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

Wu Shi's eyes couldn't help but fall on the scabbard stone.

In this world of ice and snow, this is the only piece that is not frozen, and it is particularly conspicuous.

She looked at the scabbard stone, then at the golden sword in her hand.

For some reason, she felt a little resistant and didn't dare to insert the sword into it.

Coincidence?
still?

Why is this... related to the Master?

She trembled instinctively and hesitated to move forward.

"I……"

The master looked at Wu Shi with a glimmer of hope in his eyes: "Give it a try, maybe... there will be a chance of a turnaround!"

Once Wu Shi recovers his Taoist fighting power, he might be able to wipe out the nodes of the Tuwu Realm.

Even if faced with the curse of the Tuwu world, he would not be as helpless as Bai Xiaosheng.

Wu Shi looked at the anxious look on her master's face and didn't think any more about it. Perhaps because it was too cold here, her hand holding the golden sword was shaking a little.

Zheng!
The golden sword fell into the scabbard stone, and the sound of the sword was like a dragon's roar.

The two men stared at the golden sword, as if they wanted to see something unusual on it.

"It must be a coincidence." Wu Shi comforted himself in his heart.

However, the next moment, her face turned pale.

I saw the golden sword shaking constantly.

The scabbard stone was also shaking continuously.

The surrounding void was annihilated and collapsed.

Time, space, and all rules are overlapping and breaking.

"Is this... a reaction?" Bai Xiaosheng looked excited.

Disciple, are you going to find her sword?
So, it means that the disciple can have the fighting power of the Taoist master?
At this moment, suddenly, a sword intent swept across the sky.

Bai Xiaosheng immediately looked towards the location where the sword intent was.

He saw a shadow.

"Is this a swordsman?"

He felt an extremely sharp sword intent.

Pure and ultimate.

This sword intent seems to be able to tear everything in the world apart.

This sword intent instantly submerged into the golden sword at this moment.

The originally broken golden sword was recast again.

The status of the sword is also rising, as if the sword is infused with a sword soul.

Seeing this scene, Wu Shi breathed a sigh of relief.

The sword apprentice has nothing to do with the master.

Everything... is just my own delusion.

The breath rises.

The sword is transforming.

From extraordinary to the highest.

However, as Wu Shi and Bai Xiaosheng expected, when the sword was about to take shape and its power reached its peak, a crack appeared on the golden sword.

"What's going on?" Bai Xiaosheng was puzzled.

With his abilities and knowledge, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

But he understood that the sword was cracking.

At this speed, it would be completely shattered in ten breaths.

Bai Xiaosheng quickly reached out his hand and grasped the sword, as if he wanted to use his powerful divine power to slow down the speed at which the sword was breaking.

Wu Shi also covered her master's hand with her cold little hand and held the sword tightly.

"It can't be broken. It must not be broken." Bai Xiaosheng murmured, feeling extremely anxious.

There isn't much time left for him.

The sword's edge is sharp, and its power is amazing.

Holding the sword, Bai Xiaosheng seemed to feel the battle between the sword disciple and the Lord of Yunmeng Palace.

Every sword is filled with murderous intent and is wanton and reckless.

He also understood that the grudges and hatred between the sword disciple and the Lord of Yunmeng Palace must be true.

The sword disciple really wants to kill the Lord of Yunmeng Palace!

The sword intent was pervasive, and Bai Xiaosheng seemed to have returned to the past, witnessing the battle on Yunmeng Mountain through the sword intent.

He seemed to see a man in black, turning his body into a sword and fighting continuously.

He also seemed to see the Lord of Yunmeng Palace, standing on the top of the mountain, with heavy snow falling and a bleak expression on his face.

The whispers of time and space also fell into my ears at this moment.

"Master, who are you waiting for?"

"I am waiting for a sword... a sword that can make the world forget the pain."

"Have you waited?"

"Wang Zhou Mountain has not yet been broken... maybe we haven't waited long enough."

……

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

"I wonder if my disciple's sword can replace that sword?"

These whispers fell into Bai Xiaosheng's ears, and naturally also into Wu Shi's ears.

"Palace Master Yunmeng is waiting for a sword?"

"The Forgotten Zhou Mountain has not been cut, and the sword has not been completed!"

"Now, the mountain is broken, where is the sword?"

Wu Shi was a little anxious.

They don't have much time left, less than five breaths.

In another five breaths, the sword will be completely shattered.

At that moment, the whispering sounded again.

"The Forgotten Zhou Mountain has been cut off. Master... have you waited for that sword?"

"I... would rather not wait."

The desolate voice echoed in time and space, and all sounds and pictures came to an abrupt end.

"Why doesn't the Riddler explain clearly?" Wu Shi was anxious and wanted to curse.

If she were the Master of Yunmeng Palace, she would really want to slap her past self.

however……

At this moment, an inexplicable message flooded into Bai Xiaosheng and Wu Shi's minds.

The expressions of the two changed slightly and they looked at each other.

Because this message is... If you want the sword to keep going, you need a Taoist god to sacrifice everything.

Wu Shi said anxiously: "Master, don't believe it, this is fake, there is a conspiracy."

Bai Xiaosheng looked at Wu Shi with gentle eyes and a clear smile: "If you can sacrifice one person to save the world, why not sacrifice me?"

Bai Xiaosheng thought he was quite selfish.

But he also has the courage to sacrifice his own life for justice.

To die for the Tuwu Realm is the ultimate way to die.

As for the conspiracy...

The moment he held the sword, he inexplicably developed a sense of fate.

It seemed as if he was born for this sword.

He didn't have time to say goodbye to Wu Shi.

The sword broke at that moment.

He chose to give up on himself.

The true spirit is dissolving.

Consciousness is blurring.

The majestic divine power turned to ashes at this moment.

A Taoist god, a Taoist god who was formed from a spiritual divine treasure, turned into nothingness at this moment.

The cracks on the golden sword healed!

It’s…really restoring.

This sword seems to be completed.

Gold...was also replaced by red.

The rich Taoist god is gone.

The golden sword that Master gave to Wu Shi is gone.

Instead, there was a bloody sword.

Wu Shi held the sword in his hand and shook it continuously.

She seemed to want to be the same as before.

But this time, she didn't shake out any gold coins.

Blood flowed from the cold hand, and the sword became even more blood-red and eerie.

Wu Shi slumped in the snow. The world was vast, and she was the only one left with her sword.

She held the sword in her hand and cried, "Master, I don't want your sword as compensation!"

Countless memories flooded into my mind.

She remembered her first encounter with her master on the snowy mountain.

She remembered Zhou Shan Dajie and the daily interactions with her master.

She also remembered that before Wangzhou Mountain collapsed, she saw a child who looked somewhat like her master.

She took him in as her apprentice.

She killed his sister.

She was waiting for a sword.

She was sad and confused, and time and space seemed to be in chaos.

"Are you confused as to who was the master first?"

Just then, a faint voice was heard.

A dark shadow descended.

"It's you!" Wu Shi held the blood-red sword with deep fear in his eyes.

The shadow seemed not to notice the expression on Wu Shi's face and continued talking to himself.

"Here...it's a huge cycle."

“There are variables in the cycle.”

"If you don't have a sword disciple, if you don't have money, you will become the master of Yunmeng Palace in the future."

"If time is a line, you are in front and Palace Master Yunmeng is behind."

"But if there are more cycles... Palace Master Yunmeng is in the previous cycle, and you are in the next cycle."

“Cycle… cycle…” Wu Shi murmured.

This cycle is somewhat different from the cycles I know.

Suddenly he realized that her heart was tightening, and her expression was expectant: "Master, she is not dead yet. Will she become a sword apprentice in the future?"

Does this mean that she can see her master?

"In countless cycles, this sword has never been born." "If the sword is not completed, you may still see it in a certain cycle."

"But now... the sword is complete, and he is completely dead."

The black shadow murmured, his voice neither sad nor happy.

Hearing this, Wu Shi became somewhat distraught, and more blood flowed from the sword.

However, her expression quickly became firm.

She also has to protect her master's Tuwu realm.

She had no time to be sad.

"Who are you and what is your purpose?" Wu Shi asked coldly.

She felt that her life was like a puppet, controlled by this dark shadow.

Even if I am a swordsman...

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It seemed that his amazing talent in swordsmanship and... his lack of any emotions might also be related to this black shadow.

The black shadow manipulated her, manipulated the sword disciple, just to forge a sword.

After realizing all this, the murderous intent in her heart was as strong as the sadness, but... she did not show it.

She is not afraid of death.

She just hasn't protected the Tuwu world, solved the nodes, and solved the curse of sinking.

"Everyone calls me Loop," the shadow said calmly.

When Wu Shi heard this, his heart started beating violently.

"cycle?"

The word "cycle" has a very complicated meaning.

The Taoist tradition where the Taoist master resides and the divine kingdom where the Taoist god resides will both fall into a cycle.

"But I would rather people call me Samsara." There was a rare hint of emotion in the black shadow's voice.

It is regrettable and lonely.

"As for the purpose?"

"Of course, it is to create this forgotten sword."

The Devouring Master of the afterlife world died.

In order to create the Sword of Oblivion, he had to find the equivalent of the Devouring Master in the Netherworld and let Wu Shi inherit everything from the Devouring Master.

Wu Shi heard this and held the sword tightly.

"I won't give you the sword."

This sword carries too much for her.

Too heavy.

However, this time, the shadow did not answer her.

It was as if he came here just to take a look at the Sword of Oblivion to see if it had been made.

Now, seeing the sword, His figure disappeared.

"Who... is he?"

Wu Shi's heart was full of doubts.

This dark shadow is like a mystery.

He played the master and her in the palm of his hand.

She had murderous intent in her heart, and her expression was cold: "I... will definitely kill Him."

If it weren't for Him, how could the master turn into a cold sword?

At this moment, there was a demonic obsession in her heart.

It seems that only in this way can the pain in my heart be relieved a little.

"Master..."

The girl, holding the sword, disappeared in the Wangzhou Mountain covered with heavy snow.

Later, someone saw that in the Tuwu Realm, a Taoist master used a sword to erase the nodes of Tianqian Valley.

Someone else saw a young girl holding a blood-red sword, pressing into the Nine Heavens Divine Palace, killing three Taoist gods with the sword, and closing the Nine Heavens Divine Palace.

As for the mysterious god, he never showed up.

Others saw that the girl was holding a sword, forgetting and isolating the curse of damnation.

Later, some people saw her by the river in Tuwu Dajie, or caught a glimpse of her on the snow-capped mountains in Zhoushan Dajie.

Finally, someone saw the girl falling into an abandoned place, and no one knew what she was looking for.

So far, the legend about the young girl and the wealthy Taoist god has slowly been forgotten. Perhaps, one day, in a tavern, you can still hear a few words about the story of this master and disciple.

Time is always the best poison and medicine in the world, and it can smooth out everything.

(The chapter about the rich god ends.)
……

Yang world.

Unknown time, unknown space.

"Sansheng, you are a lunatic."

"I'm not crazy."

"You're not crazy yet?"

"I can practice normally, what's wrong with me?"

"Crazy people can also practice."

"Can a madman cultivate to the level of Yang Shen?"

"Yin spirits are everywhere, and Yang spirits are worse than dogs."

The young man muttered.

"There are too many people. I wish I could be like Thanos and destroy half of all living things with a snap of my fingers."

"Who is Thanos?"

"do not know."

"Then you mentioned him?"

"Because I want to."

"And you still say you're not crazy!"

The young man said angrily.

It's obvious that San Sheng is crazy.

San Sheng was born a mortal, with no extraordinary background, powerful bloodline or talent.

But he... tries very hard.

Practicing every moment.

Apart from cultivation, there seemed to be no room for anything else in his eyes.

While others were indulging in pleasure, he was practicing.

While the others couldn't help but hum, he was also practicing.

When other people's descendants were spread across many worlds and universes, he was still practicing.

Maybe hard work pays off.

His efforts have indeed paid off.

Today, San Sheng has become one of the most powerful people in the world.

"San Sheng, the Emperor of Heaven wants to see you." At this time, the young man said with a hint of worry in his eyes.

The Emperor of Heaven is also the most powerful person in the world.

It is rumored that when the Emperor of Heaven gets angry, countless universes can be turned into powder in an instant.

"Let him come over." San Sheng said indifferently.

The young man disappeared.

In this underground palace, the Emperor of Heaven dressed in white appeared.

"Sansheng...I need to borrow your brain."

In front of San Sheng, the Emperor of Heaven did not show any airs of a strong man.

He had known San Sheng for a long time.

It can even be said that San Sheng is his guide on the path of spiritual practice.

San Sheng provided a lot of help in his practice.

However, his talent is much greater than San Sheng's.

He had already crossed that step and reached the realm of Yang Liu.

As for San Sheng, he was trapped in Yang Wu for who knows how many epochs and years.

"you say……"

At this time, San Sheng from the underground palace spoke.

His figure is translucent.

He seemed to be constantly dissolving and reborn.

Switch between reality and illusion, truth and falsehood, existence and non-existence.

"The Xili Realm...is sinking and completely disappearing...how can we stop it?"

This kind of decline and extinction is irreversible.

In the heavens and all worlds, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

The Emperor of Heaven can travel through all timelines, arrive at any time, and even change history, go back to the past, and kill the enemies who bullied him when he was weak.

But there was one thing he couldn't do.

That is to prevent returning to nothingness, or returning to zero, also known as Guixu.

From a human perspective, returning to nothingness is death.

From a cosmic perspective, returning to nothingness means the destruction of the universe.

Of course, there are still some differences.

When people die, they leave behind a corpse.

If it returns to nothingness, it means it is completely gone.

"I originally thought that Gui Wu only appeared in the underworld and the afterlife, but I didn't expect it to spread to the world of the living." The Emperor of Heaven mentioned this with a frown.

"Do you want to protect Xilijie?" Sansheng asked.

"Correct."

“The power of Guiwu is not strong enough in the Yang Realm to wipe you out.

Therefore, as long as you become Xilijie, Guiwu will not be able to eliminate Xilijie."

"Wait, you mean... I am Xili?"

A sharp look flashed in the Emperor's eyes.

He was as energetic as if his brain had been struck by lightning.

"I understand... As long as all the living beings in the heavens and the worlds are me, I can stop the return to nothingness!"

Guiwu is still very weak. Before it becomes powerful, if all living beings were him, then he would be able to stop Guiwu's power.

"Actually, I still have many ways."

"Ah?" The Emperor was a little surprised.

"Guiwu... does not conform to the law of conservation of energy. As long as it conforms to the law of conservation of energy, wouldn't Guiwu disappear?" Sansheng muttered.

"But..." The Emperor was a little confused, "For us, laws are just rules that we created at random."

"Really? I remember that when a whale dies, everything comes to life."

"The true spirit will return to nothingness."

(End of this chapter)