Living forever in the deep palace

The Luo family was in an uproar.

Just because.

Today is the 200th birthday of Grandpa Luo who embarked on the path of immortality. A group of descendants came back from afar to celebrate his birthday.

"Congratulations, Master, for cultivating immortality for two hundred years!"

Luo Xuanyi, a middle-aged man with an elegant appearance, dressed in a green robe, was sitting at the main table, stroking his beard and smiling as he watched his descendants.

Thinking about his life, he was not from the Central Region at all, but from the Western Region.

Originally, he was just a horse-raising slave in a small Qi-cultivation family in the Western Regions. He would never have much chance to achieve success in the path to immortality in his lifetime.

As a result, a group of enemies of the Qigong family came to seek revenge and broke into the family, looking like they were going to wipe out the entire family. He was affected and fled in panic on horseback.

On the way, he met the young master of the family fighting with his enemy, and they both died in the end. He picked up the young master's storage bag.

Who would have thought that inside was the treasure of the entire Qi training family.

Based on this.

He embarked on the path to immortality and achieved success in practicing Qi.

How could a slave who had been raising horses since childhood have any top-level spiritual roots? It was just an ordinary, low- to medium-grade spiritual root.

Even if one has a storage bag of immortal cultivation resources, one can only reach the seventh level of Qi training at most.

He took things as they came and walked aimlessly.

At last.

He planned to find a place in the barren Western Regions where his immortal path was not too outstanding, but where he could still dominate and take root by relying on the seventh level of Qi training.

However, for seven months, he got lost while walking.

baffling.

Then we came to a cave.

There was a teleportation array in the cave, which transported him to a desolate mountain area, where white mist shrouded the area year-round...

Finally, after walking for a while, he realized with horror that this was not a mountain range at all! He was clearly standing on a mountain that stretched for three hundred miles and contained a terrifying skeleton.

In panic, he fell down and finally hit a ball of colorful glass light. When he woke up, he found himself in the Central Region.

Everything that happened before seemed like a dream.

but.

What surprised him was that his cultivation talent, perhaps due to the colorful glazed light ball, had turned his lower-middle-grade spiritual roots into top-grade spiritual roots!

In the Central Region, he wandered around as a casual cultivator for several years. Relying on the storage bag treasures of the Qi training family, he pushed his cultivation to the tenth level of Qi training!

Top-level spiritual roots, that is, the tenth level of Qi training, still have the potential to impact the foundation building stage.

He is self-aware.

The tenth level of Qi training is almost his limit.

then.

He walked westward, preparing to return to the Western Regions.

He ended up taking the wrong turn again.

baffling.

He actually came to the heart of the Central Region, outside the imperial city of the Zhongdu Dynasty, the most powerful force in the entire Five Regions, and inexplicably caught up with the grand ceremony of the two major sects recruiting disciples.

He wanted to leave, but was pulled to the center by the crowd.

I felt confused for a while.

Not only did he pass through three rounds of trials, but in the enchantment area, he transformed his Qi training tenth level foundation into a pure Heavenly Spiritual Qi foundation, Spirit Seed Foundation, and Heavenly Dao Foundation...

When he was recruited into the Lei Clan, he was still in a daze, and hadn't realized at all that he had already established his Heavenly Dao foundation and was being cultivated as a Golden Elixir or even a Nascent Soul seed.

"Tsk, tsk."

“At that time, I was really full of energy and vigor.”

"I thought I was truly the son of destiny, a genius favored by fate, as if becoming a god was within my reach..."

At the main table, Luo Xuanyi, who was drunk, began to sigh, and his eyes subconsciously recalled the past.

After joining the Lei Sect, he was infected by the atmosphere in the sect and began to work hard to improve himself, taking the Golden Elixir and even the Nascent Soul Transformation as his goals.

however.

Fate seemed to have forgotten it.

During the short period of his life of muddling through and being leisurely and lazy, various opportunities and fortunes seemed to be pushing him forward.

But now, he was striving to move forward, but it was like falling into the abyss.

It has been ten years since Leimen joined the sect.

He had cultivated to the late stage of foundation building and went out for a walk, but was dragged into a battle at the Nascent Soul level.

But he thought it would be the same as before, both sides would perish together, and he would get a chance.

Reality slapped him hard in the face!

He was affected.

Because of this, the foundation of the immortal path was damaged.

The 30th year of Kaminarimon.

He had completed his foundation building and was trying to break through to the Dan stage, but he failed without a doubt!

He is too ambitious!

He wanted to directly charge for the top-level golden elixir, but it exploded just as he condensed the elixir. If the ancestor had not been there and took action in time, he would probably have died on the spot.

One attempt failed, not only did his true elixir not condense, but all his foundation in building the Heavenly Dao was wasted, leaving him completely devastated.

He even became the laughing stock of the entire sect.

later.

The seventieth year of Kaminarimon.

He barely succeeded in breaking through to the Jindan realm and condensed a true pill.

Followed by.

He no longer had any extravagant hopes for the golden elixir, primordial infant, or even the fantasy of becoming a god. He practiced steadily and picked up his old dreams again.

I plan to accumulate as many cultivation resources as possible in Leimen, reach the limit of the Jindan realm, and then go to a corner of the Central Region to be a hedonistic master.

In this way, his luck seemed to have returned again.

He obtained a secret technique called "Planting Alchemy"!

This is not the method of transforming the real elixir into the golden elixir!

Instead.

A secret method called the art of making elixirs!

One can use this method to plant the golden elixir from a recently deceased Jindan cultivator on top of one's own true elixir. Over time, one can continuously assimilate the golden elixir with the true elixir, plundering the golden elixir's essence...

With this, the real elixir can be transformed into the golden elixir!

The normal method of making elixir is extremely dangerous, and the risk of falling is no less than the risk of falling when building the foundation and breaking through to the golden elixir.

But this "method of planting elixirs" is extremely mysterious!

Even if it fails, there is no risk of dying. It can be said that as long as you keep planting golden elixirs and plant enough golden elixirs, they will surely turn into real golden elixirs.

The strange aura of other people's golden elixirs can be refined bit by bit over time by relying on the mysterious "elixir-growing technique".

It is difficult to obtain golden elixir in other places.

But where is he?

The Taoist tradition of transformation into a god!

The most powerful place in the world, where the most Jindan geniuses gather!

Here, only the Yuanying proud ones can be considered to have entered the inner circle!

Jindan geniuses are not to be found everywhere, but more than half of the ten Jindan cultivators are Jindan.

As long as there is a fallen golden elixir and it is not in the sect, it is not difficult to usurp a fallen golden elixir.

After a period of psychological preparation, he decided to practice this method.

Not long after that.

Fate favored him again.

When he was carrying out a mission with his Yuanying-stage senior brother, he was involved in a dispute among seven major forces. Hundreds of Jindan-stage cultivators died in that battle.

Among them, two Jindan also died.

He was unceremonious.

He usurped the golden elixirs of these two fallen golden elixir cultivators.

One of them is a minor golden elixir!

The other one is a small perfect golden elixir!

Ninety years of Kaminarimon.

He succeeded in "transforming the elixir" and became a Golden Elixir cultivator, which shocked half of the Shenhua sect. If his master Lei Ming was not in the sect, he would probably come to encourage him in person.

He had something to hide, so naturally he didn't dare to face Master Huashen!

Soon.

He felt that there was no hope of achieving Nascent Soul in this lifetime, so he left the sect, retired to his hometown, established a family of immortal cultivators, and continued his bloodline.

"can."

"It's pretty good."

"My life has been quite eventful. I started as a little horse slave, then embarked on the path to immortality. I built my foundation along the way, and transformed it into a golden elixir. Now I am the ancestor of the Tiannan Luo family, with thousands of children and hundreds of concubines, and I dominate the area..."

"I am content!"

Luo Xuanyi was narrating slowly.

The alcohol is getting stronger.

He actually fell asleep slowly at the main table.

As an old ancestor who has achieved the great perfection of the Golden Elixir, the lifespan of the Golden Elixir is 500 years, and he still has about 300 years of remaining life.

It can be said.

At this time, Luo Xuanyi was at the peak of his youth.

"Weird."

"How come the ancestor gets drunk with just a little bit of alcohol?"

Luo Sanxuan, the only Nascent Soul cultivator of Tiannan Luo family who was at the Dharma Realm, felt alarmed and walked forward to check.

However, he found out helplessly.

This is really drunk!

"Hurry up and send the ancestor to his room!"

Simultaneously.

In his dream, Luo Xuanyi had a beautiful dream. He dreamed that there was a figure whose face could not be seen clearly, and who looked like the god of heaven as passed down by word of mouth at Leimen.

In the dream, he was given a magical technique called Tai Shang Wang Qing.

A cold wind blew.

The cold wind woke Luo Xuanyi up. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. He felt the mysterious mental method in his mind and found it a little unbelievable.

"This...isn't this a dream?"

"Is there really an immortal who came to me in my dream and taught me the supreme Dharma?"

Outside the house, Su Chen floated away.

In fact.

When the birthday banquet began, he stood beside Luo Xuanyi, but because of his unknown state, he didn't even notice the presence of his Nascent Soul.

Luo Xuanyi was drunk, and reminiscing about the past was also his doing.

"Strange."

"This Luo Xuanyi can actually trigger the vibration of the Supreme Forgetfulness Dao. He is actually a good successor of the Red Dust Realm!"

"It's just that he's nowhere near as talented as Li Qing."

"At best, his talent is equivalent to half of Li Qing's... However, Luo Xuanyi's fate is too mysterious and too lucky..."

"When the time comes, when the two dragons clash, it's hard to say who will emerge victorious..."

There can only be one successor of the Red Dust Dao in a world.

Nu Shi, Li Qing, and Luo Xuanyi, under the manipulation of fate, are destined to be mortal enemies. Only one of them can survive by taking away everything from the other two.

However, Su Chen didn't care about these.

All he cared about was the growth of the Changqing Dao Mark.

"I'll give you a choice."

"It's up to you..."

"With your mysterious destiny, perhaps, even if you don't choose the Supreme Immortal Path of Forgetfulness, you can still embark on a path to becoming a god..."

Su Chen's body floated away and he turned and left.

Luo Xuanyi is different from Li Qing.

Li Qing got his revenge, but he was left with nothing. He had become a useless immortal. If he continued to practice immortal cultivation, it would be difficult for him to achieve anything.

At most, it's just a foundation-building stage.

The Supreme Way of Forgetting Feelings might give him the possibility of reaching the third level of spiritual transformation, becoming a quasi-immortal, or even becoming a mortal immortal.

The Supreme Way of Forgetfulness is most suitable for Li Qing.

Luo Xuanyi is different.

He has thousands of descendants, is the ancestor of a region, and has reached the state of great perfection of the Golden Elixir, and is in the prime of his life.

If his mysterious fate brings him more luck, achieving the Nascent Soul realm will be a natural thing!

Luo Xuanyi still has choices.

There is no need to follow this path of supreme forgetfulness. After all, if he wants to follow this path, he will inevitably have to give up all his immortal talents.

Two hundred years of practice and the attainment of the great perfection of the golden elixir cannot be given up so easily.

Even if Su Chen were in Luo Xuanyi's situation, he might not necessarily choose the obviously more advanced path that could lead to the quasi-immortal or even the mortal immortal.

Three roads.

Shinto practice of the God Worshipping Sect!

The rise of the half-demon race!

And this Supreme Way of Forgetfulness that does not consider talent or resources!

Next.

All Su Chen has to do is wait for these three paths to bear fruit...

Su Chen left gracefully, and instead of returning to the Immortal City of No Sleep, he went straight back to the Mountain and Sea Realm.

One day in the mountain and sea world!

A hundred years will pass when the immortal hole is opened.

With time flowing at such a fast rate, without the threat of the evil dragon and two top-level evil gods, the fruit can basically grow at a rapid speed.

……

……

Mountain and Sea Realm, Eastern Region, above the Daqing Mountains.

The void twists.

Su Chen's figure slowly appeared.

The Daqing Mountain had long since disappeared, replaced by Su Chen's immortal orifice, making the area within a radius of ten miles a forbidden area.

Throughout the Eastern Region, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which had improved with the advent of the great era, and the endless spiritual veins that had grown from it, were cut off again at this moment.

As for the reason, it was obvious that it was plundered by Su Chen's immortal orifice.

"You!"

"how so!"

There was a cold and ruthless roar with a hint of anger, which spread into Su Chen's mind.

Su Chen looked up.

Suddenly, I saw a pair of cold golden eyes.

This is the way of heaven in the world of mountains and seas!

but.

It is obvious that the Heavenly Dao of the Mountain and Sea Realm has no way to deal with Su Chen.

The Mountain and Sea Realm is much more powerful than the Dayan Realm.

Dao masters who are in harmony with the Dao and wield unspeakable power have been born generation after generation, but so what?

Although Dao Zun also possesses unspeakable power, he is not a true immortal and is far inferior to a true immortal. Now Su Chen can kill him.

Su Chen ignored Tiandao and took the immortal orifice back into his body to nurture it.

Subsequently.

He then set about gathering the mountains and spiritual veins of the Daqing Mountains together again, and restoring everything to its original state as much as possible.

"What are you still looking at here?"

"roll!"

Su Chen raised his eyes and saw that Tiandao's cold eyes were still there. He immediately frowned and scolded.

hum!

The wind and clouds rolled back, and the sky and the earth changed color.

The golden eyes in the sky seemed to be pierced by a sword, and it let out a shrill scream, and golden spiritual blood dripped from the sky.

It fled in panic!

The blood of heaven.

It is also a rare spiritual object.

It can be considered as a blessing that is beneficial to the transformation of the spirit.

However, Su Chen did not even take a second look at it, nor did he take it. This thing was useless to him, so it would be better to leave it here and wait for future generations to see which lucky person would be able to obtain such a great fortune.

After he collected it, he had one more item in his collection.

If a mortal or an immortal cultivator obtained the blood of heaven, it would be a divine object that could change one's fate and become their lifelong support.

After a busy time.

On top of the Daqing Mountain, Su Chen rebuilt his house, made a recliner, and leisurely tended to a small medicinal field, waiting for the growth of the Changqing Dao Mark.

"The years are peaceful."

"That's... pretty good..."

Su Chen watched the sunset and the sunrise, dozed off to relax, and without knowing when, he fell into a deep sleep.