The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Real world game.

Pantheon Mountain.

There was a look of worry in Lord Krishna's eyes.

He just received news that the person who pre-ordered his product has arrived at Pantheon.

He was particularly anxious at this moment.

After all, once that person extracted him, he would surely die.

"I thought there were still several epochs to go, but I never imagined it would be so close."

The reason why he invested with hope was that he felt there was enough time.

The friends he made still had plenty of time to grow.

But now, that person has arrived, and he doesn't have much time left.

He stood outside a mountain, waiting seriously.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Ye walked out and said, "Lord Black Sky, my prince has been in seclusion. I don't know when he will wake up."

When Lord Black Heaven heard this, he was a little disappointed. He said, "If Qi Yuan comes out of seclusion, tell him that the favor he owes me will be written off."

Fengye looked moved.

Write it off?

You have to know that when people reach their level, all favors are caused by cause and effect.

If you want to transcend and make progress, you need to understand these causes and effects.

These words from Lord Krishna are of great value.

Without paying attention to the strangeness on Fengye's face, Lord Black Sky bowed and said goodbye.

About three breaths later, a voice sounded in the ears of Lord Black Sky.

"All plans become futile in the face of absolute strength."

The one who spoke was Lord Devouring Stars, Lord Black Sky’s good friend.

The Black Sky Lord had a look of neither sadness nor joy: "Tunxing, you should leave too. It's not a good thing to be too close to me now."

The Star Devouring Lord looked at the Black Sky Lord and finally said, "If one day I can obtain a divine treasure and use it to become a Taoist god, I will definitely ask for an explanation for you!"

As for using the God of the Lord to survive the three disasters and three calamities and become a spiritual god, he had no confidence at all.

We can only place our hopes on the divine treasure.

After all, even if a God Lord has poor aptitude, he can leap into the realm of Taoist God by obtaining a divine treasure.

This is the horror of the divine treasure.

It is rumored that the divine treasure was transformed from the rules of the origin of the great way when this world was first created.

By swallowing a divine treasure, one can master the great Dao and become a Dao God.

However, the number of divine treasures is limited, and it is almost impossible to see divine treasures scattered around in this world.

Even if there were any, they would be taken away by the Taoist gods in the first place.

It is almost impossible for a casual cultivator like the Star-Swallowing Divine Lord to obtain a divine treasure.

……

Yunmeng Mountain.

The fish exudes a faint fragrance, the flames dance, and the red stove lights up the snow in vain.

Wu Shi sat in a free and easy posture, barefoot on a bench covered with fox fur, her slender calves against her thighs, her skin white and round under her skirt.

Only when she was next to the swordsman would she let down her guard and enjoy the delicious food.

"Why do you have such a sullen face? Learn to smile like me." Wu Shi said to the cold swordsman.

Her foxy face and peach blossom eyes make her look particularly affectionate and charming.

The swordsman held the sword, giving a feeling of keeping outsiders away.

He looked at his high and mighty master and asked in confusion.

"What do you want to do?"

After receiving the magic treasure from Wu Shi, the sword disciple finally entered the realm of Taoist God and became the sharpest sword in Yunmeng Palace.

His swordsmanship is indescribable and transcends everything.

With the sword in hand, no ordinary Taoist god can compete with him.

Over the years, he has also built an unprecedented foundation for Wu Shi.

But all kinds of rumors also spread in Yunmeng Palace.

Everyone says that Wu Shi, the master of Yunmeng Palace, is a vixen who uses lust to control and exploit the sword disciples.

Use his sharp sword to clear obstacles for her and satisfy her ambitions.

However, the swordsman understood that his sword could not compete with his master Wu Shi.

People say that Wu Shi is ambitious.

The swordsman thought that these were all rumors.

Wu Shi was stunned as snowflakes fell on his red fur coat and melted away, leaving only shallow water spots.

"Disciple, this is the first time you care about me in all these years."

Wu Shi’s smile was inexplicable.

This disciple seems to care nothing about anything in this world.

The only thing I care about is...

This was the first time he asked her what she wanted to do.

"I..."

Wu Shi stood up slowly, his figure looking thin under the red feather-covered fur coat.

Standing on the top of Yunmeng Mountain, looking down at the world.

“I want to be not only the master of Yunmeng Mountain, the master of Hunxuanxu, but also the master of Zhoushan World.

I want to... stand on the Forgotten Zhou Mountain, at the highest point."

The voice was cold, yet carried a hint of arrogance and majesty.

At this moment, she is no longer a lazy woman who steals fish, but a queen who is high above everyone else.

"Oh." The swordsman responded calmly.

He's not interested.

In other words, he has no emotions and is not interested in anything in the world.

[Your strength is growing stronger and stronger. In Zhoushan Realm, sword disciples are also known as sword butchers.

The gods of Taoism dare not compete with you, and all major forces avoid you like a rat.

Your strength has skyrocketed, and everything in this world can be turned into a sword in your hand.

You think that you are strong enough to defeat Master Wu Shi.

So, you are going to challenge Wu Shi. Once you defeat her, you can take action against Jiutian Shenque and bring your sister back.

only……】

"Disciple, Jiutian Shenque has sent your sister back."

There was an inexplicable smile on Wu Shi's face.

It seemed like he was happy for the swordsman.

On this day, the swordsman met his sister after not seeing her for millions of years.

He was not happy.

Or rather, he no longer had any feelings.

The younger sister was wearing a yellow silk skirt with a white gauze top, looking cute and elf-like. She looked at the sword disciple timidly. It seemed that her eyes were very curious about the sword disciple, a brother she had never met before.

"You haven't seen each other for a long time, get to know each other and keep in touch."

After Wu Shi finished speaking, his figure disappeared.

Only the swordsman and his sister were left.

My sister said that she was living very well in Jiutian Shenque, and all the enemies who had destroyed the Marquis' Mansion were dead.

The younger sister kept talking about her past, and the swordsman listened quietly.

The younger sister seemed very patient and did not lose her desire to share despite the swordsman's cold reaction. She kept talking.

Finally, the swordsman looked at his beautiful sister and said softly, "I will protect you from now on."

These are three sentences that he engraved in his heart.

It is because of these three sentences that they serve as an anchor so that he will not lose himself in killing and in the sword.

"I love you the most, brother." The girl seemed to be overjoyed. She couldn't help but put her arm around the swordsman's arm and pressed her full chest against him. She seemed to realize something and quickly let go, with a blush on her face.

The top of Yunmeng Mountain.

Clusters of snow.

The cold woman in red couldn't help but secretly spit: "Scheming girl."

She had no problem with the swordsman's sister, she simply disliked her.

She wanted to kill her with a sword.

However, that was the person her disciple was protecting.

She looked at the clouds of smoke beneath the clusters of snowflakes.

"Someone, keep an eye on Yujiao... Forget it."

Soon, Wu Shi waved his sleeves and the smoke dissipated.

She has more important things to do.

……

Millions of years pass in the blink of an eye.

On the Wangzhou Mountain, several mysterious figures stood.

"The origins of the Palace Master of Yunmeng are mysterious. What is his identity?"

"It's a pity that with that Sword Slayer around, we have never seen her take action. We don't know how strong she is and how many disasters she has survived."

"The identity of that swordsman is also somewhat mysterious."

"The sword apprentice is not worth mentioning. The one we need to be wary of is Palace Master Yunmeng. She is very mysterious."

"So what if they are mysterious? Just don't provoke us. Otherwise, their mystery will cease to exist."

"Although the sword disciple is strong, he is only comparable to a calamity. Humph, today he actually trespassed into the Nine Heavens Divine Palace. He is simply courting death."

"How is Yujiao? Hasn't she captured the sword apprentice yet?"

"If the sword disciple is used by us, our chances of winning against Palace Master Yunmeng will be much greater."

"Yu Jiao said that a sword disciple does not care about worldly matters, and it seems that there is no one in this world that he cares about."

"Doesn't he care about her?"

"Tell her to quickly capture the swordsman."

At this level, gender, morality and emotions are nothing.

In their opinion, sword disciples have a weakness, which is obsession.

His sister is his obsession and his weakness.

……

Inside the palace, fiery red maple leaves were scattered all over the ground.

"Cough cough..." The sword disciple coughed, and the sound echoed in the empty palace.

"Brother, I'm here to see you." Yu Jiao was wearing a thin gauze dress and hugged the sword disciple from behind. She frowned, and I felt pity for her.

"Yeah." The swordsman responded indifferently.

This time when he broke into the Nine Heavens Divine Palace, the sword disciple suffered serious injuries.

"Palace Master... is still in Yunmeng Palace." Yu Jiao's voice was intentional or unintentional, as if it was wandering on her chest.

Seeing that the sword disciple did not respond, Yu Jiao continued, "I was just trying to stir up trouble. I just couldn't stand her. My brother worked for her and was seriously injured, but she was unwilling to come and see him."

Yujiao became angrier and angrier as she spoke, and seemed very dissatisfied with Wu Shi.

The swordsman looked calm: "She is my master."

What does Master want to do?
He didn't know either.

It doesn’t matter whether the master cares about him or not.

At this time, Yujiao's hand seemed to move down intentionally, and a blush appeared on her snow-white face.

"I want to practice sword." The sword disciple said lightly.

Yujiao was stunned, gritted her teeth and stomped away.

There was only one swordsman left in the palace.

There was no expression on his face, and his voice sounded mechanical.

"How can I become stronger?"

This is also one of the three sentences.

The sword continued to swing, the road collapsed and then reassembled.

His strength is constantly improving.

Unfortunately, he always felt that the improvement was very slow.

After an unknown amount of time, a Taoist god came over.

"Master Jian Tu, the Palace Master orders you to destroy Tianyuan Ruins."

He is a sword disciple, but everyone calls him the sword butcher.

The Taoist god looked a little hesitant, as if he felt sorry for the swordsman.

"Oh." The swordsman said lightly.

The Taoist god lowered his head and finally said, "My lord, your injuries have not healed yet. If you rashly start a war... I'm afraid."

Speaking of this, this Taoist god also has some resentment.

"Yunmeng Palace spans across two ruins, and this foundation was built by you, Lord Jiantu, one sword at a time.

"Have you ever shed a drop of blood, have you ever contributed a bit, Master Yunmeng?" The Taoist master became more and more excited as he spoke. Finally, he looked at the sword disciple and said, "If Master Sword Disciple wants, we are willing to serve Master Sword Disciple as our master and let Master Sword Disciple take charge of Yunmeng Palace."

This is also what the other Taoist gods mean.

After all, the sword apprentice's efforts are visible to the naked eye.

Where is Wu Shi?
Sit back and enjoy the results.

The swordsman listened calmly, not knowing whether he understood or not.

"I'm going to see the master."

He wants to ask the Master some questions.

Space rotates, step by step from autumn to winter.

The big red maple leaves turn into white snow.

In Yunmeng Palace, Wu Shi, dressed in red, seemed to be muttering to himself.

It has been snowing on the top of Yunmeng Mountain for a long time.

It snows every year, but the snow is getting smaller and smaller.

The sky and the earth were vast and boundless.

At this time, Wu Shi turned his head and looked at the people coming in the wind and snow in the distance.

She showed a bright and beautiful face.

"Don't you want to go to war with Tianyuanxu?" Wu Shi asked softly.

"No."

"What are you doing here?"

Looking at Wu Shi, the swordsman had an inexplicable expression.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, he thought he could defeat his master.

However, as he grew stronger, he found that he could not see Wu Shi clearly.

I also don't understand Wu's poems.

"With Master's strength, if he takes action personally, he will probably be able to wipe out Tianyuan Ruins in no time. Why doesn't Master take action personally?"

The swordsman combined his understanding of Wu Shi and asked about the doubts of the other Taoist gods.

Wu Shi smiled: "I can't leave Yunmeng Palace."

"Why?"

"I'm waiting for someone here." Wu Shi looked into the swordsman's eyes.

"Waiting for whom?" The swordsman's eyes were clear.

"I am waiting for a sword, a sword that can make the world no longer suffer."

"Have you waited?" asked the swordsman.

Wu Shi's face showed a look of reminiscence: "Wang Zhou Mountain has not been broken yet, maybe... I didn't wait."

She added in her mind.

The swordsman's face changed slightly.

Wangzhou Mountain is the core of the Zhoushan World.

If we forget to break off Mount Zhou, the great world of Mount Zhou will be overturned and countless lives will perish and die in vain.

This is not in line with his lawful goodness.

Wu Shi looked at the swordsman and said seriously, "I will wait until then."

Her memory told her that she would see the sword.

After bidding farewell to Wu Shi, the sword disciple walked alone, with only one sword, and spent 100,000 years to level the Tianyuan Ruins.

At this point, three of the seven ruins in the Zhoushan area were incorporated into the territory of Yunmeng Palace.

There are more and more rumors.

"The Lord of Yunmeng Palace has evil ambitions and wants to unify the Zhoushan World!"

"Are we all just going to bow down to her?"

"Damn it, that sword disciple aided the tyrant and was willing to be the executioner of the Yunmeng Palace Master."

"Humph, claiming to be kind, is this kindness?"

There were many murmurs of dissatisfaction.

To the Master of Yunmeng Palace and to the sword disciple.

It seemed as if for a moment, they became the target of public criticism.

However, using words as a weapon of criticism is useless.

Over the next million years, the swordsmen became increasingly powerful.

His sword is close to Tao.

Ordinary Taoist gods are no match for him at all.

In just a million years, the entire Zhoushan world finally had only one voice.

That is Yunmeng Palace.

And the sword disciple is even known as the number one Taoist god.

Even the Nine Heavens Divine Palace treated the sword disciple with respect.

After all, they still have to do business in Zhoushan.

Kill the sword disciple?

They are sure.

But... the Lord of Yunmeng Palace is too mysterious.

No one knows her depth. If anyone knows, it is probably only the sword disciple who knows.

"Master, are you still waiting for that sword?"

The swordsman held the sword in his arms, his voice as cold as ever.

Over the years, he discovered that his master was becoming more and more sleepy and more and more greedy.

But the master doesn’t eat anything. If he eats, he only eats what she cooks.

"Yeah." Wu Shi ate the fish, his voice much colder than before.

Nowadays, although the Zhoushan world is unified, there are more opportunities for the two to meet.

But the relationship, in the eyes of outsiders, has become cold.

Wu Shi seemed to rarely smile in front of his sword disciples.

The sword disciple knew, according to what his sister Yujiao said.

This is for the estrangement of His Holiness.

"Have you waited?"

"No." Wu Shi said calmly, "If you forget Zhou Shanduan, maybe you can wait."

"Master, if you forget Zhoushanduan, the Zhoushan world will collapse. I hope Master will not do anything wrong." The sword disciple said coldly.

He remembered Yujiao's words and some of the Taoist gods' hints.

In recent years, Zhoushan Realm has been unified, and Wu Shi seems to have been making arrangements in Zhoushan Realm.

There are rumors that Wu Shi wants to subvert the Zhoushan world.

He also discovered some arrangements left by Wu Shi.

"Disciple, are you teaching me how to do things?" Wu Shi looked at the sword disciple coldly.

The sword disciple had never seen such a look before.

He had no emotions and didn't express anything.

He looked at Wu Shi deeply and said calmly: "There is a lot of food here, enough for Master to use for 100,000 years."

After the swordsman finished speaking, he turned and left.

In Yunmeng Palace, only the lonely Wu Shi was left.

She murmured as she watched the snowflakes getting smaller and smaller.

"Now, even you won't listen to me?"

Although she is the nominal palace master of Yunmeng Palace now.

But all Taoist gods respect sword disciples.

The summons did not allow him to leave the palace.

She became a real loner.

"It's so cold."

"hungry."

"Yesterday I saw snow in clusters. Tonight I saw snow falling."

(End of this chapter)