Longevity

He knew that the longer he persisted, the greater the benefit.

If you want to live forever and achieve a golden body, just relying on qi is not enough.

No matter how deep the Astral Qi is, it can only delay aging and delay the time of death. At most, it can live three to five hundred years longer than others.

In normal times, he often thinks about what is the achievement of the golden body in order to be truly immortal and immortal.

According to the medicine of the past life, it is necessary to no longer age, and the telomeres should no longer be shortened or even lengthened.

Aging is the real culprit of death. It is a chance that the human species has formed over hundreds of millions of years. After having children, aging will accelerate, as if you have completed the task of multiplying species, you can die.

But after he participated in the study of many martial arts, Buddhist scriptures and various classics, he had new insights.

This kind of research in past lives involves only the body, not the mind.

It is to see the spirit as one with the body, the spirit is produced by the body and naturally derived from the cerebral cortex.

But as his cultivation progressed, he felt more and more that it was not entirely correct. The so-called innate yang was actually born before the body.

This innate yang is the seed, and the spirit is formed by the seed's budding, flowering and fruiting.

Innate Yang is the root of spiritual generation, without this seed, there is no spiritual generation, even if there is a strong body, it is just a vegetative person.

This yang is the vitality, the power that never stops, and the source of strong body and spirit.

And this yang is not involved in martial arts cultivation, even the Void Embryo Sutra cannot cultivate this.

And at this time, when the purple electricity appeared, the spiritual light flashed, and he faintly felt the existence of this innate yang, and he was in this purple electricity.

This is a great opportunity, a great opportunity that must not be missed.

He felt that the longer he persisted, the more innate yang he would absorb, and the greater the benefits he would gain.

This involves immortality and the years of life, how can I tolerate myself passing out of a coma and give up.

Purple electricity is getting more and more dense.

Like hundreds of purple light chains entangled in a golden glow, the golden glow surging, constantly changing, slowly changing from pure yellow, more purple, then more purple.

Eventually it turned purple.

When the purple-gold color was 100%, the purple electricity slid into the purple light, and all the purple electricity in the dark clouds disappeared, as if all of them had penetrated into his body.

He opened his eyes slowly.

His eyes were as warm as water, and he did not have the image of the purple electric burst in his imagination, but his eyes changed slightly.

The whites of the eyes are whiter than usual, without a trace of variegation, extremely pure.

The pupils of his eyes became darker, so pure that he seemed to absorb all the light. Occasionally, a ray of purple lightning flashed, which was surprisingly fast and hard to detect.

His feet were empty, as if walking on the ground, and the dark clouds swirling around him seemed to cheer him.

His expression gradually changed, from calm to ecstasy, feeling the earth-shaking changes in his body.

Not only the strength of the body is beyond imagination, but more importantly, the spirit is as high as a dragon, looking down on the world.

It was as if he had turned into a sun, and it was as if the whole world was completely integrated with him. He was the world, and the world was himself.

What the eyes see is no longer a simple image, and there are many situations that are usually impossible to see. You can see the breath of the void, all kinds of breaths surging, vertical flow up and down, criss-cross.

Close your eyes and open your heart.

Everything he saw became more and more sober and splendid, and the colorful world seemed to be whispering to him and talking to him.

There seems to be a variety of sounds coming from the ear, some low and some high, and the hearing is not only more acute, but also hears a lot of inaudible frequency spectrum.

If it weren't for his strong spirit and high-spiritedness like a dragon, these thousands of voices poured into his ears at the same time, and they could overwhelm him.

He also found that the ears and eyes seem to be one, seeing and hearing are one, seeing is hearing, hearing is seeing.

If you pay attention to it again, you will find that the sense of smell is also involved.

Thousands of smells that have never been smelled before enter the nose, close your eyes, you will show the source of these smells, and hear the sounds of these smell sources.

The senses are integrated and indistinguishable from each other, and at the same time, the magnification and enhancement are unknown many times. The current self and the previous self are like a different person.

This is the eighth level of King Kong's Indestructible Magic? This is the Guiyuan Realm? He flicked his sleeve lightly, and the dark clouds dissipated immediately.

He has a strange feeling that he is the commander of these dark clouds stacked thousands of meters high, and they are the soldiers under his command, moving according to his own will.

He couldn't help but try, obviously by his own will. With a thought in his mind, he flicked his sleeves again. The dark clouds that were dissipating stopped abruptly and stopped motionless.

Pharaoh was thoughtful.

He didn't expect that he could manipulate these dark clouds so easily, so freely, without any effort.

There is a trace of power in the dark, and I have mastered this power, so I can control these dark clouds.

If this is the case, wouldn't it be easier to cast the Cloud and Rain Spell by himself? He thought about it and looked forward to it. Finally, with a flick of his sleeve, the dark clouds quickly dissipated.

He fluttered down, and he didn't even have to perform light work, he could let the invisible force support him, it was the invisible breath.

He can see all kinds of Qi around him, and he can also manipulate them. As he descends, he gradually understands his ability. It is the ability to control all kinds of Qi.

Therefore, he can manipulate the dark clouds and the breath in the void to support himself, return to the realm of origin, and return to the realm of vitality.

He disappeared the next moment and appeared on the bell tower of the outer courtyard of Kongo Temple, his eyes fell on the forbidden palace of Dagan.

Inside the Humble Administrator's Hall, Chu Xiong was reviewing the memorials. His face was ashen and aggressive.

Jiao Quan, who was waiting next to him, was cautious, bowing and standing beside the pillar without the air, ready to obey orders.

\"Waste!\"\"Waste!\"\"It's all waste!\"

While Chu Xiong was reviewing, the red pen was like a dragon and a snake, and he was cursing and writing, his face was ugly.

This is the emperor's habit of reviewing memorials, always scolding people, not scolding people is uncomfortable, in the emperor's mouth, none of his courtiers are not trash.

Obviously very simple things, have to go around in a big circle, say vague and ambiguous, in the final analysis, it is to avoid responsibility.

This is something that the emperor knows very well.

If things are made clear and clear, once things change and twists and turns, the responsibility will fall on him.

It was this attitude of cherishing one's body that annoyed the emperor the most, all of them were prudent and did not want to take any responsibility.

These ministers are indeed too much, and spend all their intelligence on this, as if the emperor is the kind of ruthless person.

However, the emperor's treatment of officials is indeed not magnanimous, and it is inevitable that the courtiers will walk on thin ice.

It can only be said that it is not easy, the emperor worked hard, the courtiers were careful, and even more so as his own servant.

His mind was turning, his eyes were drooping, but his ears were standing high, and he would react immediately if there was any movement.

Once you are slow to react and don't think of the emperor, you will inevitably be punished.\"Bastard!\"\"Bastard!\"

\"The black-hearted guy with maggots!\" Chu Xiong criticized while scolding, and the speed was extremely fast.

Benefiting from his powerful cultivation, he has a strong spirit, quick thinking, and extremely fast speed of reviewing memorials.

It only takes two hours a day to review all the memorials, one hour in the morning and one hour in the afternoon, and the rest of the time is used for practice.

Chu Xiong, two hours away, was a gentle emperor, while within these two hours, Chu Xiong was a violent lion, ready to eat people at any time.

\"Crack!\"Chu Xiong violently threw his hand to the dragon case, gritted his teeth and said:\"Wang Huchen!\"Jiao Quan did not move. Chu Xiong gritted his teeth:\"Wang! Tiger! Chen!\"

Jiao Quan still thought he was deaf or blind. Chu Xiong sneered: \"What a Wang Huchen!\" He turned his head and stared at Jiao Quan.

Jiao Quan hurriedly said: \"Your Majesty, the tea is going to be cold.\" Chu Xiong sneered and gave him a sideways look.

Chu Xiong took it and took a sip, his face gloomy, and sneered: \"What does Wang Huchen think he is, when he is the emperor?\"

\"Master Wang really doesn't know what to measure.\"Jiao Quandao. Chu Xiong glared at him.

Jiao Quandao: \"But Wei Chen believes that Lord Wang has no selfishness. He has a pure and good temperament, and he has a good temperament. He can be said to be a lonely minister in the court.\"

Chu Xiong said: \"He said he wanted me to hire Fa Kong as the national teacher.\" Jiao Quan was startled, and hurriedly shut his mouth.

Chu Xiong sneered and said: \"Could it be that he took Fkong for any benefit?\" Jiao Quan closed his mouth and said nothing.\"Go check it out.\" Chu Xiong snorted.

Jiao Quan coughed lightly. Chu Xiong said angrily: \"If you have a fart, let it go!\"

Jiao Quan said in a low voice: \"Wei Chen heard that Lord Wang's grandson had an emergency a while ago and almost died. He went to ask Shenshui to save him.\"

\"Humph, no wonder!\" Chu Xiong sneered.

He shook his head: \"Fakong, the divine water, not only bought those official orders, but now the ministers have also bought it!\"

Jiao Quan wanted to say that depending on Wang Huchen's temperament, let alone saving his grandson, he would never be biased even if he saved himself.

Regarding matters of the imperial court, Wang Huchen has always held the public heart, and will never show favoritism. But he did not say this.

People are fickle, who knows the difference between Wang Huchen in the past, Wang Huchen in the future, and even Wang Huchen now.

What if he is favoring this time? If you speak for him yourself, you are asking for trouble. Chu Xiong asked: \"Do you think what he said is selfish or public?\"

Jiao Quan shook his head: \"Wei Chen doesn't know.\"

\"Then what do you think of his proposal?\" Chu Xiong asked:\"He said that there is a national teacher in Dayong, why can't we have it?\"

Jiao Quan's face suddenly showed embarrassment: \"Your Majesty, how can Wei Chen understand this?

\"Humph, slick!\" Chu Xiong sneered. Jiao Quan smirked and stepped back. Chu Xiong stood up and paced in front of the dragon's case with a solemn expression on his face.

Jiao Quan stood beside the pillar, and once again turned into a statue and remained motionless. Fa Kong retracted his gaze, thoughtful.

The aura above Chu Xiong's head was like a pillar, the pillar was one meter in diameter and ten meters high, and it began to spread out from ten meters above.

It is like a pipe leading to the sea, the pipe is used to draw water, and it is constantly absorbing the vitality of the void.

Fa Kong looked up at the top of his head. But there was nothing above his head.