Begin to live forever and become the supreme being in the immortal world

Bihai City, dock area.

Han Xuan stood on a slowly sailing ship and looked at the Giant Whale Island in the distance.

That's where he spent his two lives, and it would be an unknown number of years before he could come back again.

There are the tombs of his relatives, children, grandchildren, and two beloved wives on the island.

Preserving his beautiful memories of more than two hundred years.

At this time, it was twenty years later, and Han Xuan was 114 years old.

Hu Waner and Hu Qianer, who were a few years older than him, passed away within a month of each other last year, which made him extremely sad.

Daughter Han Xun'er, who successfully established the foundation fifteen years ago at the age of 42, has now surpassed her father and was promoted to the second-level high-level alchemist ahead of schedule, becoming the highest pillar of the Han family.

After Han Ying'er's cousin succeeded in building a foundation, she became a Taoist couple with a sect's foundation-building disciple she met while on duty in Bihai City, and they stayed together and flew together. They were so unhappy.

The eldest grandson, Han Chengyun, possesses both spiritual roots of gold and fire. He became an inner disciple of the Bihai Sect when he was seven years old. Now, at just twenty years old, he has attained the eighth level of Qi training. If nothing else, he will be a disciple of the inner sect before the age of thirty. If the foundation can be successfully built, there is hope for a golden elixir in the future.

Han Xiao's body was mutilated in the evil calamity and his path to immortality was cut off, so he devoted all his energy to family management. Under his helm, the Han family became more and more prosperous, and there were several more spiritually-rooted monks in the family. .

The business of the Han family's elixir shop is also becoming more and more prosperous. It can barely rank among the top ten in the elixir industry in Bihai City, earning a large amount of spiritual stones for the Han family.

……

As the family prospered, Han Xuan let go of the last concern in his heart and resolutely pursued his own path to immortality.

A month ago, he cultivated to the ninth level of Qi training for the second time in this life, and faced the third spiritual training.

Three days ago, he made an excuse to go into seclusion, left a letter, and quietly left the sect.

Today, he changed his appearance and turned into a strange middle-aged man, appearing on a ship sailing from Giant Whale Island to Tianxing City.

He planned to spend the hundred years of his third life in Tianxing City.

Tianxing City is located one million miles northeast of Giant Whale Island. It is a city of casual cultivators.

There are two casual cultivators in the god-transformation stage, the Twin Saints of Heaven and Stars, who are in charge of the city. Monks of any status, except demonic cultivators, are welcome to settle there. It is a prosperous city of commerce and trade.

Han Xuan had no choice but to say goodbye to his relatives and leave Giant Whale Island.

In his second life, his aura was remembered by many golden elixir monks in the Bihai Sect, and he had an unexpected encounter with a supreme elder in the Nascent Soul stage.

Every time he is reincarnated at the end of his life and returns to his youth, although his body is a completely new self, the original aura in his soul is difficult to change.

Golden elixir and Nascent Soul monks not only have long lifespans, but also have terrifyingly good memories.

If he still stayed on Giant Whale Island in his third life, maybe one day a high-level monk would discover the secret hidden in his body.

After thinking for a long time, Han Xuan finally decided to leave Giant Whale Island and find a safe place not too far away to complete the third spiritual forging and rebuilding, and the subsequent third life-ending reincarnation.

Tianxing City was the place he chose for himself in the future.

……

The 100-foot sea ship, with its sails fully inflated, sails on the endless sea of ​​stars.

Sand gulls soar and sea fish leap;

There are no clouds in the sky, and the blue waves are rolling.

On the three huge sails, there are lines of cyan wind attribute runes outlined. As long as the supply of spiritual stones is sufficient, a strong sea breeze can be automatically attracted to push the ship on the sea at a speed of more than 10,000 miles per day. Speeding.

Han Xuan stood on the deck of the Blue Bird, admiring the scenery and counting the days.

He had been on the ship for two months and was already halfway through the journey. He was about to leave the traditional sphere of influence of Bihaimen and enter a chaotic sea.

As a scattered cultivator force, Tianxing City's control over the surrounding sea areas is seriously insufficient.

The dangers on the three to four hundred thousand miles of sea route between here and the destination are greatly increased.

Every few years, news would come out about evil cultivators blocking roads, robbing people, killing people and selling goods, which made Han Xuan very worried.

Although the ship he chose, the Blue Bird, is the best and most expensive one on this route, and there is even a real Jindan guarding the ship, the Blood Shadow Demonic Disaster has only happened twenty years ago. Who can guarantee that it will not happen? Accident?

To be on the safe side, Han Xuan returned to his cabin.

After activating the room ban, he took out a turtle shell the size of a basin with deep lines from his storage bag, reluctantly forced out a few drops of blood essence from his body, dripped it on it, and began to practice it repeatedly.

As the essence and blood are dripped and the number of sacrifices increases, the turtle shell gradually turns bright red, showing its charm and full of spirituality.

After the completion of the six sacrifices, the spirituality in the turtle shell has reached its limit, and combined with the dazzling blood light, it exudes a mysterious and mysterious rhythm.

"Qian is connected three times, Kun is broken six times, the bowl is shaken up, the bowl is covered by Gen, the middle part is empty, the middle part is full, the upper part is empty, the lower part is broken..."

Han Xuan poured magic power into the turtle shell and sang ancient songs, silently thinking about the bad luck of this trip.

The turtle shell instantly glowed with blood and trembled violently.

A feeling of emptying, like scraping bones and sucking marrow, arose from Han Xuan's body.

At the same time, scenes from the future flashed into his mind like a fast-forward video.

The sky is clear and the wind is gentle,

The breeze blows slowly and the blue waves ripple;

The wind is gentle and the sun is shining, fish and dragons are diving,

When a hurricane comes, the turbid waves empty;

In the rocky sea area, evil cultivators came out,

The golden elixir was entangled, and evil cultivators entered the ship;

The cabin was breached and the evil cultivators fought fiercely.

The treasure is exhausted, and the man is seriously injured and dying;

The evil cultivators retreated, and peace finally came.

……

"Click——"

The spirit turtle shell worth thousands of spirit stones was shattered into pieces, and the six-line blood turtle fingering technique finally ended.

Han Xuan couldn't care less about his five years of life and quickly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, he had used the secret technique of divination at all costs. Otherwise, as a young monk at the ninth level of Qi training, if he wanted to survive the disaster seven days later, it would really depend on his luck.

In the future clip, the upper-level luxury cabin where he lived, which he thought was the safest, became the first target of the evil cultivators.

In addition to a demonic golden elixir, among the evil cultivators, there were more than a dozen foundation-building and hundreds of late-stage Qi-training monks. He was targeted by an evil cultivator who was in the early stage of foundation-building.

After the cabin was breached, the second-level low-grade golden light evil-proof array that was hastily deployed only lasted for a quarter of an hour. Then, dozens of second-level talismans and three talisman treasures on his body bought him another half an hour before he was injured and forced to retreat. Evil practice.

He was also seriously injured throughout the process, but barely survived.

"Too dangerous!"

"Fortunately, the evil cultivator was not able to completely damage the ship. I was able to hide in the bottom cabin in advance to avoid serious injury."

"More than fifty second-level talismans and three talisman treasures, worth hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones, can be saved."

"These five years of life are worth it!"

The Six-Yao Blood Turtle Fortune-telling Technique is indeed a magical and heaven-defying secret technique involving the laws of destiny, and its effects are truly miraculous.

Han Xuan plans to carry a few more spirit turtle shells in his storage bag from now on. Every time he travels far away, he must first make a fortune.

Compared to saving a life, this turtle shell money and a few years of life are nothing.

……

Ten days later, Han Xuan, who had been transferred to the lowest cabin in advance, hid in the golden light evil-proof formation and hid fearfully all day long.

It wasn't until the sound of fighting on the upper level of the ship gradually disappeared and the evil cultivators completely retreated that he stepped out under the order of the Golden Core cultivator on the ship to help treat the wounded and clean up the mess.

……

A month later, a towering city that was both a mountain and a city appeared in front of Han Xuan.