Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 617

"The saint relies on the void and has infinite divine power. He can die if he wants to die, and live if he wants to live. It's just a thought of the other party. The Saint Tongtian was surrounded and killed by the Four Saints countless years ago, but he didn't die. It was just the Saint Yuanshi who lost his physical body. How could there be any great sacrifice? Everything is just a calculation."

Nezha, who had a relatively extreme personality, stopped shouting and calling for war after hearing Wen Lianggong's words, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

Wen Lianggong is a Daluo Jinxian, so his words are highly credible, not to mention that it involves a saint. If he talks nonsense, the saint will settle the score with him in the future. As long as he has a normal IQ and wants to survive in this world, he would not dare to lie about this matter.

After a long time, Nezha suddenly became listless and muttered to himself.

"So, why are we doing all this? It's just to be the nourishment of the saints."

After all, he was an old hand. Wang Lingguan quickly calmed down and asked in a deep voice, "How did you know that?"

Wen Lianggong looked at Wang Lingguan with pity and said calmly: "The twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi's seat will understand."

Having said that, Wen Lianggong did not stay any longer. The small world of the Taoist temple created by Tongtian was about to disappear. If Tongtian did not revive in the future, it would be extremely difficult to enter it again.

Wen Lianggong naturally wouldn't want to stay here any longer.

Although due to the great catastrophe, the will of heaven is disordered and it is difficult for saints to explore, and everyone from top to bottom is blind, but one could never be prepared for someone to come to the tomb of the saint who knows everything.

"Farewell!"

Wen Lianggong did not hesitate any longer. After saying this, he summoned the Zhuxian Sword and controlled it with the Ten Thousand Swords Technique. With the sword and man combined, they transformed into a ray of sword light and disappeared from Wang Lingguan's sight in an instant. In just a blink of an eye, he had leaped across countless light years.

The Golden Immortal of Great Luo has far surpassed the fastest speed in the world, and can go anywhere in a very short time.

It can be said that only the Golden Immortal is qualified to walk and explore in the vast universe of the Fanxian Realm. He can cross the galaxy with a thought, and there is infinite power evolving in it.

Watching Wen Lianggong disappear from his sight in an instant, Nezha asked after a long while, "Aren't you going to chase him?"

Wang Lingguan shook his head slightly: "I can't keep him. If you want to keep a Golden Immortal, at least four Golden Immortals must gather together to kill him. What's more, this boy has the Four Immortal-Slaying Swords. If he sets up the Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, he will be sacrificing swords to others.

Apart from this, only a saint can take action to have a chance to control the opponent."

Nezha was speechless, his eyes flickering, and he secretly made up his mind that after this crisis was over, he would find an opportunity to achieve enlightenment.

It can be said that only by achieving Daluo Jinxian can one obtain a ticket that guarantees survival in this catastrophe. Other than that, if one wants to survive, one has to fight to cross the river and have that glimmer of hope.

"I haven't been back for many years..."

Looking at the sci-fi city in front of him, Wen Lianggong was filled with emotion. Now, more than 30,000 years have passed since the Earth was integrated into the fairyland. In order to gain a place to survive, countless people have come forward one after another and finally gained a foothold.

pity……

Today, there is still no Golden Immortal born, and the strongest is only at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal realm.

"what……"

Wen Lianggong's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze penetrating through layers of dimensions, looking at a blue planet hidden in the layers of dimensions.

He stepped forward, pushing aside layer after layer of space, and entered the planet like a drop of water merging into the ocean without causing the slightest ripple.

"This is the top of Mount Tai. I heard that the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors all performed Fengshan in Mount Tai. This place is full of myths and is a Class 5A scenic spot in my country."

Listening to the tour guide's description of Mount Tai, Wen Lianggong felt dazed.

This is...

gone back?
And it didn’t seem like much time had passed.

Wen Lianggong was silent for a while, then took a step and walked to a gap below the cliff of Mount Tai, quietly looking at a body in the gap. He traveled through time and fell off a cliff while climbing Mount Tai. It was at night, and there was no one around when he climbed Mount Tai at night, so no one would know if he died.

After a long time, Wen Lianggong stretched out his hand and lightly tapped, and he saw his body that fell off the cliff and died in his previous life turned into spirits and dissipated in the air.

Looking at the phone that fell to the ground, Wen Lianggong raised his hand and the phone fell into his palm. He opened it and saw that several days had passed but there was no news.

In my previous life, I was frustrated at work and had a big argument with my supervisor and resigned in anger. Then I climbed Mount Tai to relax.

I'm a failure as a human being.

Wen Lianggong laughed, full of emotion.

well...

He moved slightly and answered his home again.

Looking at the house that is neither new nor old, he realized that he had worked hard for seven or eight years, and saved up a down payment by living frugally. He took advantage of the housing market to hit bottom and bought a second-hand house. He finally had a place to stay in Shudu, at least a place he could call home.

Only after changing his clothes and transforming his face back to his previous life's appearance did Wen Lianggong calm down.

After three or four days like this, Wen Lianggong spent the whole day either playing games on his computer, going downstairs to eat a bowl of noodles, or cooking his own meals. He was extremely comfortable.

These days, Wen Lianggong spent some time finding a local wealthy businessman who was unkind to his money and asked him to transfer some money to him. After paying the house price in advance, Wen Lianggong finally felt relieved.

Looking at the receipt for completed repayment in his hand, Wen Lianggong couldn't help but smile helplessly. He didn't expect that after achieving the Golden Immortal, he would still have to plan to buy a house.

However, it has fulfilled a wish from my previous life.

After finishing all this, Wen Lianggong felt that his state of mind became more harmonious and free of obstacles.

There was a slight movement in his heart.

I returned to the place where the real world and the fairy world merged, just because I wanted to come back and take a look, but I found the place where I lived in my previous life at a glance...

Is it guidance from some mysterious source?

Wen Lianggong looked up at the sky with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

I want to see how long you can endure.

After saying this to himself, he sorted out his thoughts, then lay down on the bed, his mind calm, and he descended into the inner world.

If the Golden Immortal wants to condense and accumulate the Daluo magic power, he must wait until his own small world is perfect and can be self-sufficient before he can accumulate it.

Now in the inner world, except for the desolate planet that has initially condensed, and the dark universe several light years away from the surrounding planets, there are chaotic air currents everywhere.

Wen Lianggong's mind moved slightly. He walked to the border of the small world, stretched out his hand and gently pressed the boundary between the darkness and chaos of the universe.

It was not like what he imagined, reaching out to travel through chaos, but there was a world barrier.

It seems that his own small universe is also connected to the sea of ​​​​boundaries.

Wen Lianggong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He was clearly creating a small world inside his body, so how could it be related to the sea boundary?

On second thought, Wen Lianggong felt that it was natural. If there was no chaotic airflow, and the concept of Tao giving birth to one, how could this small world come into being?

(End of this chapter)