my simulation longevity

Chapter 891

An ordinary wooden sword stuck straight on the ground.

It is no different from what Li Fan saw in the Heavenly Sword Sect in the Fallen Immortal Realm.

It seems that the passage of time has lost its effect on it.

It's been the same for thousands of years.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Fan even had an illusion that what he saw in the Fallen Wonderland was this wooden sword.

"I don't know how that kid Shuo Feng took the wooden sword away."

Li Fan also saw some clues now.

There are tens of thousands of broken swords here, with [Sword] as the core, faintly forming an array.

If you want to forcibly take away this wonder of the sky, you will not only have to face the resistance of the [Sword].

And be attacked by all the swords here.

Even with Li Fan's current cultivation, he can barely do it.It will definitely cause great commotion and attract the attention of the Ten Thousand Immortals League.

"It's the right way to let his heart and soul willingly follow him."

"pity……"

Li Fan tried to convey his wish, but Mu Jian ignored it at all.

Fortunately, Li Fan didn't really want to take it away.

After taking out an Enlightenment Pill and taking it, Li Fan sat on the ground, feeling the charm of the sword on the wooden sword.

At this time, Li Fan's position was the closest to the wooden sword among all the remaining swords in Jianzhong.

Ignoring the faint hostility coming from these swords, Li Fan just pondered seriously.

With the help of Dao Enlightenment Pill, and Li Fan's comprehension is not bad, and he had comprehended it in the Fallen Wonderland for a while before.

In an instant, many pictures kept appearing in his mind.

"what?"

"It seems that the wooden sword itself has undergone some changes after thousands of years."

"Compared to what I saw in the Fallen Wonderland, it's even more..."

Li Fan thought for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe it.

Let's talk about perfection, the [Sword] originally condensed by Mr. Bai is the transformation of the sword in the Xuanhuang Realm, and it is perfect.

Let's say it's stronger, the two are just different in nature.A wooden sword thousands of years ago may not be weaker than the current one.

"It should be said that with the changes in the heavens in the Xuanhuang Realm, the wonders of the heavens have also changed accordingly."

"In general, the one in front of me is more capable of exerting greater combat power in today's Xuanhuang Realm."

Li Fan seemed to realize something.

While Li Fan was in the sword mound, he was trying his best to understand the true meaning of Xuanhuang swordsmanship, trying to reproduce Mr. Bai's amazing feat fabricated by bare hands.

Cong Yunhai, Haixuan Island.

A monk named Yan Longjiang quietly found Ji Shaoli, the clone.

Seeing the other party's hesitant expression, Ji Shaoli smiled: "Yan Daoyou, you have something to say, you are also the veteran of our Cong Yunhai Mutual Aid. Today, our Mutual Aid Association can reach its current scale, and we cannot do without you Try your best to promote it."

Only then did Yan Longjiang lower his voice a little nervously, and said, "When the six of us were the first to join the Mutual Aid Association, Fellow Daoist Ji promised to provide each of us with the necessary cave to be promoted to Nascent Soul..."

"I don't know if it still counts..."

Yan Longjiang swallowed, and said anxiously.

It's not to blame him for his attitude, after all, mutual aid is different now.In just a few years, the development has become intricate.Many members have already gone to the inland of Xianmeng to serve, and the future is bright.

And Ji Shaoli himself is even more mysterious, and even the monks of Hedao are respectful in front of him.

If he didn't agree, Yan Longjiang would definitely not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Yan Longjiang didn't expect that Ji Shaoli spoke better than he imagined.

"Haha, what are you talking about, Fellow Daoist Yan? I, Ji, always say the same thing when I speak. It's just a small hole in the sky. How can I be reluctant to reward those who have made meritorious deeds in the meeting?" Ji Shaoli patted Yan Longjiang on the shoulder and told him peace of mind.

Then he asked: "Friend Daoist Yan, what method do you practice, and what type of cave do you want?"

In fact, Ji Shaoli had already figured out the other party's situation, but he still asked.

Yan Longjiang was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly replied: "The one I am practicing is "The True Art of the Seven Demons Controlling the Wind". As for the cave..."

"Don't dare to ask for extravagance, as long as it is a little wider."

Yan Longjiang whispered.

Ji Shaoli nodded slightly, and after a while, a suitable target appeared in his mind.

Without further ado, Ji Shaoli took Yan Longjiang to his destination quietly.

In Juchaozhou, Ji Shaoli was his protector.

In just seven days, Yan Longjiang successfully devoured the 【George Cave Sky】.

Suppressing the fluctuating aura in his body, Yan Longjiang saluted Ji Shaoli respectfully.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for completeness."

"There is no way to repay this kindness, and I will die for the Mutual Aid Association in the future!"

Ji Shaoli waved his hand: "There are too many people here, let's go back first."

Not long after the two left.

A middle-aged monk in a blue robe slowly wandered to the vicinity of Gaefeng Cave.

After checking left and right, it was confirmed that there was no one around.

He made a tactic with both hands, intending to enter the cave.

Unexpectedly, there was no reaction at all.

The complexion of the middle-aged monk changed drastically, and those who didn't believe in evil repeated the formula again.

The result remains the same.

Now he panicked completely.

Take out a talisman, after the announcement.

Not long after, another burly monk in black came here.

The black-clothed monk hides his appearance, and the aura exuding from his body is already in the realm of transforming gods.

After he inspected it, his complexion was extremely ugly.

"This Gale Cave, was stolen!"

The middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi was full of disbelief: "What? The cave is gone?"

He stared blankly ahead: "Who is so bold!"

The murderous intent in the black-clothed monk's eyes couldn't be suppressed at all: "Hehe, our Xiang family has always been the only one who takes other people's things. It's good now, we're being bullied to the bone!"

"Check! Check it out! I want to see who is so arrogant!"

The Xiang family's response was very quick.

In just half a cup of tea, five or six monks arrived at the scene of the crime.

After casting spells for a while, he saw two vague figures.

"It's a pity that the other party is not a good stubble either. It was covered up with a secret method, and it can only be restored to this."

Among the few people who investigated, the white-haired man who led said with some regret.

"Can you track the track?"

"It hasn't been long, so it should be fine." The white-haired man nodded.

As he spoke, he took out a golden square compass and threw it in the air.

Then two shallow silver trails appeared in front of everyone.

"Look at this direction, it is leading to the City of Gathering Tide."

"Hmph, you're actually an insider of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance?" The black-clothed monk of the Xiang family gritted his teeth and sneered.

"I'm afraid they are monks from other states, not our local monks from Juchao. I just don't know how the information about Liefeng Cave was leaked here." The white-haired man's tone was a little puzzled.

"Speaking of which, have you ever heard of one thing?"

"Ok?"

"Not long ago, the miasma broke out inexplicably, and after it subsided, Xianmeng sent people to investigate underground in Qiling Prefecture. They found that there were traces of the activities of the soul of heaven and earth there. But it suddenly disappeared." The white-haired man said. audio channel.

"What do you mean?" The monk in black narrowed his eyes.

"The disappearing soul of heaven and earth was originally repairing the underground cavity in Qiling Prefecture. It is precisely because of his disappearance that the outbreak of immortal miasma occurred."

(End of this chapter)