My Simulated Longevity

My Simulated Road to Immortality Text Volume Chapter 206 Fei Peng Cultivation of Immortality: "You are still too young. Even with my secret help, it is difficult to bear the impact of such a huge amount of information."

Li Fan looked at Ye Feipeng, who was still in pain, and thought to himself.

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

Then he used spiritual energy to help him refine it.

Soon, Ye Feipeng's expression relaxed.

Li Fan put his hand on his head and activated the Yunshui Dream Technique again, carefully carving out Ye Feipeng's "past life" memory.

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

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

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

Compared to the mess of thoughts yesterday, my mind is obviously much clearer today.

"With the help of the Xuanhuang Qingxin Mantra and the medicine, I should be able to get rid of the miasma in my body on my own."

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

"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 accidentally come to leave the world.

This immortal cultivator was not the one who had always cooperated with Dali, so he was unwilling to take risks and help Dali's subjects sneak across.

Regardless of the pleadings of the monarchs and ministers in Lijie, this 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, and the emperor claimed that Dali had a rare treasure that had been passed down from ancient times.

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

Perhaps because he was afraid of the miasma between immortals and mortals, the immortal cultivator did not directly snatch it.

But after thinking about it for a while, he agreed.

But he has his own conditions.

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

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

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

And because he was not qualified enough, he was not chosen.

That's why I wasted ten years in this alien world.

"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."

"The road to spiritual practice is fast, step by step."

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

"It will definitely not be like this in this life."

"As long as you can escape from the shackles of this place, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky will be high enough for birds to fly."

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

Perhaps it was the benefit of resurrecting his life. He felt that the efficiency of eliminating miasma in his body was much faster in this life than in the previous life.

It only took more than ten days to almost eliminate the miasma.

This made Ye Feipeng feel even more happy.

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

A mortal with no 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 just like a mortal with a rare innate immortality in his body.

It's just the right degree to ensure that you're selected while not attracting attention.

"When you relive your life, you must be more careful." Ye Feipeng kept reminding himself.

Just as he remembered, five days later, the immortal cultivator arrived in the capital.

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

Even if you are a reborn person, your future destiny is still in the hands of others.

This made Ye Feipeng become a little nervous.

Fortunately, when the immortal cultivator's eyes swept over him, he paused and finally selected him.

This made Ye Feipeng feel relieved and a little excited.

Not long after, all the other children who were not selected left.

Only the immortal cultivator and ten anxious children, including Ye Feipeng, were left in the huge square.

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

At this time, Su Changyu suddenly shouted: "Please immortal master, save my sister!"

Ye Feipeng's heart moved.

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

Before his death in his last life, he 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 I came back, I was happy.

So there was another infant baby in the crowd.

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

After flying in Dali for more than ten days, the flying boat finally broke through the immortal formation and arrived at the world of immortal cultivation.

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

Carefully guiding the spiritual energy into his body, Ye Feipeng officially transformed into an immortal cultivator.

I don't know how long it took, but a roar like thunder suddenly exploded in his ears.

Awakening him from his practice.

"What kind of monk dares to help mortals sneak across!"

The thunderous sound kept echoing in his ears. Ye Feipeng was dizzy and his heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly a bad premonition came over me.

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

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

"Stop talking nonsense! According to the law of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, traitors shall die!"

"boom!"

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

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

Loud sounds of collisions of Taoist moves continued to be heard, and the air waves aroused continued to blow like hurricanes.

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

Except for Su Xiaomei, who was still sleeping soundly, the rest of the Lijie people in the cabin had all woken up from their cultivation at this moment.

Although they have some aptitude for cultivating immortals, they are only teenagers after all.

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

Not to mention the scene of a fight between immortal cultivators before them.

All looked pale, inexplicably panicked, and at a loss.

Only Ye Feipeng performed better. Although he was frightened, he looked out of the flying boat.

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

The momentum is huge and the brilliance fills the sky.

It makes it difficult to see the specific battle scene clearly.

But judging from the aftermath of the fight, these two were at least in the foundation-building stage.

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

"It was hit head-on by the Foundation-Building Stage monk who suddenly appeared just now, and it's already badly damaged."

"Now, 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 exposed."

"Stay here and you will die!"

Ye Feipeng forced himself to calm down and thought quickly.

"I also controlled this flying boat in my previous life. As long as there are no restrictions, any monk in the Qi Refining Stage can pilot it."

Thinking of this, Ye Feipeng went straight to the bow of the ship, leaving only

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

Su Changyu is the eldest among these children.

However, the miasma in his body has not even been dispelled, and he is still just a mortal.

Knowing that he couldn't be of much help, he didn't go over to join in the fun.

Just take care of Su Xiaomei and calm everyone's emotions.

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

There were beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, as if he was struggling.

Ye Feipeng did not answer, but tried his best to control the flying boat under his feet.

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

"Why doesn't it move?"

Ye Feipeng was upset when he heard this, and felt weak in his mind. He couldn't help but lose strength and fell to the ground.

"I'll try!"

Ye Feipeng was about to yell at Xiao Heng to vent his anger, but suddenly he noticed that the flying boat beneath him was trembling slightly.

"Isn't it easy?"

"Can you control the flying boat?"

Two people's voices sounded at the same time.

Ye Feipeng's face first flashed with shock, and then he inevitably felt a little jealous after hearing this.

But now at the critical moment of life and death, he no longer cares about this.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Ye Feipeng quickly urged: "Quick, drive the flying boat and leave here."

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

Ye Feipeng suddenly said angrily: "Just choose any direction..."

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

As if thinking of something, Ye Feipeng suddenly looked outside the flying boat and carefully discerned the surrounding scenery.

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

The sea water is turbulent and particularly conspicuous.

"This sea area seems to have been here when I tried to return to the realm in my previous life."

"You can't go to the island guarded by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance now. There seems to be an uninhabited island not far northwest of here."

"Go there to avoid the limelight first."

He quickly identified the direction, pointed at Xiao Heng and said, "Quick, fly towards that direction!"

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

The two foundation-building monks seemed to be in the middle of a fierce battle, not noticing the people who were fleeing quietly.

Ye Feipeng couldn't help but feel excited.

After flying for more than a day, I finally saw an island of medium size and dense jungle.

"We're here, 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 somewhat incapable of operating the flying boat for such a long time.

Seeing Ye Feipeng say this, 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 of people returned to the cabin and discussed the next matters.

"It's really unlucky to encounter something like this when we first came to the world of immortality!" Xiao Heng sighed.

"It's good to be alive. Didn't you hear that our smuggling was discovered?" Another child 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 can think of ways to leave here."

Everyone lamented and sighed, their little faces full of tangles.

"That's all we can do. 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 is not in a good mood.

When night falls, I quickly fall asleep.

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

He quietly came outside the flying boat and saw a ray of light coming from the horizon and arriving in the blink of an eye.

The target is directly at Feizhou who is under cover.

"Oops!" Ye Feipeng was shocked.

Before he could make any move, the light had already arrived in front of him.

"Hurry and help me in..."

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

But at this moment, his body was covered in blood and flesh, his breath was weak, and he seemed to be seriously injured.

But he is a foundation-building monk after all.

Ye Feipeng didn't dare to make any mistakes, so 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.

"Senior!" Ye Feipeng suddenly exclaimed.

At this moment, a strange image suddenly appeared in the sky above our heads.

"Fan Li, the foundation-building monk, has been practicing Taoism for one hundred and sixty-five years. He established the foundation of Taoism with the strange object [Shenran Staff]. Yu Congyunhai fought with others and was seriously injured and died."

"Now that the body is dead and the Tao disappears, the Tao returns to heaven!"

The gorgeous scene is like fireworks, lighting up the sky.

Ye Feipeng was completely shocked by this sudden sight.

"died?"

He was stunned.

He never expected that this monk named Fan Li would die in front of him after finally escaping.

An ordinary bamboo stick slowly appeared beside him.

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

He held his breath and approached quietly.

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

After a while, he slowly squatted down and quickly started groping for the body with the light of the fireworks above his head.

"What are you doing!"

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

Ye Feipeng was startled and almost fell to the ground.

Looking back, he saw Xiao Heng looking at him who was touching the body with a shocked expression.

"Shh!" Ye Feipeng couldn't help but made a silent gesture.

Xiao Heng also reacted at this time.

He came over and said quietly: "Why is this immortal master dead?"

"I guess I fought hard with that person just now and both sides were injured. I finally flew here and couldn't hold on anymore. 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 but complained softly.

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

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There will be another chapter later