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Chapter 1064 Immortal
The top of the mountain of books, spanning the eighth, ninth, and tenth, the chess game of the three eras has finally ushered in the end, the black and white chess pieces are intertwined, and the shadow of a Kunpeng that is about to fly is outlined, and it has the ambition to rise to the clouds , unstoppable.

"You won this game, you should have good wind to help you go here."

As a result, Confucian Saint was happy for his old friend from the bottom of his heart.

Hearing this, Nan Huazi shook his head.

"It's not that I won, it's that we won."

Hearing this, Confucian Saint was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, we won. When are you going to go down the mountain?"

With a rare smile, Confucian Saint asked.

Nan Huazi's state is very strange. He is not a living person or a creature in the true sense. Back then, Nan Huazi was a madman, and his real spirit was divided into two parts. One represents his human side, and the other represents his demonic side, which is the big dream. real butterfly.

At the beginning, the human side of Nan Huazi suppressed and killed the real butterfly in the dream with almost the same means. He should have sunk in the dream like the real butterfly in the dream, waiting for the opportunity to return. The true spirit was fished out from the dreams of all living beings, and consumed Haorantian's power to maintain its existence.

It is precisely because of this that Nan Huazi resolutely cut off the dream path that he had practiced all his life, and switched to the painting path. If he didn't do this, his true spirit would never be able to escape the dreams of sentient beings.

"Sooner rather than later, I still have to make preparations for it, and the man king is also related to your Confucianism plan, we can't really let him die in a dream."

"At this time your real body is still sleeping, and only I can do this, but I have a question to ask you before going down the mountain."

Looking at the Confucian saint, the smile on Nan Huazi's face faded and became serious.

"You ask."

The four eyes met, and the Confucian saint actually had a guess in his mind about the question Nan Huazi wanted to ask.

"I know you have been studying the way of immortality for many years, but I want to know what is immortality?"

With a low voice, Nan Huazi asked the question he wanted to ask.

More than one era has passed, although he spent most of the time in a daze, but he did not let go of his practice. He used his heart as a horse, and took the heaven and earth as a scroll, galloping recklessly, sketching his own painting, whether he was asleep or awake, it didn't affect his cultivation. The formation of Zhang's painting, because it is a reflection of his heart, is almost instinctive.

Although he is only a little true spirit now, has not reshaped his real body, and has no cultivation base, but his comprehension of Dao has actually reached the level of heavenly immortals, and it is precisely because of this that he is sure to achieve the great way of heavenly immortals.

And after the immortal is immortality, he is naturally very interested in this, although the immortal is great, but only immortality can last forever.

Hearing this, Confucian Saint's white eyebrows twitched a bit, and his originally deep eyes became more and more elusive.

"The way of immortality is simple and easy to say, but difficult to say."

"It is a process for a monk to explore the avenue of heaven and earth from the beginning of his practice to the achievement of the essence of a celestial being. In the ordinary stage, he borrows demons to cultivate immortals, complements himself, and obtains the qualification to touch the avenue of heaven and earth. In the stage of immortal gods, he seeks up and down and seeks the Tao with skills. , step by step approaching the law of the great way, and when you comprehend [-]% of a law of the great way and make it great, you will reach the acme of heavenly immortals, and then you will be in the realm of the immortal."

"If immortal gods are Tao seekers, then immortality is the master of Taoism. If you want to achieve immortality, you must fully master a law of the great way. Of course, this alone is not enough. To achieve immortality, you must have enough origin of heaven and earth. As a support, because only in this way can monks use the law of the great way as fire and the source of heaven and earth as material to forge their own immortal golden nature."

"Those who have the golden nature will be immortal, just like the rock in the river, let the time wash away and I will stand still, and I can live the same life as the heaven and the earth."

The words were a little erratic, and the Confucian sage explained the way of immortality to Nan Huazi.

At this moment, the world was silent, and his words flowed in the ears of the two, but did not enter the ears of others.

Hearing this, Nan Huazi was shocked.

"The original nine days?"

Knowing something, Nan Huazi touched the deepest secret of this world.

Hearing this, the Confucian saint nodded.

"Throughout the ages, starting from the demon ancestor Taihuang in the second era, the Taoist ancestor, the Buddha, the demon ancestor, the dragon ancestor, the Qi ancestor, the emperor Ying, and the god mother, a total of eight immortals have obtained the source of the day, and it is precisely because Only in this way can they temper their golden nature and live forever.”

After receiving such an answer, Nan Huazi was a little lost.

"There are nine days, no matter how high the sky is, I'm afraid no one can occupy it. The remaining eight days are all owned. If it weren't for the birth of the unexpected tenth day, Yinming Tian, ​​wouldn't there be no one in this world who would be immortal?"

Muttering to himself, Nan Huazi's heart was turned upside down at this moment. He finally understood why there are so few immortals in this world, because the places are limited, and it's not enough for mere talent. For thousands of years, as long as you don't get the source of the day, you can't achieve longevity.

No wonder every time the wheel of the era turns, an extremely tragic battle will break out in the Taixuan Realm, and the heavenly immortals and demon emperors will fall for it, because this is the opportunity to prove immortality, and they can't help it.

Looking at Nan Huazi who lost his composure, the Confucian sage didn't say anything. When he first came across this truth, his heart was also extremely complicated.

"Is there no other way to prove immortality other than the original nine days?"

Feeling unwilling, Nan Huazi asked again.

Facing Nan Huazi's scorching gaze, after pondering for a moment, the Confucian sage nodded.

"The nine heavens and the ten earths correspond to each other, and they all contain a powerful source of heaven and earth. Since the nine heavens can support the immortal, in theory, the ten earths should also be able to support the immortal."

"However, the nine heavens have spirits, which are not the same as the heavens, and the ten earths have no spirits. They are favored by the heavens. Unless they can bear the wrath of the heavens, no one dares to seize the origin of the ten earths."

"Besides, Zhou Tian and Xingchen also have the power of the origin of heaven and earth, and it is precisely because of this that those who become immortals need to grasp the fate star and use the power of the fate star to open up the immortal heaven."

"Ordinary stars cannot bear immortality, but as the lords of the stars, the yin and the sun have strong origins and can support immortals. However, the sun star is occupied by the demon ancestors. In addition to being the lord of the great red sky, it is also the lord of the sun star, and the yin star Then there is a loss in the origin, and it will no longer be miraculous."

Without concealment, the Confucian sage told all the roads to immortality that he knew.

Hearing this, Nan Huazi fell silent. Confucian sages seemed to have many choices, but in fact they were almost none. This is the current status quo of Taixuan Realm, with no bright future ahead.

"The sky is the highest, and the ten earths are its shelter, which is difficult to shake. The sun has its master, and the sun has its losses. There seem to be many roads, but there is only one way to go, and that is the cloudy sky of the tenth day. Friends, will you fight for this opportunity?"

Knowing the cruel truth, Nan Huazi's heart is complicated and unspeakable. He naturally desires immortality, but for this, he must fight everyone regardless of right or wrong?If Confucian saints are also going to end, will they become Dao enemies?This is not in line with his heart.

Hearing this, the Confucian saint shook his head.

"Heaven has spirit, it is God's will. Although the opportunity is there, in fact, every time there is someone who is destined for it, it is even more difficult for outsiders to compete."

Looking at Nan Huazi, the Confucian sage uttered a more cruel fact. From ancient times to the present, those who have obtained the source of the sky are basically the people whose destiny belongs to them. It is not something you can fight for if you want to. The merits and honing of the Destiny to become Dao are the same for the Demon Ancestor and the Dao Ancestor. Those who can change the Destiny, not to mention none, are very few.

(End of this chapter)