Evergreen Immortal.

Chapter 802 Whose ancestors weren't once wealthy?
Wanshengwu!
Li Rui's pupils contracted slightly.

"To bet on victory" is to bet on a certain outcome.

Each type of suppressive substance corresponds to a specific principle.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there existed a thing called Wanshengwu, which, as the name suggests, could suppress all kinds of beings regardless of their nature!

The small green bottle in his hand was the magic potion.

'The Jade Palace actually holds a treasure trove of rare items?!'

Li Rui was startled.

You must know that the value of this treasure is extremely high, almost equivalent to creating a True Monarch by ignoring the Great Dao. Even the Four Supreme Beings may not possess such a celestial treasure.

Zhuge Ming chuckled and said, "You can take it without worry. This Wansheng item is only for True Monarchs. As for the Wansheng item at the Dao Monarch level, not to mention me, even a behemoth like the Sanqing Sect can't produce one."

"Don't look down on Taihua Prefecture just because you've gone to Zhongzhou. Let me tell you, kid, it'll be enough for you to live on for a lifetime."

In fact, he had kept this item for a long time.

Li Rui has been observing ever since he returned from the Ascension Platform.

If Li Rui obtained the amulet, there would be no need for him to keep it and leave it to his descendants.

After all, taking more is useless.

However, after Li Rui returned to Baiyujing, he remained in seclusion for several years, and there was still no sign of him breaking through his cultivation level.

Before Li Rui could even come to them.

Zhuge Ming himself got anxious first.

He's probably the first Dao Lord to rush to deliver Wan Shengwu's gifts.

It's so heartbreaking.

Li Rui took a deep breath and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Ancestor."

Zhuge Ming waved his hand: "Cultivate diligently and become a Dao Lord as soon as possible. That will be more useful than thanking me."

"These three Wansheng artifacts were passed down from my ancestor Bai Yujing."

"Two of them have already been used; this is the last one."

Upon hearing this, Li Rui was even more surprised.

Bai Yujing was so extravagant.

Zhuge Ming glanced sideways, taking in Li Rui's expression, and snorted, "You brat, just because you went to Zhongzhou, you think Baiyujing has fallen behind?"

"Every family has had a wealthy past."

"Our Baiyujing lineage actually originated from the ancient Celestial Court lineage."

Ancient Celestial Court!
Even though Li Rui had already guessed it, he still couldn't calm down when Zhuge Ming said it in person.

Zhuge Ming then revealed a smug expression: "All the treasures of the celestial court have been collected. Otherwise, where do you think these treasures of the Jade Capital came from?"

"It's a family heirloom!"

Li Rui's spirits lifted.

Good guy!
Zhuge Ming gave him the Wansheng item, which meant he regarded him as a true lord and was qualified to know the secrets of Baiyujing.

Zhuge Ming said leisurely, "Changqing, it's not really a secret. Our founder of Baiyujing came from the hidden sect in Zhongzhou and established his sect in Taihua Prefecture. While the main lineage in Zhongzhou gradually declined, Baiyujing has always survived."

"Some immortal sects in Zhongzhou are also aware of this matter."

"It's not that no one has coveted our heritage."

"Only if our Baiyujing has two Dao Lords in each generation can we preserve our family business."

Li Rui nodded slowly.

The more one learns about the cultivation world, the more one realizes the extraordinary nature of the immortal tree in Baiyujing.

Holding on to it will not be an easy task.

Zhuge Ming: "You don't need to worry about these things. Before, we had Fei Yu and I, these two old guys. Now we have Jianhe. When you become a Dao Lord, that's when you should be concerned."

He then waved his hand.

No requirements.

It's like an elder casually buying a small gift for a younger person.

Zhuge Ming then handed Wan Shengwu to Li Rui.

I won't ask about anything else.

Li Rui put the small green bottle into his Purple Mansion, feeling a warmth in his heart.

"Thank you, ancestor."

Zhuge Ming raised the fishing rod without a hook again, and without turning his head, he said, "Go, break through as soon as possible, and I might be able to protect you for a while."

"Mysterious Heaven Liquid"

Li Rui gazed at the small green bottle in his hand, silently reciting something in his mind. Within the legacy of the Daoist Master of Longevity, there was a Hundred Treasures Record, which contained information about this small green bottle.

handed down.

This substance is the immortal elixir refined by the ancient Lingbao Immortal Venerable.

It is specially bestowed upon promising juniors.

An item belonging to a celestial being is naturally extraordinary.

Suppressing all obstacles!

【Chang Sheng Ting】.
Li Rui thought to himself.

His original plan was to go into seclusion in Baiyujing and forcibly plant the [Sitting in Oblivion Abyss], a method that, although time-consuming, was the safest.

But Zhuge Ming gave him the Xuan Tian Liquid.

Choices bring about change.

The Changsheng Court is a manifestation of the immortal path, and its superior qualities are hard to find in the world.

Perhaps only this wondrous thing is qualified to suppress evil.

Compared to forcibly cultivating the [Sitting in Oblivion Abyss], the time spent cultivating the [Longevity Court] is actually not much different.

Moreover, although the various paths cultivated by the Hunyuan Wandao Method are not ranked in terms of superiority or inferiority, they are ranked in order of priority.

The seeds that take root first always grow stronger.

This is also reflected in his senior brother, Wuzhong Daojun.

Li Rui was not an indecisive person and made a decision quickly.

【Chang Sheng Ting】is related to the Celestial Court.

Perhaps we will receive great fortune; this short wait is worthwhile.

Immediately.

Li Rui then went into the cave and began his secluded cultivation.

Cultivation takes no time.

Cold comes and summer comes.

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye. The bamboo forest of Changqing Peak remains evergreen all year round, full of vitality.

"Hey, Xiao Zhao, you're back."

Liu Tiezhu looked at Wang Zhao walking down the mountain and said with a smile, "I heard that the Wang family has produced a third-place scholar. Your Wang family will be very successful in the future."

Wang Zhao smiled but didn't say anything.

Who could tell that this man was the ancestor of the prestigious Qinghe Wang clan of the Yu Kingdom?

Among the five fellow disciples.

He married early and had children with Qiao Mai at a young age—three sons and one daughter, which can be considered as expanding his family line.

The youngest son and daughter are quite talented.

They've all reached the Celestial Realm now, making them among the most capable young and middle-aged in the Yu Kingdom.

Just a few years ago.

His wife, Joe, died.

He died of old age.

This woman from southern Xinjiang, whose talent for cultivation was mediocre, ultimately did not outlive her husband and became the first memorial tablet in the Wang family ancestral hall.

The middle-aged monk, whose wife had died, became even more taciturn.

In the past, I would go back to Qinghe every year, but now I often only go once every few years.

Liu Tiezhu also asked, and according to Wang Zhao, if you have no lingering thoughts, it doesn't really matter whether you go or not.

Cultivating immortality is indeed ruthless.

Wang Zhao lowered his eyes and said, "Some people in the Yu Kingdom court want to use my Wang family to curry favor with my master. Otherwise, with my great-grandson's talent, how could he be qualified to become the third-ranked scholar? My Wang family doesn't have that blood in our veins. When I went down the mountain, I went to see Chief Minister Zhang and revoked my third-ranked scholar title."

"Why are you doing this?"

Liu Tiezhu shook his head helplessly.

My junior brother is just like our master in personality; he is strict with himself and with those around him.

The two were talking.

The communication talisman in the storage bag lit up.

It was the voice of my senior, Liang He.

"Chief Minister Zhang has passed away."

(End of this chapter)