Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Pei Qingshu was stunned when he heard the words, then nodded and smiled and said, "Well, I have already told Master that I will stay here. I will not leave until the things here are done."

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"..." Li Mingqiong was silent for a while, then the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she said with a light smile, "Since you are saying this, you have to work hard, your senior sister and I have already reached the seventh realm."

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"I've already seen it." Pei Qingshu smiled lightly, staring at Li Mingqiong, "Senior sister, I feel the fire of all beings, the light of civilization in you, is this the way Master said about the fortune of the country?"

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"The fire of all beings, the light of civilization?" Li Mingqiong looked at Cui Heng in amazement when he heard the words, "Master, have you explained the way of the country's fortune to your younger brother?"

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The cultivation of the way of national fortune is not just about developing national strength. In essence, cultivation is the fire of luck for all living beings and the brilliance of civilization.

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Pei Qingshu could see it at a glance.

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"No." Cui Heng shook his head gently and smiled, "However, Qing Shu's cultivation path is quite special. Although his realm is only equivalent to the king of all saints, he already has more obvious characteristics of the Tao.

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"And the perception ability is extremely strong, which is comparable to that of the Creator. He can see many invisible things. He should have seen the characteristics of your cultivation."

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"It's so miraculous." Li Mingqiong looked at Pei Qingshu and said with a smile, "Junior brother, how about you have time to fight with senior sister?"

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"I'm not interested." Pei Qingshu immediately shook his head and said, "I just have the characteristics of Taoism, and I'm not the creator of the real Taoist body. It is meaningless to lose a battle without a doubt."

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Having said this, he paused and said with a smile, "If Senior Sister really wants to compete with me, I will wait until my realm is higher, then I will probably leave here, and I will go and fight with you. "

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"Okay." Li Mingqiong nodded and said, "However, I may not be in the seventh realm by then."

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"It's not too late to talk about it." Pei Qingshu was very confident.

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"Okay. Staying here is good for Qing Shu's cultivation. This is a decision he made a long time ago." Cui Heng waved his hand and said, "Ming Qiong, please leave the Linjiang Pei Clan of Da Zhou here."

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"It's Master, in fact, I also have this plan." Li Mingqiong nodded.

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"Senior sister is now able to take people from a country?" Pei Qingshu asked in surprise.

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"It's not just the people of one country, it's everything in the entire Great Zhou, the sky, the earth, the mountains and rivers, and all the living beings, I have brought them here." Li Mingqiong smiled and stretched out her slender and pure white right hand.

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I saw a group of brilliance lit up above, and there were countless lights and shadows, which was exactly what Da Zhou looked like, and there were countless little black dots walking in these lights and shadows. These were the people of Da Zhou.

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"The way of national fortune is indeed magical." Pei Qingshu praised sincerely, and then smiled, "This makes me look forward to the day when I will fight with you, Senior Sister.

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"As for Linjiang Pei's side, I will make arrangements as soon as possible to divide and settle their land and various facilities, and when I am ready, I will go to senior sister to explain.

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"Master, what do you think of this?"

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"That's right." Cui Heng nodded lightly and said with a smile, "I'll keep the Linjiang Pei Clan for you, and I hope you will be successful in your cultivation as soon as possible. When you are about to leave, you will find a successor in the Pei Clan. Let go of this martial dynasty. After all, what you cultivate is not the way of national destiny."

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"Well, this disciple understands." Pei Qingshu nodded solemnly. He knew that it was Master reminding him not to take a detour, "Thank you Master!"

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"The next thing, you can talk about it yourself." Cui Heng stood up, looked in the southwest direction, and said with a chuckle, "My teacher is going to see a guest."

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"Guest?" Pei Qingshu was puzzled. When did a guest from the master come from the southwest.

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However, before he could ask, Cui Heng's figure had already disappeared without a trace.

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Only the people who looked at each other were left.

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"Junior brother, don't you know?" Li Mingqiong asked curiously.

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"I really don't know." Pei Qingshu asked lightly, looked towards the southwest, and murmured, "That direction, Southern Border...is the Plague Palace? More than ten years ago, Zhu Changsheng seemed to have returned from outside the world with a patriarch. ?"

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Zhu Changsheng is the headmaster of the Plague Palace, the saint who unifies all laws.

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In the 100,000 mountains in the southern border, inside the Plague Palace.

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Zhu Changsheng is listening carefully.

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In front of him was an old man with ruddy skin, a childish face with crane hair, and an immortal style, as if he was a fairy descended from the sky.

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It doesn't look like someone from the Plague Palace.

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But what the old man was talking about was indeed the inheritance secret method of the Plague Palace. He was teaching Zhu Changsheng how to become the king of all saints.

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Zhu Changsheng was fascinated by what he heard.

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He can clearly feel that in the past ten years, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, far exceeding the accumulation of cultivation in the past thousand years. Compared with the past, it is simply incomparable.

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If he can continue for another hundred years or so, he will definitely become the king of all saints and become one of the most powerful figures in the Five Scenic Realms.

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"Unfortunately, the Patriarch only preaches the scriptures every morning. It would be better if he could speak for a longer time." Zhu Changsheng felt that the sun was about to fully rise outside, and he knew that today's scriptures were coming to an end, and he couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

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"Okay, today's lecture is over." The old man got up from the futon with a smile and said with a smile, "Your talent is quite good, and you are not far from the realm of the king of all saints."

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"I still have to thank the ancestor for his guidance." Zhu Changsheng said respectfully.

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"You really worked hard yourself." The old man praised.

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"Patriarch, you also know the current situation in the Five Scenic Realms. You can be said to be like a sage." Zhu Changsheng smiled bitterly, "Disciples have to work hard to break through."

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"That's true." The old man stroked his beard and smiled, "However, the Cui Heng you mentioned earlier is indeed extraordinary, and he can actually create so many elixir that give birth to saints. It's amazing."

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"Shangxian's method is the strongest person the disciple has ever seen." Zhu Changsheng nodded and said, "Even the king of saints is like an ant in front of him, and there is no room for resistance."

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"As far as the Creator is concerned, the king of saints is indeed an ant." The old man smiled and said, "If Cui Heng is the master of the Tao, then the king of saints is not even an ant..."

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The old man seemed to want to continue to say something, but the voice suddenly stopped, and he looked outside with a stunned expression.

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Zhu Changsheng couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"

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"This, this is?!" The old man's face suddenly showed a horrified expression.

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At the same time, hundreds of densely packed small eyes suddenly opened on his face, all showing extreme fear, his whole body trembled, and he fell directly to the ground.

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"The Patriarch?!" Zhu Changsheng was shocked. This Patriarch of his own family could be a Taoist master. What kind of existence could make him so fearful?

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"It turns out that there is another Taoist master in the Plague Palace." At this moment, a gentle voice came from outside, and then a young man walked in and looked at Zhu Changsheng and the old man with a beaming smile.

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"Cui Shangxian!" Zhu Changsheng exclaimed.

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"Junior Ding Qiuhuang, see the immortal." The old man immediately bowed down to Cui Heng, and at the same time tried his best to close the hundreds of small eyes on his face that had been opened because of fear.

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"That's not necessary." Cui Heng waved his hand and said with a smile, "If you can live to this day, it proves that you haven't done anything evil here, so don't be afraid."

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He left a moon **** in the early Nascent Soul on the moon of Chongyang star, in order to protect the entire five sceneries, if this Ding Qiuhuang dared to do anything evil, he would have been beaten to death by the moon **** long ago .

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"Many, thank you Shangxian." Ding Qiuhuang breathed a sigh of relief and stood up tremblingly. At this time, he already knew that this was the Cui Shangxian that Zhu Changsheng mentioned earlier.

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What kind of creator or Taoist is this!

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He is clearly a Lord of the heavens!

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But since the heavenly realm disappeared, the powerhouse of the eighth realm of the immortal realm has become a legend. How could such a terrifying existence appear in this little Chongyang star?

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And Cui Heng's aura of coercion gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had encountered it when the sky was too cold.

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"Is that the supreme being who glanced at Taiwentian?" A guess appeared in Ding Qiuhuang's heart, and then he felt a little bitter in his heart.

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If this is really the case, then you are really unlucky.

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Mingming left Taiwentian in order to avoid the supreme being, but he didn't expect to hit the door directly.

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"Aren't you going to introduce me to your ancestor?" Cui Heng said to Zhu Changsheng.

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"Ah, yes, thank you Shangxian for reminding me." Zhu Changsheng nodded hurriedly, "Shangxian, this is the founder of my Plague Palace, and the one who left the treasure house of immortality. It was just over ten years ago. day to return."

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In just a few words, Ding Qiuhuang's origin was clearly explained without any concealment.

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"The founder of the sect?" Cui Heng looked at Ding Qiuhuang with some surprise when he heard the words. After looking at it for a while, he asked with great interest, "How did you live for more than 300,000 years?"

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He had read the classics in the Taipan Immortal Treasure House, which clearly recorded that the Plague Palace was founded 330,000 years ago, when Ziyangtian was still there.

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The theoretical lifespan of a Taoist should be between 90,000 and 100,000 years. Ding Qiuhuang, the founder of the Plague Palace 330,000 years ago, has actually lived to this day.

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This kind of lifespan is approaching the limit of the Nascent Soul's physical body, which is obviously abnormal.

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"Reporting to the Immortal, this junior has a secret technique called 'Escape from the World and Longevity'."

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Ding Qiuhuang explained, "As long as you live in seclusion in one place for 30,000 years, your range of activities does not exceed ten miles, and you keep running this tactic every day, you can extend your lifespan by 30,000 years, and at most 90,000 years.

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"Therefore, for the first 100,000 years, the younger generation has been living in seclusion to prolong their life. Later, when the younger generation was about to end his life, he accidentally got an immortal medicine and lived out the second life. More than 100,000 years, until now."

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The range of activities within 30,000 years is not more than ten miles... Cui Heng was shocked~www.novelmt.com~ This is too good, the limit life of more than 90,000 years was forcibly extended to nearly 200,000 years.

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It's outrageous.

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It is simply to live to live.

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The most outrageous thing is that he can still get the elixir of immortality by living like this, live out the second life, and continue to live for hundreds of thousands of years in the second life.

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But after living like this for more than 300,000 years, there may not be as many people with knowledge as those who have lived for a thousand years normally.

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However, Cui Heng hesitated for a while, but decided to ask Ding Qiuhuang, "How much do you know about the destruction of Ziyangtian? And about Zhou Juntian, how much do you know?"

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