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第四百零九章 最美好时代

After speaking,丙寅 looked at Li Fan's expression and said in a matter-of-fact tone: "So? Don't you believe it?"

Li Fan did not reply.

丙寅 pointed towards the light ball before him. The scenery changed, revealing part of the blue crystal inside.

Under the flickering light, a beam of blue light shone directly at Li Fan.

"You can try projecting a fragment of your spirit essence into it and see for yourself."

丙寅 said confidently.

Li Fan pondered for a moment, then separated a fragment of his spirit essence.

The instant he touched the blue light.

The beam retracted.

A dizzying sensation came over him as Li Fan closed his eyes.

In the next moment, his spirit essence suddenly returned.

Li Fan opened his eyes wide in surprise. He couldn't help but feel speechless as he sensed the memories transmitted back by his spirit essence.

He was born during the Great Plague Era and was an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator.

It was only because he had bought materials for alchemy at a market that he accidentally contracted the Immortal-Demon Mist.

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At first, he felt weak and dizzy. He thought there might be something wrong with his cultivation technique and forced himself into seclusion after taking some pills.

To his shock, when he woke up from his seclusion, all of his cultivation had been lost and he had become a mere mortal with no power at all.

Unable to accept this drastic change, coupled with worsening health, he died under the double blow.

Survival time: 7 days.

"The initial Immortal-Demon Mist was quite terrifying," Li Fan reflected on his brief life, frowning slightly.

He then looked at the explainer丙寅.

"I want to try again."

丙寅 smiled and was unsurprised. He cast a hand seal and summoned another beam of blue light.

This time, he was born during the Wasteland Era.

His original self had survived the brutal battles of the Great Darkness Era as an Immortal at the peak of his power.

Bloodied from battle, he never trusted anyone.

He was a lone wanderer in the wastelands, a solitary cultivator.

After taking over Li Fan's identity, he gained a cultivation technique during one of his solo explorations of ancient ruins.

He began secretly searching for information on the Essence of Heaven and Earth to try and breakthrough to the Daoist Realm.

Unfortunately, despite his utmost caution, something went wrong. He was ambushed by several cultivators in the wilderness and died with regret.

Survival time: 3 months.

Li Fan regained his composure and thought about these experiences carefully.

He then asked丙寅, "Can I start from scratch as a blank slate?"

丙寅 seemed to understand what Li Fan was thinking. He chuckled lightly and pointed at him again.

This time, he was born during the peak of cultivation before the Great Tribulation.

Sects were everywhere, with countless Golden Core cultivators walking around. Becoming an Immortal was harder than being a dog.

Li Fan came from a small village within the bounds of Scarlet Flame Sect. He became an outer sect disciple after participating in the Ascension Ceremony every five years.

After two years of hard work, he finally advanced to the Qi Condensation Stage and was on the verge of becoming an inner sect disciple.

Unfortunately, for the sake of claiming a spirit vein, Scarlet Flame Sect went to war with Nine Yang Manor.

Though unwilling, Li Fan had no choice but to join as cannon fodder.

He only lasted less than two days before he died in battle.

Survival time: 15 years and six months.

...

"Did you intentionally increase the probability of unfortunate events?" Li Fan looked at丙寅 doubtfully.

丙寅 shook his head. "People say cultivation is good, but few know that a common cultivator's feet are built on the corpses of failures."

"I see you still have doubts. Very well, let me convince you," 丙寅 said more seriously.

He cast another hand seal to make the blue crystal in the light ball more visible.

The crystal projected an oblong blue pattern before Li Fan.

"Please project a larger portion of your spirit essence and try again."

丙寅 reminded him.

Li Fan nodded.

His spirit essence touched it, causing his consciousness to be divided into one hundred parts, each experiencing different lives across the various eras.

In the Great Plague Era, he barely survived the Immortal-Demon Mist but ended up killing many mortals in a fit of rage, triggering its resurgence and dying from stones thrown by angry villagers.

During the Great Darkness Era, he killed all his fellow cultivators and became the sole surviving蛊王 (Guzhu, a type of powerful spirit).

Originally planning to hide in a secluded cave, he was caught up in a battle between two great powers and died unexpectedly.

In the early days of new cultivation methods, as one of the first to hear the teachings from the Immortal Emperor,

As an ordinary cultivator, his progress had been extremely difficult. But after adopting the new method, his cultivation advanced rapidly.

Thinking he was on a clear path to immortality, he was suddenly attacked by a group who called themselves "heretics." They killed him without hesitation.

In some unknown era,

There existed something known as the Immortal Spirit Tower.

These towers were scattered across the world and continuously released pure qi day and night.

During that time, the concentration of qi in the world was higher than it is now inside the Tianxuan Mirror after启灵 (Qi Ling, a process to open one's spirit).

What was even more enviable was that any cultivation technique could be searched for and viewed freely through the Immortal Spirit Tower.

There were no restrictions.

If there were questions about techniques, one could consult the spirits within the tower or fellow cultivators practicing the same method.

It truly was a paradise for cultivators.

But...

Perhaps due to being born into it and taking it for granted,

People in that era did not have much interest in cultivation.

In their highly advanced society, no matter how high your cultivation, you had to obey the rules set by those at the top.

Even if you were an ordinary mortal who didn't cultivate, your basic rights would still be respected.

Living in such a world with abundant qi and countless treasures, one's lifespan was extremely long, making death seem distant.

All desires could be fulfilled.

Over time, a sense of emptiness began to fill his soul.

Li Fan lived for 500 years indulging himself, 500 years doing nothing, 500 years becoming increasingly迷茫 (míngliáng, confused), and 500 years falling into despair before finally ending his life with a laugh after 2,000 years.

...

Apart from the cultivation paradise, none of the other lifespans lasted more than 43 years on average.

The longest was only six months.

He had reached the early Golden Core stage in some cases and died without ever starting cultivation in others.

A hundred different lives played out in Li Fan's mind.

When he finally came to his senses, all the images slowly faded away.

He vaguely saw a blurry figure standing before him, saying softly: "Remember, it is not the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance that needs you.

It is you who need the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance."

"This era is the best era,"

"Without doubt."

All the scenes shattered like broken glass and scattered throughout his mind.

At this moment, a blue light in the center lit up.

The stars were attracted by it and changed direction, flying towards the blue crystal.

Li Fan suddenly opened his eyes.

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