The entire Wanxian Island and even the Wanxian Alliance looked sad for the next period of time.

Every monk I saw on the road looked absent-minded.

Even Li Fan heard that many monks lost their fortunes and chose to break themselves up after they lost their fortunes.

Every once in a while, you can see the fireworks on your head light up.

There are also some gamblers who have been leveraged and are ready to fight, and after the Lingwu Grass plummeted, they owe huge debts.

It's so far that even if you work for a lifetime, you can't afford it.

In order to avoid debt, some people choose to resist by force.

Some directly choose to defect, escape from the Wanxian Alliance, and join the Five Elders Association.

It is estimated that there are too many monks who defected, and there are not enough staff in the martial arts hall.

A rare series of additional meritorious pursuit missions have been released in the Tianxuan Mirror.

No limit on the number of pickups.

For a moment, the entire Xuanhuang Realm was in turmoil and uneasy.

It can be seen that the Lingwu Grass storm was so great.

Li Fan also followed and completed several hunting tasks, increasing his authority level to Yanba.

What's amazing is that after just over a month, the storm subsided spontaneously.

The sorrow on the monk's face slowly dissipated and he became the same as before.

It seems that the Lingwu Grass incident that had not long ago was forgotten, and they rarely mentioned it in verbal conversations with each other.

Even if it is mentioned occasionally, everyone is not heartbroken.

Instead, he actually brought jokes and jokes.

"You only lost 50,000 yuan in contributions? Are you embarrassed to speak?"

"Haha, look at us, which one of us lost 100,000 or 80,000?"

Conversations like this can be seen everywhere.

Gradually, the collective memory of the Lingwu Grass incident gradually faded.

In the end, only the feeling of "contribution is really hard to make."

However, Li Fan's memory did not weaken.

First, because he was a completely beneficiary in this storm. He had no memories of pain and worries.

Second, the huge contribution of 650,000 points on him was reminding him at all times.

"It seems that for a long time, I don't worry about my contribution."

Li Fan thought so and sent another message to He Zhenghao.

During this period, Li Fan visited He Zhenghao.

In this life, he seemed to have suffered even heavier losses than in the twelfth life.

The whole person was severely injured and his eyes were dazed.

Calling him is just an instinctive response.

It was not until recently that he slowly came to his feet under the influence of the Heavenly Lord of Changsheng.

He regretted it and did not listen to Li Fan's reminder at that time.

After learning that Li Fan successfully retreated unscathed before the bubble burst, he was even more envious.

"Hey, fellow Taoist Li Fan, it would be great if I had listened to your advice."

This is the time when Li Fan heard He Zhenghao say this.

"If you want me to say that investment depends on talent. Fellow Daoist, you are obviously not suitable. Listen to my advice, you should do your tasks honestly in the future and accumulate contributions!"

"Fortunately, people are fine and their cultivation is still there. At worst, they can start over from scratch!"

Li Fan said earnestly.

"Yes, yes, fellow Taoist is right." He Zhenghao nodded like pounding garlic, and asked tentatively: "I don't know how much I have earned this time."

"Haha, a lot. Very much." Li Fan said happily.

He Zhenghao showed envious expressions on his face, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

Seeing that He Zhenghao seemed to be asking for money, but he couldn't pull off his old face, Li Fan opened his mouth several times and closed it again.

Just can't say it.

Li Fan was not in a hurry to point it out, but was preparing to hang it out again.

Cong Yunhai, who lost all his life savings due to inadvertent investment, was obviously not the only one who guarded Cong Yunhai, who had lost all his life savings.

After putting away the ten thousand-word communication talisman, Li Fan's attention was shifted to Zhou Qing'ang from Tai'an Island.

I saw his face irritable and his brows frowned.

Walking back and forth, it seemed like I wanted to do something but was unresolved.

Suddenly, his face changed, he took out a talisman and said with hatred: "Hurry up! Isn't it just a contribution of 50,000 points? I am guarding the island, will you be missing?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely go to the end of this month!"

After putting away the talisman, Zhou Qing'ang's face turned gloomy.

It seemed that he had finally made a decision, and after inspiring the hidden shape talisman, he flew out from the island protection formation of Tai'an Island.

When he arrived at an empty unmanned sea, he stopped in the air for a moment, and his breath suddenly changed.

Not only that, Li Fan also saw from the perspective of heaven and earth that Zhou Qing'ang's body shape and appearance had also undergone a complete change in an instant.

It was not a change like a fool, but it was simply a different person.

The original Zhou Qing'ang was the image of a quiet young scholar.

But now, he has become a thin, inconspicuous middle-aged man.

After the makeover, Zhou Qing'ang continued to fly in a certain direction in a low-key manner.

"Have you finally revealed your feet?" A flash of light flashed in Li Fan's eyes.

From the Tianxuan Mirror, I bought a photo stone and held it in my hand.

At the same time, I slightly changed the monitoring angle and began to use my spiritual sense to record the scenes I saw.

After a full day of flight, when night fell.

Zhou Qing'ang came to a remote and uninhabited island.

The island is extremely desolate, with no trees. At first glance, it is full of gravel.

Zhou Qing'ang landed on the island and looked around.

After careful observation for a long time and confirming that no one was following him, he began to search on the island.

After a long time, he seemed to have found a target.

He showed joy and held a stone in his hand.

Stones are completely ordinary stones.

There are no special symbols on it.

It's just a pothole, with a few small holes in a special location.

Zhou Qing'ang looked at the stone for a long time and firmly kept the location of the small hole in his heart.

Then use force to crush the stone.

Flying towards the northwest of the island.

After another half a day, Zhou Qingang suddenly stopped in the uninhabited sea.

Then he plunged into the sea.

There is a ruin at the bottom of the sea. Zhou Qing'ang searched the ruins for a long time, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous broken stone.

A yellow light appeared on his hands, and Zhou Qing'ang's palms were printed on the broken stone.

Palm lines match.

A ray of light emerged from the broken stone and swept across Zhou Qing'ang's body.

Then return to the Broken Stone.

A human face suddenly appeared on the surface of the broken stone as smooth as a mirror.

"Well? Why did you contact me so long in advance this time?"

"Don't you have six years left?"

The face couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, so he looked at Zhou Qing'ang, full of doubts.

Zhou Qing'ang looked hesitant and said hesitantly: "Hey, the funding is not enough. Can you give me some more?"

The human face was slightly stunned: "How long has it been after that, you have used up?"
Chapter completed!