Chapter 205 Dapeng rises with the wind
The rental price for this advance territory selected by Li Fan is the lowest 8,000 contribution points per year.
Although the scale is small, the scene is very suitable for Li Fan.
It is not a beautiful fairy scene, but it is built on a huge left hand of bones.
There is a dark and quiet space all around, with giant white-bone hands floating in the endless void.
According to the Immortal Zi Miao, the idea of the scene here originated from the "immortal" who gave birth to the entire Fallen Immortal Realm in a single thought.
I negotiated with Zi Miao Xianzun to rent it for thirty years first, and then pay the rent every ten years.
A [Business Contract] is signed and the transaction is completed.
Li Fan transferred 64,000 contribution points.
At the same time, Li Fan also received a storage ring.
There are three things in the ring.
A small bone left hand, ten bone fingers, and a jade slip.
Li Fan picked up the jade slip and after reading it for a moment, he immediately knew how to use it.
The small white bone left hand is equivalent to the control center of the advance realm.
If you use it to activate the ritual to enter, you can control the highest authority of the advance realm.
And those ten skeletal fingers are the so-called media.
A ceremony was arranged in the Tianxuan Mirror, and four items of clothing, food, housing and transportation were placed in the four corners.
At the same time, hang the left hand of the bone in the center.
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun!"
Li Fan muttered silently.
Since the "Purple Sky Soul Searching Technique" was brought back from the Fallen Fairyland not long ago, it is still under restrictions and cannot enter the Fallen Fairyland again.
But entering the advance realm is no problem.
The four items together with the bone-white left hand emitted a faint light.
A weak feeling of dizziness came, and in an instant, Li Fan felt that his surrounding environment had changed.
An ancient and sad atmosphere filled the air.
Five huge white skeletal fingers pointed upward toward the sky.
Li Fan was standing at the bottom of the metacarpal bone.
Compared with this huge hand bone, it looks like an ant.
"If I hadn't been mentally prepared, I would have been shocked when I first saw this scene."
"Very good, it must be enough to fool those boys."
Li Fan nodded with satisfaction.
With a thought, he appeared on the thumb bone in an instant.
The magic circle for entering the Fallen Immortal Realm is arranged here.
Su Xiaomei and the others won't need it for the time being, and they can't be discovered by them.
Li Fan hid the magic circle with a wave of his hand.
After that, Li Fan walked around the place again to ensure that there were no traces that might leak information.
Only then did he exit this space.
"The stage is set up, it's time for the actors to come on stage."
"Although they are still young, cultivating immortals should start from childhood."
"It cost me so much contribution, but I have to recover the cost as soon as possible."
Li Fan thought so in his heart.
After making some preparations, Li Fan immediately left Ten Thousand Immortals Island and headed straight for Lijie.
At this time, Lijie Capital was enveloped in a faint feeling of despair.
Several months have passed since the day when I agreed with the immortal master to receive the supplies.
The supplies have already been collected.
But the immortal master has yet to be seen.
The volcano in the center of Lijia seems to have become more active in recent days.
Thick black smoke shot straight into the sky, and even the capital thousands of miles away could see it clearly.
The princes in the court looked miserable all day long, and the Lijie Emperor did not even think about food or drink.
Rumors have spread secretly in Beijing, saying that the immortal master has abandoned Lijie.
The time between separation and destruction is not far away.
Although the emperor used thunderous means to kill all those who dared to spread rumors, he finally curbed the spread of rumors.
But it couldn't stop the despair from spreading.
In such a dull atmosphere, a strange thing happened in Dali on this day.
In the dark night, a meteor illuminated the sky and then flew towards the palace.
In the middle of the palace is the palace where morning court is held on weekdays.
A deep pit was created and the palace was reduced to ruins.
Fortunately, the incident occurred late at night, and apart from a few minor injuries to a few guards, there were no other casualties.
Afterwards, after the emperor personally supervised the excavation, he found that the meteor that night was actually preserved intact.
But what made the courtiers in Dali talk about it and be at a loss was that this so-called shooting star turned out to be a left hand of bones.
Crystal clear as jade, very magical.
Although the emperor knew that this bone hand must be a treasure, he could not figure out its use after studying it for a long time.
In the end, we had no choice but to let it go and ordered people to put it into the deepest part of the treasure house and keep it under strict guard.
One night after the Bone Hand incident gradually subsided.
Jingzhong Yefu.
"Senior, spare your life!"
Ye Feipeng suddenly woke up from his nightmare, his forehead covered with sweat.
The nine-year-old little face was full of fear, his chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing violently.
When he calmed down, he realized something was wrong.
Looking blankly at his small body and the familiar yet unfamiliar environment around him,
Ye Feipeng's eyes were full of confusion.
"Master, what's wrong?" The maid in the cubicle heard the noise and rushed in with only a coat on.
"It's okay, you can go down!" Ye Feipeng sent her away and pinched his temples, feeling that his brain was in chaos.
"Dream? Rebirth?"
Just now, Ye Feipeng had a long and true dream.
In the dream, he was taken out of the realm by the immortal master ten years later and settled down on Liuli Island.
After five years of practice, he finally got rid of the miasma and successfully introduced the qi into his body.
Became a true immortal cultivator.
Unfortunately, the life of a cultivator is not as beautiful as he imagined.
It's not even as happy as being a dandy when you leave the world.
Running around like an ox and a horse all day long, it took a year to finally save enough contribution points to buy the exercises.
Just when he was feeling complacent that he had broken through to the middle stage of Qi refining in just three years, something earth-shattering happened to Cong Yunhai.
Completely changed his values.
"The red flames burn the sea, and the vast waves merge with the Tao."
Ye Feipeng clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, but he didn't care at all.
He carefully recalled the review of this epic event by the immortal cultivators afterwards, for fear of revealing any details.
"After sixteen years of practice, the golden elixir cuts the path of unity."
"Achieve the youngest Hedao Tianzun in history."
Ye Feipeng's eyes were full of jealousy and ambition.
"With the help of Cong Yunhai, we will seize the key points of the battle between the five immortal kings and Chi Yan and steal the results."
"He Zhang Haobo can do it, why can't I do it?"
"If only I had gone to the world of immortality ten years earlier and relied on countless opportunities in my memory to have foresight."
"It may not be impossible to replace him and become the Hedao Tianzun who dominates the entire state!"
"Instead of practicing hard for decades, he was just like an ant, being slapped to death by a passing Nascent Soul monk."
"This shouldn't be my fate, Ye Feipeng!"
Ye Feipeng's eyes were red, and countless thoughts were intertwined in his mind.
Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my head, and I couldn't hold on any longer. My vision went dark and I fainted.
Beside him, Li Fan's figure slowly appeared in the night.