My Longevity Simulation Chapter 206

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"I'm still too young. Even with my secret help, I can't bear the shock of such a huge amount of information."

Li Fan looked at Ye Feipeng, who was still in a coma with a painful expression on his face, and thought to himself.

Take out a [Enlightenment Fruit] from the storage ring and give it to him.

Then use the aura to help him refine it.

Soon, Ye Feipeng's face relaxed.

Li Fan stroked his head with his hand, and the Yunshui Dreaming Art was activated again, carefully pondering Ye Feipeng's "previous life" memory.

When Ye Feipeng woke up again the next day covered in sweat, his expression became much calmer.

He wrote down a prescription and ordered someone to grab it.

While taking a hot bath, he was planning for his own rise in this world.

Compared to yesterday's messy thoughts, today's mind is obviously much clearer.

"With the help of the Xuanhuang Qingxin mantra and the prescription, I should be able to get rid of the miasma in my body by myself."

"But you can't practice without spiritual energy, which is equivalent to useless effort."

"We must not wait ten years. We must seize this opportunity and leave here early."

In Ye Feipeng's memory, about half a month later, an immortal cultivator will leave the world by chance.

This immortal cultivator is not the one who has always cooperated with Da Li, so he is not willing to take risks and help Da Li's subjects smuggle.

Ignoring the pleadings of the monarchs and ministers from the realm, the immortal cultivator was about to leave.

The emperor suddenly remembered the white bone jade hand that fell in the palace not long ago.

So the living horse was treated as a dead horse doctor, and the emperor claimed that Dali had a rare treasure passed down from ancient times.

As long as the immortal master is willing to bring a group of people to the world of immortality, he will present this exotic treasure with both hands.

Perhaps because of the fear of immortal miasma, the immortal cultivator did not directly **** it.

But after some thought, he agreed.

But he has his own conditions.

Only children with spiritual talent go out, and the number should not be too large.

So, the immortal cultivator personally selected ten children from the descendants of the dignitaries in Dali and brought them back to the immortal world.

Ye Feipeng remembered that among them were Xiao Heng of the Xiao family, Su Changyu of the Su family and others.

And because of his lack of qualifications, he was not seen.

That's why I wasted ten years here in vain.

"In the last life, when I was in the middle stage of Qi refining, I once met Xiao Heng by chance. At that time, he was already in the middle stage of foundation building, and he surpassed me by too much."

"The road of cultivation, one step is fast, one step is fast."

"Ten years of wasted time lead to completely different achievements in the future."

"This life, it will definitely not be like this."

"As long as you can get out of the shackles of this square, the sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds fly."

Ye Feipeng's eyes were full of light, he walked out of the wooden barrel, closed his eyes and practiced the Xuanhuang Qing Heart Mantra.

Perhaps it was the benefit of reliving his first life. He felt that the efficiency of removing the miasma from the body in this life was much faster than that in the previous life.

It only took more than ten days to get rid of the miasma.

This made Ye Feipeng more and more happy.

However, in the next few days, Ye Feipeng stopped the process of removing the miasma.

A mortal who has no miasma in his body is too conspicuous.

If it arouses the suspicion of the Immortal Master, it will be bad.

At present, this state is like a mortal who is born with immortals and mortal miasma.

It can ensure that he is selected, but also does not attract attention, the degree is just right.

"Being alive again, you have to be more careful." Ye Feipeng kept reminding himself in his heart.

Just like what he remembered, five days later, the immortal cultivator came to the capital.

After another half day, Ye Feipeng came to the square with thousands of ignorant children to accept the selection of the immortal cultivator.

Even if it is a reborn person, the future destiny is still in the hands of others at this time.

This made Ye Feipeng a little nervous.

Fortunately, the immortal cultivator paused when his eyes swept over him, and finally selected him.

This made Ye Feipeng relieved and a little excited.

It didn't take long for the rest of the children who were not selected to leave.

In the huge square, there were only ten restless children, including the cultivator and Ye Feipeng.

The cultivator called out a flying boat and was about to take them away.

At this time, Su Changyu suddenly shouted: "Please save my sister, Immortal Master!"

Ye Feipeng moved in his heart.

In my memory, this little girl from the Su family seemed to have more terrifying talent than Xiao Heng.

In the last life, before she died, she had vaguely heard that she seemed to have achieved the realm of golden elixir.

Although the immortal cultivator was a little impatient, he still went to Su Mansion.

When he came back, he looked happy.

So there was another baby who was still in swaddling in the crowd.

Before leaving, the cultivator distributed the Xuanhuang Qingxin mantra and supporting medicines to let them practice on their own.

After flying for more than ten days in Da Li, Feizhou finally broke through the Great Immortal Formation and came to the Xiuxian Realm.

Feeling the strong spiritual energy around him, Ye Feipeng immediately fell into a deep intoxication.

Carefully guiding the spiritual energy into the body, Ye Feipeng officially transformed towards becoming a cultivator.

After an unknown amount of time, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded in his ear.

Wake him up from his practice.

"Cultivator He Fang, dare to help mortals smuggle in!"

The thunder-like sound kept echoing in his ears, and while Ye Feipeng was dizzy, his heart jumped.

A bad premonition suddenly surged up.

"Fellow Daoist, please listen to my explanation..." The immortal cultivator who took them away hurriedly explained.

However, the other party seemed to have no intention of showing mercy at all.

"Stop talking nonsense! The Ten Thousand Immortals League's decree, the traitor, die!"

"boom!"

With the indifferent voice of the other party, Ye Feipeng only felt that the flying boat he was in seemed to be hit by something, and it shook violently.

"It's really deceiving! If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have that ability!"

The loud noise of the collision of Dao Fa moves kept coming, and the aroused air waves kept blowing like a hurricane.

The flying boat was suddenly fragile like duckweed in the wind, swaying and seemed to fall at any time.

Except for Su Xiaomei who still slept soundly, the rest of the people in the cabin woke up from the practice.

Although they have some aptitude for cultivating immortals, they are only ten-year-old children after all.

And they are all used by rich people to hold it in their hands, and they have never even seen mortals fight.

Not to mention the scene where the immortal cultivators are merging together.

All were pale, panicked, and at a loss.

Only Ye Feipeng performed better. Although he was not confused, he looked out of the flying boat.

I saw that these two cultivators seemed to be in equal strength, and the battle was fierce.

The momentum is huge, and the brilliance is all over the sky.

Makes it difficult to see the specific battle scene.

But judging from the aftermath of the fight, these two were at least in the Foundation Establishment period.

"The flying boat under your feet is not a powerful magic weapon."

"I was hit head-on by that sudden foundation-building cultivator just now, and it's already badly damaged."

"Now, under the impact of the war between the two sides, it may be completely damaged at any time."

"In addition, the smuggling seems to have been exposed."

"Stay here, there is a dead end!"

Ye Feipeng forced himself to calm down and thought quickly.

"This flying boat, I have also manipulated it in the last life. As long as there is no restriction, any cultivator in the Qi refining period can drive it."

Thinking of this, Ye Feipeng went straight to the bow of the boat, leaving only the children from the world who looked at each other in dismay.

After all, Xiao Heng was a little more alert and followed suit to see if there was anything he could help.

Su Changyu was the eldest of these children.

However, he hadn't even dispelled the miasma in his body, he was just a mortal.

Knowing that I can't help myself, I didn't join in the fun.

Just taking care of Su Xiaomei, at the same time, to appease everyone's emotions.

"Fatty, what are you doing?" Xiao Heng walked into the bow and saw Ye Feipeng touching the void in front of him with both hands.

There were beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, and he seemed to be extremely exhausted.

Ye Feipeng didn't answer, just tried his best to control the flying boat under his feet.

"Oh, I see. You want to control the flying boat and then run away." Xiao Heng observed for a while, then suddenly realized.

"Why doesn't it move?"

Ye Feipeng was distraught when he heard this, his mind was weak for a while, and he could not help but fall to the ground.

"I'll try!"

Ye Feipeng was about to scold Xiao Heng for venting his anger, but he suddenly noticed the flying boat under him and trembled slightly.

"Isn't it easy?"

"Can you control the flying boat?"

The two voices rang out at the same time.

A trace of shock flashed across Ye Feipeng's face at first, and then a bit of jealousy inevitably surged upon hearing this.

But now, at the juncture of life and death, it is impossible to care about this.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Ye Feipeng hurriedly urged: "Quick, get out of here with the flying boat."

Xiao Heng's innocent voice came: "Where are you fleeing! The surroundings are the same, and you can't tell the direction at all!"

Ye Feipeng said in a hurry: "Just choose any direction..."

Before he finished speaking, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

As if thinking of something, Ye Feipeng looked out of the flying boat, carefully discerning the surrounding scenery.

On the sea not far away, there are nine vortices of different sizes.

The turbulent sea water is particularly conspicuous.

"This sea area seems to have been here when I tried to return to Departure in my last life."

"Now the Ten Thousand Immortals League guards the island and cannot go there. Not long to the northwest of this place, there seems to be an uninhabited island."

"Let's go there first to avoid the limelight."

Immediately, he quickly identified the direction, pointed at Xiao Heng and said, "Quick, fly there!"

When Xiao Heng heard the words, he immediately staggered and controlled the flying boat to escape from the battlefield.

And the two foundation-building cultivators seemed to be fighting fiercely, and they didn't notice the people who escaped quietly.

Ye Feipeng couldn't help but feel excited.

After flying for more than a day, I finally saw a small island with dense jungle.

"When you arrive, fly into the woods and hide first." Ye Feipeng greeted quickly.

Xiao Heng had only just broken through to the Qi Refining stage, and he was already a little out of control for the flying boat that had been in operation for so long.

Seeing Ye Feipeng say this, he was relieved and carefully landed the flying boat in the jungle.

Ye Feipeng asked everyone to pick some branches and leaves and put them on the surface of the flying boat as a cover.

Then the group returned to the cabin and discussed the next matters.

"It's really unfortunate to encounter such a thing when I first came to the Xiuxian world!" Xiao Heng sighed.

"It's good to survive. Didn't you hear that our smuggling was discovered." Another child who was about the same age as Xiao Heng said.

Ye Feipeng said: "Now we can only hide on this island for a while. When the storm passes, we will try to get out of here."

Everyone sighed and sighed, and their faces were full of entanglements.

"That's the only way. Fortunately, there are water sources and fruit trees on this island. For a while, you don't have to worry about food." Su Changyu sighed.

The future is uncertain, and everyone's mood is not very good.

When night came, he soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Ye Feipeng suddenly felt something in his heart and woke up from his sleep.

He quietly came to the outside of the flying boat, only to see a flash of light coming from the horizon, and it came in an instant.

The target pointed directly at the flying boat under cover.

"Crap!" Ye Feipeng was shocked.

Before he could act, the light of escape had already descended upon him.

"Hurry me in..."

The person who came was the immortal cultivator who took them away from the world.

It's just that at this moment, his body is like a lake of flesh and blood, his breath is weak, and he seems to be seriously injured.

However, he is a Foundation Establishment monk after all.

Ye Feipeng didn't dare to make trouble, he responded and was about to step forward to help.

But he saw the other party suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell forward to the ground.

After a few twitches, he stopped moving.

"Senior!" Ye Feipeng suddenly exclaimed.

At this moment, the sky above his head, a vision suddenly appeared.

"Fan Li, a cultivator of foundation building, has been practicing Taoism for one hundred and sixty-five years. He achieved the foundation of Taoism with the strange object [Secret Staff]. Yu Cong Yunhai fought with people and died of serious injuries."

"Now that the body is dead, the Tao is gone, and the Tao is still in the sky!"

The gorgeous scene is like fireworks, illuminating the sky.

Ye Feipeng was completely shocked by this sudden scene.

"died?"

He was stunned.

I never thought that this cultivator named Fan Li managed to escape, but he actually died in front of him.

An ordinary bamboo stick slowly emerged beside him.

Looking at the corpse of the Foundation Establishment cultivator, a bold idea suddenly appeared in Ye Feipeng's mind.

He held his breath and quietly approached.

When he came to the body, he remained motionless for a while.

After a while, he slowly crouched down, and quickly groped on the corpse by the light of the fireworks above his head.

"What are you doing!"

In the quiet night, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Ye Feipeng was taken aback and almost fell to the ground.

Looking back, he saw Xiao Hengzheng looking at himself, who was touching the corpse, with a shocked expression on his face.

"Shh!" Ye Feipeng couldn't help making a mute gesture.

Xiao Heng also reacted at this time.

He leaned over and said quietly, "Why did this Immortal Master die?"

"It's estimated that I lost both sides of the fight with the man just now. I finally flew here, and I couldn't hold on any longer. I just died." Ye Feipeng replied casually, and continued to search for the corpse.

"Why don't you even have a storage ring?" After searching for a long time, I couldn't find what I wanted.

Ye Feipeng couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

"Storage ring? Is it this?" Xiao Heng picked up a ring from the ground and asked involuntarily.

Chapter end