The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

The old man rowing the boat has been carrying passengers on this Qulong River for more than 30 years and has accumulated rich experience.

Halfway through the journey, thick fog began to rise, and the green mountains on both sides stood like gods. The old man rowing the boat thought that it was time to ask for some money.

Life is tough these days and once you get ashore, the guests just walk away and your day’s work is wasted.

The man in white was generous and took out a few copper coins from his pocket and said with a smile: "Old man, you hold the boat really steady."

The old man rowing the boat grinned and said complacently: "Hakka, you are right. My family has rowed boats for generations. To be honest, my ancestors even carried gods!"

Li Chang smiled without saying anything. In the past, this Qu Longjiang was extremely extraordinary and could lead to the Panlong Sect.

He turned his head and looked to both sides.

Three hundred years ago, many immortals lived on that towering green mountain.

The tallest one among them is called the Immortal Mountain, where the true spirit is manifested. It has its own temple and enjoys incense. At that time, many disciples of the Panlong Sect went there to burn incense and pay homage.

Even if the spiritual energy has been exhausted for three hundred years, with the heritage of this place, there are probably still many immortals.

They just stay indoors, using the remaining spiritual energy to nourish their bodies and prolong their lifespan.

While the two were talking.

The bamboo raft suddenly shook, and the river water suddenly became turbulent without any warning.

"Huh?" The old man rowing the boat was startled, and then said, "Hakka, please sit down!"

As he spoke, he relied on his experience and used the bamboo pole in his hand to adjust the boat.

However, this crisis cannot be resolved by relying solely on experience.

I saw a giant python's head poking out from the bottom of the water, its deep green vertical pupils staring at Li Changxiao...

In other words, staring at Li Changxiao's wine gourd.

It felt the spiritual energy there!

The word greed was written all over that huge head.

"It's over..."

"It was rumored that there was a big snake in the river, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"My life is over, my life is over!"

The old man rowing the boat was so frightened that his legs began to tremble. The bamboo pole in his hand fell into the river and sank to the bottom of the valley just like his mood.

"Don't worry, it's just a little demon." Li Chang smiled and patted the sword at his waist.

When he looked at the giant python, a hint of reminiscence appeared in his eyes.

Then...

The sword flashed and the rivers stopped flowing.

Just this moment.

The big snake died!

Li Changxiao picked up the wine gourd and was about to drink it, but found that there was no wine left.

He smiled awkwardly and sheathed his sword.

He looked at the stunned old man and said, "Old man, there are gods in the world, and there are quite a few of them."

"You are no worse than your ancestors."

"Okay, let's stop here for this trip."

As he spoke, he flew on his sword and disappeared from the boatman's sight.

Just now, Li Changxiao fulfilled his dream.

Li Changxiao was once a prince, but was framed and exiled 30,000 miles away.

The journey was difficult, so I won’t go into details, but after arriving at my destination, I was fortunate enough to meet several good friends.

A frustrated poet, a good official born in a poor family who was marginalized before his ambitions could be realized.

The three of them traveled together and accidentally heard that there was an immortal sect called Panlong Sect among the mountains and rivers!

So, the three of them discussed it and bought a leaf bamboo raft, and decided to cross the Longjiang River in Nagqu to seek immortality!

However, there is a big snake in Qulong River.

There were three people in the group, two of them were killed by the snake, and only Li Changxiao survived and successfully arrived at Panlong Sect.

According to legend, this giant python was raised by a disciple of the Panlong Sect.

He deliberately released them into this river, injuring countless people, so that those rootless mortals would not come here to look for immortals.

At that time, Li Changxiao planted a dream on this river.

Dream of killing snake...

One day, when I have achieved success in my practice, I will come back and kill the giant python, so that more people can come here to seek immortality, and let my two good friends rest in peace.

However, things are unpredictable.

Li Changxiao stayed at the foot of Panlong Sect for nine years!

Carrying manure, planting grass, cleaning...all kinds of dirty and tiring work for nine years. After struggling to gain enough qualifications, I finally became an outer disciple and entered the mountain gate to start my journey of cultivation.

Then I realized that my talent was only slightly better than that of chickens and ducks, and I didn’t know when I would be able to kill a snake…

Moreover, giant pythons can also practice cultivation.

I thought my dream of slaying the snake would never come true.

Unexpectedly, cause and effect will come true.

When this giant python was in the Nascent Soul stage, it became increasingly larger and accidentally provoked a powerful being, who severely injured it. After a hundred years of recuperation, it still did not recover and its cultivation level dropped to the Golden Core stage.

Later…

After a period of time, the spiritual energy was exhausted and his cultivation continued to decline. Today, he can only barely maintain the Golden Core stage.

Strictly speaking, Li Changxiao did not become much stronger.

but……

The enemy gradually became weaker.

In the future, it will become weaker and weaker.

That's why Li Changxiao dared to seek revenge.

He deliberately sat on a lonely boat to enjoy the scenery, and then deliberately poured out the spirit wine to attract the giant python to appear...

The dream that I once planted was finally taken back today.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly.

The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as cake.

A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone on the Qulong River.

The thick fog that enveloped the mountain stream also dissipated at this moment.

What others don’t know is that at this moment, a stream of spiritual energy is flowing through his body, nourishing his Nascent Soul and slowly increasing his cultivation.

"Recovering dream fruits can enrich the dream space." He muttered to himself, his mind sank, and he came to the dream space.

One of the main abilities of the Great Dream Immortal Body!

The dream space is about ten cubic meters in size.

There are some sundries and a few wine jars stored in the corner.

There was a tree growing in the center, and a red fruit was slowly growing on the tree.

In this small space, there is something that is enough to drive the outside world crazy: spiritual energy!

Just a little thinner.

Li Changxiao's mind moved, he picked the red fruit, took a bite, and the juice overflowed...

Every time a dream is recycled, a fruit will grow on the tree.

In the process of swallowing the fruit, the dream space became a little bigger and the spiritual energy became a little richer.

The juice turned into steaming spiritual energy, which gradually increased his cultivation and stabilized it at the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

In addition, a giant python appeared around him and coiled around him.

The giant python was lifelike, yet also like a dream. Li Changxiao saw the giant python's dream.

All living things in the world have dreams.

When taking the last bite of the dream fruit, Li Changxiao's long sword rang softly, making a roar similar to that of a river python walking on the river.

The fruit of his dream, which had been stored for nearly a thousand years, produced rich spiritual energy and Jiang Mang sword intent!

He lived up to his youth, saw things through to the end, and resolved the cause and effect.

……

Consciousness comes out of space.

Li Changxiao looked at the majestic peaks and the endless river, with mixed feelings in his heart, "Panlong Sect..."

“It’s really nostalgic.”

Panlong Sect was the first sect he joined.

In its glorious past, it was worshipped by countless people and received endless incense offerings.

However, as the spiritual energy is exhausted, destruction is inevitable.

In the path of spiritual practice, spiritual energy is the foundation of everything. Even the largest and most profound sect cannot withstand hundreds of years of depletion.

"Let's go to that fairy mountain and worship."

Li Changxiao clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment.

Regardless of whether he had a good or bad life in Panlong Sect, this sect had led him into Taoism and was grateful to him for doing so.

If you pass by this place, you should go and worship.

He jumped lightly, made sword gestures with his hands, and the sword at his waist flew up, carrying him to the left side of Qulongjiang, towards the highest green mountain.

On the way, he saw an old man rowing the boat, standing on the bamboo raft, looking at a loss.

He slapped his head and remembered that the guy's bamboo pole seemed to have fallen into the river and was washed away by the water.

So he waved his hand gently, summoning a strong wind that blew the bamboo raft to the shore.

And he himself also arrived at his destination.

Came to the former fairy mountain.

The long sword was sheathed, he was dressed in white, with a gourd hanging from his waist, and he was walking on the stone road in the mountains.

When we reached halfway up the mountain, a dilapidated ancient temple appeared before our eyes.

"Panlong Temple."

Li Changxiao walked into the temple and bowed to the dusty golden statue. He saw a scattered incense burner on the side, straightened it, took out three incense sticks from the dream space, and inserted them right in the center of the incense burner.

The Panlong Sect was indeed not weak, but in that era when the stars were shining, it was just a small and insignificant sect.

They were the first group to collapse after the spiritual energy was exhausted.

At this time, Li Changxiao moved his ears.

There was a faint sound of footsteps, as if someone was coming up the mountain path that he had just walked on.

"somebody is coming."

He turned back.

A beautiful figure came into view.

When the beautiful figure saw Li Changxiao, she was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "Is it you?"

There was surprise in her tone.

In addition, there is another, more complex and inexplicable emotion in it.

Li Changxiao also sighed, thinking that there were such coincidences in this world.

He subconsciously wanted to drink.

But suddenly he remembered that the wine gourd was empty.

Helplessly, he could only smile and reply: "Long time no see."

He silently added in his heart, "My former Taoist partner."