What he is fighting for is the Tao, and what he is battling is Heaven, but how can man fight against fate?
Boom!
With a loud thunderclap, the area of a hundred miles centered on Tianjian Mountain was instantly covered with dark clouds. Thunderbolts thicker than bucket men were running through it like giant dragons.
Tiangan Jiazi, named after the Tiangan and with Jiazi as the year, is the most precious treasure of heaven and earth.
He Kun had learned about this treasure from the sect's classics. He once asked the great elder why there was no description of the treasure's effects and appearance.
The elder's answer was that the Heavenly Stem Jiazi has no form or shape, and Jia wood represents thunder. Thunder is the exhalation of Yang energy.
The Heavenly Stems Jiazi is a kind of thunder that exists between heaven and earth. Its power is comparable to that of a heavenly calamity, and it only occurs once every ten thousand years. Even if it appears, very few people can capture it.
A huge black shadow passed through the thunderclouds, and the roar of dragons resounded through the heavens and earth. Countless strong men sent out their spiritual senses to explore, but the next moment they all groaned and dared not make any more moves.
A hole appeared in the sky above Tianjian Mountain, and the mysterious existence hidden in the thunderclouds revealed its true form.
There was a dark thunderstorm and a dragon came wailing with a sound like a bull's roar.
A thunder dragon that was ten thousand feet long, its tail that only flashed by was taller than Tianjian Mountain. The huge dragon head was slightly leaning forward, as if an ancient sacred mountain had fallen.
A Taoist in white sat on top of the dragon's head with his eyes half closed. No one in the world dared to look at his majesty.
He Kun and Taoist Tingqing looked up, feeling their own humbleness and insignificance. The Taoist in Longshou did not use any aura to suppress them, but the aura he revealed was enough to make people feel terrified.
His cultivation level improved further and he became even stronger.
Taoist Tingqing is also a deity, and he is also confused when he looks at Li Changsheng.
The thunder dragon disappeared, and the Taoist floated down, holding a ball of thunder in his hand, with a dragon-shaped shadow swimming in it.
"Elder He, can I become a god by refining this?"
Although it was a question, He Kun knew that even if he shook his head, the other party would force the answer into his mouth, so he could only nod and answer, "I'm not sure, Brother Li's incarnation is not a stone on the side of the road, it just can't be done.
There are countless cultivators in the world who may not even have a god in thousands of years, let alone a half-crippled person like me? Brother Li, you should arrange my funeral as soon as possible. Remember to make the tombstone bigger. I am afraid that there are too many deeds to be engraved. "
"How do you know if you don't try?"
Li Changsheng slightly clenched his five fingers together, and the dragon-shaped shadow in his palm immediately let out a wail, and traces of pleading emotions appeared on the blurred shape.
Treasures and living beings are the greatest treasures.
If it were in the past, Li Changsheng would not have caught it, let alone killed it. He has three rules for not killing: not for survival, not for the safety of relatives, and not for the sake of the Tao.
If it wasn't what he needed, he would never take a cent, and he would never be greedy.
But now he needs Tian Gan Jia Zi to save a friend, a friend who talks a lot.
He Kun continued, "Brother Li, all things have spirits, so don't kill them anymore. Look at how spiritual this little guy is, so don't do it."
"Are you a monk?" Li Changsheng interrupted, then he clasped his five fingers together to completely extinguish the spiritual wisdom of the Heavenly Stems Jiazi. When he opened his fingers again, there was a crystal clear bead in his hand.
Light blue, with wisps of thunder flickering on the surface.
"Eat it, and I'll help you refine it."
"Well, this thing is emitting electricity. Will it prick your mouth?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changsheng shot the bead directly into He Kun's mouth, and then pressed him to the ground and sat cross-legged in meditation.
Another three months passed like this, and He Kun opened his eyes again. The breeze blew his hair, revealing strands of black and shiny hair.
He reached out and touched his face. The wrinkles on it had disappeared. An ice crystal condensed from the void, reflecting a heroic face, as if he had returned to a dream 500 years ago.
My thoughts also became extremely clear, no longer as cloudy as before.
But these are all appearances, he has not broken through to the spiritual realm.
Taoist Tingqing sighed slightly, and also saw the state of He Kun at the moment. He had added a few more years to his life, but he could not escape death in the end.
To transform into a god, to transform a mortal into a god, but how many people in this world can do it?
Senior Li's achievements are comparable to those of the God of Heaven, and his realm is probably not much weaker than that of the Sword Immortal, or even better. But it is difficult to defy fate, and cultivation is ultimately a personal matter, and no matter how much help others give, it is useless.
Moreover, He Kun was already half crippled at this moment, and the fact that he was able to hold on until now was enough to show how advanced he was. If it were me, I would have passed away 7 years ago.
Li Changsheng's face remained calm as he said, "You have three more years to live. With your cultivation, you should be able to survive for another six years. I heard that there is a magical medicine in the ancient sacred mountain. Anyone who smells it will live a hundred years longer, and anyone who eats it will become an immortal instantly."
"Brother Li, that magical medicine is the lifeblood of the Great Mountain Demon Clan. Can you really slaughter the entire Ancient Divine Mountain? This is not your style. You have gone astray."
He Kun's voice was no longer hoarse, but became deep and magnetic.
"That's enough. I'm so tired. Do you know what I mean? If my junior sister hadn't asked me to take care of you before she died, I would have ignored you, you bastard."
"You told me that the world will still go on even if no one is around. Even if you lose us, you can still go on and continue practicing. Parting with relatives and friends on the path of practice is something everyone has to go through. Don't hold on to them like a child anymore!"
He Kun raised his voice slightly and looked up at the young man in white with a cold face.
"Life and death are determined by God. I, He Kun, have never regretted this. This is my end."
Li Changsheng did not answer, and his cold expression did not change at all.
After a while, he said calmly: "I can save you, wait for me."
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