My Simulated Longevity

"Brother Xingwang, it's me, Mo Rubin." This time, before anyone arrived, Mo Rubin was the first to say hello.

Li Fan just snorted coldly: "If you want to get close, you must at least recognize the right person!"

After saying that, he once again launched an attack on the newly formed incarnation of Mo Rubin in his own sea of ​​consciousness.

Although he cannot call upon the power of other monks' consciousness, relying solely on the thousands of thoughts of gods and demons, this attack is no small feat.

But after all, there was a big difference from the previous blow that defeated Mo Rubin. In order to cover up, Li Fan deliberately pretended to be hesitant.

"Brother Xingwang, wait a minute!" Mo Rubin easily broke the attack.

Sensing Li Fan's hesitation, he quickly continued: "I know your memory may be somewhat lacking, but you should still have some impression of Xuantian Sect back then, right?"

"Xuantian Sect..." Li Fan's offensive seemed to gradually slow down in thought.

Mo Rubin looked happy when he saw this.

"No! There is no Xuantian Sect at all! There is only the Supreme Immortal of Mercy!" Suddenly, Li Fan's expression changed and he looked directly at Mo Rubin coldly.

On this gloomy and ghostly sky, the image of the faceless immortal stone statue slowly emerged.

Like a bright sun, it dispels the darkness and illuminates the world.

"Xuan Tian Statue?!" Mo Rubin confirmed his judgment when he saw this stone statue that had disappeared from the world for a long time.

"Bold heresy! How dare you misinterpret the Supreme Mercy Immortal!" Li Fan's eyes showed a bit of madness, and his entire consciousness seemed to be touched by something, shaking violently.

The thousands of gods and demons glared at Mo Rubin with ferocious looks on their faces.

"Brother Xingwang, don't accidentally hurt your own people! This..."

"The statue of the supreme mortal compassionate true immortal is actually the statue of Xuantian!"

"You and I are one family!" Mo Rubin tried his best to comfort Li Fan.

"Family?" After hearing this, Li Fan's madness slowed down a bit.

"So, you are also a believer in the Supreme Mercy Immortal?" He looked at Mo Rubin and asked with some suspicion.

Mo Rubin was speechless for a moment, but when he saw that Li Fan was going crazy again, he nodded helplessly: "Well, that's right."

"Huh, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Li Fan then completely put down his guard.

In an instant, the thousands of demon gods and the blood moon in the sky disappeared.

On the vast white land, only Mo Rubin and Li Fan were facing each other.

"How come I've never seen you before? Could it be that the True Immortal still has other traditions left in other places?"

"Huh? No, I think I went to see you not long ago?"

"Who are you? No, who am I?"

Li Fan, who was still quite well at first, suddenly started to suffer from epilepsy symptoms.

Mo Rubin frowned secretly: "The symptoms seem to be much more serious than before. However, the aura of the technique is exactly the same. I can't be wrong..."

"Brother Xingwang, no matter what happened in the past, as long as our goals are the same." Mo Rubin tried to wake Li Fan up.

Li Fan was slightly startled: "Target?"

Then he suddenly realized: "That's right! The way of heaven is dark, and the true immortals are not seen in the human world. I must set things right and let the name of the compassionate true immortal shine in the world again!"

As he said this, the faceless stone statue in the sky seemed to sense what Li Fan said, and a faint golden light appeared on it.

After Mo Rubin saw the golden light, his expression changed drastically.

Subconsciously, I stayed away a little.

Looking at Li Fan who looked a little confused, he hesitated for a moment and then spoke out to attract the other person's attention.

"The great cause has not been accomplished, how can we go to meet the True Immortal? Brother Xingwang, we should wait for the day when the True Immortal Dao Lineage is truly restored, and then ask Him for credit." Mo Rubin said in a deep voice, with a hint.

After Li Fan heard this, he was immediately in awe: "Brother, your consciousness is actually higher than mine?"

When he heard the other party calling him brother, Mo Rubin did not refute.

That was indeed what Sun Xingwang called himself in teaching back then.

"It seems that he hasn't gone completely crazy yet." Mo Rubin thought to himself.

Li Fan looked at Mo Rubin with a serious expression: "But what you said is quite reasonable. If you don't make a career, you really have no shame in visiting the real immortal so often."

As he muttered to himself, the influence of the faceless stone statue in the sky disappeared.

Mo Rubin was slightly relieved.

"Brother Xingwang, do you have any impressions of the other brothers and sisters in the sect?" Seeing Li Fan's mood stabilized, Mo Rubin asked.

"Huh?" Li Fan frowned immediately.

He seemed to be immersed in deep memories.

"other people……"

The expression on Li Fan's face kept changing, and he muttered a few words repeatedly.

"Yuzhen, Mr. Cui, Brother Xuanyuan..."

"Xuanyuan? Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan..."

Then he just kept repeating the word Xuanyuan, and the originally calm sea of ​​consciousness became turbulent again.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything, Mo Rubin had to give up.

"Okay, Brother Xingwang. Let's talk about the past later. Let me ask you, are the [God's presence] incidents in various states your handiwork, right?"

Li Fan said proudly: "That's right! Now there are thirty-six thousand five hundred and three monks, all of whom are under my control. Under the influence of my mind day and night, they will soon become the supreme world of mortals. A true believer in the True Immortal of Mercy!”

"In a short period of time, there are already 30,000 people! Unifying the world is just around the corner!"

Mo Rubin shook his head slightly: "The Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals has taken this matter very seriously. I know that it may be you, Brother Xingwang, so I took the initiative to take over this matter just to give you a warning."

"Stop it, brother Xingwang. Thirty thousand monks are almost there. If the situation becomes more serious, other preachers will definitely intervene. You may be at risk of being exposed by then," Mo Rubin advised.

Li Fan refused on the spot: "Stop? Why? I'm hiding in the dark, no one can notice. God's presence is like a weed, it can't be burned, and it will grow again when the spring breeze blows. Who in the world can do that?" What can I do?"

Li Fan's tone was quite arrogant.

Mo Rubin sighed: "It's not that the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance can't really do anything about it. It's just that the incident has not reached the corresponding level."

"If you continue..."

"Think about it, since I can find your sea of ​​consciousness through the bodies of those monks, other Dharma transmitters can naturally do the same."

Although Li Fan plays a crazy monk, he is not stupid.

There was no rebuttal at the moment and he fell into deep thought.

Then he looked at Mo Rubin, as if he remembered something, and suddenly said: "You have indeed taken over the body of the person who preached the law."

Mo Rubin was slightly startled: "Brother Xingwang, has your memory recovered?"

Li Fan looked serious and did not answer directly. Instead, he said urgently to Mo Rubin: "The only way to find Brother Xuanyuan is through the Xuantian Mirror, the most precious treasure in the teaching. You must find a way..."