The oil lamps in the underground cave seem to be inextinguishable, and they exude a faint fragrance during the burning process.

Although the thirty-six Buddha objects with different postures were on both sides of the platform leading to the lotus pond, Ji Fan always felt that the expressions of these thousand-faced Buddha objects seemed to move, which made him feel like he was being watched.

Over the years, Ji Fan has become wary of antiquities.

Why are there so many antiquities in the Spirit Ruins Realm, which makes Ji Fan have all kinds of suspicions.

"Little one, there's something wrong with this smell, you hold your breath. While reminding the little hedgehog, Ji Fan took out two things from the Qianjun ring.

The jade box opened, revealing the knuckle-sized oval beads inside, which Ji Fan guessed as relics, with Bodhi Buddha patterns on the surface and deep power inside.

The Buddha's sword is unsheathed, and the thirty-six rounds of Buddha's light become dazzling, and the power of the Buddha's sword is far less than the feeling of the oval beads that brings people peace and far-reaching.

Although the Buddha sword and the oval beads were both obtained by Ji Fan in Xingyue Valley, he could feel that the two things were not of the same origin, one had a peaceful and generous breath, and the other had the meaning of anger and punishment.

"Buzz~~~"

I don't know if it was affected by the strange environment of the underground cave, but the oval-shaped beads soon released a thick layer of golden light.

Sensing that the power of the Buddha's sword was incompatible with the golden light Buddha's power, Ji Fan quickly included it in the Qianjun Ring.

"Close your eyes. ”

Ji Fan held the glossy oval beads in one hand and the chubby little hedgehog in the other.

Walking along the road platform towards the lotus pond, Ji Fan raised his vigilance, ready to release the small metal gourd at any time.

"The north of Cangluan Prefecture alone contains so many antiquities, what does this mean?" As Ji Fan knew more things, the bad premonition in his heart gradually increased.

"Woo~~~"

Just when Ji Fan arrived at the middle of the road, the lotus pond in front of him disappeared illusory in front of his eyes.

The thirty-six Buddha objects seemed to conjure up layers of demonic light and shadow, trapping Ji Fan in it.

Each devil light and shadow had an expression, and Ji Fan felt that he heard the different laughter of these devil lights and shadows.

With the emitting of the heavy golden Buddha light, Ji Fan did not hesitate, and directly released the small metal gourd from the jade tooth and placed it on the ground.

"Jingle bell~~~"

The wooden cork of the annual rings of the small metal gourd was opened, and the crisp sound of the chain made Ji Fan clear.

Ji Fan didn't care about the small metal gourd, and went all the way forward.

"Takashi ~~~"

Thirty-six chain hammers gushed out from the metal gourd, with the power of eternal tenacity, through the layers of demonic light and shadow, and rolled up on the thirty-six Buddha objects.

The giant force entangled and tore out the cracks of the road, causing the vibration of the underground karst cave, and Ji Fan, who was wrapped in the golden light of the Buddha nature, did not look back, and walked through the road platform in the process of the cracking of the Buddha statue on the stone wall of the cave.

"In the future, there may not be many opportunities like this. ”

Pieces of boulders fell from the cave, the ground shook as if it was about to collapse, Ji Fan had a pair of spiritual eyes, and while seeing through the lotus pond, he said to the little hedgehog in his arms.

"Puff~~~"

The little hedgehog seemed to know that time was running out, so he hurriedly kicked his legs into the lotus pond and devoured the water containing the charm of light.

"What's going on with this bad premonition?"

Ji Fan's heart was very chaotic, and he always felt that something bad was about to happen.

Until now, Ji Fan still remembered that he cultivated the Heavenly Dry Zen and returned to the thunder tribulation he had experienced congenitally, and now he was stirring up his state of mind, as if he was about to encounter a calamity.

"Generally speaking, cultivation will only be robbed when it reaches a critical level, and I am only in the middle stage of Xuan Xuan now, and it is still very early before I get to the end of the pill. Ji Fan thought of the time when the little hedgehog transformed, he was split by three heavenly thunderbolts, and he almost didn't survive.

"Wow~~~"

When the spiritual liquid in the lotus pond descended to the next section, seeing a small channel hole in the pool, flowing spiritual liquid into the lotus pond again, Ji Fan's face was not only happy, but a lot more solemn.

In the lotus pond, the thirty-six thousand-petal lotuses that were just at the end withered, and Ji Fan didn't know if this was a sign or if it was affected by the little hedgehog going down to swallow the spiritual fluid.

The spiritual fluid gushing out of the hole in the waterway was not abnormal, and the little hedgehog swallowed it almost immediately, and suddenly stopped, as if he had also noticed something.

"Squeak!"

The figure of the big thorn ball was forcibly reduced, and the little hedgehog came out of the lotus pond, and actually signaled to Ji Fan to put it into the Imperial Beast Stone.

After the rumbling power fluctuations and sounds, the thirty-six thousand-faced Buddha objects were blown apart, and the chain hammer rolled a Buddha face that came from nowhere, and entered the small metal gourd, which seemed to have the meaning of hiding.

After putting the little hedgehog into the Imperial Beast Stone, looking at the small metal gourd that floated over on its own, Ji Fan's expression was much calmer.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Ji Fan's inquiry was obviously about the chain hammer in the small metal gourd.

"The time of the burial of the ancient era is approaching!"

Although Ji Fan didn't have much hope, he saw the ancient inscriptions revealed on the surface of the metal gourd.

"Bury Gu?"

Ji Fan vaguely realized that this might be a big crisis for him.

Facing the vibration of the cave and the falling boulder, Ji Fan opened his mouth to emit jade light and pulled the small metal gourd into it.

Releasing another beast stone from the Qianjun ring, Ji Fan took out the Jiaoqiu and personally took it into the lotus pond.

While Ji Fan absorbed the spiritual charm of the lotus pond, his right hand released the ancient spiritual breath and continued to make offerings to Jiaoqiu.

The Jiaoqiu entangled by ninety-nine small Jiao is no longer crystal clear at this time, and the horns of each small Jiao are not only hardening, but also giving birth to Jiao scales, which are extremely bright.

"When the chain ball indicates the burial of the ancient era, I am afraid that it is not a calamity for a lone cultivator, but a great calamity similar to a natural calamity, this kind of calamity must be extremely terrifying!" Ji Fan thought secretly in his heart.

A battle between the righteous and the demons in Cangluan Prefecture has not yet ended, and if there is another catastrophe, Ji Fan feels that it will be more and more difficult in the future.

"Scatter!"

The cave was quiet, and Ji Fan took advantage of the fact that the spiritual liquid could still flow out of the waterway hole, and used his consciousness to communicate with the little Jiao, causing the Jiao Ball to spread out from his right hand.

One by one, the little Jiao fell into the lotus pond and swam happily, constantly devouring the spiritual liquid in the lotus pond, but Ji Fan's mood was a little heavy.

"You can't go to the Snow Ridge Plateau!"

Ji Fan considered, if there was really a catastrophe, how to avoid the catastrophe and save his life, and with the three of Jinglun, he would be killed at a critical moment.

"These ancient artifacts and antiquities are also very strange, when they were on the battlefield, the Demon God Battle Axe actually shattered, in my opinion, that axe is obviously very heavy and tough, why did it break, or rather, it has actually reached the stage of destruction, strong on the outside, and what is left is just a sense?" Ji Fan vaguely seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't be sure.

Ji Fan had heard from his master that most of the ancient treasures were beyond the existence of immortal treasures, but as far as he knew personally, most of the ancient treasures and ancient artifacts did not seem to reach the level of true immortals and ancients in terms of power or tenacity.

"Wrapped!"

Just as the ninety-nine little Jiao had absorbed the spiritual liquid of the lotus pond, Ji Fan stretched out his hand and summoned.

"Zi~~~"

A group of small Jiao Jiao were on Ji Fan's body, and they were tired of being around for a while, before they swam around his right palm and converged into a Jiao ball.

When the spiritual liquid in the lotus pond was replenished somewhat, Ji Fan took out a bottle, formed a watermark with one hand, and quickly drew the spiritual liquid in the lotus pond into the small bottle.

Thirty-six thousand-petal lotuses withered, and thousands of crystal lotus seeds fell, although the little hedgehog and ninety-nine small Jiao ate some, but there were more than six hundred left, Ji Fan thought it was a good thing, so he put it in a storage bag.

Looking at the cracked Buddha statues on the stone walls of the cave, although Ji Fan guessed that those oil lamps might be good things, he didn't do everything he could, and he felt that the aroma of the oil lamps was very strange.

The waterway hole of the lotus pond is still flowing with spiritual liquid, but it is much weaker than before, which also proves that Ji Fan thinks that the spiritual liquid of the lotus pond is not inexhaustible.

Ji Fan, who had sorted out his things, walked past the cracked platform, looked at the portal of the cave, and the thief hole hit by the little hedgehog, his body was slightly twisted, and he jumped into the thief cave.

The spiritual power fluctuations of the Thousand Buddha Valley of the Phantom Dust Mountain Range stopped, and the drizzle was still falling, coming out of the small hole that had been eroded out of the right foot of the stone Buddha on the mountain wall, Ji Fan noticed that there was no movement around, so he took advantage of the night to enter the mountain forest.

"Burial Ancient, Burial Spirit, maybe it's time to go back, that can be regarded as the place where my cultivation path began, if you can't stand it, let me be ancient in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range!" Ji Fan remembered that he once met a little black snake in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range and got a metal gourd.

As for the vibration of the Buddha Sword on the sea of fog and clouds, Ji Fan didn't pay attention to it, he already had a feeling that something was very wrong.

"Whew~~~"

Releasing the flying boat, Ji Fan jumped up and flew towards the north of the Ten Thousand Mountains Domain.

Ji Fan wanted to leave the Domain of Ten Thousand Mountains and return to the Funeral Spirit Mountain Range, which was not far from the Northern Sacrifice City.

Ji Fan had only heard of it before, and some strong people were very concerned about calamity, but he didn't have a deep understanding of it.

"Why did Taiyi Sect enter the Phantom Dust Sect? Ji Fan thought about it in his heart, whether the suffering of the Phantom Dust Sect would be related to the calamity.

Although the Phantom Dust Sect, as one of the Ten Demon Dao, also participated in the Great War of the Right Demons at the beginning, after all, they were all sisters-in-law's Qingxiu Sect.

"Qing Xiu, Buddha Dao?"

Ji Fan felt that in the Heaven and Earth Tribulation, like the sister-in-law monk of the Phantom Dust Sect, it was estimated that he was still relatively not easy to be robbed.

But Ji Fan was different, he was cultivating the ancient way, and when he thought of the blood on his hands, he couldn't help but be even more worried.

"If there is really a catastrophe, you can only do your best, and it's time to communicate with the chain hammer, inside and outside the domain of ten thousand mountains, there are so many ancient treasures, this is by no means a short time can be formed, the chain hammer as an ancient treasure, I am afraid it is also among them, in ancient times, this spirit ruin world is likely to have an extremely tragic war. Ji Fan pinched an imperial treasure in his hand, causing the flying boat to speed up and draw a treasure light in the night sky.

At night, the Realm of Ten Thousand Mountains was quiet, and although there was the occasional roar of beasts, there was no disturbance.

Ji Fan did not fly around the imperial treasure, but left according to the relatively safe path when he came to the Phantom Dust Mountain Range, so as not to encounter dangers that were difficult to deal with.