My Simulated Longevity

"No wonder they say that no businessman is a traitor. That old guy Ji Wangxian really has no good intentions."

After listening to Li Fan's story, Huo Yuzhu cursed secretly.

Then his expression softened slightly and he looked at Li Fan: "I did blame you wrongly."

Li Fan didn't take it seriously: "Does the leader have any clues about the fact that I am under control for no reason?"

After all, he is the leader of one of the ten immortal sects. Even if he is only in name, he still has extraordinary knowledge.

After Huo Yuzhu pondered for a moment, he replied: "I once heard that the entire Ji family, and the entire Tianxia Chamber of Commerce, was created by Ji Wangxian for the purpose of cultivation."

"Although Ji Wangxian has not broken through to the realm of immortality, basically all the monks of his generation are dead. Even if there are still some alive, who is not senile? Who can stay young forever like him and look like Like a young guy?"

"This must be related to the technique he practiced. Although no one knows what kind of technique he practiced except himself. But it is almost certainly related to blood and desire."

"I'm afraid not only you, but the entire Ji family monks may be under the control of Ji Wangxian." Huo Yuzhu said in a sinister tone.

"So does the leader know how to crack it?" Li Fan asked with a frown.

Huo Yuzhu did not answer immediately, but was thinking about something and pacing back and forth.

Li Fan didn't rush and waited patiently.

After a long time, Huo Yuzhu stopped. Then he waved his hand and hit several restrictions to seal off the secret room space.

Then he whispered: "We, Tianjian Sect, have a secret technique. We imitate the method of forging swords and use monks' souls and flesh and blood as raw materials to forge the [Supreme Sword Body]. If successful, the sword will be the body and the body will be Sword. It can reach the supreme realm of the unity of man and sword."

"The supreme sword repels all other alien energies, and Ji Wangxian's control method will also be ineffective."

"but……"

Huo Yuzhu paused: "This method is too dangerous. The most successful monks in the history of our Tianjian Sect can only be counted with one palm. Even with the amazing talent of the senior brother, he failed at the beginning. Moreover, there were some hidden dangers. …”

Li Fan didn't have any scruples and said directly: "I am willing to give it a try."

Huo Yuzhu nodded slightly, with a look of approval in his eyes: "If you can really refine the supreme sword body, then even if the next head of Tianjian Sect is handed over to you, what's the harm?"

"In the world of immortality, strength is respected. If I can be like Senior Brother Situ, I won't be the wrong leader." Li Fan said calmly.

Huo Yuzhu suddenly became speechless.

In the secret room, after some detailed discussions, the two finally reached a consensus.

Next, Li Fan continued to make a grand statement, attracting the attention of the whole sect.

Huo Yuzhu, on the other hand, went to the Five Elements Sect in person without anyone noticing.

As the head of Tianjian Sect, Huo Yuzhu must have his own supporters behind him. As in real history, it should not be a big problem to persuade the Five Elements Sect Master to sell [Taiyuan Fine Gold].

Moreover, he already knew in advance that there might be spies from the Tianxia Chamber of Commerce in the Five Elements Sect. Huo Yuzhu would definitely be more careful this time so as not to leak the news.

As expected, Huo Yuzhu returned safely seven days later.

He didn't communicate anything with Li Fan, he only indicated with his eyes, everything was kept in silence.

As time passed, there was a sufficient supply of [Taiyuan Fine Gold].

The forging progress of the World Splitting Divine Weapon was several times faster than expected. Now Li Fan no longer wants to extract his kendo insights from the wooden sword left by Mr. Zibai and then inject it into the sword embryo.

At this moment, he stays by the [Sword] all day long, greedily absorbing its secrets, which no one can explain.

Just when Li Fan felt that the existence of the Fallen Fairyland was coming to an end.

The World-Splitting Divine Weapon, which was built with the entire sect's efforts, was finally forged.

The Ji family also seemed to know about this in advance through some way, and sent a team of monks headed by Ji Shiwen to celebrate.

In fact, it is to pick the fruits of the harvest.

The huge World Splitting Divine Weapon stands tall and looks like ordinary gray stone, seemingly unremarkable.

But Li Fan, who has been beside the [Sword] all day long, can faintly feel the terrifying power from it.

Situ Yao summoned everyone from the Tianjian Sect to gather in the back mountain.

"The magic weapon is now complete, and everyone has contributed a lot."

"I, Situ Yao, also keep my word. The one who contributes the most [Taiyuan Fine Gold] should be the head of Tianjian Sect."

When Ji Shiwen heard this, his face suddenly lit up with joy.

But what Situ Yao said next made him jealous.

"According to statistics from the Presbyterian Church, Huo Yuzhu turned in a total of 86,912 kilograms of [Taiyuan Fine Gold], the most among all!"

"So, he will continue to be the next head of Tianjian Sect!"

There was silence for a moment.

"Impossible! How could there be more people than our Ji family..." Ji Shiwen's angry voice broke the calm.

"Huh? Are you questioning me?" Situ Yao narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Shiwen from a distance.

Ji Shiwen's words were immediately stuck in his neck.

"Forget it, let me convince you that you lost. Your Ji family has turned in a total of 86,911 kilograms of [Taiyuan Fine Gold]. It's just one kilogram short..." Situ Yao shook his head slightly and said It looked very regretful.

Ji Shiwen's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He pointed at Situ Yao and was trembling with anger.

"It's too much to bully others, it's too much to bully others! Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the people of the world if you, the Tianjian Sect, do this?"

Situ Yao's face turned cold: "Boy Ji, considering that you have handed over so much Taiyuan Fine Gold, I won't argue with you about what I said before. If you dare to talk nonsense again..."

He snorted coldly, and Ji Shiwen shuddered and could only hold back his words.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and looked at Li Fan suddenly.

But he saw that Li Fan also looked in disbelief, lost his mind, and became a little confused for a moment.

The decision of the leader ended in such a dramatic situation.

Next, after seeing off the guests, Tianjian Sect officially began to move towards the World Splitting Divine Weapon.

Take everything you can take away with you.

Even the spiritual field outside the sect was dug three feet into the ground and moved entirely.

Among the World-Splitting Divine Weapons, he calls himself One World.

So you don’t have to worry about not being able to fit it in.

Only the wooden sword left by Mr. Bai and the countless flying swords left by the fallen seniors of the Tianjian Sect in the sword tomb, no one dared to touch them under Situ Yao's order.

In his words, the sword intent was too strong and could easily collide with the World Splitting Divine Weapon.

As for why, only he himself knows.

Soon, the day came when the world was torn apart.

The disciples turned into sword lights and flew into the divine weapons in batches.

Situ Yao, on the other hand, looked at the several rapidly approaching auras and showed a stern smile.

"I won't bother you all, friends. I'll leave the mess in the Xuanhuang Realm to you to clean up. Our Tianjian Sect really doesn't have the ability." He said loudly.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you something. That boy Ji Wangxian is not honest. He has put a lot of nails into our Ten Immortal Sects."

Situ Yao looked at a figure approaching quickly not far away and said.

"Zhaoxuan!" Ji Wangxian's voice came from afar.

Following his words, Li Fan flew towards Situ Yao suddenly as if he was out of control.

At the same time, a strange colorful color appeared on his body.

Just when Li Fan was about to fly to Situ Yao's side, he suddenly stopped.

Turning his head, he gave Ji Wangxian a mocking smile.

Ji Wangxian understood everything instantly, and the expression on his face became increasingly angry.

However, Situ Yao grabbed Li Fan and escaped into the world-splitting magic weapon.

"Xiao Ji, thank you for giving us such a good seedling of Tianjian Sect!"

Ji Wangxian's face was so gloomy that he could drip water. He stretched out his left hand, and in an instant, countless copper coins seemed to gather on it.

However, the next moment, a blazing light burst out from the World Splitting Divine Weapon.

The image of the copper coin disappeared immediately.

He could only watch helplessly as a sword light tore through the world.

The destructive power that seemed to be able to cut off time and space forced him to flee thousands of miles away to temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

When the light dissipated, Tianjian Sect and the World Splitting Divine Weapon had disappeared without a trace before his eyes.