Chapter 297 A living fossil from more than 300,000 years ago
Pei Qingshu was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and smiled: "Well, I have already told Master that I will stay here. I will leave after I finish the things here."
"..." Li Mingqiong was silent for a while, then her mouth corners slightly raised, and she smiled lightly, "In this case, you have to work hard, your senior sister has already reached the seventh level."
"I have seen it." Pei Qingshu smiled faintly, his eyes fixed on Li Mingqiong, "Senior sister, I feel the fire of all living things and the light of civilization in you. Is this the way of national destiny that Master said?"
"The fire of life, the light of civilization?" Li Mingqiong looked at Cui Heng in amazement, "Master, have you ever explained the way of national destiny to me?"
The cultivation of the way of national destiny is not just about developing national strength. In essence, it is about cultivating the fire of life's destiny and the glory of civilization. She realized this after she had cultivated the Divine Court.
Pei Qingshu could tell it at a glance.
"No." Cui Heng shook his head lightly and smiled, "However, Qingshu's cultivation path is quite special. Although his current realm is only equivalent to the King of Saints, he already has more obvious characteristics of the Tao body.
"And his perception ability is extremely strong, comparable to the Creator, and he can see many invisible things. He should have seen the characteristics of your cultivation."
"It's so magical. "Li Mingqiong looked at Pei Qingshu and said with a smile, "Junior brother, how about fighting with me sometime?"
"I'm not interested." Pei Qingshu immediately shook his head and said, "I just have the characteristics of a Taoist body, and I'm not a real Creator who has cultivated a Taoist body. There's no point in a fight where I'm bound to lose."
At this point, he paused and said with a smile, "If you really want to compete with me, wait until my realm reaches a higher level. By then, I will probably leave here, and I'll go fight you."
"Okay." Li Mingqiong nodded and said, "But by then, I may not be in the seventh realm."
"It's not too late to talk about it then." Pei Qingshu was very confident.
"Okay. Staying here is beneficial to Qingshu's practice, and this is a decision he had made a long time ago. "Cui Heng waved his hand, and then said, "Mingqiong, leave the Linjiang Pei family of the Great Zhou here."
"Yes, Master, I actually have this plan." Li Mingqiong nodded.
"Senior Sister can now take away the people of a country?" Pei Qingshu was surprised.
"Not just the people of one country, but everything in the entire Great Zhou, the sky, the earth, the mountains, the rivers, and all living things, I brought them all here." Li Mingqiong smiled slightly and stretched out her slender white right hand.
I saw a ball of light lit up on it, with countless lights and shadows showing in it, which was the appearance of the Great Zhou, and countless small black dots were walking in these lights and shadows. These were the people of the Great Zhou.
"The way of national destiny is indeed magical. "Pei Qingshu praised sincerely, and then smiled, "This makes me look forward to the day when I can fight with you, senior sister ,
even more. "As for the Linjiang Pei family, I will make arrangements as soon as possible, divide up the land and various facilities for them, and I will go to explain to senior sister after I am ready.
"Master, how do you think about this?"
"All right." Cui Heng nodded lightly and smiled, "I let you stay in the Linjiang Pei family, and I also hope that you can achieve success in your cultivation as soon as possible. When you leave, find a successor in the Pei family and completely let go of this Wu Dynasty. After all, what you cultivate is not the way of national destiny."
"Well, disciple understands." Pei Qingshu nodded solemnly. He knew that this was the master reminding him not to take a detour. "Thank you, Master! "
"You can discuss the next things among yourselves." Cui Heng stood up, looked towards the southwest, chuckled, "Master is going to meet a guest."
"Guest?" Pei Qingshu was puzzled. When did a guest of Master come from the southwest?
However, before he could ask, Cui Heng's figure had disappeared without a trace.
Only the people looked at each other in bewilderment.
"Junior brother, don't you know either?" Li Mingqiong asked curiously.
"I really don't know." Pei Qingshu smiled softly, looked towards the southwest, and murmured, "That direction, Southern Xinjiang...is it the Plague Palace? More than ten years ago, Zhu Changsheng seemed to have brought back a ancestor from outside the world? "
Zhu Changsheng is the head of the Plague Palace, a saint who has unified all things.
...
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang, inside the Plague Palace.
Zhu Changsheng was listening attentively.
In front of him was an old man with rosy skin, crane-like hair and a childlike face, with an immortal demeanor, as if he was an immortal descended from heaven. He
didn't look like someone from the Plague Palace.
But what the old man was talking about was indeed the secret method passed down from the Plague Palace. He was teaching Zhu Changsheng how to become the King of Saints.
Zhu Changsheng listened fascinatedly.
He could clearly feel that in the past ten years, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, far exceeding the accumulation of thousands of years of cultivation in the past, and was simply incomparable to before.
If he could continue for another hundred years or so, he would definitely be able to become the King of Saints and become one of the most powerful figures in the Five Scenery Realm.
"It's a pity that the master only lectures in the morning. It would be better if he could lecture for a longer time." Zhu Changsheng sensed that the sun outside was about to rise completely, and knew that today's lecture was about to end. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
"Okay, today's lecture is over." The old man smiled and got up from the cushion, saying, "Your qualifications are not bad, and you are not far from the realm of the king of saints."
"I still have to thank the master for his guidance." Zhu Changsheng said respectfully.
"You have really worked hard." The old man praised.
"Master, you also know the current situation in the Five Scenes Realm. It can be said that there are saints like clouds." Zhu Changsheng smiled bitterly, "Disciple can't help but work hard to break through."
"That's true. "The old man stroked his beard and laughed, "However, the Cui Heng you mentioned earlier is indeed extraordinary. He can actually produce so many elixirs that can give birth to saints. It's amazing."
"The immortal's methods are the strongest that I have ever seen." Zhu Changsheng nodded, "Even the King of Saints is like an ant in front of him and has no room for resistance."
"To the Creator, the King of Saints is indeed an ant." The old man smiled, "If Cui Heng is a Taoist master with a great body of Tao, then the King of Saints is not even an ant..."
The old man seemed to want to continue saying something, but his voice suddenly stopped, and he looked outside in astonishment.
Zhu Changsheng couldn't help asking: "Ancestor, what's wrong with you?"
"What, what is this? ! "The old man's face suddenly showed an extremely shocked expression.
At the same time, hundreds of small eyes suddenly opened on his face, revealing extreme fear. His whole body trembled and he fell to the ground.
"Ancestor?!" Zhu Changsheng was shocked. His own ancestor could be a Taoist master. What kind of existence could make him so scared?
"It turns out that there is a Taoist ancestor in the Plague Palace." At this time, a gentle voice came from outside, and then a young man walked in, smiling at Zhu Changsheng and the old man.
"Immortal Cui!" Zhu Changsheng exclaimed.
"Junior Ding Qiuhuang, pays homage to 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 were opened because of fear.
"No need to do that." Cui Heng waved his hand and smiled, "You can live to this day, which proves that you have not done anything bad here, don't be afraid."
He left a moon god in the early Yuan infant stage on the moon of Chongyang Star to protect the entire Wujing Realm. If Ding Qiuhuang dared to do anything bad, he would have been beaten to death by the moon god.
"Thank you very much, Immortal." Ding Qiuhuang breathed a sigh of relief and stood up tremblingly. At this time, he already knew that this was the Immortal Cui that Zhu Changsheng had mentioned before.
This is not a creator or a Taoist master!
It is clearly a master of the heavens!
But since the disappearance of the heavens, the strong men of the eighth realm of the fairy world have become legends. How could such a terrifying existence appear in this small Chongyang Star?
Moreover, the aura of pressure displayed by Cui Heng gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had encountered him during the time of Tai Wen Tian.
"Is it the supreme being whose eyes swept over Tai Wen Tian?" A guess emerged in Ding Qiu Huang's mind, and then he felt a little bitter.
If this is really the case, then he is really unlucky.
He left Tai Wen Tian to avoid that supreme being, but he didn't expect to run into someone directly, which was simply a trap.
"Won't you introduce me to your ancestor?" Cui Heng said to Zhu Changsheng.
"Ah, yes, thank you for your reminder, Immortal." Zhu Changsheng nodded hurriedly, "Immortal, this is the founder of my Wen Huang Palace, and the one who left behind the Tai Wen Immortal Treasure House. He just returned from Tai Wen Tian more than ten years ago."
In just one sentence, he explained Ding Qiu Huang's origin clearly, without any concealment.
"Founder of the sect?" Cui Heng looked at Ding Qiuhuang in surprise. After a brief look, he asked with interest, "How did you live for more than 300,000 years?"
He had read the classics in the Taiwen Immortal Treasure House, which clearly recorded that the Plague Palace was founded 330,000 years ago, when Ziyangtian was still in existence.
Theoretically, the lifespan of a Taoist master should be 90,000 to 100,000 years. Ding Qiuhuang, the founder of the Plague Palace 330,000 years ago, actually lived to this day.
This lifespan is almost close to the limit of the physical body of the Yuan Infant Period, which is obviously abnormal.
"Reporting to the Immortal, I have practiced a secret method called 'The Secret of Seclusion and Longevity'."
Ding Qiuhuang explained, "As long as you live in seclusion in one place for 30,000 years, your activity range does not exceed ten miles, and you persist in practicing this method every day, you can extend your life by 30,000 years, and at most 90,000 years.
"Therefore, for the first 100,000 years, I have been living in seclusion to extend my life. Later, when I was about to die, I accidentally got a magical medicine for immortality, lived a second life, and lived in seclusion for more than 100,000 years until now. "
Within 30,000 years, the range of activities is no more than ten miles... Cui Heng was shocked.
This is too much. The maximum lifespan of more than 90,000 years was stretched to nearly 200,000 years. It
's too outrageous.
It's just living for the sake of living.
The most outrageous thing is that he can get the immortal medicine by living like this, live a second life, and continue to live for hundreds of thousands of years in the second life.
But living like this for more than 300,000 years, the experience may not be more than that of a normal person who has lived for a thousand years.
However, Cui Heng hesitated for a while, and decided to ask Ding Qiuhuang: "How much do you know about the destruction of Ziyangtian? And how much do you know about Zhou Juntian's situation?"
(End of this chapter)