Chapter 108: Immortal, Immortal!
Time is the most ruthless and fairest, at the same time, for monks, there are many times when it is also the cheapest.
Wang Qian and Bi Fang, the two of them, were hidden deep within the earth's core at the boundary of the Zi Wu star, diligently cultivating themselves, unaware of the passing days and years.
This time's cultivation is crucial for Wang Qian, because he has never had a period of time that was so colorful and magnificent. In the past, he was always high above, and had never seen an immortal cultivator before, but this time he saw over a dozen of them at once, and even saw multiple exchanges between cultivators of this level. Their display of divine abilities and understanding of the Heavenly Way opened his eyes wide, making him understand many things that he had not understood before.
This is a kind of accumulation. Among the cultivators, there are many profound and mysterious beings who have existed for a long time. They have had rich experiences in their long lives, which have played a huge role in their understanding of the Tao of Heaven and Earth.
The dark and majestic mountain gives people a sense of solemnity, Wang Qian sat cross-legged at the summit to practice.
His entire body was emitting a faint halo, his bronze-colored skin looked full of infinite power, the treasure light was flowing and turning, such a flesh body was truly a cultivation treasure body, divine body, possessing immeasurable and inconceivable mighty power.
King's head was empty, with a bright green light constantly rising from the top of his head. The whole person looked like a god or Buddha in a painting, with an ethereal and distant temperament.
He is enlightening!
In the midst of the ocean of knowledge, a solid and condensed primordial body, wearing a green robe, was identical to the true person. This primordial body had its eyes slightly closed, constantly practicing many magical powers.
Bitter Sea Seal, Other Shore Divine Fist, Great Five Elements Divine Seal!
These are the three martial arts divine abilities he majored in, each of which is profound and ancient, allowing people to study for a lifetime, communicating with the Great Way, and understanding the heavenly machine.
Only his primordial body was visible, with fists and feet like dragons and snakes, rushing and falling, with the sound of wind and thunder, and the whistling aura seemed to be a thousand sharp blades cutting and slashing, its power reaching an extreme.
Sometimes the bitter sea is vast and boundless, submerging heaven and earth, with all things sinking in it. Sometimes a golden bridge spans the void, carrying an air of transcendence to the other shore. Sometimes red, white, gold, blue, and black colors swirl around, their five hues shifting and flowing, vaguely containing the mysteries of the Five Elements' Way.
The Supreme Fist of Heaven and Earth, the Moon Goddess's Soul-Cutting Technique, the Taiji Cultivation Magic Array Diagram, the rhythmic flow of the Taiji Eye, the ancient desolation of the Taiji Divine Spring, various clocks and paintings, all flashed in Wang Qian's mind like a movie being played back, these were scenes he had seen before, now restored and analyzed one by one, then transformed into his own understanding, it was an extremely ingenious cultivation method, only those with rich experience and deep insight could make use of it.
At this time, his understanding of Tao began to increase rapidly, reaching an astonishing level.
"So that's how it is! The subtlety of this move is truly profound and mysterious. My divine ability can be used in such a way!"
From time to time, Wang Gan would have a sudden enlightenment, and his heart would flash with delightful thoughts.
Rumble!
Finally, his primordial spirit, every time he exercised his divine power, would have a corresponding Dao rhyme flowing in turn, and countless dense tracks of the Dao in the void were captured by him, and he had gained insight into many things.
Oblivious to time, fully immersed in enlightenment, Wang Qian's face wore a smile, this was the great joy realm of cultivation.
Many predecessors and sages recorded that the more one cultivates, the more joyful they become, which means there is gain. If it becomes increasingly painful, then the cultivation is wrong.
At this moment, Wang Qian understood its meaning.
The soul is cheering, the power of consciousness is constantly strengthening, and under this understanding of Tao, the realm is upgraded the fastest.
In this way, in the small world of Cuiyun Peak, Wang Qian sometimes enlightened the Tao, understood the means of using power, and sometimes took out a large number of sun crystals, Taiyin essence, absorbed and refined into divine power, used to temper his body, and enhance his cultivation.
Everything went smoothly.
The boundary of the stars, Mount Shouyang!
In less than half a month's time, the dilapidated scene here completely disappeared and was restored to its original beauty, with lush greenery and spiritual energy overflowing. The dense array of divine herbs and medicines reappeared, and new temples were built one after another. A large number of formations were successfully laid out, presenting a majestic landscape that seemed like an impregnable fortress, exuding the aura of a giant's lair.
At the mysterious time and space of the summit of Shouyang Mountain, there is a fiery red peak, crystal clear. Mu Rong, the great priest, is currently cultivating here. A thin stream flows continuously in the void, surging left and right, and from time to time, many mysterious scrolls appear, with the dense aura of Taoism permeating this place.
This is a realm of Tao! The most suitable for cultivation.
At that moment, Mu Rong's eyes suddenly opened wide, and a mysterious light shot out from his eyes. Inside, the stars and clouds were swirling, as if the number of grains of sand in the Ganges River was being performed, giving people an illusion of a whirlpool black hole.
"So it is! So it is! This is the Way, this is Immortality!"
Rolling and whistling, not only shaking the small thousand worlds in this square, but also spreading to the entire child noon starry sky, even many virtual empty layers are flashing in unknown places, as if linking distant other worlds.
At this moment, the entire Zhongwu Star Domain was boiling!
After the Grand Priest Mu Rong's loud shout, the entire starry sky of Zi Wu was suddenly enveloped by a dazzling cloud cluster. The five-colored clouds emitted a rich and fragrant spiritual energy, and amidst the faint sounds, many mysterious Taoist chanting voices rose up.
Buzz!
A thick beam of light descended from the Ninth Heaven, piercing through the turbulent atmosphere and landing on the summit of Mount Zhongyue. It just so happened to envelop the body of Mu Rong, the Grand Priest.
He took a deep breath and the Taiji Divine Spring flying in front of him was swallowed by him. His body crackled with a burst of noise, followed by an infinite radiance emanating from him.
Rising steadily, Mu Rong's entire body floated uncontrollably, directly transcending the bounds of this small world, and appeared at the summit of Mount Zhongyue.
Splendid code, flower rain fills the sky, entirely formed by mysterious yuanqi, the jade grass of qiong flower drifts for three thousand miles.
The celestial music is played, shaking the deaf and startling the dumb, yet it has a clear and pleasant sound.
In the distance, on the summit of Mount Shouyang, a cluster of light appeared, hazy and indistinct, impossible to see clearly.
High up in the ninth heaven, a large gate creaked open a crack, and from it poured down many ancient, mysterious, pure, and desolate primordial energies.
The portal is the gate of the fairy world, and the primordial energy is the fairy energy!
Mu Rong's Great Priest has become an immortal!
Ten million miles away, on the top of Mount Taihua, the Grand Priest of Tan Yuan, with a youthful appearance, still wore a moon-white robe, embroidered with Osmanthus trees, branches and leaves were charming and dazzling. However, at this moment, under the atmosphere of heaven and earth congratulating each other, it also lost its luster.
"After a thousand years, he finally started walking in front of me!"
Tangyuan's chief priest let out a long sigh, his eyes drifting away as if he had returned to the passionate and hot-blooded days of his youth. Two young men who were both geniuses among their peers, rose to prominence together, competing with each other in a contest of strength.
But everything came to an end today! Because Mu Rong has become a fairy!
Two realms of immortals and mortals, one enters the path of immortality, worldly dust like clouds and smoke, vanishing!
Tang Yuan couldn't understand his current mood either, he just sighed and stepped out, disappearing into the Taihua Mountain.

