I became a god by eating monsters, and I became immortal by killing monsters.

Chapter 48 A Dream

Feng Xuan looked at the Crown Prince Longyang in front of him, completely incredulous.

He had considered that Meng Jiao might harm him, given their seemingly close relationship.

However, they were not close friends like Wen Bu and Nie Wenyuan, to whom one could entrust one's life.

It's mostly just mutual exploitation, with each side getting what they need.

But he never imagined that Meng Jiao would actually be Long Yang in disguise.

"No! You're not Long Yang!"

Although the face in front of me looked exactly like Long Yang's, it had an unreal, surreal quality to it.

As expected, with the flow of Tai Chi mind and spirit, the appearance of Prince Longyang in Feng Xuan's eyes kept changing.

One moment it's Meng Jiao, the next it's Long Yang, and then it's Yang Yong.

In the end, he even became Liu Tianyi!
"Cough cough!"

Shot in the chest, Feng Xuan coughed up blood.

He wasn't angry; his life was in danger.

Feng Xuan was calmer than ever before.

"Before arriving at Blackwater Village, Meng Jiao must have been Meng Jiao."

He thought of those blank paper money and sighed softly.

"Oh dear! It was my carelessness!"

"Tell that old cat for me that I will take his head!"

The old demon's face froze once again as Meng Jiao, his bone spear thrusting towards Feng Xuan's forehead.

A white light enveloped Feng Xuan's entire body.

The next instant, he teleported away and disappeared from the old demon's sight.

"where is the guy?"

The old demon's face changed wildly, and the demonic power within his body became extremely violent.

The evil spirits and demons wanted to tear everything apart.

But the next moment, the old demon trembled with fear.

"Your Majesty! Give me another chance!"

"Your Majesty!"

boom!
A violent black tornado descended from the sky.

The old demon, powerless to resist, vanished into the depths of Jingting Mountain.

Scorching flames, billowing yellow sand.

"Where have I been teleported to?"

Feng Xuan clutched his chest and searched for a long time before finally finding the pills he needed in his storage belt.

It took him several days to recover before he had the strength to explore the strange place before him.

He drew a "Big Dipper pointing south" symbol.

The South Dipper governs life, and the North Dipper governs death.

"The Big Dipper pointing south" can turn death into life.

"The North Star's southward guidance" can turn life into death.

The Big Dipper pointing south within the body has accumulated a great deal of vitality.

As they traveled further, the sandstorm intensified, but the scorching heat gradually diminished.

Feng Xuan's expression, however, was quite unpleasant.

"Full of vitality, but it's almost reached its limit."

"The deathly aura here is so thick."

"Could it be the deepest part of the abyss?"

Just as Feng Xuan was about to return to the scorching land, a huge mountain appeared before him.

To be precise, it wasn't a mountain, but a giant tortoise buried by sandstorms.

He soared into the air on his sword, braving the endless yellow sand, and finally managed to see the giant tortoise's appearance.

"Dragon Turtle!"

"Such a massive dragon turtle is probably beyond the mortal realm, and is at least at the sixth level!"

Wipe away the dust that has buried the endless years.

Feng Xuan saw the profound and complex innate Dao patterns.

At first glance, the patterns seemed unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, they became dazzling.

If you calm down, you feel that all the Dao patterns come alive.

They resemble stars in the night sky, flowing slowly and transforming into a galaxy.

The moment the hand touched the turtle's back, the broken sword of Fengxuan Tongtian Palace trembled slightly.

Countless images flashed before his eyes.

In the vast sea of ​​yellow sand, countless monsters, like waves, lay prostrate at the feet of the dragon turtle.

The dragon turtle roared to the sky, its roar shaking the heavens and shattering the earth. It swallowed the sun and moon, and the world lost its color.

In a short while, the light dimmed and the blazing sun disappeared.

A long sword of purple jade descended from the sky and struck the dragon turtle's single horn on its head.

It looked as if a needle had been inserted into the body of a giant whale, leaving no trace.

But the next instant, the dragon turtle cried out in agony and crashed to the ground.

The purple jade sword pierced through the dragon turtle's hardest shell, soared into the sky, and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Xuan stared blankly at the tortoise shell, seemingly reliving everything he had seen in his mind.

Or perhaps they gleaned some insight from these innate Dao patterns.

"The mystery is fixed, the Heavenly Emperor's sword."

"With unfathomable mysteries, the universe is defined as one."

"This is both the strongest part of the dragon turtle's body and its Achilles' heel."

"The Heavenly Emperor Demon Sword can slay the dragon turtle with a single strike; this is the kind of technique it uses."

Feng Xuan shook his head: "No, no!"

"It is a dragon turtle raising its head to the sky, roaring and shattering mountains and rivers, swallowing the sun and moon."

He kept replaying everything in his mind, and the innate Dao patterns in front of him seemed to be doing their best to assist Feng Xuan.

The great swordsman's words suddenly echoed in his ears.

"If you cannot find your own sword heart."

"To comprehend a sword spirit that is uniquely your own."

"When you break through to the fourth stage."

"The moment your sword breaks!"

Feng Xuan smiled wryly: "Whether it's the Heavenly Emperor Demon Sword or the Dragon Turtle Devouring the Heavens!"

"It was all just a dream!"

Hey!
He seemed to hear the sigh again.

At the same moment, Feng Xuan also felt something in his kidneys.

It seemed as if something was about to break through the soil.

He suppressed the urge to break through.

"My mental state has improved, but my swordsmanship has not progressed at all."

"If I were to break through at this moment, I would probably be letting down the great swordsman's good intentions!"

Within the two kidneys, the newly awakened unknown pulsed at this moment.

Feng Xuan's mind was also shaken.

"This……"

"He cultivated Taoism for sixty years in his previous life, but had no personal insights."

"It's more about following in the footsteps of our predecessors."

"Especially the way of Tai Chi, which was passed down from the patriarch Zhang Sanfeng."

"Among all my Wudang disciples, which one would doubt the words of Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng?"

"I never imagined that such an experience would become an obstacle to my understanding."

"It has become an obstacle on my path."

He only understood it at this point.

The Grand Swordsman didn't actually want Feng Xuan to comprehend any special sword heart or sword spirit.

Instead, he wanted Feng Xuan to see through the essence of cultivation.

Every cultivator must walk their own path.

No matter how wide or smooth someone else's road may be, it ultimately belongs to them.

Click!

With the shackles in his heart shattered, Feng Xuan no longer suppressed that wonderful feeling.

The cultivation level naturally broke through to the fourth stage.

The true spirit of the Dao lineage, the "Three-Legged Golden Crow," soared into the sky.

They rushed through the towering Tongtian Gate, and headed towards the calamity-filled sea of ​​clouds.

Gradually, the three-legged golden crow transformed into a black, white, and bluish-gray creature.

An egg with three colors intertwined.

A staircase, appearing and disappearing amidst the calamities and calamities.

Feng Xuan frowned: "What are these steps?"

"It seems that there is no such ladder to heaven in the ancient books."

With doubts in his mind, Feng Xuan didn't hold back.

Summon the panel, and the dream becomes real.

[In your first year, you discovered the extraordinary nature of the Heavenly Ladder]
[When the Daoist True Spirit is swimming in the Sea of ​​Tribulation, it can rest on it and slowly restore the jade liquid on its body surface.]
[In the seventh year, after countless attempts, you indeed found no side effects to the Heavenly Ladder.]
But you still have some worries in your heart.
[You abandoned the Heavenly Ladder, relying solely on your own accumulated strength, attempting to pierce through the calamity clouds and break through the sea of ​​tribulation.]
[In the eighth year, your Dao lineage and true spirit were lost in the vast and endless sea of ​​tribulation.]
[In the fifteenth year, your Dao lineage and true spirit were lost in the vast and endless sea of ​​tribulation.]
[In your twenty-fifth year, you realize that even if you exhaust all your efforts, you may still be unable to break through.]
But you believe there are always more solutions than problems. As long as you persevere, there will always be a way forward.
[Insufficient spiritual energy, unable to continue]
[Remaining Spiritual Energy: Zero]
(End of this chapter)