I once asked Master, the existence of Ziwei is the finishing touch for China to find the dragon and help the master of China.
So what is the purpose of personal practice?
Master smiled and pointed to the sky, and told me simply and clearly: "Ask the immortal, your life span will be equal to that of heaven."
This is what Master taught me, and it is what I am pursuing now.
I followed the same path that Master took back then, from being a direct disciple to being a young master, until I took over Ziwei.
I began to recruit disciples, taught them how to practice, gradually delegated my authority, and devoted myself to studying the way of heaven and realizing myself.
Soon, fifteen years passed and I turned fifty.
Over fifty years old, he is already approaching old age in this mortal world.
Marry a wife and have children, and your children and grandchildren will be happy.
But on the road of spiritual practice, fifty years is just a blink of an eye.
With my state of mind, my lifespan is more than two hundred years old, just a little more.
At the age of sixty, I entered the seventeenth level of martial arts, fully understood the way of heaven, and became a peerless genius in the words of my master.
I thought I could accept the tempering of thunder calamity calmly like my master, wash away my mortal body, and achieve the supreme immortal body.
But I never expected that I would successfully survive the thunderstorm but still stay in the human world.
Wild wind, storm, rain, lightning and thunder.
I lay on the rock with my clothes in tatters and covered in blood, crying and laughing, going crazy and crazy.
I failed, defeated by the lack of creation energy in the world.
The surrounding environment is collapsing, cracking inch by inch, and turning into nothingness.
I seem to have returned to the "starting point of my life", that endless frontier desert.
The master is no longer there, replaced by a tall woman wearing green clothes.
She was holding a long sword that was all black, her eyes were cold, and murderous intent emerged.
"Xiyue." I stared at her and murmured with my lips.
The last ray of creation energy between heaven and earth was divided into six parts, scattered across the six meridians of China, forming the soul of the earth.
If I want to wash away the mortal flesh and bones, I must gather the energy of creation.
The woman in front of me, as the headmaster of Kunlun, has gone through the same eighteen levels of immortal martial arts as me. She is blocking my way forward.
"Jiuyang, as long as I, Xiyue, don't die, you will never become an immortal." Her face was expressionless, and her body was defeated.
It's like this endless yellow sand, standing on a high place and flowing freely.
"You are reincarnating to avoid my obstruction, so why not if I accompany you to reincarnate?"
"Life after life, as long as I am with you, you will never be able to reach out to Kunlun."
"In the next life, no matter where you are, I will be able to sense your presence with this drop of soul blood."
Her voice echoed in my ears, and scarlet blood fell on my eyebrows.
Hot as fire, fleeting.
I watched her "dissolute the physical body" and reincarnate her soul.
And my body is also separating.
Angry, unwilling, but unable to do anything.
"Chirp."
A sonorous and powerful cry came from the sky. I raised my head dullly, and in a trance, I saw a big bird in the blazing fire soaring in the air.
Golden eyes, colorful tail feathers, light body and fluffy feathers.
It flew very fast, landed in an instant, and came towards me.
The overwhelming fire wave burned my half-disabled body, but strangely I couldn't feel any pain.
As I looked at it, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"call."
It opened its mouth, and while I was cursing in horror that my eyes were about to burst, it swallowed my soul that was about to escape on the spot.
It was also at that moment that the memories I was missing came to mind.
I recognized its appearance and where that familiarity came from.
He is Suning.
...
At the bottom of the Demon Killing Pond, Jiuyang's body was sitting cross-legged and trembling.
