Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 624 The sword rises
Wen Lianggong took a look at the Sumeru mustard seed. The purple gold that could be made into such a jade plaque was piled up in a corner like a small mountain.

Thanks to those calamity cultivators in the Sea of ​​Realm, thanks to the giant mosquito of the Sea of ​​Realm, thanks to the old fisherman...

Wen Lianggong sighed. The three-life calamity cultivator had been wandering in the sea of ​​​​boundaries for many years. He thought he could catch a bug to eat, but he spent all day hunting geese. How could he not be pecked blind by the geese?

Who would have thought that a person who was only in the early stage of Golden Immortal could actually defeat a person in the late stage of Golden Immortal.

Countless rare treasures from all the heavens and worlds are placed in his mustard seed.

After Sun Wukong took the purple gold jade tablet and discovered the true scriptures inside, he was so happy that he squatted aside and studied it carefully for half a month before coming back to his senses.

Wen Lianggong was not in a hurry. After seeing Sun Wukong come to his senses, he said, "Brother, how about this gift?"

Sun Wukong reluctantly moved his gaze away from the purple gold jade token in his hand.

"Good! It's really wonderful!"

Sun Wukong was filled with emotion: "Since I started practicing Taoism, I have wanted to become a disciple of a saint. Unfortunately, Yuanshi looked down on me, Taishang thought I was a demon, and even the Buddhist Lingshan just wanted to win over my fighting power but didn't give me the true scriptures. After wasting tens of millions of years, I could only become a demon saint."

He stood up slowly, but the magic power surging around him was particularly sharp at this moment.

Wen Lianggong saw it clearly and was a little surprised. In just half a month, Sun Wukong had actually begun to transform his magical powers into the magical power characteristics unique to the Lingbao Miaoyuan Sutra.

Sun Wukong's golden hair covered his body, and his golden eyes looked at Wen Lianggong and said, "What a pity. If I had been able to obtain this scripture 100,000 years ago, perhaps I could have proved my truth with my strength. Even if I didn't want the sainthood, I could have broken the confinement of heaven and earth and become a sub-saint."

The so-called sub-sage is someone who has the fighting power of a saint but does not have the status of a saint.

He sighed and said, "Saintly throne, how many people have attempted to achieve it throughout history, but only a few have succeeded. How can the Hunyuan Dao Fruit be so easy to obtain?"

Wen Lianggong was slightly confused when he heard this, and asked, "Brother, isn't the Sainthood the Hunyuan Dao Fruit?"

"Of course not. The sainthood is the pinnacle of a world. It can carry the heaven and earth. Those who are appointed by the Great Dao, as long as they are in this world, are truly immortal. Life and death are just a thought away. It is much better than simply achieving the Hunyuan Dao Fruit.

That sub-sage is called a saint, but it is still a little bit off. However, there are only a limited number of saints in the world. "

At this point, a hint of coldness appeared on his face: "Those guys, in order to prevent their sainthood from being lost, can do anything. With the sainthood, these saints really have no taboos and can do whatever they want to practice their own way in this world."

Wen Lianggong asked: "If so, does that mean that after a saint leaves this world, he can only be called a sub-sage?"

Sun Wukong shook his head slightly: "After all, there is a connection. There are three ways to become a saint. The first is merit, the second is to kill the three corpses, and the third is to use great magic power to smash the laws of the Great Dao. Use the ultimate power to achieve the body of a saint. This is to prove the Dao Hunyuan. When you reach the sea of ​​​​boundaries, you can also be honored as a saint. But if you have the blessing of the sainthood, as long as you don’t stray too far from your own world, you will have infinite divine power in your every move and be called a saint of the Great Dao."

After chatting for a long time, Wen Lianggong finally figured out the path to becoming a Daluo Jinxian. Although he had the Lingbao Miaoyuan Sutra in his hand, he had to practice step by step according to the system in it, and he had to rely on outside sources to expand his knowledge.

Perhaps if other people want to become saints, they may have to walk their own path and realize their own method before they can achieve Hunyuan perfection.

But it’s different for me. My family knows my own business.

Strictly speaking, his aptitude and comprehension were not good. If he wanted to find his own way, he would need at least tens of millions of years to settle down, comprehend the sutras, integrate them, and then comprehend the heaven and earth, think endlessly, and feel the infinite heart of heaven and earth. Maybe one day he would finally gain enlightenment in his heart, and then he could find his own way. But after finding his way, if he wanted to achieve Hun Yuan, he still had a longer way to go than ascending to heaven.

This is not what he wants.

He slowly stood up and met Sun Wukong's slightly excited gaze.

Wen Lianggong said: "Now Yuanshi's soul is asleep, his body has turned into a great wall in the void, and Taishang cannot hide. According to what Master said, he must have gone outside the thirty-three heavens, into the sea of ​​boundaries, and he won't be able to come back in a short time.

As for the Western Lingshan and the Buddhist saints, since we are fighting among ourselves, they will naturally not take action. They hope that we can fight to the death."

"What if a saint intervenes?"

Wen Lianggong patted the sword at his waist and a smile appeared on his face.

"If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Besides, if you let me out, you will cause chaos in the world."

"That's right, it's a good time now."

In an instant, two streams of light shot straight up into the sky and leaped towards the extreme west.

The Kunlun ancestral vein in the fairy world can be described as a sacred mountain, majestic and magnificent, more than a hundred million feet high, and so majestic that it is unimaginable.

The Yuxu Palace is located on Yuxu Mountain. It is a palace with countless halls. It is surrounded by rosy clouds and fairy light. There are also flying cranes and roaring auspicious beasts. From time to time, there are three or two Taoists flying with swords or riding on clouds.

It really is an immortal atmosphere, far superior to that of the human world.

Sun Wukong sighed, "This Yuxu Palace is a peaceful and tranquil place. People outside the Void Great Wall almost had their brains beaten out, but I didn't expect this place to be such a paradise."

Standing ten thousand miles away from Yuxu Palace, Sun Wukong turned his head to look at Wen Lianggong with a smile on his face.

"Junior brother, it all depends on your ability. As long as you can use the Immortal Execution Sword Formation to surround the Yuxu Palace, even the saints will not be able to calculate it at the peak of the catastrophe. As long as the news doesn't get out, you and I will know it, and the world will be in chaos!"

After a pause, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "I heard that the Zhuxian formation diagram is hidden in Yuxu Palace."

Wen Lianggong's eyes flashed slightly as he glanced at Sun Wukong and sighed inwardly, it turned out that one cannot treat people as fools, this monkey is very smart, worthy of being the ancestor of the Monkey King, and is completely different from that kid Sun Li.

There is no way to do this. The Zhuxian Formation Diagram is most likely lying in someone's Sumeru mustard seed. Even if I use my great magical power of Thousand Changes to enter the Yuxu Palace, it will be extremely difficult to obtain the Zhuxian Formation Diagram. Instead of doing this, it might be more hopeful to use force.

Even if I can't get the Zhu Xian Formation Map, as long as I can touch some artifacts and gain some mythical aura, this trip will be worth it.

His eyes were crystal clear. At this critical moment, he naturally would not have any hesitation. He immediately formed sword gestures and used magic seals. It was the Ten Thousand Swords Technique he obtained from the Tongtian Daochang small world.

Clang!
The sound of a sword suddenly resounded throughout the nine heavens.

(End of this chapter)