Eternal gate

night.

Zhao Yun raised his sword and danced in the starry sky.

His movements were slow, and his sword moves were not necessarily very subtle, but there was a kind of meaning hidden in them. After sitting cross-legged for many days, he must have had an epiphany, or his state of mind had changed. He had gradually left the martial arts and began to truly understand the Tao. , the meaning in the sword is the one or two points of truth he realized.

The Tao is illusory.

The Tao is also vast.

He wandered among them, seemingly forgetting time.

The moon god sat on the moon, holding his cheek with his hands, quietly watching.

She is also young, and like Zhao Yun, she is full of confusion and endless reveries about Tao. Even if she becomes a god, she still has this state of mind. Today's Taoist heart is her original intention.

As she looked, Zhao Yun stopped.

Today, he is calmer than before, like a tourist, walking on the edge of the starry sky with a sword in one hand and a wine bottle in the other. The shining stars reflect on him and turn into little bits of bright fairy light.

The moon god did not bother him, but waited quietly for his disciple's mood to change.

This is the path that must be taken to become an immortal, but I don’t know how far he can go.

Yaya!

Little Qilin jumped out and followed Zhao Yun with arrogant steps.

It was also very curious about the Red Dust Road. For a few moments, there was still confusion in his eyes. He was a royal fire unicorn and had a line of memory inheritance in his blood, which seemed to include this road.

The ninth day.

Zhao Yun moved a small bench and sat on the edge of the starry sky.

When it was over, there was just a homemade fishing rod, and I was just sitting there fishing.

fishing.

It is also a kind of practice.

Moon God's face was full of sincerity, and he felt more and more that his disciple was much fresher and more refined than before. Look at his fishing posture and his indifferent expression, which fit the character of a reclusive master.

at night.

I saw someone setting up a big pot.

Fishing is more than just a kind of spiritual practice. You can actually catch fish. In the dead of night, having a pot of stewed fish and a pot of wine, not to mention how comfortable it is, is life.

"Xiu'er, there is someone pursuing you in the God Realm."

Zhao Yun took a sip of wine and asked with a smile.

The Moon God did not answer, but only looked up at Cang Miao. This look made it clear:

There are so many people pursuing me.

Of course, there is a second part to this sentence: the people who are chasing me...are more.

You can't blame her for this. Who told her to have a good master? People say that the debts of the father are paid by the son, and when it comes to her, all the bad things the master did, those old guys will be blamed on her.

.......

night.

The mountain of immortality.

The Demon King stood alone under the tree, quietly looking up at the sky.

There is no day or night in Qianqiu City, but as a quasi-immortal, he can see through the universe and clearly see the night sky. Each of the bright stars seems to hide a distant story.

Martial arts.

Enlightenment.

He also transcended himself in indulgence.

Daxia Hongyuan is doing the same thing. He has been awake for many days and has practiced the improved version of the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Sutra. He has rebuilt his foundation. The life and death battle in the East China Sea has also made him fight for a fortune that is unparalleled. After advancing, he has returned to his former peak, and is now at the same level as the Demon Lord.

The road to immortality is cut off, and they will all become immortals.

It should be a pity that I didn't have the chance to see the sky outside that day.

Um?

Hong Yuan frowned for a moment and looked outside.

Just a moment ago, he smelled a mysterious scent.

"I heard that you are very good at fighting."

Misty words came from outside the imperial capital.

Hongyuan ascended to the sky and walked out of the imperial city step by step.

When he arrived outside the city, he saw an ancient figure with his hands behind his back, leisurely admiring the moonlight.

If Zhao Yun were here, he would definitely recognize him.

Isn't it the young man in purple robe who descended to earth!

Don't know his name.

Let’s call him the Sunset Immortal King for now.

"I don't know what the reason for your friend's late night visit is." Hongyuan held up his hands in the air, with a hint of fear hidden in his old eyes, because this man was very strong, and his mysterious aura was even worse than Yin Zhou's.

"It's just a discussion."

Sunset Immortal King smiled quietly and finally turned around.

He still had the same demeanor, smiling playfully and full of contempt.

........

Zhao Yun settled down again, and it was a quiet night again.

Tonight, the road in the mortal world does not seem to be peaceful. The vast starry sky is filled with lightning and thunder for unknown reasons, as if someone is going through a catastrophe, or more like an ancient vision, and even the starlight is restless.

"what's the situation."

Zhao Yun murmured and subconsciously withdrew from Baizhang.

Since coming to the end of the East China Sea, this was the first time he saw this scene. Seeing the lightning and thunder, he felt quite palpitated. He always felt that there was a destructive force lingering in the depths of the starry sky that could explode at any moment.

“When gods fight, mortals suffer.”

Moon God's calm words cleared up his disciple's doubts.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, are those old guys so idle?

After three to five days, the starry sky fell into silence.

Zhao Yun glanced at the Moon God again, and then transformed into a clone.

The clone knew the original intention and jumped into the starry sky to explore the way for the original person.

However, after entering the starry sky, the clone was nowhere to be seen, and the connection with the original deity was also severed.

Well...!

Zhao Yun groaned and was counterattacked by a mysterious force.

This starry sky was weirder than he imagined. It was like a bottomless pit, and nothing could stir up waves. Throwing a stone or an explosive talisman would be no big deal. If the clone was buried in it, the original person would suffer the backlash.

At this moment, he actually had a strange idea.

What strange idea? ...Throw Xiuer in to test the waters.

The Moon God is a god, and when you enter the world of mortals, you will most likely see unexpected wonders.

It didn't matter what he thought, he was hammered by the Moon God, and his consciousness was buzzing with the slap.

"I'll just think about it."

Zhao Yun covered his forehead and bared his teeth.

Luna was very unhappy and seemed to want to kick him.

As he was talking, he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him.

Zhao Yun looked back subconsciously.

As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw an old figure, with white clothes, white hair and white beard, like a refugee, with ragged clothes and disheveled hair. He was leaning on a cane, his back was stooped, his old eyes were cloudy, and there was a deathly aura lingering all over his body. You can tell by looking at him that he is a man who is about to die.

"Quasi Immortal."

Zhao Yun said something in his mind, and he could tell the other party's cultivation level at a glance.

In addition, he also smelled the breath of dust from this person. He must have been traveling through mountains and rivers all year round, and was weathered, and his old body was engraved with traces of time.

"arrive."

"I've finally arrived."

Seeing the starry sky at the end of the East China Sea, the white-haired old man was so surprised that he spoke hoarsely and burst into tears. He was probably so excited that he could not walk steadily. He was really old to the extreme.

Zhao Yun was silent and could guess a few points.

The road to immortality was cut off. The white-haired old man must have come on the road of mortal life. Looking at the vicissitudes of life and the fatigue in his body, he knew that he had walked a long, long way, so far away that even he, a quasi-immortal, could not reach it. He runs out of oil and lamps, just for the hope of becoming an immortal. The road in the world of mortals is his hope.

Luna glanced at it, a little surprised.

The route to the end of the world is unknown to mortals.

This little old man is also a talent, how did he find this?

Any expert advice?

"My friend, do you have some wine?" The white-haired old man finally arrived. Perhaps he was too sleepy and exhausted, so he sat down with his crutches and gave Zhao Yun a kind smile, which was full of vicissitudes of life.

"Yes." Zhao Yun smiled and handed over a pot of aged wine.

"The future life is formidable." The white-haired old man took it, his smile still so gentle.

"Where are you from, senior?" Zhao Yun also sat down.

"I am a native of the Western Wilderness." The white-haired old man did not hide it.

"Western Wasteland."

Zhao Yun muttered, sure he had never heard of this place.

That's right, the mortal world is extremely vast, and what he sees and hears is just the tip of the iceberg, and he doesn't know everything. However, in his opinion, the Western Wilderness mentioned by the white-haired old man must be extremely far away from the Great Xia Dragon Dynasty.

"How do you know this place, little friend?" the white-haired old man asked.

"It was...the sanctioner told me." Zhao Yun smiled.

"I am the same. I have been walking day and night for more than three hundred years to find the road in the world of mortals."

"Three hundred...more years?"

Zhao Yun swallowed hard after hearing this, it's been a long time.

Walking non-stop for more than three hundred years, day and night, just think about it and you will know how tired it is.

The sanctioner was kind-hearted. At least he gave the white-haired old man a hope. Although this hope was probably despair. The moon god had already made it clear that the road in the world of mortals was almost a dead end.

"gone."

After half a bottle of wine, the white-haired old man stood up tremblingly.

Zhao Yun subconsciously stepped forward and gave the white-haired old man a hand.

"Thank you."

The white-haired old man smiled kindly and took an old step towards the starry sky.

During this period, he threw away his crutches and straightened his back. Every step he took was extremely steady, just like a prisoner walking onto the execution ground without hesitation and smiling extremely freely.

"forward...."

Zhao Yun was about to speak but stopped, and finally did not shout out.

That should be the last pride that a quasi-immortal has held on to for more than three hundred years, just for this day. Even if he dies, even if his soul is scattered, he will be buried on the road to becoming an immortal.

The white-haired old man left.

He only left a shadow in the world.

Zhao Yun looked at Moon God.

"Having seen through the world of mortals does not mean that you will be able to walk through the world of mortals." Moon Goddess said leisurely.

Why!

Zhao Yun sighed.

Even the Moon God said this, and the white-haired old man was afraid that he was in bad luck.

He reached out and took out the crutches left by the white-haired old man. On it were engraved the four characters "Old Man of Fortune and Longevity", which should be the name of the senior. I am afraid that no one will remember it many years later.

He still didn't leave, and he sat cross-legged and realized the truth.

When you realize the Tao, don't forget to refine the infinite light.

As expected of the power of merit, he is indeed tenacious.

Obtaining infinite light, he basically uses the source to refine it every day.

So far, it has not been able to be completely refined.

"Add the power of underworld marriage." Moon God reminded.

"The two forces are in conflict with each other, will they damage the immeasurable power?"

"Merit...is not as fragile as you think."

"You didn't tell me if you had this trick." Zhao Yun thought, and mobilized the power of the ghost, and together with the source, once again included the infinite power, turned on the full power, and played with the tempering of life.

Don't tell me, it's really useful.

Compared with the original source, it seems that the power of the ghost is better.

With the help of the power of underworld marriage, the refining speed is greatly enhanced, and the power hidden in the infinite light is greatly explored. His body is also skilled, and the mysterious power is integrated into it, and the immortal power surges.