My Simulated Longevity

When the monks heard Li Fan's words, they were collectively stunned at first, and then went into an uproar with mixed reactions.

Some looked disdainful and taunted loudly: "Where did this little Qi Refining monk come from, talking nonsense here?"

"That's right, you still want people to relax. Why don't you do it yourself?"

Some were thoughtful: "Does Fellow Taoist mean that the monster holding a wooden stick only targets monks and not mortals?"

"Although it sounds a bit unbelievable, it is not impossible. The scene here is very similar to the weirdness in the sect's ruins to a certain extent."

This statement resonated with many monks.

"Seeing that this green ox-drawn cart is about to enter the Yunshui Heavenly Palace, we don't have much time left. We can indeed give it a try."

"But that wooden stick is really powerful. Maybe it's because of our cultivation that we can save our lives. If we lose our skill and become a mortal, we might just be beaten to death with a stick."

"Hey, what this fellow Taoist said makes sense."

Everyone was talking about it, but for a while no one dared to step forward and give it a try.

After hesitating, a red-haired monk seemed a little unable to bear it. He yelled and looked at everyone in displeasure: "What's there to worry about? It's just a matter of practicing martial arts! Anyway, with the "Tai Shang Yuan Sutra" here, I can start practicing again soon. I'll do it!"

With that said, he flew down to the front of the thatched house. Then the "Tai Shang Original Sutra" started to operate, and in just a moment, all his cultivation was gone and he became a mortal.

Li Fan's heart moved, and Wu Xiang's murderous intention immediately locked onto him.

The red-haired monk was a little careless before, but now he couldn't help but become nervous when facing the tall and fierce monster in a mortal body.

He swallowed and moved forward bit by bit.

The eyes of everyone present were focused on him at this moment. For a moment, there was silence all around.

Slowly approaching the thatched house, the mouthless monster still turned a blind eye to him. The wooden stick monster stared at him for a long time, raising the wooden stick in his hand several times, but never brought it down.

Just like that, the red-haired man arrived at the door of the thatched house without any danger.

The faint sound of reading in the room suddenly stopped.

The door opened with a bang, and an old voice came from inside.

"come in!"

The red-haired man looked happy and strode into the house.

The door of the house was closed, and the two door gods were still watching eagerly outside.

The area around the green ox cart suddenly became as lively as a vegetable market.

"Really succeeded?!"

"This little Qi Refiner... no, no, no, this fellow Taoist is really smart. I don't know what to call him?"

"Damn it, give this Liu Zhi a head start. No, I have to use my power to get in too!"

Of course, many monks still kept calm: "Don't worry, let's wait until Liu Zhi comes out and see what kind of opportunity is in this thatched house."

"Yes, he is a mortal now anyway. He can't run away even if he wants to."

…

The surroundings were in chaos, but Li Fan frowned and stared at the thatched hut.

Because, at the moment Liu Zhi entered the house, the murderous intention that locked him was ineffective.

This situation has never happened since Li Fan realized this magical power.

There is no intention to kill, and it is used in false destiny. In every situation, there is no disadvantage.

And now...

The person in this thatched house may be quite a terrifying being.

Other monks did not have Li Fan's worries, and five more Qi Refining monks rushed into the thatched house.

As for the foundation-building monks, they are still cautiously on the sidelines.

Nothing changed in the thatched house, only the sound of reading that seemed unchanged for thousands of years echoed in everyone's hearts.

The sound seemed a little clearer than when I first heard it. But I still couldn't hear it clearly and couldn't distinguish the specific content.

Although the monks were anxious and unbearable, they could only choose to wait patiently.

the next morning.

Without anyone noticing, the six people who entered yesterday suddenly appeared in the open space outside the thatched house.

He was lying on the ground in a mess, but his breath was still there, and he seemed to have just fallen into a deep sleep.

"Wait a minute, didn't they all lose their cultivation and become mortals? How come they have all recovered their cultivation now?"

Soon, some monks noticed something was wrong.

"Not only are their cultivation levels restored, it seems that their cultivation levels are all a little higher than before?"

"That's right, this Liu Zhi was in the early stage of Qi refining before. Only one night passed, and now he is in the middle stage of Qi refining!"

"This person in the middle stage of Qi refining has also broken through to the late stage of Qi refining!"

"The one in the late stage of Qi refining didn't make a breakthrough. However, his aura has become much more solidified. I guess there are some benefits."

Amid everyone's exclamations, the eyes looking at the thatched house were completely different.

Opportunity, great opportunity!

How much resources and time can be saved by indiscriminately forcibly improving a small realm!

The higher the cultivation level, the higher the value!

In an impatience, the monks woke up the six people and asked about what happened in the thatched house yesterday.

The six people said the same thing, but everyone present looked at each other in confusion.

"You just stayed there and read for a whole day?"

"Teaching with wooden slips floating in the air?"

"You can't even remember what you read?"

…

It's a bit weird, but it shouldn't be a lie.

The opportunity presented itself, and after hesitating for a moment, the many qi-refining monks present all transformed their energy into the room.

Chen An was about to step forward, but looked back at Li Fan, but couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that he didn't move.

He humbly asked for advice: "Fellow Daoist Li, is there anything weird here?"

Li Dan shook his head: "There should be no problem. However, I am already in the late stage of Qi refining, and the opportunities here are not of much use to me. Fellow Taoist, you can go in on your own and don't worry about me. I will observe for a while."

Chen An hesitated for a moment, then bowed his hand to Li Fan, and then entered the thatched house.

But the foundation-building monks have yet to make any move.

Zhou Ningchang explained the reason to Li Fan.

It turns out that although monks with a cultivation level of Foundation Establishment or above can dissipate their cultivation level through the "Tai Shang Original Scripture", their own Dao foundation is still there, between the virtual and the real, and will not be eliminated.

The only thing he hesitated about was whether he would be treated as a mortal like this, so everyone was waiting and watching.

After waiting for a long time, one of the foundation-building monks finally couldn't hold himself still.

Be the first to try.

After all his cultivation was gone, there were no accidents and he was able to enter the thatched house safely.

Then all the foundation-building monks were overjoyed and all followed him in.

Even the only person in the scene, Jin Dan Zhenren, could not resist the temptation.

As for the six monks who had entered yesterday, they were still thinking of repeating their old tricks and improving to a small level.

As expected, he was beaten directly with a stick.

So they left one after another, wanting to bring their relatives and friends here before the green ox pulled the cart into the Yunshui Heavenly Palace.

Soon, only Li Fan was left outside the thatched house.