Immortal in my old age, I will live forever

The far east of the Eastern Territory, a land of border towns.

A special emotion of panic, excitement, and confusion spread among the hearts of many monks in the border town.

Since the amazing battle that took place in the fallen place not far from here a few months ago, many monks of the Northern Spirit Sect on duty here have all evacuated and have not returned for a whole month.

A group of four-region monks who had been enslaved for decades and who were almost numb did not dare to escape, and they guarded the even more deserted border town obediently like frightened quails.

There are even monks who dare not even take off the iron shackles of the forbidden law on their hands and feet, and are still working day after day during the period of being enslaved and controlled, plowing the spiritual fields with painstaking efforts, lest the monks of the Beiling sect will leave and return.

During this period, some teams of monks and spies from all over the world came to investigate the information one after another, some stayed in the border town, and some went to further regions.

On this day, hundreds of dark spirit boats suddenly appeared from the horizon of the distant mountains and forests.

A black army of monks, flickering with spiritual light, followed closely around the spirit boat, and came overwhelmingly.

The counterattack army of the Universal Cultivation Alliance finally appeared several months later.

In the border city, many monks panicked, and more and more people gathered on the city wall, or flew up, staring blankly at the black spirit boat that appeared in the distance as if covering the sky.

There was an atmosphere of depression, restlessness and anxiety in the air, and even the wind blowing from the forest seemed to be blocked.

Many people's throats are parched, and their hearts are seized by nervous emotions, making them on the verge of collapsing from fear and crying from excitement.

The reason for the fear is that the thought of the tragic war in the four seas and four domains is about to really start.

Excitement is because many of them have seen the flags flying on the spirit boat in the distance, including Tiandao Sect, Hualong Sect, and Five Elements Escape Sect.

Some of them used to be great disciples, but they were trapped in the Four Regions. They have been tortured for decades, and the situation is terrible. Now seeing these familiar flags appear, it is hard to restrain their emotions.

"It's back, it's all back!"

Someone's body trembled, tears streaming down his face, he couldn't help but open his arms, and flew up from the city wall to welcome him with a hug.

Some monks from the Four Regions, who had been outside the Territory of Suffering for a long time, also seemed to ignite the flame in their hearts suddenly at this moment, and cheered excitedly.

Someone immediately smashed the iron shackles for the companions beside him, as if at the same time defeated the suffering of being suppressed and controlled for nearly 30 years, and now the suffering is about to come to an end.

"They're back, we... are we finally free?"

Among the crowd, a woman with old clothes and haggard face, slightly aged, but still vaguely able to see the bright face of the past, trembled her lips. Her eyes, which were originally numb and almost dull, saw one of the large number of spirit boats with a A glimmer of hope emerged from the spirit boat under the banner of the Longevity Sect.

She is Le Yue, one of the disciples of the Changchun Sect who had a good chance of being promoted to Foundation Establishment.

However, since the team migrating with the sect leader Qiu Feng accidentally separated 30 years ago, he fled to the border town with many fleeing monks, where he was enslaved by the Beiling Sect for nearly 30 years.

Now 30 years have passed, she is now in her [-]s, but she has not made a single step in her cultivation, she has stopped at the sixth level of qi training, how difficult is it to break through and enter the foundation building in the future?
woohoo-

In the sky, spiritual boats lined up like iron walls charged straight forward, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

On one of the mountain-like spiritual boats bearing the banner of Tiandaozong, Qiao Zhaoxian, who is tall and imposing, stands outstandingly.

The eyes under his thick brows were fixed on the desolate border town in the distance like a torch, and the passion and excitement in his eyes could not be suppressed.

Fleeing overseas, wandering for 30 years, and now finally have the chance to come back.

Even if he will face bloody battles in the future, he is not afraid.

Last time, he fought to protect the sect.

This time, he will fight to regain the Four Realms.

Cultivating in battle and making breakthroughs in battle are the best ways for monks of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Now, he is back!

"Old Chen, you have already become the head of the sect, and you are still accustomed to cultivating in the sect, so let's see, which one of us will break through the golden core first!"

Qiao Zhaoxian's tiger's eyes exploded with intense energy, full of anticipation.

As for Gao Lingxiao of Shu Jiange on the other side, he didn't compare at all, she was a younger sister who hadn't broken through to the late stage of Jindan yet, at least he had broken through to the late stage in a while.

On the other side of the spirit boat in the Jiange of Shu, Gao Lingxiao walked out of the cabin with aggressive steps, raised his sword eyebrows slightly and looked towards the frontier city, and followed his pretty face to restore his usual proud and determined demeanor.

She glanced at the directions of Tiandaozong and Changshouzong, shook her head, and asked a senior assistant beside her.

"What is the preliminary work this time?"

The assistant junior immediately bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness, according to the arrangement of the Universal Cultivation Alliance, we only need to use the frontier city as a base to start building a counter-offensive stronghold and the first defensive front.

This process will take about three months, and during this process, we mainly stay here, patrol the surrounding area with the stronghold as the center, and fight steadily."

Gao Lingxiao raised his eyebrows, "Three months?"

"That's right. At least three months. In these three months, the main thing is to test each other and investigate information, especially the situation about the Blood Sacrifice Dao."

Gao Lingxiao nodded slightly, a pair of beautiful eyes sparkling, "It seems that there are no tricky tasks to trouble me for the time being, I can continue to practice with peace of mind, fortunately, the third-level spiritual veins in this city are still there"

Qiao Zhaoxian broke through to the late Jindan stage a month ago.

As for Chen Dengming, he had broken through to the late stage of Jindan more than ten years ago, and his cultivation speed was unimaginable.

At the beginning, she also said that Chen Dengming's cultivation speed was not as fast as Qiao Zhaoxian's.

In my heart, I even compared my cultivation speed to Chen Dengming's.

As a result, among the three of them, she is the most backward.

With her arrogance, it is impossible to say that she is not depressed. Although she admires the two of them very much, now she just wants to catch up.

Drizzle, like yarn, like fog.

The entire Tianxian Peak's mountains and buildings were painted with a thick layer of lead gray.

The rain is like silk, light and thin, without the sound of pattering, sneaking into the depths of the cave with the wind, mixed with bursts of spiritual light, it is really like the light of the fairy family, ethereal.

Long breaths of ups and downs came from the cave, and the scrolling spiritual light flickered.

In the blue-black aura, a figure sat cross-legged, puffing out clouds and mist, even though the spirit power was dormant, it was quite deterrent.

Suddenly, in the depths of the cave, there were two other figures shrouded in silver light, and one of them flickered sharply, bursting out with a tyrannical aura, and silver arcs shot from his body.

Then this aura suddenly disappeared, almost to nothing, and the figure that shone with the silver dao power aura disappeared out of thin air.

"Ok?"

Chen Dengming suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of energy. He was shocked to find that his Wuxian avatar had disappeared out of thin air.

He was just as big as a Martial Immortal avatar, and he was practicing, why did he suddenly disappear?

Even the imprint of the mind can no longer be sensed.

"Could it be."

Chen Dengming looked back in surprise, got up and walked to the rear cave.

The other Martial Immortal avatar who was studying the Dao body of the Human Immortal also stopped the process of gradually growing in size, and looked at the other avatar that disappeared out of thin air, puzzled.

"It seems that I have entered the Qiwujue Realm, and it is the Wuxin Realm, so I can't even sense the spiritual imprint now."

Chen Dengming frowned.

This is interesting.

It has never happened to him that he can't sense the mental imprint of the avatar.

This means that the avatar is out of his control.

But even when he was once controlled by Yinquan Guijun, he just couldn't control the clone, not that he couldn't sense the mental imprint of the clone.

"The avatar has entered the state of Wuxin, and there is a high probability that it will die with exhaustion of mental strength, and eventually have nothing."

Chen Dengming raised his eyebrows.

This means that he will lose a clone.

It's nothing more than losing a clone, he can re-condense a new clone.

But this clone, after all, has comprehended Man's Conqueror of Heaven and Seven Endless Realms for more than four months.

The demise of the avatar means that more than four months of comprehension and comprehension will also be buried along with it.

If he can sense the mind imprint of the clone, Chen Dengming can also rely on the mind-spirit connection to send mental power to the clone.

But now there is nothing to do, it seems that the only option is to accept the reality of the demise of the clone.

"It seems that this research on Seven Endless Lands is dangerous. If it doesn't work, people will disappear. I still have a clone here, and I can let the clone try to avoid risks."

Chen Dengming shook his head, and gave up continuing to condense the Martial Immortal avatar to study Seven Endless Realms.

This is not an easy task and can take a long time and effort.

In the past, he could study it slowly, but now that he needs to break through the realm as soon as possible, he needs to temporarily let go of this martial arts supernatural power that he does not know when he will be able to research it.

Chen Dengming made a formula, and was about to gather a celestial clone to assist in the practice of "Longevity Kung Fu".

Suddenly, my heart throbbed, and I vaguely felt the spiritual imprint connection of Wu Xian's avatar again.

"Ok?"

Chen Dengming's eyes showed a strange light, he dissipated the power of the immortal in his hand, and concentrated his mind carefully to feel the existence of capturing the avatar of the martial immortal.

His whole body's consciousness of feeling became more and more concentrated, and gradually seemed to go to the place where the Martial Immortal avatar was.

boom--

Chen Dengming's mind was shaken, he felt that his mind was like a stranded ship, isolated, unable to approach his clone, as if it was an inaccessible holy place.

A magnificent picture gradually appeared in his mind.

It was a magnificent hall, solemn and solemn, with three silver and introverted ancient characters written on the plaque - "Hall of Human Heart".

"The Hall of Human Heart among the three great halls of human immortality, the most illusory and most difficult to find the Hall of Human Heart? The Hall of Human Heart that is related to my spiritual inheritance."

Chen Dengming's mind was shocked, and he immediately restrained his mental excitement.

In the past, whether it was from Dongfang Huayuan's mouth or from the information left by the fourth Dao Wen of the Temple of Human Beings, he already knew that among the three halls of immortals, the Hall of Human Heart is the most difficult to find.

The Temple of Man is already illusory enough, but as long as one enters into the realm of the unity of heaven and man with martial arts supernatural powers, one can sense the Temple of Man and enter it.

But the Hall of Human Heart is said to only exist in the "heart of the heart", which is even more mysterious and difficult to find.

Chen Dengming tried various methods, but he couldn't find the Hall of Human Heart.

Unexpectedly, by chance and coincidence, the Martial Immortal avatar found the Palace of Hearts this time.

"Could it be that you can only enter the Hall of Hearts after you have no intention? If you want to plant flowers, the flowers will not bloom, and if you don't want to plant willows and willows to make shade."

If Chen Dengming realized something, he continued to observe the picture of the Palace of Hearts that appeared in his mind.

But there are two lines of words engraved on the doorposts on both sides-'people's hearts hang and turn, and the way of heaven is temporarily empty'.

The rows of ancient stone pillars in the hall coincide with the 36 Tiangang, leading directly to the high roof. The roof of the hall is made of green glazed tiles, and there are countless lamps inside, emitting a faint red light.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that the fire light in those lamps is not a normal fire light, but like jumping bright red faces, exuding different emotions.

There are many lifelike patterns painted on the walls of the ancient temple. There are scenes of many people participating in the war, scenes of mountains and rivers, vegetation, farming and livestock, interspersed with silver Daoist texts, which seem to contain infinite power.

At this time, Wu Xian's avatar was in the heart of the palace, surrounded by clusters of strange powers hanging down like auspicious clouds from the roof of the palace, and silver Daowen flying in after another.

"inherited?!"

When Chen Dengming saw this scene, he couldn't help being stunned.

His avatar entered the Hall of Human Heart and gained the power of inheritance.

Instead, his true self was blocked outside. Was there such an outrageous thing, and he couldn't tell the difference between big and small kings.

Just when Chen Dengming couldn't help being a little anxious, he suddenly felt the power fed back from the spiritual imprint of Wuxian's avatar.

In an instant, the dao power in his sea of ​​consciousness began to increase slowly, and silver beams of dao power shone in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Accompanied by it at the same time, there is also a strand of extremely pure unknown power like auspicious clouds.

Just a few strands made Chen Dengming feel an unbearable swelling pain from his dantian.

He was startled, and immediately sat cross-legged to control the movement of the golden core.

The golden core in the dantian was shaken by a wisp of auspicious cloud-like force, trembling slightly.

"What kind of power is this?"

Chen Dengming was stunned, and felt that this power seemed to be of the same origin as the power of immortality, and contained a trace of Taoism.

But it is not as sharp and high-end as human immortal power, it is softer and weaker.

But this is definitely not like the power of Nascent Soul.

"Could it be that Huashen needs to absorb the condensed power?"

Chen Dengming frowned, guessing in his heart.

The inheritance of the Hall of Human Heart may involve the power of the Dao, helping the inheritors to merge with the Dao when they transform into gods.

He didn't dare to absorb it hastily, trying to expel this ray of power, or suppress it with human immortal power.

However, the Dao power of humans and immortals in the sea of ​​consciousness turned around, and the running golden core was pulled by the Dao power, absorbing this ray of auspicious cloud-like power.

Chen Dengming was startled.

hum! ——

The golden elixir and golden awns are released, the elixir is dense, and the spiritual power spreads.

In the panel, the proficiency of "Longevity Technique" suddenly fluctuated violently.

At this moment, several strands of auspicious cloud-like power poured in through the spiritual imprint of the Martial Immortal avatar.

Chen Dengming didn't have time to rejoice at absorbing this force so easily, he felt his dantian bursting like a needle prick, swelling and painful.

At this time, the clone in the Hall of Human Heart was still enveloped by clusters of pure auspicious clouds and human immortal power.

"not good!"

Chen Dengming realized something was wrong.

If the avatar is allowed to continue to feed back like this, his real body might be blown out of his dantian and golden core.

But at this time, wisps of auspicious cloud-like power and dao power poured in, and the dantian was already stretched into agony.

Chen Dengming had no choice but to bite the bullet, and immediately used the golden pill to quickly absorb the power of auspicious clouds to relieve the pressure on his dantian.

At the same time, the mind transmits thoughts to the avatar to prevent it from absorbing and feeding back.

A dead fellow Taoist will not die a poor daoist, and even a dead avatar will not die a deity.

However, as soon as his thought was transmitted, it seemed to be cut off by the power of the Hall of Hearts, like a ship that ran aground upon reaching the shore, unable to transmit his thoughts to the soul of the clone in the temple.

Such a bad situation was beyond Chen Dengming's expectation. He thought it would be a chance to find the Hall of Human Heart, but it turned out to be this nightmare.

Sure enough, getting in touch with too high-end things too early may not be a good thing.

Maybe he will become the only monk who died at the hands of his avatar, and become a laughing stock in the world of cultivating immortals
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