(You’ve heard enough congratulations these days, right? Are you still not tired of hearing them?)
If it’s what you said, you won’t get tired of it no matter how much you listen to it.)
Wu Jie couldn't help but laugh after writing such a disgusting sentence. But his smile quickly solidified on his face and turned into a hint of melancholy.
(I have some things that must be done here. I will go see you after I finish them.)
The Yang Shen True Immortal born from the furnace will inevitably have many things, I understand. You don’t have to be so anxious, anyway, the connection between us will not be broken. When I also achieve immortality, we can be together forever.)
(well forever)
(I’m going to practice, so you should go and do it too. There must be many people waiting for you. Don’t let them wait too long.
(Take care and don't worry.)
(Why am I in a hurry? You think too much, bye-)
Yin Shuang opened her eyes, with a smile on her face.
But her smile was soon replaced by melancholy, and she looked at the stone wall in front of her, silent.
She has been practicing in seclusion for some time, but she still cannot see her progress.
Ever since she entered the realm of gods, her progress has suddenly stalled. No matter whether she practiced hard or received guidance from her master, there was no obvious effect. She was like a shrub that had grown to its limit, although it was still sprouting branches.
, but will no longer grow taller.
Yin Shuang was very worried about this situation, but her master Ning Hua Zhenxian was not worried. Instead, he was very tolerant.
"Disciple, it only took you less than eight hundred years from the time you entered Taoism to the time you reached the realm of immortals, without falling into reincarnation. Such a fast speed, not to mention our Purple Lightning Sword Sect, even in dozens of nearby worlds, are all
The undisputed number one person. When I was a teacher, it took him almost three thousand years to reach the realm of immortals - just like that, he has already been praised for his rapid progress."
"But……"
"Your speed is already fast enough. It will not do you any good to keep trying to be faster. In contrast, it is better to calm down, lay a good foundation, and prepare for future improvement."
"But during this period of time, the disciple has hardly seen the effects of cultivation..."
"Of course, going from the realm of flying immortals to the realm of gods is a huge improvement, but what follows is a huge change. Situations like yours are rare. There are about one or two among thousands of people.
But in my life as a teacher, I have seen a lot—
"This is the benefit of living a long life." Zhenxian Hua Ning smiled and said, "Don't worry, as long as you practice with patience, this situation can be gradually alleviated in as little as twenty or thirty years, or as long as more than a hundred years. But
If you get impatient because of this, it will only lengthen the time."
Yin Shuang had no choice but to go back and continue practicing.
"It has been more than thirty years since I broke through to the immortal realm. When will I be able to get through this blank period and continue to improve my cultivation?"
In the quiet room, the strongest swordsman of the younger generation of the Purple Lightning Sword Sect, who kills people without blinking an eye, has a frown on his face.
"It takes ten years to prepare for the Immortality Ceremony?" Wu Jie was startled and looked at Bai Jin dumbfounded, "Uncle, are you just making fun of me? It's just a ceremony, gathering everyone together to have a meal and drink.
Can't we just tell a joke, give some encouragement from senior, and show our loyalty? In my opinion, ten days and a half are enough. How come it takes ten years just to prepare?"
Bai Jin was amused by his statement and couldn't help laughing: "It seems like your way of thinking hasn't changed yet."
"A way to think about the problem?"
"Yes, you are already an immortal immortal now. As long as no accidents happen, you will live the same life for ten thousand years or a hundred thousand years. Why care about just ten years?" Bai Jin said with a smile, "There are many true immortals.
, just practicing in seclusion will take thousands of years... You must change your thinking as soon as possible and get used to this attitude of life that does not take time seriously."
Wu Jie was silent for a while and let out a long breath.
Only then did he realize that he was already a True Immortal of the Yang God with endless longevity, and time was no longer a problem for him.
Spending ten years preparing for a celebration will definitely be considered nonsense if you have not yet achieved immortality. But from the perspective of an immortal, it is reasonable.
It's just time. What he lacks most now is time.
"So, is there anything you need me to do?" he asked.
Bai Jin shook his head: "You have just become Yang Shen, so you might as well stay in seclusion for ten years, take a good rest and recuperate, and be prepared to deal with troubles."
"Trouble? What trouble?"
"Zhifei, don't you think that the Immortality Ceremony is just a peaceful celebration?" Bai Jin sneered, "Our Yujing sect has not produced a true immortal of Yangshen in the past 50,000 years, but in this thousand years
, you and I have become Yang Gods one after another. When the Immortality Ceremony is held, I am afraid that those sects who come to the banquet will test us."
"What? Making trouble at other people's celebrations? Didn't their parents teach them any manners?"
"Etiquette and other matters also depend on who is right. If a sect has not produced the Yang Shen True Immortal for 50,000 years, it can be seen that its popularity has gradually declined and gone downhill. In this case, two people have appeared in succession within a thousand years.
The true immortals of Yang Shen all ascended from the lower world..." Bai Jin shook his head, "Zhifei, if it were you, what would you think?"
"I would think that they may have used some method with great consequences to spawn two parallel imports." Wu Jie replied expressionlessly.
"That's right." Bai Jin waved his hand with a sneer on his face, "Whether a sect can be sustainable, the cultivation efficiency of Yangshen True Immortal is the most obvious evidence. Not to mention that a big sect like our Yujing Sect, even those ordinary people
The small sect will be able to produce a Yang Shen True Immortal within at least 10,000 to 20,000 years...if it has not been born for 50,000 years, the sect must have a big problem, don't you think so?"
"Yes, a fatal question."
"Although we all know that there is actually no problem with the Yujing Sect, it's just bad luck. It's bad luck. For fifty thousand years, generations of inner disciples have failed to attack the critical barrier of life and death. This kind of bad luck happens occasionally.
There will be." Bai Jin smiled bitterly, "But will others believe it?"
"I wouldn't believe it either." Wu Jie sighed.
"Yes, so they will definitely try to get us to take action during the celebration. They will test our true abilities and see if we are parallel imports." Bai Jin sighed and patted Wu Jie on the shoulder, "Masters from various factions in the wilderness are like
Yun, if you and I don't prepare well, we may suffer a loss when the time comes. Not only will we become the laughing stock, but our sect's face will also be completely lost..."
Wu Jie nodded, thought for a moment, and asked: "So...if you take action, do you need to control the intensity?"
Bai Jin smiled, but there was something sinister in his smile: "You and I are both people who have been in charge of a sect. If someone makes trouble at our sect's celebration, what will you do?"
Without waiting for Wu Jie to answer, he burst out laughing. The laughter was not like a human voice, but was as sonorous as the sound of a sword.
"In the past, when I was in Kyushu, I once wrote a poem that said, 'As the White Emperor of Xijin, I am respected as the best in the world.' At that time, many people had objections to my poem. Do you know how I negotiated with them?
"
"With a sword?"
"Haha, if you're right, if you have any objections, let's speak with a sword."
Bai Jin looked up to the sky and smiled, turning into sword light and disappearing in an instant, but his laughter echoed in the air.
"Only those who can catch my sword are qualified to offer opinions."
Wu Jie watched the sword light go away, remained silent for a moment, and couldn't help but laugh.
At the Immortality Ceremony ten years later, it seems that a fight between dragons and tigers will be inevitable.
But... he really wanted to see if any of the sects who came to provoke him with malicious intentions could win him and Platinum?
Bai Jin is a genius swordsman from Baidi Pavilion. He is often mentioned by people even after he has ascended for thousands of years. Bai Hai often laments that if Patriarch Bai Jin were here, Hande would definitely hit his head on the iron plate and smash him to pieces.
When Wu Jie ascended, Baidi Pavilion had been rebuilt under the auspices of Bai Hai. After many turmoils, there were only four Baidi Seven Swordsmen left, including the four elders, and Changsun Wu also contributed a lot. But Baidi Pavilion, after all,
The talent was withered, so instead of rebuilding the Feitian Mountain on the original site, they found a geomantic treasure land in the mountains of Western Shu and built a mountain gate that didn't look very distinctive.
Similar ones include Chixia and Jinshan sects.
The Chixia Sect is still rebuilding in the Chixia Valley in the south. This valley is truly supernatural. The fire vein below is endless. Although it was destroyed when the Demon Sect attacked the mountain last time, Wu Jie discovered the fire vein after sneaking into the underground to investigate.
It has been resurrected, and with a little guidance it has regained its former glory.
The situation of the Jinshan Sect is a little special. The techniques of this lineage were originally close to Buddhism. Lu Tao, a Baigui Sanren, later meditated quietly and finally made up his mind to dispel the "Buddha is the Tao" mentality, restore his true nature of Buddhism, and lead
His disciples joined the Buddhist sect.
Qingyang Temple, Baidi Pavilion, Chixia Valley, Jinshan Temple, the Taoism of the Five Sons of the Holy Mountain in the past, except for the black soil lineage that completely fell, the other four have reappeared in the world.
During those hundreds of years, Wu Jie also ushered in many challengers. But even if he lowered his cultivation level, even to the level of about one level of Huan Dan, few people could fight with him.
However, when he was in the Kyushu Realm, there were still opponents who were on par with him, and there were even people like the Abandoned Swordsman who were stronger than him. But after his ascension, in all these years, he has never encountered someone of the same level.
Under this, he can defeat the strong ones who can defeat him.
He is not afraid of provocation, on the contrary, he is looking forward to it.
Anyone who dares to cause trouble at the Immortal Ceremony must have extraordinary abilities. Perhaps among them, there will be someone as powerful as him.
Of course...perhaps, this is just an extravagant hope. As far as he knows, among the nearby sects, there does not seem to be a particularly powerful Yang Shen True Immortal.
"I hope I can meet a decent opponent in this Immortality Ceremony..."
Wu Jie smiled, turned around and walked back to the cave.
