"What? The Jiaxu base has been exhausted, and the life and death are on the front line, and reinforcements are urgently needed?"
"How could this be so? Didn't Leng Yingyi just get a batch of supplies back?!"
"You actually let a mage take risks in person, you are such a bunch of bastards!"
"There is a new mysterious domain blocking the way on the way? No wonder..."
"It's also good luck that you can escape from such a mysterious domain."
"Oh, it's a pity. The speed is a little slower and there is not much lifespan left."
...
Amid the constant amazement of the monk named Hao Hui, Li Fan roughly told him about his experiences along the way.
Except for the hidden details in the Rushi Miscellaneous Domain that may be related to Tianyi, the rest are not added to the slightest amount of fuel and truthfulness.
After learning what Li Fan did, he looked at the white-haired monk in front of him, with a very calm expression.
A trace of respect flashed in Hao Hui's eyes.
Such a high-righteous monk is extremely rare even in the entire Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance.
He looked solemn and said softly: "Fellow Taoist, rest with confidence. I will send someone to the Jiaxu base immediately, and it will definitely live up to the fellow Taoist's desire to seek help from the desperate attempt."
Li Fan coughed lightly and nodded slightly.
Everything you should do has been done, and it is obvious that this physical condition can't stand the tossing anymore.
If you want to act normally, you need to take good care of yourself.
Hao Hui retreated and brought the door with him.
At the same time, Li Fan felt that the shadow in the corner of the room also disappeared.
"There is still 57 years left in this life. Although I can take some treasures for prolonging my life, my current situation is somewhat similar to the Immortal Lord Jicheng. They are almost at the end of their lives, and the effect of prolonging my life may not be as good as I imagined."
"Even if I haven't been able to live long, I may not be able to achieve my planned goals."
...
Just as Li Fan closed his eyes and pondered.
At the forefront of the Broken Palm Immortal City, there is a place facing the secret place that is dominating the abyss.
Countless magic sounds gushed out from the abyss of nothingness not far away. After passing through a gap, they were instilled into this space without any slightest obstacle.
It seemed as if the deepest unspeakable voices of Purgatory kept echoing and raging here.
The powerful and pure magic sound even seemed to affect the spatial structure.
One twisted and terrifying face after another is constantly forming here.
But before these inexplicable faces, there was a person sitting upright.
He couldn't see his appearance clearly, but his figure was strange like a undulating river, flashing constantly.
The demon voice that ordinary monks talked about was as if they could not play any role in him.
The twisted faces formed by the oscillation of the magic sound were directly captured after approaching him and merged into his body.
His figure swayed and his face disappeared.
But he was always very calm.
Suddenly, he waved his hand.
A bluestone door rose, blocking the gap in the space here.
The magic sound suddenly became smaller.
The light suddenly dimmed, and all the remaining magic sound faces disappeared in an instant.
His body swayed even more violently.
"Shaojun."
A black shadow appeared beside him and turned into a monk in black robe.
Tell him what he had just seen.
After a moment.
"This matter is serious?" Shang Shaojun's tone was a little suspicious.
"According to the observation of his subordinates, Li Fan did not lie. Moreover, his life span was indeed almost swallowed up by the white mist of the devouring Yuan."
"I'm afraid if it was a little slower that day, it would be a big deal to live."
"I have confirmed with Ji Hongdao before I came. There is no problem with Li Fan's identity."
"There are indeed traces of the emergence of the Xinsheng Mysterious Domain on the path to the Jiaxu stronghold."
"But now it has returned to the depths of the white fog, it should be just an occasional event."
The monk in black robe replied.
When Shang Shaojun heard this, he became silent for a moment.
"Such touching deeds, the more people you know, the better."
"Especially nowadays, people's hearts are fluctuating, and they need to have a sharp contrast and make them feel ashamed of themselves."
"You can do this."
After a moment, Shang Shaojun slowly spoke.
The monk in black robe nodded.
Just as he was about to leave, he looked at Shang Shaojun again, and wanted to speak but stopped.
"Um?"
The black-robed monk paused and asked, "Yan Huan was hung in the center of the fairy lane for continuous whipping, and it has been eleven days."
"When can I let him down?"
"I guess if this continues, that kid will not be able to hold on."
"Although it's an acting, the [Demonic Sound Whip] is definitely true."
The monk in black robe said carefully, for fear of angering the person in front of him.
Shang Shaojun did not blame him: "Originally, he was asked to deliberately release rumors to rectify the atmosphere in the Xianluo."
"Now that with such a good publicity target, his role is dispensable."
"Let him go tomorrow."
"Send him a [Soul-Replenishing Pill] to give him a good rest."
The monk in black robe showed joy and said, "Thank you, Shaojun."
Then he quietly disappeared into this secret room.
The conversation just now seemed to be just a trivial episode for Shang Shaojun.
As the bluestone door fell again, the raging demon sounds poured in again.
His body became shaking and swaying again.
...
With the help of Shang Shaojun, in just half a day, Li Fan's desperate attempt to help spread throughout the Eternal Immortal Fortress.
There are those who do not believe in it, and there are also those who are deeply moved.
And as He Chen and other monks trapped in Jiaxu were taken back and investigated.
The authenticity of the incident has also been confirmed.
Although there are still a few monks who stubbornly believe that all this is a self-directed and self-acted drama.
But most of them choose to believe it.
While everyone sighed and admired Li Fan Gaoyi, they couldn't help but feel sorry for him that he had only a few decades of life left.
Li Fan himself finally ushered in a rare quiet time after welcoming waves of people who came to visit him.
"After some care, I have been barely adapting to the aging body now."
"Although you can change into a young appearance, it is obviously not as eye-catching as you are now."
The first time he practiced the Taoist heart perfectly, and the growth of the soul made Li Fan realize the taste.
So Li Fan prepared to start the second reverse training plan.
"Tianxuan Soul Lock Competition, my original intention is to just pass it on as you please and act like a person."
"But now, I want to do the opposite."
"Put all my limited remaining life into the construction of the formation."
"For the popularization of Tianxuan Lock Spirit, I will completely burn every power of my power."
"Don't stop until death."
When Li Fanguang thought about this, he felt goosebumps all over his body.
Pressing down the discomfort in his heart, Li Fan changed into a determined face.
Chapter completed!