These words, in the way of spiritual impact, were forcibly engraved in Gu Fan's mind, and the words were so clear, as if with supreme majesty, making Gu Fan feel an extremely eternal atmosphere.

Between the lines, there is an incomparably sad meaning, especially the word "shackles", which actually has a sense of heaviness, which makes people's breathing thicker and thicker.

"What does that mean?"

Just when Gu Fan was puzzled, a huge torrent poured down in his mind, and Qiankun Ding shone again, spinning in the void, and then staged a shocking scene in Gu Fan's mind.

In ancient times, martial arts were just in the early stage of development, and at that time there were no sects like today, and a very small number of people invisibly groped out the cultivation and tried to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth, which was the beginning of martial arts.

Undoubtedly, what Qiankun Ding reflects is the memory of the ancient times engraved inside, and countless ancient pictures flashed in Gu Fan's mind, and that era showed a deep eternal atmosphere.

One day in ancient times, coinciding with the rapid increase in cultivators, the first sect came into being, and its name was Immortal Medicine Gate.

In the magnificent sect, worship in all directions, it can be said that the courtyard is like a city, how magnificent, there is an old man with long silver hair sitting in the main hall, and the body exudes a terrible momentum of the superior, attracting everyone below to bow and worship.

Gu Fan's pupils contracted, and he shouted in surprise: "This is when the Immortal Medicine Sect was just established, and that old man was the first master of the sect!"

As the thirty-third sect master, Gu Fan naturally knew who the ancestor was, and there were already turbulent waves in his heart, what kind of means was this, he could actually engrave the memory of the ancient times into the Qiankun Ding, and it has survived to this day, in Gu Fan's cognition, even if he is a peak powerhouse of the Yang Spirit Realm like the master, he can't do it!

He couldn't think about it much, the picture in his mind was like a movie, showing scene by scene, from the beginning of the establishment of the Immortal Medicine Sect to the thirty-first generation, that is, two hundred years ago, there was no omission, Gu Fan seemed to be immersive, witnessing the majesty of the thirty-one masters.

These pictures have undergone a gradual change of times, even if the scenes are different, but the core essence of their reflection is the same, summed up in two words, that is, prosperity.

Judging from the historical data, Gu Fan knew that the Immortal Medicine Sect was very prosperous in the past, but now that he received the information from Qiankun Dingli, he realized that he still underestimated everything, what an ordinary prosperity, it is simply the most terrible sect in the world, and it is the most popular existence.

However, Gu Fan is the thirty-third master, and it stands to reason that the previous thirty-two eras should all be embodied, but the last era that Gu Fan saw was the reign of the thirty-first master, that is, there was a vacancy in the content of the thirty-second generation in the middle.

"Thirty-second generation, isn't it the master?" Gu Fan was surprised.

Qiankun Ding is the inheritance of the previous masters, from those memories can be seen, it is each master of the door when he is in power, his own memory, with the supreme magic engraved in it, this is the formation of each era without a single omission of the situation, otherwise the people of the ancient era have already been ancient, it is impossible for such a thing to happen.

Then in the last era of the recent past, there was an unprovoked vacancy, so it is thought-provoking.

"Maybe when the master took the position, this Qiankun Ding was gone. Gu Fan gave himself a more reasonable explanation.

But this thought had just been generated, and Gu Fan's mind suddenly had a huge tremor again, as if the sky was shaking and the sky was about to collapse, and then some memory pictures slowly emerged like squeezing toothpaste.

It was an empty room, a man was sitting on a futon, Qiankun Ding was suspended in front of him, and his hand was constantly sealed, which was a magical means that Gu Fan couldn't understand, but it was conceivable that he should want to continue the inheritance of the past and engrave the memory of this generation into Qiankun Ding.

But Gu Fan couldn't see the man's face clearly at all, the memory was incomplete, the man's face was like being mosaic, obscured by a thick fog, his facial features couldn't be distinguished, and he didn't know what age he was.

At the same time as the man played his supernatural powers, Gu Fan saw the situation when he was on the throne, but these scenes only lasted for five seconds before they came to an abrupt end, and a sound of opening the door came out of thin air.

An even more blurry figure appeared, this person didn't only have a face, he couldn't even see his figure clearly, and he didn't know what he said, Gu Fan heard it in five places, but after a while, he saw the man suddenly stand up and roar sharply: "It turned out to be you!!"

The memory of this paragraph, which ended here, disappeared directly into invisibility after the man's roar, and then the picture turned, making Gu Fan's eyes split.

Kill, endless killing!

In the past, the Immortal Doctor Sect, which was strong and glorious, ushered in a terrible crisis for some reason, and tens of thousands of people from the top and bottom of the sect were fighting to the death against the enemy, swords and swords, and rivers of blood.

One after another, the bodies fell one after another, and the blood on the ground seemed to completely stain the entire earth, in the midst of all kinds of shouts and killings, Gu Fan faintly saw the clothes of many people, their faces Gu Fan did not recognize, but the clothes they were wearing were burned to ashes and could not be forgotten.

It was the Snow Eagle Gate, the Yangyan Palace and other seven ancient sects!

Before perceiving this memory, Gu Fan had long known that the fall of the Immortal Medicine Sect was caused by the collective siege of these seven major sects, and he simply thought that it was just that.

But now it seems that the core of the whole thing seems to have a lot to do with the man he saw in the room.

The sentence "It's you!" made Gu Fan deeply impressed, so can it be understood that the outbreak of this war was dominated by those who couldn't see any information clearly?

Gu Fan's heart was completely messed, he had never known that there were so many hidden secrets in this matter, and it was covered with layers of extremely mysterious veils, which made people scratch their hearts.

There is only boundless chaos killing left in the picture, and the last scene is the scene of the corpses of the Immortal Doctor's Gate all over the field, and there are no follow-up memory fragments after that, presumably even these are carved into the man before he died.

There was no doubt that that man was none other than the thirty-first sect master of the Immortal Medicine Sect, Xue Huanian.

"How much of a secret is hidden in this, is it really that those seven sects are greedy and purely deprived of luck?" Gu Fan frowned and muttered.

If he hadn't felt the majesty of the Immortal Doctor Sect before, Gu Fan wouldn't have these questions, from the memory fragments he perceived, the strength of the Immortal Doctor Sect was definitely an existence that was difficult for the seven sects to compete with, even if they were greedy, how could they easily attack the Immortal Doctor Sect?

As for the picture of the thirty-second master of the master, Gu Fan was convinced in his heart that since the thirty-first generation, the Immortal Medicine Gate has been destroyed, and the master has shouldered the responsibility of revitalization from the beginning, and Qiankun Ding is not in his hands, so he naturally cannot engrave his memory.

Of course, there is another possibility, the peak powerhouse of the Yang Spirit Realm does not seem to have such magical powers, even if the master has the Qiankun Ding, he will not be able to do this for the time being, so there is a question that Gu Fan has always had, which can be regarded as completely solved: the peak of the Yang Spirit Realm is by no means the end.

The path of cultivation is long, Gu Fan didn't think about those ethereal things for the time being, but he has been immersed in the picture he just saw, he is almost sure that the person Xue Huanian is facing is the core point of the destruction of the Immortal Medicine Sect.

"It turns out that the biggest culprit is not the ...... of the seven sects" Gu Fan's heart couldn't help but feel a little heavier.

Before dawn, the bondage of shackles is a precursor to breaking the cocoon.

Vientiane changes, Taoism is natural, and only my immortal doctor will exist forever.

Now for these two paragraphs, Gu Fan has a deeper understanding, which contains Xue Huanian's bottomless despair, and in the despair, he shows great expectations and confidence, which belongs to the most complex ambivalence in the world.

As if he had experienced the unprecedented catastrophe himself, Gu Fan suddenly felt mentally tired, his eyelids slowly closed, and he gradually fell asleep.

By the time he woke up, three hours later, dusk had fallen.

The moment he opened his eyes, Gu Fan's spiritual perception instinctively floated into the Qiankun Ding, and found that the four walls in the Ding were engraved with tiny words, and at the top, the three big characters were the most conspicuous: Sansheng Jing.