Cultivating Immortals For All: I Can Modify The Script Of Life

At this moment, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at a corner behind him.

"Brother, let's talk." An old and thick voice came from the corner.

Li Ang squinted his eyes for a moment before he saw a person squatting there.

The other party had long silver-white hair hanging loosely, and was wearing a bamboo hat, covering his face.

Li Ang hesitated for a moment, but chose to go there.

Practitioners in this world are all apprentices of immortal cultivators. They are proud to join the sect of immortal cultivators, and they are courteous and friendly to their fellows, so the relationship between the two parties is quite harmonious.

The two sat down around a low table.

Li Ang asked: "What does the Master want from me?"

The old man stroked his snow-white beard and said calmly: "You have encountered a bottleneck in this practice."

Li Ang was startled, "How do you know?"

The old man smiled but did not answer, "I have observed you for many days, and you have a solid foundation and good aptitude. If you progress step by step, over time, you will surely reach the Body Refining state Returned to Origin."

Li Ang lowered his head: "Master praised you."

"Don't underestimate yourself." The old man said, "Your Talent is not inferior to your brother-in-law."

"I……?"

"Yes." The old man said with certainty, "You are naturally intelligent and extremely intelligent, but due to your weak body, you cannot adapt to high-intensity cultivation. Every small stage of cultivation requires years of hard work."

Li Ang pursed his lips, "This...can't blame me."

He has long been used to a mediocre life, sleeping until he wakes up naturally every day, eating after a small stage of cultivation, and then going back to his room to sleep...

He even suspected that he would suffer from lazy cancer, stay in bed all day, and didn't even want to go to morning class.

However, he dared not disobey the Master's order.

"I understand." The old man comforted, "but don't worry, although your current progress in cultivation is slow, it is only temporary. If you persist for a few more years, there will always be a way to make up for it.

When you break through the Qi Refining period, you will have the opportunity to participate in the cultivation ceremony. At that time, your cultivation speed will be faster. "

Li Ang was stunned for a moment: "Cultivation Ceremony?"

The old man nodded and said, "Isn't this the first time you've heard of this?"

"Uh... yes, but I haven't figured it out, what exactly is the Cultivation Ceremony?"

The old man explained: "One of the oldest sects in the cultivator world is called 'Kunlun', which was inherited from the beginning of the Taixu era.

It is said that Kunlun is a planet that was born in chaos and gave birth to countless gods, Devil Immortal Buddhas.

In the Primordial era, Kunlun faced a genocide crisis.

A God King led hundreds of millions of sentient beings to descend, destroying the entire Kunlun, and sealing the cracks in the Universe, making it impossible to repair.

The God King sprinkled Kunlun's fragments into various mortal worlds, leaving behind endless fetishes.

After the fall of the gods, the remains of the God King sleep in the abyss at the bottom of Kunlun.

Thousand Years later, some survivors finally discovered the secret.

Those survivors used the remains of the God King to forge a Magic Treasures.

The power of this Magic Treasures is beyond imagination, and can even reverse the universe, reverse Samsara, and reverse the laws of Heavenly Dao!

Since then, the order of Heavenly Dao has collapsed, the world has gone astray, and the unkindness of heaven and earth treats everything as a straw dog.

The so-called Xiu Immortal World is actually an independent small social system established by God King, called Immortal Alliance.

Today, the Immortal Alliance is divided into two factions.

One is the line of gods with God King as the core; the other is the stream of gods and gods with saints and young masters as the core.

The cranes and demon cats you have seen are all pets of gods and gods. "

"Oh? So that's the case." Li Ang nodded suddenly.

No wonder he always felt that the relationship between the crane and the cat demon was weird, but he still couldn't figure it out.

It turned out that the crane and the cat demon were just pets kept by a group of gods, not a transaction between pets.

The old man continued: "The reason why the crane and the cat demon can have power beyond the ordinary is due to the Magic Treasures bestowed by the God King.

And the location of the God King's slough is inside the Magic Treasures, which contains the majestic Spiritual Qi. "

Li Ang frowned: "But, why is there no response from that Magic Treasures after so long?"

"Oh." The old man sighed heavily, "The God King's slough has been banned, no matter how strong your Cultivation Base is, you can't take it away.

Even if the predestined person gets it, it is just a vain. "

Before he finished speaking, Li Ang's arm trembled, and a cold glow suddenly lit up, which hurt the old man's eyelids.

It was a sharp and narrow dagger with a faint blue blade, emitting strands of electric arcs, as if it could burst out deadly poison at any time.

"You are..." The old man stared at him in surprise.

Li Ang restrained his killing intent, "It's nothing."

He retracted the dagger into its scabbard, cupped hands cupped fist: "Farewell."

"Hey—" the old man shouted, "Didn't you just say..."

Li Ang stamped his feet and waved his hands without looking back.

"Alas..." the old man sighed, "Forget it, since you have made up your mind, this old man has no right to stop you from practicing."

Li Ang left the thatched cottage without looking back.

The old man silently watched him disappear into the night, and after a long time, he whispered softly: "Li Ang?"

...

The next day, the sky was misty.

Li Ang stood on the roof, looking up at the sky with a white belly, and exhaled the stale air in his chest.

His breath was long and long, like a whale swallowing a tsunami, and the water vapor in the surrounding air turned into a dense mist, enveloping his limbs and bones.

Li Ang stretches the waist and hips and moves the muscles and bones.

Practicing with the old man last night, he consumed too much energy, and now he still feels dizzy and exhausted.

"Hush."

"Hush."

Li Ang took two deep breaths of fresh air, and was about to leave when his gaze froze.

His pupils shrank into needlepoints in an instant, and he looked into the distance. A majestic golden cheetah approached with steady steps, with a hot breath coming out of its nose.

Li Ang raised his eyebrows slightly.

This cheetah is about three meters long, with a vigorous physique and a pure white and soft mane, as if it had just been cut.

Li Ang recognized it.

This is a wild cheetah.

The wild cheetah is a ferocious beast with an intelligence quotient no less than that of domestic animals, with a ferocious and aggressive temperament.

However, in this remote and poor village, a wild cheetah shouldn't be here, not to mention that it is still wounded!

A blood-colored rune appeared in Li Ang's right eye, and his field of vision turned scarlet, and he vaguely caught a black shadow flying by.

A rope was wrapped around the cheetah's neck, dragging its body, and galloped towards the depths of the village.

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and followed closely.

The cheetah seemed to be injured, and its running frequency slowed down a lot, and gradually opened up the distance, allowing Li Ang to keep up with the rhythm.

When they arrived at a simple wooden building, Li Ang finally caught up with it.

It was a five-story wooden attic with peeling paint on the exterior, revealing gray planks and yellowed window paper.

In front of the attic door, a wooden sign was crooked, with the words "Xianlu Garden" written on it.

Li Ang stepped across the threshold, looked up, and saw an old cow lying on the haystack covered in black and scars.

Around it, there were still many broken limbs and pieces of flesh and blood scattered about.