The elixir is still the elixir of the twelfth grade or above, just a random plant, can save many terminally ill patients on the earth; what love and what kind of disease is not that there is no cure, but that some spiritual flowers and spiritual grass are needed, in today's earth, it is difficult to find this kind of thing, and this kind of thing is what they need. 2.

Therefore, Lin Xiafan decided to collect these things, he didn't need them, but some patients on the earth needed them, a fairy flower, and using scientific technology to extract the essence inside, he could make many needles and potions, which could save many patients.

Especially now, the 10,000-year-old pineapple that Ling'er sent back from the forest has a very concentrated spiritual power, which not only allows the planning manager below to use it to mix tobacco production, but also acquires some tea companies, mixed in tea, which can make smokers, tea drinkers, and bodies become great.

"The boss told to stop, everyone should take a rest!" said the little fat man.

Under the command of Lin Xiafan, one by one they conveyed to their nearby peers, and they immediately flew up to the sinkhole wall and landed on the rocks protruding together, like a giant bird. Feet and hands tightly climbed on the rock wall of the sinkhole, waiting for the will of the boss of Lin Xiafan.

At the same time, they looked down at the bottomless sinkhole below, and they didn't know how deep it was, and how deep it was, and then they looked up again, and saw hundreds of followers landing on the rock wall two hundred yards above their heads.

"Boss, why do we have to stop, I see this huge crater, as for the day and night to fall. They asked, clinging to the rock wall covered with spiritual flowers and grass with their hands.

"What are you doing, help me pick these spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses, and the guys above, pick them for me, if we can get out alive, it will not be less beneficial to you, otherwise, you don't follow us." Lin Xiafan yelled at them. I was thinking in my heart: "The fairy world has not yet been fought, presumably in a short period of time, it will not be able to fight, let's pick the spirit flowers and spiritual grass here first!"

"Oh, but there are so many here, when will we pick them?" They looked at these spirit flowers and plants, and they didn't know where they had grown, and the entire Tiankeng Cave rock wall was full of fairy flowers and spirit grass.

"Let's pick a little first, and take a break. Lin Xiafan said to them.

Tracking Lin Xiafan, their brother Guang and the others, they didn't expect that this young master of the Seven Peaks Sect didn't rush them back, and they also looked happy when they heard Lin Xiafan's words. Let the little disciples below, like the little fat man, take the tools in their hands and help Lin Xiafan dig these spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses on the rock wall.

"Boss, I saw these spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses, and the spiritual energy emitted from them all sank to the bottom of this sinkhole, do you think there will be any divine objects raised below?"

"I always feel that there may be a fairy spirit pool or something down there, soak in it there, and cultivate it into a Dao power that has grown for hundreds or thousands of years!"

"I think so too!" they nodded.

"Listening to you say this, why do I think that the spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses here seem to have been planted artificially, you say, the spiritual energy emitted by these spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses has sunk to the bottom, is it an offering of any spiritual objects?"

When they heard Lin Xiafan's words, they couldn't help but stop what they were doing, looked at Lin Xiafan's boss and said, "Boss, don't scare us, okay?"

"Do you think I'm scared of you? Think about it, how many people have entered this place in the past, and how many people have been able to get out alive?" Lin Xia Fan said to them, thinking in his heart: "It's strange, we all went so deep, why are there no problems?"

Just when Lin Xiafan was thinking about this question, a very amazing cry came from under the sinkhole, like the sound of a bird, and like the cry of a baby.

There is nothing terrible about these screams, what is terrible is that they feel dizzy, and their brains seem to have been smashed hard with a gong, and they climb on it and follow them a few times, I don't know if they have a low cultivation, or if they have no treasures on their bodies, they seem to be unconscious, and they fall from the top of the rock wall.

"Quack, quack......"

"Wow, wow......"

"Woo, woo......"

Bursts of screams kept coming up from under this sinkhole, like a level of sound waves, causing more and more stalkers to lose consciousness and fall down to this level of incomparable sinkhole.

Why are they okay with Lin Xiafan? Is it because they are cultivating high?

It's not that they have a high level of cultivation, it's the high-grade immortal suit they wear, and their defensive ability is shackled, forming a shield to protect them, and under the sound waves, there are ripples in circles. It can be said that these high-grade immortal armors can resist these magic sounds, but they all feel a little dizzy and dizzy, but under their consciousness, their hands are tightly clinging to the rock wall.

"Don't move, everyone!" Lin Xiafan said when he saw the guys above and fell down one by one.

"Boss, when will this cry stop, this kind of soul attack has penetrating power, if it continues like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to resist it. The little fat man clung to the rock.

"Oh-yes, I don't know, didn't you say that this kind of cry is called once in a thousand years, how can it be called a hundred years in advance, or that stupid wall miscalculated the time. Lin Xiafan scolded with his hands like them, clutching the top of the rock wall.

"Boss, did you say it knew we were coming and attacked us with a magic sound?"

"How do I know, yes, we're blacker than the black Africans now, why don't we call when we get here? Lin Xiafan felt very unlucky and scolded.

Fortunately, the cry didn't last long, only two or three minutes later, it stopped, but there were at least 800 people who fell below. Almost all of the people who had followed Lin Xiafan before had fallen into the bottomless abyss below, and only a dozen or so of them seemed to have some treasures protecting them.

Presumably, these dozen or so people should have a great chance, otherwise they would not have such a powerful high-grade immortal artifact on their bodies.

"Sect Master, what should we do now?Do we go down, or do we go up?" Brother Guang, who was following them, saw that his fellow disciples had fallen, if he didn't have treasures on his body, he would end up like them, and finally picked up a life, and now they wanted to see the actions of Lin Xiafan and the others.

"We have all come here, of course we will go down, if you are afraid of death, go back!" Lin Xiafan does not plan to go back like this, opportunity, chance, the so-called blessing and misfortune depend on each other, there will be woe and woe, and there will be blessing if there is a disaster, and the two mothers and daughters of Fairy Chang'e are still waiting to save themselves, do you say that Lin Xiafan will give up? Definitely not.

"Boss, do we really want to go down?" The little fat man stopped when he saw the soul-aggressive bird call, and when he heard Lin Xiafan's words, he asked: "You know, we don't know tens of thousands of miles away from that creature, and we don't know the sound of tens of thousands of miles, so we are like this, but if we get close to it, isn't it ten deaths?"

"Ten of your sister, don't forget, I have a lot of artifacts on my body, if you provoke me, I'll throw a few nuclear weapons down, see if it dies or we die, let's go, don't dig it, wait until I clean up this beast, and then let people come here to pick it." Lin Xiafan looked at them and scolded with a little flinching.