← 我的模拟长生路

第1517章 凡落凡尘间

After a long month, Li Fan still couldn't figure out the truth behind these illusions. The images in his memories came from different people, times, and even worlds. They were bizarre and varied, with first-person experiences as well as third-person perspectives, even some from an aerial view of the heavens. It was hard to distinguish what was real.

Perhaps… all of this could be true. All these were things I experienced in my simulations.

Li Fan closed his eyes, forcing down the endless stream of illusions and thoughts. He thought to himself: If all these are part of my memories, then no matter what, I would not be as weak as I am today. So, it must have been a change during the simulation process. Qigong…

Li Fan couldn't help but look at the second option in the prompt again.

He had heard from both inside and outside that only true cultivators could relate to the term "qigong." No matter what experiences I went through or how high my cultivation level was, it would definitely be better than now. So, inheriting this ability didn't seem like a bad choice. Flying and traveling, eternal life.

Thinking about it, Li Fan felt an instinctive sense of excitement mixed with fear.

But after so long without making a decision, he wouldn’t change his mind in the blink of an eye.

He compared the option to inherit cultivation with the others: If it was just an item, it would be useless for my current situation. My body is so weak that I can barely hold chopsticks, even if I got a divine treasure, I couldn't use it. Li Fan shook his head inwardly.

Choose someone close and inherit their memories.

After much contemplation, Li Fan thought: The closest person… If they inherited the simulation's memories, seeing me in such dire straits, they would likely help out. When he focused on this option, many different figures appeared in his mind. When he stopped at an old man with white hair, a sense of comfort arose naturally. As for others…

They don't seem like good people.

Could it be that during the simulation, I actually joined forces with these people? Li Fan felt somewhat incredulous. He stared at the image of the elder for a long time before turning to the last prompt: Speed up energy replenishment.

Based on his recent understanding, Li Fan guessed that energy replenishment was necessary to activate the simulation. In other words, he could run another simulation.

...

Li Fan slowly opened his eyes in reality. He had been here for some time, and as dusk approached, he hurried back home.

For a while, he pretended everything remained unchanged. His body recovered, and he read day and night, actually waiting for the energy to replenish completely. Finally, one day, he felt an inexplicable sensation. The simulation could be activated again.

With a silent recitation, Li Fan fell into darkness once more. When he woke up, he was surprised by what he saw around him.

It was still that familiar room. Everything seemed unchanged.

Could all of this just be my imagination? Li Fan's heart trembled with disappointment.

But soon, he noticed subtle differences in the house compared to his previous familiarity. This inkstone… I clearly used most of it. And…

Li Fan's mind raced as he quickly flipped through the books and papers on the table. It was correct. It seemed like I had returned over a month ago?

To verify his theory, Li Fan rushed out to find his aunt. Sure enough, she looked much younger with significantly less white hair.

This is what they meant by simulation!

Excited at first, Li Fan quickly calmed down. Clearly, this body was used to it. Return to the past and have foresight. The world may be vast, but I can go anywhere. But I must be careful. That thing that injured me in the simulation.

An indescribable aura emanated from young Li Fan's body. Despite his innocent scholar's face, he exuded an incomprehensible authority.

Twenty years later:

Hail to the Grand Tutor!

...

At the Grand Tutor's mansion, Li Fan smiled and raised his cup as he watched the assembly of officials of Great Xuan.

While facing the flattery of high-ranking ministers, his thoughts drifted elsewhere. What is cultivation really like?

In just twenty years, from a lowly scholar, he rose to become the grand tutor with power over the entire court.

But he never forgot that he was merely in a simulation and had a purpose: to uncover the truth behind his lost memories.

After countless nights of contemplation, I finally figured out some of it. But without divine energy, even if I have all kinds of plans, they can't be implemented. Li Fan sighed inwardly.

When the guests dispersed after several rounds of drinks,

Li Fan returned to his bedroom and quietly looked at himself in the mirror.

He touched his thick beard before removing his disguise. There was no change compared to twenty years ago. Hah. Even this body.

Stretching, Li Fan felt that despite twenty years passing, he didn't feel any signs of aging. In fact, with time's passage, this body seemed even younger and more vibrant.

He hadn't yet officially embarked on the path of cultivation. I truly am not an ordinary person.

To conceal his immortality, although he had concubines, Li Fan rarely shared a bed with them, citing busy state affairs as an excuse. Every few years, his bed partners would die suddenly due to illness.

Originally, people in the court spread rumors based on this fact. But after he personally killed the previous emperor and supported the young prince's ascension, there were no more whispers.

Li Fan becoming grand tutor wasn't out of a love for power but to find a way out of this world. Although his body had the ability to live forever, other aspects remained ordinary. Relying on himself to explore the world and find the path of cultivation was difficult. But as grand tutor, he established secret organizations dedicated to seeking immortals.

Another ten years later:

The young emperor grew up and no longer wanted to be a puppet controlled by Li Fan. He secretly cultivated assassins while plotting with other ministers. His plan was to kill Li Fan and reclaim power. Everything went smoothly. Li Fan, unaware of the trap, walked into it alone.

Seeing Li Fan surrounded by dozens of assassins, the young emperor laughed triumphantly. Grand Tutor, Grand Tutor, you used me as a tool for education but never thought I would be here today!

But in this dire situation, Li Fan's expression remained unchanged from start to finish. How now? He asked with a smile.

Facing death, still stubborn. The young emperor sneered and waved his hand. The assassins then charged forward with weapons. However, what happened next was far beyond the young emperor’s expectations. The blades struck but only produced metallic clashing sounds, unable to pierce anything. And this seemingly weak grand tutor could punch a man he personally selected and found extremely strong until his flesh burst open.

What should have been a trap turned into a bloody battlefield.

When Li Fan, covered in blood, approached the young emperor's side, The young emperor was already terrified. Li Fan looked at his blood-soaked clothes and frowned slightly. Without divine powers or spells, relying on mere mortal flesh is inconvenient. But this heavy bloodshed didn't bother me much. It seems that what I experienced during my simulations…

"Grand Tutor, Grand Tutor, spare me!" the young emperor wept. Li Fan merely snorted and stepped on him to crush his head.

...

Killing one emperor meant another was waiting in the wings. The world only knew of the grand tutor as a constant presence.

Years passed, Great Xuan changed hands several times, and people grew accustomed to frequent changes in dynasties.

On this day, it was Li Fan's 70th birthday. Officials from all over came from afar to congratulate him. Scholars gathered at his mansion. Do not be too presumptuous, Daoxianzi!

A sudden shout echoed through the capital of Great Xuan.

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