President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

Standing up slowly, Lin Yifan observed everything around him. The ground here was flat, as if there was nothing there, but he felt that the murals should not disappear so quickly. The ethnic group in the painting should have been on the verge of rising. Why did it end like this? What?
This half-seeing feeling made him feel a little lost, but when he turned around, the object in front of him suddenly shocked him.

A statue stood behind him, and the statue looked very hideous, like a ghost crawling out of hell, but its body was humanoid, and it was similar to a normal human being.

Lin Yifan was so frightened that he took two steps back. Seeing such a thing in such a quiet situation, even if he was determined, he couldn't bear it, but he quickly returned to normal.

After carefully observing the statue, he suddenly felt something familiar, and with a wave of his hand, a statue appeared beside him, which he found in the body that turned into wart after death.

The two statues look similar in size, and the most important face looks scary. It belongs to the kind that can scare ordinary people to death, and can arouse the deepest fear in people's hearts.

After observing for a while, Lin Yifan felt that the two statues should be the same thing, although they looked scary.

"Let's put it away, the only thing left here shouldn't be an ordinary item, right?"

He said to himself, and waved his hands and put all the two statues into the Qiankun bag, so that there was nothing else here except him, and the thousand-meter space was empty.

Just after he finished all this, everything around him that looked extremely real suddenly vibrated like water ripples, and then gradually became transparent until it disappeared.

"Brother Lin! Where are you!" Jiang Linger's voice suddenly came from one side, sounding anxious.

Lin Yifan looked sideways, and then he saw Jiang Linger looking a little anxious, just a hundred meters away from him!
"Ling'er!" He shouted happily, it turned out that this place is really an illusion, and everything will return to normal after the illusion disappears.

And when he looked up, although the passage was still circular, it was not as long as he had seen before, and the exit was a hundred meters away.

"Brother Lin, where did you go just now, I didn't get any response from you no matter how much I yelled!" Jiang Linger ran over quickly after seeing Lin Yifan, with a slight complaint on her face.

Lin Yifan apologized with a smile. His experience just now was a bit fantastic. The little girl might not believe what he said, and it might be used as an excuse, so it's better for him not to say it.

And what he saw just now has nothing to say, like the history of the rise of a race, although it is a bit strange, it has nothing to do with them.

It's just that he still has some guesses in his heart. He vaguely feels that the stone platform in Qimen Mountain that can copy things seems to have something to do with the race on the mural. After all, the power of copying is beyond some rules.

The figures of Hai Wuya and the others also appeared around them, and they were all a little terrified. They had been trapped in the darkness for so long, which made them a little bit uncertain.

Listening to the words of these people, Lin Yifan understood clearly. It seemed that he had just experienced the situation just now. People like Hai Wuya fell into other illusions after entering this space, and did not see those murals.

"It seems that there were some heaven and earth spirits here before, but they have withered and disappeared after such a long time. It's a pity." The boss of the Yuanshan sect said with some regret.

Lin Yifan followed his line of sight, and then saw that there were still withered roots not far away, but there were no spiritual objects in the world.

This made him a little stunned. He didn't know how many thousands of years it had existed here, and those heaven and earth spirits couldn't live forever, and it was in line with the situation to be like this.

In this case, it is correct to use the earth spirit array, but it is a pity that the earth spirit array has not stopped the decay of these heaven and earth spirits in the long years.

"Since there is nothing else, let's leave. There is something wrong here. It's better not to stay here." Hai Wuya suggested.

Lin Yifan naturally agrees with this, and he feels that he may have obtained the greatest opportunity here, that is, those murals. He always feels that those murals seem to represent something, but now he is also in the fog, and he can't understand it yet. See it all.

Among the crowd, the second elder of the Yuanshan Sect was the most disappointed. They were expecting it, but the fact gave them a merciless blow.

After leaving the underground cave, the second elder of the Yuanshan Sect bid farewell, but Lin Yifan did not stop him. He took Hai Wuya, Jiang Linger and the big black bear towards the place where the fifteen towers were.

It was almost dawn now, and the day passed quietly again. It is estimated that many people have found good things, so he can search for them.

An hour later, when Lin Yifan and the others arrived at the tower, the sky was already completely lit up, and the sun gradually rose from the east, bringing some warmth.

And outside the golden building, there were indeed quite a few people waiting. When they saw Lin Yifan, they immediately cheered, and the words "Senior Brother Lin" kept coming and going.

Lin Yifan smiled after landing in front of the crowd, and said, "Hello everyone, it seems that you are all very confident, so I don't worry about the ownership of the last seven sects."

Hearing this, everyone laughed one after another, and then each took out something they thought could be exchanged. For a while, this open space was as lively as a secular market.

The first thing that attracted Lin Yifan's attention was the soil in the hands of the two young men. He could see that the two pieces of soil were basically the same as the two pieces he had obtained before.

And the soil was able to germinate the seed. Although he didn't know what the seed was, he was the first to collect it, leaving five of the seven portals qualified.

This made the people around envious for a while, and the crowd became more lively, only wishing that they were not the ones who found the soil.

After Lin Yifan got the soil, he put it into the Qiankun bag and put it together with the two pieces of soil before, and then these soils really fused together to form a neat square.

It's just that when he saw some wet traces on the soil, he frowned suddenly, because he could feel the breath of Yuanshui on it!
"This kind of seed can actually produce primordial water?!" Lin Yifan couldn't help but have this thought in his mind, which surprised him a little.

Now this seed can produce primordial water without growing too much. Doesn't this show the preciousness of this seed in disguise? !
But soon when he saw the uncorked white porcelain bottle not far away, his face suddenly turned dark, because the porcelain bottle contained Yuanshui!
Under the investigation of his spiritual sense, Lin Yifan frowned. There were dozens of drops of primordial water missing. In just one day, this seed swallowed up dozens of drops of primordial water!
And the most important thing is that this is the inside of the Qiankun bag, how did this kind of seed move here, and do you know where there is Yuanshui, and can you open the bottle?

As if he heard Lin Yifan's doubts in his heart, under the gaze of Lin Yifan's spiritual consciousness, a branch suddenly protruded from the square soil, it was very thin, and the whole was milky white.

It seems to be very purposeful. When it reached the side of the porcelain bottle, it went straight in, but retracted after a few seconds. Compared with the speed of advancement, it was much faster, as if it had been discovered for stealing.

It is precisely because of the speed that a few drops of Yuanshui are brought to the soil, forming a wet trace.

Lin Yifan: "..."

This scene refreshed his three views. It is just a seed that just germinated yesterday. Why does it seem to have its own consciousness? Isn't this a bit too magical?
And this thing seems to be fed with primordial water, this shit... there are dozens of drops a day, who can afford it!

A moment later, Lin Yifan withdrew his consciousness from the Qiankun bag, looked around at the people around him, hesitated and shouted: "Didn't one of you want to exchange Yuanshui yesterday? One thousand drops, one thousand I can open a portal for you!"

Hearing this, the eyes of the lonely thin young man in the crowd suddenly lit up, but soon he frowned, he only had three hundred drops, how could there be so much primordial water.

But Lin Yifan naturally didn't care about that much. Now that he found out that the seeds needed Yuanshui to feed him, he would not be so indifferent to Yuanshui. The more of these things the better, and it would be great if the seeds could mature faster because of Yuanshui up.

Among the crowd, the skinny young man suddenly strengthened his mind when he thought of the possible treasures in the portal, and began to borrow Yuanshui from the people around him, but naturally it would not be so easy to borrow.

During this period, Lin Yifan looked at the objects around him. These were all the opportunities that the people in front of him got within one day, but there were two rather miraculous things.

One of them is a flower umbrella, which can make people disappear out of thin air after opening, and the breath is hard to feel, which is equivalent to a very powerful concealment magic weapon.

Lin Yifan wasn't very interested in this thing, but after seeing that Jiang Ling'er liked it very much, he still took the umbrella and went to the portal again.

Another thing is a pair of thin cicada-winged gloves, the overall appearance is black, and there is almost no feeling after wearing them, but these gloves can increase a lot of strength.

Lin Yifan felt that this thing was quite suitable for him, so he took it away. With the addition of the thousand drops of primordial water, there were only two places left.

And at this moment, Feng Qian walked over again with a paralyzed face, and handed Lin Yifan a Qiankun bag in his hand.