Seeking Immortality

Fate is a very mysterious word. (The latest chapter is available for reading\u003e.

It is fate to be able to ride the same boat for a hundred years, it is fate to be able to sleep on the same pillow for a hundred years, it is fate to look at each other once in the noisy streets, it is fate to be entangled in the hatred of a lifetime and finally stain the clothes with blood, it is also fate.

This is the fate between people, but fate is not limited to humans. For example, Jin Qinghan is extremely talented. It takes only a few years for others to reach the realm that they can reach after a hundred years of practice. Jin Qinghan can reach or even surpass it in just a few years. This is fate with the way of heaven. Later, he accidentally obtained the ten thousand year inheritance of the "Pure Land Sect", which is fate with the "Pure Land Sect".

Fate is fate, fate is fate, fate is the practice of the previous life. The word fate is destined to be destiny, but fate is cloud, fate is as uncertain as wind, cloud scattering is fate, cloud gathering is also fate.

Forty thousand years ago, Master Hanmo established Zen and founded the Buddhist lineage. At that time, the practice The immortal said that Master Hanmo and Buddha had a connection, but Master Hanmo just smiled slightly, pointed to a cup of tea beside him, and said lightly: "Fate is like this cup of tea. You seem to pick it up and drink it casually. You can say that without this cup of tea, our fate will not change, but when you speak, the tea has already entered your stomach, the taste is light but the aftertaste is endless, and it becomes a part of your life, just like me and Buddha, this is fate."

Buddhists are good at discussing scriptures and Taoism, and their words are full of wit. Few people can truly understand Master Hanmo's words for thousands of years, but many people have savored this sentence for a long time.

I remember that Xu Qingfan once took a few books to Ting'er, and there was Master Hanmo's words in them. Ting'er didn't understand, but Ting'er also had a girl's feelings. Even if her heart was cold, the word "fate" made her heart believe. The master had some inexplicable throbbing, but he rarely asked Xu Qingfan.

At that time, Xu Qingfan smiled and answered: "Master Hanmo's words are full of Buddhist meaning, how can I understand? But in my opinion, fate is actually a part of destiny. Facing it is like facing destiny. If you really think that fate is destined by heaven, then your life can only be arranged by fate. But the other choice is. Fate is your own arrangement. For example, if you meet something you like, that is your fate. And after you get the thing you like through your own efforts. You have mastered this kind of fate. So fate is 50% up to heaven and 50% up to yourself."

Ting'er remembered every word of Xu Qingfan deeply in her heart, and this sentence has always been engraved in her heart. Heart.

The moment Ting'er entered the endless magic fog, she was convinced that she and Xu Qingfan were destined to be together. This fate was not limited to master-disciple or blood relatives, but also had more meanings. Her fate with Xu Qingfan, under her efforts, would be deeply connected with Xu Qingfan and could never be separated.

For Xu Qingfan, Ting'er's selfishness was profound. She could not bear Xu Qingfan's attention to others over her, because all her attention was on Xu Qingfan.

This time when she entered the magic fog, Ting'er calculated very clearly that there were only two possibilities. One possibility. She and Xu Qingfan were all possessed by the devil under the invasion of the devil's energy, and from then on. She would be the only person Xu Qingfan could trust and the only person who could understand Xu Qingfan. Because they were possessed by the devil at the same time, they would be together forever. Another possibility was that with her help, she was possessed by the devil, but Xu Qingfan was freed. In this way, although she would be isolated and besieged by countless immortal cultivators, and although Xu Qingfan could not save her, Xu Qingfan would not only be relieved, but would also feel deeply guilty and grateful to her, which would make her higher in Xu Qingfan's heart.

These two possibilities are disastrous for ordinary people, but Ting'er likes both because of Xu Qingfan.

Ting'er is so incomprehensible and extreme in Xu Qingfan's regard.

But in fact, what Ting'er doesn't know is that although she and Xu Qingfan have a fate, her fate with the magic is not shallow, or even deeper.

Back then, the "Ming" organization threw this "magic bead" into the barbarian tribe where Ting'er and his father Xu Lin were located. This "magic bead" did not choose anyone, but chose to recognize Ting'er, who was less than three years old at the time, as its master, because the "magic bead" keenly sensed that Ting'er's physique was more suitable for magic cultivation than anyone else, and she was even more talented in magic cultivation than the Demon Ancestor back then.

It took less than a day for the "magic bead" to completely merge with Ting'er, and Ting'er was able to control the power of the "magic bead" freely. However, because Ting'er was too young at the time and innocent, even with the blessing and catalysis of the "magic bead", she could not have even a trace of evil thoughts in her heart. In desperation, the "magic bead" left Ting'er and entered the body of Xu Lin, the strongest among the barbarians. Xu Lin spent five years to merge the "magic bead", but he could not even merge half of it.

It was because of Ting'er's physique and talent that were extremely suitable for practicing magic, so even if the "magic bead" left Ting'er's body, even if Xu Qingfan tried every way over the years, the magic energy was still deeply rooted in Ting'er's body, and continued to grow as she became stronger. It was so difficult and unimaginable for others to integrate the magic energy into the fire method, but for Ting'er, it seemed to be just natural. When she first performed the magic of the magic flame, she had already achieved the perfect combination of Taoism and magic energy.

It is easy to imagine how amazing Ting'er's talent in magic cultivation is.

The difference between fate and no fate is just the choice of the parties involved.

The moment she entered the mighty magic energy around Xu Qingfan, it was destined that Ting'er and the magic path would be connected for a lifetime.

At this moment, although Ting'er had been prepared in her heart, she was still surprised by the sudden change of the demonic energy around her.

As Ting'er entered the demonic mist, the demonic mist seemed to be stunned, calm for a moment, and then rushed into Ting'er's body like crazy, as if Ting'er's body was their final destination.

However, Ting'er only felt that she was so natural and friendly in the demonic energy that made countless cultivators feel terrified and uneasy. It was as if she was born to belong here.

But this kind of friendly and natural feeling disappeared after a moment.

The demonic energy rushed into Ting'er's body frantically. Although Ting'er and the demonic energy had an almost natural affinity, as the demonic energy accumulated more and more in her body, Ting'er felt as if she was about to burst, and the pain was extremely severe. Although the demonic energy continued to transform Ting'er's body and strengthen Ting'er's meridians and dantian. But the filling degree of the demonic energy was still far beyond Ting'er's body's ability to withstand the demonic energy.

Ting'er was in pain, her charming face was tangled at this moment, and cold sweat was pouring down. Her body was shaking uncontrollably because of the pain, but she still walked towards Xu Qingfan step by step, with slow and firm steps.

Finally. Ting'er walked to Xu Qingfan's side. Because of the pain, cold sweat had soaked Ting'er's clothes, but Ting'er didn't care. With trembling hands, she held Xu Qingfan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, in her arms with a relaxed and satisfied smile on her face, as if a wanderer returned home, and gently rested her head on Xu Qingfan's shoulder, and then she no longer considered her body's endurance. She began to absorb the mighty demonic energy in Xu Qingfan's body with all her strength.

The black lines on Ting'er's face, which had gradually disappeared, became clear again at this moment, just like Xu Qingfan in her arms, shining together.

As Ting'er wished, at this moment, her fate and Xu Qingfan's were indeed deeply connected.

Xu Qingfan was concentrating on resisting the invasion and control of the demonic energy at this time, and he didn't know what Ting'er had done.

The moment before Ting'er held Xu Qingfan in her arms, Xu Qingfan's heart was full of despair, because at this moment. The "magic bead" had almost completely merged into his body. However, the "holy spirit relic" had only merged with him about two-thirds, far behind.

Although his life and death qi continued to absorb and merge the positive and evil qi in his body. At this time, it almost doubled again, and under the growth of a large amount of spiritual energy. The Nascent Soul in the Dantian has fully grown up, with clear eyebrows and ten fingers, and it looks like Xu Qingfan who has shrunk more than ten times. The Nascent Soul is surrounded by black and white mist, and behind it is a black and white Tai Chi pattern, which looks mysterious, marking that Xu Qingfan has officially entered the peak period of the Nascent Soul.

However, no matter what, Xu Qingfan's power combined with the "holy spirit relic" still cannot compete with the "magic bead".

Seeing that he was about to become a demon, and his mind was about to be destroyed by endless demonic thoughts, Xu Qingfan thought about self-destruction, but in the current situation, all his strength was protecting his Dantian and Yuanshen, and he didn't even have the strength to commit suicide.

Just when Xu Qingfan was about to give up, a sudden change occurred.

The endless demonic energy in the "magic bead" that had been completely released suddenly flowed out of the body, and the "magic bead" seemed to be hesitant, as if it didn't know whether to continue to invade and control Xu Qingfan.

According to the "instrument spirit" in the "magic bead", Ting'er's qualifications for practicing magic are far better than Xu Qingfan, and she has a natural affinity with demonic energy. If it merges with Ting'er, although Ting'er's own strength is lower than Xu Qingfan, Ting'er, who has been possessed by the demon in a short period of time, is not as good as Xu Qingfan, who has been possessed by the demon, but her potential in the future is far better.

But at this time, the "magic bead" finally overwhelmed Xu Qingfan and the "holy spirit relic", and was about to completely transform and control Xu Qingfan. Under the fusion and refining of Xu Qingfan's "dead air", it almost lost a quarter of its power. It was unwilling to give up Xu Qingfan.

After all, the "weapon spirit" is just a "weapon spirit", which is the simple judgment and intelligence generated by the magic weapon. It does not understand the principle of delay. As Ting'er's talent for magic cultivation becomes more and more amazing, it is about to transfer into Ting'er's body, but at this moment, Xu Qingfan's refined magic energy has increased by one point, and it will continue to control Xu Qingfan.

Calculating first and then judging is the instinct of the "weapon spirit", but after calculation, Ting'er and Xu Qingfan are like the two ends of a scale. As the weight of both sides continues to increase, the "weapon spirit" is wavering.

At the same time, Xu Qingfan felt that the speed of the "magic bead" assimilating his body was almost stagnant, and the demonic energy in his body was decreasing instead of increasing. Although he didn't know why, he was still full of surprise. He didn't dare to continue, and immediately stepped up the fusion of the "Holy Spirit Relics" and used the two energies of life and death to refine the vast and endless righteous and demonic energy in his body.

On the other side, outside the demonic energy, everyone watched Ting'er enter the demonic energy around Xu Qingfan, and they exclaimed in despair.

Then, as Ting'er's figure was completely submerged in the endless demonic fog, the originally vast demonic fog suddenly stopped fluctuating. The next moment, it was madly squirming. The dense black demonic fog gradually became thinner and disappeared not long after.

After the magic mist disappeared, the scene inside the magic mist finally appeared in front of everyone's eyes. But he saw Ting'er hugging Xu Qingfan. Xu Qingfan was sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by a faint black mist, his eyes were closed tightly, and his two faces were covered with strange black wrinkles. One kneeled and the other sat, staying there quietly, as if they were two They are connected together like an inseparable statue, strange but harmonious.

"Senior Brother Xu!!"

After a moment of sluggishness. Dongfang Qingling's eyes flashed with joy and excitement, and she was about to rush towards Xu Qingfan, but was stopped by Zhang Ningmei.

"Don't get close, be careful of being invaded by demonic energy. Senior Sister Ting'er did this because of the special situation."

Zhang Ningmei said quietly, although her eyes were full of worry, her expression remained calm.

"Indeed, it was just a trace of demonic energy that made us so embarrassed. Although the demonic mist has dissipated, the demonic energy in Xu Daoyou's body is still strong. It's better for us to wait and see what happens. Ting'er joins this time, Although it is dangerous, it may bring about some twists.”

Bai Qingfu looked at Xu Qingfan and Ting'er not far away and said lightly.

Wang Zegang said nothing. But he turned his head and looked around. He didn't know if it was his imagination just now. The moment the black magic mist was inhaled by Ting'er and completely disappeared, he seemed to hear an extremely old soft squeak.

However, no matter how Wang Zegang checked, there was no sign that there was anyone else on the field. Thinking of the faint sound just now, which was almost inaudible, Wang Zegang shook his head, but in the end he still attributed it to an illusion. After all, At this time, the spiritual energy in his body was greatly consumed and he was a little weak. It was not impossible for him to have delusions.

After listening to the advice of Bai Qingfu and Zhang Ningmei, the anxiety and panic in Dongfang Qingling's eyes finally calmed down. She once again took a deep look at Xu Qingfan who was held in Ting'er's arms. When she turned around, Dongfang Qingling was He once again returned to his usual generous and decent appearance.

When she was not sure whether Xu Qingfan was alive or dead, she only felt that the sky was falling. Her world seemed to be empty and about to collapse, so she was in a daze all the way. But strangely, after meeting Xu Qingfan, she felt Her heart calmed down so easily, as if Xu Qingfan was the pillar in her heart. As long as Xu Qingfan was still there, the sky would not collapse and there would be no need to panic. Whether Xu Qingfan would be possessed by a demon certainly worried her, but the fact that Xu Qingfan was still in front of her was enough to calm her down in her worry.

She and Xu Qingfan have experienced so many dangerous disasters together. Xu Qingfan has taken care of her, and she has taken care of Xu Qingfan, but in the end they still survived together, right?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Qingling's heart became calmer. She took a deep breath and nodded to the people around her, telling them not to worry about her. Then she looked around the surrounding environment and whispered to Zhang Ningmei, Bai Qingfu and Wang Zegang. : "We still can't tell what will happen to Senior Brother Xu. However, although the environment here is hidden, it is not safe. With Senior Brother Xu's current situation, once he is discovered by other cultivators, I am afraid it will cause a lot of trouble. So we’d better set up some formations around here to gather breath and protect Senior Brother Xu.”

Hearing what Dongfang Qingling said, Wang Zegang, Zhang Ningmei and Bai Qingfu knew that Dongfang Qingling had indeed regained his composure, so they all nodded and began to make arrangements.

On the other side, Bai Yu, Tian Zhenxian, and Tian Zhenling were all stunned by the successive changes. They didn't know what to do for a while. But after hearing Dongfang Qingling's words, they all started busy with Wang Zegang and others.

While Dongfang Qingling was arranging breath-containing protective formations with others, she was looking at Xu Qingfan not far away. She was unconsciously recalling every bit of her relationship with Xu Qingfan before, including the mutual rescues during missions over the years. The months-long careful care she gave to Xu Qingfan during the Southern Wilderness seemed to have happened only yesterday, yet it was so vivid and clear.

Looking at the messy growth on Xu Qingfan's head and a little dust on his right cheek, Dongfang Qingling sighed silently. She liked taking care of Xu Qingfan and how Xu Qingfan looked clean under her care. After what happened in Nanhuang , these seem to have become a very important part of her life, and they are so familiar and natural to do.

However, at this time, she did not even dare to approach Xu Qingfan.

While sighing, Dongfang Qingling secretly thought: "Senior Brother Xu, you must not have any accidents..."

At the same time, a few miles away from Xu Qingfan's location, an old man in purple clothes was quietly watching the changes in Xu Qingfan and Ting'er, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

ps: Second update. It’s still two chapters in one. Twelve thousand words have been updated, and there are more to come.

These two chapters have more than 10,000 words. Chongzi spent two days writing them and deleted more than three times the scraps. The status and feeling could not be found. But the difficult part of writing is finally over, and the update rhythm has resumed.