My Simulated Longevity

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Li Fan was walking in the Dao Dao Sect with thousands of thoughts in his mind.

There were lights and colorful decorations everywhere inside the mountain gate, which finally diluted the gloomy atmosphere caused by many disasters.

Occasionally, when disciples in the sect met Li Fan, they would stop and bow.

Li Fan also nodded in response.

As the head Taoist monk, Li Fan has obtained what ordinary monks dream of throughout their lives, almost inexhaustible cultivation resources, and respect that must be pretended even if it is not necessarily true.

But at this moment, Li Fan had already made up his mind. Find an opportunity to escape from the Dao Sect as soon as possible.

"Senior Sister Zhao has just been promoted to head of the sect and is busy dealing with all matters within the sect. Representatives from other sects also come to congratulate her from time to time, and she also wants to take time to meet with her."

"This is the busiest time for her, so she neglected me."

"If you miss this opportunity, wait until she recovers..."

Thinking of this, Li Fan immediately made up his mind.

Two days later, he quietly came to the sect's exit alone while no one was paying attention.

Looking back at the scenery inside the Daodao Sect, Li Fan suddenly remembered the figure of Senior Sister Zhao who had been with him day and night for more than a hundred years, and couldn't help but hesitate.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and flew out.

He galloped all the way east until he left the Dao Dao Sect's territory.

The inexplicable sense of crisis in Li Fan's heart finally slowly dissipated.

"My hunch was indeed correct!" he thought to himself.

While he was secretly congratulating himself for escaping, at this moment, Li Fan suddenly noticed two rays of light behind him, the latter coming first.

But in the blink of an eye, he landed in front of Li Fan, blocking his way.

"Where is my nephew's desire?" An old man with long eyebrows looked at Li Fan and asked with a smile.

"Uncle Dong, Uncle Jiang..." Li Fan's face instantly turned ugly.

These two are members of the seventeen Hedao elders of the Dao Dao Sect.

Apparently, his escape plan was discovered.

Even so, Li Fan was not ready to sit still and wait for death.

"Haha, I want to let the two elders know that although I feel honored that Senior Sister has been promoted to the head of the Sect, I am actually a little bit upset in my heart."

"Senior sister, she is now in a respected position, and her strength is increasing day by day. As the head Taoist monk, I only have the cultivation of god transformation, so it is inevitable for others to gossip. The pressure in my heart is also very great."

Li Fan pretended to be very distressed and slowly approached the two of them: "There is a lot of waste in the sect, and the disciples all perform their duties. I am the only one who has nothing to do all day long. Actually..."

Without any warning, a chaotic gray light shot out from Li Fan's eyes, hitting the faces of the two elders Dong and Jiang.

It is the vicious magical power in the "Soul-Destroying Divine Art" practiced by Li Fan, [God-Destroying Soul-Destroying Light].

It can directly hurt the soul of a monk. Even if the opponent is a Hedao monk, Li Fan is confident that if the opponent is caught off guard, he will definitely suffer a big loss!

Without looking at the other party's reaction, he directly activated the [Illuminating God Escape Technique] and fled from this place quickly.

But at this time, Li Fan was shocked to find that the surrounding space had been completely blocked at some point.

Although the escape technique is fast, there is no use for it.

As for Dong and Jiang, they had already expected that Li Fan would make a sneak attack, and each held a treasured mirror in their arms to block the [God-Destroying Soul-Destroying Light]. ….

At the same time, they looked at Li Fan with sarcasm in their eyes.

"How the master treats his nephew is obvious to the whole sect. But his nephew is going to betray the sect..."

"If the leader knew about it, I really don't know how sad she would be."

Li Fan still wanted to struggle, but he was already captured by the two of them and couldn't move.

"My life is at stake!" Li Fan cried secretly in his heart.

When he was brought back to the sect, he did not see Senior Sister Zhao.

Instead, his cultivation was sealed and thrown into a secret room.

Although it is a secret room, it is actually no different from a prison cell.

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Originally, Li Fan thought that he would see Senior Sister Zhao soon, so he listed and organized many words in his mind, hoping to save his life by relying on his sharp tongue.

But what he didn't expect was that Senior Sister Zhao and even the entire Dao Sect seemed to have completely forgotten about him.

No one else ever came to visit.

In the claustrophobic space, there was nothing but Li Fan himself.

You can’t cultivate even if you practice. Whenever he wanted to concentrate on his practice, or think about and deduce magical powers, there would be a continuous stream of ridicule and ridicule from the surrounding walls.

It makes him restless and unable to concentrate.

Presumably this is also to prevent him from breaking the shackles of the seal.

At the beginning, Li Fan could still keep his composure. But as time went by, even with his temperament, he began to feel bored.

Later, I became a little irritable and angry.

Eventually going crazy.

Constantly knocking on the hard wall of the secret room with his flesh and blood body.

Of course, there is no use except turning yourself into a bloody mess.

Finally, Li Fan's eyes slowly became cloudy.

Sitting on the ground blankly, like a sculpture that has lost its soul.

I don’t know how long it has been since this day.

The door to the secret room, which had been sealed for a long time, suddenly opened.

For a long time, no one entered.

Li Fan seemed not to see it and had no reaction at all.

Just let the door open and turn a blind eye.

It took more than ten days for Li Fan's eyes to show some clarity.

He pushed himself up with difficulty, took trembling steps, and walked toward the exit.

But because he hadn't walked for a long time, his body was not used to it, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

Li Fan kept struggling, stood up again, and stepped out again.

As soon as he took a step, he fell again.

In this way, he fell and climbed all the way. When he returned to the outside world, he finally returned to normal.

The Dao Dao Sect in front of him seemed to be no different from what he remembered.

The disciples were wandering among the mountains, practicing.

It was even more lively than before.

only……

Very quiet.

The entire sect could not hear a single conversation or quarrel.

It was as if all the monks living there were mute.

Or...

They all have the same mind, and there is no need for low-level communication methods such as "speaking" to communicate.

They can understand each other's meanings without even using eyes or spiritual consciousness.

Li Fan staggered as he walked in the sect.

He had been trapped for who knows how many years, and he was already extremely filthy.

But everyone seemed to be invisible to him.

He carried out his original actions independently.

This feeling of being rejected everywhere corroded Li Fan's mind.

Finally, after searching all over the sect, I still couldn't find the target.

Li Fan couldn't help it.

"Sister!"

"Senior sister, where are you?!"

After thinking for a long time, he finally remembered how to speak.

Then he roared in a hoarse voice.

The sound is getting louder and louder.

Spread throughout the entire Dao Sect.

Then, all the monks in the avenue looked at him.

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