Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

Zhang Jing turned around slowly.

What caught the eye was a figure wrapped in black mist, with a stooped figure.

I dare to ask the senior to take the junior here, but is there anything that needs to be done down there?

He paused and immediately asked politely.

Although he didn't know the other party's identity, Zhang Jing already had some vague guesses in his mind at this moment.

There is a high probability that it is the giant tree that reaches the sky in the Hedao realm that I saw before.

After all, apart from the other party, Zhang Jing really couldn't think of anyone else who could move him away silently.

At this point.

Even Qu Junhou, who had his body taken away, could not do it.

At least not now!

opposite.

Little guy, since you came from the Xuanhuang Realm, you must have seen the God of Fortune.

While talking.

The figure actually came straight towards Zhang Jing, and then smelled something on him carefully.

Then, without waiting for Zhang Jing's reaction, the other party nodded to himself and said:

This sour smell, yes, it's Him. It seems you were exposed to it not long ago.

Zhang Jing couldn't help being slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he reacted instantly and said thoughtfully:

God of Fortune? Are you talking about that——

Yes, that's him.

After saying that, the old man waved his hand, and Qu Junhou's shadow suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Jing's eyes.

This little guy's consciousness is now occupied by half of the remnant soul of the God of Fortune. After he devours me and the God of Lu, and gathers the three paths of Fortune, Shou and Lu, he can bring the other half of the remnant soul into his body. Completely resurrected. At the same time, he can also condense the Heavenly Immortal Dao Fruit in one fell swoop.

Seeing the doubt on Zhang Jing's face getting stronger and stronger.

The old man sighed slightly, with a sense of loneliness in his voice.

Hey, do you want to hear our story? I haven't spoken to you for many years.

Senior, please speak. I am all ears, junior.

Zhang Jing responded with a smile.

That was a long, long time ago.

Speaking of the ruins of the Mingye Realm, it has something to do with the original war in your Xuanhuang Realm. The three of us are the innate gods who were born following this world. Of course, because the Mingye Realm is too small, the three of us are not as good as the others. Innate gods are just what you call half-step to the heavenly realm when they are born.”

After the battle in the Xuanhuang Realm, the God of Fortune, whose soul was shattered, took the corpses of the God of Shou and the God of Lu back to the Mingye Realm, buried them separately, and then buried himself in another place.

This is also the origin of the three forbidden areas mentioned outside.

Wait, divine corpse?

Zhang Jing looked at the other party in surprise and asked in confusion.

Yes, corpse. To be precise, that guy Lu Shen and I are just the spiritual wisdom reborn from the corpse of the dead god. We only master a small part of the Tao of the original God of Shou and God Lu.

The old man replied calmly.

I see.

Zhang Jing's eyes flashed with surprise.

He was still thinking just now that if the guy in front of him was really an innate god, he would be a little too weak.

the other side.

After answering.

The old man stopped caring about Zhang Jing, and just continued to talk to himself:

But the God of Fortune is different. His soul still retains a trace, and he is not willing to die like us, accompanying the Night World.

So in order to completely resurrect it, He split the remaining soul into two. One half merged with the origin of the Night Realm and transformed into the will of human beings, while the other half entered your Xuanhuang Realm.

Why? If you want to cultivate your soul, you don't need to do this.

Zhang Jing said in surprise.

Let the soul be contaminated with the original aura of the Xuanhuang Realm to prepare for entering the immortal Taoist tradition of the Xuanhuang Realm after rebirth in the future. The Mingye Realm is broken and too small to support the existence of a heavenly immortal.

The old man said slowly.

Time passed little by little.

As the corpse spirit of the longevity god spoke in front of him, the truth about the entire Mingye Realm gradually emerged in front of Zhang Jing's eyes.

But is there anything else you want to ask?

The old man raised his head, and a gaze with inexplicable expectations penetrated the black fog and landed gently on Zhang Jing's face.

Dare to ask senior.

Zhang Jing cupped his hands, his eyes suddenly became deep, and then he asked bluntly:

Why did such a strange monster emerge from this corpse of a god?

At this moment, he is no longer as nervous as before.

Zhang Jing knew in his heart that the being in front of him must have something to ask of him, otherwise he would not have specifically photographed himself here, and would have inexplicably revealed the situation in the Night World.

Judging from the situation he currently has.

The conquest between humans and demons in this world is essentially a battle between the God of Fortune who captured Lord Shequ and the corpse spirit of the God of Longevity in front of him, as well as the corpse spirit of the other God Zunlu.

One party wants to be resurrected, and wants to swallow up the way of longevity and wealth, so as to create the foundation of immortality in one fell swoop.

Then he transformed into a prince of music and returned to the Taiyi Boundless Taoist Sect in the Xuanhuang Realm. From then on, the immortal path was boundless.

The other party, on the other hand, instinctively resists the erosion of the God of Fortune, so he uses corpses to spawn demons in order to wipe out the human race and weaken half of the soul of the God of Fortune.

etc!

Something seemed to suddenly come to mind.

Zhang Jing suddenly froze on the spot.

If this is the case, then why did Qu Junhou, or the half of the soul consciousness of the God of Fortune, try his best to enter the dark night world? Wouldn’t it be for nothing to add some variables to His resurrection plan?

It has been planned for such a long time.

Zhang Jing didn't believe that the God of Fortune would be so unwise. Could it be that the real target he wants to seize is himself?

A ridiculous idea suddenly came to his mind.

However, the more I think about it, the more reasonable it becomes.

Otherwise, I really can’t explain what Fu Shen did.

Are you interested in my status as a true disciple, my talent, or both?

Zhang Jing thought with some dumbfounding.

At the same time, I felt a sense of joy in my heart—fortunately, it was a clone that came to me this time.

While thinking about it.

I don't know about this. Anyway, as long as I can remember, there has been an extremely terrifying pollution force remaining on the corpse of the god, and the demons it gave birth to were also polluted by it. Maybe the fall of the God of Life and God of Lu was related to this force. It’s about strength.”

Maybe the God of Fortune knows something.

The old man shook his head, with some uncertainty in his tone.

Hear this.

Zhang Jing simply stopped asking any more questions.

I saw him taking a deep breath, then looking straight at the other person, and asked word by word:

Senior, please tell me clearly, what are your instructions to this junior?

The air suddenly fell silent.

After a long time.

Little guy, how about we make a deal?

The old man suddenly said quietly: Now that things have happened, the resurrection of that guy from God of Fortune has become certain. Neither I nor God of Lu can stop it.

Finished.

The other party looked at Zhang Jing expectantly again, and then said:

I will give you the only remaining essence of innate longevity in the corpse of the god. As a condition, you will later help the old man hold back the incarnation of the God of Fortune and the group of king-level humans led by him for a moment.

The essence of innate longevity?

Zhang Jing's heart moved, but the expression on his face remained calm.

Senior, the cross-border teleportation array has been destroyed by the God of Fortune, and the original crystal has been missing, causing this junior to be trapped in the Mingye Realm. I'm afraid that once the God of Fortune resurrects, my life will not be guaranteed. What do I need from your innate essence of longevity? What’s the use?”

He said calmly.

Yes, but if it comes to the origin crystal... The old man pondered for a while, and then said in a low voice: Take it with you and go to the forbidden land at the end of the East China Sea. God Lu should have what you want.

The voice fell.

A golden-red peach blossom about the size of an inch appeared from nothingness, and then gently fell on Zhang Jing's hand.

There really is!

A hint of excitement suddenly flashed in Zhang Jing's heart.

Junior knows, thank you senior!

Good! The old man nodded with satisfaction.

All of a sudden.

An object that seemed to be intertwined with billions of pure white divine lights slowly appeared in front of Zhang Jing's eyes. Its shape changed uncertainly, both real and illusory. Sometimes it turned into a human being, and sometimes it turned into various types of wooden birds, fish and insects. It looked very strange. It's strange.

Is this...the essence of innate longevity? Senior, you just gave it to me, and you are not afraid that after junior goes out, you will just ignore the God of Fortune and those people?

Zhang Jing smiled and took the essence of innate longevity.

Ha ha!

Hearing this, the old man couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh.

Little guy, where can you run to? Besides, don't you still need my token?

The other person's last sentence was particularly meaningful.

Zhang Jing's heart tightened for no reason.

…

…

Half an hour later.

On the land filled with black mist.

Zhang Jing's tall figure wearing a yellow robe was moving forward. His steps seemed slow, but in fact he was extremely fast.

Scenes of monks and demons fighting each other kept flashing around.

Some of them were defeated by the demon and were about to be devoured by the demon, but Zhang Jing only glanced at them briefly and did not stop for a moment.

If the longevity god corpse spirit didn't lie to me, helping the human race is equivalent to helping the blessed god. This is really a volatile world. However, siding with the demons and massacring human monks is not what I want.

Let's not help each other.

He no longer thinks about the demon heart core. He just wants to leave the Mingye Realm quickly before the God of Fortune takes action on him, and save this clone and the innate Yuanshou Essence in his hand.

This is a top-notch innate divine item.

Not long after.

A monster peach tree reaching into the sky and the earth clearly came into Zhang Jing's eyes. The trunk alone was as wide as a hundred feet, and its branches that were immeasurable covered the sky, and monsters with powerful auras hung on them.

Densely packed tree roots were like ancient dragons, snaking out from the ground and wildly moving toward the nearly thirty figures in the air. Dark cracks seemed to have filled the sky.

It seems as if this space will be shattered at any time.

And it's clearly visible.

In the sky, extremely dense black mist continued to grow, and then surged crazily towards the sky-reaching peach tree. Behind the black mist, you can vaguely see an indifferent face covering the sky.

Is this the contaminated body of the God of Shou?

The face spitting out the black mist should be the will of human beings incarnated by the God of Fortune.

If you want to get out, you have to work hard!

A helpless smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Jing's face, and then he strode forward without any hesitation, walking straight towards Qu Junhou and his party.