Cultivation of Immortality: This is what unorthodox methods are like.

Wang Quan wanted to take this group of legendary cultivators with him to explore the source of the Nu River.

As a result, more than half of the creatures shook their heads: "This is our limit."

"If your reputation is high enough, you can try again."

A female cultivator chuckled, "I have 15 points of legendary power, and I can't go any higher."

"Going further up, the requirement is probably not legendary status, but other hidden conditions that we don't know about."

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren exchanged a glance: "Everyone, we want to give it a try."

The nine-tailed red fox wagged its tail: "Then let's give it a try."

It got up, shook its head and wagged its tail, and even stretched.

It stretched, and even the elderly looked at it instinctively.

Because its posture is simply too beautiful.

A short while later, four cultivators joined Wang Quan and his group on their journey, heading upwards.

The nine-tailed red fox followed lazily behind.

An old woman's eyes darted around: "Little one, is he really the one you're waiting for?"

The nine-tailed red fox snorted: "There are many cultivators with seventy-two paths of dust."

"Besides, I'm waiting for a person, a woman."

The old woman's eyes darted around: "But there are too few cultivators with seventy-two paths of smoke and dust and legendary status."

"And what if it's a man?"

"If you stab him then, it's not impossible for you two to become sisters."

Yao Yao remained silent, only her nine tails swayed gently, and her steps became much lighter.

call out!call out!call out!

Wang Quan and his group, along with four or five legendary cultivators and the Nine-Tailed Fox, took to the air to continue their search for the source.

Not long after taking to the air, one of the cultivators stopped: "I can't fly anymore!"

"I feel like if we fly any higher, my head will get crushed."

This cultivator was a powerful cultivator from a blessed land, but even he could only remain where he was at this moment.

Wang Quan and the others continued upwards.

Soon, the others couldn't hold on any longer and had to stay.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Quan once again pierced through a layer of mist and looked behind him, only to find that Ying Jiaren and Jiuwei Yaoyao were the only ones there.

However, Nine-Tailed Fox was covered in sweat, with drops of sweat falling from her body, looking quite disheveled.

It lay on the misty water and said with difficulty, "You should continue upwards!"

"I can't walk anymore!"

"Oh, and if you get too tired to walk anymore, remember to explain your own Taoist practices!"

"And if you want to become famous, if you want to increase your legendary status, you must mention your own name!"

Ying Jiaren asked curiously, "If I tell you, will it increase my legend rating?"

Nine-Tailed Yao Yao shook her head: "No."

"But if you can accumulate legendary knowledge, the difficulty of obtaining the next legendary point will be reduced."

Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren nodded.

The two bid farewell to Nine-Tailed Fox and set off upwards once more.

After passing through layers of water mist, the sound of flowing water they heard grew louder and louder.

I don't know how much time passed, but it seemed that only the roaring sound of water could be heard between heaven and earth.

After an unknown amount of time, the two came to see the source of the Nu River.

Um.....

It should be the source.

Because neither of them was sure.

From the air, they saw a crystal-like fragment hundreds of miles in size.

Within the fragments, the river flows in a winding path.

The riverside changes with the seasons: sometimes it is covered in snow, sometimes it is covered in lush green grass, sometimes it is covered with withered grass and strong leaves, and sometimes it is hit by strong winds and rain.

When the snow was white, they saw a young man kill a living being and then build a grave for one of the creatures.

When the grass was lush and green, they saw that the grass on the grave mounds was very tall, and a shepherd boy was cutting grass to feed the rabbits.

When the grass withers and the leaves grow strong, masked creatures fight on the riverbank, their golden blood staining the river golden.

When the wind and rain rage, a young man, barefoot, listens to the wind and treads the rain—slaying all living beings.

The endless Nujiang River flows from the rivers in these fragments.

When the two saw the river, a name spontaneously came to mind:

【Liulijiang】

In the next instant, more information emerged:

Once upon a time, a young man walked along the Liuli River. There, he slew powerful enemies and struck down countless foes, acting with unbridled arrogance and domineering swagger.

........

[Then the young man reflected in the Liuli River, illuminating the continent, and was hailed by all as—the Upright Lord of Heaven.]

...

Young man, do you dare to fight here?

Looking at the invitation at the end of the message, Wang Quan frowned and glanced at Ying Jiaren beside him.

Ying Jiaren also sensed the message.

She looked at the hundreds of miles of debris, then at the surging river, and realized: "This is the source of the Nu River!"

"This source is neither the present world, nor the second world, nor the underworld."

"This is—a fragment of history."

Wang Quan nodded: "Now I understand why other legendary cultivators weren't qualified to have a source!"

"The reason we were able to reach the source is probably related to the fact that we entered historical fragments back then."

Ying Jiaren was meticulous. She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "It's not just because we've been to the historical fragments. Don't forget, we also personally destroyed a historical anchor point within the historical fragments."

Wang Quan's heart stirred: "Perhaps so."

"We'll find out by trying it with other people later!"

"Um!"

"Well then, my lady, I'd like to go inside!"

Ying Jiaren frowned: "This historical fragment seals off the [Liuli River]. The boy inside must be terrifying."

Wang Quan laughed: "Although this one is terrifying, the one in this fragment is still a boy."

"The methods used are similar to those of martial artists."

"No matter how extraordinary his methods are, can they possibly be more extraordinary than those of us cultivators?"

"Moreover, the fact that he would dig a pit to bury a corpse at this time suggests that he must be a kind-hearted person."

Ying Jiaren rolled her eyes: "Look at the changing seasons later on. He kills people like cutting grass, and his heart is as hard as iron."

"A born killer."

"Moreover, these are fragments of history. What if we go in and can't get out?"

"What if they go in and seal off the cultivators' abilities?"

Wang Quan stared intently at the boy in the fragments, took a deep breath, and said, "The [Bright Moon Golden Elixir] I cultivate is related to this Lord Qingtian."

"For the sake of the Golden Core, he probably won't make things difficult for me."

"Even if it makes things difficult for me, it doesn't matter."

"If I could kill Liu Yong back then, I can kill him today."

"He's only been practicing for a few days? And I've been practicing for several years?"

"Moreover, even if my cultivation techniques are sealed, I still know some martial arts."

In his youth, he practiced the "Plain Moon Paper Cutting Technique" and acquired many martial arts masters to create paper figures.

He mastered the killing experience of those martial arts masters.

Later in Stone City, they collected countless martial arts techniques for killing.

He felt that his martial arts skills were absolutely top-notch.

At this point, he added, "If I cannot return, I can still follow the example of Yu Wanzhou and others and make a difference in this era."

"Perhaps we can still leave something for you now!"

"Besides, you can stay outside and keep an eye on things."

Ying Jiaren still didn't want to risk the throne.

Because these are fragments of history.

If you are not careful, you could get trapped inside.

Just then, the boy in the historical fragment suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing through the fragments and anchoring on the monarchy: "Hmm, we seem to have met somewhere before?"

The next moment, before Wang Quan could speak, the fragment of history trembled slightly, and then Wang Quan and Ying Jiaren fell into it.