My Longevity Simulation - Chapter 1682

Chapter 1659: Fantasy of Restoring the Immortal World

Like a fisherman fishing, he suddenly pulled in his rod. At

the other end of the thin line, an infinite force suddenly emerged.

“Everyone, stand firm!”

Xingfu shouted, and the entire Guangwu Star Sea was pulled together by this force, and was forcibly separated from the original possibility.

Following the direction of the thin line, it shot away!

Once entering the mountains and seas, the all-pervasive Daoyan arrived in an instant.

Compared with what we encountered under the protection of possibility, this moment is truly called a surging wave!

In an instant, the edge of the Guangwu Star Sea has been completely swallowed up.

The group of immortals had expected this and didn’t care.

They gathered in the immortal embankment and stared at several pillars in the embankment with nervous expressions

. The turbid waves kept hitting the immortal embankment.

Hundreds of pillars were trembling, affecting the hearts of the immortals.

Fortunately, with the blessing of many immortal treasures, the immortal embankment is more stable than before. After all, it withstood the pressure of the external Daoyan and allowed the external Daoyan to erode.

The Immortal Embankment remained unsteady.

Seeing this, the Guangwu Immortals finally breathed a sigh of relief and burst into cheers.

“Don’t be careless. It will take a long time to reach the destination.” Xingfu, as the leader of the immortals, reminded in a deep voice.

Then the immortals were arranged to take turns to monitor the status of the Immortal Embankment.

The rest of the people, on the other hand, watched the mountains and seas together and exchanged enlightenment!

Although the other party took the initiative to invite them to the Realm of Life and Death, the Guangwu Immortals knew that what kind of treatment they would get in the future was completely positively correlated with their own strength.

And being in the mountains and seas, generally speaking, this is a condition for cultivation that only transcendent strong people can have.

It is really an opportunity not to be missed!

Therefore, the immortals, all devoted themselves to the practice of meditation.

And help each other, share and exchange their own insights without reservation.

In order to make progress together.

There is no time in the mountains and seas.

With the guidance of Mingdaoxian, the speed of Guangwu Xinghai’s shuttle crossing is not slow.

After adding a total of three nameless realm true immortals, they finally reached their destination.

The force of the thin line seemed to reach its peak at the last moment.

Just like being dragged out of the original possibility, it was now roughly stuffed into this new unknown place.

After a twisted and colorful light flashed.

Outside the Immortal Dike, Daoyan’s breath had disappeared.

Instead, there was a magnificent vitality that the immortals had not felt for a long time!

If the vitality of Shuoxing and Guangwu was the sporadic candlelight. Then the vitality contained in the surroundings at this moment was the bright moon in the sky.

It was completely different!

After staying in the original place withered vitality for a long time, Guangwu’s immortals were stunned when they suddenly came here.

Some were unbelievable.

In the short stagnation, some real immortals couldn’t help but shed tears on the spot.

“Wait! The breath here…”

“Why is it so familiar?”

“Are we in a dream?”

Not long after, a real immortal finally reacted and exclaimed.

A stone stirs up a thousand waves.

“Am I seeing things? Isn’t this the Tiancang Star Region of the Immortal Realm?”

“This is where I made my fortune. I have looked back at it in my memory for countless days and nights. How could I be wrong!”

“Could it be that we have returned to the time before the original destruction?”

The immortals discussed it, looking at Xingfu with doubts, waiting for his answer.

Although everyone had seen Ming Daoxian’s invitation letter, only Xingfu had actually seen the Realm of Life and Death in advance and knew its specific situation.

Xingfu looked at the surprised and happy reactions of the immortals, smiled slightly, and introduced it.

“Everyone, you are not mistaken! What Ming Daoxian said is a perfect second home for us. It is the immortal world that we were once so familiar with!”

Xingfu slowly told the story of the reconstruction of the Realm of Life and Death in his memory.

The immortals were even more surprised.

“Creating something out of nothing, what kind of magical power is this?”

“Now that you mention it, I have some idea. The scene is roughly the same as that of the Tiancang Star Region, but the overall number and quality of the creatures are still a little worse. The most obvious thing is that there is no star region ruling immortal, and the aura of the true immortals under his command.”

“It is indeed a little imperfect. But isn’t this just right? With our participation, maybe we can really restore the fairyland!”

The immortals discussed enthusiastically. Since the destruction of the fairyland, they have never been as excited as today.

Xingfu did not participate in it, but kept scanning the surroundings.

Trying to find the trace of Mingdaoxian.

Logically speaking, Mingdaoxian led them here, and now that they have arrived, they should show up.

But there is no trace of him.

Xingfu did not dare to rush in as he had just arrived.

He had to restrain the immortals and wait patiently in place.

Time passed until three years later in the Tiancang Star Region.

Someone finally arrived late.

“Jiuxuan?”

Someone recognized the person and exclaimed on the spot.

“Didn’t you die in Daoyan? You came back from the dead?”

As if he had expected the reaction of the immortals, Jiuxuan smiled and said, “I did die in Daoyan. But now I am created from the memory of the venerables, and I have no memory of my death.”

Jiuxuan’s words undoubtedly confirmed Xingfu’s story about the world of birth and death. It caused an uproar.

“All those who come to the world of birth and death are resettled according to their original place.”

“This is our hometown.”

“It’s like a stream, and in the world of birth and death, there are countless possibilities for the reappearance of such fantasies, like thousands of rivers flowing together!” Jiuxuan said proudly.

“But for some reasons, it’s not easy to show you around. Of course, if you have reached the level of transcendence, or have made outstanding contributions to the construction of fantasy, you may be received by the venerable and see the true face of the world of birth and death.”

The experience after arriving in the world of birth and death was different from what Guangwu and the immortals imagined.

There was no exclusion, nor warm hospitality.

They were just placed in their original hometowns, leaving them to fend for themselves.

Especially after a brief talk, Jiuxuan left in a hurry as if he had something urgent to deal with.

Seeing the somewhat disappointed look of the immortals, Xingfu had to cheer them up and said, “Don’t be depressed! Haven’t we achieved our goal now?”

“We have gotten rid of the troubles of Daoyan and have a new home where we can live in peace.”

“Everything is done step by step! Fellow Daoist Jiuxuan also said that we don’t force you to contribute to the fantasy, just let it go. If you are capable, it would be better if you voluntarily contribute.”

The immortals were relieved.

“It’s just that I haven’t even seen Ming Daoxian, so I’m still a little disappointed.” The immortals said.

After all, they all came here because of Ming Daoxian’s invitation letter, but now Ming Daoxian has never shown up, so there is naturally a psychological gap.

Some people who were unwilling to accept this immediately began to study the method of [fantasy] that Jiuxuan mentioned before he left.

Fantasy needs to be mediated by a yellow crystal that reflects this world.

The power of the yellow crystal radiates all the possibilities of fantasy construction, everywhere.

But it is difficult for outsiders to detect, and it can only be sensed through special methods.

This method is simple, and the immortals spontaneously operate and raise their heads.

As expected, they glimpsed the yellow crystal that looked like the sun.

It exudes a warm and hazy light, reflecting the endless creatures in the possibility.

“Everything we see is born from this? It’s really incredible.”

“I put my mind into it, and past memories emerge in my mind…”

The immortals followed Jiuxuan’s instructions and began to try to reproduce .

Xingfu was extremely cautious and chose to wait and see

for the time being. There was no imagined conspiracy. After completing a fantasy memory, the immortals were just a little depressed, without any other abnormal conditions.

Just rested for a while, and then recovered as before.

As if addicted, they immediately plunged into the next fantasy construction.

“I understand. The fantasy is recreated, just like all the immortals painting the same picture! After all, everyone’s memory is different, and the scenes of the fairyland in memory are naturally inaccurate.”

“And this yellow crystal can collect and compare the fantasy memories of all of us. The parts that are exactly the same can be used to construct the fantasy foundation!”

Being able to survive the catastrophe of the destruction of the fairyland, there is no dull person in Guangwu Immortals. Soon they all figured out the basic principle of the operation of [Fantasy].

So they became more and more excited.

After all, they can draw the wonderful brush of the hometown with their own hands. It is really an honor.

Everyone is like this, so Xingfu naturally can’t just watch.

His spiritual consciousness is invested in the yellow crystal in the sky, and he recalled all the details of the fairyland in the past.

There is no need to consider how to construct the fantasy, the warm light of the yellow crystal will guide everything.

Like a natural outcome, a picture of the past is vividly displayed on the paper.

Xingfu stared at his work, and after a moment, it seemed that countless overlaps appeared above and below the painting.

All these paintings depict the same scene.

But they all have subtle differences.

With flashes of light, the paintings began to be squeezed and merged together.

All the repeated lines in the paintings were retained.

And the “differences” between them were erased.

In the end, only a few strokes of Xingfu’s magnificent masterpiece were left.

It turned into an inconspicuous light spot and was thrown into the yellow crystal above.

As the light was absorbed, the power in Xingfu’s body seemed to be extracted a little.

Carefully savoring the disappeared part, Xingfu found that it was not immortal power, physical strength, or soul.

It was a kind of inexplicable and inexplicable source of power that was closely related to [Imagination].

“It seems that the Realm of Life and Death does not have any malicious intent.”

“It is really trying to reproduce the possibility of disappearance in the past.”

“Of course, it is just a preliminary conclusion.”

There is no specific quantitative contribution in the Realm of Life and Death.

No matter how many times the fantasy is constructed, there will be no additional rewards.

It is all driven by one’s own passion.

Most of the True Immortals lost their motivation after trying several times. I became uninterested.

An Xin found a place to settle down in the restored fairyland star field. I just practiced on my own.

Only a very small number of people spared no effort to contribute their fantasy power every once in a while.

Not for anything else.

Just hope that they can contribute to the restoration of their hometown.

Xingfu is also among them.

Time passed day by day.

Since the moment they came, Jiuxuan and the rest of the people in the world of life and death have never appeared again.

Gradually, everyone almost forgot about it.

Almost subconsciously, they regarded this place as their former hometown in the fairyland.

Only the true immortals who were constructing fantasy from time to time at that time would remember the real scene here.

The yellow crystal in the sky seemed to remain unchanged for thousands of years. Guangwu

and his people’s tireless fantasy construction did not have any impact on it.

After more than 600 fantasy reproductions, Xingfu stared at the countless pictures in front of him, and a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

Those “common” pictures constructed by the immortals in the world of birth and death are the design blueprints for the fairyland recreated here.

Although the fairyland created by the blueprint is very similar to the hometown in memory.

But Xingfu always feels that there seems to be some essential difference between the two.

This sense of disharmony has lingered in Xingfu’s heart since the moment he descended into the world of birth and death.

As time passed, it not only did not fade.

Instead, it became stronger.

“What’s wrong?”

Xingfu frowned, regardless of his own mental depression, and then carried out another fantasy construction.

The result is still the same.

The process of fantasy construction went smoothly, but as countless pictures were overlapped and compressed, they turned into light spots and flew into the yellow crystal.

The feeling of disharmony surged into Xingfu’s heart again.

“Come again!”

Xingfu was a little unwilling to give up.

As the fantasy reappeared again and again, Xingfu’s spirit seemed to be slowly drained.

The body of a true immortal was also withered.

But Xingfu’s eyes became brighter and brighter.

There was no trace of fatigue.

It was just as if he had glimpsed some great secret, and he couldn’t stop being excited.

“So that’s it. The immortal world in our memory is indeed slightly different from the immortal world that really existed between the mountains and the sea!”

“How did the immortal world break and disappear? It was because of the erosion of the Daoyan catastrophe!”

“Daoyan swallowed up the immortal world, and it was gone. It even took away our ability to recall forever…”

Xingfu once again constructed a fantasy.

Recalling everything in detail, under the guidance of the yellow crystal, a magnificent picture of the immortal world was formed.

But…

this picture itself is missing.

It seems that an invisible big hand has painted on the painting and erased some of the details.

“These missing parts are…”

“The traces left by Daoyan.”

Li Fan stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the abnormal part of the painting that he sensed.

It was as if he had touched Daoyan with his own hands.

At this moment…

the yellow crystal in the sky suddenly burst out with an extremely bright light, its brightness even overshadowed all other possible scenes here.

But except for Xingfu, all other creatures turned a blind eye to it.

Endless light descended, covering Xingfu’s whole body.

Under the warm wrap, it seemed to take him to another place.

With a vague premonition in his heart, Xingfu did not resist.

The yellow light swallowed him.

When he opened his eyes again…

eight figures were sitting around him.

“The Five Lords of the Same Tribulation, Ming Daoxian!”

Xingfu inexplicably knew the identities of two of the figures.

(End of this chapter)