After reaching the age of 90, Wu Chong was finally no longer affected by distracting thoughts. He could feel that the unknown world was subtly affecting him, like radiation. According to the traditional understanding of immortality, he should have entered the Mahayana stage now.
The greatest characteristic of Mahayana monks is that they can suppress distracting thoughts. Except for the physical body, their consciousness and soul have begun to absorb the energy of the fairy world.
Wu Chong did not feel the energy of the fairy world.
No one in the unknown world he sensed paid attention to him. He didn't see any of the things like attracting immortal envoys to the Immortal Platform. Apart from the influence that was passively escaping, there was nothing else. It was like a welded iron door.
Not to mention infusing energy, there was not even a gap left. However, this situation had been expected by Wu Chong.
There is nothing easy about cultivation, except for the door to flying!
Haven't you been able to chisel one out yourself?
Without the influence of other thoughts, Wu Chong felt at ease physically and mentally, and finally no longer had to sit in the middle.
"The progress has slowed down. Has my body begun to adapt to the power of the interlayer of 'He Dao'?" Wu Chong glanced at the 90 data on the panel and stood up.
It's time to exit.
At this point, he finally no longer had to care about anyone's eyes. It was time to return to Black Wind City and create his own rules.
After taking one step out and settling down again, his figure appeared in Black Wind City like a ghost.
Many years have passed since he disappeared in seclusion. During the time when he disappeared, the secret room in seclusion still maintained its previous appearance, and even the potholes destroyed by Wu Chong at that time remained unchanged.
On the periphery, the Dragon King and the Lord, who had taken the last step, were guarding here.
Xiao Fan, Yan Shijiu and others returned to the material world.
Wu Chong stopped, frowned slightly, and then stepped forward and disappeared into the spirit world again. On the edge, the Dragon King and the Lord guarding the entrance stood up at the same time and looked at the place where Wu Chong disappeared.
When Wu Chong left just now, he did not hide his aura, so they sensed it.
"It's Brother Wu."
"It seems that I have gone to the material world."
The two quickly locked their positions and then left the spirit world. They were staying here just to wait for Wu Chong. Now that the principals are back, there is no need to continue to stay.
material world.
The main palace of Jinghai City in Daqi.
This place has become a hereditary place for Wu Chong. Members of the royal family of Qi Kingdom in the past dynasties would come here to pay homage. Its status is similar to that of a holy place.
But today, everything is quiet in the Holy Land.
No one dared to make any noise, as if they were afraid of disturbing someone.
In the main bedroom, all the core of Jinhai City are located here.
Lian Xing, who failed to break through the transformation into gods, began to age. Once a cultivator begins to age, his aura will decay very quickly. This little girl who followed Wu Chong all the way will finally be unable to hold on. The monks who transform into gods will live for thousands of years.
, that is, without experiencing any disasters or catastrophes, just as ordinary people can theoretically live up to 150 years old, how many people can actually live to be 150 years old.
"Uncle Master, please hold on a little longer, as long as Master comes back."
Yan Shijiu half-knelt in front of the bed, his eyes a little sour.
Wu Chong rescued him that day and transformed him into a god. Although he was trapped in the Daqi spiritual world, he no longer had to be troubled by Shou Yuan. It was a kind of alternative immortality. He was sent away many years later.
He has known many descendants, but his heart has long been numb. When he looks at those descendants now, it is like looking at strangers. But Lianxing is different. In Yan Jiujiu’s memory, the junior uncle is very
His relatives have been with him for a long time.
When you live to this age, there are fewer and fewer elderly people around you, and each one of them is a relative who cannot be let go.
He finally understood why those gods and demons cut off love and desire.
Most people really can't bear this feeling of being lonely step by step.
"Yes, as long as the boss comes back, there will definitely be a solution." Green Snake Jing and several other old brothers from Black Wind Village are also here.
All of them know the relationship between Lian Xing and Wu Chong.
I also understand what Lian Xing means to Wu Chong, and it may be his last trace of family affection. If Lian Xing dies, the future boss may become more and more indifferent, slowly forgetting the concept of 'feelings'
Planting things becomes like those clay statues on the altar, without desires or desires.
"Don't worry, he won't be dead for a while."
Lianxing was lying on the bed, her smile still the same as in her memory.
It's just that his face looks much older.
She lost her mind when she smiled, and she began to reminisce
Recalling the days when he was in the twenty-eight states, his dream was to create a martial arts holy land, become the second palace master himself, and leave the position of the first palace master to his elder brother. She even thought of a name, so she called him
Yihua Palace.
I just don’t know why, but the eldest brother strongly opposed it after hearing the name, and the Yihua Palace was not successfully established until the end. Later, they separated, and when they saw the eldest brother, they were in a hurry, as if there was something there.
A threat to his life and safety.
Getting stronger along the way.
Become stronger again
"My eldest brother at that time was always so careful and had to dig several caves for retreat." Lianxing said minding his own business.
I don't know who I'm talking to.
"I always feel that someone will harm him, but he is so strong, who can harm him."
As he spoke, Lianxing fell into memories again.
When people get old, they just like to reminisce.
Lian Xing had so many memories in his life that he couldn't even count them. When he recalled them, he often couldn't get back to his senses for several days.
"What are you thinking about?"
After Wu Chong returned to Black Wind City, he immediately sensed the situation here, and his figure appeared in the room as soon as he moved.
No one else had reacted yet. It wasn't until Mahou shouted that the others suddenly came out of their daze.
"The boss!"
"Master."
Everyone looked excited. For these people, Wu Chong was already their spiritual support. In their cognition
"I'm thinking about Yihua Palace."
Lian Xing felt his hand being pulled and recovered from the memory.
"Yihua Palace?"
Wu Chong didn't think about it for a while, after all, it had been a long time ago for him.
"Brother, you are still the same as before, you haven't changed at all."
Looking at Wu Chong who was exactly the same as in her memory, Lian Xing's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness. She didn't want her eldest brother to see her old appearance, but the years were ruthless and she couldn't reverse it.
"You won't change, because I'm here."
A ball of light emerged from Wu Chong's palm, and the white-hot light spread along his palm and into Lian Xing's body.
'Youth stays forever!'
The power of Wudao was activated instantly. Lianxing, who was originally chicken-skinned and white-haired, actually changed under the influence of this power. The loose skin filled up again, and the white hair on his head turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Even those eyes have returned to their lively appearance again.
“Rejuvenation?!
"
Everyone behind him had never seen this scene before, and they all exclaimed in surprise. Even the Dragon King and Lord, who had just arrived after hearing the news, were shocked, and looked at Wu Chong with even more awe.