My Simulated Longevity

"I think it is very likely that the Five Elders Association is here for these corpses." Sima Changkong said solemnly.

"Bones? What do they want these bones for?" Unexpectedly, the corpses of many ancient monks might be buried under the Ten Thousand Immortals Island where he lived every day. Li Fan was a little shocked. At the same time, facing Sima Changkong's answer, he was a little puzzled.

"This is not something I know. Maybe the Five Elders can resurrect the dead? If the original preachers wake up and see the current situation of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, they may not rush directly into the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Headquarters, fight them until death." Sima Changkong sneered.

"Haha, fellow Taoist, be careful what you say." Li Fan did not answer, but changed the topic.

"The changes in the mountains and seas in Congyun, the first transmitter of the Dharma, the origin of Ten Thousand Immortals Island..."

"These are all extremely secretive things. Based on my understanding of today's monks, I'm afraid those immortal kings may not be as knowledgeable about all kinds of secrets as fellow Taoists."

"Where did fellow Taoist come from?" Li Fan asked curiously.

"What is my origin? I am just an ordinary monk." Sima Changkong said disapprovingly.

Seeing the disbelief on Li Fan's face, Sima Changkong said proudly: "So that fellow Taoists will know that as long as things happen in this world, they will leave traces."

"It does not mean that erasing the memories of the monks will completely bury the truth of history."

Sima Changkong suddenly stood up: "Everything should be said to others. To be honest with you fellow Taoist, I, Sima Changkong, am a historian!"

After saying that, all the energy and blood in his body seemed to be running violently.

Li Fan, who practiced the Creation Baking Furnace Skill and was extremely familiar with the power of qi and blood, was surprised to find that the power of qi and blood in Sima Changkong's body was extremely complex.

Some are very vigorous, like babies that have just been born.

But some are quite ancient, as if they have existed for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

The power of Qi and blood spurted out from Sima Changkong's body, forming a spectacular bloody river above his head.

Li Fan looked carefully and saw that in every drop of red blood, there were countless images and sounds flickering.

The further up you go, the older the time of recording the images becomes.

The blood-colored river is majestic and vast, and there is so much information recorded that even with Li Fan's current strength of soul, he felt a little dizzy after observing it for a while.

I couldn't help but feel horrified and stopped looking directly.

Seeing Li Fan's performance, Sima Changkong slowly put away the external vision.

He said slowly: "This is the [Bloodline History Book], which was compiled and compiled by our Sima clan for generations."

"Since our ancestor Sima Pei created this [Blood History] technique, our Sima family has made it our mission to record the history of the Xuanhuang Realm in detail."

"Even if I die, I still have no regrets. This has been passed down to fifty-six generations."

"Fifty-sixth generation?" Li Fan was slightly startled and was about to ask.

But he heard Sima Changkong nod his head and said: "Yes, although practicing [Blood History] will shorten your lifespan to that of a mortal, our Sima clan has never flinched."

"What's the fear of death? As long as there are descendants of our Sima family alive, the [Bloodline History Book] will automatically find a suitable successor to awaken and continue to make history."

Sima Changkong said with an upright expression.

When Li Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be in awe.

Li Fan generally admired the historian.

When he was still the Grand Master of Daxuan and could do whatever he wanted, all the civil and military officials in the entire dynasty bowed under his power and did not dare to say a word of objection.

Only Daxuan's historian is not afraid of his butcher's knife.

Even if the lives of their entire family are threatened, these people will truthfully record Li Fan's troubles in the palace and oppression of the Queen Mother in the history books.

When Li Fan killed some people and found that those who came after him were still like this, he just let it go.

Unexpectedly, there are still historians in the Xuanhuang Realm.

While feeling respectful, Li Fan also felt a little moved in his heart.

Much of the history of the Xuanhuang Realm is hidden in the mist.

Some are even deliberately hidden. Trying to figure out what happened in history just by consulting the classics is simply a fool's errand.

But with the existence of Sima Changkong, a living history book, it is completely different.

Li Fan deeply realized the importance of the monk in front of him, and started chatting with him again.

Sima Changkong also had a quite upright temperament, and after getting to know Li Fan gradually, he knew everything he knew.

Li Fan also gradually learned that although the Sima clan can record history through blood history books.

But the Xuanhuang Realm is extremely vast. How can one person know everything about the world?

Therefore, the Sima clan also mastered the magical power of "Blood Dividing Incarnation", which can separate a part of the blood and create a clone.

Many clones traveled all over the place to record history as detailed and true as possible.

It is precisely because of this that the life span of the Sima family is generally not very long.

The long river of blood records countless information about the past of the Xuanhuang Realm.

In order to prevent accidents, the hard work of dozens of generations was wasted.

The ancestors of the Sima family worked hard and created the secret method of "One is the whole".

As mentioned before, as long as the blood of the Sima family is still circulating in the world, the blood history will never be cut off.

Li Fan asked again about the definition of "Sima family bloodline".

Sima Changkong showed a proud smile.

As long as the ancestors have the blood of the Sima family, no matter how thin it is, the history of the bloodline can be reappeared.

For thousands of years, the mortal descendants of the Sima family can be said to be spread all over the Xuanhuang Realm.

It can be said that as long as all the mortals in the Xuanhuang Realm are not slaughtered.

It is impossible to completely eliminate blood history books.

"The Sima family is really extraordinary! Good methods and magical powers!" Li Fan couldn't help but praise after hearing this.

Li Fan asked Sima Changkong for a communication talisman and solemnly kept it in the storage ring.

"Fellow Daoist Sima, we must keep in touch in the future." Li Fan enthusiastically chatted with the historian of the world of immortality for a long time before finally leaving reluctantly.

When the clone returns to the old site of Wanxian Island. I, who was far away in Shi Linzhou, discovered that the communication talisman issued by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was flashing continuously.

Li Fan couldn't help but feel a little strange, because normally, this talisman would only be used when the monks in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance system contact each other.

Now that Wanxian Island has been kidnapped by the Five Elders Association, the entire administrative system of Cong Yunhai has been wiped out in one fell swoop.

At this time, who would contact me in this way?

With this doubt, Li Fan took out the communication talisman and sensed it.

After a moment, his face looked a little strange.

"I was ordered to act as the island owner of Wanxian Island and be responsible for the rebuilding of Congyun Sea Fairy City."

"The location is right above the former Ten Thousand Immortals Island."

"Implement it immediately without any mistakes."

Li Fan looked at it several times in a row, and then he was sure that the other party was not a joke on him.