No matter which era, there will always be outstanding monks who stand out, stand out from the crowd, and shine in the entire starry sky.
Qingxuan is such an amazing guy.
Born into a royal family, he was the eldest son of the great ancestor. He was praised by stars as soon as he was born. He grew up with the expectations of countless people and was destined to become an emperor among men in the future.
He also lived up to other people's expectations.
Demonstrate extremely high intelligence and talent.
He has a photographic memory, poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting at his fingertips, and before the age of twelve he has become a famous poet far and wide.
With his handsome appearance, he immediately became the dream man of all the waiting women across the country.
"Poems and small ways are of no use to the country." One day Qingxuan resolutely tore up the poems and paintings he had written since then, and turned to studying the art of the latitude and longitude of heaven and earth to assist Gaozu in handling political affairs.
Nuo Da's dynasty was well organized and prosperous.
The country is strong, has no internal worries, and external enemies are timid and surrender.
Under his light, those brothers had no qualifications to compete for the throne.
That year, he was full of energy and stood at the pinnacle of worldly power.
But when he was fifteen years old, he saw his father, the most powerful person in the world in his mind, groveling in front of a young man, completely devoid of any imperial majesty.
His cognition collapsed.
"Father, who is he? He deserves to be treated like this!" Qingxuan was furious and wanted to maintain the dignity of the royal family.
But his father, who was extremely kind and had never shown any dissatisfaction with him, showed an unprecedented rage and slapped him hard.
He was beaten until his mouth was full of blood and he was in a miserable state.
Not only that, his father even forced him to kneel down and apologize to the young man.
If you are not forgiven, you will never get up.
That day he realized that there was something in this world that was above the imperial power and beyond the reach of secular power.
"It turns out that there are immortals in this world."
Qingxuan killed his father and nineteen younger brothers.
Blood stained the palace hall red.
He gave away the entire country in exchange for an opportunity to cultivate immortality, became a true disciple of a large sect, and officially embarked on the road to immortality.
Qingxuan's qualifications are still dazzling, he is like a child of luck, and he has extremely rare heavenly spiritual roots.
Cultivation is not difficult for him at all.
One year to build the foundation.
Three years of golden elixir.
Ten years of Nascent Soul.
With rapid progress along the way, Qingxuan became the most dazzling genius monk of that era. Almost every senior he met would praise him and think that he had the appearance of becoming an immortal, except for a certain guy who was also famous for his genius.
That guy was hateful, equally dazzling and extraordinary, but his words were full of disdain and contempt for Qingxuan. Whenever he was in front of that person, Qingxuan felt very uncomfortable.
It was as if he had been seen through.
Even the woman Qingxuan loved was taken away by that guy.
One such dazzling person is enough in an era.
How can there be brightness when there is beauty?
Qingxuan secretly laid a plan to kill the man, but unexpectedly the man went with a Taoist companion. In the end, he just killed the woman and left the man severely injured and escaped.
But that was enough. The man was holding the Taoist companion's corpse and was in agony. From then on, he fell into despair and completely lost his ability to compete with Qingxuan.
That woman is dead.
It didn't cause many waves in Qingxuan's heart.
Just a woman.
If you want to become an immortal, you shouldn't be disturbed by such unnecessary emotions and distractions.
Since then, Qingxuan has made rapid progress, collecting various elixirs to refine breakthrough elixirs, searching for famous mountains, rivers, heavens and earth, and secret places to practice magical powers and techniques, and his realm has continued to improve.
Looking back, time has passed and things have changed.
And he has already reached the pinnacle of mortal life.
Enjoying the admiration and respect of countless monks.
Qingxuan was also very satisfied.
No matter what he does, he must do his best and achieve the ultimate. Now he is the most powerful monk in the world, and he will also become the most powerful immortal in the future.
It was all planned very beautifully.
But the reality is not satisfactory.
He began to look for a way to ascend, but the words left by his predecessors in all the ancient books warned future generations not to ascend at will, but to be fully prepared.
So he began to prepare.
While looking for spiritual objects that can assist in ascension.
While exploring the caves of the sages' ruins, I hope to find more reliable guidance.
He is still confident.
Thinking that you can easily ascend when you are ready.
But...how much does it mean to be ready?
Preparation is never enough.
He collected and robbed too many treasures, including talismans, arrays, pills, magic weapons, demon pets, all kinds of treasures, all of which were coveted treasures.
He even practiced every method to the extreme.
But the stronger a person is, the more he feels his insignificance.
His self-confidence is vulnerable to the mighty power of heaven and earth.
He didn't even find any examples of successful ascension in the books.
So he was so high-spirited that he finally felt scared.
If the ascension fails, everything he owns will be lost.
At that time, he had lived for three thousand years.
I don't know when he started to learn to protect himself prudently, put aside his pride, stole books from various major sects incognito, and even tried the heretical methods that he once looked down upon.
And in the process, he finally found clues about ascension.
So he came into contact with a strange organization in which all members wore golden robes.
This organization is very secretive.
But it has great power.
It is said that this organization has a method for people to ascend absolutely safely.
Qingxuan joined the Golden Robe Organization without hesitation.
But if you join this organization, you will be forcibly brainwashed, and your memory and self-will will be washed away. Only the most powerful people in the entire organization are qualified to maintain their complete sanity.
Qingxuan used extraordinary means to protect himself and protect his spiritual light, so that he did not lose his will.
He gradually began to understand the Golden Robe Organization.
Understand the purpose and significance of the existence of this organization.
And he saw the true power possessed by the gods, the unrivaled terrifying energy that almost controlled everything, which made Qingxuan intoxicated.
So he began to make arrangements, remove all obstacles, step by step became the leader of the Golden Robe Organization, and gained himself the opportunity to enter the spiritual world.
He finally succeeded.
There are no risks.
No obstacles.
Just walking through a door, I came to the spiritual world that I had dreamed of.
Qingxuan was so excited that his long-cherished wish came true.
This kind of joy is something that outsiders cannot empathize with.
When he came to the spiritual world, he still couldn't break away from the Golden Robe Organization, but he didn't care because he understood that the saints had long since disappeared.
Only by staying in the Golden Robe organization can he learn everything, break the curse of hundreds of thousands of years, and achieve the status of a saint.
So he continued to study hard, worship the gods, keep climbing up, and trample everyone else under his feet.
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After joining the Golden Robe organization, he abandoned his name.