Asking for Immortality in Another World

Time flies, the sun and the moon fly by.

The trees in the mountains are withered and green again, no matter how cold or hot they are.

This year, the sky and fields in the mountains are filled with lush greenery.

The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with sunset glow.

There are children herding cows in the small village at the foot of the mountain.

I was lying on the green grass and looking at the beauty of the sky.

Little did he know that at this time, on the top of the mountain, there was also a strong man who had stood at the top of the mortal world. The girl who was holding him in his arms was also watching this scene.

"I'm sorry." Mu Wan said to him softly.

Both of them are old now, and Gu Changsheng is already gray-haired.

His face was covered with wrinkles unconsciously.

But there is still a warm smile in her eyes, as gentle as jade as before.

Feeling the breath in your arms dissipating little by little.

Suddenly a few tears suddenly fell down his cheeks.

The means of spiritual energy input seem to be completely useless now.

"Husband, are you crying?"

A tear fell on Mu Wan's cheek. She raised her hand with difficulty, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Gu Changsheng's eyes, and said softly:

"Husband, don't cry..."

"Well, don't cry." Gu Changsheng nodded with a choked voice.

However, the tears in his eyes could not be stopped.

"Husband, you have to take good care of yourself in the future...don't be too sad about my passing away. There are still a few clothes that I have already made..."

The sunset and sunset that day were really beautiful, but this was the last time the two of them cuddled together and looked at each other.

"Ahem... Husband, I've been with you for most of my life, but I haven't been able to give birth to a son or a daughter for you. Do you regret being with me?"

"No regrets." Gu Changsheng seemed to feel something, and his heart trembled violently.

The world seems a little strange and bleak at this moment.

"Husband...you regret it..."

"I don't regret it." Gu Changsheng hugged Mu Wan tightly and burst into tears.

Mu Wan finally left him.

But the person who really wants to say sorry is not Mu Wan.

But him.

On this day, Gu Changsheng held her in his arms all night.

He whispered to her again about the past.

He told them all the things they had experienced from the time they met until now.

Until dawn broke the next day.

Only then did Gu Changsheng truly understand what true loneliness is in the world.

At this moment, he seemed to be lonelier than ever before.

…

The tomb of my beloved wife Mu Wan.

Gu Changsheng buried Mu Wan in the mountain.

You should never be disturbed by anyone in this beautiful place.

I don’t know how long he stayed quietly in front of this tomb alone.

When I got home, I opened the door.

It seems that many traces of the past lives left by him and Mu Wan can still be seen.

However, from now on, no one will stand up to him again.

No one will ever ask him with a smile again, is the porridge warm?

Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but nothing except Wushan was like clouds.

I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

Everything you can see is memories.

All the thoughts in the heart are in the past.

When he opened the door, he was alone again.

…

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A few inkstones traveled in the past years, and now they have become ten autumns.

Ten years later.

…

Gu Changsheng took off the letter tied to the leg of a pigeon.

Returned a few strokes and then let it go.

After so many years, he is now at the fourth level of Qi training.

Moreover, one can clearly feel the thinness of this mortal spiritual energy.

If you only rely on the spiritual energy slowly flowing between heaven and earth in the mortal world.

I'm afraid that at most it can only allow people to break through to the sixth level of Qi training.

In this life, it is impossible to advance to the late stage of Qi training!

This is not a question of whether he can tolerate it, but that the spiritual energy is too thin.

Maybe when he reaches that realm and cultivation level, the amount of spiritual energy he absorbs and refines is not as much as what he consumes himself.

[Name: Gu Changsheng]

[Talent: Immortality]

【Age: 200】

[Realm: Fourth level of Qi training, innate warrior]

[Kung Fu: Hunyuan Five Elements Kung Fu (Fourth Level of Qi Training 85/100)]

[Spells: Spiritual Eyes (Proficient 75/100) Object Expulsion (Proficient 65/100) Fireball (Small Success 30/150)]

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"Wan'er, I'm going to pursue my path. When I come back next time, I don't know how many years it will be."

Gu Changsheng sat next to the piece with the inscription "The Tomb of My Beloved Wife Mu Wan", holding a gourd in his hand, looking at the sky from time to time, and taking a melancholy sip.

In the past ten years, he has often come here to talk to Mu Wan.

It usually takes a whole day to stay.

However, he came this time to say goodbye to her.

After so many years, the pirate door has been established for decades.

Although not a single item belonging to the cultivator was found.

However, we have found several places similar to where the Immortal Realm is.

As for whether it is, we can only say that it is probably yes.

But I can't be 100% sure.

Anyway, it was impossible for Gu Changsheng to let himself test it in person.

How many lives does he have? How dare he play like this?

As for determining whether it is the method of cultivating the immortal world, it is actually very simple.

Find a few more lucky "newbies" to explore the way.

Wouldn't he know?

As for the rarity of spiritual roots?

He didn't believe that there wouldn't be one among a thousand people!

Then among ten thousand people, one hundred thousand people...

There will always be one person with spiritual roots, right?

After drinking a pot of wine, Gu Changsheng patted his butt and stood up.

He stood there and watched for a long, long time.

"Wan'er, take care."

Finally, Gu Changsheng whispered to himself, his tone was very gentle.

When he comes back next time, I don't know what the scene will be like.

I don't know how many years it will take, I hope you won't miss me for a long time.

...

The thief's door.

Gu Changsheng, who hadn't been here for more than ten years, almost didn't recognize it.

And this whole room full of "junk".

People who don't know probably think that the thief's door is a junker!

The spiritual eye technique is added to the eyes, and all the items seem to have faded.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Gu Changsheng exclaimed softly.

His eyes stopped on a brocade bag-like object.

Under the gaze of the spiritual eye technique, other things looked like black and white photos, but this brocade bag-like object was like a color photo, and it would emit a light from time to time.

All things died, only you stood out!

It was hard not to attract his attention!

Could this be the legendary storage bag?

This thought flashed through Gu Changsheng's mind.

Although he had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run.

Held in his hand, the moment the spiritual energy came into contact with it.

This brocade bag-like object was opened carelessly.

Sure enough, it was just as he had expected in advance.

This is a standard item for cultivators.

——Storage (Chu) bag (Dai)!