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

coming year.

December 8th.

Li Changxiao's white clothes were stained with blood, and his eyes gradually changed from cold to peaceful.

"Pfft..."

He drew his sword.

Blood splattered.

Kill another person.

at the same time.

A dream fruit grew again in his dream space.

It is bright red, with mysterious patterns on the surface, flashing and looking very magical.

In the dream space.

He picked the fruit and swallowed it in one gulp.

The juice turned into abundant spiritual energy and flowed to the bones of the limbs.

The realm is rising wildly.

Finally, he stayed at the peak of the middle stage of Nascent Soul, just one step away from a breakthrough.

"The seventh one."

Li Changxiao muttered to himself, and very kindly dug a hole on the spot and buried the monk who died in his hands.

Although in this day and age, it is very common to see a dead body on the roadside or in the mountains.

But when a person dies, all grudges are gone and they can be buried at will.

Come this time.

He walked in Lingtianzhou.

Collect dream fruits crazily.

A total of seven were collected.

In addition to the growth in cultivation, his understanding of the path he was taking also deepened a lot.

The one who just died at his hands was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

He was once a fierce general in the Demon Sect. He killed countless people with extremely cruel methods. He liked to extract souls and refine flesh and blood treasures.

The grudge between him and Li Changxiao is actually very simple.

He took a fancy to Li Changxiao's skin and wanted to skin him alive and make clothes from it.

Unfortunately, Li Changxiao escaped.

Nearly a thousand years have passed.

Perhaps this person had already put this matter behind him and hid in the mountains and forests, becoming a bandit king.

Li Changxiao also spent a lot of effort to find him.

Adopt a war of attrition approach.

He harassed him for three days and three nights, and at the moment when his spiritual energy was completely exhausted, he controlled the flying sword to pierce his chest, killed him, and recovered the dream fruit.

So far.

In Lingtian Continent, all his "dreams of revenge" that he could achieve have been fully realized.

But he still lacks one last dream fruit to break through to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Because the external spiritual energy was exhausted and there was no external spiritual energy supply, every time he broke through, the large amount of spiritual energy he needed could only be obtained from the dream space. He could only fall into a deep sleep and store the spiritual energy in the dream space to a certain level before breaking through.

Therefore, there is a dream fruit, and by utilizing the spiritual energy it provides, the time of sleeping can be greatly shortened.

Li Changxiao thought about it.

Suddenly I recalled the Panlong Sect that led me to Taoism.

It seems that I still have some dream fruits that I haven't collected.

……

Lingtianzhou is undergoing drastic changes every day.

The battles among the Lingtian Dynasty, Litian Dynasty and Chitian Dynasty were fierce.

Several years of war have almost emptied the national treasury.

The people were miserable.

The Li Tian Dynasty and the Chi Tian Dynasty have become established.

The Lingtian Dynasty had to acknowledge its existence.

On March 7th of next year.

The emperors of three dynasties signed a ceasefire agreement at the intersection of the Three Kingdoms.

At this point, although there were occasional frictions on the borders of the three dynasties, large-scale wars would no longer be easily launched.

The people finally had a chance to breathe.

……

It's spring again.

Spring rain is as precious as oil, and every drop is precious.

This day.

A man who has been carrying passengers on Qulong River for many years met a strange man, no, it should be said that he was a weird guest.

It was raining heavily on the river.

But he insisted on taking a boat to cross the river, and even asked himself whether he should drink?

The man sat in the boat, holding the bamboo pole and shaking his head, not very willing to row the boat on such a rainy day.

Seeing that the guest was easy-going, the man thought for a while and then said a few more words to him.

He asked the guest to come closer.

Speak in a low voice.

There is a big snake in the Qulong River. This is not just a legend. His father has seen it with his own eyes.

The strange man has a strange personality, but his appearance is not strange. He is wearing white clothes, with a long sword hanging from his waist. He has a tall figure and a handsome and elegant appearance.

Hear this untold secret.

A meaningful smile appeared on the man in white's face.

He looked the man up and down.

When the man saw this, he thought the other party didn't believe him, so he became a little annoyed.

But to be honest, he himself didn't quite believe it.

But the old man in the family kept talking about this matter all day long, showing off his broad knowledge. The mere fact of drinking at the same table with gods made him far better than countless kings, princes, generals and ministers.

The old man smiled all day long. Since he came back that time, his face has been rosy and he seems to be a few years younger.

If it weren't for his old age, and because he had been on the river for so many years, the humidity was so high that he would have suffered from rheumatism and the pain was so severe that he couldn't stand up.

Otherwise, maybe I would like to carry passengers for a few more years.

Sometimes the man would wonder in his heart, could what his father said be true? Is there really a giant python bigger than a mountain on this Qulong River? Can it really carry a graceful immortal?

If that's really the case.

This guy is really good.

It was not until he took over the job of rowing the boat that he realized it was all bullshit. He even couldn't help but suspect that his father was deliberately lying to him.

I have never seen a big snake.

I have never seen an immortal.

The river road is winding and full of undercurrents, and there are often vagrants who evade tickets. Sometimes, if you are unlucky, you may even be robbed.

No justice!

But I deal with these people all year round.

He also figured out his own rules of survival.

That is to look at people and attract them.

Those with fierce faces, gangster-like temperament, and those wearing uniform...all made excuses not to join.

The man in white in front of him looked nice, not the overbearing type, but he was also equipped with a sword and was a man of the world, so he still found an excuse to decline.

These days, if you go out and do something, you might risk your life.

Moreover, things have been a bit uneasy lately. I heard that some wanderers have been gathering on the mountain near the river, saying that they were having some kind of party.

He absolutely dared not get involved.

but…

all of these.

After the man in white took out thirty cents in one breath.

A reversal occurred.

The man showed his snow-white teeth, his eyes glowed, and he immediately overturned his previous confession.

What a big snake.

A few years ago, this big snake was a man-eating snake and it angered me. So I bravely called on a dozen big men to go down to the river with machetes and cut the big snake into eighteen pieces.

The man boasted of his bravery.

He patted his chest and told Li Changxiao with confidence.

Take your own boat.

Fast and stable.

Li Changxiao was so happy that he took out another thirty coins and changed his words to call the other party a hero.

A total of sixty cents were handed over to the man.

Then he sat on the bamboo stool placed on the boat.

Leisurely leisurely.

The man quickly collected the money, laughed and shouted, "Hakka, you're ready!" Then he showed off his skills by turning the bow of the boat 180 degrees and sailed straight into the depths of the river.

more than ten years ago.

Li Changxiao had ridden on his father's boat.

More than ten years later.

Li Changxiao took his son's boat again.

A leap in time.

It made him feel an indescribable wonder.

Maybe the money is enough.

The man rowing the boat never stopped talking.

He stopped bragging about himself and started bragging about his ancestors.

It can be said that our Niu family can be considered a half-godly family. Compared with those big landlords in the small town and the emperor far away in the capital, we are half a level higher.

They have all carried immortals, have deep blessings in the immortal way, and have decent relationships with many of them.

After hearing this, Li Changxiao laughed out loud and said in response, "That's true."

Then Li Changxiao asked him if he wanted to drink.

He was not polite and asked for a drink. He took the wine and took a big gulp. After drinking, he boasted more and more.