Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

Luoxian Mountains.

The years are quiet.

At the foot of the mountain, a handsome boy was holding a long sword, standing in front of a tree, standing motionless like a sculpture.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be immersed in a strange atmosphere. After a long interval, he raised his hand and chopped down the tree in front of him with his sword.

"boom!"

Three points into the wood, this sword has already struck deeper than he had before in a day and a night!

However, he stopped again, and after a long interval, he struck out the second sword!

Beside him, there was a copybook, swaying in the wind.

On the mountainside, in the courtyard.

"Clang clang clang!"

A burst of piano music floated out slowly like gurgling water.

Qin Manyun was wearing a long white dress, holding the xylophone gently with her slender hands. The sound of the piano was accompanied by the breeze, blowing up the hem of her skirt. She was extremely graceful and beautiful.

Beside Qin Manyun, Situ Qin held a writing brush and clicked on the copybook. He opened his beautiful eyes and copied with concentration, his heart still as if he was still water.

Now, she has graduated from copying strokes and started copying some complete calligraphy. Unknowingly, her body has exuded a bookish atmosphere, which is calm and comfortable, making people feel at ease.

On the other side, Daji and Huofeng were practicing yoga, showing off their perfect bodies. They looked soft and smooth, as if they had no bones, and their bodies were like jade.

On the side, Dahei was wearing leather pants, moving his limbs, twisting his butt, and running hard on the treadmill.

Li Nianfan was sitting in a pavilion, with a cup of tea in front of him, in a daze.

Xiaobai stood beside him, like the best waiter, ready to be dispatched at any time.

The one who cooks is the god of food.

Wearing a hat and an apron, holding a spatula, he was cooking hard. Not only did he not feel tired at all, he also had a happy smile on his face.

Being able to cook for an expert is a recognition and an honor!

Moreover, if I were not here to be an expert, would I be qualified to use the Chaos Spiritual Root as a vegetable and stir-fry it? Is it true that the price has skyrocketed?

"boring."

Li Nianfan suddenly woke up from his daze and sighed sincerely.

Everything is good here, but it's really boring and there are too few entertainment options.

He doesn't fight or scheming with others, and he doesn't have much pursuit. Now that his life is complete, he has nothing to do.

In my previous life, just scrolling through Douyin and Shuishuiqun, a day would have passed casually.

Think about yourself again, you can already achieve immortality. I used to long for immortality, but if you are always so bored, how will you live the endless years in the future?

The Internet is really a good thing. If there is an Internet in the world of cultivating immortals, I think it will be very exciting. Come to a TikTok or live broadcast of cultivating immortals. I estimate that I can use it for a hundred thousand years.

Pity.

Although Li Nianfan only said three words, it made everyone in the yard stop moving, especially those who were concerned.

Xiaobai asked very thoughtfully: "Dear master, do you have any troubles?"

"One thing, I feel a little bored. Entertainment activities are too scarce." Li Nianfan complained directly.

The God of Cookery quickly said: "Master Shengjun, do you want to listen to music and watch dancing? I will let the people in Tiangong prepare for the performance. Chang'e can perform on the stage at any time."

Li Nianfan waved his hands and said distressedly: "This is different. It's too monotonous and boring."

His expression suddenly changed slightly, and he said, "It would be nice if there was a newspaper. I drink tea and read the newspaper every day. It can also pass the time a little bit."

At this moment, he felt that watching the news network was delicious.

The God of Cookery was stunned for a moment and asked for advice: "What is a newspaper?"

Li Nianfan explained: "It is a thing that records events. It can record various major events that happen in the world every day and then show them to others. In this way, even though I am sitting at home, I can still know many things in the world."

The God of Cookery suddenly understood, and immediately said: "Isn't this a memorial?"

Memorials that would be reviewed by both the Emperor and the Jade Emperor.

Li Nianfan nodded, "When you say this, it is indeed understandable, but I just watched and played to understand current events."

The God of Cookery smiled and said: "Master Shengjun, this is easy to handle. I'll go to the Tiangong and tell you, and I will bring you a newspaper every day from now on."

Li Nianfan also laughed, "Hahaha, that's great. Remember to record more interesting things."

The backyard of the courtyard.

Cows are producing milk, golden bees are collecting nectar, and peacocks are laying eggs.

Nannan held a shovel in her hand and was weeding and turning the soil for the plants, while Longer held a wooden ladle and scooped out water for watering.

Both of them are very serious, with carefulness written all over their little faces. This is also a kind of practice.

Getting rid of weeds is no less than a hard battle for Nannan. At the same time, these soils are chaotic spiritual soils. If you want to renovate them, you will have to spend a lot of effort. As for watering, it is also not easy to do. You can Improve Longer's water control ability and understanding of water.

As for plowing the land, it is even more difficult and requires two people to complete it at the same time.

However, since they heard from Lao Long that the master was facing troubles and lacked manpower, they focused on practicing, improving their strength as soon as possible, and solving their brother's problems.

Long'er came to the pond to fetch water and said to the old turtle basking in the sun: "Old turtle, is my ancestor really gone?"

The old turtle opened his eyes, paused, and nodded.

Long Er immediately laughed, "Hehehe, it seems that he has really come out of the mountain, or Uncle Dog has a way. He has been hiding like this, and even I can't stand it."

Nannan nodded in agreement, "That's right, we need to let him go out and help his brother with things!"

at the same time.

In chaos.

A group of people walked among them, heading straight in one direction.

The leader was none other than Lao Long, followed by the Tiangong group.

Their expressions were more solemn, and their eyes were faint, sensing something.

At this moment, Yang Jian said: "We're here, right here."

Taoist Junjun nodded, flipped his wrist, and a token appeared in his palm. It was the token that the old man gave them in the secret realm of the avenue last time.

I want them to find the spiritual master.

Once the token was released, it immediately emitted a dense light, appearing particularly active and fluctuating.

Everyone's brows couldn't help but frown.

Since this token has a reaction, it means that it must have sensed something. However, looking around, it is chaos here, not even a star, let alone other things.

Nuwa said: "There must be other things here, but they can't be discovered by ordinary means."

"Obviously a barrier."

Taoist Junjun nodded and continued: "Back then, when we were in a state of poverty, we set up a barrier in order not to be easily discovered by people from other worlds. However, this barrier is obviously much more sophisticated than that of the Great Desolate World."

He clearly knew that he was standing in front of him, but he couldn't even sense it. You know, everyone's current cultivation level is not low.

Together, they set their sights on Lao Long, who was undoubtedly the one with the highest cultivation level present.

Old Long still looked like an old man with white beard and white hair. His eyes were covered by long eyebrows. He felt everyone's gaze and did not say a word. He raised his hand and made a magic spell.

Then he let out a chuckle, and the magic formula in his hand suddenly changed. He raised his wrist, and a heavy wave of water came from the chaos and gathered on his hands. Then, he stretched his palms towards the chaos in front of him.

Obviously nothing can be seen, but there are multiple ripples like water waves.

"The water channel changes shape, the gate that breaks the world, condenses!"

He began to draw his hand along the water waves, and then drew the shape of a small wooden door, and then drew a door handle.

He put his hand on the door handle and pulled it slowly.

The door opened.

The Jade Emperor and others said sincerely: "Awesome."

As expected of God Gou, who always stays by the master's side, he directly installed a door for his barrier, showing off.

Lao Long immediately said: "Since the other party set up this barrier, it is obviously for unknown reasons and they want to escape from the world. Therefore, it is not appropriate for too many people to enter this time. I think it is good to select two people to enter."

The Jade Emperor thought for a moment and said solemnly: "You are right. Apart from you, we have to choose another person."

Old Long blew his beard and stared, "What do you mean? Except me?"

Nuwa smiled and said: "Old senior, don't make trouble, you must go."

Yang Jian nodded, "Senior, you have a high level of cultivation. It's too humiliating for you to stand still. Uncle Dog has told you that you have to be on the front line."

Old Long shook his head and sighed, "What kind of world is this? You don't know how to respect the elderly at all!"

Taoist Junjun said: "The situation inside is unknown, and I'm afraid there may be a crisis. Lao Long and I have the highest cultivation here, so it's up to the two of us to go there. You guys stay guard outside to deal with emergencies."

Everyone had no objections, but Lao Long had no choice but to step into the barrier together with Taoist Junjun.

Here, there is a gray sky. There are no sun, moon or stars in the sky.

The air is completely different from the outside world. Visible to the naked eye, it actually contains traces of red airflow. Moreover, it is shrouded in the aura of killing and death, and there is an ominous atmosphere everywhere.

Looking down from the sky, the color of the earth is black. It does not look like a place for the living at all, but more like a country of the dead.

Old Long looked in one direction and said in a solemn tone: "There is a very strong aura here. If we are discovered, I am afraid there will be big trouble."

Taoist Junjun nodded, "It makes people feel very uneasy."

"Hey, it's so difficult for me. I just came out of the mountain and I'm fighting on the front line. I have no human rights."

Old Long sighed with sadness and anger, and then said to Taoist Junjun: "Remember, don't leave me more than three feet away, otherwise others may notice you."

After the words fell, he raised his hand to pinch a magic formula, and a gust of breeze blew on him and Taoist Junjun, completely restraining their breath.

"Come with me."

The two followed the breath and flew in one direction.

This world is not big, and they soon came to a mountain range, where palaces were built one after another. They were extremely ancient, dark, and exuded a gloomy atmosphere.

Some of the halls have been dilapidated and turned into ruins, leaving only ruins and no one knows what happened.

At this moment, the expressions of Lao Long and Taoist Junjun changed at the same time, and their bodies flashed behind the ruins.

The next moment, six figures walked out of the palace on one side.

These six figures were arranged in two rows. The three in front had stiff faces and no expression. The most striking thing was that they had long fangs, their skin turned silver, they had corpse hair on their bodies, and their hands had long hair. black nails.

A stream of corpse aura emanated from them.

The three voices at the back had the same expressionless faces, but there was light in their eyes. They were obviously living people, controlling the three corpses in front of them.

Regardless of whether they are people or corpses, they have actually reached the level of Golden Immortal.

Watching their figures disappear, Taoist Junjun's eyes suddenly revealed a strange light, and he said: "Is there a method for manipulating corpses?"

"It can cause the token to react. Could it be that the spirit master's body is here? Doesn't that mean that it can also be manipulated?"

Old Long smacked his mouth and said, "My dear, if you really control the body of the Supreme Dao, it will definitely be very terrifying."

They looked at the palace and lurked inside in a flash.

He happened to bump into a row of corpse chasers again, and they were lining up to go to the depths of the palace. Old Long's eyes flashed slightly, and he took action decisively, quietly picking up the last group of the team, and waved them away. Turned into ashes.

"Quick, disguise yourself and follow!"

As the old dragon spoke, he transformed into the monk.

Taoist Junjun frowned and resisted: "You don't want me to turn into a zombie, do you? I feel a little unreliable."

"Nonsense, you still need to ask? Don't resist, I'll help you use my unique transformation technique. It won't be discovered easily. It's very stable."

Old Long raised his hand and pointed at Taoist Junjun.

Immediately, Taoist Junjun turned into the zombie.

The two of them quickly followed and stood quietly at the end of the team.

This team headed underground. As they moved forward, the gloomy feeling became more and more intense. There was no light around, only this dark cave, and I didn't know where it led.

"Roar!"

After walking for a full hour, a roar suddenly came from the depths of the cave. It was different from the roar of wild beasts. This roar was extremely penetrating, and it was completely the roar of a ghost. At the same time, waves of terrifying wind were set off, and the sound was blown from the cave. It blows from the depths, bringing endless coolness.

The eyes of Lao Long and Taoist Jun Jun condensed slightly, and they felt a strong fear towards the owner of the cry. This was a sense of crisis.

The two followed the team and walked for another half an hour, finally reaching the end of the cave.

At first glance, I saw the large figure inside the cave.

This figure is also a corpse, but it is alive. The iron chain that binds it is being pulled and swayed by it, making a clanging sound.

Its whole body was iron-black, its hair was like withered grass, messily scattered on its head, and its body hair was covered with corpse hair. It looked like a huge ape, and a terrifying power came out, filling the entire cave.

In addition to this corpse king, there are other people.

One of the old men looked at Taoist Junjun's team and urged: "Hurry up and feed!"

Throw...throw food?

The eyes of the corpse transformed by Taoist Junjun couldn't help but tremble slightly, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Then, he saw the first person at the front of the team sending out the controlled corpse and landing it in front of the Corpse King.

The Corpse King opened his mouth, bit down half of the corpse in one bite, chewed it in his mouth, and swallowed it in two bites.

Immediately afterwards, the second person also controlled the corpse, then the third, the fourth...

grass!

He was panicking and couldn't help but look at Lao Long and make eye contact.

"It turns out these zombies are being sent here for sacrifice, damn! I knew it wouldn't be reliable to become a zombie!"