Cultivation starts from simplifying the exercises

Chapter 1469: The Strongest in the Long River of History

On the way back, Chen Fei deliberately separated a part of his spiritual consciousness into the Zangyuan Bell and briefly recounted what had happened recently.

When the road to immortality appeared, even inside the Cangyuan Bell, the shadow of the road to immortality was reflected in the souls of both the human and Xian races. Soon after, a body transformed by Chen Fei's mind appeared.

Chen Fei did not say that he had killed a Taoist ancestor, but only said that his strength had grown a bit and he was about to embark on the path to becoming an immortal, while Qiankun City and Xian City returned to Xuanling Territory.

It was precisely because they heard that Chen Fei was going to become an immortal that so many people in Qiankun City showed concerns.

They understand the significance of the path to becoming an immortal, so they know that all the top powers in the entire Guixu world will compete for it. In this situation, how can they not worry?

Chen Fei looked at those familiar faces and didn't say much. He just waved his hand and scattered a large amount of top-grade Yuan Crystals in all directions.

The figures of the Night Demon Soldiers appeared, and a formation formed in the void. The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise appeared in the four directions of southeast, northwest, northeast, and southwest respectively.

The top-grade Yuan Crystal was integrated into the core of the Four Symbols Formation, and the Yuan Qi of the heaven and earth in the entire Xuanling Realm surged towards here.

Chen Fei's previous performance in the martial arts arena, and Nan Caiming's subsequent failure to keep Chen Fei, forcing him to quickly enter the martial arts arena to pass the level, have already declared that Chen Fei possesses the strength of a Taoist ancestor.

Although Chen Fei will not be in Xuanling Domain at that time, as long as it is not confirmed whether Chen Fei is dead or alive on the road to becoming an immortal, almost no Supreme Realm will come to Xuanling Domain to cause trouble for the human race and the Xian race.

However, just in case, Chen Fei still had to use the Four Symbols Formation to protect the human race. This kind of formation, which had a large number of top-grade Yuan Crystals as the core of the formation, would take a lot of time for a peak ninth-level warrior to break through.

But this alone is not enough.

The Zangyuan Bell burst into a dazzling golden light, and then completely merged into the Four Symbols Formation.

The Zang Yuan Bell absorbed a lot of spiritual light from the void, and with the blessing of the Frost Heavenly Dao, it has become a Taoist treasure.

Even without Chen Fei to drive it, the Cang Yuan Bell can now exert the combat power of the ordinary ninth-level peak. With the cooperation of the Four Symbols Formation, even if the Taoist Ancestor came, it can last for more than an hour.

If only ordinary peak ninth-rank masters came, even if there were several of them, relying on the self-circulating property of the Four Symbols Magic Formation, they would not be able to break the current Four Symbols Magic Formation.

In other words, as long as Daozu does not show up, Qiankun City and Xiancheng can rest easy.

With the emergence of the path to immortality, no Taoist master could resist the temptation. Even if there was one, as long as they had no grudges against Chen Fei, they would not deliberately target Qiankun City and Xian City.

After all, if you really do this, it will not cause any substantial loss to Chen Fei except to fully arouse his anger.

However, after doing all this, Chen Fei was still a little worried. After thinking for a while, an eighth-level warrior separated from the Night Demon Warrior and then stepped into Qiankun City.

Chen Fei didn't know whether he could allow the Night Demon Warrior to temporarily return to the Xuanling Realm when needed if he entered the path to immortality.

In that case, just separate out an eighth-rank combat weapon.

If there really is a short-sighted Taoist who wants to come to Qiankun City, then this eighth-rank warrior will directly transform into a Night Demon warrior.

Chen Fei nodded to Shi Dingan who was standing beside him, glanced at his master and friends, then turned around and disappeared in the sky above Qiankun City.

"Don't worry too much, Brother Chen has already broken through to the peak of the ninth level not long ago, and a Dao Ancestor was killed by Brother Chen."

Shi Dingan looked at the expressions in the eyes of many human beings and couldn't help but chuckle.

Hearing Shi Dingan's words, everyone above Qiankun City was stunned, and their worries about Chen Fei's journey to become an immortal were all dispelled by Shi Dingan's words.

After breaking through the peak of the ninth level and killing another Dao Ancestor, doesn’t that mean Chen Fei is the Dao Ancestor?
So, a Taoist ancestor appeared among the human race?
While all human beings were still digesting this shocking news, Chen Fei had already appeared in front of the path to immortality.

Chen Fei turned his head and looked behind him. There were several streams of light flying towards this side. Not all of them were Daozu-level warriors. There were actually a few peak ninth-level warriors among them.

There is only one chance to become the master of the Guixu Realm. Although the hope seems slim, these peak ninth-level masters still want to give it a try.

The nature is actually the same as those ninth-level peaks who had entered the martial arts arena before. It's just that if you win the gamble on the road to becoming an immortal, the rewards you get will be greater, or much greater.

Chen Fei took a quick glance and turned to look towards the path to immortality.

The crystal of time rules can no longer see what will happen after the road to becoming an immortal. This is truly unknown. If you fail, you may end up dead.

With the blessing of three powerful Heavenly Daos, Feng's Heavenly Dao is one step beyond the nine Heavenly Daos, the Hun Tian Sword Chapter of the Great Perfection Realm, and the Dragon Elephant Return to the Ruins of 80% of the Perfection Realm.

Chen Fei's expression was full of calmness, and he took one step on the road to becoming an immortal.

The surging power instantly enveloped Chen Fei, and Chen Fei actually lost all perception of the outside world, but this situation only lasted for a moment, and then everything returned to normal.

A rich energy of heaven and earth that had never been felt before was overwhelming, surpassing any place in the Guixu Realm, and even incomparable to it in the Wanjie Martial Arts Arena.

Chen Fei was floating in the air, looking at the vast expanse of white all around him, with only a piece of land appearing below.

He could sense the Way of Heaven, and his energy, spirit and soul were circulating without any hindrance. The power he controlled was no different from before.

The only thing that made Chen Fei sense something unusual was probably the time.

The flow of time here is a little abnormal, but because there is no reference, Chen Fei can't tell whether the flow of time here is speeding up or slowing down, or something else.

Chen Fei's figure flashed and appeared on the land below.

Just as Chen Fei stood firm, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. It seemed as if the figure had always been there, as if Chen Fei just didn't see it.

The figure in front slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Fei. His lifeless eyes began to focus, and then the majestic power of Heavenly Dao suddenly poured into this figure, one of the powers of Heavenly Dao clearly reached the level of the nine great Heavenly Daos.

"Senior, are you the Supreme of the Tao Clan?" Chen Fei looked at the figure, his expression suddenly changed, and he remembered what he saw in the Origin of the Void.

The Tao people are a supreme race that has long disappeared in the long river of history.

When the Tao Clan was at its peak, the strongest person in the clan reached the late ninth level. But later, for unknown reasons, the clan was directly exterminated, and only a few traces of the Tao Clan remained in the Guixu Realm.

The Tao clan, a supreme race, not only has impressive strength, but also has another characteristic, which is their obsession with music.

His passion for music even surpassed his pursuit of a higher level of cultivation.

Nowadays, there are still many musical melodies created by the Tao people circulating in the Guixu Realm, but few practitioners know that they were created by the Tao people tens of thousands of years ago.

Chen Fei did not expect to see the disappeared Tao clan supreme realm on this immortal road. Moreover, this immortal road also forcibly raised the cultivation of the Tao clan supreme realm to the Daozu level.

“I didn’t expect that there are still strong people in Guixu Realm who remember my Tao Clan.”

Hearing Chen Fei's words, Sikong Jiang showed a smile on his face, and then a thin sword as thin as a cicada's wing appeared in Sikong Jiang's hand.

"If you want to continue on the path to becoming an immortal, you must first pass this test with me. I wonder if you want to fight with words or with fists?" Sikong Jiang flicked the rapier in his hand, and a crisp sound shook out.

"What is a literary fight and what is a physical fight?" Chen Fei asked curiously.

"In a literary duel, you can compete with me in your insights into music. If you can convince me, you will pass this level. As for a physical duel, the real test will naturally be seen in your hands." Sikong Jiang said in a deep voice.

"If I admit defeat halfway, can I leave?" Chen Fei asked.

"If you choose a verbal duel, you can leave if you admit defeat. If you choose a physical duel, you will fight to the death!" There was a cold light in Sikong Jiang's eyes.

Chen Fei's expression moved slightly. It seemed that those ordinary ninth-level peak warriors who came in, as long as they were not stubborn enough to choose fighting, would have a chance to keep their lives even if they lost.

If every strong person who walked out of the long river of history was endowed with a powerful heavenly way, ordinary ninth-level peak people could only choose the path of literary combat.

This path to becoming an immortal is quite interesting, as it actually leaves room for so many different options.

In other words, according to the instinct of Guixu Realm, all the hundreds of arts that have existed in Guixu Realm may have value, and there is not just one path of martial arts.

"Have you decided what to choose, sir?" Sikong Jiang stared at Chen Fei and said.

"Fighting!" Chen Fei said with a smile on his face.

Chen Fei didn't know any music. Among all the arts, Chen Fei was best at formation, followed by alchemy. Even when forging weapons, Chen Fei used the method of great strength to create miracles.

If it's a battle of formations, Chen Fei would be a little interested, but as for the rest, forget it.

"As you wish!"

Sikong Jiang's expression suddenly became indifferent, and then his figure flashed and appeared in front of Chen Fei. The majestic power of heaven instantly rushed towards Chen Fei.

Sikong Jiang was resurrected for a while on the road to becoming an immortal. Apart from the initial joy, he didn't know what was going on. But as he knew his mission, Sikong Jiang was left with only endless resentment.

Because he is really dead, his current resurrection is fake. Regardless of victory or defeat, Sikong Jiang will still turn into a wave in the long river of history, and there is no chance for him to be truly resurrected to the present.

He was clearly picked out from the long river of history, but then he was told that this was just a flash in the pan. This extreme contrast brings no gratitude, only resentment.

Sikong Jiang hated the strong man who destroyed the Tao tribe back then, and he also hated everything around him.

Chen Fei looked up at Sikong Jiang and saw the look in Sikong Jiang's eyes that wanted to destroy everything. Chen Fei thought about it for a moment and understood where the other party's resentment came from.

For Sikong Jiang, everything he saw was indeed cruel.

But what does this have to do with Chen Fei? It was not Chen Fei who brought Sikong Jiang here.

Chen Fei clenched his right fist and suddenly took a step forward. He didn't even use the Qianyuan Sword and punched out directly.

"boom!"

Wherever the fist went, Sikong Jiang's body paused in mid-air, then turned into ashes and disappeared.