Chapter 353: Lost on the Jiaxu Ship
In the Jiaxu stronghold, Li Fan looked at the list of gold medals projected in the Tianxuan mirror.
"This Guo Yezhong is also a wonderful person. If there is no special reason, it is because he openly shows off and takes advantage of the public eye. This is simply a naked slap in the face of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance."
Recalling the Guo Yezhong I saw during the training camp, he looked completely ordinary.
"If this person still has zero points at the end of the competition, I will respect him as a man."
Suddenly, there was a faint whisper of resentment in his ears again. After more than a year of hard work, Li Fan had already become accustomed to this.
Without changing his expression, he lit up a glass lamp in the room, the strange black flame lit up, and the strange noise from the abyss disappeared in an instant.
"This [Nirvana Glazed Lamp] is so easy to use." Li Fan couldn't help but praise as he enjoyed the rare silence again.
The Nirvana Glazed Lamp is a new type of silenced rare treasure sent by the Yanwu Hall two months ago.
From the Western Piaomiao State.
After lighting the Nirvana Cord in the lamp, black flames will bloom, turning all surrounding sounds into nothingness.
Easy to use and outstanding results.
And unlike other exotic treasures, there is a risk of mutating after absorbing too much magic sound.
This glass lamp will not be affected at all until it burns out. It can also be extinguished when not in use, extending its service life.
Among all the noise-silencing treasures, this Nirvana Glaze Lamp is considered the most outstanding.
Unfortunately, it is said that the key component [Annihilation Lead Rope] requires a special process, the production cycle is long, and it is extremely precious.
Therefore, only formation masters such as Li Fan and Xue Mu will carry them with them.
The Qingxuan Army belongs to the Qingxuan Army and will only come out to deal with difficulties in times of crisis.
However, Li Fan lit the glass lamp of Nirvana at this moment, but it was not a waste of money on his part.
Ever since the abyss's demonic sound suddenly erupted fifteen days ago, the Jiaxu stronghold here has lost contact with other strongholds and the Eternal Immortal Base.
Communication talismans, spell transmissions, and even the Tianxuan Mirror cannot connect to the outside world.
In fact, the list Li Fan looked at just now out of boredom was just the data fixed before the big wave broke out.
According to Leng Yingyi, a Qingxuan veteran and Nascent Soul cultivator who guarded him, this tide was so powerful that it only happened once in a century.
According to Leng Yingyi's experience, the duration of the magic sound wave is almost directly proportional to its power.
The sudden eruption of the tide was unexpected by everyone.
The supplies in the stronghold, including the [Black Death Talisman] that maintains survival in the element-devouring white mist, are running low and need to be replenished in time.
Therefore, Leng Yingyi, who was responsible for his duties, led three of his subordinates, risking their lives, and returned to the Eternal Immortal Base to seek supplies during the empty period after the outbreak of the magic sound wave.
However, he has not returned yet.
Although Li Fan was a little confused as to why he had encountered a once-in-a-century tide.
However, judging from the current situation, the stronghold is still safe, so there is no need to panic.
Under the dual influence of the tide and the white mist, not only the communication, but also the spiritual energy became disordered.
If the mind cannot be concentrated, if the exercise is performed forcefully, it will also cause the spiritual energy to move irregularly in the body, and the energy and blood will be damaged.
Unable to practice, Li Fan, who had always been diligent, became idle.
He also tried to initiate a ritual to enter the Fallen Fairy Realm.
But in this white mist, the connection with the Fallen Fairyland is too weak.
He failed to enter successfully several times, but Li Fan was shaken and dizzy.
So I had to give up.
The only way to pass the time was to chat with the other monks in the stronghold.
However, as time passed, the supplies in the stronghold were getting less and less, and Leng Yingyi still showed no sign of returning.
Everyone became a little heavy-hearted, and the small talk gradually became less and less.
The black fire flickers on and off, constantly beating.
Li Fan's expression also turned a little gloomy.
"Could it be that this life ends here?"
After staying for a long time, he couldn't help but have this idea pop up in his mind occasionally.
Take a deep breath, and habitually run the Xuanhuang Heart Refining Mantra to suppress distracting thoughts.
There was nothing else to do, so after thinking about it, Li Fan simply devoted all his attention to practicing this heart-refining mantra.
Ever since he became successful in cultivation, the operation of the Xuanhuang Heart Refining Curse has become as instinctive as his breathing.
But after all, there is a difference between cultivating wholeheartedly to comprehend and cultivating instinct slowly.
This was also the first time in a long time that Li Fan seriously practiced the Heart Refining Mantra again.
When he was still a mortal, the Pure Heart Curse was his hope to break the barrier between immortality and mortals.
Therefore, he was able to forget food and sleep and persist in practicing hard for several years.
But when the breakthrough reaches the Qi-refining stage, the Qingxin Mantra is transformed into the Heart-Refining Mantra.
Its function becomes more modular.
It cannot improve your cultivation even a little bit, and its apparent effect is only to suppress and crush distracting thoughts in your heart.
This is almost useless in today's world of immortality where cultivation does not value the character of one's mind.
In addition, Li Fan is extremely tough-minded and rarely encounters inner demons.
Therefore, for Li Fan, the effect of the Heart Refining Mantra is minimal.
If it weren't for the intuition in my heart and the ranking of the exercises on the Huazhen panel, it would illustrate the value of the Heart Refining Mantra from the side.
Maybe Li Fan had given up on it long ago.
After all, no matter how powerful the dragon-slaying technique is, if there are no dragons in the world, it will be useless and not worth wasting time.
"Refining the heart, refining the heart."
"I already know how to practice."
"But what it will be like and what its ultimate goal is, I have no idea."
"Perhaps this is also the reason why my progress in practicing the Heart Refining Curse has been inconsistent over the years."
"What are you practicing for?"
…
This question may be too profound.
Li Fan, who thought he had a good understanding, fell into a difficult problem for a while.
Time passes slowly in this process.
Working behind closed doors can only do so much.
Thirty-six days after the outbreak of the magic sound wave, Li Fan, who had been unable to think of an answer, simply stopped practicing temporarily.
Just walk slowly in the stronghold, listen, observe, feel and think.
Compared with more than ten days ago, the Jiaxu stronghold has quietly undergone certain changes in a short period of time.
A closed environment, an unknown future, and waves of demonic sounds that come from time to time.
The supplies for survival are becoming increasingly depleted.
While the monks in the stronghold were living like years, an inexplicable emotion began to slowly grow in everyone's hearts.
Although the situation has not yet reached the point of exhaustion, Li Fan, who has an insight into people's hearts, noticed this immediately.
"Besides me, there are three Nascent Souls and six Golden Pills."
"I am the weakest, but if I pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, and reap the benefits of the fishermen, it shouldn't be a problem to survive until the end."
This was the first thought that came to Li Fan's mind.