Proving the Way of Longevity: Starting from Covering the Sky, Adding Points to the Way

Chapter 72: Peach Club, Princess Silkworm
"You all know, not long ago, an earth-shattering event happened in Donghuang." In a wine shop, three monks sat together and discussed.

Liu Yibai sat at the next table, drinking wine alone, and silently listening to the conversation of the three people next to him.

"With the help of the peerless god king, Ye Fan, the holy body who broke through the secret realm of the four extremes, appeared again."

"So what? Everyone knows that even if he has broken through the four poles and found a new path, how long can he survive if his origin is damaged?"

"Having said that, the shocking part of this incident is the mysterious old man next to the Holy Body Ye Fan."

"Tell me."

"The mysterious old man flipped his hand and wiped out several supreme elders from the Yin-Yang Holy Sect of the Eastern Wasteland. Among them were several half-step powers and true powers from the Yin-Yang Sect and the Ziwei Sect!"

"Impossible... With such strength, unless the old man is an ancient saint, how could he possibly do all this?"

"You are really right, that old man is an ancient saint, and before he was done killing those powerful men, the leader of Ziwei Sect and the Supreme Elder of Zifu Holy Land returned one after another, but the result was that they came on the spot, Retreat on the spot!"

"What is the origin of Holy Body Ye Fan!? There is an ancient saint standing behind him. In this way, even if he hurts his origin, is willing to save his life and lose all his cultivation, and becomes a mortal, he will be protected by the saint in the end. .”

Liu Yibai took a sip of wine, stared at the table, and fell into deep thought.

From what these three people said, if nothing unexpected happened, the ancient saint should be the old madman he had met once in the Eastern Wasteland.

While thinking about it, he subconsciously picked up the wine glass and put it to his mouth. Suddenly he found that the glass had reached the bottom. He came back to his senses, no longer thought about it, left a few drinks money on the table, got up and left.

Walking in the huge city, Liu Yibai accidentally heard another news.

The Yaochi Holy Meeting will be held in the near future.

You must know that the Yaochi Holy Meeting is only held every 500 years, also known as the Flat Peach Meeting. At that time, many powerful people will gather, and eating the flat peaches at the meeting will also be of great benefit to the monks.

At that time, maybe we can learn about some secrets and opportunities hidden in the world from the mouths of some powerful people.

If this is the case, then it is very necessary for him to participate.

Now, Liu Yibai most wanted to visit some ruins and treasure places to improve his cultivation level as soon as possible.

If you go to Yaochi Grand Meeting, you will most likely get unexpected rewards.

"That's..." Liu Yibai was suddenly startled. A figure at the end of the street attracted him.

It was a purple-haired woman with a delicate face, as beautiful as a water hibiscus. She was holding a little creature in her arms and slowly walked towards this side.

Liu Yibai didn't recognize this woman, but what really surprised him was the aura emanating from her body, which was unfathomable.

This was a terrifying figure... He judged immediately.

Liu Yibai was not the only one present who was attracted to the purple-haired woman. Everyone who passed by this street at this time, whether they were monks or mortals.I almost couldn't help but look at her.

The purple-haired woman had a calm expression, not paying attention to everyone's gazes. She just kept teasing the little creature in her arms with her slender fingers, making the creature make strange laughter.

Liu Yibai didn't dare to look twice, lowered his head and quickly passed by the purple-haired woman.

But he didn't notice that the purple-haired woman glanced at him the moment she passed by, but she didn't look at him much. She quickly returned her gaze to the little creature in her arms and gradually went away. "Who is that purple-haired woman? Why do I feel like my eyes are about to burst when I look at her a few more times?" Someone covered his eyes and spoke in pain.

"This is because you are too weak. Compared to that woman, you are like an ant on the roadside. How can you see something higher than yourself? In the final analysis, it is your own poor cultivation. Who is to blame?" A man next to him said The monk covered his eyes with one hand and sneered.

"You said that my cultivation is poor and too weak, but aren't you also covering your eyes? How can you be better than me?" the man from before retorted.

"At least I can watch it longer than you!"

Two strangers got into an argument about this.

Liu Yibai passed by them without paying much attention. The only question in his mind was, who is that purple-haired woman?
"I didn't expect to meet the Divine Silkworm Princess here, but it's very surprising."

Suddenly there was a voice in his ears, and Liu Yibai turned his head to look. It was a young man with a handsome face, followed closely by several middle-aged monks in the dragon transformation stage.

They were all dressed in the same way, obviously coming from a holy place.

"These people should be from Dayan Holy Land..." Liu Yibai looked at the services of these people and couldn't help but guess.

Then, he stepped forward and said with a warm face: "Liu Yibai, are you from Dayan Holy Land?"

The young people gathered in the middle looked at Liu Yibai. As a leader of the younger generation, at this moment, he could not see the depth of this man in green, and a strange color flashed across his face.

"What Fellow Daoist Liu said is true, we are indeed from Dayan Holy Land." The young man smiled, giving people a feeling of being close to each other.

"If it goes as expected, then you should be the Holy Son of Dayan." Liu Yibai said.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Liu has a sharp eye."

Holy Son Dayan spoke with a smile.

"Holy Son, be careful. After our investigation, this person's cultivation is at the third level of the Dragon Transformation Stage. He doesn't look like a small person. Maybe the name Liu Yibai he said is false." At this moment, Holy Son Dayan received the message. The sound transmission of the strong around.

Holy Son Dayan's pupils shrank, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He smiled and said, "I wonder what Fellow Daoist Liu is talking about?"

Liu Yibai said: "I just heard everyone mention Princess Shencan, so I was curious and couldn't help but step forward to ask."

"So that's it." Holy Son Dayan nodded, looked at the place where the purple-haired woman left before, and said: "Don't look at the purple-haired woman for her figure and appearance, but she actually has a terrifying background. The princess who once almost became the younger brother of the Dou Zhan Saint Emperor is also the Highness of Shencanling."

It's really her! ?
Liu Yibai was shocked. This was a peerless person who had lived for who knows how many years. He didn't expect that he still retains the face of his youth.

From this point of view, what she was holding in her arms should be the magical silkworm that Ye Fan drove out.

It is said that this kind of creature will transform many times, taking on a new shape each time, and it only needs to go through nine transformations before it can become an emperor and rival the Great Emperor.

If you can transform eleven times, you can even become a true immortal.

Liu Yibai was not very envious of this, because the transformation process of the divine silkworm was also very arduous, and the further it went, the more likely it was to end in failure.

(End of this chapter)