Perfect World: Dreaming Back to Immortals

All the living beings present raised their glasses to encourage each other.

After a glass of wine, the atmosphere on the scene became much more lively. The immortal kings clinked glasses, talked and laughed, and it was very lively.

Led by the Immortal Kings, the True Immortals from the Four Realms and young people were no longer restrained and began to communicate with each other, talking and laughing, and discussing the Dao while sitting down.

Many beings who once had great karmic ties and grudges against each other chose to use this enlightenment event to forget their grudges over a glass of wine.

There is no need to say too much, just look at each other, signal with your eyes, and then raise the glass and drink it all. All the causes and consequences are in the wine in the glass. As they swallow it, everything in the past will be released.

There are also creatures who are unwilling to do so because their hatred is too deep to be resolved. However, they are all people who consider the overall situation. When the black disaster is about to strike, all creatures will put their grudges on hold and settle accounts after the black disaster is quelled.

Of course, in this process, if they died on the battlefield, then all the past events would naturally disappear into thin air.

Genjin came to a stone table closest to the ancient tea tree of enlightenment and sat down. Luo Mo, the Five Elements, the Lord of the White Forbidden Zone, the butcher, the undertaker, the chicken farmer, and so on, had been waiting for a long time.

The arrival of a quasi-immortal emperor did not make the people at the table feel restrained, but instead made the atmosphere even more lively.

They talked about the past and the present, and talked about many secrets that were not even recorded in ancient history books. They also mentioned the dark kingdom on the other side of the sea, the black disaster and other things. Whenever Hengjin opened his mouth, the other creatures would quiet down and listen to his words quietly.

At this time, over at the Wudao Ancient Tea Tree, a total of ten thousand tea leaves of various shapes had completely matured, radiating light and surrounded by clouds and mist. Wisps of the rules of the great way emanated from the tea leaves, floating around the Wudao Ancient Tea Tree, looking extremely sacred.

At the same time, a refreshing aroma came to one's face. Even though there was an altar between them, one could still smell it clearly. Even the fine wine of the Immortal King level was covered by this aroma.

"The third spiritual root in the heavens has matured." The voice of the Immortal King who was in charge of guarding the ancient Wudao tea tree echoed throughout the Wudao tea mountain.

At once, all the creatures from the four realms that were communicating with each other cast their eyes over, and some even stood up, not hiding the anticipation on their faces.

Except for the quasi-immortal emperor Genjin and the kings of the four realms, creatures of other levels who want to drink the new enlightenment tea must rely on their own strength.

There are too many monks and too little porridge. Although the ancient tea tree of Wudao has become complete and the tea leaves have increased from 3,000 to 10,000, it is still dwarfed by the number of cultivators in the four realms and is far from enough.

Therefore, the supply can only be guaranteed for Immortal Kings and above. If the creatures below want to drink, it depends on their own abilities, just like the enlightenment tea parties in foreign lands in the past.

The creatures from the four realms gathered together to compete for a limited amount of enlightenment tea. This was bound to be a fight between dragons and tigers. For the creatures from the four realms, it was an experience and also an opportunity. There were not many chances to show themselves in front of the Emperor of Heaven.

The True Immortals, Immortals and Undertaker of this level all stood up, eager to try, and couldn't wait to fight with the creatures of the same level. Of course, the fight between them would have to be postponed for a while, as the first batch of tea produced by the Ancient Tea Tree of Enlightenment would be delivered to the Immortal King's table.

Human beings are also ready to fight for it at any time.

"Buzz!"

The light and mist are thick, the immortal spirit is flowing, and the ancient tea tree of Wudao stands in a colorful soil. The old tree has intertwined roots and luxuriant branches, on which hang tea leaves of various shapes, including bell-shaped, tripod-shaped, tower-shaped, and various mythical beasts of heaven and earth.

The most mysterious is the tea leaf that symbolizes the Avenue of Time. It changes from green to withered in an instant, and then from dry to reborn, over and over again. There is also a silver tea leaf covered with Taoist patterns, looming, as if it is about to disappear into the void. It symbolizes the Avenue of Space. There is also the tea leaf that symbolizes the Avenue of Reincarnation. It emits ripples all the time, leading people to step into the cycle of rebirth.

A total of ten thousand tea leaves symbolize the myriad laws of heaven and earth. The extraordinary aura is worthy of being the third spiritual root in the heavens, which is breathtaking.

At this moment, they are all ripe and can be picked to make tea.

An immortal king walked over, picked the tea leaves using a secret method, and then preserved them carefully.

Feeling the extraordinary features of the new Enlightenment Tea, the Immortal King was surprised. He had also obtained the Enlightenment Tea before, so he could naturally feel the huge gap between the two.

The tea leaves now made him feel as if he was about to enter enlightenment. If he made tea with them and drank it, he would surely gain something.

Finally, ten thousand tea leaves were picked, and the ancient Wudao tea tree, which was full and flourishing just now, was now completely bare.

The old tree was not surprised, because the Immortal King had already told it that he would pick all its fruits.

Afterwards, the old tree's roots squirmed and penetrated deeper into the soil to absorb the substances it needed. It would take tens of thousands of years for the tree to mature again.

The Immortal King, who had picked tens of thousands of tea leaves, took out a portion of the tea leaves according to the pre-planned plan. These tea leaves were extraordinary and most of them were related to the laws practiced by the Immortal Kings of the Four Realms who were present. Unsurprisingly, they would be sent to the stone tables of the Immortal Kings one by one.

The rest were sent to the earthen jars behind the altar. Each jar contained a tea leaf, and the corresponding avenue would be visible on the surface of the jar for the contenders to choose.

These earthen jars are surrounded by a protective shield. Some of them are for true immortals, and some are for human beings. They are distributed to each realm. Of course, the number decreases as you go down, and the competition will become more intense.

After the clay jar was placed, the immortals from the four realms and the creatures from the human world stared at it with their eyes wide open. Their gazes were fixed on the clay jar that suited their own path, and they could not move their eyes away.

This is the fruit of the third spiritual root in the universe, a supreme spiritual object that even the Immortal King can gain something from. If you can obtain it, the result will be unimaginable.

Everyone's breathing became rapid, and their minds were imagining the scene after drinking the tea. Needless to say, they would immediately fall into the state of enlightenment.

However, now is not the time to fight. Now is the time for the Immortal Kings to enjoy tea.

One by one, tea leaves were sent to the Immortal Kings of the Four Realms. Each Immortal King received ten tea leaves, while the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Genjin received a hundred tea leaves in one go.

Creatures that have a close relationship with Genjin were also given tea even if they were not at the Immortal King level.

This is true for his two Taoist companions, his son, and his fellow disciples.

According to their strength, even without relying on their relationship with Genjin, they are enough to compete for the tea. Qingyue, Haoxuan, Gentian and others also think so.

However, they did not refuse the tea that was brought to them.

If I refuse and then argue with others, it will undoubtedly bring shame to Gengjin.

Thinking of this, Qingyue and the others accepted the tea leaves. They would definitely not participate in the upcoming battle among the cultivators from the four realms.

At this moment, the tea leaves in front of Hengtian suddenly disappeared, and when they reappeared, they had been sealed in earthenware jars. The next moment, Hengjin's voice came: "You have not yet achieved the Immortal King, and you are a junior, so you'd better be self-reliant. If you want to drink tea, join the tea battle later."

Upon hearing this, Gentian nodded without any dissatisfaction on his face. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit.

To him, his father is the person he admires the most and the goal he pursues. He understands that what he does is for his own good.

"I see that his cultivation is solid and his seven-colored bloodline is showing signs of transformation. Perhaps it won't be long before he can become an Immortal King." Luo Mo said.

"He and you are really alike, as if they were carved from the same mold." Wuxing exclaimed.

“If Gentian can attain enlightenment and become a king, your lineage will have four generations, one being an emperor and three being kings. You are a family favored by heaven that cannot even be described.” The Lord of the White Forbidden Zone said with a smile.

Hearing this, Genjin smiled slightly. His grandfather Wuji was the Immortal King, his father Wang Gen was the Immortal King, he was a quasi-immortal emperor, and his son was about to achieve enlightenment. He was truly an emperor for one generation and a king for three generations.

In comparison, the Golden Crow clan, the heavenly clan of the fairyland, is far inferior. Although this clan has produced fairy kings in succession, there are many generations between them, unlike them where they have been passed down from generation to generation. Of course, Wuji and Wang Gen are not direct blood relatives. To be precise, the Wang family has an emperor in the first generation and a king in the second generation.

“I hope he can take a different path. If he relies on the power of his bloodline to forcibly break into the Immortal King realm, he will still be constrained in the future.” Hengjin whispered.

The reason why Gentian is now one step closer to the realm of the Immortal King and is about to become the Immortal King is entirely because his father broke through the king realm and became a quasi-immortal emperor.

Otherwise, Gentian would continue to struggle in the realm of the quasi-immortal king for an unknown period of time until he found his own invincible path.

"I think you are asking too much of him. In this vast world, how many beings can have a father who is a quasi-immortal emperor? How many beings are born with seven-colored blood?
It is almost impossible for him to catch up with you, or even surpass you. Why bother to give up your own huge advantages and forcefully open up other paths?" Wang Gen said.

He felt this deeply. He did not want to follow the path of parent-child, so he tried to create a path of his own. However, it was too difficult and he could not make any progress. Wang Gen had an extremely difficult time.

In Wang Gen's opinion, asking Gentian to give up his blood advantage and forge his own path would be putting the cart before the horse. It would be better for him to follow in his father's footsteps.

"Maybe." Hengjin sighed.

Every father wants his son to be successful, just like Wang Gen hoped that his son would surpass himself. Now, Genjin also has this mentality.

However, after listening to Wang Weng's words, Wengjin felt that it made sense. It was really unrealistic to let Wengtian surpass him. It would be better to let Wengtian be a second-generation rich man. As the second-generation rich man of his Wang family, he could surpass most of the creatures in this world.

Thinking of this, Hengjin's concept changed. Everything depends on Hengtian's own choice.

As they were talking, the kings of the four realms had already placed the tea leaves in their hands into the teacups that had been prepared long ago.

Afterwards, all the kings stopped what they were doing and looked towards the focus of the field, the Supreme Heavenly Emperor Hengjin.

Without any hesitation, Genjin immediately started drinking the tea.

He didn't make any movement, but just a glance, and a turbulent river of time rushed towards him.

The kings were shocked. This was not just an illusion. The power of time that was coming towards them was so vast that it made people clearly feel their own insignificance.

At this moment, above the long river of time, one tall and majestic figure after another opened their eyes and looked over here.

Everbright's gaze did not stop, tracing back along the long river of time. He saw the era of the emperor's fall, saw countless dark cages floating up and down in the long river, saw one fault after another, that was the reincarnation of the world. He did not stop for a moment, and traced back to an indescribable shadow before stopping.

The history involving the Quasi-Immortal Emperor is shrouded in mystery. The Immortal Kings cannot see it clearly, only Hengjin can see it.

The next moment, a scene that shocked the kings of the four realms appeared. The long river turned into a waterfall and rushed into the teacup in front of Genjin, becoming the tea for him to make tea.

"This……"

The kings of the four realms were all shocked. What was Emperor Everlasting doing? Was he using the entire ancient history to make tea? Was this the real river of time or an illusion? They didn't know.

Genjin's face was as calm as a still pond as he gently stirred the tea in the cup. Inside, scenes were flowing and changing, including the birth of the foreign land, the origin of the burial domain, and all kinds of things about the four dark quasi-immortal emperors.

He was like a creature out of this world, overlooking it all.

Then, Genjin picked up the teacup, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp, as if he had swallowed all of this ancient history.

It was not until Genjin put down his teacup that the kings of the four realms woke up from their shock.

They realized that what Hengjin drank was not the real River of Time. He used the River of Time as water to make tea, which was as if the entire ancient history was under his overlooking. He was the only one in the world, and he was domineering and overpowering. Even if there was more than one dark quasi-immortal emperor in the long river of ancient history, he was still confident that he could dominate it.

Ever since then, the kings of the four realms have begun to make tea. They have all used their magical powers. Some have taken endless starlight, turned it into a galaxy, and filled their teacups. Some have drawn immortal energy from the sky, turning it into an ocean. Some have simply refined a world and thrown everything into it...

The kings all have different ways of making tea, which is eye-opening and makes people marvel at the power of the Immortal King.

Of course, no one can compare with the handwriting of the past. A teacup contains an ancient history, and few creatures have such a grand vision.

The butcher, the undertaker, the chicken farmer, the Immortal King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, etc. are also very amazing, each of them is a peerless creature that is powerful enough to rival an entire world.

Soon, the Wudao Mountain was filled with the fragrance of tea and an aura of enlightenment spread.

The kings began to taste the brewed ancient enlightenment tea. As the tea entered their mouths, the avenue and runes gushed out and quickly spread throughout their limbs and bones.

On the spot, more than a dozen immortal kings entered the realm of enlightenment, with bursts of immortal mist and immortal aura surging around them.

This scene was quite shocking. They were Immortal Kings, high above everyone else, who had practiced for countless epochs. It was extremely difficult for them to make any progress in their cultivation, and their understanding of the Tao was beyond imagination. But now, they were actually realizing the Tao.

"Even the Immortal Kings have entered the realm of enlightenment. Is this the third spiritual root in the heavens?"

(End of this chapter)