Cultivation of Immortality

The old man's eyes were empty, his chest was heaving violently, and his lips moved several times, but he didn't say a word.

After a while, Lang Xing saw that his face was starting to turn blue and his eyes were completely distracted. He felt secretly unbearable and couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up and left the magic circle and flew back to his camp.

"how?"

"Won?"

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Hundreds of concerned thoughts swarmed in, and more people were asking.

Lang Xing pointed to the magic circle in the sky and said, "It's up to him to decide whether he wins or lose. If he thinks he wins, then he wins."

This answer caused an uproar in both camps. The Nanjingzhou side felt that Lang Xing's move was too childish. How could the other party decide the outcome of such an important battle? Suspicions arose on the other side of Dongmengzhou. Langxing's confidence made them feel uneasy. They all focused their eyes on the old man who was still sitting in the magic circle, hoping that he would see through the other party's deceitful remarks and help Dongmeng. Nightmare Island won this game.

Tian Binzi smiled and nodded to Lang Xing. Although he was not satisfied with Lang Xing's approach and felt uneasy, he had to show enough trust and support.

As time passed, the old man still sat in the magic circle with his eyes closed without any movement. The noise on both sides gradually subsided, and everyone fell into nervous waiting.

Half an hour passed, and there were whispers again in Nanjingzhou, and everyone had a happy face.

An hour passed, and Nan Jingzhou burst into cheers. Waiting for an hour was enough to be generous.

"Isn't he going to think about it for a thousand years?"

"You guys haven't given up yet, you're so shameless!"

"Admit defeat and save him quickly, otherwise you will regret it if you fall into a sea of ​​meditation!"

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Cheers and jeers poured into the Dongmenzhou camp like a tide. Seeing that the second team was about to win,

You must put more pressure on the opponent and not let the victory go away.

Although the Dongmengzhou side behaved as solid as a rock, everyone couldn't help complaining in their hearts. The time was indeed too long. It would be too embarrassing to delay it any longer. Since the chance of winning was slim, it was better to admit defeat quickly. , just when Emperor Zhenxie wanted to say something decent to end the second formation, the old man flew out of the formation.

The noise stopped, and everyone looked nervously at the old man with his long sleeves fluttering.

The old man did not fly back to his camp, but came straight to Langxing. Although his expression was not as fairy-like as before, his eyes were still clear and wise.

"How about not fighting against the sky, but just being a god and obeying the will of the sky?" After saying that, he stared at Langxing with burning eyes. Although this was still a posture of discussing Taoism, his slightly nervous expression showed that Having fallen behind, this question also means asking for advice.

Langxing looked at him expressionlessly. Although he didn't want to add insult to injury, the situation was pressing and he could not tolerate mercy. So after hesitating for a while, he directly said with his heart: "With the power of God, a single thought can destroy the world. Do you need help? Do you think too highly of yourself? Any pig that jumps out of the pig pen is a source of trouble to the pig farmer. No matter how obedient it is, it is better to drive it back to the pig pen. Don’t worry, such pigs will be the first to be slaughtered. If you still have some wisdom, just follow God’s will now.”

"You..." The old man's eyes widened and he looked straight at Lang Xing, as if he was looking at a ghost. Under Lang Xing's repeated instruction from a downward view, he had developed a fear of this enigmatic young man, and suddenly he was exposed to the magical way of speaking, which was telepathy, which made him naturally want to talk to the other person. The imagination becomes even more mysterious. Could it be that this is the incarnation of God?

Jump

If a pig leaves the pigsty and follows the will of God, then it can only jump back into the pigsty or commit suicide. Jumping back into the pigsty is already impossible. He despises being in the company of mediocre people, and he does not want to restrain his thoughts. can be completely taken back, then there is only one way left in front of him.

He looked up at the sky. He used to have the pride to compete with the sky, but after being hit by the bright star, he only had awe of God. What would be the consequences of not following God's will?

The way forward is cut off, the way back is dead, and a person known for his wisdom can't even find a way out. How can he have the dignity to live in this world? What's the point in living?

"Submit to God's will, go to God's will..." He looked at the sky and murmured to himself, the expression on his face changed rapidly, and there was no longer any trace of immortal style and Taoism. His Taoist heart collapsed and his artistic conception completely disappeared.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Emperor Zhenxie hurriedly called out, "Your Majesty, please return to the formation first."

"Emperor Yuming! Come back quickly!"

"Your Majesty! Please come back first!"

Everyone in East Nightmare Continent called out anxiously, and even the great supernatural power sitting in charge couldn't help but send out divine thoughts containing mana to try to cheer him up.

Bai Xiangfa pursed her lips fiercely, pushed Xiao Hefeng, and secretly sent a spiritual thought. She couldn't bear to do such a cruel thing, so she could only instruct Xiao Hefeng.

Xiao Hefeng immediately followed his senior sister's instructions and said to the old man in a soft and ethereal voice, "Let God's will, this is the best ending." After that, he turned around and asked his senior sister how he did.

Bai Xiang nodded encouragingly and motioned for him to continue repeating.

"Let God's will, this is the best ending..." Xiao Hefeng worked hard to control the tone and tone of the senior sister's request, and repeated it over and over again.

"Allow God's will!" Someone realized that this was a harmful move to push the old man into a trap, and immediately shouted after him.

“Allow God’s will!

Let it be God’s will! "

When there are more people shouting, the meaning of inducement and confusion will inevitably be lost, but the uniform and loud sound sounds like the power of God to the old man.

"Poof!" As a mouthful of blood spurted out, the old man fell down like a wooden stake.

Two generals from East Nightmare Continent flew over and snatched back the old man who fell to the ground, but the old man had already died.

This ending made everyone in Dongmeng Continent stunned and speechless. The old man ruled Dongmeng Continent with his wisdom and was worshiped as the Yuming Emperor. His prestige and status were at the forefront among the emperors. The Suppressing Evil Emperor who commanded the army also had to pay three respects to him. Point, in the Eastern Nightmare Continent cultivation world, this is a god-like existence. If they can invite him to fight in this battle, everyone thinks they can win easily.

How could Emperor Yuming be defeated? And he was still defeated by a young monk from the other side. Not only was he defeated, but he was so defeated that he committed suicide on the spot. The ending was the same as the last Taoist fight. Is the Taoism of Nanjingzhou really better than that of Dongmengzhou?

Taoism is the path and direction of cultivation. If Taoism is not as good as others, it means that you are on the wrong path. For a monk, there is nothing more terrifying than this.

At this moment, many people no longer cared about feeling sad for the death of Emperor Yuming, nor did they worry about the outcome of this war. They couldn't help but recall the last words Emperor Yuming asked Lang Xing, " How about not fighting against Heaven, but just being a god and supporting Heaven's will?

As monks, many people in Nanjingzhou were also thinking the same thing, so that the cheers celebrating the victory were not very enthusiastic, and only some dull people were shouting.

"You know how powerful it is!" Bai Xiang shouted fiercely to the Dongmenzhou camp, venting the anger he had held in his chest.

"Hahahaha! You deserve it! You deserve it! I make you look down on my uncle!" Xiao Hefeng naturally wanted to support his senior sister.