After millions of years in the library, I became an Immortal Emperor.

"Zhou Yu?"

Xie Bing was slightly taken aback.

"Didn't the master tell you to go to the human world? Why have you come back?"

He asked, then looked at the old man and the young man beside him. The young man had red lips and white teeth, and slightly raised his chin as he looked at the mountains and forests in front of him.

The old man smiled and nodded at him.

"I am an old man from Kongtong, from Tianyi Daozhou."

The boy snorted but didn't say anything.

Tianyi Continent?

Xie Bing's expression hardened. He didn't know where this place was. Ordinary immortals only lived in about one continent, let alone a place hundreds of immortal continents away.

Zhou Yu shook his head slightly as he looked at the scene. He looked at the mountains and forests in front of him. Taking a step forward, he saw a hazy rain, like an invisible fence dividing the world in two.

"Is the gentleman in?"

He asked.

Xie Bing nodded.

"He should be in the library. After he finished reading his books, he went to the library to look for more," he said. In fact, Xie Bing didn't understand why the master loved reading so much.

It wasn't some powerful immortal scripture; to Mr. Yu, it should only be considered an ordinary text, but he was completely absorbed in reading it.

Zhou Yu nodded, then looked at the Kongtong Sword Immortal and Jin Yuming.

"Senior, please!"

He said this, and then led the two forward, stepping into the drizzling rain. Xie Bing stood behind, watching this scene with a slight concentration.

The rain fell like countless threads from the sky, its source unknown, like water without roots. Yet, it transformed all the creatures in the mountains and forests, making them seem to be filled with more divine energy.

"They're just making a fuss over nothing. They're all immortals, yet they're trying to pull off this rain scene like people do."

Jin Yuming said, feeling very unhappy about being soaked in the rain. The next moment, a layer of immortal light surged from his body, keeping the rain out. The Kongtong Sword Immortal looked at him and shook his head slightly.

"Yu Ming, be careful what you say."

He said, reaching out to wipe away the immortal light from his body, letting the rain fall on him. He looked up at the Kongtong Sword Immortal, his face full of confusion.

"Master..."

The Kongtong Sword Immortal slightly raised his hand, preventing him from continuing, and then closed his eyes slightly in the rain, a profound aura emanating from him.

"Concentrate and carefully perceive; the rain contains the Dao, and it is your opportunity."

He said this, and Jin Yuming, who was standing next to him, was taken aback.

I closed my eyes slightly, but I couldn't feel anything.

"Master, have you gone mad?"

"This is just ordinary rainwater, only with a little bit of immortal energy, but that's about it. This kind of water is everywhere in Dao Yi Immortal Sect."

The Kongtong Sword Immortal opened his eyes, glanced at Jin Yuming, and shook his head.

"Foolish child, your pride has blinded you. With your talent, you should be able to sense the immortals in this rain."

"In the realm of immortals, anything is possible; we must have encountered an extraordinary person."

He said, and as he walked further ahead, Jin Yuming watched his back, slightly focused his mind, and looked around at the surrounding mountains and forests, but still did not sense anything.

Zhou Yu also silently concentrated and tried to comprehend it, but found nothing.

He had been caught in this kind of rain more than once, and there was even snow and sunshine from the human world, but he had never felt any sense of Tao.

"Yu Ming, you should have reverence for heaven and earth. You have stayed at Sword Peak for too long. Little do you know that returning to simplicity and authenticity, the flowers, trees, bricks and tiles in front of you may be the true path to heaven."

"Below the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, one cultivates the body and soul, but above the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, one cultivates the mind. If one's mind is not in the right state, no matter how indestructible one's physical body is, one cannot break through to the next realm."

"This is the Dao domain of a Taiyi Golden Immortal."

He said that a smile appeared on his face as he walked in the rain.

If he can grasp this level of understanding, then his trip will have been worthwhile. Perhaps this person really can withstand his sword strike.

Perhaps more than one sword strike.

He was invincible below the Immortal King level, but he also had his moments of loneliness. He lacked pressure and needed a real battle to hone his sword heart and glimpse the realm of the Great Luo.

He needs an opponent.

He searched the entire Tianyi Continent but couldn't find it.

"Taiyi Golden Immortal".

Jin Yuming was taken aback upon hearing this, but that was all. The Heavenly Dao Sect was a sect of immortals, with more than one Immortal King, let alone a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Such powerful individuals are not uncommon in the Heavenly Dao Sect.

A mountain waterfall cascades down from the mountainside, creating a clear pool in the forest, and then flows out into the distance through the mountain gullies.

"Dragon Clan".

The Kongtong Sword Immortal saw the dragon's shadow in the mountain waterfall and pool, and said...

The dragon race is a powerful race in the immortal realm, and they value bloodlines and protect their own. They would never allow their bloodline to be lost to the outside world.

But there are many here, even those with extremely pure bloodlines.

"He actually dared to keep dragons as pets!"

Jin Yuming also discovered the dragon clan in the mountain stream, and was shocked.

He could disregard the Seven Great Immortal Sects, and he could disregard even a Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he absolutely could not ignore the Dragon Clan, which was an immortal force even stronger than the Heavenly Dao Sect.

"Those were not dragons raised by the Master. They only came into being because of the Master. They said they were not originally dragons."

Zhou Yu said that he had been here countless times and recognized the dragons in the mountains.

The Dragon King told him many things about his race, including their origins, but who would have thought that they were originally just a pond of fish?

"Not dragons? How could that be? They all possess the pure aura of dragons. Only dragons from the Heavenly Dragon Immortal Continent could have such bloodlines."

Jin Yuming said, his face full of disbelief.

Zhou Yu simply shook his head and smiled upon hearing this.

Does he believe it himself? He probably didn't believe it before, but after following Mr. for so long, he has gradually come to believe it. It seems that nothing that happens around Mr. is surprising anymore.

After all, besides Mr. Long, there was also a spirit ape with an invincible physical body at the same level, who cultivated the so-called Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and had the ability to transform in countless ways.

There is also a flower that can evolve into the so-called six realms of reincarnation.

That tree was no ordinary tree either. Having been with the master for so long, it even carried some of his Daoist aura and could bear Bodhi fruits with miraculous effects.

The Kongtong Sword Immortal listened quietly to the two's conversation, then walked step by step toward the library in the mountains. Water droplets clung to his clothes, and his hair was slightly damp, making him look like an ordinary person.

But the sword intent in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.

He had already sensed a terrifying life force within the library, which might be that of the mysterious Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Having not encountered an opponent for a long time, he was becoming somewhat impatient.

"Someone's here."

Houtu materialized and stood at the courtyard gate, quietly watching the old man approach.

"Life and death intertwine, and there is a special kind of change. You seem to have embarked on a very special path to immortality. Very good."

The Kongtong Sword Immortal looked at Houtu, paused slightly, and then praised her.

Jin Yuming also looked at Houtu, his mind slightly focused.

The master rarely praises people, and this person is so earnest; such a person must be truly amazing, to the point that even the master couldn't help but say such a thing.