my simulation longevity

Chapter 519

Li Fan saw that the situation was not right, so he hurriedly followed.

I saw Senior Sister Zhao checking the status of the monks in front of me with a solemn expression from a distance away.

"Ahem..." This Daoist disciple's cultivation was stagnant at the Nascent Soul stage, but at this moment he was no different from a mortal who was about to die of illness, his eyes were empty, his consciousness was fuzzy, and his breath was like a wandering thread.

From time to time, there was a violent cough, as if the lungs were about to be coughed out.

There was even a trace of gray and defeated death faintly on his face, and he was extremely weak, not at all what a Nascent Soul cultivator should look like.

Li Fan felt his heart skip a beat.

Just now, this monk didn't seem to be so serious.Just after he spent a short time looking for Senior Sister Zhao, the situation has deteriorated a lot.

"Could it be some evil spell?"

Li Fan also squinted his eyes and began to size up.

"Cough... Daozi?" In a trance, the monk saw the two standing in front of him, subconsciously struggled to get up, and wanted to salute.

"It's okay, don't move around if you don't feel well, and have a good rest." Senior Sister Zhao stopped him and said softly.

"Hey..." This disciple of the Dao Sect has never seen such a gentle and approachable side of Senior Sister Zhao in this life.

In an instant, it was like returning to the light, and a little life was restored on the face.Staring at Senior Sister Zhao with eyes full of fascination, as if her soul had been taken away.

"Where did you go after you went down the mountain? What happened and who did you meet?" Senior Sister Zhao asked again.

Regardless of his dying body, the other party kept coughing and breathed out, and began to explain everything in detail for Senior Sister Zhao.

Slowly, his breath became weaker and weaker.

But looking at Senior Sister Zhao's eyes full of curiosity, he still insisted on talking intermittently.

Finally, when he finished speaking the last word, his breath suddenly disappeared.

It's just that the eyes are still not closed, staring at Senior Sister Zhao stubbornly and reluctantly.

"Let's go!" Senior Sister Zhao grabbed Li Fan and left quickly.

At the same time, he handed over a purple-gold elixir and told Li Fan to take it.

"Golden Fortune Purple Golden Pill?" Li Fan was taken aback.

This kind of elixir is the secret treasure of the Dao Sect, and generally speaking, only the strong ones at the longevity level can refine it.No matter how serious the injury is, as long as it doesn't die on the spot, it can recover in an instant after swallowing it.It is not an exaggeration to say that it is equivalent to a second life.

It is extremely rare, and there is not much stock in the entire Dao Sect.

At this moment, Senior Sister Zhao ate up such treasures without hesitation...

Li Fan immediately understood the seriousness of the matter, and immediately swallowed the Good Fortune Zijin Pill.

"Don't waste it, wrap it with spiritual power, and slowly absorb the power of the medicine." Senior Sister Zhao ordered, while constantly casting spells, building layers of barriers around the two.

"The cause of that disciple's death is still contagious? What kind of spell is so powerful? Is it aimed at our Dao Sect?" Li Fan couldn't help being a little shocked.

"Rather than a spell, it's more like a disease. A fatal disease that even monks can't avoid and escape." Senior Sister Zhao's face was more serious than ever.

She had never been so worried even when the great changes in the world and the world made it impossible for fellow practitioners to practice law that day.

"Its goal is not only our Dao Sect. It is to destroy all monks in the world... This matter must be reported as soon as possible!"

Li Fan suddenly lost his mind: "Could it be possible that it is the backlash of heaven and earth again?! Thieves, if you really want to kill them all, you will never succeed!"

"Cough...cough" When the two of them were galloping towards the main hall of the sect, Senior Sister Zhao's face suddenly turned pale.

Then he couldn't control it, and coughed lightly.

But soon, a purple-gold light emerged, and the paleness was slowly suppressed.The cough disappeared, and Senior Sister Zhao's complexion became rosy again.

"How could it happen so quickly? Senior Sister, you have the right cultivation base?" Li Fan felt unbelievable fear suddenly.

That's the case with He Dao, let alone his little cultivator of transforming spirits?
Immediately, he couldn't wait for the symptoms to appear on his body, so he first invoked a trace of the medicinal power of the Good Fortune Zijin Pill in his dantian, and circulated it all over his body as a protection.

Sure enough, not long after doing all this, he suddenly felt a little tired.

It was as if he had been fighting Senior Sister Zhao for seven days and seven nights, his whole body was so sore and his bones were about to fall apart.

His throat seemed to be cut by a knife, but his body was like a drowning mortal, eager to get out of the water and take a big breath.

Fortunately, the Good Fortune Zijin Pill really lived up to its reputation.

The purple gold pill was running, and the abnormality in the body disappeared in an instant.

"Hiss... this disease is so vicious!" As if walking before the gate of hell, Li Fan looked at Senior Sister Zhao with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I have your elixir. Follow in the footsteps!"

"Don't take it lightly, it's just temporarily suppressing the symptoms. The culprit that caused all this has not been eradicated. It is still hidden in our body." Senior Sister Zhao reminded at the right time.

As if confirming her words, soon, she couldn't restrain herself, and let out a slight cough.

Even though the illness was quickly resolved by the Fortune Zijin Pill, it made Li Fan's heart sink to the bottom.

They have miraculous medicines to protect their bodies, but they still cannot get rid of this unknown disease.How miserable will it be for those ordinary Daoist disciples and ordinary casual cultivators?
Simply unimaginable.

The two fought against the illness all the way, and soon came to the main hall of the sect.

Ji Changxi, the head of the Dao Sect who had been summoned by Senior Sister Zhao in advance, had already summoned all the elders to gather together.

Although Senior Sister Zhao has explained the horror of this disease in as much detail as possible, Ji Changxi and the elders of Dao Dao Sect have also paid enough attention to it.

but……

But not so much attention.

In their eyes, even if they are fellow monks, Senior Sister Zhao, a newcomer to the Dao with the help of the new method, obviously cannot be compared with their seniors who have been in the Dao for hundreds of years.

They have countless secrets, and all kinds of methods emerge in endlessly.This young Daozi will be injured by this unknown "disease", but they may not.

Besides, they thought they were well prepared.

Around the open space in the main hall, many restrictions have been placed and blocked layer by layer.

Also opened [Zhan Yuan Dao Chongzhen], which seems to be a short distance away, but in fact it has been separated by several worlds.

Incomparably safe and confident.

"You two, don't suppress the strange disease, and then each release a drop of your own blood." Ji Changxi ordered.

Li Fan and Senior Sister Zhao followed orders to do so.

Amid the soft coughing, two groups of blood droplets that seemed to exude an ominous atmosphere appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone watched from a distance, and the hall was silent for a while.

Suddenly, an imperceptible look of surprise flashed across Ji Changxi's face.

(End of this chapter)