Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 603 The middle stage of Golden Immortal
"I call this method the Southern Dipper Life-giving Sutra. If you have the opportunity in the future, you may be able to use it to transcend and achieve the status of a true immortal, which can be considered true longevity. This time, you have cleared both ends, and the cause and effect have been resolved."

Hearing Wen Lianggong's last words, Chen Xishan's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly raised his head, quickly woke up from his joy, and looked around anxiously, but there was still no sign of Wen Lianggong. Only the lingering sound was left.

“No wonder some immortals like to show off in front of others after they have mastered the Dao. This kind of satisfaction and sense of accomplishment is definitely difficult to calm down.”

After all, after thousands of years of hard practice, one finally achieves enlightenment and becomes an immortal one day. Naturally, one would want to share the fruits of one's cultivation with others to satisfy one's vanity.

It is no wonder that there are so many Taoist gods and immortals, and there are even golden clay statues on the earth for people to worship.

This feeling of showing off is a rare pleasure that these immortals can enjoy after living for a long time.

The ascending channels of the upper level have been blocked by those powerful saints. In addition, due to the limitations of their own qualifications, some immortals, if they do not have great opportunities and good fortune throughout their lives, will really linger in the realm of true immortals, experiencing a small catastrophe every three hundred years and a big catastrophe every thousand years.

Three days later, after playing in the human city and relaxing his mind, Wen Lianggong was already standing on the edge of Kuangfeng Ridge, looking at the strong wind in front of him that blew all year round, making the mountain full of rugged rocks.

Looking around, everything is like obsidian. The rocks of Kuangfeng Ridge are purple and black, without any trace of grass or trees.

At the foot of Kuangfeng Ridge, many caravans were staring at the Kuangfeng and moving slowly forward.

The wind force at the foot of the mountain is not too bad. It seems that there are only strong winds all year round. According to calculations in the previous life, it is only level six or seven. There are many warriors in this world, so this is not a problem.

As soon as they came into contact with the territory of Kuangfeng Ridge, Wen Lianggong's expression moved slightly.

The Xianjian Sword stationed in the Dantian hummed softly at this moment, and an obscure sword sound penetrated the body and quickly spread to the Kuangfeng Ridge.

After about two breaths, a strong wind suddenly blew on the Kuangfeng Ridge. The wind speed at the foot of the mountain rose to level ten in an instant, and the caravans at the foot of the mountain in front were caught off guard and all the people and horses were thrown to the ground.

"..."

Wen Lianggong was a little puzzled. He was holding the Xian Sword and had even initially practiced it to the size he wished. The Kuangfeng Ridge in front of him was definitely guarded by the Four Swords of Zhuxian. Although they couldn't line the streets to welcome him, there wouldn't be such a strong wind and he wouldn't be concentrating on defense.

He has good looks, strength, and a golden finger. It is really hard to believe that the Four Swords of Zhu Xian will not rely on him and will continue to act like this.

Wen Lianggong took a step forward and reached the edge of the mountain in a flash. He saw that what was blowing around him was not a strong wind, but a series of sword energy that could take his life.

"..."

Wen Lianggong's body was filled with magical power, and the invisible sword energy that was emanating from the surroundings was pushed away by the invisible force when it touched Wen Lianggong within three feet.

Just like a reef in the sea, no matter how turbulent the sea water is, it can completely separate the sea water.

But only there.

Wen Lianggong looked towards the top of the mountain.

There was not like where he was standing now. The sword energy was invisible, and when it touched the rocks, which had already become extremely hard because the mountain had been baptized by sword energy for many years, it collapsed immediately.

On the top of the mountain, there was a green sword energy emanating that was clearly visible to the naked eye. The murderous and brutal intent contained in it made him feel frightened.

The green sword energy was dazzling just by looking at it.

Wen Lianggong was silent for a moment, then stepped onto the top of the mountain with determination. In an instant, an endless amount of green sword energy came like a sword from the sky, cutting through the sky, coming from all directions, up and down, with a force as violent as thunder, like a world-destroying thunder.

Wen Lianggong's whole body was tense, and he felt a chill between his eyebrows, as if someone had locked onto his energy, and no matter how far he fled, the other party could still find him.

In his eyes, he saw an endless ocean of terrifying sword energy. The green sword energy rushed into the sky, and it seemed that it was angered by Wen Lianggong stepping on the top of the mountain, and thus burst out with a power far beyond before.

Of course he didn't dare to be negligent. He activated his great supernatural power, the Indestructible Golden Body, and circulated the scriptures of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, causing his body to glow continuously.

However, as his magic power circulated, his strength continued to rise, even though the green sword energy fell on him and made a crisp sound of metal collision like pearls falling to the ground.

But the crisis was not resolved at all. He could clearly feel that this world had already noticed his existence and began to reject him. The spiritual energy that could have been secretly swallowed and released began to struggle violently, resisting his absorption. Even everything in the world above and below hated his existence.

Wen Lianggong was unmoved. As a Golden Immortal, even if this place was a small world transformed by a saint's dojo, no matter how extraordinary his background was, it was still fundamentally just a small world.

Wen Lianggong stood tall and fixed himself in the void, competing with the Heavenly Dao of this world. With his fierce swallowing, billions of Yuan Ling of this world rolled like dragons and were absorbed into his body.

Wen Lianggong's heart moved slightly, and he summoned the Xianjian Sword that was nurtured in his Dantian and held it in his hand.

He did not swing the sword, but just held it in his hand, pointed the tip of the sword upward, and used the tip of the sword as a starting point to carve out a space for him to breathe.

Wen Lianggong naturally would not stop here. With the Xianjian Sword in his hand, the surrounding sword energy could not get close to him.

When I walked to the center, I saw a long sword fallen to the ground.

Immortal Killing Sword!
Wen Lianggong's heart moved slightly, and taking advantage of the fact that the Xianjian Sword was of the same level and origin as him, he stepped forward and stared at the erosion that had turned into indigo sword energy. Feeling the pain of being pierced by thousands of swords, Wen Lianggong growled, bent down, stretched out his hand, and grasped the Xianjian Sword tightly in his hand.

hum!
All of a sudden, endless and ferocious sword intent rushed madly from the Immortal-Slaying Sword into Wen Lianggong's mind.

"It is found that the host has suffered a mental attack, and analysis is in progress..."

'Analysis completed, it is the murderous power of the Immortal Slaughter Sword, one of the Four Swords of Zhu Xian... to activate the shielding mechanism... shielding completed.'

Wen Lianggong, whose head was almost about to explode due to the vicious sword intent, finally regained consciousness quickly.

Wen Lianggong looked at the information prompt that popped up on the attribute panel in his field of vision, and his face was filled with fear.

It was almost, just almost, being shot in the head.

Even though he had the ability to have three heads and six arms, he still couldn't hold back when the vicious sword intent of the Immortal-Slaying Sword blew his head off.

If the system had not been able to automatically block it, he would probably have died here.

Looking at the Immortal-Slaying Sword that was still shaking in his hand and spewing out surging sword intent, Wen Lianggong immediately sat down cross-legged and activated the power of his Dharma Soul to slowly refine it.

As for the rejection and resistance from the surrounding heaven and earth.

Wen Lianggong was holding the Xianjian Sword at this moment, and had the sword energy emanating from the Xianjian Sword as well. In a way, this was also a kind of cover, so he was naturally not afraid.

(End of this chapter)