Immortal Taoist: Cultivating in the Martial Arts World

East China Sea.

It is said that there is a fairy mountain in the East China Sea. Gu Xiao has been there before, but there are only some Japanese people on the island.

Perhaps Penglai is at the end of the world, and Penglai Fairy Mountain is in the storm at the end.

Back then, Gu Xiao saw danger, so he returned to China. As his cultivation became stronger over the years, Gu Xiao wanted to find out more.

"Anyway, we only have a few years to live. If we don't give it a try, how long will it be?"

Gu Xiao thought to herself.

After that, he took the boat and headed for the vast sea.

The round sky and the square place are the whole world. Both the ancients and he knew this.

What is even more curious is what exactly exists at the end of the round sky and the earth?

Is it the boundless void or a formation barrier?

China is the center of the world, and beyond that the land becomes more and more barren, followed by islands, and then the vast sea.

Gu Xiao kept walking eastward, and encountered storms and tsunamis during the period. The boat was overturned and drifted into the vast sea. Due to lack of supplies, he had no choice but to use the Taoist Turtle Breathing Technique to maintain his life.

The Dzogchen of Turtle Breath Kung Fu can even keep breathing and maintain vital signs, reducing consumption in a lifeless way.

About half a year passed.

Gu Xiao's head hit something hard, which seemed to be land. When he opened his eyes, he saw a land of ice and snow in front of him. The heavy snow seemed to never stop and kept falling.

The place where his head touched was not the land, but the bottom of a ship.

An old man and a young man looked at him in horror, and almost knelt down and kowtowed.

The appearance of these people is also very different from that of the Central Plains people. Their skin is pale, with blue blood vessels visible, their noses are high, their eyes are deep, and they have red hair and big eyes. They look like evil ghosts in mythology.

Could it be a barbarian? However, this person's appearance is very different from that of the Hu people. The Hu people's nose is not as high, and their skin is not as white.

Bang bang bang!

Gu Xiao suddenly jumped up, shook off the ice on his body, and jumped onto the boat.

"Where is this?"

Gu Xiao asked.

I saw the other party kneeling down and chatting for a long time without knowing what he was talking about.

After that, Gu Xiao lived in the land of ice and snow.

It took about three months for Gu Xiao to finally understand where this place was from the original gestures to simple verbal communication.

After that, I traveled in this far north country for half a year.

This country is called Rakshasa, and there are five million people in the Rakshasa country.

There are about 18,000 nobles, and the rest are all slaves. This country is heavily militarized, and the emperor is even more powerful in martial arts. He has practiced the Ice Soul Dao for thousands of years. When he strikes, heavy snow falls and freezes people into statues.

"I'm afraid he doesn't have the cultivation level of a great master." Gu Xiao thought to herself.

Ahead is a huge square. In the center of the square is a statue of an emperor with short hair and a rapier. It is about a hundred meters high. It is simply a miracle.

This is the Ice King of the Rakshasa Kingdom, the king who once defeated three thousand armies by himself.

In the Central Plains, only great masters have this level of cultivation.

Gu Xiao had no intention of competing.

At his level, it is almost impossible to break through through a life-and-death duel, unless a higher-dimensional being fights against him in incredible ways and learns something from it.

But this is very unlikely.

Gu Xiao left this country.

"The Rakshasa Kingdom... has a vast territory, no less than that of China. Most of it is extremely cold and permafrost. It has a sparse population and winters for two-thirds of the year. It is about 10,000 to 13,000 miles away from China. Its people are like wild beasts. Don’t deal with them in a human way!”

Gu Xiao knew that he had drifted to the Northland area, so he continued to head east.

I don’t know how long it took, but Gu Xiao, who was in ragged clothes, encountered a storm again.

He understood that he had come to the end of the world.

"Haha! I want to see what's going on with you!"

Wow!

Gu Xiao rose into the sky, and a pair of dark wings appeared behind her.

Boom boom boom!

Facing the thunder, Gu Xiao moved forward indomitably, his momentum rising and rising, and the dark demonic energy even dyed the sky blood red.

He has reached the limit of his human body, and the blood in his body is faintly glowing, causing his whole body to glow.

Suddenly, the clouds on the horizon revealed a corner of the palace.

It was a rusty bronze palace. The reliefs outside the palace were engraved with images, which were vaguely similar to the martial arts in the world. If you practice according to the images, you will definitely be able to cultivate your inner strength.

Although the technique is exquisite, it is not too advanced for a great master, but the images on the palace walls are so powerful, what is the situation inside the palace?

Soon, the palace was revealed in its entirety, and the dark door opened. Although you couldn't see clearly inside, it seemed that there was endless temptation waiting for you, and the door to a new world was about to open.

"Is this Shattered Void?" Gu Xiao muttered to herself, her eyes gradually becoming confused.

Finally, I made up my mind.

"Take a look, just take a look at the door from a distance, tell Zhenjun what you remember, and let him crack this place."

Thinking together, Gu Xiao found that she had arrived in the palace.

boom!

The bronze door is closed.

Gu Xiao never appeared again and was known as Shattered Void.

In Qinling, an old man buried his last old friend.

The peach blossom forest is still splendid, and he is the only one left among the seven people who played the piano on the mountain.

He leaned against the peach blossom tree and looked back in memory.

The last time Sun Simiao died, Xiang Youxian appeared in front of everyone for the first and last time.

Sun Simiao was lucky. He achieved immortality to a certain extent. Wherever there are people, there is the legend of Lao Sun.

And Xiang Youxian, who is in his nineties, is coming to the end of his life.

At this time, two young men dressed as hunters went up the mountain and saw a house here, so they came and saluted.

"Old man, can you pick a peach to eat?"

"Take whatever you want." Xiang Youxian waved casually, and the two of them picked two peaches.

"Come, have a drink with me."

Xiang Youxian threw the wine bottle over, the two looked at each other and said with a smile: "It's a gift from the elders, I don't dare to refuse."

An old man and two young men drank in silence.

"I live in seclusion in the mountains. My father-in-law must also be a big shot. Can you tell me his name? I'm Gao Ming at Luoma Villa. This is my younger brother Gundam."

"You want to hear it?"

"think!"

Xiang Youxian became interested and said: "Okay, let's start the story with the Seven Immortals of Qinling..."

A melodious and cheerful song began to play.

At the end of the song, everyone dispersed, and the last of the Seven Immortals of Qinling passed away.

The two brothers admired this man and buried Xiang Youxian without taking any money.

"What a strange man. Is Mr. Xu Zhen still alive?"

"As a Taoist god, he must be here."

"That song Xiaoyaoyou is good. It's better not to let the Divine Comedy be lost."

…

History is like a long river, flowing eastward all the time, until heroes grow old, beauties grow old, and all kinds of legends lose their color; seemingly eternal memories become blurred, and things that were eternal in the past become less real.

No one knows whether the legend is true or false.

The Taoist Heavenly God has not appeared for decades. Some people say that he has died of old age. Others say that Xu Xuan died of serious injuries after that battle. However, the Taoist sect does not publicize it for the sake of stability. There are also emerging strong men who want to challenge this The legendary master.

Geniuses have emerged again, but within the framework of Taoism, they no longer support secular forces and engage in the so-called struggle for world hegemony.

Instead, they move into the "jianghu" circle that ordinary people don't understand. No matter how fierce the struggle between the rivers and lakes is, most of them have nothing to do with ordinary people.

New generations are born and grow, and the previous generation grows and ages.

The former Shenxiu, Jingming'an, Tangming and Shengseng have disappeared in people's memory, and few people who were famous in the past remember them.

Except for Tang Ming, no one else is qualified to be included in the history books. Unless they are people with extremely knowledgeable families, basically no one knows about them.

After decades of management, Damo and Goguryeo were incorporated into the territory, and their masters were either killed or fled, changing from a secular political power to a sect that occupied the mountains and rivers.

The battle between the two sides continues, which is another epic story.

Xu Xuan is gone, but time has not stopped passing, but continues to flow as always.

Kou Zhen also became a gray-haired old man. In his later years, he also handed over power to Li Chunfeng and took care of himself at home.

Everything in the world is changing, except the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, the stars... and the gods.

Guijun, Mangjiang.

The old man was wearing a bamboo hat and holding a bamboo raft. The rain and dew in the early morning made the raincoat slightly wet, and there was a cold mist on the water. Behind the old man was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old.

The boy seemed to be coming out for the first time. He looked around excitedly, looking at the hills in front of him, and said, "Grandpa, is this the Python Mountain? Why is there not a single snake?"

"Your life is better now. When grandpa was fishing, he would see snakes every day."

"Then why did you suddenly disappear now?"

The old man's eyes were full of memories and he said: "Speaking of this matter, it goes back forty years ago..."

"My grandpa was as young as you at that time, a handsome young man from all over the country. At that time, there was a god who wanted to take my boat..."

"How did grandpa know he was a god?"

"Don't interrupt...Grandpa, I saw with my own eyes that the immortal turned stone into gold. This is true. Since the immortal came to Mangshan, the poisonous snakes in Mangshan have disappeared since then...um..."

"Disappeared..."

"Yes, the gods rewarded grandpa fifty taels of gold. Grandpa used the money to buy land and marry a wife. The storm was so bad that year. As the saying goes, the bigger the storm, the more fish there are. I slapped the table and decided to do something big... …”

"Then get rich...Grandpa, you have told me dozens of times, what do gods look like?"

"That god..."

Sun Tzu suddenly interrupted and said: "Is that immortal wearing white clothes? Has his hair long and loose? His face is white and beardless, just like the immortal in the painting?"

"Yes, yes, how do you know?"

"Over there!"

Following his grandson's gaze, the old man was stunned.