Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 75 Corpse

Although Xue Ji's words were unpleasant, Wen Lianggong didn't care. To be honest, he had never heard of Ziwei Yishu's lineage in the Taoist sect, and judging from the current situation, it turned out to be a spiritual meditation and spiritual condensation. way.

This inheritance should have been passed down to this day, but because I am not qualified enough, I don't know these things.

Not to mention, there are some hidden veins of Taoism that even the leaders of Taoism may not know clearly.

He had a vague guess. Just now, Xue Ji sarcastically said that the path to immortality had been cut off, and that Zhou Dian's plan to counterattack and become an immortal was a complete fantasy.

And these seekers of immortality see that the road ahead is cut off, but they are not willing to live and die. If they are poor, they will change, and if they change, they will develop methods. They only cultivate their spirit, and finally practice to the extreme, completely shedding their physical shells, and their spirits soar?

Although I have seen this kind of path before, I was still surprised when I saw it in front of me.

Whether he is studying in the ancestral court of Longhu Mountain or reading Taoist canons and reciting Taoist scriptures, he basically pays attention to the dual cultivation of life and life. Both body and spirit are indispensable. There will be many disasters on the road of cultivation. If the two cannot help and support each other, Too hard to get through.

But Ziwei Yishu went to extremes. Seeing that his body could no longer achieve transcendence, he did not hesitate to give up his body in order to preserve his spirit forever.

Sure enough, the word "immortality" has a group of extremely fanatical pursuers in any era.

Wen Lianggong said: "Don't worry about whether I have cultivated into a dog or not. There are some fates. If you can meet them, you will see them. If you can't, you will be like this for the rest of your life."

After saying that, he raised his head and looked around at the Immortal Cave mentioned in later generations. It was not surprising at this moment. There was not even a statue of Chunyang Luzu. However, this ordinary Immortal Cave was actually a cave heaven and paradise that Taoism said one.

He thought slightly, recorded it according to Zhou Dian's incomplete memory, and immediately sat cross-legged.

Xue Ji, who was sitting next to him and leaning against the wall, saw this and his face quickly became solemn. He stared at the pig-headed face and jumped up. He said sternly: "Zhou Dian, do you really want to disappoint the master for your own selfish desires?"

Hearing the word master, Wen Lianggong, or Zhou Dian's body trembled slightly, Wen Lianggong's heart moved, and he no longer accepted the incomplete memory.

Instead, he looked at Zhou Dian with a dark sigh, picked up his pen, and drew a portrait of the ink-and-wash general from later generations.

"Junior Brother Xue, my fate is over, there is no need to hold Master against me anymore."

Xue Ji looked at Zhou Dian, who had a peaceful look on his face, with a complex look on his face. He tried hard to put on some expression, but unfortunately, his eyes were narrowed to a slit on the face that had just been beaten into a pig head by Wen Lianggong. It looked funny no matter how he looked at it.

Before he could say anything, Zhou Dian, who was sitting cross-legged, paused and his head drooped.

From Wen Lianggong's perspective, his vision was as if his soul had left his body. He appeared in mid-air in the Immortal Cave, and then began to rise infinitely higher. He watched Xue Ji rolling and crawling towards him, his expression collapsed and sad, and he shouted. What are you wearing?

Then he submerged into the mountain, and after escaping from the peak, he saw the entire Lushan Mountains. He quickly pulled up and down, and the entire mountains, rivers, lakes and seas came into his eyes. After rising to a certain height, he slowly stopped. Rising momentum, floating in the air.

Although he was shocked, Wen Lianggong couldn't help but murmur, not knowing whether he was in the stratosphere or the troposphere now.

After about a few breaths, an inexplicable suction force sucked him in completely before he could react.

When he came back to his senses, he stood in front of this fairy palace just like himself.

The surrounding scenery was no different from what he saw, and there was even a strange similarity to it. After standing quietly in the square for a long time, he still heard the same chirping of birds and roars of animals, and even the movements of the mouse crawling in and out in front of the door were exactly the same.

It was as if Wen Lianggong was experiencing the same experience again hundreds of years later.

That weird, creepy feeling instantly filled Wen Lianggong's heart. When he wanted to take over and control what Zhou Dian wanted to do, he found out that his most profound memory was only this fairy palace, and the rest was a blur. , just like a mosaic, looking hazy.

After a moment of silence, Wen Lianggong finally stepped forward slowly and gently opened the gate of the Immortal Palace. Then, he saw the most unforgettable scene in his life.

A corpse, a man in simple clothes, whose age was unclear, was lying on the high desk, with a ferocious and twisted look on his face, and a pair of black holes with bloody eyes looking straight into the sky.

With just one glance, Wen Lianggong felt as if his head exploded instantly. A huge amount of pheromones poured into his brain instantly, and even caused his brain to shut down completely for a moment.

The great terror that could not stop rising in his heart froze his body, even his blood completely solidified, and he could not move his mind.

In addition to what he saw clearly at first glance, the subsequent impact that exceeded his mental limit brought him to the verge of collapse.

The corpse on the high platform made him unable to use words to describe such a terrifying object. It seemed that because he was completely dead, he could not control the distribution of his power, turning all rational and unreasonable rules into chaos, and all order was in The surroundings of the corpse disappeared, leaving only endless chaos and madness.

The next moment, when Wen Lianggong exited Zhou Dian's incomplete memory, he couldn't help but stepped back several steps, all the way to the door of the main hall, tripped over the threshold, and sat down outside the door steps. Only then did he come back to his senses.

Wen Lianggong gasped for breath and moved his eyes upward, looking at the empty corpses on the high platform of the Immortal Palace. Only an old futon was left, and nothing else existed.

He looked at Zhou Dian who was leaning on the Eight Immortals Table, but in the next second, Zhou Dian's body began to slowly dissipate into light smoke in his eyes, and just disappeared in front of his eyes.

After calming down his guilty conscience, Wen Lianggong stared at the place where Zhou Dian disappeared, frowning, and looked at the prompts on his attribute panel.

‘Through the influence of memory fragments, your spirit has increased faintly. ’

Although the mental attributes did not directly rise a bit like the Fang Tian Painted Halberd Weapon he met Lu Bu before, Wen Lianggong could also feel the waves of coolness radiating from his brain, which made the corpse he just saw from Zhou Dian's memory The impact caused has been alleviated a lot.

To put it simply, his negative buff has been diluted a lot due to his own gain, and the impact on him has been minimized.

If Zhou Dian's memory fragments are true, it means that Zhou Dian abandoned his body, so that his soul took off its flesh shell and entered the blessed land of Mount Lu. After entering the Immortal Palace, he encountered the terrifying corpse. .

The Zhou Dian I met in the Immortal Palace was a spiritual body, that is, a ghost!

(End of this chapter)