← 我的模拟长生路

第十五章 筑基已白骨

This tiny wooden boat was indeed Li Fan's long-desired flying boat.

Through the information inscribed on a wall by the tomb owner before his death, Li Fan finally understood the entire story. The tomb owner's name was Qian Hong, and he was a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. About three thousand years ago, he was pursued by enemies and had no choice but to hide in this Realm of Immortal Desolation.

He initially planned to stay for a while before leaving, but found that the place lacked any essence energy, and as fate would have it, Qian Hong himself was a poor cultivator with very few Spirit Stones. After some time, his Spirit Stones ran out. Without the replenishment from Spirit Stones, his cultivation declined.

After failing to break through the Great Desolation Array and instead suffering severe injuries, Qian Hong realized he was trapped here.

However, this man was resilient and did not give up easily. He guessed that a thousand years ago when ordinary people were banished here, they might have left behind a few flying boats.

Thus, after decades of searching, he finally found Yi Xing's tomb.

There indeed was a flying boat in the tomb, but Qian Hong felt utterly hopeless as its power core array had been damaged. He lacked the skills to repair it and even if he could, his current cultivation level would not provide enough power for the boat.

Thus, Qian Hong finally gave up on leaving this Realm of Immortal Desolation. He lived out a normal life under a false identity until his death, hoping that if any cultivator entered his tomb in the future, they would take his remains back to the world of cultivators and consider the items he left behind as payment.

The first item was the source of power that had caused the deaths of dozens of ancient explorers. Qian Hong firmly believed that anyone who could enter this tomb must be a cultivator.

A Heavenly Treasure: The Stopping Stele.

A half-broken stone tablet with only one visible character, "Stop."

Li Fan touched the stone tablet and found no reaction, feeling somewhat disappointed. Previously, he had used a lot of Immortal-Demon Mist to forcefully enter the tomb, and now this Stopping Stele was affected by the Immortal-Demon Mist, turning into an ordinary rock.

However, Li Fan wasn't too concerned. Knowing where Qian Hong's tomb was, he could come back in his next life to retrieve it.

The second item left behind by Qian Hong were two jade slips. These recorded the cultivation techniques he had painstakingly obtained from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.

"Small Truly Real Decision, Qi Refinement Period Technique, Current Practitioners: 1."

"Cloud Water Record, Foundation Establishment Realm Technique, Current Practitioners: 1."

When Li Fan picked up the jade slips and felt their information, his heart skipped a beat. He thought Qian Hong was still alive and had set this trap.

But after a moment, he realized that over three thousand years had passed. Even if there were Foundation Establishment cultivators, Golden Core cultivators would have long since turned to dust.

As for why someone was practicing these techniques now, Li Fan quickly understood. The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance must have the original archives of these cultivation techniques. If they saw a zero in the number of practitioners, it meant that the cultivator who had obtained this technique had died.

In such cases, they could simply reintroduce the technique for others to exchange for. Over three thousand years, these two techniques might have changed hands several times.

"Dark... so dark..." Li Fan couldn't help but sigh.

After his thoughts, he turned his attention to the third item: Taiyin Boat.

This was a tool used by the Taiyin Sect to transport ordinary people. Perhaps it was precisely because this boat was damaged that it had been left behind.

And after thousands of years of wandering, it ended up in Li Fan's hands, becoming his hope for escaping from this Realm of Immortal Desolation and Ordinary People.

Holding the Taiyin Boat, Li Fan felt a surge of emotion. His centuries-long wish had finally come true.

As for the fact that the boat was damaged, Li Fan wasn't worried at all.

Qian Hong couldn't repair it, nor could he, but someone would surely be able to!

...

Fifteen years later, with the anchor set for fifty years, Cao Hong and Dao Xuanzi returned to Xuanjing City.

"Dao Xuanzi! You're pushing your luck!"

"Cao Hong! Do you think I'll let you off just because you've run away to this Realm of Immortal Desolation? Hand over the cultivation technique you obtained that day or we won't stop fighting until one of us is dead!"

"Hah, it's precisely because I lack a core formation method that I've been trapped in Foundation Establishment for nearly a century. With my time running out and me turning to dust, I got this core formation technique. How could I give it up to anyone!"

"Exactly! Golden Core Dao, there can only be one of us. In the world, though many core formation techniques exist, more are stuck at the Foundation Establishment Realm. Given that, with the immortality path in front of me, how could I let you go? How could I push my luck!"

"It's just a game! You and I were brothers for a hundred years, yet we're fighting over a chance at survival!"

...

Just as they were about to fight to the death, they heard laughter from Xuanjing City below.

"Is it really worth dying over just because of a core formation technique?"

Cao Hong and Dao Xuanzi's expressions changed, looking down.

"Who are you? What big talk!"

"Arrogant!"

Their words were met with wary glances.

"Come down to chat," the silver-haired elder called out from within the Chancellor's Mansion.

Cao Hong and Dao Xuanzi exchanged a glance, maintaining their distance as they descended into the Chancellor's Mansion.

"Hahaha, please come in!" The silver-haired elder seemed very pleased. He led them to the main hall where they sat down.

After ordering servants to prepare wine and food, he sighed and said, "Our ancestors once said that two people from Eastern Vast Abyss would come here and step into the capital city, which would be a sign of our departure from this place."

"For thousands of years, my family members have always been half-believing. Today's confirmation is cause for celebration!" The elder laughed loudly, downing his wine.

Cao Hong and Dao Xuanzi exchanged glances.

"How should I address you?" Cao Hong asked first, his tone much more polite.

"I am Li Fan." Li Fan replied with a smile.

"By your words, did your ancestors foresee our arrival here three thousand years ago? What does the sign of departure mean?" Dao Xuanzi frowned as he sized up Li Fan.

Li Fan seemed slightly irked: "Is that so?"

Cao Hong smiled and shook his head. "This is too mysterious. We've been wandering in the world of cultivators for a hundred years, but we've never heard of any divination techniques predicting events a thousand years later."

Dao Xuanzi nodded along.

Li Fan straightened up, looking down at them with disdain: "Have either of you ever heard of Taiyin Sect?"

Cao Hong and Dao Xuanzi exchanged a look. They were shocked. "Could it be the ancient sect known for its divination techniques?"

Li Fan heaved a sigh of relief, nodding slightly. "My ancestor was indeed from the Taiyin Sect."

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