Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 602

'You have successfully refined the mythical weapon, Xianjian, and you have gained 50 points of mythical aura, skill points +50'

In addition to the additional 50 skill points, he had already initially refined the Xianjian Sword during this hundred years, leaving his own mark on it.

"Good good!"

Wen Liang was overjoyed and looked at the ancient sword in his hand with great affection. At the same time, he could sense that the essence of the Xianjian Sword had been consumed by more than half.

It takes a long time to cultivate and practice.

Wen Lianggong did not stop either, and continued to use his magic power to flush, nourish his soul, and permeate his blood.

It's just the initial practice. It will still take a long time to fully master it.

Six months later, Wen Lianggong had finally mastered the Xianjian Sword to the size he desired, and he put it into his Dantian and left the valley.

Now that I have the Xianjian Sword, the remaining three Xianjian Swords of Zhulu and Jue are not out of reach.

The acquisition of the Xianjian Sword alone is beyond imagination, and the trip is well worth it.

But judging from the fact that he was able to practice the Xianjian Sword, I'm afraid that Sage Tongtian has disappeared completely, otherwise he would not have given up even one of his Four Zhuxian Swords.

But the saint.

Wen Lianggong didn’t know too much about it, but the fairy world still had clear records of it.

The primordial spirit is entrusted to the universe and is indestructible, neither alive nor dead. With a thought, the world can be turned upside down. With infinite divine power, even if someone wants to die, heaven will not allow it.

The sainthood of a world, especially the saints nurtured in the great universe like the fairyland, will have incredible power.

It can be said that life and death are just a thought away.

Wen Lianggong did not hesitate and returned to the vicinity of the volcano. After a quick look, he found that there was no trace of Chen Xishan left.

Come to think of it, a hundred years have passed. Even if he was not killed by the noise caused by pulling out the Xianjian Sword, the next hundred years would be a long time for mortals. Even for a warrior like Chen Xishan, it would definitely be most of his life.

When he was about to leave, Wen Lianggong habitually scanned the area with extremely obscure spiritual waves.

With the Xianjian Sword as a guarantee, he finally felt a little more at ease in this small world, and no longer faced backlash from the heavens if he used the slightest bit of magic power.

"what?!"

Wen Lianggong took a step forward, and the surrounding environment seemed to spin. After waiting for it to stop, he saw a strong old man with a burly figure, wearing a loose coarse blue robe and a slightly hunched back. He was standing on the other side of the volcano, quietly looking at the top of the volcano.

Although this old man exudes an extremely powerful aura, when he stands still, he looks like a volcano about to erupt, which is extremely extraordinary.

In Wen Lianggong's opinion, the old man's vitality has been completely exhausted and he will die of old age in a few years.

"Chen Xishan?"

Wen Lianggong, who was standing behind the old man, asked in a calm tone with some doubts.

Hearing the voice that he had been thinking about day and night suddenly sound behind him, Chen Xishan's body trembled suddenly. He turned around and saw the person he had been thinking about day and night appear in his sight.

The other party remained unchanged, his appearance remained the same, and he was still wearing the same white clothes.

It’s an immortal!
Seeing that Wen Lianggong's appearance had not changed at all, coupled with the ethereal aura of a banished immortal on his body, made his heart filled with great emotional excitement.

Grievance, bitterness, excitement, and even the relief of waiting for the result. Seeing Chen Xishan's appearance, Wen Lianggong, who was a little puzzled that Chen Xishan was still here, was slightly silent.

This Chen Xishan is a man with a firm faith in Taoism.

It’s not that Chen Xishan is extremely loyal to him, but that the other party is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to touch the immortal way and truly seek the immortal.

Chen Xishan knelt on the ground, his forehead against the ground, and spoke loudly.

"Senior, I have fulfilled your mission and will wait here."

Wen Lianggong remained silent and said calmly: "It is my fault that you have waited for a hundred years. The situation was urgent and I did not have time to explain it to you. I let you waste a hundred years here. It was my inconsiderateness."

Chen Xishan said: "It is an honor for Xishan to be ordered around by the immortal!"

Wen Liang said respectfully: "I can satisfy one of your needs. You can tell me about it."

Hearing Wen Lianggong's words, Chen Xishan was shocked. He raised his head and looked at Wen Lianggong with excitement on his face.

"I don't dare to ask for too much, but I hope to serve the immortal!"

Wen Lianggong raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but smile: "You are quite clever."

He pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly and said, "I am unsure of what to do. It will be extremely dangerous next. Even I dare not say that I can escape unscathed. If I keep you by my side, I am afraid you will die because of me."

Without waiting for Chen Xishan to say anything, Wen Lianggong said directly: "I can teach you a method. If you have the opportunity, you may have a chance to transcend."

As he spoke, he came close to Chen Xishan in an instant, stretched out his hand and pressed Chen Xishan's raised forehead, transmitting a ray of magic power to his body, which brought it back to life.

The method of bringing dead trees back to life is a rejuvenation technique recorded in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts. It can pass on one's vitality to others. A little vitality is completely dispensable for a golden immortal who has immortality in his body and is truly immortal and everlasting.

As long as Wen Lianggong wanted, he could even make Chen Xishan attain a physical body in an instant and become a true immortal.

But it's not worth it. Being able to pass on a ray of life and let Chen Xishan live a second life is already a blessing from heaven. If he were called any other immortal, he might just be sent away by leaving behind some Qi training methods.

After all, Mr. Wen Dao is kind-hearted!

The white hair turns back to black silk, and the old face is reborn.

Wen Lianggong withdrew his hand and looked at Chen Xishan, who had returned to his youth. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the repression in this world was still too great.

A glimmer of life from a Golden Immortal is something that even a mortal cannot bear, which is why Chen Xishan was able to pass on his skills because he was a warrior.

However, the loss in the process is extremely serious.

Ninety percent of them are completely lost. Originally, Chen Xishan could return to the appearance of a boy of twelve or thirteen, but now he is only a young man of twenty-five or twenty-six. The difference in perception is huge.

But Wen Lianggong naturally would not waste his energy on perfection. Giving Chen Xishan a glimmer of hope was already a great mercy from his master Wen Dao.

Chen Xishan, who was unaware of this, only felt at this moment that his energy and spirit had returned to the peak again. Even because of the surging vitality, the foundation of his body was changed, allowing his martial arts aptitude to break through the original limits and reach an extremely enchanting level.

How could he not be excited by these internal changes?

Just as he was about to throw his head to the ground and shout for mercy from Master Wen, Wen Lianggong said calmly: "At the beginning I said I would teach you a profound skill, and now I will teach it to you."

After a brief pause, his mind quickly entered accelerated time, and after transforming the extraordinary methodology he had collected in this world over the past hundred years into a boxing technique, he pointed his finger at Chen Xishan's brow.

(End of this chapter)