Chapter 130: Illusionary World Plays Tricks on People

Zhao Er shuddered and subconsciously wanted to resist.

But after thinking about the other party's unfathomable strength, he still gave in.

Feeling the cold gaze moving on him, Zhao Er said with a sad face: "Okay, senior!"

Then he pinched a spell.

The rock pillar rumbled up from the bottom of the sea, and Zhao Er was dejected: "Senior, please!"

As he said, he walked in along the stairs in the center of the rock pillar.

Li Fan scanned the area with his spiritual sense.

After studying the jade slips for more than a year, he is no longer completely ignorant of formations.

There are only a few simple water control and dust purification formations in this rock pillar, and there are no traces of offensive formations.

However, Li Fan did not lower his vigilance, and still activated a body protection talisman, and then followed behind and walked in.

Obviously, Li Fan was overthinking.

This rock pillar can be said to be very simple.

Most of them are storage rooms for collection items.

Zhao Er led Li Fan to a relatively spacious room.

There was a large table in the middle, on which was placed what seemed to be a miniature model of Cong Yunhai.

"Senior, sit down."

Zhao Er stammered and said with difficulty.

Li Fan sat down leisurely, looking at Zhao Er, who looked pale, and said, "Should I ask one by one, or should you tell the truth yourself?"

Zhao Er opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "Senior, I don't know what to tell?"

Li Fan snorted coldly, and the insect binding magic was activated again.

Zhao Er was restrained again.

Controlling the Blue Flame Phantom, a visible chill spread from the ground, like an ice-blue poisonous snake, slowly crawling onto Zhao Er.

In an instant, Zhao Er's lower limbs were frozen by blue ice crystals.

"I don't know, with your cultivation level, can you recover after your body is broken into ice chips?" Li Fan said with some curiosity.

There was a trace of fear in Zhao Er's eyes, but he soon suppressed it.

There was no sign of begging for mercy, and it seemed that he would rather die than surrender.

Li Fan also saw that Zhao Er did not seem to be pretending.

"Interesting." Li Fan smiled, grabbed Zhao Er, and went to the storage room next door.

Zhao Er's eyes suddenly became frightened.

"Oh, the things here seem to be really good. You must have spent a lot of time collecting them." Li Fan's hand gently passed over these objects that looked a bit old.

"Bang!"

But when he was touching a porcelain bowl, he threw it on the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm so sorry. I broke it without paying attention." Li Fan said with regret.

"Bang!"

Another porcelain was broken.

Zhao Er's eyes were filled with rage, staring at Li Fan.

It seemed that he wanted to cut him into pieces.

However, as the fragile antiques in the room were destroyed one by one.

Zhao Er's eyes gradually changed from fierce to heartache, and from heartache to panic.

Then from panic to begging for mercy.

Li Fan had no intention of stopping.

He took him to walk through the rooms in the rock pillar, and in front of Zhao Er, all his collections of several years were destroyed in an instant.

Looking at the fragments on the ground, Zhao Er's eyes were full of despair.

His body relaxed and regained control of his body. Zhao Er rushed forward and cried loudly.

The crying was deafening, and the heartbroken look was really unbearable to watch.

Zhao Er cried and cried, but suddenly found that the fragments in his hand were gone.

He was still controlled in the original room.

It turned out that everything that had just happened was just an illusion!

His emotions were extremely reversed, with great joy and sorrow, and Zhao Er almost couldn't lift his breath.

The restraints on his body disappeared, and Zhao Er fell to the ground.

He felt weak all over, but he struggled to run to the storage room next door and saw that his beloved collections were still intact.

He couldn't help crying with joy, but he cried even more miserably.

In Zhao Er's eyes, the illusion just now was ten thousand times more terrible than the most terrible nightmare.

He never wanted to experience it again!

"Do you want to know what to say now?" The nightmare-like voice sounded in his ears, and Zhao Er trembled all over, thinking that the other party's tricks of manipulating people's hearts were too terrible!

"Say it, I'll tell you everything!" He shuddered and said repeatedly.

He was afraid that Li Fan would really destroy all his collections.

The two returned one after the other, Li Fan sat, and Zhao Er stood obediently beside him.

Zhao Er opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped.

After a long while, Zhao Erbao trembled and said, "Junior Zhao Erbao, a local cultivator in Congyunhai. I am 68 years old this year..."

Li Fan's face turned black, and he interrupted him quickly: "Who wants you to explain this? I'm asking you, what's the use of these things you collected?"

"Where is the place you mentioned?"

"Why don't you use the storage ring to transport them, but have to use the flying boat to move them up and down?"

Zhao Erbao's body trembled with every sentence.

After Li Fan asked, Zhao Erbao said with a bitter face: "Senior is really powerful, nothing can be hidden from you."

He paused, as if organizing his words.

After a while, Fang stammered again: "The reason why I spent my life collecting these ancient artifacts is because I discovered a secret when I was just a mortal."

"Secret?" Li Fan looked at Zhao Erbao with interest, waiting for his next words.

Zhao Erbao nodded: "My family has been engaged in the antique business for generations. I have been influenced by it since I was a child, and I have been full of interest in these antiques salvaged from the deep sea."

"Perhaps because of my talent, I can always easily distinguish which are genuine antiques and which are imitations."

"So, my family gradually let me take over all the identification work. I can also come into contact with a large number of antiques every day."

"That's why I vaguely discovered this secret hidden in the dust of history."

"Congyunhai, it seems that there was a lost civilization."

Zhao Erbao's expression became serious, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was recalling something.

"The style of the ancient artifacts belonging to this civilization is extremely special, and there is a clear boundary difference from those of other eras in Congyun Sea."

"All the ancient artifacts stored in this base belong to this civilization."

Li Fan nodded slowly: "What is so special about this civilization? I see that although these things are a bit old, they seem to be just ordinary things. They should be of no use to you, a Qi-refining cultivator."

"These things themselves are indeed not valuable. What is really valuable is the things attached to them." Zhao Erbao said.

"Senior, do you know that there are ruins of buildings everywhere at the bottom of Congyun Sea?"

Zhao Erbao suddenly asked, changing the subject.