Journey To Longevity

After more than a month.

Zhang Shiping walked out of the secret realm of the chaotic wind and flew down to the valley of green fire. He saw Du Yu sitting in the stone pavilion on the mountain, and there was a pair of golden nanmu coffin outside the pavilion.

He walked over slowly, stretched out his hand to caress the coffin lid, then walked into the pavilion without saying a word, and sat down.

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome."

The two greeted each other, then fell silent.

for a long time!

"He worked very hard, but he was seriously injured because of his family's dantian during the Qi refining period, and it took too long." Zhang Shiping said in a flat tone.

"You have tried your best, and two Zihua pills are beyond what ordinary Nascent Soul monks can get." Du Yu responded.

"It's too late. In fact, I can do more. The Golden Crow Fire Spirit Yun may be able to help him, but I have never tried it!"

This person has selfishness, let alone such things that are necessary for the cultivation of his own skills. Without this fire spirit accumulation, the "Liujia True Strategies" would have been incomplete from the very beginning.

"It's just a possibility. Who knows this kind of thing? A monk missed an opportunity, and his practice fell behind step by step. It is also common for many great monks to fall before the threshold of transforming gods. The impermanence of the years makes people old, and the end of everything Will pass away!" Du Yu poured a glass of wine for the other party and said slowly.

"Yes!" Zhang Shiping sighed and drank the wine in his glass.

Then he got up and put away the coffin outside the pavilion, and walked slowly towards the outside of the Green Fire Valley.

Jiang seemed to be waiting outside at this moment.

"Let's go."

"Master, don't be sad!"

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping shook his head, what is sadness, he didn't know what it was a long time ago, now it's more just emotion.

A master and a servant walk in the mountains, through the overlapping leaves, from time to time there are monks' weapons passing by in the sky from time to time. The square city is still extremely prosperous, and the world will not stop for a moment because of someone's departure.

Whether Zheng Hengyun or Hongyue. No matter how it was during life, it will gradually disappear after death. From the body to the soul, from the memory of others to the words carved on the book stone, everything will eventually pass away.

After walking for forty or fifty miles, at dusk, they reached the hill where the Zhang Family Mausoleum was located in the Chongling Mountains.

Zhang Tianwu, Zhang Bixing, Zhang Tianming, Du Mingan, and Xu Su were already waiting in front of the stone archway where they must pass when climbing the mountain to enter the mausoleum.

Seeing five people, Zhang Shiping nodded and said lightly, "I'm interested."

Then he passed the crowd, climbed the stone steps, walked all the way to the cemetery, and built a new grave next to his father Zhang Tongan's.

In the past, when Zheng Hengyun arrived at Zhangjia Baiyuan Mountain, Zhang Tongan raised and taught him as half son and half apprentice.

Only by treating each other with sincerity can the other party know that they have a bright future, but when faced with the enemies of the Zhang family coming to their door, they still do not give up and fight to the death.

In front of the new grave, a stick of incense was lit, and a glass of wine was sprinkled into the soil.

Zhang Shiping turned around and left, leaving only a few juniors here to pay homage.

At the foot of the mountain, he looked at the afterglow that disappeared into the sky, and sighed: "Most of us are walking on a similar road, but we always mistakenly think that we are shocking the world. Maybe in the end, we are all the same."

After all, he turned into a burst of fire and disappeared in the twilight, leaving only Jiang Xi in place.

"Birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment and hatred, parting from love, blazing five shades, and not being able to ask for it is really the eight sufferings of life. Those bald donkeys are right." The latter sighed, and turned into a gust of yellow wind towards Bi Go to Hu Island.

There is also a tiger demon who is hundreds of years old, but he is still ignorant and ignorant, and he does not know why he is practicing.

Perhaps in a few hundred years, it will be able to have a tiger skin as a cushion.

Of course, this is just a joke, one end is now in the middle stage, maybe in the future, the big demon is worth a lot, but Jiang Xi understands the character of this master, so he definitely won't do it like this.

In fact, even it itself does not have the confidence to stay with its master for a long time.

After all, it is more than four hundred years older than the latter.

Now Zhang Shiping is more than eight hundred and forty years old, it seems that it will be a matter of course in the later stage to refine the Bifang Wood Spirit Yun in a few decades. But the transformation of the gods is a threshold, and there are many arrogances buried on it.

Qinghe also became a great monk before she was a thousand years old, but it took another thousand years before she took that step.

In fact, the two are almost the same, and logically they will be so.

However, after transforming into a god, it would take a long time to find the passage against the spirit.

If you are lucky, this kind of thing may only take a few hundred years. If you are not lucky, you will not be able to find it for thousands of years.

It's not like there are no cultivators who have died of old age in Xiaohuanjie!

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Two hours later, in the secret realm of Chaos Wind.

A burst of flames came and turned into the appearance of Zhang Shiping. He glanced at the half-hillside covered with purple grass, and walked into the small courtyard of the hut calmly. Go up, isolate the figure from the outside world.

The river of time is flowing like water, and it is also like the endless whistling wind in the secret place, never stopping for a moment.

In a blink of an eye, Yijiazi passed by quietly again.

Thirty years ago, there was news from the sect that Bai Yuheng of Shuiyueyuan died of old age, and died of old age on the vast ancient ocean.

Ao Xuan wanted to snatch his body, but under the coercion of Yue Jinlun, he disappeared suddenly.

Not long after, there was another news that Shui Yueyuan's new head was actually Weng Yukun who had been promoted for less than two hundred years.

Among the five sects, this person was born in the same batch as Yi Changqiu, but the former was more than a hundred years older than the latter.

After he took over, he announced that Shui Yueyuan would close the mountain for 300 years and ignore foreign affairs during this period.

Hearing this news, Zhang Shiping was at a critical juncture in his cultivation, he did not step out of the secret realm, he just sent Zhang Bixing to congratulate him with gifts.

Once this matter was over, he immersed himself in practice for another thirty years.

At this moment, Zhang Shiping finally refined Bi Fang's wood spirit, and with this Yinmu spirit essence condensed a whole body of spirit bones, using this magnificent inspiration to push his own cultivation from the middle stage to the late stage.

At that time, he was just over nine hundred years old. In the future, his magic power will be further enhanced, and he can become a great monk.

And just after he completed the second volume of "Liujia True Strategies", the golden light mirror that hadn't been seen for a long time finally had some changes. The god in the mirror let go of the restraint of the spirit treasure and accepted a ray of Zhang Shiping's soul Branding is considered to have recognized the Lord.

And the method of the eight golden light formations in the mirror also manifested from it.

However, Zhang Shiping can still feel the weakness of the gods, it is the suppression of the world beyond the boundaries set by this world, which makes the other party dare not display their full power!

But for him, even if this mirror is far inferior to the spiritual treasures inherited from the ancient times by Wuzong, Baima Temple, Beimingxuan Palace and other forces, if the god of the golden light mirror is fully recovered, then the other party will not be able to use the inherited spirit treasure god in his hand. Also wake up, otherwise in the same realm, this person will die because of it.

As long as there is this restraint method, it is completely enough.