Chapter 207: Dapeng Rises with the Wind
The rental price for the advance territory chosen by Li Fan is the lowest at 8,000 contribution points per year.
Although the scale is small, the scene is very much to Li Fan's liking.
It is not a beautiful fairyland scene, but is built on a huge bony left hand.
The surroundings were filled with darkness and silence, and a giant bone hand was floating in the endless void.
According to Immortal Zimiao, the idea of this scene comes from the "immortal" who created the entire Meteorite Fairyland in a single thought.
I agreed with Immortal Zimiao to lease the property for thirty years first, with the rent to be paid every ten years.
A [Business Contract] was signed and the transaction was completed.
Li Fan transferred 64,000 contribution points.
At the same time, Li Fan also received a storage ring.
There are three things inside the ring.
A small skeleton left hand, ten skeleton fingers, and a jade slip.
Li Fan picked up the jade slip, read it for a while, and immediately knew its use.
The small bone left hand is equivalent to the control center of the advance realm.
By using it to initiate the ritual and enter, one can gain the highest authority in the advance realm.
And those ten white bone fingers are the so-called medium.
A ceremony was set up in the Tianxuan Mirror, with the four necessities of food, clothing, housing and transportation placed in the four corners.
At the same time, the skeletal left hand is suspended in the center.
"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun!"
Li Fan muttered to himself.
Because he had just brought back the "Purple Sky Soul Searching Technique" from the Falling Fairyland not long ago, he was still under restrictions and could not enter the Falling Fairyland again.
But there is no problem in entering the advance territory.
The four items, along with the white bone left hand, emitted a faint glow.
A slight feeling of dizziness came over him, and in an instant, Li Fan felt that the environment around him had changed.
An ancient and sad atmosphere permeates.
Five huge bony fingers were pointing diagonally toward the sky.
Li Fan was standing at the base of the metacarpal bone at this time.
Compared with this huge hand bone, it is 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 guys."
Li Fan nodded with satisfaction.
With a thought, he appeared on the thumb bone in an instant.
The magic circle to enter the Meteorite Fairyland is set up here.
Su Xiaomei and the others don’t need it for the time being, and they can’t be discovered by them.
Li Fan waved his hand and hid the magic circle.
Afterwards, Li Fan walked around the place again to make sure there were no traces that might leak information.
Only then did he exit this space.
"The stage is set, it's time to invite the actors to come on stage."
"Although they are still young, cultivating immortals must start from childhood."
"I spent so much contribution points, I need to recover the cost as soon as possible."
Li Fan thought so in his heart.
After making some preparations, Li Fan immediately left Wanxian Island and headed straight for the world.
At this time, the capital city of Lijie was shrouded in a faint feeling of despair.
Several months have passed since the day agreed with the Immortal Master to receive the supplies.
The supplies have already been collected.
But the immortal master was nowhere to be seen.
The volcano in the center of the world seems to have become more active in recent days.
Thick black smoke rose straight into the sky, and even in the capital city, thousands of miles away, it could be seen clearly.
The officials in the court looked gloomy all day long, and the emperor had no appetite either.
There are rumors spreading secretly in the capital that the immortal master has abandoned the world.
The time is not far from the destruction of the world.
Although the emperor used thundering means to kill all those who dared to spread rumors, he finally curbed the spread of rumors.
But it couldn't stop the spread of despair.
In such a depressing atmosphere, a strange thing happened in Dali one day.
In the dark night, a meteor lit up the sky and then flew towards the palace.
It is the palace where morning court sessions are held on weekdays.
A deep pit was created and the palace was reduced to ruins.
Fortunately, the incident happened late at night, and apart from a few guards who were slightly injured, there were no other casualties.
Afterwards, the emperor personally supervised the excavation and discovered that the meteor that night had been preserved intact.
What made the court officials of Dali talk about it and feel at a loss was that the so-called shooting star was actually a skeletal left hand.
As crystal clear as jade, extremely magical.
Although the emperor knew that this bone hand must be a treasure, he still couldn't figure out its use after studying it for a long time.
In the end, the matter was left unresolved and people were ordered to put it in the deepest part of the treasury and keep it under strict guard.
Just one night after the Bone Hand incident had gradually subsided.
Ye Mansion in Beijing.
"Senior, spare my life!"
Ye Feipeng suddenly woke up from a nightmare, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
The nine-year-old's face was filled with fear, his chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily.
When he calmed down, he realized something was wrong.
I looked blankly at my small body and the familiar yet strange environment around me.
Ye Feipeng's eyes were full of confusion.
"Master, what's wrong?" The maid in the second room heard the noise and rushed in hurriedly, only wearing a coat.
"It's okay, you can go down!" Ye Feipeng sent her away, pinched his temple, and felt his brain was in a mess.
"Is it a dream? Rebirth?"
Just now, Ye Feipeng had a long and real dream.
In the dream, he was brought out of the world 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 succeeded in drawing qi into his body.
Become a true immortal cultivator.
Unfortunately, the life of an immortal cultivator is not as good as he imagined.
It's even far less carefree than being a playboy when he left the world.
He worked like an ox or a horse all day long, and it took him a year to finally save enough contribution points to buy the skills.
When he was feeling complacent about having broken through to the middle stage of Qi Refining in just three years, an earth-shattering event happened in Cong Yunhai.
Completely changed his values.
"Red flames burn the sea, vast waves merge into one."
Ye Feipeng clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, but he didn't care at all.
He carefully recalled the cultivators' subsequent recapitulation of this epic event, fearing that he would reveal any details.
"After sixteen years of practice, the golden elixir has achieved the Dao of He."
"Achieved the youngest Hedao Tianzun in history."
Ye Feipeng's eyes were full of jealousy and ambition.
"Use Cong Yunhai as an aid, seize the key point of the battle between the five immortal monarchs and Chi Yan, and steal the results."
"If Zhang Haobo can do it, why can't I?"
"If I had gone to the Immortal Cultivation World ten years earlier, I could have relied on the countless opportunities in my memory and foresight."
“It may be possible to replace him and become the Heavenly Master of the Hedao who dominates the whole state!”
"Instead of practicing hard for decades, he was killed like an ant by a passing Nascent Soul cultivator."
"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 could no longer hold on. Everything went black and I passed out.
Beside him, Li Fan's figure slowly appeared in the night.
(End of this chapter)
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