People Who Wander the Heavens Teach Disciples

"Yes, old man."

"Xiao Yezi quickly took the ancestor to rest in the room."

Wang also immediately stood up from the side and said respectfully.

"Old Ancestor, come with me."

Under the leadership of Wang Ye, Shen Changwen's figure gradually disappeared in the Wudang Golden Roof Hall.

After Shen Changwen left, life was buzzing in the hall, and countless Wudang disciples pestered Zhou Meng to ask about Shen Changwen's origin.

Most of them are middle-aged people in their [-]s or [-]s, and each of them was asked to kneel down and salute a young man who didn't look like he was in his early twenties.

Although limited by Zhou Meng's majesty, everyone had to salute just now, but they were still very unconvinced. Now that Shen Changwen left, they naturally wanted to ask clearly.

Faced with a question from a disciple, Zhou Meng didn't say much, but only said one sentence.

"The ancestor has lived for hundreds of years, what do you little bastards know?!"

"what?"

"how is this possible……"

"That young man who looks so young has lived for hundreds of years?"

……

Zhou Meng's words immediately caused shock waves among the disciples, but most of them chose to believe it, because Zhou Meng is the current head of Wudang and the speaker of Wudang.

He kept his word, he could choose not to say it, but once he said it, he didn't need to lie to deceive them juniors.

In the Wudang Golden Roof Hall, there was a turmoil of people's voices, which could not affect Shen Changwen.

In the dark corridor, Wang also walked in front with a candle.

The quiet atmosphere was not tense, but rather relaxed.

Because the aura on Shen Changwen's body has been suppressed, outsiders now look like ordinary people.

If Wang hadn't witnessed the scene of Shen Changwen playing with Tianwei at will just now, he couldn't believe that this ordinary young man with a cold temperament, who seemed to be only in his early twenties and about his age, would be The first person in the world who has lived for hundreds of years and has reached the realm of ascension.

There was the tick-tick sound of rain falling outside the hallway.

After all, Wang Ye couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and couldn't help but speak.

"Old... old ancestor."

"Well, what's the matter?"

Looking at the laziness in the original book, as if he didn't care about anything, the extraordinary and refined Wang Yedao, now walking in front with his back straightened up, and calling himself the ancestor in a cautious manner, Shen Changwen's heart suddenly became interesting increase.

Travel to the heavens and worlds, witness the characters in TV, comics, and novels, all kinds of beautiful scenery, and touching stories, and personally make up for regrets...

These things are one of the other unique charms of traveling through the heavens and worlds in addition to various cultivation resources.

"I don't know what will happen if you train and train the next king, it should be more fun than training Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu in Jade Dynasty, right?!"

Shen Changwen looked at Wang Ye's back playfully, since he had nothing to do in this world anyway.

The alchemy furnace is going all out in the alchemy furnace every day in the dantian, and it has been half of the sacrifice now. After a year, that is, the end of this world, the alchemy furnace will be completely sacrificed, and then he can go back to the Laoshan world. It's the third turn of the Golden Elixir.

After a year of peaceful and stable life in Laoshan, Shen Changwen immediately wanted to have some fun for himself, anyway, he was already invincible in this world.

Not to mention hot weapons such as nuclear bombs, with the cultivation base of Jindan rank two, once there is a fatal danger, he can sense it five days ago, and then quickly escape to the capitals of various countries.

There is no way, in the small world, the way of heaven is weakened and on the verge of degeneration. People in his realm are already too strong to be stronger. The feathered ascension that Wang Ye and the others talk about should be after breaking through the ninth level of foundation building and reaching the golden core. Then get pushed out by the world.

But that was the standard of Zhang Sanfeng's era hundreds of years ago.

"This world is the end of the Dharma era. The way of heaven is weakening all the time. The aura is getting scarcer and scarcer. The world's endurance has been reduced a lot. Now it seems that you only need the strength of the seventh level of foundation building to ascend to the throne. OK."

Shen Changwen's eyes turned to the gloomy sky outside the corridor, through the clouds he seemed to see the heaven that was dying.

In the Dharma-ending era, everything supernatural is gradually dying, and lifespan has become the biggest limitation. No matter how talented or powerful he is, he will be turned into a handful of loess after a hundred years.

It is precisely because of the limited life that such beautiful stories are born, but from Shen Changwen's point of view, these stories are not worth mentioning.

His lifespan is now [-] years, and he will improve in the future, and he will live longer and longer.

Even in terms of his current lifespan, he can witness the change of countless mortal dynasties. In these dynasties, there are countless outstanding people, countless geniuses, countless beauties, and countless wonderful stories.

The rolling waters of the Yangtze River flow eastward, right and wrong, success or failure turn heads empty.

If you read too many of these stories, they will actually become no longer fresh. In the eyes of immortals, the stories between mortals are clichéd and tasteless, because they have seen such stories in their long lives, once, twice, three times... In the end it was countless times.

At the beginning, they may still feel that these stories are very touching, but after watching a lot, they will feel that it is the same thing, even before the story begins, they have already guessed the ending.

Now Shen Changwen has one foot on the fairy gate, and his eyes are already extraordinary.

The eternity that ordinary people think does not exist is possible in Shen Changwen's eyes, and these are also his goals.

Looking at the raindrops falling outside, Shen Changwen couldn't help thinking about many things, until Wang Ye's words pulled him out of his thoughts.

"Then Patriarch, have you reached the point of becoming a feather and ascending?"

Wang Ye, who had no idea that he was being targeted by the unscrupulous ancestor, was walking ahead foolishly, still asking Shen Changwen expectantly.

No matter what era it is, people's pursuit of eternal life and power is endless.