Chapter 1: Born for nine thousand years

Author: Mr. Xuanxin

Chapter 1: Born for nine thousand years

“Throughout the 9021 year, everything has been normal so far.”

"Today is a special day, so I decided to celebrate the Nascent Soul. This is my third thousandth time to hit the Nascent Soul Realm."

"As expected, my Nascent Soul ran away again."

In the bamboo house, a young man in white put away the "Cultivation Diary" and looked at the sky outside the window with a calm expression.

Lu Xuan, a time traveler.

The first person in the Daoyan Sect’s Xiaoling Peak is the largest in the entire Daoyan Sect.

After practicing for more than nine thousand years, my cultivation has reached its peak...the golden elixir is perfect.

Lu Xuan should have been a genius of cultivation.

At the age of six, he was attracted by the head of the Daoyan Sect and became a disciple of the school to practice.

At the age of nine, he trains his body and refines his qi at the age of twelve.

With the youngest Qi Refining Disciple in history, the record of Daoyan Sect was broken.

There was a great realm in the next three years, and promotion and breakthrough were like eating and drinking water.

Until he was twenty-one.

That day, I experienced four realms: bodybuilding, qi refining, foundation building, and elixir formation.

Lu Xuan, who has now completed the Golden Pill, bathes, changes clothes, burns incense and plays the piano.

With the gratifying eyes of the uncles and uncles and the admiring eyes of the junior brothers and sisters, they walked into the retreat cave used to attack the Nascent Soul Realm.

Everything went smoothly, the golden elixir rushed into the central palace, returned to the fetus, the magic power flowed, the divine thoughts condensed, and the Nascent Soul planted on the lotus platform.

Lu Xuan smiled and thought to himself that he was indeed a genius—

So the next moment.

With a "pop", it seemed as if the melon was ripe.

The Nascent Soul, which had just formed, disconnected from the lotus platform, rose slowly, flew out of his body, and passed through the cave...

Amid the shocked gazes of the uncles and uncles and the dull eyes of the junior brothers and sisters.

His Nascent Soul smiled with a flower, ascended and left like a Buddha sitting on a lotus, and disappeared into the sky.

Even the old monks who have lived for thousands of years have never seen such a scene.

Lu Xuan's master was furious on the spot.

When he saw the good disciple Yuanying flying away, he suspected that it was the Buddhist thief who was bald, so he asked the Taoist sword to settle the score with the bald donkeys.

He was stopped by a group of uncles and uncles, and finally persuaded him to persuade him.

Daoyan Sect held an emergency meeting that night and made sufficient preparations when Lu Xuan attacked the Nascent Soul Realm for the second time.

Formation blockade, spiritual treasure suppression, powerful protection of the Tao, opening the altar practice...

However, there was no use. In front of everyone, Lu Xuan's Yuanying bowed to everyone, turned into three clear airs, ignored the blockade of the formation spirit treasure, and flew straight away.

Lu Xuan was irritated at that time.

Uncle and uncle are also stupid-

For the first time, I heard that the Nascent Soul can run away, and I ran away more than once!

Lu Xuan's master was stunned.

This time, the disciple's Nascent Soul obviously used Taoist methods. He couldn't demolish the ancestor's ancestral hall, right?

In this way, every three years, Lu Xuan will attack the Yuanying Realm.

So far, he has formed...

Well, it should be said that three thousand Yuanying were released.

Once in three years, never interrupted.

Of course, over the years, his Nascent Soul has not changed at all.

"My Nascent Soul is running faster and faster..."

Lu Xuan looked up at the sky, and a dark crack appeared on the sky curtain outside the window, tearing the sky apart, extremely deep.

Since many years ago, his Nascent Soul has been able to create such a vision in the sky.

At first, people in the Immortal Cultivation World were in panic, and this strange phenomenon caused quite a stir in the entire Cangyuan World.

Many Xuanmen of the Immortal Sect thought it was a sign of the invasion of the extraterritorial demons. They prepared their troops and horses and horses to fear, but after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

Later, it became commonplace that a monk came to worship the mountain, and the disciples of the Daoyan Sect who were in charge of greeting him were also pointing at the cracks in the sky.

It is said that this is a unique vision of our sect, called "Tianyuan".

It only appears once every three years and cannot be seen anywhere else.

"It's been so many years in a blink of an eye..."

Lu Xuan stretched his waist, walked into the courtyard with a wine gourd, and lay down on a rattan chair.

Under normal circumstances, cultivators in the Golden Pill Realm cannot live that long.

But his situation is quite special.

The cultivators in the Cangyuan Realm all have a life wheel in their bodies. Every year, the life wheel will grow one more circle, just like the annual ring of a tree.

If the wheel of life is perfect, one will die in one's life. Only by becoming a true immortal and ascending to the upper realm can one gain immortality.

Unlike ordinary monks, whenever Lu Xuan forms a Nascent Soul and the Nascent Soul runs away, the life wheel in his body will be reset.

That's right, it's resetting, and the life wheel in his body will be reset to the state three years ago.

In this process, not only his physiological age, but his mentality will also become younger.

To put it in the words of Lu Xuan’s master who has ascended to the fairy world and has become a saint and ancestor.

This is called killing the energy of the world, and the years on the Lingtai are left without any trace.

It belongs to the state that many powerful people cannot seek when they realize the truth in the later stage.

Of course, the master emphasized that other powerful people all have Nascent Soul.

Therefore, even though he had become the ancestor of Daoyan Sect, Lu Xuan did not have any dusk energy.

"The reset of life span, long-lasting vision, and the running away of the Nascent Soul is not all bad things."

Lu Xuan has a good attitude:

"And maybe it will succeed next time?"

Mr. Lu, who is already over 9,000 years old, drank a sip of wine.

My body swayed with the lounge chair and hummed a song gently.

"Uncle Master! Uncle Master!"

A call came from outside the courtyard, but old but full of energy.

After a few breaths, an old man with white hair appeared in front of Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan slowly sat up from the lounge chair, wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, and looked at the head of the big sleeves and wide robe:

"What's wrong with Anwar?"

"I just came out of seclusion and remembered that today should be the day when the ancestor uncle got a baby..."

The real person named Anhua and the Taoist name Qingyangzi rubbed his hands and said looking forward to it:

"Well, has the ancestor uncle broken through?"

The old man with crane hair and a young face is called Fengshen handsome young man as his uncle.

If this scene is seen by outsiders, I will definitely be very surprised.

Lu Xuan looked at the head master Sun Qiying's eyes and pointed to the black crack in the sky:

"Just... let's play steadily."

It has been a baby for nine thousand years, as always.

"Sure..."

Qingyangzi showed an expression of "I knew it would be like this", and her old face was full and relieved.

"Why are you laughing so happily?"

Lu Xuan looked suspicious.

"Ahem..."
To be continued...