Chapter 306: Immortals and mortals return together
Mr. Sun has seen many caves in his life, some that he entered normally, and some that "visited" abnormally, at least hundreds of them, but none of them touched his heart as much as Sun Huo's house. When he first arrived, Mr. Sun was surprised.
I was surprised that the residence of an immortal cultivator was so exposed on the surface. It was particularly eye-catching when seen from a distance when there were no neighbors around. More importantly, when I got closer, I discovered that this house had no protection at all.
, so that Mr. Sun once wondered whether he had encountered an extremely clever illusion formation or had gone to the wrong place.
Before leaving, Lu Luo only said that Sun Huo would be fine if he let him sleep, but did not explain what happened to cause this. After repeated inspections to confirm that the house was truly undefended, Mr. Sun could only be speechless.
Zhongxian took Sun Huo to the inner room and put him down to sleep, but did not forcefully wake him up.
The waiting time is always so boring, and he doesn't know how long it will take for Sun Huo to wake up. After sitting alone for a while, Mr. Sun naturally thought of visiting this unique Sun residence.
Walking slowly down the corridor, Mr. Sun clearly saw dust accumulation on the doors and windows, silently expressing that the owner here had been away for a long time and had not returned.
Suddenly, he felt sorry for Sun Huo.
The age of early twenties is a good stage of life when one is quick-thinking and full of vitality. He also has the ability to recycle the materials for refining weapons. What would he do if he were replaced by other immortal cultivators? One can imagine that it would definitely be
Divide your money into resources, and then practice hard behind closed doors without paying attention to anything. As long as you are not too lucky to break through the bottleneck, a rapid improvement in your cultivation level is just around the corner, and a teacher who is willing to adjust can become more specialized in a certain field.
There is no need to worry too much about the investment of resources in the research process. However, what did Sun Huo do under his control?
Now, Mr. Sun finally fully understands why Zhang Leiyue hates him so much, and his friends who have been with him for many years finally swear not to meet each other again.
No immortal cultivator has any idea whether he or she can ascend to immortality step by step. When the path to immortality comes to an end, it is nothing but the greatest comfort and pride in life for someone to inherit the inheritance and succeed even better than others.
Tears flowed in the eyes, but they did not fall down after a long time.
Taking a deep breath to calm down, Mr. Sun suddenly waved his hand, and there was a slight sound of wind. Countless cold white airflows surged and turned into a small cyclone, covering the entire house.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Driven by the airflow, all the windows and doors trembled and opened on their own, and the dusty turbid air swarmed out and rushed into the air. After a while, when the cyclone disappeared, the whole house felt like it had come to life.
Like a new look, refreshing and refreshing.
Although strictly speaking, this is definitely a taboo among immortal cultivators for breaking into other people's caves, but because there was no protection and no items containing spiritual energy were found in the spiritual induction, Mr. Sun also deceived himself and others.
Without any scruples, I started to look at each room one by one.
If he hadn't known in advance that this was the residence of an immortal cultivator, Mr. Sun would have thought that he had arrived at a mortal's home. From the air, he could not see the layout of an ordinary immortal cultivator's cave, such as a medicine garden, a secret practice room, an alchemy room, or
There are no weapon refining rooms, etc.
The only place that can be related to immortal cultivators is Sun Huo's study. On a row of shelves against the wall, Mr. Sun saw some books arranged in various sizes, large and small.
Handwritten and rubbings, the paper materials are also different, such as bamboo slips, straw paper, sandalwood paper, etc.
After flipping through it briefly, he found that most of them were secular books, a hodgepodge of books about literacy, arts and learning, miscellaneous histories and biographies. He even saw two thin volumes of Buddhist scriptures sandwiched in them. p>
The other small part is about immortal cultivators, but it is not a book about cultivation, but about the history and legends of the Yunmeng Mountain area, the customs, introductions to the world's spiritual beings, and some information about the great figures of the world, etc.
It’s a hodgepodge mixed together without any classification.
I don’t know if all these books have been read carefully and completely, but it looks like Sun Huo just put them up without sorting them out after getting them. They are a mess and make others feel bad after reading them. No one will do the same.
Coveting is really a useless existence.
In addition, after walking around the whole house, Mr. Sun felt that it was extremely ordinary and low-key. It didn't look like a wealthy family's home. There were no gorgeous decorations, and this style is more and more high-end.
The more obvious the immortal cultivator's cave is, the more amazing it will be to outsiders, thereby invisibly showing off his strength and showing off his personal heritage.
Although it was just an ordinary house built within the sect, the materials used were incomparable to similar houses in the secular world outside. But when Sun Lao first saw it, he did not have that sense of quality, just like
They are from a well-off family with enough food and clothing. They are unremarkable and ordinary. Only when you look at them closely can you know the difference.
What touched Mr. Sun's mood the most was that he saw the existence of the kitchen, and it was not just a symbolic existence made to cater to the layout of an ordinary house.
There are firewood piled neatly aside, waiting to be ignited. In the cold stove at this moment, you can clearly see the black marks of being burned by the fire. Although it is not deep, it also shows that it has been used a certain number of times.
A cultivator who knows magic goes to the kitchen and squats in front of the stove to make a fire to cook. Boil water or do something else? An imaginary picture unconsciously appeared in his mind, which had a big impact on Mr. Sun. It was really subversive.
His noble image and world view of immortal cultivators.
Even after returning to the main hall, Mr. Sun's mind has not completely calmed down. He is just thinking about a question.
How does Sun Huo, a younger generation, view his own identity?
For a long time, although they are of the same clan, immortal cultivators and mortals have been in opposition. The higher the cultivation level, the more complete the separation between the two, just like the superior who was born from the bones despised or even ignored the inferior. But in Sun Huo's case,
The two opposite sides coexist at the same time, and there seems to be no distinction between superior and inferior.
He had no intention of asking Sun Huo face to face, because the answers to such questions were often unclear, and even the person involved might not be able to explain it himself.
Sitting in the guest seat, leaning on the edge of the table with his elbow and stroking the long beard under his chin with one hand, Mr. Sun looked towards the front outside the main hall door. In fact, the pupils of his eyes were a little dilated, and he was not really looking at anything. Because of the previous touch, Mr. Sun's mind at this moment, consciously or unconsciously, imagined the possible life scenes of Sun Huo in a day.
After leaving this house, he should be on duty, dividing money, refining weapons, waiting for his assignments, and dealing with other matters related to immortal cultivators. And when he comes back here, he is a
A young man who is alone in his household has to take care of his own meals, food and clothing, he also knows how to read and write, and he meditates and practices late at night. It is very likely that he sleeps in sometimes. Well, he must be lazy, otherwise why would the bed have a fur bottom, but not
The most commonly used type of meditation is the futon.
In this way, the derivation continued day and night, changing the emotions and emotions added to the conjecture. Mr. Sun felt as if he was getting closer and closer to the answer to the question, as if he was close at hand, but also as if he was far away.
Mr. Sun himself did not realize that as his imagination deepened, the protagonist of his life was changing, and he was gradually replaced by himself. Some past experiences were also mixed into the imaginary scenes, and different scenes were derived.
The ending of history. And these endings gave him a feeling of peace of mind and warmth.
I don't know how long it took, but Sun Laoyi's sitting body suddenly shook, and then a layer of white halo appeared out of thin air and enveloped him. Silently, a thin layer of frost spread quickly from his feet.
In a few breaths, the frost covered all the surfaces of the entire main hall, and even rushed out of the doors and windows to freeze the entire house. A trace of white cold air began to float in the air.
At the same time, Sun Huo, who was sleeping in the bedroom, seemed to feel the coolness and shrank down, but he did not wake up.
The vision only lasted for ten breaths, and the halo suddenly shattered, turning into dots of light and dissipating invisible. The clothes on Mr. Sun's body moved automatically without wind, making a hunting sound, and the aura suddenly released and rose steadily.
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Not only that, but in the sky directly above Sun's house, there was also a five-color vortex strangely appearing, looming.
But the five-color vortex only appeared for a moment and then disappeared. The frost that was freezing and spreading outwards also stopped immediately and quickly retracted inward.
After a while, everything returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened. The only change was that Mr. Sun's ascending aura seemed to have reached a peak and stopped, becoming solidified. p>
The peak of the later stage of foundation building!
As long as you consolidate a little, and try to obtain some means or elixirs to assist breakthroughs, you can start trying to advance to the elixir formation stage. The five-color vortex just now was a precursor to preparing for a breakthrough, but it was stopped on its own. p>
Mr. Sun raised his hands tremblingly and looked at them, as if he was still in a state of disbelief. He slowly covered his face and put it down again, and you could clearly see two shallow water stains on his palms.<
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I cried! I couldn’t hold back the tears!
It was not because I was so excited that I finally had the opportunity to touch the next big level because of my sudden improvement in cultivation, but because I was so excited that I shed tears because of the final scene I had just imagined.
There, Sun Huo improved again and already reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. And by virtue of developing the design drawings of the blood spirit weapon and successfully refining the first blood spirit hammer at the same time, he won the support of more than half of the people.
He successfully succeeded Zhang Leiyue as the head of the Tiangong Hall after he retired. Mr. Sun himself is no longer the helmsman of Wuyun, but Sun Huo has also become his last closed disciple.
At this moment, he and Zhang Leiyue stood side by side on the wind boat, hiding their whereabouts, smiling and looking at the crowd-filled venue below. There, their common disciple and another elite disciple whose appearance could not be seen appeared at the same time.
After boarding one of the arenas and taking his position, Sun Huo suddenly raised his right hand and shouted to everyone: "We must win!"
"The Sword Trial Conference, Game 1 of the fourth round of Group A, begins!"
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For a long time, the person remained motionless like a sculpture.
"So, cultivating immortality is just a way to make a living, nothing more than that, nothing more than that..."
After muttering to himself, Mr. Sun finally stood up and stretched his hands and feet slightly. At the same time, he also wiped his face. He saw a pair of old eyes that were getting deeper and deeper, and there was an invisible calmness - an extremely unmoved look.
Breath.
Suddenly, a cold light flashed in Mr. Sun's eyes, and he saw a blue light flying towards him through the patio.
Naturally, he raised his right hand to make a grasping gesture, and the blue light was like a baby swallow returning to its nest and holding it in the palm of his hand, turning into a hazy mist ball.
After hesitating for a moment, he still extended his left index finger to poke into it, closed his eyes and let out his spiritual thoughts to feel and receive the information.
Not long after, the fog ball began to deform and twist, and soon disintegrated without a trace.
Stepping into the courtyard, Mr. Sun took out a transmission note, whispered a few words with a somewhat lonely expression, then raised his hand and threw it into the air, and it turned into a ray of fire and disappeared.
Although the previous five-color vortex only appeared for a moment, it was still noticed by the above. Just now, Mr. Sun received a message from a member of the Presbyterian Council. In addition to congratulating him for touching the threshold of breakthrough, he also said that in view of his
If you have worked hard in the past and achieved great results, you can ask the sect for assistance in breaking through. In the end, the sect will discuss and decide what can be provided.
After all, if we can successfully add one more monks at the Dan Formation stage, it will still be of great help to the overall strength of the sect. In addition, for individuals, the benefits are obvious. If nothing else, this alone can bring more
No one can refuse an offer of double their lifespan of more than 200 years, especially those who are approaching their twilight years like Mr. Sun. Who else has a desire to survive that can be as strong and crazy as theirs, and they will fight to the death
Try to take this step.
If this good thing happened one day earlier, Mr. Sun couldn't say whether he would be so happy that he couldn't find anything to do with it, but now he was calm and politely declined the reward.
He didn't believe that the second master would kindly watch his disobedient self successfully advance and not use other hands and feet to secretly suppress him during the breakthrough process. Even if he really had all the available auxiliary means in place, he would use his declining energy to
God and his decayed physical body have almost no chance of crossing this hurdle. Since the results can be foreseen, why bother to create more details to arouse more suspicions above and make the near future more and more uncontrollable. "Whether it's longevity or longevity, it doesn't matter anymore."
Shaking his head, as if all his thoughts were shaken out of his mind, Mr. Sun took a few steps back and sat down directly on the steps in front of the main hall. He did not assume the most serious cultivation posture, so slowly
Closing his eyes, wisps of white air gradually came out of his body and soon enveloped his whole body into a ball, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
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