My Simulated Longevity

The Yaowang Sect monks were full of surprise when they saw Xiao Heng and the others calling them seniors respectfully.

He waved his hands and said: "Why do you fellow Taoists say this? Are you just trying to make fun of me?"

"We are all Nascent Soul cultivators, so we can be of the same generation."

He said to Zhang Haobo and Su Xiaomei.

"Nascent Soul cultivator?"

After careful observation, Xiao Heng and the others realized that the monk in front of them who had been sleeping for thousands of years seemed to be only a Nascent Soul cultivator.

But the feeling is very different from that of today's Yuanying monks.

This is why they didn't recognize it just now.

In any case, it is by no means simple for the Nascent Soul monks from ancient times to survive to this day.

Xiao Heng and the others did not let down their guard, and were thinking about how to continue talking and get some information.

But I heard that the other party was talking a lot, talking a lot at once.

"I am ordering Hu Chang, an inner disciple of Yaowang Sect."

"When I fell into the Xuanhuang Realm, I remembered that the sect master had sealed the entire Medicine King Cauldron and sent a request for help to the outside world."

"Everyone can enter the Medicine King Cauldron, it must be that the rescue from the Ten Immortal Sects has arrived."

"I wonder how the other brothers are doing now? Is the sect leader awake yet?"

As Linghu Chang spoke, he excitedly walked towards the door.

But when I caught a glimpse of the strange expressions on Xiao Heng and the others, I couldn't help but be surprised.

"Is it possible that something unexpected happened?"

After that, he hurried outside the house.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng and others quickly followed.

"Huh? What's going on? Why is the [Dameng Chunqiu] formation still running?"

"I'm the only one who woke up early?"

"Where are the rescue monks from the Ten Immortal Sects?"

…

Linghu Chang's confused voice echoed in the empty Medicine King Cauldron.

"The Gate of Life and Death has fallen? What happened to the Sect Master?"

"What exactly is going on?"

His voice was filled with uncontrollable panic. After looking around, he flew back to Xiao Heng and the others.

Staring at it, he asked, "Who are you, and how did you get into my sect's Medicine King Cauldron?"

Xiao Heng pondered for a moment and said slowly: "This matter is a bit complicated. Taoist friends may have to be mentally prepared."

Linghu Chang narrowed his eyes and listened quietly.

"Actually, fellow Taoist has been sleeping for thousands of years. The Medicine King Cauldron breaking through the boundary is already a matter of ancient times..."

Before Xiao Heng could finish speaking, Linghu Chang was interrupted by a wave of his hand.

Angrily, he laughed back and said: "What a bunch of nonsense. Do you really think that our Medicine King Sect's [Dream Dream Spring and Autumn Formation] is just a decoration? Can we make a mistake even after sleeping for many years?"

"Twenty-four years are said to be thousands of years by you. If you want to bluff people, you have to at least make it look decent, right?"

Linghu Chang looked unkind and patted it gently, and a gourd appeared in his hand.

"No wonder I thought you were weird from the first time I saw you. It turns out you are evil heretics who want to deceive me."

"Suffer death!"

Following Linghu Chang's words, in an instant, dozens of thin green awns spurted out from the gourd.

Sharp as a sword and as fast as lightning.

In an instant, they arrived in front of Xiao Heng and the others.

"Xiao Heng, be careful!" Unexpectedly, Linghu Chang would kill him without any explanation, and Zhang Haobo's expression suddenly changed.

The sea of ​​​​blood above the head suddenly appeared. The blood waves were rolling, and the blood-colored light flew out and collided head-on with the thin cyan blade.

"Boom!"

Amidst the violent explosion, Linghu Chang raised his head and glanced at the scene of the boundless sea of ​​blood above, a strange color flashing in his eyes.

However, he became more convinced of his own judgment.

He was upright and shouted angrily: "He is indeed a devil, why don't you accept it quickly..."

Before he finished speaking, several voices were heard, coming from all directions in unison.

"You are really annoying. Since just now, you have been saying some incomprehensible words."

"Have you slept for a long time and you haven't woken up yet?"

Linghu Chang looked around and saw that many faceless and bloody figures had unconsciously surrounded him in the center.

"It's okay, just let us help you wake up."

Many faceless bloody faces tilted their heads and let out bursts of weird laughter.

Then the figure disappeared from the spot and rushed towards Linghu Chang.

Linghu Chang's heart tightened, but he didn't panic.

A small medicine king cauldron came out of his mouth and hung above his head.

Then the light fell like a waterfall, forming a protective shield.

At the same time, he slapped the gourd.

The green gourd kept spinning in the air, and thin, lancet-like light poured out of it like a torrential rain in an instant.

Attack Su Xiaomei and Zhang Haobo.

Xiao Heng knew that with his current strength, he could not intervene in the battle at the Nascent Soul level.

If it is strong, it will be a burden.

So he retreated quietly, wanting to stay away from the battlefield.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled an inexplicable fragrance.

Thinking of the name of the disciple of the other party's Yao Wang Sect, I couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Be careful, this smell seems weird."

He quickly sent a message to remind him, while holding his breath to resist the fragrance.

But this fragrance works in some unknown way, and Xiao Heng cannot resist it at all.

The aroma became stronger and stronger, and Xiao Heng suddenly felt dizzy, and his body became a little weak.

On the other hand, Zhang Haobo and Su Xiaomei only paused for a moment and then returned to normal.

The willow leaves and green awns in the gourd seem to be endless, and the protection of the Little Medicine King Cauldron is also watertight.

Zhang and Su's attacks on it only caused waves of shaking, and they were unable to defeat Xiaoding's defense for a while.

"Haobo, don't hold back!" Su Xiaomei seemed to be angry.

A round of red sun soared into the sky and jumped above the sea of ​​blood.

The countless bloody faces that were torn to pieces by the thin light emitted by the green gourd were instantly reassembled into one angry face.

The extremely ferocious giant face suddenly burned under the sunlight.

He let out a weird laugh and crashed into Linghu Chang who was protected by the Little Medicine King Cauldron.

And the boundless sea of ​​blood also slowly separated from the center.

A huge, festering hand stretched out from the bottom of the sea.

Catch Linghu Chang.

Faced with the attack from the two men, the Yaowang Sect disciple looked solemn but not panicked.

With a light wave of his right hand, a row of twenty-four golden needles unfolded one after another.

As he muttered words, the golden needle was like a sword, drawing shining interlaced thin lines in the air.

Avoiding the burning bloody face and festering giant hands, go straight to Zhang Haobo and Su Xiaomei.

These golden needles are extremely fast.

In the flash of lightning, the two of them had no time to react, and were shocked to the core.

Many holes were pierced in the body.

The strange thing is that not only did the two of them not have blood spurting out.

Even the offensive seemed not to be affected.

"boom!"

The Little Medicine King Cauldron shook violently, and Linghu Chang spit out a mouthful of blood.

His face became a little pale, but he immediately took out a pill and drank it in front of everyone.

After a while, Linghu Chang's complexion turned rosy again.

"What evil method..."

He couldn't help but feel a little frightened in his heart when he looked at the two people who could still recover continuously even though their bodies were continuously penetrated by the [Golden Needles of Samsara].

After hesitating for a moment, a trace of physical pain flashed in his eyes.

Linghu Chang took out another round mirror.

Holding the mirror in his hand, he shot a white light towards Su Xiaomei.

The round mirror slowly turned into powder, and an illusory figure slowly appeared behind Su Xiaomei who was reflected in the mirror.

He is actually very similar to Su Xiaomei.

The shadow let out an angry roar, and his hair turned red in an instant.

Then, several faceless and bloody-faced clones were separated and launched an attack on Su Xiaomei.

It was as if he could even copy Su Xiaomei's innate magical powers and skills.

On Zhang Haobo's side, another ulcerated palm stretched out from the sea of ​​blood.

And deep under the sea, there seems to be a line of sight peeking towards the outside world.

When Linghu Chang saw this, he thought about it.

Then he took out a wooden talisman sword to deal with it.

The wooden sword flew over the blood sea, summoned a blue thunder in the air, and crashed down on the head.

Two giant festering hands blocked it, crackling with thunder.

The wooden talisman sword was entangled with traces of lightning.

The cyan lightning is endless.

Although the festering giant hand looked extremely miserable, it was powerless to fight back.

But no matter how serious the injury is, he will recover quickly.

The battle reached a stalemate.

Linghu Chang relied on many miraculous magic weapons and a seemingly endless supply of elixirs to remain invincible.

Su Xiaomei and Zhang Haobo relied on the characteristics of the new method [Immortality in the Cave, Immortality in the Monk], although they were a little embarrassed.

But there is no actual danger.

For a moment, neither side could do anything to the other.

Everyone felt awe-inspiring in their hearts.

"What are the origins of these people? Their skills are so weird. Even though I have a lot of reserves, I'm afraid I can only hold on for ten days and a half. If I can't defeat them by then, I'm afraid I'll have to escape first. The outside world is asking for reinforcements." Linghu Chang thought to himself.

"It's so irritating. Just like Shuo Feng, he bullies people just because his magic weapon is good. When his magic weapon is exhausted, I will give him a good beating." Su Xiaomei was furious, and her men launched attacks one after another, but they were still unable to break through. There are endless magical blockades.

"This Linghu Chang is only an inner sect disciple. It is said that the ancient sect, on top of this, has true disciples and Taoists. It is really unimaginable how powerful they can be." Zhang Haobo thought in his heart.

When three people fight together.

Xiao Heng, who was affected by the incense, gradually recovered at this moment.

"Stop fighting!"

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, this is all a misunderstanding!"

"I can swear to God that I will never lie!"

"Thousands of years have indeed passed since your time. The world has changed so much that even the ten sects of the Immortal Way you mentioned have long since disappeared into the dust of history!"

"Think about it, if we really wanted to deceive you, why would we make up such an outrageous excuse?"

…

Xiao Heng shouted one sentence after another.

After hearing that the world had changed greatly and that the ten immortal sects had been wiped out, Linghu Chang couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, Sect Leader Liu's premonition was right! He saved your entire sect!"

After hearing this, Linghu Chang's offensive finally slowed down.

"Little sister, Haobo, stop it too!" Xiao Heng greeted quickly.

Although she was extremely unhappy, Su Xiaomei still stopped the attack.

It's just that Su and Zhang have not closed up their cave realms yet, and they are still staring at Linghu Chang warily.

"Fellow Daoist Linghu, everything I said is true." Xiao Heng said sincerely.

"Is it possible that something went wrong with Guizong's [Dameng Chunqiu] array because it took too long?" he tried to ask.

As he spoke, he took out a small Medicine King Cauldron from the storage ring.

"This small tripod was dug out from the original remains of your sect."

"That's what allowed us to get in here."

"With the eyes of fellow Taoists, I believe you should be able to tell the truth from the lies."

Xiao Heng was honest and fair.

Linghu Chang shrank suddenly when he saw the small cauldron in Xiao Heng's hand that revealed the aura of vicissitudes of life.

Almost sluggish.

He could naturally tell that the somewhat defective Medicine King Cauldron was probably a defective product that he had not had time to deal with during the migration.

But the traces of time above cannot be faked.

So what's going on?

Is it possible that there is really something wrong with the formation's chronology?

Linghu Chang didn't answer and hurried back to his room.

Confirmed again carefully.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with that.

Ever since the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Array was launched, the entire sect fell into a deep sleep.

Indeed, only twenty-four years have passed.

"So, are those monsters outside lying?"

Linghu Chang's murderous intention gradually revived in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the other party say: "By the way, there is actually a very simple verification method."

"After the catastrophe of heaven and earth, immortal magic cannot be practiced together."

"If fellow Taoists don't believe it, you can try to practice your own skills."

"You will know the result at a glance."

When Linghu Chang heard this, his first thought was that it was ridiculous.

It’s not like the legendary immortality, so there’s no reason why we shouldn’t practice together.

However, he heard what Xiao Heng said was sincere, and with the attitude of giving it a try, Linghu Chang started the Yaowang Sect's true biography, "Jingshi Longevity Sutra".

The next moment, he was completely stunned.

The spiritual energy circulates for several days, but it seems like useless work.

Not only did his cultivation level not increase at all, but a voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"The Sutra of Aiding the World and Longevity: Hedao Kung Fu."

"The current number of cultivators: four hundred and sixty-two."

"What's this?"

His face turned pale, and beads of sweat began to drip from Linghu Chang's forehead.

"No, no. I must be hallucinating."

He couldn't believe it at all.

He took out several pills and Linghu Chang swallowed them whole.

As if possessed, he started to use the technique again.

Over and over again, a hundred weeks later.

Not only did his cultivation level remain unchanged, but he also felt a little more annoyed in his heart.

There was even an inexplicable feeling in my mind.

You can clearly sense the position of the other 461 brothers who also practice the Jingshi Immortality Sutra.

"Kill them! Kill them all!"

An idea suddenly emerged in his mind.

But he reacted immediately and shuddered.

"How could this happen? How could this happen..."

What he was experiencing at this moment had completely surpassed his previous knowledge.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Linghu Chang already understood in his heart.

What the three people outside said is most likely true.

He and others only slept for a while, which was not as long as the last retreat.

But thousands of years have passed in the Xuanhuang Realm.

"But……"

"How could this be?"

In panic, Linghu Chang fell into endless confusion.

Hearing that there was no movement in the house, Xiao Heng and others walked in.

"Fellow Taoist, are what we said true?" Xiao Heng said softly.

Linghu Chang did not respond.

"Actually, we are also very curious about what happened to the Yaowang Sect back then."

"How about fellow Taoist tell me in detail what happened after Sect Leader Liu used the tripod as a boat and broke through the boundary."

"Maybe by brainstorming, we can figure out why all this happened."

Xiao Heng continued to persuade.

After a long period of silence.

Linghu Chang said in confusion: "Actually, I don't know what happened."

"It's like a dream."

"At that time, Sect Leader Liu used his great supernatural power to break the shackles of the Xuanhuang Realm and drove the Medicine King Cauldron to the depths of the void."

"The original plan was to look for other rumored realms of cultivating immortals, but..."

Linghu Chang paused, as if recalling the original scene.

"It didn't take long before alarms went off everywhere in the cauldron."

"It is said that he was attracted by an inexplicable force and lost control of his direction."

"Let us return to our respective rooms. Prepare to enter the [Dameng Chunqiu] magic circle to sleep."

"Later, the Medicine King Cauldron shook more and more violently. Even the activation of the Dameng Chunqiu Array was affected and failed."

"after that……"

Linghu Chang narrowed his eyes slightly.

"The sect master sent a message saying that the plan to break the world failed and he will be forced to return to the Xuanhuang world."

"The Medicine King True Cauldron is seriously damaged and cannot be operated."

"For the sake of preservation, all remaining strength will be used for protection."

"Let the Medicine King Cauldron fall freely towards the Xuanhuang Realm."

"After that, the important functions in the cauldron were shut down one after another, and the brothers and sisters were forced to fall into deep sleep."

"I was refining alchemy in the alchemy room. When I rushed back to the room, I didn't have time to close the door completely."

"The Medicine King Cauldron is shaking even more violently."

"During the violent shock, I lost consciousness."

"When I wake up..."

"It's you who I see."

Linghu Chang said slowly.

Xiao Heng and Zhang Haobo looked at each other, somewhat confused about this strange thing.

However, Su Xiaomei asked aloud: "Isn't it right? According to your statement, you just wandered outside the Xuanhuang Realm and were forced to return?"

Linghu Chang nodded: "Indeed."

"You entered deep sleep just after you were about to fall into the Xuanhuang Realm?"

Su Xiaomei asked again.

"Yes." Linghu Chang affirmed.

"What's right?" Su Xiaomei's voice suddenly became louder.

"In our opinion, the Medicine King Cauldron has left the Xuanhuang Realm for thousands of years. It just returned here not long ago."

"At that time, all the monks in the world could see the bolide formed by the Medicine King Cauldron falling from the sky."

"By the way, that should have been twenty-four years ago."

After saying that, Su Xiaomei was stunned.

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