My Simulated Longevity

"We have something important to discuss!"

Zhang Haobo's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The monks on Ten Thousand Immortals Island had different expressions and reactions when they heard this.

"What a big sigh, I'm just a golden elixir monk. What's the big deal?"

"Yes, you actually used the power of the natural disasters to force the Ten Thousand Immortals Island. You are simply deceiving me that there is no one on the Ten Thousand Immortals Islands!"

"Why don't you, Immortal Transformation Master, slap this kid to death? I'm so anxious!"

"Watching him steal the show is even more uncomfortable than me losing a skill!"

"But with the cultivation of Jindan, he has such magnanimity. This son will definitely become a great weapon in the future."

"After practicing Taoism for less than ten years, I used the golden elixir to cultivate and control the wind and dominate the immortals. This kind of feat reminds me of the rumored Master Jinglun."

…

Ignoring the noise coming from the distant Ten Thousand Immortals Island, Zhang Haobo looked calm and waited patiently.

After a moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Dressed in white, holding a feather fan, he looks elegant.

He squinted and looked at Zhang Haobo: "Golden elixir? Is it important?"

"I haven't met such an interesting young man for a long time!"

Zhang Haobo looked directly at the other person, his expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Golden elixirs and transformed gods are both ants."

The white-clothed god's hand stroking the fan paused, and he looked at Zhang Haobo again.

But this time, there was a bit more seriousness in his eyes.

After a while, he pointed far away with his feather fan: "In that case, you can come with me!"

Then, the white-clothed gods and Zhang Haobo disappeared from the sight of everyone on Ten Thousand Immortals Island.

Only the giant green tornado was left, still spinning.

In the sky, a hole suddenly appeared in the clouds.

The bright stars shine down, and the tornado green wind gradually disappears.

Only the discussions among the monks on Ten Thousand Immortals Island were left for a long time.

Zhang Haobo's eyes flashed, and he felt that he suddenly appeared on the top of a mountain.

The clouds and mist were shrouded, and only the tip of the mountains in the distance was visible.

The white-clothed deity stood on the cliff at the top of the mountain, with his back to him.

"This place is its own area, which can be isolated from the detection of heaven. If you have anything to say, it doesn't matter if you just say it."

Zhang Haobo first looked around again and observed for a moment.

With his current level of cultivation, he couldn't see anything special here.

So he just said: "Senior, do you know that there is a spirit of heaven and earth hidden in this sea of ​​clouds?"

The white-clothed god turned around, looked at Zhang Haobo with interest, and said, "You mean, Qing Feng, who is locked in a stalemate with the sword hilt?"

"Although I don't know where you learned about this, if you think that this is an opportunity, you are wrong."

"Cong Yunhai and even the god-transforming monks in several surrounding states know about Qingfeng's existence."

"But no one dares to come to offer sacrifices. Do you know why?"

Zhang Haobo's expression remained unchanged and he replied: "Is it because of the sword hilt?"

The white-clothed deity nodded: "Every time the Soul of Heaven and Earth appears, it must have a vocation. According to our observation, Qingfeng's duty is to destroy the hilt of the sword."

"A hundred years ago, a foreign god passed by. He noticed Qingfeng's existence and wanted to sacrifice him."

"In the end, Qingfeng used a cage to imprison him and the sword hilt together."

"The evil spirit of the sword hilt suddenly erupted, and the target was not the Qingfeng Cage, but the transformed god."

"Qingfeng also launched an attack at the right time."

"It's equivalent to two Hedao Immortal Lords taking action at the same time. The transformed god died on the spot."

Zhang Haobo was thoughtful after hearing this.

"Two Hedao are fighting and are at a stalemate with each other. But if they are interfered by others, especially those who are weak, they will regard it as a provocation."

"They will attack in groups, right?"

The white-clothed deity flapped his feather fan: "You can teach me."

Zhang Haobo changed the topic and suddenly said: "But the soul of heaven and earth I am talking about is not Qingfeng."

"The sword hilt escaped from the trap and flew to an unknown place. Qingfeng also chased after it."

The movements of the white-clothed god suddenly froze.

"What I'm talking about is a spirit of heaven and earth that has not yet appeared, but is about to appear in the sea of ​​clouds."

Zhang Haobo's eyes were a little divergent, as if he was recalling something.

The white-robed god put down his feather fan and stared at Zhang Haobo closely.

Look serious.

Above the mountains, patches of dark clouds gathered, covering the sky.

…

Li Fan still knows nothing about what is happening in the outside world.

He has been immersed in the study of formations.

The person who studied with him finally gave up after three months because he could no longer bear this extremely abnormal practice.

Choose to leave.

Zhang Zhiliang didn't say anything, but not long after, he brought back another person to teach the formation.

Li Fan didn't even notice what was happening around him.

Concentrate on studying the magic circle.

I feel tired, and my own silver spice ignites.

It didn't even stop for a moment.

Zhang Zhiliang looked at Li Fan with increasingly satisfied eyes.

Days like this lasted until two years later.

The previously set reminder time came and Li Fan woke up from his study.

Looking at the detailed diagram of the formation in front of him with some reluctance, which was split into countless tiny pictures, Li Fan moved his gaze and looked at Zhang Zhiliang.

"Master Zhang, I have something to do and need to go out." Li Fan explained.

Zhang Zhiliang nodded: "You have been studying continuously for so long, it's time to go out and relax."

After thinking for a moment, he handed Li Fan a white glowing square.

"I'll let you use this for self-defense for now, in case something unexpected happens."

Li Fan observed the square in his hand and saw traces of dozens of superimposed formations.

Zhang Zhiliang added: "This is the formation crown, which is made up of hundreds of different formations superimposed on each other."

"One of the most precious formations is a moving formation."

"When you encounter an invincible opponent, you can use this moving circle to teleport to a random location a hundred thousand miles away."

"You have been studying with me for so long, and you should know how to use this thing, so I won't go into details."

Li Fan knew how precious this thing was, because none of the formations in this array were disposable.

After each activation, you can wait for it to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and recharge it.

After charging is completed, you can continue to use it.

Compared with those arrays that tend to get damaged after just a few uses, it is much better.

Zhang Zhiliang's ability to hand this thing to Li Fan also explains his attitude towards Li Fan to a certain extent.

Li Fan immediately thanked Zhang Zhiliang and then left the Cezhen Hall.

This outing was naturally because the time when Cang Haizhu was born was very close.

The Canghai Pearl is the foundation-building treasure he has decided to build in this life, and there is no room for loss.

So he left the customs in advance and went to Liuyun Island to stay there.

Without leaving in a hurry, Li Fan inquired about the major events that had occurred in the past two years as usual.

Only then did we learn about the turmoil caused by Zhang Haobo.

"Sure enough, it's a big move. Extraordinary, extraordinary!" Li Fan praised.

"So, by now, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance should already know that the red flames will burn the sea next."

"But I don't know how they will respond."