building the Foundation with Me]. It seems that the guidance in the world that I realized before was indeed true."
Li Fan is still looking forward to whether Su Changyu can succeed in this world [building the foundation with me].
However, Li Fan is more concerned about Master Yin’s situation now.
In the 12th generation, when Li Fan first met Master Yin in 13 years, his hair was still black and white.
Now he has been anchored for 25 years, but in just twelve years, he has already covered in white hair.
This speedy aging is almost impossible for the foundation-building monk to happen.
This shows that Master Yin has suffered a great mental loss over the years.
What Li Fan even more cares about was that the experimental subjects on Yin Yin Island, as well as many collections that Master Yin originally regarded as treasures, were all destroyed.
But Master Yin didn't care at all.
Or...
Those things should have been destroyed by him himself.
I think of the sudden fire lights on the island and the increasingly madman Yin's expression.
"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 Yin Yin Island.
When he arrived at his destination, the square building had indeed turned into ruins.
Burning thoroughly.
Li Fan searched for it and found nothing valuable.
Standing quietly above the ruins, Li Fan frowned.
"Why?"
"This Master Yin must have been studying the secrets of the immortal miasma over the years."
"What did he discover that he would have the idea of ​​committing suicide?"
You should know that the monk's desire to survive is thousands of times stronger than that of ordinary people.
I have rarely heard of suicides in monks.
"Is it really suicide, or is it forced?"
Master Yin's speech that was a bit crazy at the beginning came to his eyes: "Aren't you curious? Why can the plague on mere mortals infect cultivators? If you can figure out the source of this kind of mutant, you may be able to solve the miasma of the immortals from the source! At that time, I will be a great existence that the entire world of cultivating immortals will remember!"
Li Fan's expression became a little solemn: "I used to think he was just a foundation-building monk and it was impossible to find anything. So I kept ignoring him."
"I didn't expect that he really gained something."
"Perhaps, I can focus on 'care' him in the next life."
Li Fan thought to himself.
After looking at the ruins of Yin Island again, Li Fan was about to leave, but suddenly he was slightly stunned.
The sea breeze blew, and a crystal white light suddenly appeared in the charred ground.
Li Fan flew closer and took out the luminous object.
Somewhat familiar.
A berry rib.
It seems that it was the ribs of the first monk who infected the miasma of the immortals and mortals that Yin Shang attached the most importance to in his lifetime.
Master Yin turned into ashes in this raging flame, and the ribs were kept intact.
It is said that this is a good thing that many people compete for, and it is indeed a bit tricky.
Li Fan stuffed it into the storage ring.
Return to Wanxian Island and ask Tianxuan Mirror to identify it.
But he only got the result of "the remains of monks, worth 1 contribution".
"It seems that this is only valuable in a specific group of people." Li Fan shook his head and put away the ribs again.
It sensed the situation of the geniuses.
"Xiao Heng still came to Yunshui Tiangong. But he didn't go in for a long time, but stood outside, looking up at the huge building hanging in the blue sky. I don't know what he was experiencing."
"Su Xiaomei and the other three seem to be not far from the ruins of Chaoyuan Sect."
...
"It's time for a good harvest again."
At this time, two catastrophe bodies in Li Fan's dantian had completely taken shape.
In the third game, the phantom of the body of the catastrophe is gradually emerging.
"These cultivation levels that are accommodated can be transformed without damage after I break through to the Golden Pill realm. If the disaster body accumulates enough, maybe once I enter the Golden Pill, I will break through again."
Li Fan couldn't help but show an old farmer-like expression of joy.
"It's He Zhenghao..."
"Why haven't my cultivation level been reported during this period?"
The distance is too far, and there is no killing intention to sense the other person's picture.
Li Fan thought about it, sent him a message and asked about his recent situation.
But he received an automatic reply: "The garrison is closed for training, and he cannot reply, so forgive me."
"So Fellow Daoist He has entered the garrison?"
After calculating the time, it has been almost three years since He Zhenghao took office.
"Jingxuan is indeed reliable in doing things, and his contribution is not in vain."
"After the Tianyuzhou formation training is over, Cong Yunhai should be gone. Then go to Tianyunzhou directly to meet with fellow Daoist He."
...
Just when Li Fan was secretly calculating about the future.
Su Xiaomei and her group of three had already arrived at the Qianli Swamp and the ruins of Chaoyuan Sect.
Finally arrived at the destination, Su Xiaomei looked at the spectacular building complex not far away with excitement, 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 explore the mystery? Why are the road so deserted? Where are the people?"
Shuofeng also frowned: "It's a bit strange. But you don't have to think so much, just look forward and know the truth."
When you come to the entrance to the Chaoyuan Sect ruins, it is not as lively as the rumored ones.
Some monks were rushing forward, dared not enter, and were reluctant to leave.
After a brief inquiry, they realized why the ruins that were bustling and bustling not long ago have now become like this.
It turned out that just seven days ago, something terrifying happened to the Chaoyuan Sect ruins that the monks had always thought were not dangerous.
A Jindan monk who came to seek opportunities first disappeared for no reason.
When they appeared again, everyone discovered that he had become the same existence as the phantoms that appeared from time to time in the ruins.
You can even hear and see the scene where he is running around in despair in the Yuan Sect, trying to find a way to change back to his original appearance.
But this Jindan monk seemed to have gone to another world, and no matter what, he could not intersect with the characters in reality.
Chapter completed!