Longevity begins with loose cultivation

Chapter 838 Passing the torch from generation to generation

Immortal Court, somewhere in a main hall.

The area of ​​the main hall is not small, covering several miles in circumference.

The flat ground is paved with long moon-white bricks, and the walls on all four sides are made of the same material. Through the heavily worn golden lines on the surface, you can vaguely see the dignity of this place in the past.

But now, the prosperity of the past is long gone.

At this moment, deep in the hall, there was a high-backed bench, with a figure lying on the armrest.

Suddenly, as if he noticed something, the figure slowly opened his eyes.

Immediately, His gaze penetrated all the obstacles, crossed the endless sea of ​​bones in the Immortal Courtyard, passed over the buildings that were glowing again and reflected the golden light, and fell into the troubled world outside.

"Has it started yet?"

A weak voice came from the figure's mouth. He moved his thin body, looked away from the creatures in the fairy world, and walked step by step towards the center of the hall.

Every time He took a step, the temple lit up.

It can be seen that at this moment, there is a square-shaped altar in the center of the main hall. The golden sunlight is shining down and falling on a small golden tree in the center of the altar.

This tree is not a shadow, but it seems to be malnourished and appears pale golden.

The ground near the altar is now in a mess, with many traces of fighting skills vaguely visible, such as deep pits or awe-inspiring sword marks. Further away, there are several corpses of different colors lying on the ground. Apparently there had been a fierce battle here, and only the thin figure survived to the end.

The thin figure ignored the surroundings, and his eyes fell on the small tree.

Raising his skinny left hand, a dim ring slowly appeared.

He looked nostalgic and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Then, crush it into pieces.

"Om-"

Immediately, the little tree seemed to be reborn, and suddenly radiated a beam of light that reached the sky.

At this time, all the creatures in the six realms saw a shocking scene, but saw that the golden tree that had disappeared for a long time appeared above their heads again.

Just as all souls were marveling, pieces of golden leaves fell.

Wherever the fallen leaves reach, the abyss recedes like the tide.

Golden Township, Tongyun Sect.

A figure was putting on the prepared clothes. It was Lu Yun who previously existed as a remnant soul. For her who once stood on the top of the fairy world and touched the supreme realm, it was not difficult for her to come back from the dead.

But at this moment, she looked up in shock.

Looking at the golden tree reappearing in the sky, Lu Yun burst into tears.

"Silly brother"

at the same time.

Somewhere, two figures quietly emerged.

"Sure enough, the one from Immortal Court did that after all."

"Isn't this something that was expected a long time ago?"

"indeed."

"What should we do next?"

"How? Haha, although this generation of Tian Daozi is weak, his realm is beyond our reach. Even he is powerless against the great catastrophe of heaven and earth. How can we save the world?"

"You can't just do nothing, right?"

"Don't worry, I have already made a plan, after I become Tiandaozi."

The speaker slowly raised his left hand, and there were two rings floating on it. Then he smiled confidently, and another ring appeared.

"Naturally, Pagoda. It turns out that you have already gathered it all."

"Congratulate me."

As the corridor master raised his right hand, a shining silver ring also appeared in his hand.

To be precise, the three rings were the Dao rings coming together, which immediately caused an astonishing celestial phenomenon. A stream of light suddenly descended from the sky and fell directly on his body surface.

The figure opposite looked at this scene and remained silent.

The next moment, the owner of the corridor disappeared. When he appeared again, he was already in a large hall.

Looking at the throne in the depths and the altar in front of him, the corridor master couldn't hide his excitement and murmured: "The fire has been passed down from generation to generation, and now it's time for me to sit on this position."

If we talk about the ultimate pursuit of a monk in the immortal world, in his opinion, it is to become a disciple of Heaven.

Feel that unprecedented state.

Before this

Because the Taoist Master moved his eyes towards the altar, he presented the three Taoist rings with great care.

As soon as it touched the altar, the rings suddenly emitted three colors of light, all representing the colors they represented, but then they all changed colors as if they were infected.

Immediately, the Tao Circle merged into one.

At the same time, the main surface of the corridor also glowed with golden light.

The golden light lifted his figure and finally landed on the throne.

But then, the corridor master's expression froze, showing an unprecedented look of fear. Just as he was about to stand up, the golden light on his body had merged with the throne, and he was forced to sit down.

The golden flame suddenly rose, and no matter how hard the people on the seat struggled, it was of no avail.

In the sky outside, the golden trees gradually became solid.

"Burn another one!"

Lu Yun, whose tears were still wet, was looking at the solid golden tree in the sky, her delicate face full of sarcasm. How could she, who was once the son of Heaven, not understand the consequences of sitting on the throne in the deepest part of the fairy court?

Whether you like it or not, you will become fuel.

Help Taimeng continue.

Time flies.

Thousands of years have passed since the great tribulation arrived.

Outside Luofu Fairy City, a sightseeing boat slowly lifted into the sky. The tour guide's voice was gentle and sweet, reaching the ears of every tourist on the boat at just the right size.

"Next, we will visit the Holy Land of Linghuan - Time Pond!"

Along with her words, a stretch of buildings in the distance came into view.

"Wow!"

The tourists on the boat had never seen such a shocking scene.

"Are the immortals really practicing in the deepest part of it?"

"That's right!"

The tour guide said with a smile on his face.

She said this with a look of reverence on her face, "That is the master of Luofu who single-handedly founded Luofu, led everyone to build the Tongtian Immortal Bridge, and created countless miracles."

In today's Luofu, everyone knows the deeds of Kong Kongzi.

Not only tour guides, there are also people who know it among tourists.

"Yes, that's really a legend." Huang Huayuan, who once belonged to the Immortal Alliance and is now a Mahayana monk, heard this and felt full of approval in his heart.

Immediately, his eyes penetrated the heavy spiritual clouds and landed on the main hall deep inside.

"A living legend!"

Suddenly, the light pillar in the sky above the Time Pool disappeared.

What followed was a dense explosion.

Before anyone could understand what was happening in the Holy Land of Time Pond, another beam of light suddenly soared into the sky and penetrated the sky at an astonishing speed, followed by a terrifying aura.

"Boom!"

I don’t know when dark clouds will appear, trying to cover the blue sky.

Lu Zhong walked out of the broken hall step by step. He just glanced at the sky, and the black clouds of calamity that had gathered just now completely disappeared.

Compared with before the retreat, his cultivation level has once again broken through, and he is now in the late stage of the Seventh Realm Golden Immortal.

"Speaking of which, this unexpected breakthrough is thanks to thousands of years of sharpening the sword." He lowered his head and looked at his hand, and there was a small silver-gray ball lying there, his eyes filled with joy.

(End of this chapter)