My Longevity Simulation Chapter 130

"Ruins? Of course I know that."

Li Fan is also a frequent visitor to Congyun Seabed.

He is no stranger to the ruins scattered all over the seabed of clouds.

"What do you mean? These ruins are the lost civilization?" Li Fan asked.

Zhao Erbao shook his head: "No no no, these ruins are all local to Cong Yunhai..."

"It's not right..."

Zhao Erbao scratched his head and made a circle with his hands: "Nowadays, the place Cong Yunhai is not a sea."

Li Fan was slightly startled.

I only heard Zhao Erbao continue: "This place should have been land. But one day..."

"Suddenly submerged by sea water."

"Those ruins at the bottom of the clouds belong to those civilizations that were originally on the ground."

"Submerged by the sea..." Scenes and scenes from the seabed in the past appeared in Li Fan's mind.

The exit of Daxuan is an abyss at the bottom of the sea.

The departure entrance is a well in the ruins of the sea.

Refining clones and searching for Tianjing Lingsha are also in a large-scale underwater ruins.

He has witnessed these underwater ruins scattered all over the place many times, and he has also witnessed the scene where the sea of ​​clouds dried up.

Since this place can change from a sea to a mountain, is it possible that this sea was once not a sea?

In theory, it should be easy for him to ask such a question.

but……

Something is disturbing his thinking.

Let him ignore this intentionally or not.

He even took the initiative to find other reasons for the formation of the underwater ruins, such as seeing it as an island that was destroyed by the wind disaster.

Looking back now, these continuous ruins on the bottom of the sea are not at all like what the island looked like after it sank.

"This method of disturbing people's hearts is very similar to Changsheng Tianzun. However, it is a little weaker in comparison. Once you wake up, you will no longer be affected."

"Above the way, under the longevity..."

In an instant, several thoughts flashed in Li Fan's mind.

However, Zhao Erbao is still talking about it.

"And the antiquities I collected all belong to a completely different civilization."

"It appeared suddenly like something falling from the sky."

"It's like..."

Li Fan suddenly said, "Like this Cong Yunhai?"

Zhao Erbao slapped his hand suddenly and said excitedly, "That's right!"

"Back then, with this doubt, I searched for the bottom of the cloud and dug everywhere."

"After studying the faults of the seabed everywhere, I made an amazing discovery."

"You must know that mountains and rivers are changeable, but it is easy. Maybe one day, this vast sea of ​​clouds will return to land again."

"But this transformation process often takes several years or even a dozen years."

"but!"

Zhao Erbao raised his voice and repeated, "But!"

"In the beginning, it was only a short moment when the land changed to the ocean!"

The more Zhao Erbao spoke, the more excited he became. He walked to the miniature model of Cong Yunhai in the room.

Reaching out a finger, the sea water in the model gathered into a ball and flew to Zhao Erbao's palm.

The deeply sunken model also slowly returned to its original shape.

"like this!"

He held a ball of seawater in his hand, and then slammed it down.

"Bang!"

Under the slap, the earth sank deep, and the sea water surged out from between the fingers, filling the entire depression in an instant.

The mulberry field has turned into a sea, it really is just a palm of your hand!

Li Fan couldn't help but think of the topographic map around Cong Yunhai he had seen before.

It turned out that it wasn't "as if", but "just" someone had cut a hole on the mainland!

"This palm, this palm..."

Li Fan imagined the scene at that time, dazzled, unable to control himself.

Zhao Erbao also retracted his palm, staring blankly at the reshaped Cong Yunhai model, wondering what he was thinking.

After being silent for a long time, Zhao Erbao said slowly again: "These antiquities I collected should have been wrapped in this endless sea and came here together."

Li Fan suddenly remembered the two human corpses he had seen in Shangren Yin.

"Isn't it the same kind of person?"

"It turned out to be so."

Although the great powers above the road can distort people's thinking and cover up their traces.

But between heaven and earth, there are always all kinds of geniuses who can perceive what has happened between heaven and earth through various clues.

Lingjue became more and more peaceful. It seemed that Zhao Erbao should not lie.

Li Fan pondered for a moment, then asked again, "What you said, the attachment to these ancient objects, is it not related to that palm?"

Zhao Erbao hesitated for a moment, and finally explained honestly: "The palm that formed Cong Yunhai was so powerful that it was close to Dao."

"These objects carried by him are inevitably stained with a touch of rhythm."

"Buried deep under the sea, even thousands of years have passed, this rhyme still remains on it."

"It's just one piece, the Dao rhyme is weak and imperceptible.

"But the more you collect, the more obvious these residual Dao rhymes resonate with each other."

"If it reaches an order of magnitude, maybe the complete Dao rhythm can be reproduced again."

"Look at the demeanor of that palm at the beginning."

Hearing this, the spiritual reminder in Li Fan's heart finally slowly dissipated.

"It turns out that this is where my chance lies~www.mtlnovel.com~ a palm over the sea..."

Seeing that Li Fan didn't respond for a long time, Zhao Erbao cautiously continued, "The reason why I didn't need to store or transfer these ancient objects before, junior, was because these remaining Dao rhymes were extremely fragile."

"If you put it in and then take it out, it will probably destroy the remaining Dao rhyme on it."

"So I can only do it myself."

Li Fan nodded slightly, agreeing with this statement.

"Let's go, take me to meet the Dao Yun who covers the sea with a palm!"

Zhao Erbao did not dare to refuse, and took Li Fan down the stairs of the rock pillars to the largest storage room.

Inside, there are hundreds of antiques of different styles.

There are porcelain vases, porcelain bowls, small bronze tripods, and even common household iron pots and shovels.

Li Fan closed his eyes and realized.

In this storage room, there is indeed a strange rhythm flowing slowly.

However, it is still very weak, and it is difficult to realize any magical powers from it.

"Roughly how many more pieces are needed to grow this dao rhyme to the extent that you can understand it?" Li Fan asked.

Zhao Erbao was a little embarrassed: "It's hard to say. At least it's a few times more than what I've collected so far."

"These antiquities are scattered all over the seabed, and it is really difficult to collect them by one's own efforts."

"However." He paused, glanced at Li Fan, and said, "It would definitely be a lot easier if the little girl with the psychic treasure could help."

Li Fan smiled inexplicably.

"Then you have to hurry up, there is not much time left for you."

He stretched out his hand and pointed it between Zhao Erbao's eyebrows.

"From now on, you will do things for me."

Chapter end