Chapter 230: Ancient Body Transformation Dao

Chapter 230: Ancient Body Transformation Dao

Accompanying the overwhelming sense of weakness was the intermittent memory belonging to Tian Yang himself.

Master is a good person.

Eldest Senior Brother is handsome and also a good person.

Second Senior Brother is a bit weird but also a good person.

Third Senior Brother is silent but is the best person.The initial posting of this chapter occurred via noovelllbbin

...

What a mess.

Li Fan spent a long time sorting out the chaotic memories of Tian Yang.

He was picked up by his master from the wilderness and raised.

Since childhood, he was weak and sickly, needing to take medicine every day to maintain his health.

Fortunately, although the number of people in the sect was not large, all his senior brothers were exceptionally kind and doting.

...

Struggling to lift his head, Li Fan, now in the body of a five or six-year-old child, finally understood what was going on.

Children have simple minds.

And because Tian Yang's body was very weak, his activities were limited to the small mountain gate.

Furthermore, he spent most of his time in deep sleep.

It was normal for his memories to only involve people close to him.

"I don't even know the names of my master and senior brothers."

"As for the sect and the Ancient Body Transformation Dao..."

Li Fan, who had understood the general situation, was about to prop up his body to observe the surroundings.

A wave of fatigue suddenly surged to his heart.

"The little guy's physique is really weak to an absurd extent." This thought flashed through Li Fan's mind, and he fell into a deep sleep again.

In a daze, he didn't know how much time had passed.

Li Fan seemed to hear a series of urgent and continuous bell sounds.

He wanted to open his eyes but was unable to do so at all.

Once again, he fell into another deep sleep.

Next, Li Fan was awakened by the conversation coming from his ears.

"What nonsense is this Immortal Recruitment Order? Why bother with it! Those major sects' members number in the thousands, and sending a few people is no big deal."

"With this puppet, if you're tired and can't walk, you can let it carry you everywhere. You won't have to ride on Eldest Senior Brother every time..." Ling Xiao said, gradually lowering his voice.

Li Fan looked up and saw that Second Senior Brother's eyes had turned red.

"Second Senior Brother..."

"Hehe, it's okay. You play with the puppet here for a while. I have to discuss matters with Master and the others." Saying this, Ling Xiao patted Li Fan's head and turned away.

After a while, Li Fan quietly followed.

However, the door to the main hall was tightly closed, and it seemed to be protected by restrictions, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

Helpless, Li Fan decided to explore other places within the sect.

Suddenly, he thought of something. Li Fan manipulated Tian Yang's young body and struggled to reach the sect's ancestral hall.

Using all his strength, Li Fan finally pushed open the heavy door.

In the spirit tablets at the bottom, Li Fan found the one belonging to Eldest Senior Brother, Si Xing.

After contemplating for a moment, Li Fan paid his respects, slowly withdrew, and closed the door again.

He wanted to go elsewhere, but the feeling of exhaustion in his body struck again.

As if he had been starving for several days and nights, Li Fan's whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Tian Yang's body seems to have some hidden ailment, it's not just an ordinary weakness."

Even walking became a problem. With a determined heart, Li Fan tried to control the small puppet in his hand.

In an instant, the originally toy-sized puppet turned into the size of an adult.

Under Li Fan's command, the puppet lifted him back to the room.

"This puppet seems to be just a little stronger than an ordinary person, and doesn't have any cultivation."

Lying on the bed, Li Fan thought about this, and then he couldn't hold on any longer, slowly falling asleep again.

After a while, Li Fan was awakened by a thunderous sound.

"Esteemed envoy, please spare our Ancient Body Transformation Dao."

"Including me, the Ancient Body Transformation Dao only has five people in total."

"In just a few years, two of my disciples have tragically died on the front lines."

"If this continues, before the enemy arrives, the heritage of my Ancient Body Transformation Dao will be severed!"

The master's desolate voice continued to narrate.

But the other party seemed completely indifferent, "Don't complain to me. I've seen sects far worse off than yours, so what?"

"Within seven days, you must send another person to join."

"Otherwise..."

"Whether one dies or all of you die, you choose!"