Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Pei Qingshu was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and said with a smile: "Well, I have already told Master that I will stay here. I will not leave until everything here is done."

"..." Li Mingqiong was silent for a moment, then she raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said with a smile, "In that case, you have to work hard. Your senior sister, I have already reached the seventh level."

"I have already seen it." Pei Qingshu smiled faintly and looked at Li Mingqiong, "Senior sister, I feel the fire of all living beings and the light of civilization in you. Is this the way of national destiny that Master said?"

"The fire of all living beings, the light of civilization?" Li Mingqiong looked at Cui Heng in surprise when he heard this, "Master, have you ever explained the destiny of the country to your junior brother?"

The cultivation of the way of national destiny is not just about developing national strength. In essence, cultivation is the fire of destiny for all living beings and the glory of civilization. This is what she realized after cultivating the divine court.

Pei Qingshu could actually tell it at a glance.

"No." Cui Heng shook his head slightly and said with a smile, "However, Qingshu's cultivation path is quite special. Although his realm is only equivalent to the King of Saints now, he already has more obvious Taoist characteristics.

"And the perception is extremely strong, comparable to that of the Creator. He can see many invisible things. He must have seen your cultivation characteristics."

"It's so amazing." Li Mingqiong looked at Pei Qingshu and said with a smile, "Junior brother, how about fighting with senior sister when you have time?"

"Not interested." Pei Qingshu immediately shook his head and said, "I just have the characteristics of the Tao body, and I am not the true creator who refined the Tao body. There is no point in fighting a battle that I will definitely lose."

Having said this, he paused and said with a smile, "Sister, if you really want to compete with me, wait until my realm reaches a higher level. By then I will probably leave here, and I will go and fight with you. "

"Okay." Li Mingqiong nodded after hearing this, "However, I may not still be in the seventh realm by then."

"It won't be too late to tell you then." Pei Qingshu was very confident.

"Okay. Staying here will be beneficial to Qingshu's cultivation. This is a decision he has made long ago." Cui Heng waved his hand and said, "Mingqiong, please leave the Linjiang Pei family of Great Zhou here."

"It's Master, actually I also have this plan." Li Mingqiong nodded.

"Senior sister can now take away people from a whole country?" Pei Qingshu asked in surprise.

"It's not just people from one country, but everything in the entire Zhou Dynasty, including the sky and the earth, the mountains and rivers, and all living things. I have brought them here." Li Mingqiong smiled slightly and stretched out his slender white right hand.

I saw a ball of light shining on it, with countless lights and shadows appearing in it, exactly what Dazhou looked like, and countless small black dots walking in these lights and shadows, these were the people of Dazhou.

"The way of national destiny is indeed magical." Pei Qingshu admired sincerely, and then smiled, "This makes me look forward to the day when I play against you, senior sister.

"As for Linjiang Pei's side, I will make arrangements as soon as possible to divide and settle their land and various facilities. When ready, I will go to my senior sister to explain.

"Master, what do you think of this?"

"That's right." Cui Heng nodded lightly and said with a smile, "I'm keeping the Pei family in Linjiang for you. I also hope that you can achieve success in your cultivation as soon as possible. When you are about to leave, you will find a successor in the Pei family. Let go of this Wu Dynasty. After all, what you are practicing is not the way of national destiny."

"Yes, disciple understands." Pei Qingshu nodded solemnly. He knew that this was Master reminding him not to take detours, "Thank you Master!"

"You can talk about the next thing among yourselves." Cui Heng stood up, looked to the southwest, and chuckled, "I am going to meet a guest."

"Guest?" Pei Qingshu was puzzled. When did a master's guest come from the southwest.

However, before he could ask, Cui Heng's figure had already disappeared from the place without a trace.

Only the people who looked at each other were left.

"Junior brother, don't you know either?" Li Mingqiong asked curiously.

"I really don't know." Pei Qingshu asked softly, looked to the southwest, and murmured, "In that direction, southern border... is the Palace of Plague? More than ten years ago, Zhu Changsheng seemed to have brought back an ancestor from outside the border. ?”

Zhu Changsheng is the leader of Palace of Plague, the saint who unites all laws.

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In the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang, in the palace of the Emperor Wen.

Zhu Changsheng is listening carefully.

In front of him was an old man with rosy skin, white hair and childish face, and an immortal demeanor, as if he was an immortal descended from heaven.

They simply don’t look like people from the Palace of Plague.

But what this old man was talking about was indeed the secret method inherited from Palace of Plague. He was teaching Zhu Changsheng how to become the King of Saints.

Zhu Changsheng was fascinated by what he heard.

He could clearly feel that in the past ten years, his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, far exceeding the accumulation of cultivation in the past thousands of years, and it was simply incomparable to before.

If he can continue for another hundred years or so, he will definitely become the King of Saints and one of the most powerful figures in the Five Scenery Realm.

"It's a pity that the Patriarch only lectures every morning. It would be nice if he could lecture longer." Zhu Changsheng felt that the sun outside was about to rise completely, and he knew that today's lecture was about to end, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Okay, today's lecture is over." The old man stood up from the futon with a smile and said with a smile, "Your qualifications are pretty good. You are not far from the realm of the King of Saints."

"I still want to thank the ancestor for his guidance." Zhu Changsheng said respectfully.

"You really work hard yourself." The old man praised.

"Master, you also know that the current situation in the Five Scenery Realm is full of saints." Zhu Changsheng said with a bitter smile, "Disciples must also work hard to break through."

"That's true." The old man stroked his beard and laughed, "However, the Cui Heng you talked about before is indeed extraordinary. He can actually produce so many pills that can give birth to saints. It is very powerful."

"The Immortal's methods are the strongest that this disciple has ever seen." Zhu Changsheng nodded, "Even the King of Saints is like an ant in front of him, with no room for resistance."

"To the Creator, the King of Saints is indeed an ant." The old man smiled and said, "If Cui Heng is the Taoist master with a complete Tao body, then the King of Saints is not even an ant..."

The old man seemed to want to continue saying something, but his voice suddenly stopped and he looked outside in shock.

Zhu Changsheng couldn't help but ask: "Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

"This, this is?!" The old man's face suddenly showed an expression of extreme horror.

At the same time, hundreds of densely packed small eyes suddenly opened on his face, all showing extreme fear. His whole body trembled and he fell to the ground.

"Ancestor?!" Zhu Changsheng was shocked. His ancestor could be a Taoist master. What kind of existence could make him so afraid?

"It turns out that there is another Taoist Patriarch in the Palace of Plague." At this moment, a gentle voice came from outside, and then a young man walked in, looking at Zhu Changsheng and the old man with a smile.

"Cui Shangxian!" Zhu Changsheng exclaimed.

"Junior Ding Qiuhuang, pay your respects to the Immortal." The old man immediately prostrated himself to Cui Heng, and at the same time tried his best to close the hundreds of small eyes on his face that were opened due to fear.

"It doesn't have to be like this." Cui Heng waved his hand and said with a smile, "The fact that you have survived until now proves that you have not done anything evil here, so there is no need to be afraid."

He left a Moon God in the early stage of Nascent Soul on the moon of Chongyang Star in order to protect the entire Five Scenery Realm. If Ding Qiuhuang dared to do anything evil, he would have been beaten to death by the Moon God long ago. .

"Many, thank you, Immortal." Ding Qiuhuang breathed a sigh of relief and stood up tremblingly. At this time, he already knew that this was the Immortal Cui whom Zhu Changsheng mentioned earlier.

What kind of Creator or Taoist is this!

He is clearly the Lord of the Heavens!

But since the disappearance of the heaven, the strong men in the eighth realm of the fairy world have become legends. How could such a terrifying existence appear on this small Chongyang Star?

Moreover, Cui Heng's coercive aura gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had encountered it in Taiwentian.

"Is it the supreme being whose gaze swept across Taiwentian?" A guess emerged in Ding Qiuhuang's mind, and then he felt a little bitter.

If this is really the case, then I am really unlucky.

He obviously left Taiwentian to avoid that supreme being, but he didn't expect to bump directly into a human door. He was simply falling into a trap.

"Won't you introduce your ancestor to me?" Cui Heng said to Zhu Changsheng.

"Ah, yes, thank you for reminding me." Zhu Changsheng nodded hurriedly and said, "Mr. Immortal, this is the founder of our sect in the Imperial Palace of Emperor Wen, and he is also the one who left Taiwen's treasure house of immortality. Taiwen just did it more than ten years ago. Heaven returns.”

In just one sentence, Ding Qiuhuang's origins were clearly explained without any concealment.

"The founder of the sect?" Cui Heng looked at Ding Qiuhuang in surprise when he heard this. After looking at him for a while, he asked with interest, "How did you live for more than 300,000 years?"

He had read the classics in Taiwen's Immortal Treasure House, which clearly recorded that the Palace of Plague was founded 330,000 years ago, when the Purple Sun Heaven was still there.

The theoretical life limit of a Taoist master should be 90,000 to 100,000 years. Ding Qiuhuang, the founder of the Plague Palace sect 330,000 years ago, has actually lived to this day.

This kind of lifespan is almost close to the limit of the Nascent Soul stage physical body, which is obviously abnormal.

"Reporting to the Immortal, I have learned a secret technique called 'The Secret of Escape from World and Longevity'."

Ding Qiuhuang explained, “As long as you live in seclusion in one place for 30,000 years, the range of activities does not exceed ten miles, and you insist on running this trick every day, you can extend your life by 30,000 years, and you can extend your life by up to 90,000 years.

"Therefore, for the first hundred thousand years, the younger generation has been hiding from the world and living in seclusion to extend his life. Later, when the younger generation was about to end his life, he accidentally got a plant of immortality. After living the second life, he secluded himself from the world and lived again. More than a hundred thousand years, until now."

The range of activities does not exceed ten miles in 30,000 years... Cui Heng was shocked.

This is too stubborn. The maximum life span of more than 90,000 years has been abruptly squeezed out by nearly 200,000 years.

That's outrageous.

Simply living for the sake of living.

The most outrageous thing is that he can still get the elixir of immortality while living like this, live a second life, and continue to live for hundreds of thousands of years in the second life.

But if you live like this for more than 300,000 years, you may not have as much knowledge as someone who has lived normally for a thousand years.

However, Cui Heng hesitated for a moment and decided to ask Ding Qiuhuang: "How much do you know about the destruction of Ziyangtian? And how much do you know about Zhou Juntian's situation?"