Cultivating Immortality, Starting from Childhood Sweethearts

Xu Ming looked at the crowd, but no one dared to respond.

They had wanted to seize the treasure before.

Now, they were like shrinking turtles.

It could only be said that in any place, most people were the same, existing to bully the weak and fear the strong.

But to be honest.

If hundreds of Sea Gazing Realm cultivators and demon clans besieged Xu Ming together, Xu Ming felt that he would be in trouble and would likely be killed.

After all, he was not a god, his martial artist realm was only the Heroic Soul Realm, and his cultivator realm had not even reached the Cave Mansion Realm.

As long as these hundreds of cultivators and demon clans were united, they would definitely be able to exhaust Xu Ming to death.

But fortunately, Qin Qingwan and Yuwen Xi stood by Xu Ming's side.

Qin Qingwan and the others were really strong, greatly helping Xu Ming to reduce the pressure, allowing Xu Ming to catch his breath.

In addition, these hundreds of cultivators and demon clans were not like the Blood Floating Corps of the Wu Kingdom.

The discipline of the Blood Floating Corps of the Wu Kingdom was among the best in the human race. As long as they could kill the enemy, they would not hesitate to sacrifice themselves.

But these people all had their own selfish motives, and everyone would subconsciously hold back.

There were also some cultivators with integrity who did not participate in the siege of Xu Ming. Even if they wanted to seize the treasure, they would be like Zhuang Yan, engaging in a fair one-on-one duel, disdaining to take advantage of others' misfortune and bully Xu Ming with numbers.

So this kind of "alliance" really had no strength.

Especially after Xu Ming grabbed a few typical examples and killed them with one punch, the scene was extremely shocking and exaggerated, once frightening them.

These people all cherished their lives.

Seeing Xu Ming kill anyone with one punch, how could they have the courage to go forward?

Speaking of which.

Actually, Xu Ming really didn't have much interest in this so-called exotic treasure.

Whether or not he became the master of Baiwa City, Xu Ming had never cared.

So Xu Ming had never forced it. Xu Ming just wanted to leave this place.

In Xu Ming's view, the most important thing in cultivation was to rely on oneself, not on these external objects.

I can split the sky with one punch, and break all laws with one sword, no matter how many treasures you have?

However, Xu Ming's not forcing treasures and opportunities did not mean that Xu Ming did not want them.

Everyone wants to obtain opportunities, which is normal.

Rather, it meant that Xu Ming would not lose his mind. If he could obtain them, then he would.

But if it was this kind of situation, besieging a person to seize the treasure, using any means to seize the treasure, even abandoning one's face, Xu Ming would not do such a thing.

"Croak ~"

Just as Xu Ming and these cultivators were in a stalemate, suddenly, a croaking sound came from not far away.

Everyone looked into the distance.

In the direction of the Toad Temple, a golden light shot straight into the sky, and a toad jumped out.

In just an instant, the golden toad sat high above the clouds, with golden light blooming from the back of its head.

It had to be said that this toad really had a sense of solemnity and holiness.

Xia Donghua and others were on high alert.

Xu Ming stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the huge toad.

This was the first time Xu Ming had seen this toad leave the temple.

"It seems that it has already been selected." The golden toad put its palms together, its cross-shaped eyes gleaming with a faint golden light, staring directly at Xu Ming, "Benefactor, it's been a long time."

Xu Ming bowed and replied with a smile: "I didn't expect you to remember me."

The golden toad smiled: "Does the benefactor want to become the master of Baiwa City?"

Xu Ming said with a smile: "Yes."

"Oh?" The golden toad looked at Xu Ming with interest, "No, actually you want to, and you don't want to. You don't seem to be interested in Baiwa City, at least, your desire to become the master of Baiwa City is not as strong as others."

"If there are treasures, you can compete for them. If you don't compete for anything, how should cultivators cultivate?

But if you have to force yourself to get treasures, losing your principles and losing your mind, then how is that different from a demon beast?"

Xu Ming said what was in his heart.

The golden toad smiled and nodded: "That is the benefactor's true words."

Xu Ming: "Since I have spoken the truth, then should you also treat me with sincerity? I wonder what is going on with this Baiwa Secret Realm? Now that things have come to this, I wonder if senior can tell me."

The golden toad's mouth curled up:

"Most of your guesses about the Baiwa Secret Realm are correct.

Baiwa City was indeed a border city before, but the Heavenly Dao is impermanent, and the Dao luck spiritual power between heaven and earth gathered towards Baiwa City, so this is what gradually separated Baiwa City.

But at this moment, an old monk came to Baiwa City and threw a painting towards Baiwa City.

The painting unfolded, stretching for dozens of miles, completely enveloping Baiwa City.

The gradually separating Baiwa City gradually merged into this blank painting.

The old monk lived in Baiwa City for a while.

One day, the old monk walked to a small pond and saw a toad dying, so he saved the toad.

The old monk saw that the toad had some spirituality and felt that they were destined, so he taught it the Dharma.

After the old monk left, he entrusted some things to the toad.

The old monk told the toad that when the Baiwa painting was formed, someone would come to compete for it, just let them compete, and in the end, a destined person would get the painting.

The toad asked 'Who is the destined person'.

The old monk smiled and said 'Why ask such nonsense? Isn't the person who competes to the end the destined person?'

The Baiwa painting is about to be formed.

The cultivators who die in the Baiwa painting will all be turned into nourishment for the Baiwa painting.

And all of you may be the destined person.

As for the white lights that fell from Baiwa City, this little monk really doesn't know what's going on.

But in this little monk's opinion, the formation of a painting cannot have foreign objects, so it should be repelling outsiders.

But in recent years, this little monk has felt that a formation has been added outside the Baiwa painting.

As for who created that formation, this little monk cannot know.

But this little monk doesn't need to care about that.

The toad just wants to do what the old monk taught it to do."

The toad stretched out its hand and covered it down, and golden threads floated down from the night sky.

The threads kept weaving, and finally formed one staircase after another.

The staircase led straight to the sky.

At the top of the staircase, there was a wooden platform, and on the frame of the wooden platform was a rolled-up scroll.

The golden toad put its palms together, and the golden toad's voice echoed in everyone's hearts:

"At dawn, the person holding the Dharma Pearl can walk on this heavenly ladder.

If you get the painting, this world will belong to him.

If you don't get the painting, you will be turned into nourishment for this world.

If no one takes the treasure pearl and walks up the heavenly ladder, then everyone will die."