My Simulated Longevity

My Simulation of the Road to Immortality Text Volume Chapter 473: Extremely Good and Peaceful "What are you talking about there? You've been there for a long time, can you get in?" Li Chenfeng leaned against the wall and asked. Looking at Han Yi, he said impatiently.

"Come in, come in." Han Yi, who was talking to himself, was startled and reluctantly handed over a storage ring.

"Two thousand low-grade spiritual stones are all inside." Han Yi said rather painfully.

"Okay, come with me." Li Chenfeng, who had seen tens of millions of contribution points, had his eyes opened and already looked down upon these eighteen hundred contribution points.

However, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still flesh. Li Chenfeng curled his lips and put away the storage ring.

He took Han Yi all the way to the [Master of Foundation Establishment].

Han Yi's face was filled with excitement when he saw the Immortal Style Master and the Foundation Establishment Master teaching.

Not daring to disturb him, he carefully found a place to sit down and listened carefully to the master's teachings.

Although I heard it a little confused, I was extremely serious and didn't dare to miss every word or sentence.

After a long talk, Han Yi, like other students, closed his eyes and began to try to build the foundation.

Naturally, the people on the island didn't know that the moment Han Yi set foot on the island, a gaze passed through most of the sea of ​​clouds and fell on him.

"Fellow Daoist Han, I have been waiting for a long time."

With the help of Li Chenfeng's perspective of heaven and earth, Li Fan looked at Han Yi with cross-legged eyes and closed eyes with interest.

"Save for so long?"

"After breaking through the foundation-building realm, my fate is up to me."

Li Fan carefully recalled the meaning of Han Yi's two sentences.

Thinking back to his previous life, he was sometimes extremely lucky and sometimes had mediocre luck.

A bold guess couldn't help but appear in Li Fan's mind.

"Is it possible that Han Yi can actually control his own luck? Moreover, after he establishes the foundation, his control over his luck will undergo a qualitative change?"

In an instant, Li Fan thought of his incarnation object in the Fallen Immortal Realm, the magical power of the Destiny Black Bird.

"It's so similar? Interesting!"

Staring at Han Yi closely. From the perspective of heaven and earth, Li Fan saw that a dark black feather was slowly taking shape in his dantian.

"This is……"

No matter how Li Fan looked at it, this feather was so similar to the one that once grew on him.

"This is true even for foundation-building rare objects. It seems unmistakable, and it is really inseparable from the destiny black bird."

Li Fan's heart moved slightly.

If his previous guess was correct, the founder of the empire was Xu Ke. That Saint Master was the Qingluan Bird from back then.

But what always makes Li Fan feel a little confused is that according to Li Chenfeng's memory, there has never been a trace of the black bird in the empire.

Theoretically speaking, the relationship between Tianming Black Bird and Xu Ke is closer.

There was no reason that the green luan bird he picked up on the way stayed with him, but the black bird that was his companion spirit beast disappeared.

If we can figure out the source of Han Yi's strange ability, we may be able to know where Xuanniao went.

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Time passed slowly, just when the [Black Bird Feather] in Han Yi's dantian was about to be completely formed.

"Hahaha! I succeeded!"

Next to Han Yi, a monk suddenly stood up and shouted loudly.

Han Yi, who was closing his eyes and concentrating, could not help but be somewhat affected, and Heiyu's image became scattered again.

He frowned slightly.

When he finally calmed down, he tried to gather his Dao foundation again.

Another person in the small courtyard successfully built the foundation, his aura surged and he let out a long roar.

"Today you know who I am! Thank you, Master!"

The man laughed loudly, bowed to Zhu Shaotang, and then flew away in high spirits.

Han Yi frowned, and Dao Ji collapsed again.

"After ten years of hard work, today we have achieved success. From now on, although the world is vast, I, Nangong Qian, can walk across it." A monk who looked like a scholar shook his head, recited a poem, and then drifted away.

At Han Yi's dantian, the scene of black black bird feathers was completely shattered.

"It's not over yet!"

Suddenly spitting out a mouthful of blood, Han Yi became furious, stood up violently, and looked around.

However, he was stunned to find that he was the only one left in this small courtyard.

Master Foundation Establishment looked at him with compassionate eyes and comforted him: "Don't be discouraged, young man. Although you failed this time, I think you are not far from success."

"I think we will be able to successfully build the foundation next time."

When Han Yi heard this, he was so excited that he spit out another mouthful of blood.

Master Foundation Establishment kindly handed over an elixir: "Don't force your way to practice. I think you should go back and recuperate first."

"Next time you come, I will only charge you a thousand contribution points!"

Han Yi opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Although he was full of reluctance, he had no choice but to face the foundation-building master who was far more powerful than him.

After swallowing the elixir fiercely, Han Yi staggered away from Establishment Island.

"This Han Yi is really in decline."

"It seems that it's not yet time for him to turn against fate."

Li Fan's eyes flashed slightly as he quietly left Ten Thousand Immortals Island and headed straight for Han Yi, who was targeted by Wu Xiang's murderous intention.

Li Fan decided to use the soul search spell directly to see what secrets were hidden in Han Yi.

After coming out of the Foundation Establishment Island, Han Yi seemed to be greatly shocked.

Without a goal or direction, I am at a loss and flying at random.

When he came to his senses, he had arrived in an unfamiliar sea area.

"Damn it, it's just a tiny bit missing again."

"What a thief!"

There was no one around, so Han Yi pointed angrily at the sky and vented wantonly.

At this moment, the originally calm sea surface suddenly surged with huge waves.

It was as if something was emerging from the depths of the ocean floor.

Han Yi stared at the water with an incomprehensible expression.

After looking around, he dived into the water.

Keep going down, deep into the ocean floor.

He finally discovered the source of the unusual movement on the sea surface.

It turned out that a big hole appeared among the ruins on the seabed for some unknown reason.

Countless seawater was sucked into the hole, forming a giant whirlpool.

Han Yi stared at the whirlpool, his expression constantly changing.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and plunged into the whirlpool.

At this moment...

"Insect binding!"

He seemed to hear a vague sound coming from his ears.

Later, Han Yi was shocked to find that he had completely lost control of his body and could not move any part of his body!

A black shadow whose appearance was unclear slowly appeared behind him.

The extremely dangerous aura coming from his body made Han Yi's heart freeze.

Seeing that the other party's hand was about to cover Han Yi's head.

Suddenly, several rays of golden light shot out from the sea above.

The target is not Han Yi, but the dark shadow in front of Han Yi!

The golden light was so powerful that the black shadow had to dodge.

"Master Li, we worked so hard to find you!"

Four monks in black clothes, also hiding their figures, suddenly appeared and surrounded the two of them.