Chapter 485 Li Fan Is a Divine Doctor

"With Fellow Daoist Baili here, these cultivators are doomed to make a wasted trip." Han Wuyou glanced around and smiled while transmitting his voice.

"That can't be said. In addition to the Yunshui Tulu, there must be other opportunities in the Yunshui Heavenly Palace." Sikong Yi was very calm, staring at the increasingly spectacular vision in the sky.

"No matter how great the opportunity is, it probably can't be compared with this Yunshui Tulu." Han Wuyou shook his head.

Sikong Yi was a little surprised: "What do you mean?"

"Haha, the world only cares about the 100,000 contribution points and is blinded by it. In fact, they ignore the real opportunity." Han Wuyou smiled slightly.

"What is the most important thing in cultivation? Background! Connections!" He repeated again.

"In my opinion, the real value of this Yunshui Tulu is that it can help you make friends with the senior who issued the task."

"Being able to offer a reward of 100,000 contribution points at will, this person must be at least a god-transforming cultivator. If you can establish a friendship with him, even if you just say a few words to him, it will be very different for ordinary cultivators." Han Wuyou explained softly.

"If you can ask for a stable contact method, it will completely change your fate."

Sikong Yi was thoughtful after hearing this.

After a while, he nodded slowly.

While the three of them were chatting, a blue light swept across the sea of ​​clouds, and the Yunshui Heavenly Palace was officially opened.

Sikong Yi, Baili Chen, and Han Wuyou, along with many cultivators, flew into it.

After some twists and turns, they passed the Qin Hall test without any danger.

But in the process of going deeper, the three of them attracted the attention of another team of cultivators for some reason.

They actually started fighting in a muddle.

The other side had more people and more power, and their overall cultivation was even better.

In the end, Han Wuyou died in the siege, and died with his eyes wide open.

Sikong Yi survived by chance thanks to the extremely strong life-saving ability of "The Art of Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun".

Sikong Yi's heart was chilled as he continued to move towards the location of Taiyi Palace in his memory.

"It's really unpredictable. A person like Han Daoyou should have a bright future. He died here in such an unclear way."

Thinking of his heroic appearance not long ago, Sikong Yi felt a little disappointed.

Although they had only known each other for a short time, Sikong Yi already regarded him as a confidant.

It's a pity that God is jealous of talents!

Sikong Yi subconsciously touched a storage ring in his hand.

It was when he saw Han Wuyou's body and head separated, he quickly took it from his body.

Han Wuyou was indeed very rich, and it was filled with various formations and magic tools.

There are also about 10,000 contribution points of spiritual stones, and most importantly, dozens of communication talismans.

"Connections, background..."

Sikong Yi kept repeating in his heart, and the sadness in his eyes gradually disappeared.

"Fellow Daoist Han, you can go with peace of mind. I will live well for you!"

With the life of fellow Daoist Han as a sacrifice, the next action was indeed much smoother.

After passing the test of the insect Taoist, Sikong Yi endured the severe pain of thousands of swords piercing his body and came to the square in front of Taiyi Temple.

At this time, there was silence all around, and only he existed.

Sikong Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart, controlled the clone, and started to operate the "Dinghai Divine Sword".

"The 165th generation disciple of Yunshui Tiangong, Baili Chen, asks to see Taiyi Patriarch!"

He shouted loudly.

The ground trembled, and finally he successfully deceived the Yunshui Tulu from the unconscious turtle snake monster.

After requesting to teleport out of Yunshui Tiangong, Sikong Yi pretended to be normal and went straight to Wanxian Island.

After a safe journey, he successfully returned to the Tianxuan Mirror.

The clone Baili Chen chose to hand it in to complete the task.

"It is impossible to distinguish the authenticity of the "Yunshui Tulu", please wait."

The response of the Tianxuan Mirror made Sikong Yi jump in his heart.

"Even the Tianxuan Mirror can't distinguish it? What else is this Yunshui Tulu used for besides miniature landscapes?" Sikong Yi didn't have time to think, and the next prompt of the Tianxuan Mirror made him feel even more shocked.

"The task publisher... requests to visit your space, do you accept?"

"Here! Here!" Sikong Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his heart suddenly beat violently.

The blood in his body was churning, and Han Wuyou's words before his death could not help but reappear in his mind.

"The real opportunity, connections!"

For a while, many thoughts flashed in his mind.

After taking a deep breath and calming down, Sikong Yi said in a deep voice: "Accept."

A moment later, an old man with gray hair and a kind face appeared in front of him.

Sikong Yi bowed stiffly, then trembled as he handed over the colorful model with both hands.

The old man took the Yunshui Tulu, observed it carefully, and was filled with emotion.

His cloudy eyes kept turning, as if he was recalling something.

"What is the current situation in Yunshui Tiangong?" he asked.

Sikong Yi swallowed his saliva and answered stutteringly.

The old man didn't care about Sikong Yi's nervousness.

He just listened to Sikong Yi's description and nodded slightly from time to time.

After Sikong Yi finished his story, the space of Tianxuan Mirror fell into a long silence again.

Looking at the kind old man standing still in front of him, he seemed to be immersed in the past.

Han Wuyou's words reappeared in his mind.

"In today's world of immortal cultivation, it's useless to just be brave and ruthless. You need background and connections!"

His heart beat faster and faster, and finally, he couldn't hold it back.

He bravely asked, "Senior, is there anything else I can do for you?"

The doctor looked up and glanced at Sikong Yi.

Sikong Yi suddenly felt that his heart was suddenly grasped and stopped beating.

The whole body seemed to solidify, and the brain stopped thinking.

After an unknown period of time, he heard the other party chuckle: "Well, I just need you to do something."

"You can go to Yunshui Tiangong for me and put this thing there."

As he said, the old man took out a small white jade statue and handed it to Sikong Yi.

Sikong Yi was ecstatic when he heard this.

But he didn't dare to show it on his face, and took the statue carefully.

Looking carefully, there seemed to be nothing special about this white jade statue, but it looked exactly like the old man in front of him.

"I will definitely live up to your trust!" Sikong Yi put away the statue and said in a deep voice.

"As for the reward..." The old man stared at Sikong Yi for a while, and said slowly: "Then it's still 100,000 contribution points!"

As he said that, Sikong Yi received a notification that 200,000 contribution points had been received in the Tianxuan Mirror.

Sikong Yi's mind was blank.

It was not until the old man's figure disappeared in the Tianxuan Mirror for a long time that he resumed thinking.

"Just running errands, and it's another 100,000 contribution points!"

"This senior is probably far more than the level of transformation!"

"Opportunity, real opportunity!"

"If I rely on myself alone, who knows how long it will take to accumulate 100,000 contribution points! Now, with a word from a big shot, it's easy to get."

"Friend Han is sincere!"

In his excited mood, Sikong Yi seemed to see his bright future, and couldn't help but let out a long roar.

After calming down, he didn't dare to neglect the instructions of the white-haired old man, and went straight to Yunshui Tiangong again.

The statue in the storage ring emitted a burst of white light and flew straight into the sky.

Dissolved and disappeared.

Sikong Yi, who had completed his mission, breathed a sigh of relief, and seeing that there was no one around, he quietly left.

Not long after, a hidden figure quietly appeared outside the Yunshui Palace.

It was Li Fan.

"Heavenly Doctor..."

"Humph!"

He looked at Sikong Yi's receding back and sneered in his heart.