The matter of Yangshou is still far away. If the magic power is about to exceed three hundred years, and some things are prepared to overcome the tribulation, the soul can be dissolved at any time.

As long as you survive it, your life span can be increased to a maximum of three hundred years, and your magic power can be cultivated to a maximum of five hundred years.

As Yang lives more than three hundred years, he has to survive the decay of his physical body.

If the magic power is about to exceed five hundred years, there will be another great disaster, which is also the first of the three disasters that will cause immortality.

Yang Jian and others were very tight-lipped about the specific "three disasters". Liu Qiao only made vague guesses and did not know everything.

As for aliens, they are different from humans. Five hundred years of human practice is at least equivalent to three thousand years of alien practice.

It is mainly a different kind of practice, rolling and grinding needles, extremely slow, but it is just a waste of time to live a long life.

Like a dragon with a beard and a tiger, it has already awakened its spirit. After practicing for 1,200 years, it can only accumulate magic power for 300 years. This is because it has eaten a lot of people before, so it can be considered fast.

A person like Chang Long, who ate a fairy fruit at birth and another fairy fruit at the end, and cultivated a thousand years of magic power at the age of more than 700 years, is almost considered a scorpion among the monsters, and is unique.

Chang Long's lifespan is three times that of a human body, but because of this, he has already survived two disasters with swords and one disaster of fire before he lived to be 700 years old.

The two sword attacks were both external calamities. The first time he was chased by Tianlaizi and he escaped by escaping into the Central Plains. The second time he was in a coma, his energy was low, and he was almost killed by Liu Qiao.

During an internal calamity, when I was refining my qi, my whole body suddenly burst into flames. It was the fire of ignorance and formless fire, scorching my magic power and trying to burn my internal organs.

He almost turned his body into ashes, but Chang Long finally got over it and used it to practice Kuishui Taoism.

As for how he got through it, Liu Qiao asked him many times before, but Chang Long also kept it secret and couldn't explain clearly. He just had a look of fear on his face.

It can be seen from this that the gods, humans, demons, ghosts, and all the extraordinary and saintly beings in Zhoutian are not as carefree as ordinary people imagine.

At least the disaster cannot be overcome, the life span cannot be extended, and sooner or later the life span will be exhausted. The disaster cannot be avoided, the body will die at any time, and not even ashes will be left.

In addition, there are calamities caused by swords and weapons, diseases caused by the eight sufferings, and various external calamities.

The so-called "good fortune" true immortals are not disaster-free, but they have deep merit and no external disasters. The three disasters and eight internal disasters still have to be overcome.

"Since immortals and demons have disasters, the divine ones must also have disasters. In this way, becoming a god is not safe. The gods may not all be seeking titles..." Liu Qiao had a lot of thoughts in his mind.

Qi practitioners are subject to disasters and calamities, but there is no reason for gods to avoid disasters and disasters. Otherwise, if everyone is rushing to become gods, who will cultivate immortality?

But these things were limited to the fact that Liu Qiao's enlightenment was too shallow and he was not yet at the top of the Three Realms. No one would tell him, and no one could guess these secrets.

"No wonder Master said it was impossible for me to become an immortal... No wonder the Great Immortal of Jiejiao in Han Cave returned to ruins... No wonder Tianwu Great Sage and Shengyi Ancestor died one after another..."

Among the three realms, the only one who can live forever and be the same as the emperor is the true immortal.

But even the twelve immortal heads of Yuxu have at least 1,500 years of magic power.

He has not yet achieved the true immortality, and that step is like a chasm in the sky, which makes people despair.

I just don’t know how many years the twelve uncles who have lived for thousands of years have left to live?

In the end, how many of them can prove to be true immortals and become equal to the world?

But at least a few people should die in the end...accompanied by hundreds of supremely talented seniors in the Kowloon Golden Tower.

In the Nine Dragons Golden Palace in Kunlun, there are hundreds of immortal platforms, all of which are filled with Taoist charms. Their owners were all extremely talented at the time.

They should all be the true disciples accepted by the leader from ancient times to the present.

In the past, Liu Qiao was ignorant and thought that these "predecessors" had already transcended and left, so they were silent and unknown in the three realms.

But now, there are some vague guesses as to where these "senior" masters have gone...

…

Kunlun, Yuxu Palace.

In the past, the fairy palace was full of rays of sunshine and auspiciousness, but today it has returned to silence, showing no signs of atmosphere, just like an ordinary Taoist temple.

In the palace, the ten thousand feet of Dharma disappeared without knowing when, and only the infinite Tao rhyme on the lotus seat still existed.

…

In the Kowloon Golden Tower, on top of the central Dharma platform, a middle-aged Taoist with a face like a full moon and three locks of long beard suddenly appeared.

He is neither tall nor strong, has an ordinary figure and face, does not wear a hat, and wears ordinary clothes.

It's so ordinary that it seems like I've seen "him" once, but when I look back, I can't remember what "him" looks like.

It is as if the formless "Tao" manifests into a human form out of thin air.

The Taoist stood with his hands behind his back, stroking Jade Ruyi in his hand, looking expressionlessly at the hundreds of stone platforms in the Kowloon Golden Tower, where the Taoist spirit was ethereal.

His eyes were deep, as if there were endless passages of time, and the spring and autumn seemed to have stopped at this moment.

In a trance, the surroundings are thousands of miles away, silent and the void is changing.

Everything seems to go back in time and stop at a certain moment in ancient times, in a certain time and space.

On the high platform, there is a Dharma image ten thousand feet tall, with clouds thirty thousand feet tall and thousands of golden lotuses floating up and down.

The surrounding mountains are surrounded by towering ancient trees and exotic beasts and cranes flying everywhere, but it is still primitive and barbaric, with clear and turbid conditions beginning to settle.

Under the stage, there was a bustling crowd, with more than a hundred people noisy and noisy. At the same time, everyone sat down in classes to listen to the lecture, some wearing animal skin skirts, topless, or hair tied with straw stalks.

On the stage, the ten-thousand-foot-long Dharma minister preached the Three Vehicles, pointing directly at the path and fruit of Hunyuan. Under the altar, more than a hundred immortals and saints concentrated on enlightenment.

The Dharma Buddha on the stage suddenly felt something, and seemed to be looking at each other with the middle-aged Taoist after an infinite amount of time.

In an instant, Wan Zhang Fa Xiang knew the past and the future, and looked at the hundreds of disciples surrounded by Tao Yun. His face was expressionless, and only a trace of inexplicable sadness appeared in his eyes.

"You are me, but the future cannot be seen now, and I don't want to know what the future will be like... This is my time and space, get out!" Wan Zhang Dharma proudly waved his jade as he wished, covering everything.

In an instant, endless time passed, and the surroundings were restored to their original state again.

The middle-aged Taoist still stood with his hands behind his back at the Nine Dragons Golden Tower, where Dharma Master Wan Zhang once sat and preached.

As in the past, the bleak autumn wind blew by, showing loneliness.

Under the stage, more than a hundred stone platforms were empty, covered with spider webs and dust.

The Taoist suddenly turned his head, looked through the void, and looked at Wan Zhangfa, who was also sitting on the altar in a fairy palace thousands of miles away.

The overseas dharma minister sighed, and the inexplicable voice traveled thousands of miles, and only these two people could hear it: "Brother Tao, in this endless time and space, apart from me and the Supreme Being, there is only you..."

Above the sky, in the Eight Scenery Palace of Xuandu City, the same Dharma form of Wanzhang also smiled inexplicably, with a hint of exclamation in the smile.

The Taoist shook his head. After being silent for a long time, he raised his head and said, "There will always be someone among us, among these countless sentient beings..."

Immediately, the body shape disappeared with the wind, and in the Yuxu Palace, the immortal light and auspicious energy rose again, and the ten thousand-foot-long Dharma image sat on the lotus platform, making no sound anymore.

The overseas Dharma minister also sighed and said nothing. After a long while, an inexplicable Taoist voice came: "After this life, I will escape from the universe and transform into nothingness on the sand of Hengdu. What does Taoist brother Xuandu think..."

In the Eight Views Palace, there was no response and no sound.

However, in Yuxu Palace, a voice came out and continued: "I'm leaving too. The world of tangible things and qualities is too boring..."

…………

Xiqi, Prime Minister's Mansion, in a quiet room.

"If I remember correctly, the next step is the Ten Jue Formation..." Liu Qiao carefully recalled the movies and TV series he watched in his previous life.

Not like Nezha and others, after repelling Grand Master Wen, they set off to Nanshan, where they all played freely and carefree.

Liu Qiao had some memories from later generations, and some guesses about what would happen next, and he had no intention of playing around.

The Ten Jue Formation is so powerful that even if the twelve immortals enter the formation, if they are unprepared, they will die.

It is necessary to send someone with magical power into the formation in advance to die once, so that the fierce and evil energy in the formation can be released, and then the twelve immortals can break it calmly.

If Liu Qiao remembers correctly, Han Dulong and Xue Ehu were on the list in this formation.

Ordinarily, it turns out that there is a certain number of people who can break the formation, so Liu Qiao doesn't need to worry at all.

But now that Liu Qiao himself is a variable, it is difficult to say who should go to the sacrifice array.

After all, the masters of Han Dulong and Xue Ehu are Tao Xing Tianzun, and their backstage is much tougher than Liu Qiao.

Although these two people will be on the list sooner or later, they currently don't have much credit. Being on the list tonight means they have the opportunity to make more contributions.

Putting it into perspective, if Liu Qiao was the Taoist Heavenly Lord, he would definitely hope that his disciple would be on the list later, or at least increase his status as a god.

Among Jiang Shang's disciples, the ones with magical powers are Liu Qiao and Longxuhu.

If they were all used to sacrifice the formation, it would be somewhat suspected of bullying Jiang Shang's lineage, but if one was used to sacrifice the formation, Jiang Shang would not be able to say anything.

Although according to Liu Qiao's estimation, it would most likely be a dragon-bearded tiger, this matter is not safe. There is at least a half chance that it will be him.

So this is an immediate disaster. If one operation is not good, it will be on the list. Huangting Daoguo, everything will be over.

As for the task of compiling the "Bit Map of Immortal Industry", this is not enough to be used as a talisman.

After being on the list, you can still compile catalogues. After all, after Bai Jian is on the list, you can also introduce the saints.

Liu Qiao is not afraid of not being on the list, but the main reason is that he has been paddling until now, and his only achievement is to destroy four generals.

If you are on the list early, you will be afraid that God will be inferior to you, and it will be miserable if you meet an enemy with a higher status than yourself in the future.

After thinking hard for a long time, I still can't figure out a way to break the situation, so I can only take one step at a time.

I comfort myself in my heart, as long as I can be on the list and become a god, I will be satisfied. At least I can work in a career and live forever.

Liu Qiao got up and walked out of the quiet room. He saw Longxuhu sitting outside the door silently and Wuji dozing off.
To be continued...