My Simulated Longevity

, my simulated path to immortality

The two immortal kings disappeared inexplicably.

It sounds like a fantasy.

But it happened so bizarrely.

Since the death of Lan Yu Tianzun, these two people have competed in the Tiandu martial arts field every year for the right to own the "Tiandu Feather Transformation Kung Fu".

After so many years, there is still no winner.

Every time, it can attract countless monks to watch the battle.

It has almost become a repertoire in Yuandao Prefecture, and many monks from other prefectures even came here to try to catch a glimpse of the battle between the two immortal kings.

However, this year, the day when the two sides agreed to fight came.

But not a single person was seen in the Tiandu martial arts arena.

Everyone waited for a long time, but Dugu Xi and Dugu Shi didn't come.

They thought the date of the battle had been changed, and the monks didn't think much of it at that time.

Until a few days later, shocking news came.

Relatives, friends and subordinates of the two people tried various methods, but they were never able to contact them.

Even asking the Tianji Hall to make deductions, they could not find any trace of them.

It was as if he had just disappeared out of thin air, with no one alive or dead body!

The one who was most shocked was Lan Yu's lineage.

The two top combat forces were missing, and people inside Lan Yu were panicking.

Nerves are tense, everyone looks like the mastermind behind the scenes.

After the initial shock, the other forces slowly came to their senses.

Lan Yu's lineage is too big to fail.

But this was before.

Now, after several years of fighting each other, Lan Yu has suffered internal losses.

Then two more immortal kings disappeared inexplicably.

How much strength does this Lan Yu lineage have left now?

Greedy thoughts breed in the hearts of many forces.

A Burning Feather Alliance was secretly born.

First there was small-scale friction.

Then, with the "Tiandu Feather Transformation Skill" as the trigger, large-scale fighting began.

This true art of Hedao was divided into five parts by Lan Yu Tianzun before his death, and was placed in five encrypted jade slips.

Four of them were given to the four most loyal men for safekeeping.

The remaining one was handed over to the most mysterious and uncontroversial Dharma Protector Hall in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance for safekeeping.

Only by combining five jade slips into one can the complete "Heavenly Capital Feather Transformation Art" be reproduced.

When the Dugu brothers disappeared inexplicably and attracted a pack of wolves, Wei Xutuo, the immortal king who seemed to be the most loyal among Lan Yu's lineage, was also the one who had followed Lan Yu Tianzun for the longest time and had the most seniority.

He actually rebelled with one-fifth of the "Heavenly Capital Feather Transformation Skill".

On the pretext of discussing strategies against the enemy, Wu Tongtian, another immortal king in charge of the jade slips, was deceived into a trap ambush by the Ranyu Alliance.

Wu Tongtian died with regret, Wei Xutuo obtained two copies of the "Tiandu Feather Transformation Technique", and the Ranyu Alliance took the opportunity to annex the territory of Lan Yu's lineage.

After receiving the news, Lan Yu's family was shocked at first.

Then he became extremely angry.

The centipede insect is dead but not stiff.

The bloody counterattack began.

The war ignited and then swept the entire Yuandao Prefecture.

Countless golden elixirs, Yuanying, and god-transforming monks were affected.

The vision of falling in the sky is continuous and non-stop.

On the contrary, it is the Qi Refining monks who have the largest number. Because their combat power is too low, they cannot even be used as cannon fodder.

So it wasn't affected at all.

Mingyue Palace.

"Who is playing the big chess game..."

Li Fan's eyes flashed as he took in all the major and minor events in Yuandaozhou in the recent period.

The strong atmosphere of conspiracy behind this is too obvious.

"Anyone with a discerning eye will know something fishy at a glance."

"It's a pity that we are already deeply involved in the chess game and can't help ourselves."

"The Qi Refining cultivator has low strength, but he is not even qualified to be a chess piece."

"It doesn't matter, you don't like it, but I don't dislike it."

At that moment, Li Fan summoned everyone in Mingyue Palace and issued an order for strategic expansion.

Although Su Xiaomei and others were puzzled by this order, they still resolutely carried it out.

At the end of 2003, the great cause of crossing the border, which had been stagnant for half a year, started again.

This time, it was even more violent than before.

At Li Fan's signal, Mingyue Palace only left 30,000 contribution points in reserve.

All the rest are loaned out.

The news that Mingyue Palace's business had been restarted spread instantly among the Qi Refining monks.

After waiting for half a year, they were all overjoyed.

They flocked to Mingyue Lake.

The number of people was even beyond Li Fan's imagination.

However, Li Fan did not release all the quotas for crossing the law at once.

It is still the case that one monk with a predestined relationship is selected every three days to fully whet the appetite of all the monks.

It took nearly a month to lend out all the planned contributions.

At this time, Mingyu Palace's foreign debt had a contribution of nearly 220,000 points.

It reserves 30,000 contribution points.

Zhang Zhiliang still has 320,000 points of contribution points to his will.

A total of 570,000 contribution points.

Even the god-transforming monks would be extremely greedy when they saw it.

However, the chaotic fighting situation in Yuandaozhou provided Li Fan with the best breeding ground for dormant development.

Under the unbridled and barbaric growth, the extremely terrifying growth rate of compound interest finally appeared.

Anchored at the end of 44 years, Mingyue Palace's foreign debt contribution soared to 310,000 points.

Late 1945, forty-five o'clock.

At the end of 1946, it was 630,000 points.

…

By the middle of the 50th year of anchoring, Mingyue Palace's foreign debt contribution had reached an astronomical figure of 2.2 million.

In the past seven years, Mingyue Palace has successfully transformed nearly 500 Qi-refining monks to build foundations.

For every monk who pays to cross the law, "Sitting on the Mountain" will give feedback on nearly six months of cultivation.

Nearly two hundred and fifty years of cultivation feedback have already pushed Li Fan to a breakthrough to the late stage of foundation building.

Under Wu Xiang Murder's surveillance, Li Fan witnessed more than 500 foundation-building processes.

At this time, his understanding of "Building the Dao Foundation" probably surpassed any foundation-building monk in this world.

At this time, the genius Su Xiaomei had just broken through to the middle stage of foundation building, while Xiao Heng was still lingering in the early stage of foundation building.

Such a terrifying cultivation speed made Li Fanru fall into a dream.

The huge contribution in his hand made Li Fan feel like he was walking on thin ice.

Not only was there no joy in my heart due to the rapid improvement of my realm, but the underlying uneasiness was growing day by day.

Instruct everyone in Mingyue Palace to stop the business of crossing the law and collect their contributions as soon as possible.

Li Fan was prepared for a rainy day. While reading the method of breaking through the golden elixir in the Tianxuan Realm, he also raised his mental alert and was ready to run away at any time.

…

Source Daozhou, somewhere in an unknown space.

A monk in black clothes just woke up from seclusion.

He pinched a magic trick out of habit.

Ahead, a golden ginkgo tree suddenly appeared.

The monk in black held a whisk and waved it gently.

I saw that the ginkgo tree, which seemed to have been frozen in time, suddenly began to change.

The tree body swayed, and five golden leaves swayed and fell.

The black-clothed monk looked happy: "Why did you just go into seclusion and have five transformed gods die?"

The method suddenly changes.

Another identical tree suddenly appeared next to the golden ginkgo.

It just emits a soft silver light all over.

The whisk passed by.

Twenty-three silver leaves slowly floated down.

The monk in black was even more delighted.

After counting with his fingers, he already knew the reason.

"It turned out that there was internal strife. It was such an unexpected surprise."

"Strange, whose handiwork is this? It can't be calculated?"

"Hmph, never mind. The more people die, the better."

"Originally, I took advantage of Lan Yu's death and used the blue box trick to greatly reduce the number of monks."

"Now that it's happened again, it seems that I have to overfulfill the task this time."

The monk in black was surprised and muttered to himself.

"This Yuandaozhou has been at peace for a long time. There are too many monks. It should have been pruned long ago. It's all protected by that old man Lan Yu..."

"Hmph, now that you are dead and gone, you can no longer do it."

Blue ginkgo appears, this time with more leaves falling.

The black-clothed monk suddenly beamed: "This time the Heavenly Lord's explanation is finally stable."

Then, he summoned the last green ginkgo out of habit.

In the astonished eyes of the monks in black, the green ginkgo grows in the wind.

The effort of just breathing is a whole circle greater than before.

Full of life and swaying.

The black-clothed monk suddenly stood up in shock and lost his voice: "How could this be?"

"The number of foundation-building monks has tripled in ten years?"

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and the monk in black quickly counted with his fingers.

"What a wonderful journey to the Moon Palace..."

After a long time, the monk in black gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

"There are still a bunch of imitators..."

"You all must die!"

boom!

The gold, silver, blue and green ginkgo trees in front of me suddenly turned into ashes.

The black-clothed monk stepped forward with a whisk in his hand and disappeared immediately.