Although Su Fan scolded the eighteen generations of Ning Xin True Immortal's ancestors in his heart, he couldn't help but sigh deeply when he thought of the question of becoming an immortal.

This thief, God, why can't you get along with me? Now that he can withstand the thunder tribulation, he has begun to fall into the realm like crazy again, and he has cultivated immortals to this point, I'm afraid there is no second one in this world besides me, right?

No, no matter what, you have to find a chance to try again, even if you fall into the Qi cultivation period, it's a big deal to start over, and go through the path of cultivating immortals again, is it possible that you can still split me into a mortal?

Su Fan was thinking about it, when the voice of the chess spirit suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Senior Su, I have already investigated, and no disciples of Haotian Sect have been found under the ruins. ”

"Well, I see, you are going to count the casualties of the disciples and the losses of Haotian Sect to me, and report to me later. ”

"Yes, Senior Su!"

Hearing that fortunately there were not too many casualties among his disciples this time, Su Fan's heart slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

He hurriedly asked the disciples of Haotian Sect, who were not injured, to clean up the battlefield, while he flew to Xiaolin Peak with the unconscious sword hilt feather on his back, and at present, it seemed that only the six spirits could save him.

When he came to Xiaolin Peak, as soon as Liu Ling saw the branch inserted in the chest of the sword hilt feather, he exclaimed:

"It's ...... Immortal thieves?"

Su Fan put the hilt feather on the hospital bed and said strangely, "Immortal thief, what is that?"

Liuling didn't answer his question immediately, but first performed the healing technique at an extremely fast speed, and a flash of green light erupted from her palm and slowly pushed into the chest of the sword hilt feather.

The rate at which the hilt feathers age has slowed.

This operation seemed to take a lot of strength from the six spirits, and the green light disappeared, and she lay on the table for a long time before recovering her strength.

Su Fan patted her back with concern, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm fine......"

Liuling exhaled a long breath and slowly answered Su Fan's previous question: "Immortal thieves, as the name suggests, are to use immortals as thieves and steal other people's things. ”

"Immortals are thieves? Su Fan was puzzled.

"I also read it from an ancient book, and this ancient book records the ultimate meaning. ”

"The ultimate mystery?"

Liu Ling said: "Originally, I was usually bored to pass the time, purely as a story, but now I look at it, the state of Elder Sword is exactly the same as described in the book. ”

"Oh, let's hear about it!" asked Su Fan eagerly.

"The so-called immortal thief, focusing on the word 'thief', since the immortal is a thief, then what is stolen is definitely not property, jewelry, jewelry and other mundane things, but vitality, the vitality of the living. ”

"The vitality of the living!" Su Fan exclaimed.

"That's right, come and see," Liu Ling walked to the branch with Su Fan, "Look, this branch was originally just a dead thing, but it gradually came back to life, and it also has the tendency to spread branches and blossom and bear fruit, isn't it surprising?"

"I think it's okay, after all, there are many people in this immortal cultivation world who can make thousands of flowers and plants wither and regain glory with a wave of their hand......"

"How can that be the same?" "That kind of resurrection is only with the help of external forces, just floating on the surface, and it will wither after a while, but this little branch is actively absorbing the nutrients of the sword hilt feathers, constantly eating away at his vitality." ”

Su Fan sniffed, "That's not that powerful, when the vitality of the sword hilt feather is absorbed, there is no essential difference between whether this branch should wither or wither." ”

Liu Ling nodded and said, "So, this has to talk about the highest level of immortal thieves - saint thieves." ”

"Saint thief, what is that?"

"If the immortal thief aims at living creatures to draw life, then the saint thief targets heaven and earth. ”

"Do you mean to draw the vitality of heaven and earth?" Su Fan's eyes widened and he looked at the six spirits with an incredulous expression.

Liuling nodded and said, "That's right, that's it." ”

Stealing the vitality of heaven and earth, isn't that just - living with heaven and earth?

That's terrible, isn't it?

Su Fan was completely shocked, it turned out that this thing was so terrifying, there was such a secret here, it seemed that these scriptures should not be underestimated.

Take it out another day and study it carefully, maybe you can find a problem to solve the regression of your realm.

The two were silent for a while, and then the six spirits spoke: "But the saint thief is just a legend, no one has ever seen it, and few people have even seen the immortal thief. ”

Su Fan nodded: "Let's not talk about this for now, what I want to ask now is, is Elder Sword still saved?"

"Theoretically, there is, and that book also records the methods and herbs needed to crack the immortal thieves, and I basically have them here, but I lack one thing. ”

"Which one?"

"Siren roots. ”

"Where? I'll look for it!" Su Fan said without thinking about it.

Liu Ling just shook his head lightly and did not speak.

"Shake your head, what does this mean?" Su Fan was puzzled, "Could it be that it is also a legendary thing?"

"No, it's not something that's a legend, it's something that doesn't exist. ”

"It doesn't exist?" Su Fan frowned, "Could it be that the person who wrote that book made it up?"

Liuling shook his head: "It's not made up, if it was thousands of years ago, this thing might still be found in some places, but now in this era of lack of aura, there is no possibility of existence at all, because the aura required by the kraken root is too huge." ”

Is it a huge amount of aura? It's a bit tricky.

Su Fan's brows were tightly locked, and he didn't speak for a long time.

At this moment, an exclamation came from outside the house, "How can this be!

Su Fan ran out of the room and looked up to see Zhang Shanfeng floating above the ruins of Haotian Sect, his eyes slightly red, and his body trembling slightly.

Xiao Jixiang, Tang Mengdong, Weng Zijing and the scattered immortals on the side were also frozen in the air, not knowing where to stay.

Zhang Shanfeng turned several times in mid-air, and finally found the main peak hall in the ruins, flew down, and kept carrying broken stones with his bare hands.

He didn't even pay attention to the disciples around him to say hello.

"What is the sect master looking for? Why do you want to use your bare hands and no spells?"

"I don't know, do you think we should go up and help?"

"Forget it, seeing that the sect master's mood is not good, let's wait for him to calm down first. ”

“......”

Eventually, Zhang Shanfeng dug up something similar to a plaque from the ruins, hugged it tightly in his arms with a sigh of relief, and then sat there lonely and muttered, "How can this be...... How can this be......"

"Master Zhang's nephew ......"

Su Fan sat beside him and called softly, and saw clearly that he was holding a plaque with the three big characters "Li Haotian" in his hand.

Zhang Shanfeng didn't seem to notice it, and still muttered to himself.

"Senior nephew Zhang!" Su Fan raised his voice.

“...... Huh?"

Zhang Shanfeng woke up suddenly, raised his eyes to see the person who came, and it was dim again.

"It's Uncle Shi......"

Su Fan patted him and said, "Senior nephew Zhang, don't you think this ruin is beautiful?"

Zhang Shanfeng was stunned for a moment: "Why did Uncle Shi say this?"

Su Fan stretched out his hand to take the plaque in Zhang Shanfeng's arms, brushing off the dust on it, the three big characters "Li Haotian" were slightly yellowed, as if telling about the glory and loneliness of Haotian Sect for ten thousand years.

Subsequently, Su Fan planted the plaque in the mound, pulled out a weed from the side, and spread it on it.

Although Li Haotian was not lying in the ruins, Su Fan was still excited in his heart, after all, Haotian Sect was founded by Li Haotian, and rounding up is equivalent to half of Li Haotian, and now that Haotian Sect has collapsed, rounding it up is equivalent to Li Haotian is dead, and he added a handful of grass to his tablet, and rounding it is equivalent to adding a handful of grass to his spiritual position......

Damn, Lao Tzu's lifelong wish has finally come true.

Su Fan couldn't help but burst into tears of joy.

Zhang Shanfeng, who was on the side, was stunned when he saw his uncle's immortal operation.

This...... What does Uncle Shi mean? Why do you ask me if the ruins are beautiful? Why do you throw grass at the ruins?

Zhang Shanfeng pondered for a while, and then woke up.

I see! Uncle Shi must have wanted to guide me with an optimistic attitude, and the ruins also have their beautiful places, just like the weed, strong and standing alive in the cracks of the stones.

As for why I threw it back, it must be educating me, don't give up hope, even if Haotian Sect becomes a ruin, it doesn't matter, as long as each of us does our part to add grass to the ruins, Haotian Sect will one day restore the beautiful scenery of green waters and green mountains!

"Uncle Shi, I understand!" Zhang Shanfeng stood up again, and his originally gloomy gaze rekindled the flames, "I'll go and organize the disciples, and the task of rebuilding the mountain gate will be on me!"

Su Fan: ???

After Zhang Shanfeng finished speaking, he went to the disaster site to direct the work with high morale.

Su Fan scratched the spoon suspiciously, what's wrong with him, is he beating chicken blood?

At this time, Xiao Jixiang came out of nowhere, and when he saw Su Fan from afar, he shouted "Uncle Shi".

"Alas!" Su Fan turned his head, "Little Jixiang, is it fun outside?"

"Hmm...... It's not bad," Xiao Jixiang blinked, "Uncle Shi's sect has become like this, why are you so happy?"

Damn, is the moment when you just realize your dream too obvious?

Even Xiao Jixiang could see that he was happy.

Su Fan said: "What should Uncle Shi do? Secretly hiding in the corner and crying? Woo woo woo ...... "

Su Fan's fake crying instantly made Xiao Jixiang laugh, "Hahahaha, uncle, you have such a good attitude." ”

The two sat in the ruins and laughed loudly, quite a sense of freedom and ease in the middle of the road but still able to talk and laugh.

Even the disciples who were cleaning up the battlefield on the side were infected by them, and gradually became more worried and more energetic.

The two of them were tired of laughing, and lay down on the ground, and Xiao Jixiang called softly: "Uncle Shi." ”

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Su Fan turned his head to look at her.

Xiao Jixiang looked at him affectionately, his eyes were covered with mist, and a flush appeared on his face.

Su Fan was shocked when he saw it.

, why is Xiao Jixiang's face so red, it can't be sick, right?