Immortality!
Immortality is the fulfillment of all human desires.
Xuanxing, Jiufu Realm, Huangtian Realm, and even more other worlds, these two words are inevitable for any practitioner.
After all, what’s the point of practicing spiritual practice after death?
Immortality, immortality, immortality, immortality... The desires of practitioners are thousands of times greater than those of ordinary people.
He does not underestimate Yuanshen, but he also does not think that Yuanshen has no desires.
The longer you live, the less you want to die.
Before An Qisheng finished speaking, Chang Songzi's expression changed, and his smile became stiff and forced.
This kind of thing really cannot be refuted.
Tianji Zhenren's longevity is a fact. He had already achieved Yuan Shen more than a thousand years ago. No one would think that he could live for more than a thousand years.
No one thought he didn't want to continue living.
"call!"
He took a deep breath, suppressed the thought of leaving, and said:
"It's hard for the disciples to guess what the teacher's thoughts are, but the master has the world in mind and will definitely not do it for his own selfish desires."
“People’s hearts are ever-changing, who can say for sure?”
An Qisheng poured himself a glass of wine slowly:
"If you don't want to talk too much, please give me permission, Taoist Priest."
Changsongzi stopped talking, stood up, cupped his hands, and stepped into the air.
When he left the capital of Zhangzhou, he was suddenly surprised, "This is my apprentice's place, why should he drive me away?" '
But after leaving, where is the reason to turn back?
He could only roll up his sleeves and leave with a sigh.
"Sir, why didn't you agree to him? God's will is so hateful."
The yellow dog wags its tail and speaks human words.
"Just remember."
An Qisheng glanced at the yellow dog and said something:
"These people who are proficient in innate calculations have dirty hearts."
The yellow dog was stunned.
An Qisheng put down his money and stood up to say goodbye.
The old bat demon hid in the kitchen and watched. Seeing him go away, he was slightly relieved. Only then did he realize that his clothes were all wet and slippery. He didn't know whether he was busy or scared.
I just feel that the human world is too dangerous, and I want to quit.
.......
After leaving Zhangzhou City, Changsongzi did not stop at all and escaped through the sky all night long.
After three days and nights, we have traveled more than 20,000 miles and arrived at a mountain.
The mountains here are beautiful, and the grass and trees are green. At this time, it is almost early autumn and they are still as green as new. The mist surrounds the mountains like a jade belt, and there are clear springs flowing in it.
The mountains are nameless and the water is nameless.
On a big rock in the river, an old Taoist priest was sitting and fishing, as if he was drowsy.
Phew~
Changsongzi fell from the air to the river and bowed slightly: "Teacher."
Old Taoist, please bring the fishing rod. There is no fish in the straight hook.
"It's not easy to catch a fish."
The old Taoist priest sighed softly.
"Teacher, Master Wang Quan did not agree and seems to have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Heavenly Will Sect. Have you made a miscalculation?"
Changsongzi respectfully told what happened without any additions or deletions.
He was deeply in awe of Taoist Tianji, not only because of his unfathomable cultivation, but also because of his innate calculation skills and the fact that he lived long enough.
If he lives for a long time, nothing in this world can be hidden from him.
No one could lie to him without being caught.
"The human mind is ever-changing and cannot be fully calculated, just like the sky at this time, it is chaotic and difficult to see."
Old Man Tianji put down his fishing rod and seemed to sigh in his heart:
"It's a pity, but it doesn't hurt."
Changsongzi listened quietly.
It wasn't until Taoist Tianji finished speaking that he spoke hesitantly:
"The Ten Thousand Dharma Conference is not far away. Teacher, can you tell me, what exactly does Tianyi Taoist want to do? What do you want to do, is it for the emperor's cruelty?"
This question has been lingering in his mind for a long time. He has been questioning it since Taoist Tianji sat back and watched the Tianyi Sect dominate.
When I asked this question, I couldn't help but feel relieved.
"It seems that the real person Wang Quan is indeed extraordinary, and it actually makes you doubt your master?"
Old Man Tianji took a deep look at Chang Songzi.
The latter trembled and immediately fell to his knees: "Teacher Ming Jian, this disciple is just doubtful in his heart, not doubting the teacher."
"Whether you have doubts or not, only you know it. People's minds are ever-changing, and no one can count them all."
Taoist Tianji sighed softly.
Ignoring the disciple's changing expressions, he said to himself:
"The world has been decimated by the Nether Palace Lord. At this time, few people remember what kind of existence Huangtian Shirong is."
"teacher......"
Chang Songzi was terrified.
"Huang Tian is very cruel. Not many people want to know why he is named after Huang Tian."
Taoist Tianji picked up the fishing rod without hanging any bait, threw it into the river, and started fishing in a decent manner:
"More than a thousand years ago, probably more than a hundred years after the disappearance of Lord Netherworld, I trained my soul for my master and began to follow the footsteps of the ancient sages, as well as the legend of Emperor Tian's cruelty.
At that time, like most people, I didn’t understand what kind of existence Huangtian Shilu was. It wasn’t until later that I entered an ancient and powerful cave..."
The fear in Chang Songzi's heart gradually disappeared, and she listened with rapt attention.
Unexpectedly, when talking about this, Tianji Taoist remained silent and looked at Changsongzi through the bursts of water vapor.
In other words, he looked through the long pine nuts at An Qisheng, who was tens of thousands of miles away in Zhangzhou City and peered at this place with some strange means:
"Fellow Taoist has good methods, but it's a pity that he can't hide it from me."
What?
Changsongzi's heart was shocked, and the magic power in his body burned all over the body, but he found nothing strange, and his face couldn't help but become even more ugly.
He had long known that since Taoist Wang Quan could fight against the incarnation of Tianyi without defeat, he was definitely no match for him.
But he didn't expect that he would be tricked so quietly that he wouldn't even know he was being tracked.
"It's just some small tricks, not worth mentioning."
A faint voice came from Changsongzi's white hair hanging on the temples.
Then, the most ordinary white hair came off the body, and suddenly turned into an arc in mid-air, and An Qisheng's figure with a faint smile appeared inside.
"If you have anything you want to know, fellow Taoist, just come and ask me. Why do you need to use such means?"
Taoist Tianji's eyes were dim.
I tried to deduce it in my mind, but unfortunately I found nothing, the secrets were chaotic, and I couldn't trace the source at all.
This person, as rumored, does not have the slightest magic power in his body, let alone touch the heaven and earth.
Precisely because there is no fluctuation in mana, its tracking technique will not be noticed by Chang Songzi.
Otherwise, with Chang Songzi's caution, even if the real Yuanshen takes action, he may not be able to detect it at all.
This situation.......
"What's next? What did the real person find in that cave of sages? The origin of Emperor Tian's cruelty?"
On the other side of the Xuanguang Mirror, An Qisheng was lying on the eaves of a roof with a yellow dog in his arms.
The sight here is wide, with a sweeping view of Zhangzhou City. The sky is clear and blue, and the sun is shining brightly.
In the river, Taoist Tianji glanced at An Qisheng indifferently and did not answer. Instead, he asked:
"Fellow Taoist, do you think one hundred thousand years is long enough?"
"Nature is long enough for humans."
An Qisheng replied.
One hundred thousand years.
This is not a unit of measurement that ordinary humans can imagine. Even for the real Yuanshen, it is an extremely long time.
"Yes, even for us, this is an extremely long time. However, there are many rocks in this mountain that have existed for more than a hundred thousand years, or even a million years."
Taoist Tianji sighed softly and said:
"Words, history, civilization, inheritance... everything recorded in history seems to indicate that human beings have only existed for a hundred thousand years, but how many more billions of years have this world existed?
Were there humans one hundred thousand years ago?
Did the near-immortal Emperor Tian Shirong really only live for a hundred thousand years? "
Taoist Tianji's eyes were as clear as the sea, reflecting An Qisheng's calm face in the Xuanguang mirror.
The two looked at each other in the air for a long time, and an invisible energy spread.
The river water seemed to be boiling and bubbles were forming. The clouds and mist in the sky gathered at some unknown time, forming large dark clouds over the mountains.
A sense of depression filled the hearts of all living creatures in the mountains.
Chang Songzi couldn't help but tremble, feeling the pressure, and was very shocked because he knew it. This was a change in his teacher's mood.
"Maybe there is."
After looking at each other for a moment, An Qisheng nodded slightly.
The limit of the universe is far beyond what humans can imagine. It is a long period of time that can be measured in billions or even tens of billions.
In fact, measuring the life span of the universe based on human history is not a correct way to begin with.
Just like Xuanxing, Xuanxing's recorded history is only ten thousand years old, but Xuanxing itself has existed for more than five billion years...
"For more than a thousand years, I have been pursuing the mystery of heaven and earth, not just the ascension. For me, the fairyland of ascension is not necessarily more attractive to me than the mystery of heaven and earth..."
There were ripples in the depths of Taoist Tianji's eyes:
“Fortunately, you will finally get something.
Through many classics, I learned some secrets. The existence of the Emperor and Heaven's Ten Violences is far more than a hundred thousand years, and may even exceed a million years, and the existence of all the spirits of heaven and earth may be much older than the Emperor and Heaven's Ten Violences! "
Listening to Taoist Tianji's words, An Qisheng suddenly thought of the zombie king Zhushang.
This nearly immortal zombie king also has a lifespan. It will be reborn every 129,600 years, but the one who is reborn at that time will no longer be him, but only the zombie king.
"Twenty-nine thousand six hundred years."
"Um?!"
Hearing An Qisheng's words, Master Tianji's eyes suddenly burned, as if there were fire burning from the sky:
"you know?!"
"It's just a guess."
An Qisheng lowered his eyes, covering the divine light in his eyes.
"Yes, one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years. The owner of the cave calls it Yuan Hui, also called Ji Yuan."
After a moment, Master Tianji narrowed his eyes and nodded slightly:
"They can live through a whole era, or even every era. However, the ones who survive are only Huangtian Shiru, not necessarily the 'Gang' and 'Peptone' batch of Huangtian Shiru... "
"Yuan Hui, Ji Yuan."
An Qisheng touched his chin.
Taoist Tianji sighed softly:
"Now, fellow Taoist, do you still think that I will take Huang Tianshi's cruel idea?"
