Xianhai Island, in the West Sea Pavilion.

Zhao Yan drove the clouds to take Lin Feng and landed in front of a small attic.

Lin Feng glanced up at the three golden characters of the Tibetan Pavilion on the attic, it had been more than ten days since he had obtained the identity card of the Honorary Elder of the Xihai Pavilion.

These days, he was depressed in his heart, and he was originally scheduled to cultivate the wooden character technique, but he was not in the mood because of this.

Therefore, he found Zhao Yan and asked Zhao Yan to send him to Xihai Pavilion to pick a spell, so he should come out to relax.

"Master Lin went in to find Elder Feng to choose the exercises, and the old man was waiting for Master Lin here. Zhao Yan said politely.

"Thank you. ”

Lin Feng nodded and slowly walked into the Tibetan Pavilion.

On the first floor of the attic, there is a square table in the middle, and behind it, there is a skinny old man in a black shirt and white hair.

Lin Feng's divine sense was much stronger than that of ordinary Linghai late stage cultivators, and he immediately saw the cultivation of the old man Jin Dan in the early stage.

Lin Feng took out a metal token from his arms and put it on the table in front of the old man.

"At a young age, I got the identity token of the honorary elder of the Xihai Pavilion, and my future is limitless!"

The old man glanced at the token, got up and continued, "You go upstairs with the old man, choose any jade slip, and the old man will copy it for you." ”

Lin Feng followed the old man up the stairs to the second floor.

On the second floor, there are several bookshelves against the wall, on which about sixty or seventy jade slips are placed, and next to each jade slip there is a metal plaque, which simply marks the contents of the jade slips.

As soon as the incense was burned, Lin Feng looked at most of the metal cards.

He didn't need the exercises, but the spells here were the highest level and the lowest level, and the power was not as good as his explosive tricks, so he quickly lost interest in these spells.

As he was about to leave, his eyes fell on a metal plate.

"Ground level low-level secret technique, water avoidance trick!" Lin Feng subconsciously read out the words on the metal plate.

The old man standing behind Lin Feng explained, "This trick of avoiding water can allow the monk to stay in the water for a long time. ”

"And it can rotate on its own, preventing unconscious monks from drowning, which is a very practical secret art. ”

Lin Feng nodded and said, "It's really good, I'm going to have this trick to avoid water." ”

The old man took out a blank jade slip, held it in his hand, and closed his eyes slightly.

After more than a dozen breaths, the old man handed the jade slip to Lin Feng, obviously, the old man was already familiar with the mantra of avoiding water.

Lin Feng put away the jade slip and went downstairs with the old man.

The old man sat back in his chair, took out a yellowed book and read it to himself, ignoring Lin Feng no more.

When Lin Feng saw the name of the book in the old man's hand, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"General History of Fairy Island!"

Subconsciously reading out the name of the book, Lin Feng's eyes lit up, and he said politely, "Elder Feng, can you lend me the book in your hand to take a look." ”

"Oh, no young people like to look at these things anymore. Elder Feng was puzzled, but he still raised his hand and handed the book to Lin Feng.

"Thank you. ”

Taking the book, Lin Feng found a chair and sat down, and read it carefully.

There was a lot of information recorded in the general history of Xiandao, and Lin Feng read it quickly, only picking out some information that he thought was useful to view.

An hour passed quickly, and Lin Feng closed the last page of the book with a surprised face.

"Elder Feng, where else can I find a book similar to the General History of Immortal Island?" Lin Feng respectfully put the general history of Xiandao on the table.

Elder Feng opened his eyes, pointed to a door not far away, and said, "You are an honorary elder, and you can consult the books in that room at will. ”

"Thank you!" Lin Feng was overjoyed.

He took a few quick steps and pushed open the door, and saw several bookshelves in the room, on which were hundreds of books of varying thickness and thickness.

His eyes lit up, he turned around and walked out of the attic quickly, and saw Zhao Yan sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone thinking about things.

"Let Shopkeeper Zhao wait for a long time, I want to consult some classics here, and I'll bother Shopkeeper Zhao to come back to Shanhai City in a month. Lin Feng clenched his fists and said politely.

Xihai Pavilion was thousands of miles away from Shanhai City, and Lin Feng didn't want to go back in a carriage.

"A month, that's good, the old man will definitely come on time to pick up Master Lin back. Zhao Yan was stunned at first, and didn't ask too much.

Seeing Zhao Yan away, Lin Feng turned around and returned to the Tibetan Pavilion, plunged into the room where the classics were stored, and began to flip through the classics.

He had just found some information about Xianhai Island in the general history of Xiandao.

Xianhai Island is round in shape, with a diameter of only more than 10,000 miles.

Thousands of years ago, Senkai Island was a mountain range, and because of its high terrain, it was called the Mochizuki Mountain Range.

The Mochizuki Mountain Range is located in the Hokkai, the northernmost part of the Nakagen continent, close to the sea.

Thousands of years ago, an earth-shattering accident occurred without warning, the sea level suddenly rose sharply, and a fierce tsunami hundreds of feet high destroyed all the buildings in Beihai Kingdom.

The spirit beasts and demon beasts in the Beihai Kingdom were extinct, and billions of mortals were almost dead.

Most of the low-ranking monks were unable to find a place to stay, so their spiritual power was exhausted and they fell into the sea and were swallowed up by a ferocious tsunami.

The disaster lasted for decades and caused sea levels to rise by thousands of battles.

The entire area of the Hokkai Country, which is several million miles in radius, is completely submerged by the sea, except for the high-lying Mochizuki Mountains.

Some monks and some mortals escaped to the Mochizuki Mountains to survive.

A hundred years later, the Mochizuki Mountains were officially renamed Senkai Island.

After nearly a thousand years of multiplication, there are already more than 100 million mortals and more than 10,000 monks on Xianhai Island.

For thousands of years, there have been many monks trying to find a new continent and leave the resource-poor island of Xianhai.

But those monks either died in the boundless sea, or retreated in the face of difficulties, and all ended in failure.

Because no monks have discovered other land, and there are no foreign monks on Xianhai Island, no one knows how far Xianhai Island is from the nearest land.

As time passed, Lin Feng's mood became heavier and heavier, and he flipped through a lot of classics, but he didn't see any record of the long-distance teleportation array.

Just when Lin Feng was concentrating on reading the classics, a major event happened on Xianhai Island.

Early in the morning.

Outside the entrance of a canyon more than 1,000 miles away from Shanhai City, a temporary martial arts venue was built.

Including the three major sects, more than ninety percent of the monks on Xianhai Island, nearly 10,000 people came to watch the competition.

An old man in the early stage of Jindan drove the clouds to the sky above the venue and read out aloud the rules of the competition between heaven and earth.

The rules are very simple, for example, Xihai Pavilion sent twenty Linghai Stage disciples, and ten people fought against the ten Linghai Stage disciples of the Linxian Sect.

The other ten people fought against the ten disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect, and the other two major sects did the same, with a total of thirty competitions.

Ten competitions are conducted at the same time for one round, the competition is one-on-one, and the winner is determined by one game, and one side loses combat effectiveness or admits defeat, and the competition ends.

Regardless of whether the disciples who appear lose or draw, they can win one point for the sect, and if they win a competition, they can get three points.

After the battle between heaven and earth is over, the three major sects can dig up spiritual soil in the canyon according to the standard of one mu of spiritual soil per point.

Then, the old man announced that the competition was the beginning.

The first to appear were the disciples of Linxian Sect and Cloud Sword Sect, and as soon as the competition began, several Cloud Sword Sect disciples took the initiative to admit defeat.

The monks who visited the competition were not surprised by this, although the monks who were able to participate in the battle between heaven and earth were all the best among the disciples of the Linghai stage in the three major sects.

However, the overall strength of the Cloud Sword Sect is much worse than that of the Linxian Sect, and it is reasonable to admit defeat when it comes up.

However, several disciples whose strength was at the top of the Cloud Sword Sect fought tenaciously, and in the end, two of them defeated the two weaker disciples of the Linxian Sect and won the competition.

Thousands of monks in the stands cheered for the two of them, thus pushing the atmosphere of the battle between heaven and earth to a small climax.

Several Jindan Stage elders of the Cloud Sword Sect had happy faces on their faces, and they praised the two winning disciples.

In the second round, it was Xihai Pavilion against Linxian Sect.

This time, the ten disciples sent by the Linxian Sect were generally higher in combat power than the disciples of the Xihai Pavilion, and soon the ten disciples of the Xihai Pavilion fell to the peak.

However, the ten disciples of the Xihai Pavilion, as if they had discussed it in advance, took out the medicine one after another and quickly took it.

And the ten disciples of the Linxian Sect would not sit still and take the elixir respectively.

Next, there was a scene that caused a sensation in the entire venue and shocked all the monks.

The ten disciples on the side of the Xihai Pavilion suddenly increased several times as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, far surpassing the disciples of the Linxian Sect.

Immediately afterward, smoke and dust poured out of the hall, the rumble of spell explosions, and the terrified screams of the monks resounded throughout the venue.

Most of the ten disciples of the Linxian Sect who had just taken the advantage were unable to afford to the ground in the blink of an eye, and three of them were restrained by the disciples of the Xihai Pavilion and lost the competition.

Several Jindan Stage elders of the Linxian Sect all sat up straight, their eyes widened, and they looked at the disciples of the Linxian Sect who fell to the ground in the hall in a daze.

Some of the disciples were covered in frost, their lips were purple from the cold, and they were curled up on the ground and their bodies were constantly twitching.

Some of them had most of their clothes and hair burned off, and they were lying motionless on the ground, with a small amount of green smoke coming out of their bodies, as if they had been roasted by fire.

Several referees took a few breaths before coming back to their senses, and hurriedly went to check the bodies of the disciples of the Linxian Sect.

It was found that the few people who fell to the ground were not in danger of life, so they were carried down.

The venue of 10,000 people was silent, and the sound could be heard when a small pebble fell to the ground.

Almost everyone was speculating about what kind of medicine the disciples of the West Sea Pavilion had taken, and the spells they cast had such terrifying power.

Among the disciples of Xihai Pavilion, there were a few people who were amazingly fast, and they couldn't see their movements clearly, so they had already restrained their opponents and won the competition.

It took a full ten or so breaths before the entire venue resounded with deafening cheers, and most of the monks shouted and cheered for Xihai Pavilion.

In the camp of the West Sea Pavilion.

The corners of Ding Yueshan's mouth lifted an arc, and he muttered to himself in his heart, "I still underestimated the power of these potions, it seems that there is no need to compare with the Cloud Sword Sect in the next round." ”

The square-faced man sitting next to him laughed twice and said, "Hahaha...... Deputy Pavilion Master, you see, the jaws of those elders of the Cloud Sword Sect are about to fall. ”

"Those disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect may have been scared to pee, and the thirty points in the next round of competition will definitely not be able to escape. ”

Sure enough, before the next round of competition began, the elders of the Cloud Sword Sect found the referee and gave up the competition and directly admitted defeat.

Everyone was not surprised by the decision made by the Cloud Sword Sect, and the terrifying combat power displayed by the disciples of the Xihai Pavilion made the cultivators feel awe.

This battle between heaven and earth ended in a hurry without even half a day, but many cultivators believed that this battle between heaven and earth was the most exciting in recent years.

A few hours later.

One by one, the carriages filled with spiritual soil came out of the canyon, and under the care of many Xihai Pavilion disciples who held their heads high, they drove towards Xihai Pavilion.

In this battle between heaven and earth, Xihai Pavilion won the first place with a complete victory, not only winning honor, but also winning enough spiritual soil to create sixty acres of spiritual land.

On the top of a mountain peak near the canyon, the three of them watched from a distance as the convoy of Xihai Pavilion transporting spiritual soil was watched.

"Elder Wei, you arrange for someone to check which potion master the potion used by the disciples of Xihai Pavilion came from, and I want the details of this potion master, hurry. ”

A woman in a black dress in her thirties, whose mouth and nose were covered by a black veil, commanded, her voice delicate and clear, sounding very comfortable.

"Yes!. ”

A middle-aged man in a yellow shirt replied respectfully, and then drove the clouds towards the east quickly.

"Elder Bai, if you go to Ding Yueshan in person, you must persuade him to meet with me, and the location will be determined by him. The woman whispered.

"Got it. ”

A square-faced old man in a black shirt and white hair bowed slightly in response and drove the clouds away.

The woman Yaoyao looked at the sky in the distance and whispered softly in a voice that only she could hear, "Perhaps, this medicine master can bring me a glimmer of hope!"