I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 319 There is a big thief in the world!
Groan!
The loud dragon roar resounded throughout the entire Luoyang City.

As the golden dragon of luck soared, a breeze blew across the entire Luoyang city, and the flags symbolizing the Li Tang royal family fluttered in the wind.

Countless people celebrated in the streets with joy on their faces.

All the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty in the meeting hall were excited and shouted "Long live the emperor".

Even Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou and other high-ranking members of the Wudang Sect were infected by the atmosphere and cheered.

After Li Shimin founded the country, it was equivalent to the Wudang Sect having a dynasty as an ally, and its importance is self-evident.

On the high platform, Li Shimin, wearing a dragon robe and a crown, had his whole body filled with surging energy of luck, and was obviously also very restless.

From today on, he, Li Shimin, has risen to the top of the power pyramid of the entire Jiuzhou Continent and become one of the four great dynasties in the eastern region of the Jiuzhou Continent.

He is also considered the youngest founding emperor in the Eastern Region in history. Such achievements are completely unprecedented.

As the golden dragon of luck circled above Li Shimin's head and finally sank into his body, the atmosphere in the entire venue reached a climax, and the cheers seemed to blow the roof off.

But there was no joy on Gu Changfeng's face as he sat upright in the chair. Instead, his heart felt even heavier.

Even the power of the dynasty's destiny did not contain any lines of law, which meant that these powers of destiny were also false and could not make his Nascent Soul continue to grow stronger.

This means that the path to becoming an immortal is cut off!

'Is there really no other way? Where can we obtain the true power of destiny? Can it only be obtained from the heavenly tribulation?'

Gu Changfeng felt a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart. He looked up at the sky with mixed feelings.

Next, it was the Li Tang royal family’s celebration ceremony, inviting civil and military officials and important guests to dine together.

Of course, there is another link which is the first large-scale enthronement of meritorious officials and generals who have made great contributions to the emperor by the new emperor Li Shimin.

Before coming here, Gu Changfeng had heard that Li Shimin intended to establish Wudang as the state religion and wanted to appoint Gu Changfeng as the state teacher.

However, Gu Changfeng had no interest in these false names, so he recommended his senior brother Song Yuanqiao.

Anyway, Song Yuanqiao is now the head of the Wudang Sect and handles various affairs of the sect all year round. He is the best candidate to serve as the national teacher.

As for Gu Changfeng, he said hello to Song Yuanqiao and others and Li Shimin, then returned to Wudang alone.

If such abnormal behavior happened to other people, everyone would be surprised, but when it happened to Gu Changfeng, everyone thought it was natural.

As the number one prodigy in the Kyushu Continent and now an immortal cultivator who has reached the Nascent Soul stage, he naturally would not waste his time in such social occasions.

Tianzhu Peak, on the platform of the Tree of Life tree house.

Gu Changfeng lay in the rocking chair, his hands resting on his head, looking up at the starry sky.

It was midnight and the entire Wudang Mountain seemed to be in a deep sleep. There were dots of light dotted on the mountain ridges, which were the caves of the Wudang disciples.

The bustle of the day disappeared, replaced by silence. Except for the chirping of insects, there was no other sound.

Above the night sky, the stars hang high, mysterious and beautiful.

After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, Gu Changfeng clearly felt that his cultivation speed had slowed down.

Even with the support of the super spirit gathering formation and the chaotic spirit body, the absorbed magic power is simply a drop in the bucket compared to the huge magic power base of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The most crucial thing is that the Nascent Soul in his Dantian cannot grow, which makes Gu Changfeng feel a long-lost sense of frustration.

This is the first time I feel helpless since I awakened my memory and gained extraordinary understanding.

After all, this thing is neither a martial art nor a technique, it is directly equivalent to a lack of resources.

This is equivalent to the fact that in a world without spiritual energy, even if one has the most extraordinary cultivation technique, one cannot become an immortal. This is not something that can be solved by relying on understanding.

'At present, it seems that the only way to obtain the true power of destiny is through the thunderbolts produced by the heavenly tribulation.'

'Does this mean that from now on I can only draw from other people's tribulations to supply my own cultivation?'

'But if you do this, it will obviously prevent the person who is undergoing the tribulation from absorbing the true power of luck, which is equivalent to harming others and benefiting yourself.'

"What's more, even with the little bit of luck and power in the calamity, I'm afraid it won't be enough to support my Nascent Soul until the day I die."

Gu Changfeng frowned, countless thoughts emerging in his mind.

Involuntarily, the strange red thunder and the extremely mysterious Jiuzhou Ding appeared in my mind again, and countless clues emerged in an instant.

'First of all, it is known that there is spiritual energy on the Kyushu continent.'

'It is understandable that humans began to practice martial arts in ancient times, but when martial arts are practiced to a certain level, they will inevitably be able to sense a higher level of energy, such as spiritual energy.'

"According to the normal process, shouldn't the strong human beings at that time have entered the Dao through martial arts and started to explore how to use spiritual energy?"

'The Jiuzhou Continent has existed for so many years, and there have been many talented people in the history. I don't believe that no one has tried to create a method of cultivating immortality. The Xiaoyao Sect's method is already very close.'

'But the fact is that there is no such thing. After so many years, the martial arts are still passed down.'

'Also, this is clearly a world with spiritual energy, but no one has spiritual roots in their body. This is obviously very strange. 'Thinking of this, Gu Changfeng's mind flashed with inspiration, and four big words emerged: Ancient Yellow Emperor!
To this day, Gu Changfeng still has very little understanding of this powerful man who unified the entire Kyushu continent in ancient times.

From the information obtained from the Xuan-Yuan Sword, it can be seen that the ancient Yellow Emperor had already reached a certain limit. The purpose of forging the Jiuzhou Ding was to break through this limit and reach a higher level.

Obviously, he failed, otherwise he would have become the master of Kyushu by now.

However, according to Lao Zhang's narration, the spiritual bodies of all warriors who have broken through the Earthly Immortal level will enter a mysterious space where there are countless books covering all aspects of knowledge such as martial arts and medicine.

The so-called mysterious space must be man-made.

Lao Zhang also learned some ancient secrets, including that Chiyou was the incarnation of Huangdi and that the two were fighting for supremacy over the world.

But Gu Changfeng now doubts that Huangdi is still alive.

Otherwise, how could there be no documented records of such a powerful person who unified the nine provinces?
These things were obviously destroyed by someone on purpose, as if to cover up some information.

Gu Changfeng rubbed his chin with his hand, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Connecting all these clues together, a bold idea emerged in my mind.

"If the human race was originally able to naturally produce spiritual roots, but now no one has spiritual roots, is it because of the lack of true luck?"

"Also, the ancient Yellow Emperor was already strong enough to have clones, which is obviously not something that can be achieved by martial arts."

"More importantly, after the Nascent Soul stage comes the Spiritualization stage. The Nascent Soul of a cultivator in the Spiritualization stage transforms into a Spiritualization stage, which is no different from the original body. Doesn't that mean it can be used as a clone? Are these just coincidences?"

Swish!
A ray of bright light burst out from Gu Changfeng's eyes, as bright as a light bulb in the darkness, and he slowly spoke.

"As the saying goes, different paths lead to the same destination. In the end, what we pursue is the power of laws and the origin of the world. This is not a coincidence, but an inevitable result!"

"That is to say, the ancient Yellow Emperor may have come into contact with the way of cultivating immortals and reached an extremely high level."

"In this case, if he can reach the Spiritual Transformation Stage (or a similar state), he must have absorbed a large amount of true luck power!"

"This means that perhaps there was originally a large amount of true luck in the world, but it was stolen by someone."

"Perhaps the greatest thief in the world is the ancient Yellow Emperor!"

Thinking of this, Gu Changfeng suddenly looked up at the sky.

At this time, the sky was still pitch black, with only the twinkling stars, but in Gu Changfeng's eyes, it seemed as if there was a pair of huge hands crossing the sky above the entire world, constantly stealing resources from this world.

Standing up slowly, Gu Changfeng narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself.

“Perhaps the key to the problem lies in that mysterious space.”

"Even Lao Zhang doesn't know where it is. I'm afraid only some old monsters who have lived for a long time know it."

"The leader of Tianmen, Emperor Shitian, the immortal demon Yin Zhong, and even Emperor Ming may have some information."

"It seems that I have to meet these top masters of the Jiuzhou Continent."

"But before that, we have to deal with those bald monks in Shaolin first!"

At the same time, on the northern ice field.

The entire ice field has been dyed red with blood. Countless warriors from the Tianmen have been cruelly crushed by Emperor Shitian, and their essence has been extracted to supply the formation under his feet.

At this time, the pillars of light condensed from the blood of the four sacred beasts were still rising into the sky. The distorted space in the air gradually became stable, and even presented scenes.

It looked like the inside of a palace, and the whole thing was pure white.

There is nothing else in the spacious palace except four statues of different shapes, representing the four sacred beasts: the Azure Dragon, the Vermillion Bird, the Black Tortoise and the White Tiger.

Emperor Shitian, who was wearing a black ice mask on the ground, opened his eyes wide and showed a fanatical look when he saw this scene.

"It's here! It's right here!"

"It was here that I obtained the magic method to use the essence and blood of divine beasts to achieve immortality!"

But as time passed, the distorted space had not changed at all and could not condense into a channel.

Emperor Shitian seemed a little crazy. "Just a little bit more, just a little bit more, why is it just a little bit more!"

He looked around with his red eyes, but all the Tianmen warriors were dead, and only the Divine General was left standing next to him.

When the general met Indra's gaze, his heart skipped a beat, he had a bad feeling and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Master, how about I go and capture some strong men right away?"

Emperor Shitian waved his hands, his eyes became even more crazy, and his tone was sinister.

"That's too late."

"Since you are so loyal to me, why don't you do one last thing for me!"

(End of this chapter)