Chapter 208 Fei Peng's Immortal Cultivation
"You are still too young. Even with my secret help, you can't bear such a huge amount of information."
Li Fan looked at Ye Feipeng, who was still in a coma with a look of pain on his face, and pondered secretly.
He took out a [Spirit Awakening Fruit] from the storage ring and gave it to him.
Then use spiritual energy to help him refine it.
Soon, Ye Feipeng's expression relaxed.
Li Fan stroked his head with his hand and activated the Yunshui Huanmeng Gong again, carefully carving out Ye Feipeng's "previous life" memories.
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 servant to get it.
While taking a hot bath, he planned his own 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 eliminate the miasma in my body by myself."
"But if you don't have spiritual energy, you can't practice, which is equivalent to useless work."
"I can't wait ten years. I have to seize this opportunity and leave here early."
In Ye Feipeng's memory, about half a month later, an immortal cultivator will accidentally descend into the outer world.
This cultivator was not the one who had always cooperated with Dali, so he was unwilling to take the risk and help Dali's subjects smuggle.
Ignoring the pleadings of the kings and ministers who had left the world, the immortal cultivator was about to leave.
The emperor suddenly remembered the white bone jade hand that had fallen in the palace not long ago.
So as a last resort, the emperor claimed that Dali had a rare treasure that had been passed down since 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 to him with both hands.
Perhaps because he was afraid of the miasma between immortals and mortals, this immortal cultivator did not directly take action to snatch it.
Instead, he agreed after some thought.
But he has his own conditions.
Only children with talent for cultivation will be sent out, and the number cannot be too large.
So, this immortal cultivator personally selected ten children from the descendants of the powerful and wealthy in Dali and brought them back to the immortal world.
Ye Feipeng remembered that among them were Xiao Heng from the Xiao family, Su Changyu from the Su family and others.
However, he was not chosen because of his lack of qualifications.
That's why I wasted ten years in this alien world.
"In my previous life, when I was in the middle stage of Qi Refining, I once ran into Xiao Heng. At that time, he was already in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, far ahead of me."
"On the path of cultivation, one step faster leads to faster steps."
"Wasting ten years of your life will lead to completely different achievements in the future."
"It will definitely not be like this in this life."
"As long as you can jump out of this shackle, 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 gleamed as he walked out of the barrel and closed his eyes to practice the Xuanhuang Qingxin Mantra.
Perhaps it was the benefit of living a new life, he felt that the efficiency of eliminating the miasma in his body in this life was much faster than in the previous life.
It only took more than ten days to get rid of most of the miasma.
This made Ye Feipeng even happier.
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 that immortal master.
The current state is just like that of a mortal with rare immortal miasma in his body.
It's just the right amount, ensuring that you'll be selected without attracting attention.
"When I live my life again, I have to be more careful." Ye Feipeng kept reminding himself.
Just as he remembered, five days later, the immortal cultivator arrived in the capital.
After another half day, Ye Feipeng came to the square with thousands of ignorant children to be selected by the immortal cultivator.
Even if one is reborn, his future destiny is still in the hands of others.
This made Ye Feipeng inevitably become a little nervous.
Fortunately, when the immortal cultivator's gaze swept over him, he paused and finally chose him.
This made Ye Feipeng feel relieved but also a little excited.
Before long, all the other children who were not selected left.
The only people left in the huge square were the immortal cultivator, Ye Feipeng and ten other anxious children.
The immortal cultivator summoned a flying boat and was about to take them away.
At this time, Su Changyu suddenly shouted: "Master, please save my sister!"
Ye Feipeng's heart moved.
As far as he could remember, the Su family's little sister's talent for cultivation seemed to be even more terrifying than Xiao Heng's.
In the previous life, before he died, he vaguely heard that she seemed to have achieved the Golden Core realm.
Although the immortal cultivator was a little impatient, he still went to the Su Mansion.
After coming back, he looked happy.
So there was another baby in the crowd.
Before setting off, the immortal cultivator distributed the Xuanhuang Qingxin Mantra and supporting medicines, and asked them to practice on their own first.
After flying in Dali for more than ten days, the flying boat finally broke through the Xianjue formation and arrived at the world of immortal cultivation.
Feeling the rich spiritual energy around him, Ye Feipeng suddenly fell into deep intoxication.
Carefully guiding the spiritual energy into his body, Ye Feipeng officially began his transformation into an immortal cultivator.
After an unknown amount of time, a roar like thunder suddenly exploded in his ears.
It woke him up from his practice.
"Which cultivator dares to help mortals sneak across the river!"
The sound like thunder kept echoing in his ears. Ye Feipeng felt dizzy and his heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly, I had a bad feeling.
"My fellow Daoist, please listen to my explanation..." The immortal cultivator who took them away explained hurriedly.
However, the other party seemed to have no intention of showing mercy.
"Stop talking nonsense! The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance decrees that those who betray the world must die!"
"boom!"
Following the other party's indifferent voice, Ye Feipeng only felt that the flying boat he was on seemed to be hit by something and began to shake violently.
"That's really too much! If you want to kill me, I'll see if you have the ability to do it!"
The loud noises of the collision of Taoist magic moves continued to be heard, and the air waves stirred up were like a hurricane.
The flying boat suddenly became as fragile as duckweed in the wind, swaying and looking like it would fall at any time.
Except for Su Xiaomei who was still sleeping soundly, all the people in the cabin had woken up from their cultivation.
Although they have some talent for cultivating immortals, they are only children in their teens after all.
Moreover, they are all pampered by wealthy families and have never even seen a fight between mortals.
Not to mention the scene of the immortal cultivators fighting each other right in front of them.
They all looked pale, frightened and at a loss.
Only Ye Feipeng behaved better. Although he was shocked, he remained calm and looked outside the flying boat.
It seemed that the two monks were equally powerful and the battle was fierce.
The sound is huge and the brilliance is everywhere.
It makes it difficult to see the specific battle scene.
But judging from the aftermath of the fight, these two are at least at the Foundation Establishment stage.
"This flying boat under your feet is not a powerful magical weapon."
"It was hit head-on by that Foundation Establishment cultivator who suddenly appeared just now, and it has been badly damaged."
"Now, under the impact of the battle between the two sides, it is possible that it will be completely damaged at any time."
"Plus, the smuggling operation seems to have been exposed."
"If you stay here, you will die!"
Ye Feipeng forced himself to calm down and thought quickly.
"I have also piloted this flying boat in my previous life. As long as there are no restrictions, any cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage can pilot it."
Thinking of this, Ye Feipeng ran straight to the bow, leaving the children from Lijie looking at each other in bewilderment.
After all, Xiao Heng was more alert and followed forward to see if there was any way he could help.
Su Changyu is the oldest among these children.
However, he had not even completely dispelled the miasma in his body and was still just an ordinary mortal.
Knowing that I couldn't be of any help, I didn't go over to join in the fun.
Just taking care of Su Xiaomei while calming everyone down.
"Fatty, what are you doing?" Xiao Heng walked to the bow and saw Ye Feipeng touching the void in front of him with his hands.
Beads of sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and he looked extremely exhausted.
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 isn't it moving?"
Ye Feipeng was upset and felt weak in his mind. He fainted and fell to the ground.
“Let me try!”
Ye Feipeng was about to vent his anger by cursing Xiao Heng, but he suddenly noticed that the flying boat under him was shaking slightly.
“Isn’t it easy?”
"Can you control the flying boat?"
Two voices sounded at the same time.
A trace of shock flashed across Ye Feipeng's face at first, and then he couldn't help feeling a little jealous when he heard the words.
But now it is a matter of life and death, and I can’t care about these things.
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 are you going? It's all the same everywhere, I can't tell the direction at all!"
Ye Feipeng suddenly said angrily: "Just pick a direction..."
Before he finished speaking, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
As if he had thought of something, Ye Feipeng suddenly looked outside the flying boat, carefully observing the surrounding scenery.
There are nine whirlpools of different sizes on the sea not far away.
The sea water is turbulent and particularly conspicuous.
"I seem to have been to this sea area before when I tried to return to the Lijie in my previous life."
"Now we can't go to the island guarded by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. There seems to be an uninhabited island not far northwest of here."
"Let's go there first to avoid the limelight."
He immediately identified the direction, pointed at Xiao Heng and said, "Quick, fly over there!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Heng immediately staggered at the controls of the flying boat and fled from the battlefield.
The two foundation-building monks seemed to be in the middle of a fierce battle and did not notice the people who were quietly escaping from the world.
Ye Feipeng couldn't help but feel excited.
After flying for more than a day, we finally saw an island of medium size covered with jungle.
"We're here, fly into the woods and hide first." Ye Feipeng called out hurriedly.
Xiao Heng had only just broken through to the Qi Refining Stage not long ago, and after operating the flying boat for such a long time, he was already a little exhausted.
Hearing 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 place them on the surface of the flying boat as a cover.
Then the group returned to the cabin to discuss the next steps.
"I just arrived in the world of cultivating immortals and encountered such a thing. It's so unlucky!" Xiao Heng sighed.
"We're lucky to be alive. Didn't you hear that our smuggling was discovered?" said another child who was about the same age as Xiao Heng.
Ye Feipeng said: "We can only hide on this island for a while now. When the storm is over, we can think of a way to leave here."
Everyone sighed and their faces were full of confusion.
"This is the only way. Fortunately, there is water and fruit trees on this island. We don't have to worry about food for the time being." Su Changyu sighed.
The future is uncertain and everyone is in a bad mood.
When night fell, I soon fell into a deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, Ye Feipeng suddenly felt something in his heart and woke up from his sleep.
He quietly came to the outside of the flying boat and saw a ray of light coming from the sky and arriving in an instant.
The target was directly aimed at the flying boat under cover.
"Oh no!" Ye Feipeng was shocked.
Before he could make any move, the escaping light had already descended in front of him.
"Help me in quickly..."
The person who came was the immortal cultivator who led them out of the world.
But at this moment, his body was covered in blood and his breath was weak, as if he was seriously injured.
But he is a foundation-building cultivator after all.
Ye Feipeng didn't dare to act rashly. He responded and was about to go forward to help.
But the other party suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell forward to the ground.
Then it twitched a few times and stopped moving.
"Senior!" Ye Feipeng suddenly exclaimed.
At this moment, a strange sight suddenly appeared in the sky above.
"The foundation-building cultivator Fan Li has been practicing Taoism for 165 years. He achieved the foundation of Taoism with the rare item [Dark Staff]. He fought with others in the Congyun Sea and was seriously injured and died."
"Now that I am dead, my Dao has disappeared and I will return it to Heaven!"
The gorgeous scene is like fireworks, lighting up the sky.
Ye Feipeng was completely shocked by this sudden scene.
“Dead…?”
He was stunned.
He never expected that this cultivator named Fan Li, who had finally escaped a disaster, would die in front of him.
An ordinary bamboo stick slowly appeared beside him.
Looking at the corpse of this foundation-building cultivator, a bold idea suddenly came to Ye Feipeng's mind.
He held his breath and approached quietly.
When he came to the corpse, he remained motionless for a long while.
After a while, he slowly squatted down, and with the light of the fireworks above his head, he quickly searched the corpse.
"What are you doing!"
In the quiet night, a voice suddenly sounded behind me.
Ye Feipeng was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground.
When he turned around, he saw Xiao Heng looking at him in shock as he was touching the corpse.
"Shh!" Ye Feipeng couldn't help but make a gesture to keep quiet.
Xiao Heng also reacted at this time.
He came closer and whispered, "How did this immortal master die?"
"I guess he had a fight with that guy and both of them were injured. He finally flew here, but he couldn't hold on any longer. He died just like that." Ye Feipeng replied casually and continued searching the body.
"Why isn't there even a storage ring?" After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find what he wanted.
Ye Feipeng couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
"Storage ring? Is this it?" Xiao Heng picked up a ring from the ground and asked involuntarily.
There will be another chapter later
(End of this chapter)
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