Chapter 277: Faceless Xuantian Temple

However, the spiritual power that left the body was like water encountering a dam, and was all blocked outside the stone statue.

As if it was an insulator of spiritual energy and divine consciousness, Li Fan's various conventional methods could not detect the stone statue.

"Interesting, I wonder what kind of material it is."

Li Fan summoned another water blade and controlled it to cut towards the stone statue at a high speed.

Not to mention ordinary stones, even fine steel would be split in half by this water blade.

But the water blade could not do anything to the incomplete stone statue.

The moment it touched it, the spiritual energy that maintained the power of the water blade spread out.

In addition to washing the stone statue, it did not cause any damage.

"What a treasure! It's a pity that there are too few of them and they can't be brought back to reality."

"Otherwise, it can be used to build an absolutely safe secret room."

Li Fan imagined the many wonderful uses of this unknown stone material, but he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Suddenly, Li Fan found a stone on the ground next to him.

Using it as a tool, he knocked another fragment from the stone statue.

Then he stabbed the fragment into his arm fiercely.

Blood immediately flowed out.

Li Fan frowned slightly.

When the spiritual energy circulated to the wound caused by the fragment, it could not circulate freely.

It needed to take a detour, which greatly reduced the efficiency.

The fragment was still blocked in the body. If it was not taken out, the injury could not be repaired by spiritual energy.

After a moment of contemplation, Li Fan reluctantly took out the fragment.

He played with it in his hand.

"Perhaps, I can defeat Senior Brother Zhang without the method of 'consuming'."

He thought to himself.

Just as Li Fan was studying this magical stone statue, the battle in the sky had reached a white-hot stage.

Song Hesong showed his true face and besieged Zhang Qianmo with Chu Liang and others.

The destructive power brought by the aftermath of the fight between the few people turned the Ningyuan City below into a devastated place.

Countless houses collapsed, and countless mortals died inexplicably.

As for the small temple, Li Fan blocked it, so no danger happened.

"Even if I wasn't there, with the old stone statue, these kids would be fine."

"No wonder they were still alive and well to organize rescue after the war."

Li Fan thought to himself.

The battle continued according to the predetermined script.

Song Hesong was at a disadvantage, and slapped Ningyuan City with both hands.

In an instant, countless mortals were killed and injured.

It turned into a blood-colored evil spirit that soared into the sky, forming the [All Living Beings Refining Spirit Formation], imprisoning Zhang Qianmo.

Song Hesong was unforgiving and slapped several palms in succession.

The Jindan cultivator took action, and each palm took the lives of tens of thousands of mortals.

One of the palms was slapped in the direction of the small temple.

Li Fan's eyes flickered, and he removed his protection and hid behind the remaining stone statue.

The palm force encountered the stone statue and did not play any role, and dissipated into nothingness.

Except for the place where the stone statue blocked, everything turned into ruins.

It seemed that a vacuum zone of spiritual power appeared, and Song Hesong did not notice it at all.

Li Fan stood up from behind the stone statue and cleaned up the surrounding ruins.

He continued to watch the battle in the sky.

After Zhang Qianmo broke and stood up, he entered the purple dan state and killed all around.

Li Fan thought about it, pushed the stone statue away, and entered the underground secret room.

The children in the secret room were nervous when they saw someone coming in.

After seeing that it was Li Fan, the "good man", they breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's better to come in and hide. It's too scary outside." Li Fan shook his head and sighed.

Lu Ya grinned, didn't say much, just asked Li Fan to sit over.

The underground secret room was not big, but it was enough for everyone to hide.

Some water and food were stored in it, and it was obviously often used as a shelter.

Li Fan took this opportunity to chat with the yellow-haired Lu Ya.

It was learned that this temple was originally called "Xuantian Temple".

This underground secret room was also discovered by them by chance, and it originally existed.

It is unknown who is enshrined, because it has been abandoned for many years.

As for where the half-disappeared stone statue went, Lu Ya was even less clear.

At this time, a little girl not far away interrupted and said: "I know, I know, it's at Mr. Bai's house! I saw it when Mr. Bai took me back to treat my illness last time."

"Half of the body is standing there, without a face, it's scary!"

Lu Ya was stunned: "Do you know where Mr. Bai's house is? Then why did you say you didn't know when I asked you last time?"

The little girl blushed and rolled her eyes at Lu Ya: "I have been there, but I was sick and confused, who can remember how to get there!"

"Mr. Bai..."

Listening to the conversation between the two children, Li Fan was thoughtful.

...

Above Ningyuan City, Zhang Qianmo, who had killed all the thieves, hurriedly searched for the traces of his junior brother who warned him.

However, his spiritual consciousness searched Ningyuan City several times, but he couldn't find it.

Thinking that his junior brother had met with an accident, Zhang Qianmo felt remorseful.

He searched several more times without giving up, hoping to at least find his junior brother's body.

Still no result.

Zhang Qianmo had to take the longevity fruit alone and left Ningyuan City in grief.

Not long after he fled far away, a petite figure poked his head out from the ruins of the small temple.

After observing carefully for a long time, he shouted boldly: "It's okay, come out!"

Immediately afterwards, Li Fan followed a group of little guys out of the underground secret room.

The children looked at Ningyuan City, which was in ruins and littered with corpses, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

But after all, he is an orphan living alone, and his mental endurance is extremely strong.

Li Fan actually didn't see fear or fear in their eyes.

I just felt a little confused for a moment and didn't know what to do.

"This Mr. Bai should be here soon."

At this time, there were no other practitioners in the city except him, and Li Fan had no worries.

Immediately, I used my spiritual consciousness to search for traces of [Mr. Bai] among the survivors.

According to the children's description, it is easy to find.

The image of a young, gentle and extremely good-looking frail scholar.

but……

Li Fan's expression changed slightly.

No matching object found.

Li Fan searched a few more times, but the result was still the same.

"Is it possible that what is extremely beautiful is a spontaneous beautification in the minds of children?"

Li Fan couldn't help but guess so.

I had no choice but to wait in the small temple for Mr. Bai to arrive.

However, what was beyond Li Fan's expectation was.

Until the duration of the Fallen Fairyland ended, he didn't even wait for this [Mr. Bai].

The surrounding scenery became blurry, when Li Fan was about to leave the Fallen Fairyland.

But he faintly heard the children shouting excitedly: "Xiao Bai! Xiao Bai is here!"

"Mr. Bai! Mr. Bai!"

Li Fan suddenly turned his head and looked around, but he could only vaguely see a vague figure.