The tokens of the five major forces play an important role in the small world of cultivating immortals. They are not only the key to the internal seals of the forces, but also an important aid for cultivators to improve their strength.

Every force regards tokens as treasures and strictly protects and manages them.

Zhang Fan was shocked when he heard that the Alliance of Immortal Cultivators was about to take action.

He did not expect that the Immortal Cultivator Conference would hide such a dangerous conspiracy.

He knows very well that if the evil forces succeed, the world of immortality will fall into endless darkness, and the earth may also become very dangerous.

He secretly decided to prevent this from happening.

After everything was found out, there was still more than a month before the Immortal Cultivation Conference. Beifang Bing and Zhang Fan discussed how to deal with the next Immortal Cultivation Conference.

After everything was discussed, Zhang Fan planned to say goodbye to Beibing.

But Beibing gritted his teeth, stopped Zhang Fan, stretched out his hand and handed a stone to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan took the stone, picked it up and looked at it carefully. It was a dark blue gemstone with a solemn Xuanwu pattern engraved on it.

Zhang Fan could tell that the stone carved with Xuanwu patterns was very extraordinary. Holding the stone in his hand, the spiritual energy in his body could not help but accelerate.

Beifang Bing said solemnly: "This is the token of our northern power, the basalt stone. I hope that Elder Zhang Fan can use this token to improve himself in the next month, so that he can be more sure of the next conspiracy." "

Zhang Fan quickly clasped his fists to Beibing and thanked him: "The leader of the north will definitely not let you down if he can hand over the token of the northern power to me."

Zhang Fan thanked him again and again, and then returned to the cave with the basalt stone.

After Zhang Fan returned to the cave, he took out the "basalt stone" given to him by Beibing. He placed the stone on the stone table and observed it carefully.

The basalt stone emits a mysterious energy wave, shrouding the entire cave in a dark atmosphere.

Zhang Fan placed the gem in his hand and looked at it carefully.

This dark blue gem is engraved with a solemn basalt pattern. The image of the basalt turtle and dragon in the pattern is lifelike, as if it is about to rise from the gem at any time.

The surface of the basalt stone is as smooth as a mirror. Through it, Zhang Fan seems to be able to see the endless starry sky.

He felt a mysterious energy wave emanating from the gem. This energy made him feel at ease, as if he was connected to the power of the universe.

Zhang Fan knew that this basalt stone was no ordinary gem. It contained the power and wisdom pursued by immortal cultivators.

He remembered that Beifang Bing had once told him that basalt stone was a token of the northern power, representing tenacity and protection.

He decided to place the basalt stone in the secret room where he practiced, hoping to better feel the energy it contained.

When he placed the basalt stone on the stone table in the center of the secret room, a strong energy surged from the stone and permeated the entire secret room.

Zhang Fan was filled with curiosity and expectation. He knew that this basalt stone was definitely no ordinary gem.

He had heard that Xuanwu was one of the four images, representing the north and the supreme being in the world of immortality.

And this basalt stone seems to contain the power of basalt.

He squeezed it gently, and the basalt stone emitted a faint light, instantly illuminating the entire cave.

Zhang Fan felt a warm energy coming from the palm of his hand, as if an invisible hand was gently stroking his soul.

He closed his eyes, relaxed his whole body, and fully felt the mysterious energy.

Gradually, his consciousness entered a wonderful space.

A vast expanse of northern land appeared before his eyes, and a chilling air floated in the sky.

He saw a towering mountain peak with a magnificent palace on it. In front of the palace was a cultivator in black robes, staring into the distance.

His eyes revealed a depth and wisdom, as if he could see through everything.

This immortal cultivator is none other than Xuanwu. He is the patron saint of the northern immortal world and the owner of the basalt stone.

His power comes from the basalt stone. He uses his power to protect the immortal cultivators in the north and maintain the balance of the immortal world.

Zhang Fan was deeply attracted by this scene. He wanted to know more about the power and secrets of Xuanwu.

So, he began to explore this wonderful space.

He discovered that there were countless cultivators practicing here, each with different powers and skills.

He saw an immortal cultivator who was practicing swordsmanship. He was holding a sword, and the sword light flickered like a meteor across the night sky.

His swordsmanship is extremely superb, and every move contains infinite power and killing intent.

Then he saw a cultivator practicing magic. He flicked his fingers, and flames shot out from his fingertips, instantly turning a mountain into ashes.

The power of his spells is astonishing and cannot be underestimated.

Zhang Fan felt the powerful energy emanating from these immortal cultivators, and he understood that these powers originated from basalt stones.

He decided to absorb these powers into his own practice to make himself stronger.

He returned to the real world and clenched the basalt stone in his hand. Did the basalt stone just turn into a shadow of its former self?

He is determined to master the power of Xuanwu through practice.

He knows it's not an easy road, but he's willing to pay

Zhang Fan closed his eyes again, relaxed his whole body, and began to absorb this energy.

He felt as if his body was wrapped in an invisible force, warm and reassuring.

His cultivation improved by leaps and bounds at this moment, and he felt that he was one step closer to a breakthrough.

In the process of practicing, Zhang Fan's consciousness gradually blurred, and he seemed to be in a mysterious space.

Surrounded by a vast starry sky, the stars are shining with dazzling light.

He felt that his body was no longer a mortal body, but transformed into a huge basalt turtle.

His limbs turned into hard turtle shells, and a pair of huge turtle wings grew out of his back.

He can feel that he has infinite power, and can control the elements between heaven and earth, and control thunder, lightning, storms and fire.

In this mysterious space, Zhang Fan began to fight fiercely with other immortal cultivators.

They transformed into various mythical beasts and launched an earth-shattering battle.

Zhang Fan felt that his power was getting stronger and stronger. He could easily defeat his opponents and control the entire battle situation.

As the battle progressed, Zhang Fan gradually understood the true meaning of basalt stone.

It is not only a gem, but also a symbol of the faith and strength of the immortal cultivators.

It represents tenacity and protection, and is the goal and motivation pursued by immortal cultivators.

When Zhang Fan woke up from practice, he found that he had returned to the real world.

He felt that his cultivation had made a qualitative leap, his body was stronger and his energy was more energetic.

He knew that all this was due to the power of basalt stone.

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