Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 306 Zhuying Zhenren (please subscribe~)
"Open-minded and free-spirited people may not care so much about what happens after death."

"There are many people who don't care about the flood after they die."

While the three of them were talking, they went straight to the lush willow tree with green leaves in the courtyard.

Theoretically, the real person Yuanshen is a body that can live forever, provided that the three disasters and the four nines can be passed through safely.

Generally speaking, after achieving Yuan Shen, the thunder disaster will come around 500 years. After successfully surviving, the fire will come between 1000 and 1000 years, and the subsequent wind disaster will come between 2000 and [-] years.

However, each family has a secret method that can delay the disaster so that the monks can be fully prepared. Master Yuanshen, who comes from an authentic Taoist sect, can basically be said to be [-]% sure when facing thunder disasters.

The three disasters can be delayed for a maximum of 600 years, but such secret skills are as rare as a feather.

Therefore, there is no question of longevity. The immortal souls of Yuanshen will be reincarnated due to serious injuries, reincarnation, or failure to transcend tribulations.

Under the willow tree, a crystal white skeleton wearing linen clothes sat with disheveled hair, and a faint shimmer emitted from his whole body. If you look carefully, there seems to be something flowing in the skeleton.

Before he got close, Lin Xuanzhi's expression changed slightly, and he felt that he was being stared at by thousands of different but seemingly unified transcendent sword intentions from all directions.

He did not choose to resist forcefully. His mind was suddenly tense, but he restrained himself and tried his best to calm down his aura.

This feeling passed by briefly, but it was by no means an illusion.

The sword's intention remained high, but eventually it gradually faded away.

The three of them looked at each other, and Taoist Master Liuyun nodded seriously: "The tiger's power of death is still there. Even if the tribulation fails, this senior's legacy cannot be approached by ordinary people."

Lou Zishan nodded in agreement: "Sword cultivators are very upright in nature. If they choose to resist and move forward, I am afraid that the remnants of the sword energy in the shed will actually be activated."

Obviously, all three of them chose to "submit weakness".

After all, it is the remnant of the soul, so it is not shabby at all to take it easy.

Arriving in front of Yishang's body without any danger, he saw that in addition to a suit of clothes on the ordinary skeleton, there was a sword pouch on his waist and a jade slip half exposed on his chest.

"It seems there are really no other arrangements?" Lou Zishan circled around the corpse several times, her tone still somewhat uncertain.

Taoist priest Liuyun looked at Lin Xuanzhi: "Fellow Taoist, did you find anything else?"

Lin Xuanzhi shook his head: "There is nothing, just put it in front of us so cleanly."

Is this evil old devil much cuter?

Lou Zishan stepped forward to get the jade slip, inspected it for a while, and then handed it to the two of them.

According to the self-portrait in the jade slip, the ancient immortal Zhuying Zhenren who failed to survive the catastrophe was a monk in the early Sui Dynasty. He came to the Great Abyss of the East China Sea to hone himself with the sword power in the depths.

Taoism progressed and swordsmanship improved, but the wind disaster also came as promised.

Master Zhu Ying naturally would not back down. He had already prepared what he needed to prepare, so he faced the disaster, but unfortunately, he missed a little bit.

But a little bit can lead to two completely different endings.

Taoist priest Liuyun put down the jade slip and nodded slightly: "According to people, the Zhuzhao Ten Thousand Shadows Soul-Slaying Sword he carried with him was the one he let go of his own initiative."

Lin Xuanzhi picked up the scarlet sword pouch, nodded and said with a smile: "Sword cultivators only focus on the sword. When they reach the level of the soul, some people will abandon other magic weapons."

"Although Zhuying Zhenren is not like this, he is still not wealthy."

In addition to the natal flying sword, this real person is a Zhuzhao Ten Thousand Shadows Soul-Severing Sword refined for the purpose of confirming the technique.

There are no magic weapons or spiritual weapons in the sword pouch. There are only some swordsmanship insights, Taoist books, and some remaining materials for refining flying swords.

Fortunately, the materials that come into view at the Yuan Shen level are not much different.

Liuyun Taoist couldn't help but smile and said: "Only Taoist friends can say that a real person is not wealthy." Lou Zishan also smiled and said: "Anyway, this trip is worth it!"

For the two of them, even the perfect spiritual weapon in the fourth heaven is just the icing on the cake.

And the inheritance of a real person, even if the path is different, is enough to point them in some direction.

Otherwise, if people like them who do not have the inheritance of the soul want to go further, apart from exploring and confirming it on their own, they can also listen to some real people's sermons here and there. As for when the opportunity will appear, it is even harder to say.

Although the matter of crossing the barrier of life and death cannot be determined by a heavenly book or experience, it is still much better than crossing the river by feeling the stones.

"The sword bag will be kept by fellow Taoists for now. Once the dust has settled here, we will go back and make rubbings." Liuyun Taoist said with a generous smile.

Zhuying Zhenren's fundamental technique "Zhuying Wanxiang Sword Book" contains the true meaning of the inheritance. Simply rubbing can only reveal its shape, but not its meaning. The three of them will still need to understand it when the time comes.

Lin Xuanzhi put away his sword pouch, pointed at the Zhuzhao Ten Thousand Shadows Soul-Slaying Sword Formation that the three of them had passed through, and said, "There may be 25 flying swords in it, including Zhuzhao Ten Thousand Shadows Soul-Slaying Sword imitations."

Lou Zishan couldn't help but hold her forehead and smile: "I almost forgot. But I just hope that this formation can be preserved better in the future."

The two of them looked at Lin Xuanzhi with an inquiring look in their eyes.

"It's almost there. Now the tide is weaker. With the help of Venerable Venomous Dragon, Yi Tianxing also wants to go against the current." Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but smile.

Lou Zishan sneered when she heard this: "Poison Dragon is indeed a powerful helper, but they have lost the opportunity."

In the next few days, Lin Xuanzhi repaired the Zhuzhao Ten Thousand Shadows Soul-Slaying Sword Formation properly and made slight changes so that his Taoist Life and Death Dark Ming Liangyi Formation could be incorporated into it, and he used the celestial diagram to suppress it.

Although the enemy is overt and we are hidden, and there are people on the other side, Lin Xuanzhi still wants to do everything perfectly to prevent accidents.

The candle-lit Ten Thousand Shadows Spirit-Slaying Sword in front of him flashed slightly, exuding a mysterious and ever-changing brilliance, commanding the 24 sword intentions in the formation from a distance.

In the formation, the sword spirit moves through the mottled light and shadow, and deeper there is a vast sky that rises and shrinks, making subtle adjustments to the entire formation in a unique pattern.

The two swords of water and fire hung high above it, as if they were integrated into the Zhuzhao Ten Thousand Shadows Soul-Slaying Sword Formation, but also seemed to exist independently, waiting for the opportunity to come in the midst of the cold light.

Time was originally in a hurry. After all, it was difficult for Lin Xuanzhi to add to and modify such a formation at will.

However, he couldn't stand the existence of Yin Lingzi, the inner ghost. Two accidents happened seemingly unintentionally on the road, so he bought some time.

This Zhuzhao Ten Thousand Shadows Soul-Slaying Sword Formation is very extraordinary. The ideal state should be a top-notch immortal formation with 360 five unique sword intents, but Zhuying has never achieved this goal while alive.

And now...

The three of them were not kept waiting for long. Not even half a day after they were ready, they heard an angry and weak dull dragon roar coming from outside.

Even though the tide was weaker than when the three of them came down a while ago, Venerable Poison Dragon, who was leading the charge, was still a little tired.

"coming!"

Lou Zishan, who was hidden within the formation, smiled coldly and tried her best to contain her killing intent.

The Taoist priest Liuyun looked solemn and did not relax his vigilance just because he had the upper hand.

After all, neither Tian Xingzi nor Venerable Poison Dragon was much weaker than him.

"Destroy the sky star first, and then capture the poisonous dragon. Cui Baobao will help you, the palace master, to capture it." Lin Xuanzhi smiled calmly at the formation hub.

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