In the starry space, Bai Fan looked up at the unfamiliar starry sky above his head, although it was not the first time he saw it, but every time he saw it, Bai Fan would tremble inexplicably, he couldn't forget that he had seen the world behind the starry sky, he couldn't forget that dream.

However, Bai Fan quickly returned to normal after all, because no matter what he saw in that dream, whether it was true or false, and what secrets existed, it was not something that he could explore in this realm, instead of clinging to the truth and falsehood in that dream, it was better to practice hard now, and when his cultivation realm improved, then Bai Fan believed that all the mysteries that plagued him would eventually be revealed layer by layer.

And he entered the starry space this time, in the final analysis, only for one thing, and that was to awaken the Holy Ancestor Ancestral Spirit. So Bai Fan let go of that dream and bowed respectfully to the starry space.

"Holy Ancestor senior, kid Bai Fan has come to see you today, if you can sense it secretly, please show your ancestral spirit true body........." Bai Fan got up and waited quietly after speaking.

He believed that although the Holy Ancestor fell into a deep sleep, he must be able to hear his voice, and sure enough, not long after Bai Fan's words fell, the star pole space trembled inexplicably, followed by tens of thousands of points of light, flying out of the earth under Bai Fan's feet, gathering together, and finally forming an illusory figure, and when he saw that figure, Bai Fan couldn't help but be silent.

Seeing that figure, it was indeed the figure of the Star Pole Holy Ancestor, but that figure was too weak, so weak that it seemed that Bai Fan would be broken if he blew hard, thinking of what the Holy Ancestor had done for himself, Bai Fan couldn't help but have a sour nose and slightly moist eyes.

"Holy Ancestor senior, the kid misses ......you so much," Bai Fan said, kneeling in front of the phantom, and kowtowed heavily, Bai Fan is not an ungrateful monk, the Holy Ancestor has done so many things for him, Bai Fan is engraved in his heart for everything. Even after hundreds of years have passed, Bai Fan does not dare to forget it at all.

It can even be said that the Master Venerable Tiger Roar, in some aspects, is not as good as the Tai Shen Holy Ancestor, of course, in Bai Fan's heart, the Master is equally important. And Bai Fan's bow, the phantom trembled slightly, as if trying to open his eyes, but unfortunately, the phantom did not do it. Bai Fan's heart was sour again after seeing it, and he stood up silently, Bai Fan took out the Seven-Star Danding, and also took out the Mist Soul Grass.

In the eyes of other monks, this supreme divine grass that can increase the realm of divine consciousness was thrown into the seven-star danding without hesitation in Bai Fan's hands, accompanied by Bai Fan's "refining ......", and the next moment it became a curling medicine mist, overflowing from the danding, and blending into the ancestral spirit of the Holy Ancestor.

Bai Fan saw that when the ancestral spirit of the Holy Ancestor, after absorbing the medicinal mist qi of those mist soul grasses, it was obviously condensed a lot, and this scene made Bai Fan rarely show a trace of happiness. Because this proves that everything he has done is not in vain, and as long as the ancestral spirit of the Holy Ancestor can wake up, then let alone offend the major sects of the Heavenly Sect, even if it angers all the living beings under the firmament, Bai Fan will not regret it at all.

Because in Bai Fan's heart, things in the world are always only worth and nothing else, and Bai Fan knows that this kind of refining should be continued

For a period of time, as for whether the Misty Soul Grass can finally revive the Holy Ancestor, Bai Fan doesn't know, but at least it can restore the Holy Ancestor Ancestral Spirit, which should probably be a matter of Mei.

Thinking of this, Bai Fan sat casually on the earth of the Star Pole Space, waved his hand, and took out Wang Chu's storage bag, as well as Li Xun Song Jie's storage bag. He actually wanted to count the collections of the three of them here, but this was understandable, after all, the refining of the Misty Soul Grass, Bai Fan couldn't do anything at all, instead of waiting, it was better to use the time to do something he could.

Thinking about it, Bai Fan's divine sense filled the storage bag of the three people, and forcibly erased the imprint left on it by the three people, this can be said to be no difficulty for Bai Fan, after all, even if the three of them are alive, they are not his opponents, and they are now dead, and the divine sense imprint left on the storage bag naturally cannot stop Bai Fan's divine consciousness, so in less than a moment, the three storage bags were all opened. What came into Bai Fan's eyes next was a colorful magic weapon, as well as a variety of rare elixirs.

After all, the three of them are not comparable to Yan Yan and the like, and they will never collect useless things, and the three of them are Tailing Demon Cultivators who like to fight, and they wander between life and death all year round, let alone Yan Yan, who is a comfortable Tailing Monk, so the collection of these three people, in some ways, is more helpful to Bai Fan than Yan Yan. Not to mention anything else, the magic weapon of the elixir alone is not comparable to Yan Yan's storage bag.

Bai Fan first picked up Li Xun and Song Jie's storage bags, and after counting, Bai Fan found that there were more than ten high-grade magic weapons in the storage bags of the two of them, although they were not top-notch, but they were all comparable to the previous gravity peak, Bai Fan took out these magic weapons, looked at them, some were not suitable for him, and Bai Fan chose to put them away first, at least even if he didn't use them, he could take them out and blow himself up when he was playing against others. And there are three pieces left, one is the root bone needle, this needle is very small, but the breath is very strong, even if Bai Fan does not wrap his palm with spiritual power, he can't resist the sharp breath. This kind of magic weapon is the most suitable for sneak attacks to surprise them, so Bai Fan left it and refined it with his divine sense.

And the other two magic weapons, one is a mirror, and the other is a gourd. The mirror is a mirror of doppelgangers, and this mirror is peculiar in that it projects a doppelganger-like existence. However, this doppelganger is not in line with his own mind, but will be his enemy, because the moment Bai Fan picked it up and watched, a monk who was exactly the same as him came out of the mirror.

And the moment he walked out, he made a brazen attack on Bai Fan, and the spells he cast were similar to many spells that Bai Fan would know, but they had their shape, but they did not have the true power of Bai Fan's spells, but even if they had their shape, they could rely on the billowing demonic qi on his body, which really frightened Bai Fan.

Fortunately, after a battle, Bai Fan extinguished the figure, and at this time, Bai Fan clearly knew that the shadow of the doppelganger derived from the mirror only had seven or eight points of his own strength, but that's it, just imagine, if Bai Fan was fighting with others, he suddenly sacrificed this realm, and walked out of the mirror with a figure exactly the same as the other party, and shot at the other party, it is conceivable that the other party would have such a stunned look, even so

It is very likely, in shock, that it is possible to die under his doppelganger.

Bai Fan solemnly refined this mirror, and then picked up the gourd, this is very simple, this gourd belongs to a one-time attack magic weapon, but unlike other one-time magic weapons, this gourd can be recycled, which is similar to the stars in the Seven Star Danding, all of which belong to the attack magic weapons that can be restored after consumption. And the gourd contains pure demonic energy, which ......

Bai Fan's eyes flickered, and suddenly he thought that maybe he could use this treasure to target a person in the future, Bai Fan thought, suppressed the idea in his heart, and refined this gourd as well, so far, Li Xun and Song Jie's storage bags can be regarded as bringing Bai Fan a lot of gains. However, don't forget, there is also a storage bag for Wang Chu.

For Wang Chu, Bai Fan clearly knew that he was born in the Red Blood Sect of the first-class sect of Tianzhou, and he was one of the best Tianjiao among the Tailing Cultivators of the Red Blood Sect, just these two points proved that his collection, Li Xun and Song Jie, was incomparable to everything. In fact, Bai Fan's guess was not false at all.

In Wang Chu's storage bag, the top-grade magic weapon alone is twice that of the two, which is the top-grade magic weapon, and there are as many as five pieces, it can be said that Bai Fan has never seen so many magic weapons so far, which makes Bai Fan a little depressed.

"You said you, you, you have so many magic weapons, you still use cultivation with me, aren't you sick, if you throw out all these magic weapons at that time, even I have to avoid them for the time being, alas, how can a disciple from a big sect cultivate so much that his brain is too good to ......" Bai Fan suddenly remembered that he was once in the world, and he heard a sentence from somewhere, which was used to describe Wang Chuzai.

Of course, Bai Fan just said that even if Wang Chu threw out these magic weapons, he couldn't stop Bai Fan's murderous intentions towards him, all in all, he must die, maybe Wang Chu also understood this, so he was not willing to use these magic weapons, and when he was willing to use them, everything was too late, maybe this is people die for money, birds die for food.

Bai Fan counted Wang Chu's magic weapons, many of which he couldn't use, and needed to be urged by demonic energy, of course, these magic weapons were all selected by Bai Fan and put into other storage bags, but there was one point, those five top magic weapons, Bai Fan did not refine them easily, and his intuition told him that these five magic weapons had special marks on them, which were the breath left by the powerhouses of the Delusion Breaking Realm, it seemed that someone didn't want these things to be easily used by others, and this person must be a strong person in the Red Blood Sect.

Bai Fan sneered at this. "Hehe, it's such a cunning old thing, so that even if others get these magic weapons, they don't dare to use them easily, otherwise they will be perceived by you. But ......"

"Do you really think that I can't do anything about it? Then you underestimate me too much, Linglong Fantasy Sea Tower is here, suppress me ......." With Bai Fan's words falling, in the sea of knowledge, the Linglong Phantom Sea Tower flew out, under the nine-colored treasure light, those magic weapons were enveloped in an instant, and at the same time, in the depths of the mountain gate of the Red Blood Sect, in a cave, an ugly middle-aged man frowned instantly, and his body flew out of the cave.........