my simulation longevity

Chapter 208

Chapter 208

"You're still too young. Even with my secret help, it's hard to bear the impact of such a huge amount of information."

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

He took out a [Spiritual Enlightenment Fruit] from the storage ring and gave it to him.

Then use spiritual energy to help him refine.

Soon, Ye Feipeng's face relaxed.

Li Fan stroked his head with his hands, and the Yunshui Fantasy Art was activated again, carefully carving Ye Feipeng's "past life" memory.

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

He wrote down a prescription and ordered his servants to fetch it.

While taking a hot bath, he was making plans for his rise in this world.

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

"With the help of the Xuanhuang Heart Purifying 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 work."

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

In Ye Feipeng's memory, about half a month later, a cultivator will come to Lijie by accident.

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

Regardless of the pleadings of the monarchs and ministers from Lijie, this immortal cultivator was about to leave.

The emperor suddenly remembered the bone and 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 that had been passed down since ancient times.

As long as the immortal master is willing to bring a group of people to the world of cultivating immortals, he will offer this rare treasure with both hands.

Perhaps because he was afraid of immortality, this immortal cultivator did not directly snatch it.

Instead, after some thought, he agreed.

But he has his own conditions.

Only children with spiritual talents go out, and the number should not be too many.

Therefore, this immortal cultivator personally selected ten children from among the descendants of the powerful and powerful in Dali, and brought them back to the world of cultivating immortals.

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

But because of his lack of qualifications, he was not favored.

That's why I wasted ten years in this deviance for nothing.

"In my last life, when I was in the middle stage of Qi refining, I met Xiao Heng by chance. At that time, he was already in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and he was far ahead of me."

"On the road to practice, one step at a time, one step at a time."

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

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

"As long as you can jump out of the shackles of this side, you will be able to let the fish leap in the sea and let the birds fly in the sky."

Ye Feipeng's eyes were bare, he walked out of the barrel, closed his eyes and practiced the Xuanhuang Qingxin Mantra.

Perhaps it was the benefit of living a new life, he felt that the efficiency of getting rid of miasma in this life was much faster than that of the previous life.

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

This made Ye Feipeng even more happy.

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

A mortal without any miasma in his body would be too conspicuous.

It would be bad if it aroused the suspicion of the immortal master.

The current state is like a mortal who is born with rare miasma in his body.

It is just right to ensure that you are selected without attracting attention.

"To live a new life, you must be more careful." Ye Feipeng kept reminding himself.

Exactly as in memory, five days later, the cultivator came to the capital.

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

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

This made Ye Feipeng unavoidably a little nervous.

Fortunately, the immortal cultivator paused when his gaze swept over him, and finally chose him.

This made Ye Feipeng relieved, but also a little excited.

Before long, the rest of the children who were not selected all left.

Only the cultivator and Ye Feipeng and ten restless children were left in the huge square.

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

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

Ye Feipeng's heart skipped a beat.

In memory, the cultivation talent of this young girl from the Su family seems to be even more terrifying than Xiao Heng.

In the previous life, before she died, she had vaguely heard that she seemed to have achieved the Golden Core Realm.

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

When he came back, he looked happy.

As a result, there was another baby who was still in its infancy in the team.

Before setting off, the cultivator distributed the Xuanhuang Mantra of Purifying the Heart and supporting medicines, allowing them to practice on their own.

After flying in Dali for more than ten days, the flying boat finally broke through the immortal formation and came to the world of cultivating immortals.

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

Carefully guiding the aura into his body, Ye Feipeng officially transformed towards becoming a cultivator.

After an unknown amount of time, a roar of anger like a thunderbolt suddenly exploded in his ears.

Wake him up from practice.

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

The thunder-like sound kept echoing in his ears, Ye Feipeng was dizzy, and his heart skipped a beat.

A bad premonition suddenly surged.

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

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

"Stop talking nonsense! The laws of the Ten Thousand Immortals League, traitors, die!"

"boom!"

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

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

The loud noise of the collision of Taoist moves continued to come, and the air waves aroused continued to blow past like a hurricane.

The flying boat was suddenly fragile like duckweed in the wind, wobbling, as if it was about to fall at any moment.

All the outliers in the cabin, except Su Xiaomei who was still sleeping soundly, all woke up from their cultivation at this moment.

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

Moreover, they are all used to being held in the hands of rich and noble people, and they have never even seen mortals fighting.

Not to mention the scene of the immortal cultivators fighting in front of us.

All of them were pale, inexplicably panicked, and at a loss.

Only Ye Feipeng behaved better. Although he was shocked, he looked out of the flying boat.

I saw that these two monks seemed to be on par in strength, and the battle was fierce.

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

It makes it difficult to see the specific battle scene.

But judging from the aftermath of the fight, these two are at least at the foundation establishment stage.

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

"It was hit head-on by the foundation-building monk who suddenly appeared just now, and it was already damaged."

"Under the impact of the fighting between the two sides, it may be completely damaged at any time."

"In addition, the smuggling incident seems to have been brought to light."

"Stay here, you will die!"

Ye Feipeng forced himself to calm down, thinking quickly.

"I have operated this flying boat in my previous life. As long as there are no restrictions, any monk in the Qi refining period can pilot it."

Thinking of this, Ye Feipeng went straight to the bow of the boat, leaving only the children from the boundary looking at each other.

After all, it was Xiao Heng who was more alert and stepped forward to see if there was anything he could help.

Su Changyu was the eldest among these children.

But he hasn't even dispelled the miasma in his body, he is still just a mortal.

Knowing that he couldn't help much, he didn't join in the fun with the past.

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

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

Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, as if he was struggling.

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

"Oh, I understand. You want to control the flying boat and escape." Xiao Heng observed for a while and suddenly realized.

"Why doesn't it move?"

Ye Feipeng was disturbed when he heard it, his mind became weak, and he lost his strength and fell to the ground involuntarily.

"I'll try!"

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

"Isn't it easy?"

"Can you control a flying boat?"

The voices of two people sounded at the same time.

A trace of shock flashed across Ye Feipeng's face at first, and then a bit of jealousy inevitably surged up when he heard the words.

But now at the critical moment of life and death, I can't care about these things.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Ye Feipeng hurriedly urged: "Hurry up, drive the flying boat and get out of here."

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

Ye Feipeng suddenly said anxiously: "Choose any direction..."

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

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

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

The sea water is turbulent, which is particularly conspicuous.

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

"Now the Ten Thousand Immortals League is guarding the island. We can't go there. There seems to be an uninhabited island not long to the northwest of here."

"Go there first to avoid the limelight."

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

Hearing this, Xiao Heng staggered and steered the flying boat to escape from the battlefield.

And the two foundation-building cultivators seemed to be in the middle of a fierce battle, and they didn't notice the Lijie people who were quietly fleeing.

Ye Feipeng couldn't help feeling excited.

After flying for more than a day, I finally saw a small, jungle-covered island.

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

Xiao Heng has only just broken through to the Qi refining stage, and he is already a bit incapable of manipulating the flying boat for such a long time.

Seeing what Ye Feipeng said, he felt 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 to discuss the next matters.

"It's really unlucky to encounter this kind of thing when I just came to the world of cultivating immortals!" Xiao Heng sighed.

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

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

Everyone wailed and sighed, their little faces were full of tangles.

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

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

When night fell, soon fell into a deep sleep.

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 ray of light coming from the sky, and it came in an instant.

The target pointed directly at the airship under cover.

"Oops!" Ye Feipeng was startled.

Before he could take any action, the light of escape had already descended in front of him.

"Help me in quickly..."

The person who came was the immortal cultivator who took them out of the Li Boundary.

It's just that at this moment, his body is bloody and his breath is weak, as if he was seriously injured.

But he is a foundation cultivator after all.

Ye Feipeng didn't dare to do anything wrong, 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.

Then he twitched a few times and then stopped moving again.

"Senior!" Ye Feipeng exclaimed suddenly.

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

"Fan Li, a cultivator who established the foundation, has practiced Taoism for 160 years. He used the strange thing [Sadness Rod] to achieve the foundation of Taoism. Yu Cong Yunhai fought with others and died of serious injuries."

"Now the body dies and the dao disappears, and the dao is returned to the sky!"

The gorgeous scene is like fireworks, illuminating the sky.

Ye Feipeng was completely shocked by this sudden scene.

"died?"

He was stunned.

It never occurred to him that this cultivator named Fan Li managed to escape, but died in front of him.

An ordinary bamboo stick slowly precipitated beside him.

Looking at the body of the foundation-building cultivator, a bold idea suddenly appeared in Ye Feipeng's mind.

He held his breath and approached quietly.

When he came to the corpse, he remained still for a while.

After a while, he slowly squatted down, and quickly groped around the corpse with 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 Heng was looking at himself in shock as he was touching the corpse.

"Hush!" Ye Feipeng couldn't help making a silent gesture.

Xiao Heng also reacted at this time.

He leaned over and said quietly: "This immortal master, why did you die?"

"It's estimated that I lost both sides in the fight with that person 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 body.

"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.

　there will be another chapter later

(End of this chapter)