Originally, life is determined.

There is a lot of age for people to live, and God has decided for you early.

Therefore, what cultivators do have always done against the will of heaven.

If you want to go against the will of heaven, you must see through the essence of heaven. Only when you tear the sky and drill out of it can you become an existence of the same level as the heaven and earth.

Obtain eternal life.

It is called becoming an immortal in the world of immortal cultivation.

But over the endless years, countless immortal cultivators have advanced, and most of them have died halfway through the road. Only a small number of people can reach the top, and when they truly reach the end, they can break through the barrier and become immortals.

Very rare.

I'm afraid that from the endless years to the end, there are less than a hundred people together.

Less than a hundred people.

What a horrible number this is?

After all, there are more than 400 emperors in the Chinese civilization, the feudal dynasty for two thousand years.

But these immortal cultivators may have existed in ancient times. After so many years, there are less than a hundred people.

Too scary.

Although there are very few successful people and the probability of success is extremely low, this small success rate has attracted countless people to embark on this path of no return.

after all.

As long as you can practice a little bit successfully, even if you reach the innate realm, your life span can reach up to five hundred years. Who would choose to die if you can live?

It is precisely because of this that practitioners will see through the secrets of heaven and earth, understand the trends of heaven and earth, break through themselves from the great way, and find the true meaning.

The method just used in Jiangnan.

It was learned from two books.

If placed in real society, there is a name called Feng Shui Master.

Through the true qi covering the eyes, you can see the direction of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, where is the spiritual energy more abundant, and where is the spiritual energy more thin.

Where there is abundant spiritual energy, it is a blessed place.

Where spiritual energy is scarce, it is mediocre.

A place that has no spiritual energy but is full of evil spirits and death energy is called a place of great danger.

Normally.

No matter where a temple is built, it is a temple after all. Countless people are dedicated to goodness and pray to heaven, and human good thoughts will bless the temple.

In addition, the monks in the temple kept chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The entire temple should be golden, holy and righteous, covering the world, and even actively attract spiritual energy to gather around the temple.

But.

Not only was the temple in front of him dead, but it was also full of black air. In the faintest sense, there were screams, like countless evil spirits and ghosts roaring wildly in the darkness.

Jiangnan frowned.

This place is too dangerous.

The person living here must be a very evil person!

While Jiangnan was thinking outside the door, suddenly the door of the temple opened. A monk wearing a monk's robe walked out and came to Jiangnan. He looked up and down, then stood with one hand and bowed slightly: "Sir, the abbot has calculated that there will be a distinguished guest to visit tonight. Please come in."

"oh?"

Jiang Nan was slightly stunned when he heard this.

He looked at the monk in front of him carefully.

The monk in front of him was surrounded by black air, and the energy was not very good. However, no matter how lingered the black air, it could not invade the heart. After a closer look, there were three golden lights between the monk's eyebrows, which were extremely firm, resisting the surrounding black air.

It seems that this monk is a person who devotes himself to the Buddha and has a very firm heart.

After a closer look, the broken robes worn by the monk were very worn and had many patches, but in a vague way, countless monks were chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"I dare to ask this little master, who is the monk's robe you are wearing?"

After Jiang Nan said this, the monk was obviously stunned. Then he couldn't help but look at Jiang Nan, frowned slightly, and his eyebrows were filled with surprise: "I didn't expect that the donor's eyesight was so powerful. This monk's robe belonged to my master."

"Understood."

After hearing this, Jiangnan suddenly realized that although the clothes were very worn, they were worn on the old abbot. The old abbot should be quite old. He has long blessed the very profound Buddhist teachings on the clothes.

That is why this young monk can help resist the invasion of black gas outside!

Jiangnan was calm on the surface, but he was a little surprised inside.

Unexpectedly, I had just come into contact with these immortals and could understand so much.

No wonder, the person who gave him the beads that day said he was the best.

"Let's go."

Jiangnan made a request gesture.

The little monk nodded, then led the way in front of him. Soon after, he arrived at a meditation room and opened the door. After a closer look, there was an old monk sitting in the room. The old monk was so old that he looked extremely old, and the wrinkles on his skin had been pulled down.

My hair was already gray and my beard was as white as snow.

Hearing a sound at the door, he slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing Jiangnan, his turbid old eyes showed a look of surprise.

"I never thought that what I had to wait for in this thousand-year-old temple was actually a young man."

The old monk opened his mouth slowly.

The little monk next to him was surprised when he heard this. The old monk sat cross-legged in the house for nearly three years, and had not eaten a bite or drank a sip of water for the past three years.

Normally speaking.

If you don’t eat alone, you can persist for a long time, but you will definitely die if you don’t drink water for three days.

However, the old monk has not eaten or drunk water for the past three years. He rarely speaks except chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Generally speaking, it is one or two words.

I asked him to come out to find Jiangnan today. I have already said a lot, but after seeing Jiangnan, the old monk said more.

"Old sir."

After seeing this, Jiang Nan closed his hands and bowed slightly. No matter what, he was also an old senior, and the aura of this senior was not weak, at least he was in the late stage of the innate stage.

"I know what you're looking for here."

The old monk smiled slowly: "There is a monster living in my temple."

"What?"

The little monk was shocked when he heard this, and an incredible expression appeared on his face, and he couldn't believe it at all.

"I know."

Jiang Nan nodded.

"You must remember the origin of this monster."

Jiangnan quickly lowered his head and listened carefully.

After the old monk finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes and told the story.

It turned out to be five hundred years ago.

A war broke out in the Central Plains.

This war involved many places, and countless people were killed or injured, one of which was a monster who took advantage of the war to devour people's corpses everywhere. In the end, he was not satisfied with swallowing the corpse and ate the living person directly.

I heard.

There were nearly 100 villages that were swallowed up by this guy.

During the devouring, the strength of this monster was greatly improved. It was almost the last village to transform into a god-turned monster!
Chapter completed!