"Want to open up the martial arts of immortality and save all sentient beings in the world?"
"The man of God is so ambitious and bold!"
In the Lingjiu Palace of Tianshan Mountain, a young girl fell down on the mountain. The virgin saw that there was a sign of two suns flying in the sky over there, and then she heard the majestic sound spreading thousands of miles, and she spoke like this in an old-fashioned way.
"Just immortality..."
"Ah!"
"So what if I live forever? I practice the Eternal Spring Kung Fu, and I can rejuvenate myself in thirty years. If I wish to live, let alone a thousand years old, three to five hundred years should be easy."
"But what about immortality?"
"If I gain immortality, will it be possible for me to have everything I want?"
The girl on the mountain saw the bright sun in the sky thousands of miles away, and then listened to the majestic and loud sounds in her ears, which seemed to be lingering in an endless stream. The girl's eyes first showed admiration, and then a moment later, there was pride on the girl's face. Self-mockery surfaced.
She is proud of the fact that her martial arts is transcendent from ordinary martial arts, and the longevity that ordinary people seek is within her reach.
But this self-deprecation is also about oneself.
Even if you can live another three to five hundred years on earth, you can't exchange for the love of one person. What's the use of living for three to five hundred more years?
"Child Elder, I only have the Everlasting Eternal Spring Kung Fu, which is enough, but my practice went wrong after all."
"Since the gods are willing to open the door to immortality in martial arts and say that the martial arts of heaven and humans can prove the heavens and humans, I also want to see how mysterious the martial arts of heaven and humans is!"
"If I can make up for my own martial arts with the martial arts of a heavenly being, it might make my body a few years older. After I obtain the martial arts knowledge of a heavenly being, I'll see my good junior brother again!"
"I just don't know if my good junior brother will be able to fall in love with me at that time?"
There was a soft laugh from the girl's mouth, but she could only hear the girl's laughter, and she could clearly hear that there was a lot of desolation in this laughter.
"Tong Lao, I can't leave the mountain, but I can let the Thirty-six Cave Masters and the Seventy-two Island Masters go to the God's Dojo to help me."
"Those Thirty-six Cave Masters and Seventy-two Island Masters are nothing more than a bunch of drunkards to me, but their strength can still be said to be good in the arena."
"The Shenren Dojo has both the spiritual grass and the fairy fruit, as well as the martial arts of the Heavenly Man. Let those group of wine bags and rice bags be brought for me, Child Elder. Maybe my physical problems can really be solved?"
"Even if it doesn't solve my problem, it will be a comfort to me, Tong Lao, to improve my martial arts."
"After all, even if I don't send people to Kamito Dojo Mountain, I think that bitch will probably send people."
"If I let that bitch get the Immortal Grass Spirit Fruit and increase my strength, I'm afraid that bitch will be eager to find me!"
The child elder on the mountain took one more look at the scene there, leaving only these words that dispersed with the mountain wind. When I looked towards the mountains again, how could I still see the figure of the virgin on the mountains?
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"The gods opened Nanshan, and there are spiritual herbs and medicines, as well as the martial arts of gods and humans?"
"Nanshan..."
"God man..."
"I wonder if this magical herb and elixir can restore my appearance. As for the so-called celestial martial arts, can it make me stronger than my good senior sister?"
In the Xixia Palace, there was an ageless-looking princess dressed in plain white clothes. She looked like an earthly fairy, and her clothes fell on the palace.
The woman stood in the Xixia Palace and saw the bright sun rising in the sky in the Song Dynasty, and there were thousands of different styles flowing between her brows.
But when talking about her good senior sister, the woman couldn't help but increase her tone, and there was a bit of resentment in her eyes.
The two junior sisters also have a special understanding of each other. When Child Elder heard that the god opened the dojo, she thought of her junior sister Li Qiu Shui. When Li Qiu Shui saw the god turn into a bright sun, why wasn't he thinking of his senior sister?
The two of them were mostly thinking about each other's actions. Except for Child Elder mentioning that she wanted to see her junior brother again, Li Qiushui, the first wife, really didn't mention his senior brother at all.
As for the origin of the grudge between the two junior sisters, Wu Yazi, they were being carried out of the Leigu Mountain cave by their disciples.
All the senior and junior sisters are unreliable, but Wu Yazi’s disciple Su Xinghe has never left her for decades.
At this time, the master and the disciple saw the strange scene in the direction of Guishan, and then listened to the words of the god. The excitement in Su Xinghe's eyes was only visible to the naked eye.
"Master, your injuries may be saved..."
Su Xinghe carried Wu Yazi on his back and expressed great joy in his words.
A few days ago, when the big star was about to fall into Zhuxia, but the sky was turned upside down by the god, Su Xinghe had already prepared to go to the god's dojo in person to ask for the magic medicine to help his master recover from his injuries.
But before Su Xinghe left, he received a reply from his disciple Hangu Bayou. The mountain was closed to the gods, and there was a dead line in the mountain. Ordinary people could not cross the dead line and go to the mountains to worship the gods.
After hearing the news, Su Xinghe's heart felt like cold water. Adding to his worry about Ding Chunqiu, he continued to stay in Leigu Mountain with his master Wu Yazi.
Originally, the hope that had just risen in Su Xinghe's heart was about to be extinguished. Now that he saw the god emitting immeasurable light and speaking the martial arts words of the Kaitian, Su Xinghe's dead heart began to beat again.
But Su Xinghe had never seen Wu Yazi on his back only have a dull smile on his face after listening to his disciple's words.
"There is no need to run back and forth for me anymore. My injuries have been accumulated for decades. If I can ask God to personally take action, I might still be able to save him. But it's just the magical herbs and elixirs in God's dojo, which may not be the best for me. it works."
"So many years have passed, idiot, it's time to look away!"
Wu Yazi looked at Su Xinghe, whose hair color and face were much older than hers, with a look of pity in his eyes.
After decades of sitting in the mountains with a useless body, Wu Yazi himself was also heartbroken. If he didn't want to see his traitor die first, Wu Yazi would have died long ago.
How could such a person imagine seeing his only disciple running around for him again?
"But my disciple, I really don't want to see my master suffer like this!"
"If the elixirs and fruits in the mountains cannot save Master, then Xinghe will carry Master on his back and go straight to the Guishan Divine Dojo. Even if he loses his life, Master will be able to recover."
Su Xinghe listened to the words behind him, turned around and looked at Wu Yazi, his eyes full of determination. He listens to Wu Yazi's words on other matters, but he only insists on his own way in this matter.
If he hadn't been so determined to have his own way, he wouldn't have pretended to be a deaf-mute in Leigu Mountain and stayed trapped in the mountain for half his life.
Wu Yazi had two apprentices in his life, one deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, while the other was extremely pure and filial.
After Su Xinghe finished saying this, he said nothing else and just carried Wu Yazi on his back. Not caring whether he broke his oath, he just carried Wu Yazi and walked towards Guishan.
"I'm afraid Ding Chunqiu won't be able to notice that Master and I have left Leigu Mountain for a while."
"As long as I take Master to the vicinity of Shenren Dojo, no matter how bold Ding Chunqiu is, he will not dare to harm Master near Shenren Dojo."
When Su Xinghe carried Wu Yazi on his back and walked, he saw that there seemed to be hesitation in Wu Yazi's eyes, so he added another sentence.
After Wu Yazi listened to Su Xinghe's words, he fell silent at first, and then let out a long sigh.
"Then, build a coffin for me!"
"I can't persuade you, so I'll go through this with my disciple. If I can't be saved, burying me near that god-man's dojo can be regarded as my last wish."
After Wu Yazi sighed, he spoke softly again.
Su Xinghe, who was carrying him on his back, paused for a moment, then returned to his original state after half a breath.
Three hours later, at the foot of Leigu Mountain, only an old man with white hair could be seen carrying a coffin.
As for the Ding Chunqiu mentioned by the master and apprentice, he was standing on the beach of Xingxiu Sea with his hands behind his back.
Yuan Shenghuahao's sun emits immeasurable light and only radiates for thousands of five hundred miles. Ding Chunqiu's Xingxiu Sea is originally invisible in the offshore area.
But Ding Chunqiu has been running Xingxiu Sea for decades. After the news about the God Man opening a dojo spread, it only took Ding Chunqiu half an hour to get the news.
At this moment, he was standing on the shore of Xingxiu Sea, looking towards the Song Dynasty again. Just looking at Ding Chunqiu's fairy-like appearance can really give people the illusion that Ding Chunqiu can see scenes thousands of miles away.
"Celestial martial arts? Spiritual grass and fairy fruit?"
Ding Chunqiu didn't know how long he looked like this. After a short while, he murmured softly again, as if he was confirming something.
"This is my chance, old immortal!"
"When I, the old immortal, master the martial arts of heavenly beings and supplement my star-absorbing technique, I, the old immortal, can also be that immortal heavenly being!"
Ding Chunqiu smiled at the corners of his eyes, and as he spoke, his white hair danced in the sea breeze.
In the eyes of others, such a good-looking appearance is indeed a fairy, but at this moment, the eyes of this fairy are only filled with ambition.
Ding Chunqiu's heart seemed to be filled with all kinds of agitation as he thought of the scene where the big star overwhelmed Zhu Xia a few days ago, and then replaced him with the person who could turn the sky to Zhu Xia.
Tubo Kingdom, in the Imperial Prefecture.
"Amitabha, the little monk's destiny is about to come."
"If there is a heavenly being in the world, and a young monk reaches the pinnacle of martial arts, then there should be a young monk!"
In the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, the Tubo Imperial Preceptor Jiumozhi looked at the various summer lands, lowered his head and clasped his hands together, his eyes full of smiles.
"Martial Arts Celestial Being?"
Outside the Shaolin Temple, a masked man looked in the direction of Guishan, his eyes flickering.
Also in the other direction of the Shaolin Temple, another masked man frowned, but the brilliance in his brows was the same as that of the masked man before.
Faintly, the masked man could be heard whispering and asking.
"Can martial arts gods reverse life and death?"
The two people spoke back and forth, hesitated slightly, and then rushed towards Guishan one after another.
At the foot of Songshan Mountain, there was a young monk who was about to step into the Shaolin Temple. Hearing the movement of the God's Dojo behind him, the monk couldn't help but turn around and frown.
"Gods can lead to immortality, and martial arts can lead to heavenly beings?"
The monk looked in the direction of Guishan, with a look of surprise on his brows. Knowing that he had just discovered the way forward for martial arts, the god was passing on the martial arts from heaven to man, which naturally made the monk suspicious.
But after a while, the monk seemed to have figured something out. He raised one hand in front of him, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.
"Gods and gods have martial arts passed down from generation to generation, and old monks also see the way forward for martial arts!"
"Although the gods are truly divine beings, who can say that mortals must be inferior to gods?"
"The old monk has been a kind man in his life, but this time he really wants to compete with the gods and men. I can only see whether the gods and men will be better in martial arts that day, or the old monk will be able to go further in martial arts."
When the monk spoke, there was only a slight smile on his lips.
I saw the monk chuckle, and in a trance, I seemed to see the scene of Sakyamuni holding flowers and smiling in the Buddhist scriptures...
