I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years!

Chapter 9 Old and Immortal

As everyone knows, the life span of a spiritual master is very long. novelmtl.com

From the beginning, the world of self-cultivation has never lacked a method of prolonging life. Even the self-cultivation itself is, to a large extent, a method created by humans in order to get rid of the limit of life.

And those who can come to this cave are definitely practitioners, so for this trial, if you want the practitioner to experience the sensation of mortal aging, even if you have the ability to manipulate time, you won't get rid of that short one. It can be done in decades.

Bai Qiuran is very curious, this trial will show how the so-called "aging pain" on the practitioner.

He stepped forward, walking along this straight narrow road, and after walking for a moment, the yellow sky seemed to be closer to the ground, and seemed more and more depressed.

At this time, Bai Qiuran suddenly screamed in front of him.

Bai Qiuran's spirits refreshed, and he hurried forward to catch up. Then he saw that on the narrow road several miles in front of him, there were several practitioners who looked like casual repairs and were attacked by the yellow sky.

A dense column of rain-like yellow light sprinkled from the sky and fell near these practitioners. Bai Qiulan saw that once swept by these yellow lights, the breath of life on those practitioners would suddenly weaken, Under the effect of this, their appearance has not changed much, but the beard hair is slowly turning white, and it looks like the feeling of a limit is approaching.

After they were hit by Huang Guang, it seemed that they suddenly became weak and their hands and feet became much slower.

For those who have been hit multiple times by Huang Guang, this weak state of weakness seems to be superimposed, making their actions slower and their faces getting older.

Bai Qiuran even saw that, after being hit many times by a San Xiu, rare wrinkles and age spots appeared on his face. Look.hair.line.chinese.text.net

In amazement, there were countless yellow lights falling down Bai Bairan's head. He tossed and moved on this road, avoided countless yellow lights, and moved forward quickly, but because those scattered repairers occupied the road, Bai Qiuran finally reluctantly was rubbed in the palm of a yellow light.

"what?"

After being hit by Huang Guang, Bai Qiuran took a look at his palm in surprise, because he felt as if he had no reaction at all.

Seeing him being hit, several other casual practitioners turned back, and one of them asked intermittently and weakly:

"You ... why are you okay? Obviously just a gas refiner ..."

How the **** do I know?

Bai Qiuran just wanted to say something like this, but the next moment, countless yellow light came down on his head, but after Huang Guang submerged into his body, he was still intact and showed no signs of weakness, fart. No look.

After more Huang Guang entered his body, Bai Qiuran also felt its nature. This is not the kind of time-controlling ability he thinks, but it seems to be a kind of life that can directly strip other people's bodies. Mysterious magical power.

Shou Yuan is a very mysterious thing, but it does exist. The spiritual masters who have not reached the immortal, and all sentient beings in the realm of life, Shou Yuan of each life will be registered in the ghost book of life and death. It should be closer to a number in the dark.

And this kind of Huangguang supernatural power seems to be able to effectively remove an illusory Shouyuan ... at least let it be temporarily reduced. And this trial is also through this special magical power, so that people who come here can feel the aging of the flesh, the pain of the limit.

Then the question came. As a gas-refining period that lasted more than 3,000 years, Bai Qiuran's life had already come to an end 3,000 years ago. Although he has relied on Changshou Dan to survive his life extension, Every year, however, he is living in a state of limit, and from time to time, he has to deal with face-to-face with the ghosts who come to restrain the soul.

This state of imminent limitation is no different to him than usual.

"I seem to understand why I'm fine."

Bai Qiuran murmured looking at his palm.

"Why, why?"

The neighbouring old Sanxiu asked weakly.

"Why not, tell you, you can't copy my method."

Bai Qiuran looked at the sky.

"This trial seems not to be fatal. When I find out the details of this Dongfu, I will come back to save you ... As for now, try hard, as if this is a punishment for you to enter the Dongfu without permission. "

Having said that, in the anxious, angry and begging eyes of these casual practitioners, he passed them and continued to move forward.

Those yellow lights fell on top of his head and body like rain, but Bai Qiuran was like a traveler crossing in the wind and rain, his back still, moving away from the eyes of the Sanshou.

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"How is this going?"

In the dark space, the black-robed man opened his eyes wide, revealing bloodshot eyes.

He looked at the yellow light on the light curtain with the aging magical power, like Bai Qiuran with a drizzle, and said unbelievably:

"Aging magical powers have no effect on him. How is this possible? He is not a fairy!"

If Bai Qiuran is sensitive and able to avoid all the yellow light on the passage through which only one person can pass, then that's it, but a person like him who completely faces the yellow light and does not eat any side effects will never see it. At the time, even when demonstrating this supernatural power, the group of Dixian probably did not think that this would happen.

But next to him, the skull stared at Bai Qiuran on the light curtain, but the rays of light in his eyes were quietly swaying, as if a thoughtful look, as if he could see a little doorway.

"So it is ... he relied on this method to live so long."

The light in the skull's eyes flickered, and a voice came from the deep.

"No wonder the aging supernatural powers have no effect on him."

"You know what happened?"

The man in the black robe heard the skull talking to himself, and held it in front of himself with supernatural powers, and forced to ask:

"Tell me."

"Hey, I do know the Central Plains."

The sound of the skull sounded very flat.

"But my mother-in-law just doesn't tell you."

Seeing that the black robe man's consciousness fluctuated violently, there was a tendency to do something to him, and the skull quickly added a taunt.

"I urge you to give up. Now it seems that the first four sufferings of the Eight Great Pains are unlikely to have any impact on him. If you want to lose, you can only hope in the vain love separation, resentment and I ca n’t wait for three times to make a gap in his defense. Anyway, I think ... it's a suspension. "

"Humph."

The man in the black robe threw the skull aside with supernatural powers and said coldly:

"It's still unknown who the deer died."