Chapter 206: The Legend of Feipeng Cultivating Immortality
"I'm still too young. Even with my secret help in Google search and reading, it would be difficult to withstand the impact of such a huge amount of information."
Li Fan looked at Ye Feipeng, who was still in pain, and thought to himself.
He took out a [Spirit Enlightenment Fruit] from the storage ring and gave it to him.
Then he used spiritual energy to help him refine it.
Soon, Ye Feipeng's expression relaxed.
Li Fan put his hand on his head and activated the Yunshui Dream Technique again, carefully carving out Ye Feipeng's "past life" memory.
When Ye Feipeng woke up again the next day covered in sweat, his expression was much calmer.
He wrote down a prescription and ordered his servants to grab it.
While taking a hot bath, he was planning for his rise in this life.
Compared to the mess of thoughts yesterday, my mind is obviously much clearer today.
"With the help of the Xuanhuang Qingxin Mantra and the medicine, I should be able to get rid of the miasma in my body on my own."
"But without spiritual energy, you can't practice, which is equivalent to useless practice."
"We must not wait ten years. We must seize this opportunity and leave here early."
In Ye Feipeng's memory, about half a month later, an immortal cultivator will accidentally come to leave the world.
This immortal cultivator was not the one who had always cooperated with Dali, so he was unwilling to take risks and help Dali's subjects sneak across.
Regardless of the pleadings of the monarchs and ministers in Lijie, this immortal cultivator was about to leave.
The emperor suddenly remembered the white bone jade hand that fell in the palace not long ago.
So the living horse was treated as a dead horse, and the emperor claimed that Dali had a rare treasure that had been passed down from ancient times.
As long as the immortal master is willing to bring a group of people to the world of immortal cultivation, he will offer this rare treasure with both hands.
Perhaps because he was afraid of the miasma between immortals and mortals, the immortal cultivator did not directly snatch it.
But after thinking about it for a while, he agreed.
But he has his own conditions.
Only children with spiritual talents go out, and the number cannot be too many.
Therefore, this immortal cultivator personally selected ten children from the descendants of Dali dignitaries and brought them back to the world of immortality.
Ye Feipeng remembered that among them were Xiao Heng of the Xiao family, Su Changyu of the Su family and others.
But because he was not qualified enough, he was not chosen.
That's why I wasted ten years in this alien world.
"In my last life, when I was in the middle stage of Qi Refining, I met Xiao Heng by chance. At that time, he was already in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and he was far ahead of me."
"The road to spiritual practice is fast, step by step."
"Ten years wasted will lead to completely different achievements in the future."
"It will definitely not be like this in this life."
"As long as you can escape from the shackles of this place, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky will be high enough for birds to fly."
Ye Feipeng's eyes were shining brightly, he walked out of the barrel, closed his eyes and practiced the Xuanhuang Qingxin Mantra.
Perhaps it was the benefit of resurrecting his life. He felt that the efficiency of eliminating miasma in his body was much faster in this life than in the previous life.
It only took more than ten days to almost eliminate the miasma.
This made Ye Feipeng feel even more happy.
However, in the next few days, Ye Feipeng stopped the process of removing the miasma.
A mortal with no miasma in his body would be too conspicuous.
It would be bad if it aroused the suspicion of the immortal master.
The current state is just like a mortal with a rare innate immortality in his body.
It's just the right degree to ensure that you're selected while not attracting attention.
"When you relive your life, you must be more careful." Ye Feipeng kept reminding himself.
Just as he remembered, five days later, the immortal cultivator arrived in the capital.
After more than half a day, Ye Feipeng came to the square along with thousands of ignorant children to accept the selection of the immortal cultivator.
Even if you are a reborn person, your future destiny is still in the hands of others.
This made Ye Feipeng become a little nervous.
Fortunately, when the immortal cultivator's eyes swept over him, he paused and finally selected him.
This made Ye Feipeng feel relieved and a little excited.
Not long after, all the other children who were not selected left.
Only the immortal cultivator and ten anxious children, including Ye Feipeng, were left in the huge square.
The immortal cultivator summoned a flying boat and was about to take them away.
At this time, Su Changyu suddenly shouted: "Please immortal master, save my sister!"
Ye Feipeng's heart moved.
In my memory, this little girl from the Su family seemed to have more terrifying cultivation talent than Xiao Heng.
Before his death in his last life, he vaguely heard that she seemed to have achieved the realm of golden elixir.
Although the immortal cultivator was a little impatient, he still went to Su Mansion.
When I came back, I was happy.
So there was another infant baby in the crowd.
Before setting off, the cultivator distributed the Xuanhuang Qingxin Mantra and supporting medicines, allowing them to practice on their own first.
After flying in Dali for more than ten days, the flying boat finally broke through the immortal formation and arrived at the world of immortal cultivation.
Feeling the strong aura around him, Ye Feipeng suddenly fell into deep intoxication.
Carefully guiding the spiritual energy into his body, Ye Feipeng officially transformed into an immortal cultivator.
I don't know how long it took, but a roar like thunder suddenly exploded in his ears.
Awakening him from his practice.
"What kind of monk dares to help mortals sneak across!"
The thunderous sound kept echoing in his ears. Ye Feipeng was dizzy and his heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly, a bad premonition came up.
"My fellow Taoist, please listen to my explanation..." The cultivator who led them away hurriedly explained.
However, the other party seemed to have no intention of showing mercy.
"Stop talking nonsense! The law of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, the traitors, die!"
"Boom!"
Following the other party's cold voice, Ye Feipeng only felt that the flying boat he was on seemed to be hit by something and shook violently.
"This is really too much! If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
The loud sound of the collision of Taoist moves continued to come, and the air waves stirred up like a hurricane.
The flying boat was suddenly fragile like duckweed in the wind, swaying, and seemed to fall at any time.
Except for Su Xiaomei who was still sleeping soundly, all the people in the cabin who had left the world woke up from their cultivation at this moment.
Although they had some qualifications for cultivating immortals, they were only children in their teens after all.
And they were all used to being pampered in the hands of rich families, and had never seen mortals fighting.
Not to mention the scene of the immortal cultivators fighting in front of them.
All of them were pale, panicked, and at a loss.
Only Ye Feipeng performed better. Although he was shocked, he remained calm and looked outside the flying boat.
I saw that the two cultivators seemed to be equally strong and the battle was fierce.
The momentum was huge and the light was all over the sky.
It was hard to see the specific battle scene.
But judging from the aftermath of the fight, the two were at least in the foundation-building stage.
"The flying boat under my feet is not a powerful magic weapon."
"It was hit head-on by the foundation-building cultivator who suddenly appeared just now, and it was already badly damaged."
"Now under the impact of the battle between the two sides, it is possible to be completely damaged at any time."
"In addition, the smuggling seems to have been exposed."
"Staying here is a dead end!"
Ye Feipeng forced himself to calm down and thought quickly.
"I have also operated this flying boat in my previous life. As long as there are no restrictions, any cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage can drive it." Thinking of this, Ye Feipeng went straight to the bow, leaving the children in the world looking at each other in bewilderment. After all, Xiao Heng was more alert and followed him forward to see if he could help. Su Changyu was the oldest among these children. However, he had not even completely dispelled the miasma in his body, and he was still just an ordinary person. Knowing that he could not help much, he did not join in the fun. He just took care of Su Xiaomei and calmed everyone's emotions. "Fatty, what are you doing?" Xiao Heng walked into the bow and saw Ye Feipeng touching the void in front of him with both hands. Sweat beads kept dripping from his forehead, and he seemed to be very strenuous. Ye Feipeng did not answer, but tried his best to control the flying boat under his feet. "Oh, I understand. You want to control the flying boat and then escape." Xiao Heng observed for a while and suddenly realized. "Why doesn't it move?" Ye Feipeng was upset and felt weak in his mind. He fell to the ground. "Let me try!" Ye Feipeng was about to scold Xiao Heng to vent his anger, but suddenly he noticed that the flying boat under him was shaking slightly. "Isn't it easy?" "Can you control the flying boat?" The voices of two people sounded at the same time. Ye Feipeng's face was shocked at first, and then he couldn't help but feel a little jealous. But now it's a life-and-death moment, but he can't care about these. Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Ye Feipeng hurriedly urged: "Quick, drive the flying boat away from here." Xiao Heng's innocent voice came: "Where to escape! Everything around is the same, and I can't tell the direction at all!" Ye Feipeng was immediately angry and said: "Just choose a direction..." Before he finished speaking, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. As if thinking of something, Ye Feipeng looked out of the flying boat and carefully distinguished the surrounding scenery. On the sea not far away, there were nine whirlpools of different sizes. The sea water was turbulent and particularly conspicuous.
"I seem to have been to this sea area when I tried to return to the world in my last life."
"Now the island guarded by the Ten Thousand Immortals League cannot be visited. There seems to be an uninhabited island not far to the northwest of here."
"Let's go there to avoid the limelight first."
He immediately identified the direction and pointed to Xiao Heng and said, "Quick, fly there!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Heng immediately staggered and manipulated the flying boat to escape from the battlefield.
The two foundation-building monks seemed to be fighting fiercely, and did not notice the people from the world who were quietly escaping.
Ye Feipeng could not help but feel excited.
After flying for more than a day, he finally saw an island that was neither big nor small and covered with jungle.
"We are here, fly into the woods and hide first." Ye Feipeng hurriedly called out.
Xiao Heng had just broken through to the Qi Refining Stage not long ago, and he was already a little exhausted from manipulating the flying boat for such a long time.
Seeing Ye Feipeng say this, he felt relieved and carefully landed the flying boat in the jungle.
Ye Feipeng asked everyone to pick some branches and leaves and put them on the surface of the flying boat as a cover.
Then the group returned to the cabin and discussed the next matters.
"We just came to the world of cultivation and encountered such a thing. It's really unlucky!" Xiao Heng sighed.
"It's good to be alive. Didn't you hear that our smuggling was discovered?" Another child who was about the same age as Xiao Heng said.
Ye Feipeng said: "Now we can only hide on this island for a while. When the storm passes, we can think of ways to leave here."
Everyone lamented and sighed, their little faces full of tangles.
"That's all we can do. Fortunately, there are water sources and fruit trees on this island. I don't have to worry about food for a while." Su Changyu sighed.
The future is uncertain, and everyone is not in a good mood.
When night falls, I quickly fall asleep.
In the middle of the night, Ye Feipeng suddenly felt something in his heart and woke up from his sleep.
He quietly came outside the flying boat and saw a ray of light coming from the horizon and arriving in the blink of an eye.
The target is directly at Feizhou who is under cover.
"Oops!" Ye Feipeng was shocked.
Before he could make any move, the light had already arrived in front of him.
"Hurry and help me in..."
The person who came was the immortal cultivator who took them out of the realm.
But at this moment, his body was covered in blood and flesh, his breath was weak, and he seemed to be seriously injured.
But he is a foundation-building monk after all.
Ye Feipeng didn't dare to make any mistakes, so he responded and was about to step forward to help.
But he saw the other party suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell forward to the ground.
Then he twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
"Senior!" Ye Feipeng suddenly exclaimed.
At this moment, a strange image suddenly appeared in the sky above our heads.
"Fan Li, the foundation-building monk, has been practicing Taoism for one hundred and sixty-five years. He established the foundation of Taoism with the strange object [Shenran Staff]. Yu Congyunhai fought with others and was seriously injured and died."
"Now that the body is dead and the Tao disappears, the Tao returns to heaven!"
The gorgeous scene is like fireworks, lighting up the sky.
Ye Feipeng was completely shocked by this sudden sight.
"died?"
He was stunned.
He never expected that this monk named Fan Li would die in front of him after finally escaping.
An ordinary bamboo stick slowly appeared beside him.
Looking at the body of the foundation-building monk, a bold idea suddenly appeared in Ye Feipeng's mind.
He held his breath and approached quietly.
When he came to the body, he remained still for a while.
After a while, he slowly squatted down and quickly started groping for the body with the light of the fireworks above his head.
"What are you doing!"
In the quiet night, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Ye Feipeng was startled and almost fell to the ground.
Looking back, he saw Xiao Heng looking at him who was touching the body with a shocked expression.
"Shh!" Ye Feipeng couldn't help but made a silent gesture.
Xiao Heng also reacted at this time.
He came over and said quietly: "Why is this immortal master dead?"
"I guess I fought hard with that person just now and both sides were injured. I finally flew here and couldn't hold on anymore. I just died." Ye Feipeng replied casually and continued to search for the body.
"Why don't you even have a storage ring?" After searching for a long time, I couldn't find what I wanted.
Ye Feipeng couldn't help but complained softly.
"Storage ring? Is it this?" Xiao Heng picked up a ring from the ground and asked involuntarily.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
There will be another chapter later
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