Jiao Xiuyuan became thousands of puppets, and he supported the huge commercial organization [Qianlitang], which is everywhere in the Wanxian League.
Among the ruins, there may be his shadow on the rarely-popular wilderness.
It can even stir up the wind and rain of the Xuanhuang Realm with its own strength.
It has a bit of a sensational taste.
But this person seems to have a little bad luck.
He said that he never did a loss-making business, but judging from Li Fan’s experience of contact with him, Jiao Xiuyuan often seemed to lose money in business.
Whether he first met him, he had hoarded a large number of hidden shape symbols, but due to the Five Elements Great Cave Heaven, the price of hidden shape symbols plummeted.
Later, he worked hard to dig out some small medicine king cauldrons. As long as he waited for the return of the medicine king cauldron, he would definitely make a fortune.
But he seemed to have no life in nature and sold all these little medicine king cauldrons early on at a low price.
"Maybe I have never lost money, but it seems that I missed the opportunity to make a fortune."
"Even if I were with me in my previous life, I ended up too slowly because of his greed, and the huge wealth I got instantly disappeared."
"Only in this life, he really makes a lot of profits. I don't know if any changes will happen to him."
While thinking, Li Fan carefully observed the items Jiao Xiuyuan placed on the shelves to see if he could find items such as the Little Medicine King Ding and pick up a small gap.
There are many things on the shelves, including all kinds of talismans, array diagrams, and elixirs.
Li Fan focused on those items that looked a little old.
Most of them are ruined and full of traces of history.
The scrolls, various decorations, unknown magic weapons that have no spiritual energy left at all.
Li Fan swept it over one by one.
Suddenly, I stopped on an ancient painting.
His expression became a little solemn, and Li Fan took off the scroll and slowly unfolded it.
It’s not that the painting itself has something special, but that the content on the painting attracted Li Fan’s attention.
The painting depicts a magnificent mountain gate.
The world is vast and the sky is vast, and dozens of monks stand in the clouds, pointing to the distance.
In the sea of ​​clouds, the towering buildings on the top of the mountain appear faintly.
The phoenix, the dragon, and all kinds of strange beasts shuttled through the mountains.
On the square at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of young disciples who were still young, stood.
They looked up at the monks in the sky, their faces full of excitement and envy.
It is really a prosperous sect!
but……
Li Fan had seen this sect before, and it was very different from the prosperous scene in the painting.
Corpse are everywhere and blood flows into a river.
The mountain gate is broken and ruins are everywhere.
It was the scene he saw at the bottom of the abyss when the thick fog in the ruins dissipated.
The four words "The Immortal Way Dead" engraved on the cliffs deeply shocked Li Fan at that time.
Now Li Fan already knew that this must be the scene of the tragedy after the great disaster that the Fa cannot be practiced by fellow practitioners, and the sect disciples killed each other.
"Which sect is this? Why did I see this in the first place?"
You should know that the scenery everyone sees from the bottom of the Ruins is different.
Li Fan could see this dilapidated sect just because of some coincidence.
But Li Fan even believes that there may be some guidance.
After carefully putting the scroll away, I walked around and found nothing valuable.
Li Fan came to Jiao Xiuyuan.
"Fellow Daoist Jiao? Fellow Daoist Jiao!"
Li Fan shouted a few symbolically, and seeing that he still had no reaction, he reached out to grope on him.
It’s not that he has any special hobbies, but that he is trying to take advantage of this rare opportunity to study Jiao Xiuyuan’s thousands of puppet paths.
Although "Qixuan Zhenling Transformation" is already a shocking magical skill, there are still some small shortcomings.
It was born from "The Legend of the Sky and Change the Sun", and it could only have one clone at the same time, which is a pity.
If you can integrate the thousands of puppet paths, go further...
"Thousands of incarnations are hard to distinguish between true and false."
While Li Fan was imagining in his mind, his hands were also unambiguous.
"It's almost exactly the same as a real person. Even if you use your spiritual sense to penetrate the sensing, it's difficult to find the difference."
"The core of control seems to be in the brain, a blue color similar to the light of the stone."
"I have seen the scene after the death of a puppet, with a yellow color like a rotten wood. Could it be that these puppet incarnations of Jiao Xiuyuan are all made of some kind of wood?"
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Li Fan kept looking at the puppet in front of him, combined with what he had learned, carefully understood, and felt that he had gained something.
Just when he was secretly happy, he suddenly noticed that Jiao Xiuyuan's eyelids were trembling slightly.
My heart thumped, and Li Fan was away instantly.
After a while, he realized that Jiao Xiuyuan's originally dull eyes became more agile again.
"Fellow Daoist Jiao, are you awake?" Li Fan asked with great concern.
"Hmm? Fellow Taoist Li Fan? Why are you here?" Jiao Xiuyuan looked at Li Fan with some suspicion.
Li Fan originally wanted to tell the whole story after he was investigated, but unfortunately he had signed a confidentiality agreement and could not speak.
He had to settle for the second best and told Jiao Xiuyuan that he came here to hide for a while because he was avoiding the crowd.
"I realized that shortly after Lu Xichan came, he lost contact with this puppet. At that time, I knew that something really happened, and it was true."
"Disclosure agreement..."
Jiao Xiuyuan looked at Li Fan and guessed the reason why he avoided talking about it.
"No wonder Tianquan, Tianyuzhou, seems a little uneasy..." Jiao Xiuyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to think deeply, but he accidentally glanced at his shop, and his face changed drastically.
A flashed to the shelf, he checked again, and said in a lost voice: "Why does it seem like there are fewer paintings?"
"This is what I worked hard to get out of a pile of garbage!"
Li Fan was just about to say that he would draw it here.
But he was surprised to find that the puppet in front of him was blown up with a "bang".
Fortunately, it was not the flesh and blood flying, but the wood chips everywhere.
"Fellow Daoist Jiao!" Li Fan was also stunned by the incident for a moment.
"I'm fine!" In an instant, another puppet crawled out from under the counter.
He looked unlucky and took out a broom and cleaned up the scene.
"What happened just now?" Li Fan couldn't help but ask curiously.
"I did a loss-making business, so it was difficult to maintain it." Jiao Xiuyuan didn't explain too much, but just shook his head and sighed.
"It's so strange. How come the good painting disappears? Who is so brave to steal it on my head?" After cleaning, Jiao Xiuyuan touched his chin and said angrily.
Chapter completed!