Gou Cultivates Demon Immortals in the Endless Sea

Zhang Liang tried hard to keep his expression normal, otherwise, wouldn't it arouse suspicion if a Mahayana cultivator discovered the traces of a true immortal?
There are a total of three thousand Lianxu Enlightenment Platforms. Qingniao is self-aware and will first look at the goals of Qi Baiyun and Lin Chaotian. The two of them are competing for positions around the hundredth place.

She thought to herself that although she had awakened twice and her natural strength was already extremely strong, she was still insufficient when facing the geniuses of the Immortal Realm. Her potential was roughly the same as Lin Chaotian's, and perhaps slightly worse than Qi Baiyun's.

But there was nothing she could do about it. She came from the Immortal Sea, where she had finally achieved the second awakening. Unlike the Immortal Realm, where there were all kinds of big forces with sufficient resources, they didn't need the so-called second awakening to improve their potential.

Of course, Bluebird's talent and potential are extremely rare even in the fairyland, otherwise how could it be ranked among the top 100.

In the end, Qingniao defeated a powerful virtual-refining expert who was ranked 98th.

Three days later, the Zhenxian Taoist temple was gradually filled with people.

During this period, the World God Mirror often moved strangely, and it was obvious that the mad immortal had been paying attention to this place for a long time. Moreover, his attention fell on Zhang Liang many times.

"Om~"

On this day, Zhang Liang was still pretending to be cautious, but suddenly a terrifying pressure descended upon him. Before his eyes, a shadow seemed to flicker for a moment, and then he felt a huge amount of immortal power and Taoism rushing towards him.

When Zhang Liang looked up, he saw a hazy figure, bathed in fairy light, standing on the high platform on the top of the mountain opposite him.

"We have met Lord Kuangxian."

Many people spontaneously showed fascination, and that feeling was like fans meeting a star, it was admiration and excitement from the heart.

However, Zhang Liang did not have such a feeling. His first impression after seeing the True Immortal was not that the other party was very strong, because the other party was originally a Mad Immortal, claiming to be almost invincible under the Immortal King, so it was natural that he was very strong.

What impressed him even more was that the other party's appearance, temperament, and demeanor were truly eye-opening.

If I can become an immortal one day, I should take this as an example, and it would be best if I can even surpass it.

In fact, before the True Immortal's sermon began, Zhang Liang felt that he had gained a lot. After all, he was just one step away from being promoted to the late Mahayana stage. What else could he ask for? If this was normal practice, he firmly believed that without more than 5,000 years of practice, he would not even think about it.

Therefore, Zhang Liang felt that he had gained a lot just after the Immortal's preaching. Even if he gained nothing later, he didn't care much.

"sit."

The Mad Immortal spoke a word that was like the sound of heaven descending to the earth or like a spring breeze blowing on one's face, instantly clearing away all the confusion in everyone's mind, so that everyone in the Taoist temple instinctively fell silent and sat upright.

On the immortal stage, a mysterious light was floating, but it was not as fairy-like as at the beginning. Zhang Liang wanted to look through the mysterious light at the appearance of the mad immortal, and then he felt a gaze directed at him.

When their eyes met, Zhang Liang did not dodge, but he felt his eyes sore and swollen, and then he closed his eyes instinctively.

"interesting."

On the True Immortal Stage, there was a gleam of light in the eyes of the Crazy Immortal. This position had been vacant for fifty thousand years. No matter where the True Immortal Stage was, no one had ever been able to sit on this position, but now it was occupied by someone.

With this point alone, this person can leave his name in the fairyland, but no one knows where he comes from or what talent he has.

Zhao Changge glanced at Canglan on the third throne again and felt satisfied. He thought that maybe it was because Blackwater City suffered the most from the ominous tide, so there were many geniuses born one after another.

Zhao Chang's voice seemed to come from a very far away place. He said, "A hundred years ago, an ominous tide swept through all the immortal realms, causing the lives of all the realms to be destroyed and countless powerful people to fall. Therefore, the opportunity for preaching this time is far better than before. In addition to the preaching itself, those who hear the truth this time and can stay in the dojo will get a great opportunity that has never been seen before. You must work hard."

"There is still a great opportunity?"

"I heard it's related to the ruins of the ancient fairy palace. Otherwise, why do you think so many powerful people came to preach this time?"

"The ruins of the Asgard, is this true or false?"

"Won't we find out if we stay here?"

"Om~"

Without giving the crowd time to discuss, everyone only felt a mysterious force enveloping them. White mist was rising around them, and the entire Qilin Pond and Qilin Mountain turned into a misty place in the blink of an eye.

"Weng Long Long~"

First, there was a complex Taoist pattern that swept across the sky like a thick cloud, and in the blink of an eye it covered the sky above the Shenhua Enlightenment Platform and the Lianxu Enlightenment Platform.

Zhang Liang took a quick glance and found the Dao patterns to be complex, numbering in the tens of millions. Not to mention understanding them thoroughly, just that they were self-confirmed. Understanding just a little bit would be enough to greatly improve one's strength.

This was just the beginning. After the Dao pattern was covered, all kinds of Dao rhymes, numbering in the thousands, also covered the area of ​​the Fusion and Mahayana stages.

That’s not all. Immediately afterwards, there was a wave, like a coffin lid falling from the sky. The wave did not fall on anyone, but flowed freely on the open space outside the enlightenment platform.

It was at this moment that the Crazy Immortal spoke.

"The laws of nature are unpredictable, great sounds are silent, great images are invisible. My chants come out of my mouth and enter your heart. If you can't get it, don't force it."

"Buzz~"

The next moment, the mad immortal seemed to speak, saying something, but Zhang Liang was surprised to find that he could not hear anything, not at all. Suddenly, a buzzing sound rang in his ears.

But it didn’t seem to matter whether he heard it or not, because Zhang Liang felt as if his own avenue was being affected.

In his ears and eyes, what was no longer the Qilin Mountain was the great sword pouring down on his head and the immortal fire growing.

In an instant, several great ways enveloped Zhang Liang and washed him repeatedly.

The intensity of this kind of washing is different from that in the Blood-Suppressing Immortal Cauldron. This kind of washing is impossible to resist, but it will not really hurt oneself.

It was as if the power of the Tao was demonstrating itself to himself. Watch its might and its changes.

In this situation, Zhang Liang even forgot that he was listening to a sermon, or he actually heard nothing now. He just felt that he was exhausted from dealing with the baptism of various great powers.

Suddenly, the baptism of the storm ended, Zhang Liang suddenly came back to his senses, but was shocked to find where his body was and who he was.
At this moment, Zhang Liang’s vision is filled with the endless earth, the world where time flies by, the fairyland where survival is difficult, and the peaceful and beautiful world.

In this quiet world, there are dancing flames, some falling in the forest, some falling on the grass. There is ice and snow falling from the sky, covering the mountains, rivers and land. There is a fierce wind, sweeping across the sky and the earth.

After many years, weeds have taken root in the wasteland. After the snowstorm, there are abundant fruits. After the strong wind, the world is peaceful.

Faintly, Zhang Liang seemed to hear a voice in his ears.

"All things in heaven and earth follow their own way. Practitioners go against the will of heaven, master the rules of heaven and earth, and make countless changes. The stronger one is, the more he understands the way of nature and takes the beneficial power. Therefore, practitioners borrow from the way, control the way, enter the way, and obtain the way..."

Between hazily.

Zhang Liang seemed to come back to his senses, and at the moment he came back to his senses, the violent power of the Great Dao around him disappeared. As his mind moved, the Dao rhyme was added to his body, and it became more and more powerful, as if he had a sense of the Dao reaching wherever his heart reached.

"Tao follows nature, is this... the true meaning of the Tao?" "It seems to be a little short of it."

Zhang Liang tried to continue listening, but unfortunately there was only a buzzing sound in his ears. Obviously, he could not hear anything deeper.

But as it is now, Zhang Liang only feels that the breakthrough to the late Mahayana stage should only take a moment.

The immortal spirit in the body has just more than doubled and is now increasing again.

8800 channels.

9000 channels.

9200 channels.

10000 channels.

"Click~"

Zhang Liang only felt refreshed all over, his thoughts were clear, as if an inexplicable force had unlocked the hidden power in his body, helping him to break through to the late stage of Mahayana in one fell swoop.

“Is this the preaching of a true immortal? I thought I had only reached a certain realm, but still needed to practice to advance. I never expected that the realm would actually feed back to me and break through my potential again.”

However, the rise of this immortal spirit has not stopped yet.

11000 channels.

12000 channels.

The potential in Zhang Liang's body and the strength he had accumulated in the early days were madly feeding back to himself at this moment, so that his physical strength and spiritual strength continued to increase.

Finally, the immortal energy in Zhang Liang's body reached 15019 before it stopped.

"Whoo~"

Zhang Liang heaved a sigh of relief. Thanks to the supply of the two streams of immortal spirit, his improvement seemed to have no upper limit. It skyrocketed all the way and he had reached a very terrifying level.

However, Zhang Liang didn’t know whether his Mahayana was powerful enough.

Logically speaking, it should be counted, right? After all, he can now carry 15,000 immortal spirits. You know, in the late stage of fusion, he could only carry dozens of immortal spirits.

The gap between before and after is more than a hundred times.

At this moment, he finally realized how big the gap was between the fusion stage and the Mahayana stage.

In other words, how big is the gap between the early Mahayana stage and the late Mahayana stage? It is easily more than ten times! If converted into combat power, I am afraid there is also a big gap. Even if it is not more than ten times, it is definitely seven or eight times. He cannot be wrong about this.

However, how strong was he, who was in the late Mahayana stage? How much immortal spirit energy could he carry? What was the upper limit?

It is not convenient to ask this question at this time, because everyone else around seems to be still listening to the avenue.

Zhang Liang was just thinking about what he should do now, when suddenly a distant voice sounded beside his ears: "You seem to have many doubts. Now that you have woken up, I can help you solve some of your doubts."

"Sigh~"

Zhang Liang was shocked. The mad immortal actually spoke to him personally. Did he notice him? Was he going to give him some special treatment?

Zhang Liang immediately said: "May I ask, Senior, how much immortal spirit energy should the late Mahayana stage carry? After the late Mahayana stage, are there other realms, even if they are unwritten?"

Zhao Changge was not surprised by Zhang Liang's question. Anyone who enters the late stage of Mahayana will ask this question.

Zhao Changge said, "The amount of immortal spirit energy one can carry depends on one's potential. For some people, carrying 10,000 is their limit, while for others, carrying 20,000 is their limit. But generally speaking, 30,000 is the limit for ordinary Mahayana cultivators. 50,000 is about the same for some top geniuses. Those who can reach 80,000 are all extraordinary geniuses, and can even dominate an era. And those who can reach 100,000 are definitely top geniuses who can dominate an era."

“Are there more than 100,000?”

"One hundred thousand is the limit, but looking at the ancient immortals, it cannot be said that there are none. There was once a stunning talent who, using unknown methods, could inherit more than a hundred thousand immortal spirits. No one knows the exact number. But that person can kill immortals."

"Mahayana Immortal Slayer?"

Zhang Liang couldn't help but gasp. What kind of exaggerated strength would be needed to achieve this?
However, Zhao Changge laughed: "It is not uncommon for a Mahayana to kill an immortal. In ancient times, when the calamity was weak, some people took the opportunity to become immortals. Generally speaking, a genius who can carry 80,000 immortal spirits can kill it. Of course, the prerequisite is that the true immortal has stopped practicing."

Zhang Liang was silent. Compared with those who possessed 100,000 immortal spirits, his so-called late Mahayana stage was actually just the beginning.

“I knew it wouldn’t be that easy.”

At this time, Zhang Liang couldn't help but think of the so-called human immortals in the Eternal Continent. He wondered what they were like.
However, this mad immortal said that for a general Mahayana stage, carrying 30,000 immortal spirits is the limit, so 30,000 immortal spirits should be common. Although I have made rapid progress, I can never compare myself to those old Mahayana stages.

Of course, with so many secret methods, I am not afraid.

After learning about the carrying of immortal spirit energy, Zhang Liang asked again: "Excuse me, senior, how should I practice in the late Mahayana period? Should I try to carry more immortal spirit energy, or are there other ways to become stronger?"

However, the mad immortal immediately asserted, "Of course, it is to sacrifice and refine the immortal bones. The Mahayana golden body is almost immortal bones. Although it is mixed, it can be sacrificed with immortal spirit energy. Ordinary people take a long time to slowly work on it, but your immortal bones are already complete, but you lack the nourishment and resonance of immortal spirit energy. You should use the immortal spirit energy to be consistent, and sacrifice the true immortal bones with the Mahayana body. In this way, you can not only increase the amount of immortal spirit energy you carry, but also enable you to fight against true immortals. Of course, I don't recommend you to do this if the immortal spirit energy is less than 30,000."

Zhang Liang was shocked. He didn't expect that the other party had seen through him. Even the perfection of his golden body could not be concealed. He was indeed worthy of being the number one existence under the Immortal King.

Zhao Changge hadn't finished speaking yet, and he continued, "Now that the immortal bones are formed, the soul must continue. Don't think that you can quickly refine the soul just because you have enough energy crystals. A truly powerful soul can follow the laws of nature and is comparable to the physical body, and is equally powerful. You must find the relevant skills and start practicing."

"Law of Heaven and Earth? Thank you for your guidance, Senior."

"You're too late to thank me. I haven't finished yet. In addition to refining bones and sacrificing souls, condensing Dao seeds can also make you stronger. Do you know what Dao seeds are?"

"Please give me some advice, senior."

"Tao seeds, as the name suggests, are the flowers of the Great Dao that bloom and give birth to Tao seeds. When you understand the origin of the Great Dao, the flowers of the Great Dao bloom and the Tao seeds are born, you will know that Tao seeds can be said to be the empowerment of the Great Dao. Forget it, you haven't become a Tao seed yet, so you won't understand even if I tell you. When you produce a Tao seed, you will naturally understand. I only want to tell you that throughout the ages, those who want to achieve great success and kill true immortals must have Tao seeds."

Zhang Liang opened his mouth. He didn't expect that in the late Mahayana period, there would be so much to learn and need.

However, Zhao Changge spoke again: "If you want to be stronger, you can also consider the extreme way. If it were someone else, I would not even mention this suggestion. But you, since you can sit on the first throne, it is worth my talking about it. As for what the extreme way is, the extreme of the great realm, the extreme of the great way, the extreme of everything, if you walk on it, you will naturally understand it. If you can't walk on it, you don't need to understand it at all."

"Jida?"

Zhang Liang looked solemn. This time the Mad Immortal had taught him so much. He didn't know any of these things before, but now he knew four ways to improve himself. The first one was exactly what he could do now, which was enough to make him stronger.

"The preaching of a true immortal is truly comparable to ten thousand years of hard practice!" (End of this chapter)