Chapter 411 The Best Times
After saying this, Bing Yin looked at Li Fan's expression and asked as if it was normal: "Why? You don't believe it?"
Li Fan did not answer.
Bingyin pointed towards the ball of light in front, and the changing scenery blurred, revealing a part of the blue crystal in it.
Under the flickering light and shadow, a blue beam of light shone in front of Li Fan.
"You can try to put a ray of your spiritual consciousness into it, and you will know after a try."
Bingyin said confidently.
Li Fan pondered for a moment, his eyes flickering and a trace of spiritual awareness appeared.
The moment you touch the blue light.
The beam retracts.
Li Fan felt dizzy and closed his eyes.
The next moment.
The spiritual consciousness suddenly returned.
Li Fan suddenly opened his eyes, a little stunned.
Sensing the memories transmitted back by his spiritual consciousness, Li Fan couldn't help but be speechless.
He was born in the [Great Plague Era] and was an ordinary foundation-building cultivator.
It was just because he went to the market to buy the materials needed for alchemy that he was accidentally infected with the immortal and mortal miasma.
At first, I felt weak and dizzy.
He thought there was something wrong with his cultivation method, so after swallowing the pill, he forced himself into seclusion and practiced hard.
Who knew that after one night, when he woke up from his retreat.
He actually lost all his cultivation and transformed from a dignified foundation-building cultivator into a mortal with no magical powers.
I couldn't accept this gap, and my body was getting weaker and weaker.
Under the double blow, he died.
Survival time: seven days.
"The initial immortal-mortal miasma was quite powerful."
Li Fan thought back to his short life and frowned slightly.
Then he looked at the commentator Bingyin.
"I'm going to try again."
Bingyin smiled, not surprised at all.
He pinched his fingers and summoned the blue beam again.
This time, Li Fan was born in the [Wasteland Era].
His original body was a divine monk who survived the brutal fighting in the Great Dark Ages.
His hands are covered in blood and he never trusts anyone.
He is a lone ranger in the wasteland, a solitary ascetic monk.
After Li Fan took over, during a solitary exploration of ruins, he went through untold hardships and finally obtained a Hedao martial arts method.
So he began to secretly search for information about the Spirit of Heaven and Earth, trying to break through to the Hedao realm.
Unfortunately, despite his utmost caution, the news still leaked out for some reason.
He was besieged by several monks in the wild and died with hatred in his heart.
Survival time: three months.
Li Fan came back to his senses and thought carefully about these two experiences.
Then, he said to Bingyin: "Can I choose to start from scratch with a blank identity?"
Bingyin seemed to understand what Li Fan was thinking and smiled.
With a light flick of his finger, the blue beam shot towards Li Fan again.
This birth was the heyday of cultivation before the great catastrophe came.
There are many sects, Nascent Souls are everywhere, and the Gods of Transformation are worse than dogs.
Li Fan was born in a small mountain village within the mountain gate of the Chiyan Sect. After participating in the "Ascension Conference" held every five years, he became an outer disciple of the Chiyan Sect.
After working diligently for two years, he finally succeeded in entering the Qi Refining Stage.
He was about to be promoted to an inner disciple, and from then on he would truly embark on the path of cultivation.
In order to compete for a spiritual vein, a war broke out between the Chiyan Sect and the Jiuyang Mansion.
Although I was extremely reluctant, I had no choice.
Li Fan stepped onto the battlefield as a cannon fodder.
He lasted less than two days before he was unfortunately killed in battle.
Survival time: fifteen and a half years.
…
"Could it be that the probability of various unfortunate events happening is deliberately increased?" Li Fan looked at Bingyin with some suspicion.
Bing Yin shook his head: "Everyone in the world says that the immortal path is good, but they don't know that in ancient times, an ordinary immortal cultivator stepped on the corpses of countless failures."
"I see you still have doubts about this. Well, I will convince you."
Bingyin's expression became a little more serious.
He used some magic formula to make the blue crystals surrounded by the light more exposed.
The crystal emitted a diamond-shaped blue pattern and came in front of Li Fan.
"Please allocate more of your spiritual consciousness and try again."
Bingyin reminded.
Li Fan nodded.
When the spiritual consciousness touched it, the sky and the earth spun in an instant.
Consciousness is divided into one hundred parts and put into different areas of the [Era] to experience different lives.
During the great plague era, he barely survived the miasma of immortals and mortals.
However, in order to vent his anger, he slaughtered mortals on a large scale, causing the immortal-mortal miasma in his body to relapse.
He lost all his cultivation and was stoned to death by the mortals who came for revenge.
During the Great Dark Age, he killed all the monks who practiced the same martial arts as him and became the only surviving Gu King.
The original plan was to hide in a secret cave in the mountains and wait for the catastrophe to pass.
However, he was accidentally involved in a fight between two powerful men who passed by, and died in a confused manner.
In the era when the new law was first spread, he was one of the first cultivators to have the honor of hearing the Immortal Lord’s teachings.
As a casual cultivator, he found cultivation extremely difficult, but after changing to a new method, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.
He thought that his road to immortality would be smooth sailing from now on, but suddenly a group of people came to his door.
The other party called him "evil heretic" and killed him without saying a word.
Even in some unknown era.
There is a heaven-defying existence called [Fairy Tower].
Fairy towers are spread across every corner of the world, releasing pure spiritual energy day and night.
During that period, the concentration of spiritual energy in the world was several points stronger than that in the Tianxuan Mirror after its spiritual awakening.
What is even more enviable is that, as long as you want, you can search and view all the skills through the Immortal Tower.
There are no restrictions.
If you encounter any puzzles in the techniques, you can ask the fairies in the tower for help.
Or you can ask for advice from monks who practice the same technique.
It is truly the paradise that cultivators dream of.
but……
Maybe it's because we are born with it and we are used to it.
People living in that period were not very keen on spiritual practice.
Because in that highly developed society, no matter how high your level of cultivation is, you must abide by the rules set by the Supreme Being.
Even if you are a mortal who does not practice cultivation at all, your basic rights will be respected.
Living in an environment with such abundant spiritual energy, all kinds of natural treasures can be easily eaten.
The lifespan is extremely long and there is no sight of the end of life.
What kind of desires will be satisfied.
Over time, an inexplicable emptiness begins to occupy and erode the soul.
After Li Fan was born, he enjoyed himself for five hundred years, did nothing for five hundred years, became gradually confused for five hundred years, and fell into despair for five hundred years.
After surviving for more than two thousand years, he finally ended his life with a loud laugh.
…
There are more than one hundred spiritual consciousnesses, in addition to the [Immortal Paradise].
The longest life span was only forty-three years.
The average survival time is only half a year.
The highest level of cultivation can reach the early stage of Golden Elixir, while the lowest level of cultivation can result in death before even embarking on the path of cultivation.
Hundreds of different lives of spiritual practice played out in Li Fan’s mind.
As he gradually recovered, all the scenes slowly disappeared.
He vaguely saw a blurry figure standing in front of him, and whispered: "Remember, it's not the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance that needs you."
"But you need the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance."
“This era is the best era.”
"Without a doubt."
All the images exploded like broken glass and scattered throughout the sea of consciousness like streaks of starlight.
At this moment, a blue light lit up in the center.
The starlight seemed to be attracted and changed direction, flying towards the blue crystal.
Li Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
These two chapters are for supplementary purposes. There are two more chapters to come later.
(End of this chapter)
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