Mortal Cultivator

The mountains and rivers here are magnificent, towering into the clouds, one after another, as if there is no end. They are like huge dragons, stretching their huge bodies in a winding way. The majestic momentum makes people shocked and filled with endless awe.

And between these mountains, the clouds and mist are like light gauze, floating leisurely. Sometimes, the clouds and mist will be so dense that they will wrap up the entire mountain, leaving only the top of the mountain, like a fairy island in a fairyland; sometimes, the clouds and mist will be thinner, like a wisp of white ribbon, gently wrapped around the mountainside, dancing with the wind.

This dreamlike scene casts a mysterious veil over this vast land, making people full of curiosity and yearning for this place.

Between this vast expanse of heaven and earth, the rich and indissoluble aura permeates the air like a layer of gauze. Every wisp and every bit of aura seems to have its own unique vitality. They jump and dance happily, as if a group of naughty elves are playing to their heart's content.

When people step into this area, the aura that comes to their faces is like a mother's warm embrace, gently wrapping the body, making people instantly immersed in an extremely comfortable and peaceful atmosphere.

This rich aura can not only nourish the growth of all things, but also seems to contain the endless power of nature.

Standing here, people can clearly feel the pulse of the earth, hear the rustling sound of the breeze blowing through the leaves, and see the mottled light and shadow of the sun shining through the gaps in the leaves. Everything is so harmonious and beautiful that people can't help but sigh at the ingenuity of the Creator.

However, it is regrettable that such a beautiful and magical place is isolated from the world like a paradise, and few people go there.

Perhaps it is because it is located in a remote area and is difficult to be discovered by the world; or because there are some unknown dangers or secrets hidden here, which makes most people stay away.

In short, few people are lucky enough to get involved and appreciate the shock and touch brought by this peerless beauty.

Wang Lu, this young and promising leader, has suffered a lot of hardships on the long road of cultivating immortals.

He has brushed shoulders with life and death countless times, faced all kinds of unimaginable difficulties and powerful enemies, but he has never given up his persistent pursuit of the highest realm of immortality.

At this moment, he is standing alone in the quiet and peaceful world of the ancient road world. His originally bright and beautiful clothes now look a little tattered, and there are still bloodstains on them, as if telling the marks left by the fierce battles in the past; his handsome face is also slightly pale and haggard due to long-term running and fatigue, but even so, his eyes as bright as stars still shine with unswerving light, revealing a kind of fortitude that never gives up.

Here, there is no hustle and bustle of the world, only the breeze, the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Wang Lu sat cross-legged on a smooth big stone, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and used the internal skills to guide the surrounding spiritual energy to slowly flow into his body. As time passed, his breath gradually stabilized, and his originally pale face gradually regained some color.

In addition to concentrating on healing his physical injuries, Wang Lu also made full use of this precious and fleeting leisure time to consolidate his profound and incomparable foundation of cultivation. He closed his eyes slightly, calmed down and concentrated his mind, and recalled every detail of his past cultivation process in his mind like a movie. Whether it was the difficulties and obstacles he had encountered, or the ecstasy when he successfully broke through the bottleneck; whether it was the mistakes caused by negligence, or the wonderful moments of cleverly resolving crises with wisdom and perseverance... All these experiences were like precious treasures, which he dug out one by one, and then carefully sorted out and analyzed them, and drew valuable lessons from them.

Not only that, Wang Lu is also good at learning from one example and inferring other things. He can skillfully integrate the insights and gains from past practice into the current practice. He constantly adjusts the trajectory of the spiritual power in his body, tries to stimulate potential in new ways, and strives to make his practice more perfect. At the same time, for some key points and difficulties that he had not paid attention to or did not understand deeply before, he also repeatedly pondered and pondered until he completely understood them. In this short but fulfilling time, Wang Lu was fully focused on the way of practice, and did not dare to slack off for a moment.

In this quiet environment, his state of mind became more and more peaceful, and his understanding of the immortal way became more and more profound.

Wang Lu dragged his scarred and exhausted body with difficulty, and limped into the ancient road world step by step. At this moment, he has reached the state of exhaustion, and there is no intact part of his body.

His originally neat clothes have long been tattered, stained with blood, like a bloody painting. The shocking wounds continued to bleed, dyeing the ground under his feet dark red. His once handsome face had now turned as pale as paper, bloodless, and swaying like a candle in the wind.

However, despite the severe damage to his body, Wang Lu's eyes still shone with a resolute and unyielding light. That light was like the brightest star in the night sky, which could not be covered even in the endless darkness. Through these eyes, one could see the tenacious will and desire to survive deep in his heart. Even in the face of great difficulties and setbacks, he would never give up easily.

When he first entered the ancient road world, he found a quiet valley with a gurgling spring, surrounded by green trees, lush flowers and plants, and a strong spiritual energy. Wang Lu supported his body and settled down in a cave deep in the valley, and then began a long healing process.

He slowly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and prepared to start running the majestic spiritual power in his body to repair the damaged meridians. When he concentrated his mind and sank his consciousness into his dantian, a powerful force was mobilized and flowed along a specific vein.

However, just as this spiritual power touched the damaged meridians, a heart-wrenching pain suddenly hit! It was as if countless sharp blades were cutting his meridians wantonly, and it was like a blazing flame burning his body mercilessly. This severe pain was simply unbearable, making him tremble involuntarily, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

But he gritted his teeth and refused to give up. He continued to push his spiritual power forward with his tenacious willpower. Every step forward would intensify the pain, but he had only one belief in his heart: he must repair these damaged meridians, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!

Bean-sized beads of sweat kept rolling down his broad forehead, like crystal clear pearls, quickly soaking his slightly worn clothes. However, even so, Wang Lu still gritted his teeth tightly, and his lips were even bitten with a deep blood mark, but he did not let himself make even a slight groan.

Because he deeply understood that in this world of immortal cultivation full of endless dangers and unknown challenges, any weakness and retreat would become a fatal weakness. Only by restoring his own strong strength as soon as possible can he have the capital to continue to survive in this cruel world, and have the opportunity to pursue the legendary supreme immortal way and realize the unattainable but extremely firm dream in his heart.

Time passed slowly, and in this ancient world full of spiritual energy, Wang Lu's injuries gradually improved. As his body recovered, he began to devote more energy to the consolidation of his cultivation.

Every morning, when the first ray of warm and soft sunlight gently sprinkled into the valley like a golden veil, Wang Lu would always open his eyes on time, then quickly get up and walk lightly to the open grassland outside the cave.

At this time, the morning sun was rising slowly from the top of the mountain in the distance, illuminating the entire valley with a golden color. Wang Lu stood in this open space covered by the sun, slightly raised his head, and greeted the brilliant light. His deep eyes flashed with determination and desire, as if he wanted to take in this endless light.

I saw that his posture was upright like a pine tree that had experienced wind and rain but still stood firm, firmly rooted in the earth. As his hands began to dance, the air around him seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force, and gradually ripples appeared.

At the fingertips of his dancing hands, a faint trace of spiritual power was like a lively elf, jumping and spinning happily. These spiritual powers intertwined and merged with each other, gradually converging into colorful lights, as dazzling as fireworks blooming in the night sky. Sometimes they turned into blue flames, burning fiercely; sometimes they turned into green ribbons, dancing in the wind; sometimes they condensed into golden balls of light, shining with dazzling brilliance.

In this wonderful scene, Wang Lu was immersed in the perception and control of spiritual power. He concentrated on guiding the spiritual power to wander in his body, constantly nourishing and strengthening his own cultivation.

In the process of cultivation, Wang Lu also encountered many problems. He found that due to the previous injury, the spiritual power in his body was a little disordered, and the foundation was also a little loose.

This made him frequently encounter bottlenecks that were difficult to break through on the long road of cultivation. It seemed like an indestructible high wall, standing in front of him, hindering his progress. Every time he hit the bottleneck, it was like hitting a rock with an egg, exhausting him but making no progress.

Especially in terms of the improvement of spiritual power, the spiritual power that should have gradually gathered and grown like a gurgling stream seemed to be frozen at this moment, progressing very slowly, or even almost stagnant. If this situation continues, it will not only affect the speed and effectiveness of his practice, but it is also likely to make him gradually fall behind in the fierce competition and lose the achievements and glory that he could have obtained.

However, in the face of such a predicament, Wang Lu did not have the slightest intention of being discouraged. On the contrary, he chose to calm down and deal with the difficulties in front of him with extraordinary patience and perseverance. He knew that anxiety and impetuousness would only make things worse, and only calm thinking could find a way out.

So, he began to immerse himself in those obscure and difficult to understand martial arts books, studying them word by word, not missing any subtle details. Sometimes he frowned and fell into deep thought; sometimes he suddenly realized and showed joy. In this process, he constantly tried to combine the theoretical knowledge he learned with his actual practice, repeatedly pondering and trying to find the key to breaking the deadlock and solving the problem.

On this day, the sun was shining and the breeze was blowing. Wang Lu was walking slowly and leisurely in the quiet and deep valley alone. He frowned slightly, thinking hard about how to break through the current bottleneck of practice and find a practice method that is more suitable for him.

Just then, a slight noise caught Wang Lu's attention. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a snow-white, graceful spirit deer struggling hard by the stream not far away. The spirit deer's leg was pierced by a sharp branch at some point, and the wound was so deep that it almost exposed the bone. Blood kept pouring out of it, dyeing the grass and stream under it red.

The spirit deer's beautiful and lively eyes were full of pain and helplessness at this moment. It seemed that it wanted to break free from the branches, but every effort would only make the injury worse and the pain more intense. Looking at this heartbreaking scene in front of him, Wang Lu couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

Wang Lu looked at the injured spirit deer and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pity in his heart. He slowly stepped forward, and every step seemed cautious, for fear of disturbing this fragile creature. When approaching the spirit deer, Wang Lu took a deep breath and concentrated on mobilizing the spiritual power in his body. He stretched out his right hand, and a soft green light overflowed from his palm, gently covering the branch inserted into the spirit deer's body.

With the injection of spiritual power, the branch began to tremble slightly, as if an invisible hand was slowly pulling it out. Wang Lu concentrated on controlling the spiritual power, not daring to be careless, so as not to cause more pain to the spirit deer. Finally, the branch was pulled out completely, bringing out a pool of blood, but the wound quickly stopped bleeding due to the effect of spiritual power.

Next, Wang Lu used spiritual power again, continuously delivering the healing power to the wound of the spirit deer. The originally hideous wound began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and new flesh gradually grew out, leaving only a faint scar in the end.

Under Wang Lu's careful care, the spirit deer's injuries improved day by day. Not long after, it was able to move freely. The spirit deer, which had regained its health, was extremely excited. It ran and jumped around Wang Lu happily, sometimes rubbing its head against Wang Lu's legs affectionately, and sometimes making clear and pleasant calls, as if expressing its deep gratitude to Wang Lu in this way.

Wang Lu stared quietly at the spirit deer in front of him. It was jumping and playing happily, as if it had no pain at all. The spirit deer's lively and lively appearance deeply touched Wang Lu's heartstrings.

At this moment, Wang Lu's heart was illuminated by a bright light, and it suddenly became clear. He suddenly realized that the way of cultivation was so similar to the healing process of this spirit deer! Whether it is cultivation or healing, you can't rush for success, but need to move forward step by step.

Just as the spirit deer did not force itself to run or do some intense movements to speed up recovery after being injured, but first rested quietly and let the wound heal slowly. Similarly, on the road of cultivation, if you are too impatient and aggressive, you will not only fail to achieve good results, but may also bring unexpected harm to yourself.

Only by being patient and calm, laying a solid foundation, and constantly accumulating strength and experience like the spirit deer, can you go further and more steadily on the road of cultivation. Thinking of this, Wang Lu couldn't help but smile slightly, and he had a clearer plan and direction for the future path of cultivation in his heart.

So he returned to the cave and readjusted his cultivation plan. No longer blindly pursuing the rapid improvement of spiritual power, but focusing on the stability of the foundation and the fine control of spiritual power.

Wang Lu began to practice from the most basic exercises, running spiritual power over and over again, feeling the flow of spiritual power in the meridians, and not letting go of every subtle change.

He also practiced the various spells and martial arts he had learned one by one, constantly optimizing and improving them to make them more compatible with his own spiritual power. In this process, Wang Lu gradually discovered his own shortcomings and improved them. Although his cultivation improved slowly, it became more solid and stable.

With a deeper understanding of cultivation, Wang Lu's state of mind also changed. In this peaceful ancient world, he was far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and his mind was unprecedentedly peaceful. He began to think about the true meaning of cultivating immortals, no longer limited to the pursuit of powerful strength, but more focused on the cultivation of his own moral character and the perception of the world.

In the depths of the valley, there is an ancient towering tree. This big tree is lush and leafy, and it is said to have a history of thousands of years, containing endless vicissitudes of time and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Wang Lu often came under this big tree and closed his eyes to meditate. He integrated his consciousness into the surrounding natural environment, feeling the gentle caress of the breeze, the rustling of leaves, the fragrance of the soil, and the chirping of insects and birds. In this blend with nature, his state of mind became more ethereal, and his control of spiritual power became more handy.

Once, Wang Lu entered a wonderful state in meditation. He seemed to be in a vast starry sky, with stars twinkling and bright light. In this starry sky, he saw countless runes and spiritual power tracks, which contained the most primitive and mysterious power between heaven and earth. Wang Lu was intoxicated and immersed in this starry sky, constantly comprehending the mysteries in it. When he woke up from this state, he found that his cultivation had been significantly improved without his knowledge, and his use of spiritual power was more exquisite.

However, the ancient world is not a complete paradise. In the process of Wang Lu's recuperation and cultivation, there would be some dangers from time to time. One day, a group of ferocious monsters broke into the valley. These monsters were huge, with sharp fangs and exuded a bloodthirsty breath. They were obviously attracted by the spiritual energy emitted by Wang Lu during his cultivation, and tried to devour him to gain powerful power.

Wang Lu sensed the approach of danger, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle. He slowly stood up, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, and the spiritual power in his body quickly circulated, exuding a powerful momentum. Facing this group of monsters, he was not afraid at all, but a strong fighting spirit surged in his heart. This was not only a life-and-death battle, but also a test of his cultivation results.

The monsters pounced on Wang Lu with their fangs and claws, spewing black demon fire and poisonous mist from their mouths. Wang Lu flashed and avoided the monster's attack. At the same time, he swung the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy slashed at the leading monster. The sword energy was like a rainbow, and instantly cut the monster's body into two pieces. Seeing this, the other monsters launched an even more frantic attack. They cooperated with each other to form an encirclement, trying to trap Wang Lu in it.

Wang Lu used all his skills. His sword skills were sharp and changeable, and each sword contained powerful spiritual power. Wherever he went, the monsters were injured and fell to the ground. But there were so many monsters, and their attacks were getting more and more fierce, Wang Lu gradually felt a little tired. He was also scratched by the claws and teeth of the monsters, and his clothes were stained with blood.

At this critical moment, Wang Lu suddenly remembered the method of using spiritual power that he had realized when meditating under the big tree. He took a deep breath, gathered all the spiritual power in his body at one point, and then burst out suddenly. In an instant, a layer of golden light formed around his body, and the light contained a powerful rune power. This power shook all the monsters around him away. The monsters were hit by this power and fled away one after another, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

After this battle, although Wang Lu was slightly injured, he had a clearer understanding of his own strength. He understood that in this cruel world of cultivating immortals, only by constantly challenging himself can he break through the limit and become stronger. At the same time, he also cherished this time in the ancient world. This is not only the place where he recuperates and practices, but also the cradle of his growth and transformation.

As time went by, Wang Lu's cultivation in the Ancient Dao Realm became more and more stable, and his strength became stronger and stronger. He has completely walked out of the shadow of serious injury and has taken a solid step on the road of cultivation. But he knows that his journey is far from over. Outside the Ancient Dao Realm, there is a wider world waiting for him to explore, and there are countless challenges and opportunities ahead.

On a sunny day, Wang Lu stood on the top of the valley, looking at the rolling mountains and the vast sky in the distance, his eyes full of determination and confidence. He took a deep breath of the fresh air of the Ancient Dao Realm, then turned around and walked out of the valley. His figure gradually disappeared on the mountain path, leaving only a breeze gently blowing, as if telling his every bit here. And Wang Lu, with his gains and growth in the Ancient Dao Realm, embarked on a new journey of cultivation to pursue a higher realm and a greater way.