My Longevity Simulation

"There is something important to discuss!"

Zhang Haobo's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

The monks of Wanxian Island had different expressions and different reactions when they heard the words.

"What a big breath, it's just a Jindan cultivator, what's the big deal?"

"Yeah, actually borrowing the power of the wind and disasters of heaven and earth to force Wanxian Island. It's like deceiving me that Wanxian Island has no one!"

"Why hasn't Huashen Xianjun slapped this kid to death! It's killing me!"

"Watching him in the limelight is more uncomfortable than if I lost a practice!"

"However, Jindan cultivation base has such a bearing. This child will become a great weapon in the future."

"Within less than ten years of cultivation, he cultivated with a golden core, and he was able to conquer the wind and reach the immortals. This kind of feat reminds me of the rumored Young Master Jinglun."

...

Ignoring the clamor from Wanxian Island in the distance, Zhang Haobo looked calm and waited patiently.

After a while, a figure suddenly appeared in front.

A person in white clothes, holding a feather fan, is graceful.

He squinted and looked at Zhang Haobo: "Jin Dan? Important?"

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

Zhang Haobo looked directly at the other party, his face remained unchanged, and said indifferently: "Jindan and Huashen are all ants."

Bai Yi Hua Shen's hand touching the fan stopped, and he looked at Zhang Haobo again.

Only this time, there was a little more seriousness in his eyes.

After a while, he pointed with a feather fan: "If that's the case, you can come with me!"

Then, Baiyi Huashen and Zhang Haobo disappeared from the sight of everyone on Wanxian Island.

Only the giant cyan tornado remained, still spinning.

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

Bright stars shone down, and the tornado blue wind gradually disappeared.

Only the discussions of the monks in Wanxian Island remained for a long time.

As soon as Zhang Haobo's eyes bloomed, he felt that he suddenly appeared on the top of a mountain.

Clouds are shrouded in mist, and the mountains in the distance only show a sharp tip.

The white-robed Huashen stood on the cliff at the top of the mountain with his back to him.

"This place is a domain of its own, which can be isolated from the perception of heaven. If you have something to say, it's fine to just say it."

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

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

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

Baiyi Huashen turned around, looked at Zhang Haobo with interest, and said, "You mean, Qingfeng who can't stand against that sword hilt?"

"Although I don't know where you heard about it, if you think it's a chance, you'll be wrong."

"Cong Yunhai and even the cultivators in the surrounding states know about the existence of Qingfeng."

"But no one dares to come to sacrifice, do you know why?"

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

Baiyi Huashen nodded: "The soul of heaven and earth, every time it appears, there must be a vocation. According to our observation, the responsibility of Qingfeng is to destroy the hilt."

"A hundred years ago, a foreign **** passed by, noticed the existence of Qingfeng, and wanted to sacrifice it."

"As a result, Qingfeng used a cage to imprison him with the hilt of the sword."

"The suffocation of the sword hilt suddenly erupted, and the target was not the Qingfeng cage, but this God Transformation."

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

"It's equivalent to two Hedao Immortal Venerates taking action at the same time, and this God Transformation died on the spot."

Zhang Haobo was thoughtful when he heard the words.

"The two are fighting together, and they are at a stalemate. But if someone else interferes, especially the weak, it will be regarded as a provocation."

"There will be a mass attack, won't it?"

The white-robed **** of transformation fanned the feather fan: "Ruzi can be taught."

Zhang Haobo changed the subject and suddenly said, "But the soul of heaven and earth I said is not Qingfeng."

"The hilt got out of trouble, and I don't know where it flew. And Qingfeng also followed."

The movement of the white-robed **** suddenly froze.

"What I'm talking about is a soul of heaven and earth that has not yet appeared, but is about to appear in Cong Yunhai."

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

Baiyi Huashen put down the feather fan and stared at Zhang Haobo.

Serious look.

Above the mountains, swarms of dark clouds gathered and covered the sky.

...

Li Fan still doesn't know anything about what's going on in the outside world.

I have been indulging in the study of the formation method.

The person who studied with him, after three months, finally couldn't bear this extremely perverted penance and gave up voluntarily.

Choose to leave.

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

Li Fan didn't notice these things happening around him at all.

Concentrate on studying the magic circle.

Feeling tired, its own silver spice ignites.

It didn't stop for a moment.

Zhang Zhiliang looked at Li Fan and became more and more satisfied.

Such days continued until two years later.

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

Some were reluctantly looking at the detailed diagram of the formation in front of him, which was divided into countless tiny pictures. Li Fan turned his eyes 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 for so long, it's time to go out and relax."

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

"This is for your own defense, so as to avoid accidents."

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

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 teleportation circle to teleport to a random location 100,000 miles away."

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

Li Fan knows how precious this thing is, because the formations in this array are not one-offs.

After each activation, you can wait for it to absorb the surrounding aura on its own to recharge.

After charging is complete, it can be used again.

Compared with those array maps that are often damaged after only a few uses, they are much stronger.

Zhang Zhiliang's ability to give this thing to Li Fan~www.wuxiahere.com~ also explains his attitude towards Li Fan to a certain extent.

Li Fan immediately thanked Zhang Zhiliang, and then left the strategy hall.

This time out, naturally, because the time when Cang Haizhu was born is very close.

Canghaizhu is a foundation-building strange object that he has set in this life, and there is no room for loss.

So he left the customs ahead of time and went to Liuyun Island to stay there.

Not in a hurry to set off, Li Fan inquired about major events that occurred in the past two years as usual.

Only then did I know what happened to Zhang Haobo.

"Sure enough, it's a big move. The bearing is extraordinary, the bearing is extraordinary!" Li Fan praised.

"Then, now speaking, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance should already know that the next thing will happen."

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