I will become an immortal in this world

Deep in the universe, spectacular nebulae are floating among them. The largest nebula is like an arm, with the palm facing upward. The surrounding stars are as small as dust in front of it.

Fang Wang's soul came to a broken continent under the nebula. This continent was like fallen leaves floating in the starry sky, without its own direction.

There is a mountain peak on the broken continent, without plants and water sources, desolate and lonely.

An ancient stone tablet stood halfway up the mountain. Fang Wang's soul fell down and saw three red letters engraved on it.

Nantianmen!

Could it be the Nantianmen in Chinese mythology?

Fang Wang was curious in his heart, and his soul emitted spiritual consciousness to see if there was any mystery hidden in this stone tablet.

boom!

Fang Wang suddenly felt the obstacle of the restriction, which inspired him and immediately forced a breakthrough.

The restrictions in the Nantianmen Stone Tablet are very strong, and can only be broken through when reaching the Heaven and Earth Universe Realm. Although Fang Wang is only in the Sky-Stepping Realm, his spiritual consciousness has surpassed that of ordinary Heaven and Earth Universe monks, so he can break through it easily.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of memories poured into Fang Wang's mind.

for a long time.

Fang Wang's soul opened his eyes, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

It turns out to be a method of spiritual practice!

Judging from the information he received, this technique is extremely profound, but the information inside is too complicated and has no stable order. This means that if Fang Wang wants to practice the Tiangang Holy Body True Technique, he must first understand it. Shun.

He immediately sprang into action.

The integration of Lingxiao Divine Sect and Jiuyou Free Technique has been delayed. Now, you can integrate the new technique first, at least to make yourself progress.

Just like that, Fang Wang's spirit floated in front of the stone tablet, motionless.

One day after another.

A full month later.

Fang Wang finally found a familiar feeling, and his consciousness entered the Heavenly Palace.

This is also the first time he has entered the Heavenly Palace in the state of his soul!

Fang Wang began to practice this technique, which is called Xuandu Yi Jing. It is not a simple practice method, but also includes a whole set of Taoist methods, involving metaphysics, deduction, luck, magic, etc. He has already prepared for long-term retreat. Prepare.

By the time he had mastered Xuandu Yi Jing to a small degree, five hundred years had passed.

good!

Fang Wang still maintained his interest in Xuandu Yi Jing and continued to practice.

He found that every time he practiced the Xuandu Yi Jing, more creations would be born from this skill. This was a changing skill.

From Xiaocheng to Dacheng, it was like changing a technique, and it took Fang Wang a full twelve thousand years!

His scalp started to feel numb and he couldn't bear it anymore.

After reaching Dacheng, Xuandu Yi Jing burst out with more methods. There are more than a thousand kinds of minor spells, and its internal strength has evolved into a unique characteristic.

Xuandu Yi Jing can absorb the power of others and turn it into your own power!

The most difficult moment has arrived, that is to cultivate from the state of Dacheng to the state of perfection!

What followed was a long and boring period of suffering, and Fang Wang could only grit his teeth and persevere.

When he had thoroughly practiced Xuandu Yi Jing to the state of Dzogchen, he looked back and realized that this skill had taken him a total of eighteen thousand years, and he didn't even bother to look at the fraction.

Fang Wang felt like the world was spinning, and his consciousness returned to reality.

He is still floating in front of the stone tablet at Nantianmen, still maintaining his spirit state.

Fang Wang immediately took back his soul and went into seclusion for eighteen thousand years. He had to indulge himself!

The process of recovering the soul was extremely fast. When it returned to Fang Wang's body, it was almost noon. He immediately stood up from the floor-to-ceiling window and went out.

It was still the same restaurant where he usually ate. When the boss asked him why he hadn't come during this time, he just made up an excuse and dealt with it.

He walked to the dining table in the corner and sat down, then took out his cell phone and waited for the food to be served.

Within a month, there were many missed calls on his mobile phone, most of which were advertising promotions, and there were even more messages on his social software.

Fang Wang saw that Yang Lin'er sent him the most messages. At first, she was saying hello to him. Later, she began to worry about gains and losses. After that, she was worried that something would happen to Fang Wang and make him laugh or cry.

Fang Wang wanted to reply to the message, but suddenly felt something and put the phone aside.

He began to admire the scenery outside the window, which was right on the side of the road. This was his favorite location.

Not long after, Yang Lin'er walked past the window. She subconsciously looked into the restaurant. When she saw Fang Wang, she suddenly looked surprised. Then, she stared at Fang Wang with an angry expression on her face, saying goodbye. Said, this expression made Fang Wang feel a little cute.

Fang Wang raised his hand and greeted Yang Lin'er with a smile. This made Yang Lin'er furious. She quickly walked into the restaurant and came to Fang Wang all the way. She put her hands on her hips, stared at Fang Wang, and asked, "Why don't you come back?" My news? I thought you..."

Fang Wang tilted his head, looked at her, and asked with a smile, "What? Do you still think I'm dead?"

Yang Lin'er looked at him with a smile on his face. For some reason, she felt that he deserved to be beaten, but half of her anger was gone.

She immediately sat across from Fang Wang and threw her small bag aside. She stared at Fang Wang and asked, "Do you hate me so much?"

Fang Wang had just been in seclusion for eighteen thousand years. He was really depressed. He was worried and needed someone to talk to. He said seriously: "I don't hate you, I just encountered something. You may not believe it. I am locked up in a place. A whole eighteen thousand years!"

When Yang Lin'er heard this, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Eighteen thousand years, do you know how I spent it?" Fang Wang sighed, with a collapsed look on his face.

Yang Lin'er couldn't help but rolled her eyes and said angrily: "You can live for eighteen thousand years? Why don't you say you are a god? Have you been watching the Internet recently? Watch less, it is easy to get addicted to that kind of stuff, our company Many people are chasing after me and have lost their energy at work.”

It is now 2016, and online entertainment is developing rapidly.

Fang Wang shrugged and said, "To tell you the truth, I am an immortal cultivator and I can live forever. If you like me, I can't stay with you forever."

Yang Lin'er hummed: "Then let me tell you the truth, I am the reincarnation of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl, are you afraid?"

Fang Wang was happy and asked: "Dare I ask where my friend practices Taoism?"

"Then I can't tell you."

The two chatted and couldn't help but smile at each other.

Yang Lin'er thought Fang Wang was strange and out of place, but she was fascinated by his energy.

Fang Wangze lamented that no one believes the truth these days.

He was also thinking about one thing at the same time. Should he fall in love and relax?

If they talk for four or five years and then break up, maybe he will be over in Yang Lin'er's heart.

Fang Wang has practiced the Formless and Invisible Zhoutian Gong, leaving no cause and effect, and is not afraid of leaving trouble for Yang Liner. Moreover, this world is desolate and there is no powerful existence at all. Maybe the fairy court in the upper world has forgotten the existence of this world.

That day, Fang Wang took Yang Lin'er to play until the evening. At nine o'clock in the evening, Fang Wang dropped her off at the subway station.

The subway has arrived and is slowing down. Before leaving, Yang Lin'er stood in front of Fang Wang and hummed: "Jiutian Xuannv will go to work tomorrow. The internship period has not passed yet. You can't fish, and you can't forget to reply to my messages again. "

Fang Wang shook his head and said: "I can't guarantee this, but you don't have to worry. If I don't reply to you, it doesn't mean that I died at home, but that I am practicing in retreat."

Yang Lin'er rolled her eyes at him, turned around and stepped into the subway car.