Chapter 497: Bloodline in the History Books
Chapter 495 – Bloodline Leaves a History Book
“I think it’s very likely that the Five Elders Association is coming for these corpses and bones.” Sima Changkong said in a deep voice.
“Corpse bones? What do they want these corpse bones for?” Not realizing that under the Ten Thousand Immortal Island where he resided on a daily basis, the corpses of numerous ancient cultivators might still be buried, Li Fan’s heart was somewhat shaken. At the same time, facing Sima Changkong’s answer, he was somewhat puzzled.
“This is beyond my knowledge, maybe the Five Elders can bring the dead back to life? If those initial transmitters woke up and saw the current situation of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, I’m afraid that they wouldn’t just charge into the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and follow them to the end.” Sima Changkong let out a cold laugh.
“Hehe, Fellow Daoist be careful with your words.” Li Fan didn’t pick up the conversation, but instead digressed.
“The Cong Yun Mountain and Sea Change, the original transmitter of the law, and the origin of the Ten Thousand Immortal Islands ……”
“All of these are not things that are hidden to the extreme, with my understanding of today’s cultivators, I’m afraid that those Immortal Monarchs who have transformed into Gods may not be able to be like you, Taoist Friend, who is as knowledgeable as you are about all sorts of hidden secrets.”
“What exactly is the origin of fellow Daoist?” Li Fan could not help but ask with some curiosity.
“What origin can I have, but I am just an ordinary cultivator.” Sima Changkong said in disbelief.
Seeing Li Fan’s face full of disbelief, Sima Changkong proudly said, “So that you know, this world thing, as long as it happens, it will leave traces.”
“It doesn’t mean that erasing the memories of the cultivators will completely bury the truth of history.”
Sima Changkong stood up boldly, “There is nothing that can’t be said to others. I won’t hide it from you, fellow Daoist, I, Sima Changkong, am a historian!”
After he said that, the qi and blood in his entire body seemed to revolve violently.
Li Fan, who practiced the Creation Baking Furnace Technique and was incomparably familiar with the power of qi and blood, was surprised to find that the power of qi and blood in this Sima Changkong’s body was incomparably classy.
Some of them were very vigorous, resembling a baby that had just been born not long ago.
However, some of them were quite old, as if they had already existed for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
The power of qi and blood erupted from Sima Changkong’s body, forming a spectacular blood-colored river above his head.
When Li Fan looked closely, countless images and sounds flickered in each red blood droplet.
The higher up they went, the older the recorded images became.
The blood-colored river was spectacularly vast, and the amount of information recorded was so much that even with Li Fan’s current divine soul strength, he was a little dizzy after observing it for a few moments.
He could not help but be appalled and put away his direct gaze.
Sima Changkong saw Li Fan’s performance, and only then did he slowly put away his extracorporeal vision.
He slowly said, “This is the [Bloodline History Book], which was cultivated and compiled by my Sima clan, for generations.”
“Ever since our ancestor Sima Pei created this [Bloodline History] technique, our Sima family has made it our duty to exhaustively document the history of the Xuan Huang Realm.”
“Even if I die, I have no regrets, and it has been passed down for fifty-six generations now.”
“Fifty-six generations?” Li Fan was slightly stunned and was about to inquire.
However, he heard Sima Changkong nod his head and said, “Not bad, although practicing [Blood History], one’s own lifespan will be compressed to be no different from that of a mortal, however, we, the Sima clan, have never retreated.”
“What is there to fear in death? As long as there are still descendants of our Sima Clan alive, the [Bloodline History] will automatically find a suitable host to inherit to awaken and renew the greatness of the genealogical history.”
Sima Changkong said with a righteous face.
Hearing this, Li Fan could not help but stand in awe.
For the historian, Li Fan was by and large admiring.
In the time when he was still the Grand Xuan Master and did whatever he wanted, all the civil and military personnel in the court prostrated themselves under his authority and did not dare to have a word of opposition.
Only Daxuan’s historian was not afraid of his butcher’s knife.
Even if they were to threaten the lives of their entire clan, these people would still want to truthfully record in the history books that Li Fan had caused chaos in the palace and oppressed the Empress Dowager.
After Li Fan killed some people and realized that those who came after him still did so, he let it go.
Unexpectedly, in the Xuan Huang Realm, there were still historians as well.
While his heart was in respect, Li Fan’s heart was also slightly moved. The many histories of the Xuan Huang Realm were hidden in the mist.
Some of them were even deliberately hidden. Trying to figure out what happened in history just by consulting the canonical books was simply a fool’s errand.
And with the existence of Sima Changkong, a living history book, it was very different.
Li Fan deeply realized the importance of the cultivator in front of him, and once again took the initiative to chat with him.
Sima Changkong’s nature was also quite straightforward, and after becoming familiar with Li Fan, he also knew everything.
Li Fan also slowly learned that although the Sima clan could rely on their bloodline history books to record history.
However, the Xuan Huang Realm was vast. How can one person know everything about the world?
So the Sima clan also mastered the divine ability of [split blood and transform body], able to separate a part of the blood and create a split body.
Many bodies, traveling all over the place, so as to be able to record the history as detailed and true as possible.
Because of this, the Sima family’s lifespan is generally not very long.
The long river of bloodlines recorded countless information about the Xuan Huang Realm’s past.
In order to prevent accidents from occurring and causing dozens of generations of hard work to go down the drain.
The ancestors of the Sima Family had painstakingly created the secret method of [One is All].
That is, as previously stated, as long as there is still a Sima Family bloodline circulating in the world, the bloodline history book will never be cut off.
Li Fan asked about the definition of the Sima family bloodline.
Sima Changkong revealed a pleased smile.
As long as there was a Sima family bloodline in one’s ancestry, even if it was thin, it could be reproduced in the bloodline history book.
Thousands of years down the line, the mortal descendants of the Sima Family could be said to be spread throughout the Xuan Huang Realm.
It could be said that as long as the entire Xuan Huang Realm’s mortals were not slaughtered clean.
It would be impossible to completely eliminate the bloodline history books.
“Sima family, truly extraordinary! Good means, good magical powers!” Li Fan couldn’t help but praise even as he heard this.
Li Fan asked Sima Changkong for a communication spirit talisman and solemnly put it away in his storage ring.
“Fellow Daoist Sima, we must contact each other more often in the future.” Li Fan enthusiastically chatted with this Immortal Cultivation World Historian for a long time more before finally leaving reluctantly.
The split body returned to the old site of Ten Thousand Immortal Island. The original body that was far away in Shi Linzhou found that the communication talisman that was uniformly issued by the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance was constantly flickering.
Li Fan could not help but feel a little strange because normally, this spirit talisman would only be used when cultivators within the system of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance contacted each other.
Now that the Ten Thousand Immortals Island had been taken captive by the Five Elders Association, the entire administrative system of the Cong Yun Sea could be said to have been wiped out.
At this time, who would use this method to contact themselves?
With this doubt, Li Fan took out the communication spirit talisman and sensed it.
After a moment, his face looked a little odd.
“I am ordered to be the acting island master of Ten Thousand Immortal Island, responsible for the matter of reconstructing Cong Yunhai Immortal City.”
“The location is directly above the former Ten Thousand Immortal Island.”
“Execute it immediately without fail.”
Li Fan read it several times in a row before he was sure that it wasn’t the other party playing a joke on him.
(End of chapter)