My Simulated Longevity

A sea of ​​clouds, an uninhabited island.

Sikong Yi and Bai Lichen carefully looked around and made sure no one was following them before entering the hidden cave they built themselves.

The place inside is not big and very simple.

But being in it, Sikong Yi felt extremely at ease.

The clone Baili Chen stood at the entrance, on guard.

The original Sikong Yi was relaxing, lying on the bed, thinking about future plans.

"If my prediction is correct, the vision in the center of the sea of ​​clouds should be a precursor to the appearance of the Yunshui Heavenly Palace."

"The "Cloud and Water Diagram" is in this ruins."

"One hundred thousand contribution points."

A trace of desire flashed in Sikong Yi's eyes.

However, immediately, there was some hesitation.

"There should be descendants of Yunshui Tiangong still alive. If I go there pretending to be a disciple, and I happen to be discovered by him..."

When he thought of this, Sikong Yi felt a little depressed.

Some time ago, the clone who was practicing "Dinghai Divine Sword" suddenly sensed that there was another person practicing this skill somewhere in Cong Yunhai.

You must know that this golden elixir technique was obtained from the remains of the disciples of Yunshui Tiangong.

In today's world, no one should know except him.

But this happened.

His first reaction at that time was that there were still descendants alive in Yunshui Tiangong.

Originally, he wanted to follow the induction, but he checked one or two.

Unexpectedly, the closer he got to the target location, the more uneasy he felt.

If you go, there is only a dead end!

Sikong Yi, who came to such a conclusion, was so frightened that he immediately ran away.

Think about it, with thousands of years of inheritance and heritage, how can a young monk like him in the Qi Refining Stage compete with it?

After luckily escaping back, Sikong Yi couldn't sleep or eat well, fearing that the other party would follow the induction of his fellow practitioners' skills and come to his door.

"Although the golden elixir technique is precious, it is nothing compared to a small life."

After much hesitation, he temporarily removed the skills of Dinghai Shenjian, leaving only pure cultivation in his dantian.

Affected by this, the clone's combat power dropped significantly.

During this time, he acted more cautiously.

Don't go out unless necessary, and try to stay in the Tianxuan Mirror and this secret cave.

But now, as the day for the opening of Yunshui Heavenly Palace gradually approaches, his mind is slowly becoming more active.

"One hundred thousand contribution points, one hundred thousand contribution points..."

He kept murmuring in a low voice, and slowly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

"That Taiyi old turtle is unconscious. I will rush to him as soon as possible. Then I will rebuild the "Dinghai Divine Sword", pretend to be a disciple of Yunshui Tiangong, and deceive the Yunshui Tulu away."

"After leaving the Yunshui Heavenly Palace, quickly transform into cultivation and go to the Tianxuan Mirror to receive the reward. In this way, even if the successor notices something is wrong and wants to find me, it should be too late."

"The only thing I have to do is be faster than him."

"Wealth is found in danger!"

Having made up his mind, Sikong Yi let out a long sigh of relief and was about to take a good night's sleep to recuperate before the adventure.

But suddenly he noticed some movement coming from the door of the cave.

Sikong Yi's expression suddenly changed, he quickly stood up and came to the entrance.

Be on high alert with your clone.

"Is Fellow Taoist Baili here?"

One sentence made Sikong Yi's heart rise to his throat.

"Who is it? How does he know my identity? And also knows about this cave?"

In an instant, many figures appeared in Sikong Yi's mind.

But he rejected them one by one.

Narrowing their eyes, Sikong Yi and Bai Lichen did not answer. Instead, he took out the magic weapon from the storage ring and secretly gathered strength.

Seeing no response, the voice outside said again: "Haha, fellow Taoist Baili, don't worry, I don't mean any harm."

"This uninvited visit is actually just for Yunshui Tulu's 100,000 contribution points."

When Sikong Yi heard this, his heart was so shaken that he almost couldn't hold the magic weapon in his hand and fell out of his hand.

His expression kept changing, and after thinking for a long time, he finally spoke.

Controlling the clone, he deliberately asked in a hoarse voice: "What do you mean?"

The other party smiled: "Fellow Daoist Baili, don't pretend to be ignorant because of your cleverness. Do you really think that no one else in the world knows the basics of [Dinghai Shenjian] except you?"

After finally confirming that the other party was not being cryptic, Sikong Yi remained silent for a long time and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want to do? That's what I said." The other party smiled, "Of course I want to get a share of the pie. Who wouldn't be jealous of a hundred thousand contribution points?"

After learning the other party's purpose, Sikong Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

After thinking for a long time, I finally opened the entrance barrier, and the original and the clone walked out together, back to back.

The person blocking the cave was a middle-aged monk with an unattractive appearance.

He had a goatee on his chin and a thin face.

"Don't be so nervous, I don't mean any harm. I'm Han Wuyou!" The middle-aged monk cupped his hands and said with a slight smile.

"Speak directly if you have anything to say!" Sikong Yi saw that the other party was only in the late stage of Qi refining, and instantly became less nervous.

After the three of them had a confrontation and exchange, Sikong Yi found out the whole story.

It turned out to be the Dinghai Divine Sword that his clone had used in a fight with someone before, and happened to be caught in the dark by this person.

Although Han Wuyou's cultivation level is not high, he is knowledgeable and has read many classics.

He actually recognized this technique as coming from Yunshui Tiangong.

Recently, the unusual scene in the center of the sea of ​​clouds also attracted his attention.

After going to the field to observe for a while, he guessed that this was a sign that Yunshui Tiangong was about to appear.

Think again of the mission with a 100,000 contribution reward.

So he believed that Bai Lichen, who had the inheritance of Yunshui Tiangong, would definitely be able to obtain the Yunshui Diagram from the ruins.

Then he followed secretly all the way and visited quietly.

"It's my own ability to obtain the Cloud and Water Diagram. Why should I share a piece of the pie with you?" Sikong Yi said angrily.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, you are joking. You don't want everyone in Cong Yunhai to know about your inheritance from the ancient sect." Han Wuyou touched his beard, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Sikong Yi felt a murderous intention in his heart. At this moment, he heard the other party say: "However, I will not take Taoist friend's favor in vain."

"You have a way to get rich, and I have my ladder to heaven."

"If you give me one hundred thousand contribution points, then I will have a clear path to share with fellow Taoists."

"The three of you and I working together, one hundred thousand contribution points, is just the starting point!"

Sikong Yi's heart moved: "Speak clearly!"

Han Wuyou smiled slightly and said: "You and I are of humble strength. Even if we get 100,000 contribution points, it will be all in vain and will be used up very quickly. Is that right?"

Sikong Yi thought for a while, nodded and said: "The speed of earning contribution points during the Qi Refining Stage is indeed very slow. But when I break through the Foundation Building Stage..."

Han Wuyou waved his hand: "So what about the foundation building period? There are still few foundation building monks in Cong Yunhai? Aren't you struggling every day for that pitiful contribution? With one hundred thousand contribution points, even if the foundation building monks don't eat or drink , if you want to accumulate it, it will take more than ten or twenty years."

"Then what can you do?" Sikong Yi said somewhat dissatisfied.

Han Wuyou raised his head slightly, with a proud look on his face: "Have you ever heard of Master Li Fan?"

Sikong Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his body shook violently: "You mean, that ancient Tianji Sect monk who is very good at deduction and is extremely wealthy?"

Han Wuyou nodded and said proudly: "Not bad! Master Li and I..."

After a pause, Han Wuyou continued: "My friends, He Zhenghao and Senior He, we have some friendship!"

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