Chapter 891: The Old Story Comes to Light
An ordinary wooden sword, inserted straight into the ground.
It was no different from what Li Fan had seen in the Tianjian Sect in the Meteorite Fairyland.
It was as if the passage of time had lost its effect on it.
It had remained the same for a thousand years.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Fan even had an illusion that what he had seen in the Meteorite Fairyland was this wooden sword.
"I don't know how that kid Shuo Feng took this wooden sword away."
Li Fan now saw some clues.
There were tens of millions of broken swords here, with the [Sword] as the core, forming a formation.
If you want to forcibly take this wonder of the sky away, you will not only have to face the resistance of the [Sword].
You will also be attacked by all the swords here.
Even if Li Fan can barely do it with his current cultivation, it will definitely cause a lot of noise and attract the attention of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.
"It is the right way to make it willing to follow you."
"What a pity..."
Li Fan tried to convey his wishes, but the wooden sword ignored him completely.
Fortunately, Li Fan didn't really want to take it away.
After taking out a enlightenment pill and taking it, Li Fan sat on the ground and felt the sword rhythm on the wooden sword.
At this time, Li Fan's position was closest to the wooden sword among all the broken swords in the sword tomb.
Ignoring the hidden hostility from these swords, Li Fan just seriously comprehended.
With the help of the enlightenment pill, plus Li Fan's original comprehension was still good, and he had comprehended it for a period of time in the meteorite fairyland before.
In an instant, many pictures kept appearing in his mind.
"Huh?"
"It seems that this wooden sword itself has also undergone some changes after thousands of years."
"Compared to what I saw in the meteorite fairyland, it is more..."
Li Fan thought for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.
To say it is perfect, the [sword] that Mr. Bai condensed casually was transformed by the sword art of the Xuanhuang Realm, perfect.
To say it is stronger, the two are just different in nature. The wooden sword a thousand years ago may not be weaker than the current one.
"It should be said that with the change of the Heavenly Dao in Xuanhuang Realm, this Heavenly Wonder is also changing accordingly."
"Generally speaking, the sword in front of us can exert greater combat power in the current Xuanhuang Realm."
Li Fan seemed to have realized something.
Just as Li Fan was trying to comprehend the true meaning of Xuanhuang Sword Dao in the Sword Tomb and trying to replicate Mr. Bai's feat of creating Heavenly Wonder with his bare hands.
Congyun Sea, Haixuan Island.
A cultivator named Yan Longjiang quietly found his clone Ji Shaoli.
Seeing the other party's hesitation, Ji Shaoli smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yan, just speak frankly. You are also a veteran of our Congyunhai Mutual Aid. Now our Mutual Aid Association can have the current scale, and it is inseparable from your hard work and promotion."
Yan Longjiang then lowered his voice nervously and said, "When the six of us joined the Mutual Aid Association as the first batch, Fellow Daoist Ji promised to provide each of us with the cave heavens needed to advance to the Nascent Soul..."
"I wonder if it still counts now..."
Yan Longjiang swallowed his saliva and said with a face full of trepidation.
It's no wonder that he is so polite. After all, the current mutual aid is different from the past. In just a few years, it has developed intricately. Many members have already gone to the inland of the Immortal Alliance to serve, and their future is limitless.
And Ji Shaoli himself is even more mysterious, and the Lianhe Dao monks are all respectful in front of him.
If he doesn't agree, Yan Longjiang will definitely not dare to show any dissatisfaction.
Yan Longjiang didn't expect that Ji Shaoli was easier to talk to than he imagined.
"Haha, what are you talking about, Fellow Daoist Yan? I, Ji, always keep my word. It's just a cave heaven. How can I be reluctant to give it to someone who has made contributions in the meeting?" Ji Shaoli patted Yan Longjiang on the shoulder to reassure him.
Then he asked, "Fellow Daoist Yan, what kind of method are you practicing? What type of cave heaven do you want?"
In fact, Ji Shaoli had already figured out the other party's situation, but he still asked.
Yan Longjiang was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly replied, "I am practicing the "Seven Evils Wind Controlling True Art", as for the cave heaven..."
"I dare not ask for it, as long as it is a little wider."
Yan Longjiang whispered.
Ji Shaoli nodded slightly, and after a moment, a suitable target appeared in his mind.
Without saying much, Ji Shaoli took Yan Longjiang and quietly went to the destination.
In Juchaozhou, Ji Shaoli was his guardian.
In just seven days, Yan Longjiang successfully swallowed this [Fierce Wind Cave Heaven].
Suppressing the aura that had not yet subsided, Yan Longjiang respectfully bowed to Ji Shaoli.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Taoist."
"I can't repay this favor, I will die for mutual assistance in the future!"
Ji Shaoli waved his hand: "There are too many people here, let's go back first."
Not long after the two left.
A middle-aged monk in a green robe slowly wandered to the vicinity of Liefeng Cave Heaven.
After checking around and making sure that there was no one around.
He pinched his hands and wanted to enter the cave.
Unexpectedly, there was no response at all.
The middle-aged monk's face changed drastically, and he repeated the pinch again in disbelief.
The result was the same.
Now he was completely panicked.
He took out a talisman and announced it.
Not long after, another burly black-clothed monk came here.
The black-clothed monk hid his appearance, and the aura he exuded was already in the realm of transformation.
After checking, his face was extremely ugly.
"This Fierce Wind Cave has been stolen!"
The middle-aged monk in green was full of disbelief: "What? The cave is gone?"
He stared blankly at the front: "Who is so bold!"
The black monk's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Haha, it has always been our Xiang family who took other people's things. Now, we are bullied to the point of being bullied!"
"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! I want to see who is so arrogant!"
The Xiang family responded very quickly.
In just half a cup of tea, five or six monks came to the crime scene.
After a spell, two blurry figures were seen.
"Unfortunately, the other party is not a good person either. They used secret methods to cover it up, and can only restore it to this."
Among the several people who investigated, the white-haired man who was the leader said with some regret.
"Can you track the trajectory?"
"It hasn't been long, it should be possible." The white-haired man nodded.
As he said that, he took out a golden square compass and threw it into the air.
Then two shallow silver trajectories appeared in front of everyone.
"Look at this direction, it leads to Juchao Tiancheng."
"Humph, is it still someone from the Wanxian League?" The black-clothed cultivator of the Xiang family sneered.
"I'm afraid it's a cultivator from other states, not from our local Juchao. I just don't know how the information of Liefeng Cave Heaven here was leaked." The white-haired man said with some doubt.
"Speaking of which, has Brother Xiang heard of something?"
"Hmm?"
"Not long ago, the immortal and mortal miasma broke out inexplicably. After it subsided, the Immortal League sent people to investigate underground in Qiling Province. It was found that there were traces of the activities of the Soul of Heaven and Earth there. But it suddenly disappeared." The white-haired man transmitted the message.
"What do you mean?" The black-clothed cultivator narrowed his eyes.
"The disappeared Soul of Heaven and Earth was originally repairing the underground hole in Qiling Province. It was because of his disappearance that the immortal and mortal miasma broke out."