This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

Just when Zhang Xianling was full of doubts, the center of the corpse's eyebrows suddenly shone brightly.

A powerful suction force suddenly erupted, and Zhang Xianling had no time to resist.

I only feel the sky spinning, the stars shifting——

"Fuck!"

I couldn't help but curse.

By the time Zhang Xianling reacted, he had already left the dark underground palace.

In the blink of an eye, I found myself in a sea of ​​flowers.

As the breeze blows, the layers of purple flowers sway like waves, making rustling whispers.

Zhang Xianling was stunned at that moment. When he lowered his head, he found that he was floating in the air, but there was no light of escape under his feet.

in other words--

Now he exists in the memory of others in the state of spiritual consciousness.

"Oh my god, I'm speechless!"

look around.

Zhang Xianling wanted to break free and use his magical powers forcibly, but there was no response.

It seems.

Only when this memory scene is completely over can he escape from it.

"grandfather."

suddenly.

A childish voice suddenly rang beside my ears.

Startled slightly.

Zhang Xianling quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man who looked to be only in his teens sitting cross-legged under a big tree next to the sea of ​​flowers.

Beside him.

The hunchbacked old man stood with his hands behind his back, but did not turn around to agree. Instead, he continued to gaze at the endless sea of ​​flowers in the distance.

"I don't quite understand..."

Gritting his teeth, the young man pondered, "You've clearly reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core Realm, omnipotent and practically omnipotent. Why is it that your Qi and Blood are still failing, and you're experiencing the cycle of life and death in this mortal world?"

"Alas, what can I do in the Golden Core Realm..."

Let out a long sigh.

The old man shook his head silently and sighed, "All things in the world are originally interdependent and mutually exclusive. Even if you cultivate a golden elixir, you will only gain a little more luck than an ordinary mortal."

There was a pause.

The old man turned to look at the young man and said with a wry smile, "Ling Yuan, you have to know that many things in this world cannot be forced. What is meant to come will come, and what is meant to go cannot be stopped."

Hear the words.

Zhang Xianling was stunned and looked at the old man and the young man below again and again. He was sure that the young boy was the young Nangong Lingyuan.

As for the old man.

It turned out to be the previous generation head of the Nangong family, Nangong Lingyuan’s grandfather - Nangong Chun.

As the 301st head of the Nangong family.

Nangong Chun's fate back then was very similar to Nangong Lingyuan's today.

He also reached the great perfection of the "Golden Elixir Realm", but was unable to make any further progress.

only.

Nangong Chun was obviously more open-minded. Faced with the situation of life and death and falling into reincarnation, it is said that he finally chose to compromise and faced death calmly.

"No..."

The corners of the mouth twitched.

Zhang Xianling laughed dumbly and said with emotion: "So, my consciousness is now in the memory of that old man Nangong Lingyuan?!"

The answer is obvious.

Zhang Xianling drooped his eyelids, helplessly able to peek into the conversation between the grandfather and grandson, hoping to find some useful clues.

"But, but..."

Hear the words.

The young Nangong Lingyuan clenched his fists and spoke indignantly.

"If cultivation doesn't lead to immortality, what's the point of all our hard work? I don't understand. In the end, it's all for nothing, no different from ordinary people..."

Practice the truth and seek the truth, transcend life and death.

This is the ultimate goal that all talented people in the world have been pursuing throughout history.

But those who can truly reach the top are, after all, a minority among the minority.

Most cultivators have a limit to their cultivation.

Then it will just stand still. Maybe it was glorious once, but it will eventually turn into dust and be completely wiped out in the prosperous world.

"Silly boy."

He shook his head silently.

The elderly Nangong Chun smiled slightly and said thoughtfully, "When it comes to cultivating the Dao, what you cultivate is the Dao heart, not the superficial physical Qi, blood, and spirit."

“In fact, the more you want to possess, the more you will lose…”

He raised his hand and stroked the boy's forehead.

The old man said cheerfully, "As long as one has a clear mind, everything will be within reach. Death is merely a superficial attitude, so there's no need to take it too seriously."

The young Nangong Lingyuan pondered for a long time.

At this moment, he simply couldn't understand what the old man said.

"Grandfather, I don't want you to die..."

Gritting his teeth secretly.

Nangong Lingyuan looked up at the old man and asked, "Our Nangong family is so powerful, there must be a way to keep you, right?"

"There is a way, indeed."

Shrug his shoulders.

The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, "As long as one can reach the legendary 'Nascent Soul Realm', theoretically, even if my Qi and blood decline, my spirit can remain intact. After shedding my body, I can enjoy a carefree existence for a while."

"What can I do..."

Close your eyes.

Nangong Chun said helplessly, "This is just a temporary solution. Even for cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage, their spirit and soul will continue to weaken after a certain period of time. Ultimately, it's just a matter of prolonging life for a few more years."

As soon as these words came out.

Nangong Lingyuan suddenly became interested, and a glimmer of hope suddenly rose in his heart.

"However, cultivating the Nascent Soul stage is as difficult as ascending to heaven. This path is filled with all kinds of unexpected difficulties and obstacles."

"Grandfather is old..."

He swung his sleeves.

Purple petals flew all over the sky. Nangong Chun remained calm and sighed, "Every generation has its own talents. Your era has come, and we old folks should be willing to step down."

"At least this way, after I'm buried, the younger generations of my family will still have a good impression of me, and won't ruin their reputation for their own selfish desires."

Nangong Lingyuan didn't hear a word of what was said afterwards.

He was young and had not been involved in many things. His mind was full of cultivating the Nascent Soul so as to increase his lifespan and vitality.

"Nascent Soul Realm..."

Clench your fists.

Nangong Lingyuan raised his head and vowed, "I will definitely cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage and become a truly happy and carefree cultivator."

A buzzing sound~~~

The sea of ​​flowers in front of me suddenly twisted and collapsed, and everything changed again.

"No..."

Frowning.

Zhang Xianling couldn't help but complain: "Come back?"

This time.

He came to an ancient battlefield.

The air was filled with smoke and the shouts of killing shook the earth.

Zhang Xianling looked over and saw a young monk cutting through thorns and bushes, looking heroic and brave as he shuttled through the enemy lines and fought bravely.

"All soldiers, follow me into the enemy camp and drive these evil beasts of the demon race out of Haoqi City's territory!"