Xian Ao

This chapter is the 140th chapter of Immortal Freedom. The time was wrong and the chapter was wrong. It has been corrected. Please forgive me.

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After these three questions were asked, everyone suddenly fell into deep thought and looked confused. Yu Zecheng kept asking himself what his purpose of cultivating immortality was.

Everyone got into the cloud car one by one. There was about three feet of space inside the cloud car. There were ten people in total. After they got ready one by one, Yunzi Zhuang drove the cloud car and started to set sail.

Yehan said:

"Wait before we leave. Zizhuang, please spare this lake for a while. Let's take a good look. This is the true manifestation of the power of the Nascent Soul realm. This is the goal we pursue in cultivating immortals, and the power we will definitely have in the future.

But if you get this power in the future and use it improperly, what consequences will there be? The lake in front of you is an example.

The sky is tilted, the sky is tilted, can mortals still survive? Therefore, immortal cultivators have a saying that God has the virtue of good life and the power of not being angry. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the content of the vitality of heaven and earth has been continuously decreasing, and the masters in the return to void stage have been unable to survive for thousands of years. First, this is a punishment for us cultivators, and it is also caused by ourselves. So everyone should take this as a warning, know how destructive the power we have is, and use them properly..."

Everyone nodded one by one, and the cloud chariot circled the lake. For any creature struggling in the lake, a sword light would fall from the cloud chariot, like a feather, and it would transport the drowned person to the shore. This should be done by Yi Zhu in the car, no matter whether they are humans or animals, save them all.

These rescued people knelt in a row on the shore. They shouted loudly, but they were too far away to hear clearly. Only the words "The Mercy of the Immortal Master" came faintly into their ears. They bowed to the speeding car. They were so grateful that they couldn't hear clearly. Expression.

The speeding car circled around, then Ye Han nodded and said:

"Okay, let's go. The target is Xuanyuan Hill on the Jishui River. Travel eastward for one hundred and eight thousand miles."

After saying that, the cloud car turned and flew towards that direction. The lake and the land gradually disappeared in Yu Zecheng's eyes. The valley where he stayed in the past and the ancient road he walked passed by before his eyes, and then disappeared into the distance.

Goodbye hometown, goodbye Gunzhou, I left, but I will come back...

The cloud car began to fly. This time it soared into the sky, its speed was five times faster than before, and it soon flew over a hundred miles.

Yunzizhuang felt this abnormality and turned back to Yehan and asked:

"Brother Zhang, the speed of this cloud car can reach 1,500 miles per hour, which is seven or eight times faster than before."

Although Yunzi Zhuang is also in the foundation-building realm, he respects Ye Han and the other two like a disciple who respects his master. This is the change in mentality caused by the gap in strength.

Ye Han smiled and said:

"After our secret ritual, while Yizhu is making wings in the air, this speed is just normal. In fact, it can be improved. However, the quality of the cloud car is not good, so it can only be improved to this speed. It can only fly for six hours a day. Do not exceed this time, otherwise the cloud car will collapse.

This is two hours less than before, but there is nothing we can do. In this way, we can return to the division in about half a month. "

Everyone was sitting in the flying car, looking out at the scenery that was flying by. Mountains, lakes, rivers, hills, plains, cities, it was really a thousand miles of land for me to fly.

Yu Zecheng is still thinking and asking himself, what is the purpose of cultivating immortality? Pursuing immortality? A thousand-year-old bastard, a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, I am still young, so I don’t have much feeling about this yet.

Ascension to the fairy world? Pull it down, you haven't traveled all over the human world, whether you have left Gunzhou, or returned to the immortal world, this is not considered at all.

Invincible? Humph, Master Taxue and Master Wuliang are fighting you to the death. The immortal Qin Lingyin that they fight for in the end is not their own leftovers. Sometimes being invincible does not mean that you can get everything.

But what is the purpose of cultivating immortality? Yu Zecheng slowly thought about it. His greatest hope was to travel all over the world, see these great rivers and mountains, make friends with countless beauties and geniuses in these mountains and rivers, eat all the delicacies in the world, see all the wonders in the world, and leave a book for himself. His travel notes can be admired by future generations. This is his ideal.

But is this really my ideal? He went against the will of heaven, struggled in every possible way, and perished without mercy. Is this really the ideal? No, that's not right.

Suddenly Yu Zecheng was suspended in thought, what exactly was he pursuing?

He couldn't help but accidentally saw the flower on Feng Lingjing's head. This flower was so beautiful and delicate that Feng Lingjing wore it on her head and was reluctant to take it off even if it withered.

Looking at this once so beautiful flower, now withered, Yu Zecheng suddenly fell into deep thought, what on earth was he pursuing?

He couldn't help but accidentally saw the flower on Feng Lingjing's head. This flower was so beautiful and delicate that Feng Lingjing wore it on her head and was reluctant to take it off even if it withered.

Looking at this once beautiful flower, I can’t tell whether the person is a flower or the flower is a person.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly and asked himself:

The beauty covers all the flowers, but it is hard to escape the witherness and prosperity of the four seasons. I don’t want to.

My heart is as high as the sky, but I can pick it up casually. I don’t want to.

I only wish that my youth will last forever and stay in this world forever.

I only hope that the branches will be strong and the leaves will be luxuriant, and I will not be afraid of being stubborn.

No, this is not enough.

I want a sword in my hand, and all people will bow their heads.

As soon as I give my order, heaven and earth will change.

I want to bow my head today, I will bow my head today.

I want this water to flow back, this water will flow back.

I am free between heaven and earth,

Within the universe, I am the only one who comes from my heart.

Don't be trapped by all things, don't be confused by the world.

Freedom, yes, freedom, what you pursue is freedom.

Jump out of the five elements and transcend the three realms. Eternal freedom beyond life and death.

The purpose of my own cultivation is for freedom, the most perfect and sublime freedom, the freedom to be at ease physically and mentally, and to do everything by myself. Freedom without restrictions, without hindrance. Eternity, freedom, the freedom to do whatever you want, do whatever you want, and get whatever you want. That supreme freedom without limits.

Heaven cannot bend my will, earth cannot go against my heart, life and death are in my hands, and I can do whatever I want. I want this kind of freedom.

Repeated endlessly, the simple word freedom seemed to have endless magic power, firmly locking Yu Zecheng's mind. Gradually, the light in his eyes gathered, and he regained focus. The confusion between his brows disappeared, and he gained firmness again, as if he was reborn from the ashes. The road in front of him suddenly became clear, and there was no more confusion and confusion in the past.

In an instant, Yu Zecheng found his goal of cultivating immortality. He had extremely arrogant fantasy and ambition, but this was his ideal. This ideal could not be told to anyone, or even hidden in his heart. Yu Zecheng slowly forgot about it, Only a trace of it is forever immersed in the deepest part of my heart, slowly integrating into the Pangu world.

Suddenly, the black fog in the Pangu world trembled, and the purple thunder and lightning in the black fog was extremely solemn, as if someone was saying to Yu Zecheng:

"It will come true, it will come true, it will come true..."

Suddenly, Yu Zecheng's thoughts became clear and he opened his eyes, as if he had a goal in life. When he opened his eyes, Meng's body seemed to resound with a muffled thunder, his heart was shocked, and his supernatural power was generated by itself. Finally, the difficulty of combining blood and gangsters was over, and soon he would be filled with true energy, step into the intermediate level of fetal breath, and enter The fifth level is the cultivation of turning Gang into Rou.

Ye Han in the car looked at Yu Zecheng, smiled at him, and said:

"Congratulations, I have found my own way. The Blood Gang Technique has also improved to a new level."

Yu Zecheng stood up and saluted and said:

"Thank you, senior brother, for leading the way. I am extremely grateful."

Ye Han smiled slightly and nodded silently. Looking at the scenery in front of the cloud car.

From Xiling in Gunzhou to Xuanyuan Hill on the Jishui River, the straight-line distance is one hundred and eight thousand miles. However, Yunche needs to clear roads in some places, which adds up to an additional 30,000 miles. In the middle, it has to pass through the three prefectures of Ming, Yuan, and Jing. Two continents, three oceans, the future is long.

The cloud car travels 1,500 miles per hour, which is equivalent to 100 meters per second. It is extremely fast and flashes through the air.

After flying for about half an hour and covering a distance of 800 miles, they passed through a plain with human farmland, villages and towns everywhere below. Suddenly Ye Han frowned and said:

"Fly thirty miles south, there will be trouble there."

Yunzizhuang immediately turned around, and Baixi arrived there. He saw a tornado hovering in the sky in front of him. A few miles away in the direction of the tornado was a human town. The tornado would be here soon, and those mortals would be swept up by the tornado. enter. Many mortals drove carriages and horses and fled along the road desperately, but there were still many old, young, women, and children who couldn't escape at all, and saw catastrophe right in front of them.

There are two people fighting repeatedly in the tornado. One of them is defending Master Tianjia. The other person raises a tornado and uses the power of the wind to attack Master Tianjia. It is the dead remnants of the Qian Demon Spirit Sect. Fengling Zhenren.

The two fought, Master Tianjia defended hard, and Master Fengling pressed forward step by step. Master Tianjia lost his armor and was now at a disadvantage. He was trapped by the tornado. If he wanted to escape, Master Fengling had no chance. Give it to him, like a poisonous snake that wraps around a mouse, bit by bit trying to devour Master Tianjia.

It must be Master Tianjia, who broke into pieces and escaped here. Encountering Master Feng Ling who was also escaping, Master Tianjia was severely injured. Feng Ling was the best at escaping and was not seriously injured. Seeing that the opponent was weak, he became greedy, so he sent a tornado to trap him, thinking To kill people and steal goods.

The Yun car stopped ten miles away at Ye Han's signal. Yizhu also entered the car. The two looked at the tornado. Ye Han said:

"Everyone, wait a minute, we have to stop this tornado, so we can save a lot of ordinary people."

Yizhu asked:

"You come and I come."

Ye Han stared at Master Fengling and replied

"I'll do this."

Everyone in the car was dumbfounded, Yun Zizhuang said:

"Well, that's a duel between masters of the golden elixir. How can we stop it?"

Yehan said:

"Suggest good advice, but if you don't listen, I'll kill you."

These words were said cleanly and neatly, just like killing a dog, but the person opposite was the real person of Jin Dan. Even in the realm of fake elixir, he was still a real person.

After Ye Han said these words, he jumped out and turned into a ball of sword light and flew to the town. After saying this, everyone opened their mouths. This bullshit boasted about building a foundation to kill the golden elixir and drinking fake wine. Yet? No one believed it.

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This chapter has been re-edited, seeking the Tao as freedom, it should have some flavor.