"This is just talking about ordinary places. If we take the blessed places and caves where the great ones live as an example, the spiritual atmosphere there is thousands of times that of the ordinary world... Let's put it this way, ordinary people at that time could live a long life without disasters or pain as long as they could smell the spiritual energy of the places where the immortals lived."
"You once asked me if the so-called legendary spiritual fruits such as the peaches and ginseng fruits really exist and can make people immortal and live as long as the sun and the moon. Now I will tell you that they do exist. Not only that, but just smelling the scent of ginseng fruit can increase your lifespan by 360 years. This is not far-fetched at all, it is common sense!"
"If an ordinary person lives in the space where immortals are for one hour without dying, he or she will be able to change himself or herself and have a very high talent for cultivation."
"These are simply incomprehensible and unimaginable to your knowledge, but in ancient times, they were just common sense and the most ordinary things."
"I see."
Zuo Xiaoduo nodded repeatedly, and then couldn't help but feel fascinated.
That kind of environment is the real fairy life...
If I could go to a place like that...
"You don't have to be too envious of others. Take your space magic weapon for example. What's its name... The Void Destroying Tower? This name is so ugly that people don't even want to mention it..."
Sister Yun complained for a while, "Such a wonderful paradise and rare treasure is given such a... such a name, it's really..."
"Ahem... Go on. Don't worry about these details."
"It's just an analogy. For example, the spiritual energy in your space is undoubtedly much stronger than the outside world... at least several hundred times stronger. Ordinary people who enter your space will not only not gain any benefits, but will also suffer from rapid organ failure because they cannot withstand the unprecedentedly abundant spiritual energy. Do you understand?"
Sister Yun smiled and said, "So, the so-called immortal fate is just a death calamity that is difficult to overcome for many ordinary people, but once you overcome it, you will ascend to heaven in one step and transcend the mundane world."
"Okay, I understand." Zuo Xiaoduo nodded.
Although he didn't understand this point so thoroughly and clearly, he still knew that, for example, aged ginseng could kill people...
Sister Yun's soul is in a floating state; she can only rely on Zuo Xiaonian; she is unable to walk, and no one knows how her soul is imprisoned that it has not been released even after so many years.
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian took Sister Yun high into the sky and headed east.
We walked forward among the vast clouds and mist, feeling the whistling wind and the thousands of mountains and rivers passing by under our feet.
"Sister Yun, how can you get rid of this state of spiritual bondage?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked with concern.
But after asking several times, I still didn't hear Sister Yun's reply.
I couldn't help but turn my head and look.
I saw Sister Yun's face was as pale as paper, her eyes were staring straight in one direction, tears were falling from her eyes like beads that had broken off the string, but as soon as the tears fell out of her eye sockets, they turned into smoke.
Her body was shaking so violently that she could barely maintain her shadow and could collapse at any moment.
Zuo Xiaonian quickly output a stream of spiritual essence to help Sister Yun stabilize her mind while ensuring that her energy did not dissipate.
I was wondering what was going on.
Zuo Xiaoduo turned his head and saw a ray of sword light in the distant sky, connecting the sky and the earth, illuminating the vast world.
It is extremely sharp and brilliant, it is indestructible and unbreakable!
Only domineering, only resolute!
Even if you are hundreds of thousands of miles away, you can still clearly see the magnificent sword light that connects heaven and earth, brilliant and magnificent!
Zuo Xiaoduo couldn't help but gasp.
Who is this
Just the sight of the sharp sword light made Zuo Xiaoduo feel as if his whole body was cut apart.
Zuo Xiaoduo could clearly feel that if he became his enemy, he would be turned into ashes instantly with just a flash of sword energy...
The sword flashed for a full quarter of an hour and then disappeared.
But Sister Yun was still staring at that place in a trance, her body still shaking.
After a while, he suddenly squatted down, covered his face with his hands, and cried bitterly.
She cried so recklessly, like a child who had been bullied outside and suddenly saw her parents.
That kind of grievance poured out instantly. I couldn't stop it!
She covered her face and pursed her lips like a bullied little girl.
"Master... Master... Master..."
She choked up: "Master..."
Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian watched the sword light disappear, feeling the sharp sword intent that faced the world directly and was fearless of everything. They seemed to feel the strong will of the sword's master, as if they had only heard one sentence.
"I'm back!"
"There won't be any wavering! There won't be any retreat!"
This is the sword light that is announcing to the world!
He is promising!
Towards the heaven and earth, towards everything!
Oath, declaration of war!
“Master!!!”
Sister Yun screamed out, tears rolling down her face. She stood up, still staring in that direction, her face becoming determined.
"I want to go back!"
"My Master is calling me!"
"I want to go back!"
"I want to go home!"
Sister Yun spoke softly but resolutely. She looked in that direction without blinking and whispered, "Xiaoduo, please take me there."
"As long as you send me there, I will agree to any conditions!"
"I swear a great oath with my heart of Tao. I will keep my promise until I die!"
"Xiaoduo, please, take me back!"
Zuo Xiaoduo remained silent.
After a long while, under Sister Yun's pleading eyes, he slowly said, "Okay, I'll take you back!"
"I don't want to wait for a moment, I want to go back immediately! Go back right away!" Sister Yun trembled, looking in that direction, her face full of fanaticism.
"My Master is back!"
"My Master is back!"
"My Master, he's back!!!"
…
Zuo Xiaonian held Sister Yun with one hand, and together with Zuo Xiaoduo, they tore through space and rushed towards the place where the sword light flashed!
The goal is very clear.
Because the sword light would flash in the air for a quarter of an hour every three hours!
Although no sound was heard, the sword light continued to illuminate the world, which explained all the problems!
In all directions... countless clouds and mists gradually rose.
Countless people and countless creatures were roaring.
Using life, using soul, screaming at the top of one's lungs—
"let me go!"
"I want to go back!"
"My Master is back!"
"Who in the entire prehistoric world dares to bully me, Jiejiao Immortal!"
There were also people who were trying to stop it and making sarcastic remarks.
"What Jiejiao? It disappeared hundreds of thousands of years ago!"
"Even if we go back, what's the point!"
But countless creatures still took to the sky, resolutely flying in that direction, like moths to a flame, without hesitation, with only one goal, one destination!
As a result, countless forces launched robberies and killings along the way.
Countless battles broke out in the sky, and strong men were constantly killed!
At the right time, a colorful light shone across the sky: "The disciples of Jiejiao have returned. Anyone who dares to stop them will be sworn enemies forever, and the fight will last until death!"
"The disciples of Jiejiao have returned. Anyone who dares to kill them will be held responsible for the eternal hatred until death!"
Powerful mental forces surged back and forth in the vast space.
All four parties are warned!
Zuo Xiaoduo looked ahead at the vast ocean and the crisscrossing divine thoughts that were rising into the sky. Even with his current cultivation strength, he still couldn't help but secretly click his tongue.
This teaching...
What is the origin
So powerful and so crazy!
Among the nine clans, there doesn't seem to be a clan called Jiejiao. But now, looking at the situation, it seems like they want to make enemies with the whole world!
The demon race, they don’t care.
The humans, they don’t care.
Western religion, they don’t care.
The Dao tribe, they don’t care either.
No matter the spirits, demons, witches... they don't care about any of them.
They even dared to say they didn't care about the Way of Heaven!
Where did this bunch of lunatics come from
Gazing at the boundless sea and listening to the shouts, Sister Yun's expression became more and more excited, more and more anxious, and more and more fanatical.
In her eyes, there seemed to be only the sword light in front of her.
She didn't even want to talk to anyone anymore.
Her eyes were shining. As long as she could go back, she would be happy even if she died at the place where the sword light came from!
No regrets!
Getting closer!
Closer!
Already reached the vast ocean.
“Master, I’m back…” Sister Yun called softly.
As he got closer and closer to the brilliant sword light, he saw wind and clouds rising and falling. A fierce battle was unfolding on the other side. Various ancient ferocious beasts and golden Buddhas were fighting with all their might.
And from that direction, a pair of people were fighting desperately and moving towards the other side!
As the war continued, more and more lives were covered in blood, with heads and bodies torn apart, falling into the vast ocean.
Colorful lights flickered one after another, and from Zuo Xiaoduo's point of view, it felt as if a party was going on in the distant sky, with red and green lights swaying back and forth everywhere.
However, the sharp roars were shaking the void, and blood was pouring down on the earth.
On an island in the middle of the sea.
A Taoist in a green robe was standing on the top of the highest mountain on the island with his hands behind his back, letting the strong wind whistle and make his hair and clothes flutter.
The Taoist in green robe had long eyebrows, a tall stature, and a handsome face. His eyes seemed to have stars in the sky, slowly spinning, and it was impossible to tell his specific expression.
He just stood there with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance into the wind.
He seems to be thinking about something.
And it seems, waiting.
His eyes seemed to penetrate the vast void and saw the fights caused by the return.
The hair on his temples, which used to be evergreen, has turned gray.
This kind of gray hair is caused by the exhaustion of the saint's energy, and even he himself cannot recover.
Or when things are changing a lot, they can change as they wish; however, once they return to their original appearance, these two white spots will appear again.
He was unwilling to recover.
Because this... is a memory in my heart.
It is a feeling of extreme anger and sorrow.
(End of this chapter)