Chapter 444: Meng Lang(1/2)
The only thing that has been used to cultivate immortality since ancient times has been around for thousands of years in the blink of an eye.
This statement has two ends.
Some things don't work out that way.
Xuantian Guan made various actions in all directions in Cross City, but these things only offset the actions of the disciples.
It's not that big of a problem.
After all, they didn't cause any trouble. On the contrary, each of them was profound in their conduct and even had the tendency to go further.
Especially the sea of clouds.
Originally, he followed the path of a man with supernatural powers and martial arts.
Logically speaking, the lifespan of this path is actually not long, but it is due to the fact that he has obtained part of the origin of Tongtian Jianmu.
Only then can one be able to cultivate immortality and achieve Taoism.
Under normal circumstances, living for tens of thousands of years would not be a problem.
This is actually very powerful!
After all, this Yuanhui is only 129,600 years old.
It’s hard to say what kind of things are there.
After all, as a true transcendent person with the level of an immortal.
Especially those with great supernatural powers.
These big bosses who have already gone out of their way and control countless magical powers all regard time as not a good thing.
Take control of the timeline at every turn.
There might even be some immortal-level bosses who would reopen the universe and change the world all over again with just a thought.
If your cultivation is low, you only have this little benefit, and you don't even know that you have died once and been resurrected.
For most ordinary people and even practitioners, they can truly control the power of time.
The great supernatural power who is respected as the ancestor in the vast world is already a big boss who controls their lives and even ignores everything in countless timelines.
But for those with great supernatural powers, sometimes it is even more uncomfortable to actually face the power of the immortal level.
It's like a true immortal level existence has gained a glimmer of immortality.
It is said that he is a sage from high in the sky and has the right way to practice true cultivation.
When you reach the level of a true immortal, you can actually feel that time has changed in this world.
If some great supernatural power takes action against them and adjusts the timeline, even though they don't know what happened.
But I know when the time has changed.
Even if it is really imposed on them, they can even feel how many times they have changed.
If you don't have this ability.
How can one be called a high heavenly saint?
True immortals can feel the traces of the passage of time of people with great magical powers, but without access to great supernatural powers, they will never be able to spy on the Taoist fruits of existences at the level of immortals.
A person of this level.
If they take action in person, even with great supernatural powers, they will only feel a slight change in themselves.
But they will always be like fish in a river, unable to jump out.
It would be better if they were those with great supernatural powers whose enlightenment time was relatively short.
As for those big guys who haven't made much progress since the beginning of the world, and have even lived for who knows how many eras.
Such a life is simply torture.
It can be said that I am suffering in the eighteen levels of hell all the time, but I can't see the way forward.
Therefore, some people with great supernatural powers simply get tired of playing, quit playing, and no longer want to play with them. Some even open up a small world for everyone to play in their own way.
Living alone in a small building, I don't care about spring, summer, autumn and winter, and I go my own way.
That's why the world today feels a little empty amid prosperity.
After all, the status of this world is too high.
If there are many masters of this magical power, some weird things will naturally happen.
For example, some people like to open their vests randomly.
Some people like to log in to other people's accounts.
After all, apart from this vast world, there are still endless vast worlds that are enough for them to explore.
When a person reaches the level of almighty, he can show his power across the heavens and all realms, possessing incredible abilities.
Theoretically speaking.
A true immortal with great power can control countless vests at the same time in all the heavens and worlds.
Of course, if you no longer want to play in one of the worlds, you can still log in and open a new account.
Of course, this is a bit much.
Anyway, at this moment, Wei Yi took a basket of Xiantian Yunqi that he had collected and swayed around it, and came to Nanfangbu Continent, in front of one of the low hills that didn't look too high.
At this time, it was August 15th.
Although there is a saying that the moon on the fifteenth day is sixteen round, this does not mean that the moon on the fifteenth day will not be round.
not to mention.
There doesn't seem to be any inspiration here, it's just an ordinary garden where ordinary people drink tea and chat.
Three or five Taoists in Taoist robes were either drinking tea and chatting, or playing chess and drinking.
One by one, it is endless fun.
It seems that he is really free, full of incomparable naturalness, and does not seem to care about the changes in time in the outside world.
finally.
At one of these moments.
Looking at the old man with a big head, he happily took his gourd and crutches, then looked in the distance in the direction of Wei Yi and said with a smile:
"Fellow Taoists, please don't play here."
"In the distance, our distinguished guest has arrived. Why don't you quickly go outside to greet him?"
After the words fell, the other real immortals who were eating, drinking and having fun seemed to be waking up from a dream.
One by one, they walked outside to greet their friends.
In this case.
While Wei Yi was standing on the white clouds in the sky outside, he saw five true immortal-level figures walking slowly towards him.
It was obvious that these people must have come out to greet him.
Although it's not very grand.
But when five true immortal figures came out to greet him, it was one of the biggest scenes in the world.
Watching Wei Yi picking up a basket of innate cloud Qi, he felt the cloud Qi from all directions, even rising thousands of miles away.
The big-headed old man walking in the front couldn't help but laugh:
"Hahahaha, my Taoist friends have come from afar, but I am a poor Taoist and I am disappointed. Please forgive me for my sins~"
When he said this, the big-headed old man suddenly spoke to the female crown holding a brocade handkerchief next to him:
"Fairy Hanlian, why don't you hurry up and accept the gift from fellow Taoist?"
"The poor Taoist is watching the basket of innate cloud Qi in the hands of fellow Taoist. It must have been collected from countless places with beautiful scenery and bright moonlight in the south and north of the world."
"Although it is not a treasure that towers over the heavens and the earth, embodying the spiritual light of all things, this kind of thought from my fellow Taoist has saved the fairy a hundred years of hard work."
"Fairy, you have to thank your fellow Taoist properly~"
At the end of the sentence, the big-headed old man couldn't help but laugh kindly.
For a time, vegetation flourished, everything flourished, and it seemed as if the whole world had become gentle.
And heard his words.
The very gentle looking woman holding a brocade handkerchief could not help but smile at Wei Yi and said:
"I'm sorry to bother you, fellow Taoist, to waste so much time."
"Hundreds of years ago, Pindao collected many kinds of cloud Qi, thus weaving this cloud and mist fairy cloth into colorful colors."
"I would like to thank my fellow Taoist here."
"When the poor Taoist has woven fairy clothes in the coming day, he will definitely send a few pieces to fellow Taoists. It will not be considered as letting down the hard work of fellow Taoists."
To be continued...