Zhao Er shuddered and subconsciously wanted to resist.

But after thinking about the unfathomable strength of the opponent, he still gave in.

Feeling the icy gaze moving on his body, Zhao Er grimaced and said, "Okay, senior!"

Then he pinched a trick.

The rock pillars rose up from the bottom of the sea, and Zhao Er was downcast: "Senior, please!"

Saying that, he walked in along the stairs in the center of the rock pillar.

Li Fan's consciousness glanced around.

After studying jade slips for more than a year, now he is no longer ignorant of battle tactics.

There are only a few simple water-repelling and dust-cleaning circles in this rock pillar, and there is no trace of an attacking circle.

However, Li Fan did not lower his vigilance, he still activated a body protection talisman, and then walked in behind him.

Obviously, Li Fan thought too much.

This rock column can be said to be very simple.

Most of them are storage rooms for storing collected items.

Zhao Er led Li Fan to a relatively spacious room.

There was a large table in the middle, which seemed to be a miniature model of Cong Yunhai.

"Senior, sit down."

Zhao Er murmured and said with difficulty.

Li Fan sat down leisurely, looked at Zhao Er, who had an earthy face, and said, "Am I asking one by one, or do you honestly explain it yourself?"

Zhao Er opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he just showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Senior, I don't know what to say?"

Li Fan snorted coldly, and the insect-binding magical power was activated again.

Zhao Er was immediately restrained again.

Controlling the blue flame phantom, a cold air visible to the naked eye spread from the ground, like an ice-blue poisonous snake, slowly crawling onto Zhao Er.

In an instant, Zhao Er's lower limbs were frozen by blue ice crystals.

"I don't know, with your cultivation, can you recover after your body is shattered into ice slag." Li Fan said curiously.

There was a trace of fear in Zhao Er's eyes, but soon, he was forcibly suppressed by him.

There was no sign of begging for mercy at all, which meant that he would rather die than give in.

Li Fan also saw that this Zhao Er did not seem to be pretending.

"Interesting." Li Fan smiled, grabbed Zhao Er, and went to the storage room next door together.

Zhao Er's eyes suddenly became frightened.

"Oh, the things here seem to be really good. You must have spent a lot of time collecting them." Li Fan stroked the old-looking objects lightly.

"boom!"

But while touching a porcelain bowl, he threw it on the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm so sorry. If I didn't pay attention, I broke it." Li Fan said regretfully.

"boom!"

Another broken piece of porcelain.

Zhao Er's eyes were filled with anger, and he stared at Li Fan.

It seems that he will be slashed with a thousand swords.

However, with the fragile antiquities in the room, one after another was destroyed.

Zhao Er's eyes gradually changed from fierce to heartache, from heartache to panic.

From panic to begging for mercy.

Li Fan didn't mean to stop at all.

He took him to walk around the room inside the rock pillar, and in front of Zhao Er's face, he destroyed his collection for several years in an instant.

Looking at the debris all over the ground, Zhao Er's eyes were full of despair.

As soon as his body loosened, he regained control over his body. Zhao Er rushed forward and burst into tears.

The crying was so loud, and the heartbroken appearance was really unbearable to watch.

Zhao Er cried and cried, but suddenly found that the fragments in his hand were gone.

She was still being controlled, in her original room.

It turns out that everything that just happened was just an illusion!

The mood was extremely reversed, with great joy and great sorrow, Zhao Er almost didn't lift it up in one breath.

The restraint of his body disappeared, and Zhao Er fell to the ground.

He only felt weak all over, but he struggled to run to the storage room next door, and saw that those beloved collections were still intact.

She couldn't help crying with joy, but it was even worse.

In Zhao Er's eyes, the hallucination just now was 10,000 times more terrifying than the worst nightmare.

He doesn't want to experience it again!

"Do you want to know what to explain now?" A nightmarish voice sounded in his ears, and Zhao Er was trembling all over. He just felt that the other party's tricks to manipulate people's hearts were too terrifying!

"Say, I'll say it!" He shivered and said repeatedly.

For fear that Li Fan would really destroy all his collections.

The two returned one after the other, Li Fan sat, and Zhao Er stood obediently.

Zhao Er opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

After a long time, Zhao Er said timidly: "Junior Zhao Erbao, a local monk in Cong Yunhai. This year is sixty-eight years old..."

Li Fan's face darkened, and he interrupted him quickly: "Who wants you to explain this? I'm asking you, what's the use of the things you collected."

"Where is the place you mentioned?"

"Why don't you use storage or transport, but have to use the flying boat to move it up and down by yourself?"

Every time he said a word, Zhao Erbao's body trembled.

After Li Fan finished asking, Zhao Erbao grimaced and said, "Senior is really powerful, I can't hide anything from you~www.mtlnovel.com~ He paused, as if he was organizing language.

After a while, Fang said hesitantly, "The reason why this junior spends his whole life to collect these ancient relics is because I discovered a secret when I was just a mortal."

"Secret?" Li Fan looked at Zhao Erbao with great interest, waiting for his next words.

Zhao Erbao nodded: "The younger generation's family has been in the antique business for all generations. I have been fascinated by these ancient artifacts since I was a child.

"Perhaps because of my talent, I can always easily distinguish which are genuine antiquities and which are imitations."

"So, the family gradually let me take over all the identification work. I can also come into contact with a large number of antiquities every day."

"That's why I faintly discovered this secret hidden in the dust of history."

"Cong Yunhai, it seems that a lost civilization once existed."

Zhao Erbao's expression became serious, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was remembering something.

"The style of the antiquities to which this civilization belongs is extremely special, and it is clearly different from those of Cong Yunhai's other eras."

"The antiquities stored in the base of this junior belong to this civilization."

Li Fan nodded slowly: "What's so special about this civilization? Although I think these things are a few years old, they seem to be just ordinary things. It shouldn't be of any use to you, a qi cultivator."

"These things themselves are really of little value. What is really precious is the things that are attached to them." Zhao Erbao said.

"Senior, do you know that there are ruins of buildings everywhere on the seabed of Congyun?"

Zhao Erbao changed his words, but asked suddenly.