Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 591: The Method of Submerging the Spirit
Feeling this emotion of almost facing death, Wen Lianggong's face became extremely solemn. He did not dare to be careless at all and immediately stopped his actions.

The mind was lifted, and the silent spiritual light once again shone like the sun, warming up the almost frozen body.

After a long time, Wen Lianggong let out a long breath, and some ice crystals came out of his mouth.

As these ice crystals fell to the ground, the brown ground in front of him turned into freezing crystals.

"What the hell..."

Wen Lianggong was a little puzzled. He was also puzzled in the Sea of ​​Realm. Once he was about to enter the Real Realm, just like now, his martial arts intuition and warning made him feel cold all over.

There is great terror here.

Wen Lianggong's mind raced, and a mysterious look appeared on his face.

There was not much to do. In the following time, Wen Lianggong no longer practiced too much. He set up an e-sports room in the house, where he either played games, lay down to sleep, or enjoyed a good meal.

It can be said that he never leaves his house, and he has a lot of things to kill time in his Sumeru mustard seed.

Time flies. Wen Lianggong stayed at home for eight years without going out. Mingxiao came again.

Looking at Wen Lianggong lying lazily in the house, he was a little bit unbelievable.

"Fellow Daoist, have you never thought about exploring this world?"

Wen Lianggong held the handle in his hand and said without turning his head, "What is there to explore? This world is full of dead air, and all the plants and trees that condense it are extremely poisonous. I'm not a poison master, and I haven't practiced poison skills. Apart from using it to disgust people, I really can't think of what I can use it for."

Having said that, Wen Lianggong also knew that there were many precious medicines in this world. Although they were all highly poisonous, if they were used to refine pills, it was possible to use the method of harmonizing yin and yang to offset the two diametrically opposed toxicities and thus transform them into something beneficial to oneself.

But this method is already an extremely high-level one. Only those who have at least the ability to refine the sixth-level golden elixir are qualified to use these highly toxic herbs that can easily poison an entire small world to make elixirs.

For Wen Lianggong nowadays, it would be extremely amazing if he could at most produce a second-level immortal pill, and the yield rate was extremely low, with nine out of ten furnaces producing waste pills.

It's not that he can't mention it. The hundreds of arts of cultivation, formations, weapons, elixirs and talismans all form the entry level on his attribute panel. As long as he is willing to spend skill points, he can naturally improve quickly.

But the same thing goes, there are too few skill points.

Moreover, the pills in his Sumeru mustard seeds were piled up like a mountain and could never be used up.

Those three robbery cultivators in the sea of ​​​​boundaries have robbed countless lives, and the savings and reserves inside have reached an incredible level. I am afraid that even the Golden Immortal would be tempted.

Even the golden elixir ranked at the eighth level has a few pills.

God knows what methods those Tribulation Cultivators used to produce this kind of peerless elixir.

As for the Nine-Transformation Immortal Pill, it can only be refined by a saint.

Mingxiao saw Wen Lianggong's lazy look. He was not a fool. The other party was just waiting for him to come. Although he was angry, he could do nothing about it. After all, in order to gain Wen Lianggong's trust, he had to smuggle the real stuff. No one who can cultivate to the Golden Immortal is a fool.

What's more, the person in front of him is not willing to release the eagle until he sees the rabbit.

"I finally found a clue some time ago. If I can solve it, it may be the key to the Saint's Tomb. Would you like to go with me?"

Hearing Mingxiao's invitation, Wen Lianggong drank a sip of tea leisurely. Mingxiao was slightly displeased, but he had a feeling of being under someone's roof and had to bow his head. He said leisurely: "Daoyou, have you ever heard that the world has many sides? As the saying goes, a mountain looks different from the front and from the side. It looks different from far and near. If you change your perspective, maybe you will get a different result?"

Ming Xiao frowned, how could he not understand what Wen Lianggong meant? He said, "How could I not know this method? I have tested it many times over the years, whether it was opening the Chongmu Heavenly Eye, or using the method of looking at qi, or the golden pupil technique, I got nothing." "Maybe I just didn't know the right method."

Hearing Wen Lianggong's words, Mingxiao subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly stopped talking and just asked: "Do you have a solution?"

This person's origin is mysterious. I have inquired about it before. Although he is not from the saint's sect, he has practiced the mysterious skills of the saint's Taoism. His aura also reveals the authentic aura of the Xuanmen. He also has the mark of a heavenly general in heaven. He probably has a background in heaven. For him, a free and easy immortal who specializes in tomb robbery and archaeology, he definitely has a big background.

Wen Lianggong's eyes were deep, without any concealment. When facing such a shrewd person, all plans and calculations were child's play. Instead of doing that, it would be better to use an open strategy, with the initiative in his hands, forcing the other party to hold his nose and take the initiative.

"I have a method that can change dimensions and enter a deeper level of the world. It is said that there are seven levels of pagodas in the world and thirty-three heavens in the Tao. Fellow Daoist, do you want to know the method?"

"Of course I want to know!"

Mingxiao's heart was shaken. He felt that the haze that had lingered over his head for millions of years was quickly dispelled at this moment, revealing the bright moon.

At the same time, I felt confused and helpless. I had spent millions of years but had never thought about this.

In other words, although I have thought about this aspect, I don’t know the right method and I haven’t entered the door.

Then, he quickly adjusted his mindset and became excited. As a professional archaeologist, it didn't matter if he took the wrong path. As long as he could eventually achieve his goal, everything was acceptable.

Wen Lianggong, who took in Mingxiao's expression, couldn't help but admire in his heart. The old guy in front of him had a tough character that was truly unimaginable.

No wonder he has remained sane for eight million years in this dark and silent world.

Although his personality has gradually become distorted and his mind is on the verge of insanity, he has managed to hold on until now.

"But..."

Wen Lianggong changed the subject and just looked at him with a smile.

Mudd!

Mingxiao cursed in his heart, but he was very clear. He took out a handful of jade slips from his Sumeru mustard seed and handed them to Wen Lianggong, saying seriously.

"These, a total of eighty-one schools, are all the ways that lead directly to the Golden Immortal. Any one of them can be used to establish a sect and establish an unparalleled Taoist tradition!"

"Is there a method to attain the Daluo Dao?"

"This..." Ming Xiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily: "I do have a way!"

As he spoke, he took out a roll of paper which was neither gold, iron nor paper.

“This is the art of nurturing the heavens. Although it is extremely difficult, once you achieve Daluo, you will possess power far beyond that of ordinary Daluo.”

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows. It was true that Mingxiao had a trick up his sleeve. Perhaps there was still something that had to be squeezed out until now. He had to take it slow.

He immediately waved his hands and put the paper scroll and jade slip into the Sumeru mustard seed.

Whether it is the Golden Immortal Avenue or the Art of Nurturing Heaven, they are not tolerated by the world. Without special jade slips and materials, they cannot be recorded at all. If they are left in the outside world for too long, they will arouse the jealousy of heaven, and thus a calamity will be brought down to destroy them.

(End of this chapter)