My Simulated Longevity

When Li Fan saw something was wrong, he quickly followed.

I saw Senior Sister Zhao checking the status of the monk in front of me from a distance with a solemn face.

"Ahem..." This Dao Dao Sect disciple's cultivation has stagnated in the Nascent Soul stage, but at this moment he is no different from a mortal who is about to die of illness. His eyes are empty, his consciousness is vague, and his breath is like a gossamer.

From time to time he would cough violently, as if he was about to cough up his lungs.

There was even a faint hint of death on his face, and he was so weak that he was not what a Nascent Soul cultivator should look like at all.

Li Fan suddenly felt frightened.

Just now, this monk didn't seem to be so serious. In just a short period of time when he went to find Senior Sister Zhao, the situation actually worsened a lot.

"Could it be that there's some evil spell?"

Li Fan also squinted his eyes and looked at it.

"Ahem... Daozi?" Suddenly, the monk saw the two people standing in front of him, and subconsciously struggled to get up, wanting to salute.

"It's okay. If you don't feel well, don't move around and have a good rest." Senior Sister Zhao stopped him and said gently.

"Meet..." This Dao Dao Sect disciple has never seen such a gentle and approachable side of Senior Sister Zhao in her life.

In an instant, it was like a flashback, and some life returned to his face. He stared at Senior Sister Zhao with eyes full of fascination, as if his soul had been taken away.

"Where did you go after you came down the mountain? What happened to you and who did you meet?" Senior Sister Zhao asked again.

Regardless of his dying body, the other party kept coughing and took a deep breath to explain everything to Senior Sister Zhao in detail.

Slowly, his breath became weaker and weaker.

But looking at Senior Sister Zhao's eyes full of curiosity, he still persisted and spoke intermittently.

Finally, after he said the last word, his breath suddenly disappeared.

But her eyes were still not closed, staring at Senior Sister Zhao stubbornly and reluctantly.

"Let's go!" Senior Sister Zhao grabbed Li Fan and left quickly.

At the same time, he handed over a purple-gold elixir and told Li Fan to take it.

"Purple Golden Pill of Creation?" Li Fan was shocked.

This kind of elixir is a secret treasure of the Dao Dao Sect. Generally speaking, only the powerful in the Immortality Realm can refine it. No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you don't die on the spot, you can recover in an instant after swallowing it. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's equivalent to a second life.

It is extremely rare, and the entire Dao Sect does not have much stock.

At this moment, Senior Sister Zhao ate such treasures without hesitation...

Li Fan immediately understood the seriousness of the matter and immediately swallowed the Purple Gold Pill of Creation.

"Don't waste it, wrap it with spiritual power, and slowly absorb the medicinal power." Senior Sister Zhao ordered while continuously casting spells to build layers of barriers around the two of them.

"What caused the death of that disciple, could it be contagious? What kind of spell is so powerful? Is it aimed at our Dao Sect?" Li Fan couldn't help but be a little shocked.

"It's more like a disease than a spell. A fatal disease that even monks can't avoid and escape." Senior Sister Zhao's face was more serious than ever.

Even when the great changes in the world came that made it impossible for Japanese and French practitioners to practice together, she was never so worried.

"Its goal is definitely not just our Dao Sect. It is to destroy all the monks in the world... This matter must be reported as soon as possible!"

Li Fan suddenly lost his mind: "Is it possible that there is another backlash from heaven and earth?! God, the thief, if we really want to kill them all, we will never succeed!"

"Cough...cough." As the two of them flew towards the sect's main hall, a strange pale color suddenly appeared on Senior Sister Zhao's face.

Then he couldn't control it and coughed lightly.

But soon, a purple-gold light emerged, and the paleness was slowly suppressed. The coughing sound disappeared, and Senior Sister Zhao's complexion became rosy again.

"Why did it happen so quickly? Senior sister, are you a Taoist practitioner?" An incredible fear suddenly emerged in Li Fan's heart.

If Hedao is like this, let alone a little cultivator like him?

At this moment, I couldn't wait for the symptoms to occur on my body, so I first used a trace of the medicinal power of the Purple Gold Pill of Creation in my Dantian to circulate throughout my body as a protection.

Sure enough, not long after doing all this, he suddenly felt a bit of fatigue welling up in his heart.

It was as if he had been fighting with Senior Sister Zhao for seven days and seven nights. His whole body was sore and his bones were about to fall apart.

My throat felt like it was being cut by a knife, but my body was like a drowning mortal, eager to get out of the water and take a big breath.

Fortunately, the Purple Golden Pill of Creation really deserves its reputation.

The power of the purple gold elixir circulates, and the abnormalities in the body disappear in an instant.

"Hiss... this disease is so vicious!" As if he had walked through the gate of hell, Li Fan looked at Senior Sister Zhao with a lingering heart: "Fortunately, Senior Sister, you have your elixir. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will be like the one just now Junior brother has followed suit!"

"Don't take it lightly, it's just to suppress the symptoms temporarily. The culprit that caused all this has not been eradicated. It is still hidden in our bodies." Senior Sister Zhao reminded her at the right time.

As if to confirm her words, she soon couldn't help but cough slightly.

Even though the symptoms were quickly resolved by the Purple Gold Pill of Creation, Li Fan's heart sank to the bottom.

They have magical elixirs to protect their bodies, but they still can't get rid of this unknown disease. How miserable would those ordinary Dao Sect disciples and ordinary cultivators be?

It's just unimaginable.

The two of them fought against the disease all the way and soon arrived at the sect's main hall.

Dao Dao Sect leader Ji Changxi, who had been informed by Senior Sister Zhao in advance, had already summoned all the elders to gather together.

Although Senior Sister Zhao has explained the horror of this disease in as much detail as possible, Ji Changxi and the elders of Dao Dao Sect also paid enough attention to it.

but……

But not that much attention.

In their eyes, even though they are both Hedao monks, Senior Sister Zhao, a newly promoted Hedao who has succeeded in breaking through with the help of the new method, obviously cannot be compared with their seniors who have been Hedao for hundreds of years.

They have countless secrets and various methods. This young Taozi will be injured by this unknown "disease", but they may not be.

Besides, they thought they were well prepared.

Many restrictions were placed around the open space in the hall, and they were blocked layer by layer.

He also opened the [Zhanyuan Dao Rushing Formation]. It seemed that they were only a few feet away, but in fact they were already several worlds apart.

Extremely safe and confident.

"You two, don't suppress the strange disease, and then each of you release a drop of your own blood." Ji Changxi ordered.

Li Fan and Senior Sister Zhao followed the orders.

Amidst the gentle coughing, two drops of blood that seemed to exude an ominous aura appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone watched from a distance, and the hall was silent for a while.

Suddenly, an imperceptible look of surprise flashed across Ji Changxi's face.