Liu Yuanfeng nodded, and said with a solemn face: "Senior Brother Ye, you have a point, the Valley Master of the Medicine King Valley must know the ruins of the Heavenly Remnant True Person, and he must also know the method of opening it, and he knows that there is nothing inside, and in recent times, there has been a group of unknown people attacking the various sects everywhere. ”

Suddenly, Liu Yuanfeng's face became even more solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Ye, is it possible that those unknown people were arranged by the Valley Master of the Medicine King Valley?"

Ye Fan's face also became very heavy, and he said, "It is very likely that who has been attacked by all the major sects?"

Liu Yuanfeng thought about it carefully and said: "The six major sects have all been attacked, among which the heaviest losses are the Fanyin Temple, the Five Poisons Sect and the Refining Weapon Sect, the Medicine King Valley, the Lingxiao Palace and the Hell Gate, although they have also been attacked, but the losses are very small. ”

"The hell gates, in particular, have almost no losses, and every time they are attacked, they can be detected at a critical moment and repelled unknown people. Liu Yuanfeng said in a deep voice.

Gathering the heads and elites of the various sects to the ruins of the Heavenly Remnant True Man may be a long-planned conspiracy.

At this time, Ye Fan thought of the city king of the Hell Gate, a person who was impenetrable, and killed the same gate for the sake of profit, and not long ago he went to the Sword Sect to invite Ye Fan to the ruins of the Heavenly Crippled True Man to participate in the opening ceremony of the ruins.

His thoughts were mixed, and Ye Fan couldn't think of a clue for the time being.

"Senior Brother Liu, you keep the Refining Weapon Sect well, Qingzhou City is really going to change the sky, we have to face a mysterious and powerful enemy, the Refining Weapon Sect has heavenly punishment, it can deter the enemy, and it is safe for the time being. Ye Fan said in a deep voice. "Without further ado, I'm leaving. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan stepped on the bloodthirsty sword, turned into a ray of light and soared straight into the sky, heading towards the barren mountain at the fastest speed.

During the flight, Ye Fan tried his best to keep himself calm, rationally analyzed the existing clues, and wanted to find some valuable clues.

Not long after flying, Ye Fan suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Fanyin Temple, among the six major sects, Fanyin Temple suffered the least loss, and after being cleaned up by Ye Fan, it became extremely low-key, and it was said that he was sorting out the civil strife.

After thinking about it, Ye Fan immediately turned to Fanyin Temple.

Spanning thousands of miles, Ye Fan saw Fanyin Temple in the clouds, quickly descended in height, and landed in front of the mountain gate of Fanyin Temple, empty.

The mountain gate is extremely important, there must be someone to guard it, and there is a formation to protect it, but Ye Fan didn't see anyone else, his divine sense swept it, and he didn't find the formation, Ye Fan's face became a little ugly, and he was puzzled, what's going on?

Ye Fan stepped into the mountain gate and carefully followed the mountain road uphill, from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, no one encountered it, nor did he see the mountain protection array, the mountain road was intact, and there was no trace of battle.

Ye Fan, who was full of doubts in his heart, quietly hidden, restrained his breath, and sped up to the peak, all kinds of buildings were still there, and the golden body of the Buddha statue was not damaged, but the atmosphere was very weird, quiet, very quiet, the huge peak, not even a figure.

Where have all the people gone?

Could it be that they all followed the head of Fanyin Temple to the mining area? Impossible, as long as there is no problem with the brain, they will arrange for someone to stay in the old nest.

Ye Fan walked through the wide square and walked straight into the main hall, which was deserted and empty, and there was no figure in sight.

Abnormal, extremely abnormal, Ye Fan walked out of the main hall and quickly went to other places.

Half an hour later, except for the relics stupa in the back mountain, I didn't see it, all the other places were turned around, nothing was found, it seemed that the collective movement of the Fanyin Temple had moved, the gate of the treasure house of the Fanyin Temple was destroyed, the treasure house was in a mess, there were traces of battle, but it was not obvious.

All the cultivation resources have been emptied.

Ye Fan took a deep breath and went to the relics pagoda in the back mountain.

When Ye Fan persecuted Fanyin Temple before, he specially studied Fanyin Temple, and the relics pagoda in the back mountain was a special place to store relics.

Ye Fan walked through the mountain peak and came to the back mountain, where he saw the towering eighteen-story relics pagoda, built of emery, blessed with runes, and protected by formations, ensuring that the relics pagoda would be immortal for thousands of years.

Ye Fan flew down at the entrance of the Relic Pagoda, stretched out his hand and clicked on the gate, the runes did not react, and there was no formation, Ye Fan exerted his strength slightly, the gate opened, and Ye Fan walked into the Relic Pagoda vigilantly.

"Who?"

A loud shout came from the tower, Ye Fan immediately blasted out a palm, subdued the other party, and grabbed it in his hand, it was a cultivator of the seventh layer of Yuanying, and his clothes did not have any markings, although he could not judge the identity, but it was certain that the other party was not from Fanyin Temple.

"Who are you? Why are you in the stupa? Ye Fan asked in a deep voice.

The cultivator said in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

Ye Fan waved his hand and gave the cultivator a big mouth, and then asked, "Answer me." ”

The cultivator looked at Ye Fan resentfully, and said in a deep voice: "You don't want to know who I am, and I have the ability to kill me." ”

Ye Fan frowned, the other party was bent on begging for death, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he grabbed the cultivator and walked forward, all the relics on the first layer were gone, and so was the second layer......

When Ye Fan reached the seventeenth floor, he didn't see a single relic, for thousands of years, except for some masters who didn't even find their bodies, the relics of the Yuan Infant masters who died after the longevity of Fanyin Temple in the past dynasties were basically in the relics pagoda, at least hundreds.

The relics contain the cultivation of the deceased, and if they are used well, they can assist in cultivation, stabilize the mind, prevent them from going mad, and increase their cultivation, which is stronger than many four-grade elixirs.

Ye Fan's face became more and more solemn, and when he reached the eighteenth floor, the top floor of the Relic Pagoda, before he entered the door, Ye Fan felt the blazing breath, the earth fire!

In addition to the earth fire, there are more than a dozen corpses, in addition to a relic, which is a spiritual weapon for Buddhist cultivators to burn corpses and condense relics.

Ye Fan quickly swept over the corpses with his divine sense, all of them were the corpses of the Yuan Infant Stage masters.

"Explain, explain. Ye Fan threw the cultivator to the ground. "You killed all these people, and you're going to refine them into relics?"

The cultivator said, "I suggest you be nosy, although I don't know who you are, but I can tell that you are not a Buddha cultivator, let alone a person from the Fanyin Temple. ”

"Even if you don't say it, I can guess that all the people left behind in Fanyin Temple were killed by you. Ye Fan said in a deep voice, moving his fingers slightly, the cultivator flew to the sky above the relict furnace, and then continued: "I'll give you one last chance." ”

The cultivator resolutely said, "Kill me." ”

"Since you want to die, I will fulfill you. Ye Fan threw the cultivator into the relict furnace with his backhand, and then quietly watched the cultivator burn to ashes.

For Ye Fan, there is no difference between knowing not to say anything and not knowing anything.

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