my simulation longevity

Chapter 483

Cong Yunhai, an uninhabited island.

Sikongyi and Bailichen looked around cautiously, and after making sure that no one was following them, they entered the hidden cave they built.

The place inside is not big, and it is also very simple.

But in it, Si Kongyi felt extremely at ease.

The clone, Bailichen, stood at the entrance, on guard.

The main body, Si Kongyi, was completely relaxed, lying on the bed, thinking about future plans.

"If my predictions are correct, the vision in the center of the sea of ​​clouds should be the harbinger of the emergence of the Yunshui Tiangong."

"The "Cloud and Water Tulu" is in this ruin."

"One hundred thousand contribution points."

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

However, immediately, a little hesitation emerged.

"Yunshui Tiangong, there should still be descendants alive. If I go there pretending to be a disciple, it happens to be discovered by him..."

Thinking of this, Si Kongyi felt a little depressed.

Some time ago, the clone who practiced "Sword of Dinghai" suddenly sensed that there was another person practicing this skill at a certain position in Cong Yunhai.

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

In today's world, apart from him, no one should know about it.

But this kind of thing happened.

At that time, his first reaction was that Yunshui Tiangong still has descendants alive.

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

Unexpectedly, the closer to the target location, the more intense the uneasiness in my heart.

Go, there is only one dead end!
Having come to such a conclusion, Si Kongyi immediately ran away in fright.

Thinking about it, how could his little Qi refining period monk be able to match the thousands of years of inheritance?

After escaping back by chance, Si Kongyi couldn't sleep or eat, for fear that the other party would follow the induction of the fellow practitioner's technique and come to him.

"Although the Jindan technique is precious, it is nothing compared to Xiaoming."

After hesitating again and again, he temporarily removed the cultivation technique of the Dinghai Divine Sword, leaving only the pure cultivation base, staying in the dantian.

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

He acted more and more cautiously during this time.

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

But now, as the opening day of Yunshui Tiangong is approaching, his mind is slowly becoming active.

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

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

"That Taiyi old tortoise is delirious. I will rush to him as soon as possible. Afterwards, I will rework the "Sword of Dinghai", pretend to be a disciple of Yunshui Tiangong, and deceive Yunshui Tulu."

"After leaving the Yunshui Tiangong, I will quickly lose my cultivation and go to the Tianxuan Mirror to receive the reward. In this way, even if the descendant finds something is wrong and wants to find me, it should be too late."

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

"Seek for wealth and danger!"

Si Kongyi, who had made up his mind, heaved a long sigh of relief, and was about to take a good night's sleep, as a way to recharge his batteries before the adventure.

Suddenly, he noticed some movement from the entrance of the cave.

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

Stand on high alert with your avatar.

"Fellow Daoist Baili is here?"

In one sentence, Si Kongyi's heart rose to his throat.

"Who is it? How could he know my identity? He also knows the cave here?"

In an instant, many figures appeared in Si Kongyi's mind.

But they were rejected by him one by one.

Squinting their eyes, Sikongyi and Bailichen didn't answer.Instead, he took out the magic weapon from the storage ring and secretly gathered strength.

Seeing that there was no response, the voice outside said again: "Hehe, fellow Daoist Baili, don't worry, I have no malicious intentions."

"This time I came here uninvited, but it's actually just for the [-] contribution points of Yunshui Tulu."

Hearing this, Sikong Yi's heart trembled violently, he almost lost the ability to hold the magic weapon in his hand and threw it out.

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

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

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

After finally confirming that the other party was not playing tricks, Si Kongyi was 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 you said." The other party smiled, "Naturally, I want to get a share of the pie. Who wouldn't be envious of a hundred thousand contribution points?"

Knowing the other party's purpose, Si Kongyi heaved a sigh of relief.

After thinking for a long time, I finally opened the entrance restriction, and the deity and the avatar walked out together, back to back.

Blocking outside the cave is 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 anything malicious. I'm going to Han Wuyou!" The middle-aged monk clasped his hands and said with a slight smile.

"Let's talk straight!" Seeing that the other party was only at the late stage of Qi refining, Si Kongyi felt less nervous in an instant.

After the three confronted each other, Si Kongyi knew the whole story.

It turned out that it was the Dinghai Divine Sword that he used to fight with others before his avatar, and it happened to be caught by this person secretly.

And although this Han Wuyou's cultivation level is not high, he has extensive knowledge and knowledge, and has read all kinds of classics.

He even recognized this technique, which came from Yunshui Tiangong.

Recently, the abnormal scene in the center of Congyunhai also caught his attention.

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

Reminiscent of the mission rewarded with [-] contribution points.

So he thought that Bailichen, who had the inheritance of the Yunshui Tiangong, would be sure to be able to obtain the Yunshui Tulu from the ruins.

Only then did he follow all the way secretly and visit quietly.

"It's my own ability to obtain the Cloud and Water Tulu. Why should I have a piece of the pie!" Si Kongyi said indignantly.

"Hehe, fellow daoist, you are joking. You don't want everyone to know about the fact that you have obtained the inheritance of the ancient sect." Han Wuyou stroked his beard, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Murderous intent gradually rose in Si Kongyi's heart, at this moment, he heard the other party say: "However, I won't take Daoyou's favor for nothing."

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

"If you give me [-] contribution points, then I also have a clear path to share with fellow Taoists."

"The three of you and I cooperate, and the contribution of [-] is just the starting point!"

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

Han Wuyou smiled slightly, and said: "You and I are humble, even if we get one hundred thousand contribution points, it's just sitting on the mountain, and it will be exhausted soon. Isn't that right?"

Sikong Yi thought for a while, nodded and said: "The speed of earning contribution during the Qi refining period is indeed very slow. But when I break through the foundation building period..."

Han Wuyou waved his hand: "So what about the foundation-building period? Cong Yunhai still has few foundation-building monks? Isn't it because of that pitiful contribution that he struggles every day? With a contribution of 20, even if the foundation-building monks don't eat or drink , it will take more than ten or twenty years to accumulate it.”

"Then what can you do!" Si Kongyi said somewhat dissatisfied.

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

Si Kongyi was slightly taken aback, and then his body shook violently: "You mean, that ancient Heavenly Mystery Sect monk who is very good at derivation and rich beyond compare?"

Han Wuyou nodded, and said proudly, "That's right! Master Li and I..."

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

(End of this chapter)