I am cultivating immortality in the chaotic world

And not just right.

His current development is much better than what he expected for his tenth life at the time.

"But this time it finally happened."

After a long time.

Sitting on the mountain peak, Chen Yang looked at the horizon and suddenly chuckled.

Although there are some mistakes in the process, the result is good. The World Conflict will come in half a year. The Heavenly Conflict, the Heavenly version, is a big version. It will not only come in the prison of Daxia Kingdom, but also in the entire Xuantian Continent. .

And this version.

It will be accompanied by countless killings and countless opportunities.

The term "self-destruction and reconstruction" can only be reincarnated nine times, and he finally succeeded on the tenth time. With his current strength and means, he only needs to break through the cultivation level to the peak of Jindan Perfection.

Wait for the scholar to break through to the golden elixir.

There is no problem in smashing the Nascent Soul Sword Cultivating Puppet. With this, he can cut a small hole in the Great Xia Prison. Chen Yang will officially land in Xuantian Continent. At the same time, there are many secret treasures in Xuantian Continent. .

For example, the boundless snow-capped mountains can be retrieved when he reaches a higher level in the future.

Daxia's prison cage will not be completely shattered, but a small hole will be cut out for him to pass through. Daxia will still not officially border with Xuantian Continent. If he wants to completely border with Xuantian Continent, he needs to destroy four In the Great Forbidden Land, that is not something that Yuanying can do with his cultivation level.

This also means.

Daxia can be used as a safe house for him. If he encounters a crisis outside, he can hide in it.

After a long time, Chen Yuan slowly stood up and patted the dust on his clothes. Since he had recovered his memory, he took advantage of the many opportunities left behind and prepared to leave Daxia Prison.

In the capital city.

Fei Long, who was following Chen Yang, looked around and asked, "Brother Yang, why did you come to the capital suddenly?"

Chen Yuan smiled lightly and said nothing, but walked in the front holding the Tianji umbrella.

"Brother Xuan, you can't leave. The Great Xia Palace is ahead of you."

Feilong looked seriously at the palace guards who had surrounded them not far away.

Not far away.

At dusk.

The solemnity and solemnity of the palace is like a solidified historical picture, silently telling the dignity and majesty of the imperial power.

Just standing here and watching, you will be shocked by the majestic buildings.

Each brick and tile carries the weight and weight of Daxia for hundreds of years.

Under the eaves of the palace, the finely carved dragon and phoenix patterns are clearly bright and dark in the dusk, making people dare not speak loudly.

Every door outside the palace is closed tightly, as if guarding the secrets and dignity of the royal family.

Hundreds of palace guards wearing armor with cold faces were slowly surrounding them with sharp blades in hand. They had obviously regarded them as uninvited guests. If anything fishy was discovered, there was no need to report them and they would be killed on the spot.

next moment--

"boom!!!"

Chen Yuan's cultivation at the eighth level of the Golden Core poured out unabashedly, and his vast spiritual consciousness instantly enveloped the entire capital. He was so arrogant within the capital that he almost had the word "rebellion" carved on his forehead.

"Be bold!"

Accompanied by several angry roars, the two old men who were at the peak of their golden elixir were surged with more powerful cultivation. They shot out from the palace and hit the green bricks not far from Chen Yuan, glaring angrily. Yuanwan said loudly: "How dare Xiao Xiao dare to act so recklessly in the capital!"

"Awesome."

Fei Long, who didn't know what was going on at first, understood it instantly. He took out the yellow robe from his arms and put it on Chen Yang's shoulders with an expressionless face: "Brother Yang, it's getting cold. I'll give you some extra clothes."

"I just asked why I came to the capital suddenly. It turns out that Brother Yu plans to proclaim himself emperor."

"You should have told me earlier."

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The scholar standing behind him twitched the corner of his mouth slightly at this time, looked at the two strong men who had reached the peak of Jindan's Dzogchen cultivation, and began to wonder whether he could break through the defense with a full blow.

If he had said he was going to fight, at least he would have replenished his spiritual energy in advance.

Chen Yuan casually glanced at the two old men who had reached the peak of Golden Elixir Dzogchen cultivation. He did not speak, but as the spiritual energy from his body continued to pour out, black clouds instantly enveloped the entire capital, and the violent storm stopped in the blink of an eye.

Hundreds of thousands of thunder dragons roared and roared in the thunder clouds amidst the deafening thunder, carrying extremely terrifying pressure.

He leaned on his cane, letting his clothes whir in the violent storm, and walked slowly along the bluestone road towards the gate of the Great Xia Palace, completely ignoring the two old men who had reached the peak of Golden Core cultivation.

When he had not reached the palace gate.

The palace door opened slowly and naturally.

Then he saw hundreds of maids and eunuchs in the palace, looking at Chen Yuan, an uninvited guest, with some confusion. He did not stop and walked forward at a steady pace.

Until Chen Yang's figure had disappeared into the palace.

The two old men, who had attained the peak level of Jindan Dzogchen cultivation, breathed a sigh of relief with uncertain expressions. Their foreheads had been covered with sweat for some time. Just now, Chen Yang's consciousness had locked them both.

Unable to break free.

A premonition told them that as long as they dared to take action, they would die here.

then--

As the strongest man in Daxia, he could only watch helplessly as Chen Yuan stepped into the forbidden area of ​​Daxia Palace in such a grand manner, without even having the courage to speak out to stop him.

"He is obviously only at the eighth level of the Golden Core, so why does he give me such a strong sense of oppression?" One of the old men looked at Chen Yang's back and asked with a gloomy expression.

At this time, another old man also shook his head rather lonely and said: "The eight-level golden elixir accumulated through lifespan cannot be compared with the eight-level golden elixir of a genius."

"Then when Chen Yuan is at the first level of the Golden Core, he can leapfrog and crush countless geniuses."

"We haven't seen him for more than twenty days, and he has already reached the eighth level of the Golden Core. It is normal for him to crush us across a level. No matter why he entered the palace, it has nothing to do with us. We have done our best."

As Chen Yuan continued to go deeper, a large number of imperial guards wearing armor and holding sharp blades had already surrounded them on three levels inside and three levels outside. There were even eight old men with peak Jindan cultivation standing in the palace. On the eaves of the inner room, he looked down at Chen Yang, who was holding a Tianji umbrella and standing in the violent storm, with a complex expression.

No one dared to take action.

If the people of the world knew that one of the eight strongest men who had attained the Dzogchen level of the Golden Core would one day besiege a junior who was at the eighth level of the Golden Core and could not even dare to take action, they would definitely be laughed out of the world.

But... they really don't dare.

Chen Yuan's consciousness locked on them tightly. The hundreds of thousands of thunder dragons above his head carrying extremely terrifying aura and pressure were constantly circling in the black clouds over the capital city like water, and they would crash down at any time!

With that kind of power, they can clearly understand that no matter whoever it hits, they will die.

When Chen Yuan reached the center of a square deep inside the palace, he didn't go any further. He just stood quietly in the center of the square, holding a Tianji umbrella in the storm, looking down at the large square red square in the square under his feet. Brick, his expression gradually became a little dazed and he didn't know what he was thinking of.

He is really familiar with the Daxia Palace.

He has lived here for many years, and he is familiar with every inch of tiles and bricks here.

"Chen Yang!"

at this time--

The Seventh Prince, who was wearing a rich robe and looked ugly, was followed by a group of guards. He walked through the imperial guards and strode to the center of the square. He stood not far away and looked at Chen Yuan and said in a gloomy voice: "I ask you, do you want to rebel!!!"

Just twenty days ago, he considered Chen Yuan his biggest rival in his life, and even imagined that they would be both enemies and friends, growing together and standing at the top of the world.

I just didn’t expect that it would only take twenty days.

Chen Hong's cultivation level has reached the eighth level of the golden elixir. You must know that more than twenty days ago, Chen Hong's cultivation level was the first level of the golden elixir. He was at the second level of the golden elixir at that time. Twenty days later, he is now It is still the second level of Jindan, without any change.

"Um?"

Although many people gathered around the square, no one made a sound, allowing Chen Yuan to recall the past quite quietly. However, the seventh prince's sudden questioning brought Chen Yuan back from his memories.

He turned his head and looked at the ugly-looking Seventh Prince, standing in the storm with a Tianji umbrella, and suddenly chuckled: "If so, so what?"

After the memory is restored.

He remembered many things. For example, he had hugged the seventh prince when he was a child. The first time the seventh prince walked out of the palace to find a prostitute, he took him with him. He also found the fattest one for the seventh prince and coaxed him to do so. He said that as a sword cultivator, you should be fearless.

The seventh prince has loved practicing swordsmanship since he was a child.

"in the case of"

The Seventh Prince remained silent for a long time with a gloomy expression before continuing: "The eight major worshipers of the Xia family are here, but they don't take action. Do they think they are no match for you?"

He could only feel that Chen Yuan was very strong now, but he couldn't feel how much stronger he was.

But looking at the posture of the offerings, you can probably guess that these offerings are no match for Chen Yuan.

"They."

Chen Yuan smiled and glanced at the eight worshipers of the Xia family standing on the eaves: "Why don't you order them to try?"

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The seventh prince lowered his head and glanced at the sword in his hand, and then raised his head to look at Chen Yuan: "If you become emperor, can you not kill your father?"

"Okay, then do you want to kill the prince?"

Chen Yang asked with a smile.

"Don't kill if you can."

"Do you want to kill the second prince?"

"Don't kill if you can."

"Where is the third prince?"

"It's better not to kill."

Chen Yuan looked seriously and shook his head: "That would be too troublesome, why not kill them all, what do you think?"

"."

The seventh prince took a deep breath and slowly took off his robe, revealing only the white lining. He held his sword at an angle and withdrew his body-protecting spiritual energy. He let the violent storm beat on him and stood in the rain with his eyes closed and murmured. road.

"When I was young, the national master told me that I would never be the strongest swordsman."

"The Imperial Master told me that a hundred years ago there was a sword cultivator who was born as a slave in a village from hundreds of countries. He dressed in white and killed people until no one in the world dared to raise his voice. That sword cultivator never used protective spiritual energy."

"The Imperial Master said that I am too cowardly."

"As a sword cultivator, you must have the will to die and the determination to kill all the enemies in the world. If a sword cultivator relies too much on his own body-protecting aura, it means he is not confident that he can kill with one sword. enemy."

"The sword cultivator mentioned by the Imperial Master is called Jian Yi."

"Withdrawing one's body-protecting spiritual energy is a very dangerous thing. This means that even people with a cultivation level far lower than yours can easily kill you. I have never been able to do this, and the national master often laughs at me for this."

"But today -"

The seventh prince's eyes suddenly opened and he stared straight at Chen Yuan. The sword intent that had been suppressed in his body for a long time suddenly flowed down his arm and onto the long sword, causing the long sword to slowly flow with cyan liquid.

"I will show you the sword that was not swung in the Tianjiao Secret Realm in the past!"

"This sword is called Qitian!"

"It was awarded by the Imperial Master in the 783rd year of Daxia!"

next moment!

The violent storm between heaven and earth seemed to have stopped for a moment. The death intention carried by the seventh prince even affected the minds of all the imperial guards, making everyone present feel a layer of sadness. Then the sword intent shot up into the sky fiercely. The ground exploded!

Numerous wooden windows in the palace were shattered.

I saw the figure of the seventh prince appearing in front of Chen Yuan almost instantly. He grasped the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, raised the sword blade to his chest, and with a ferocious expression, he roared with all his strength and stabbed Chen Yuan in the face!

He listened to the Imperial Master's words, withdrew all the protective spiritual energy, and concentrated all the spiritual energy on this sword.

Leave nothing behind.

If this sword is thrust out, he will no longer have any fighting power and will be slaughtered by others.

This sword was his understanding of the art of swordsmanship over the years. He poured all his sword intention into this sword. He was confident that with just one stab of the sword, he could kill a strong man at the fourth level of the Golden Core!

But Chen Yuan stood there from beginning to end without moving at all.

Seeing that the sword was about to penetrate, even the Daxia priests standing on the eaves couldn't help but feel a little moved. The power of this sword was not small. As a magic cultivator, if you take it hard, even if your cultivation level is far higher than that of the Seventh Prince, You have to get hurt too.

next moment--

"Qiang."

There was a clanging sound like metal.

Chen Yuan's face was indifferent, and he easily blocked the seventh prince's life-threatening blow with just the edge of the Tianji Umbrella. Then he looked at the seventh prince, whose face was full of despair and unwillingness, and couldn't help but laugh.

"The Imperial Master lied to you back then. That's why Jianyi never used protective spiritual energy."

"It's because Jianyi's entry prevents him from using the protective spiritual energy at all."

"How can anyone be stupid enough to use protective spiritual energy but not use it?"

"No way, no way!"

Hearing Chen Yuan's words, the Seventh Prince suddenly took a few steps back with a face full of unwillingness. He pointed the sharp sword in his hand at Chen Yuan and shouted angrily: "It's impossible for you to lie to me! The Imperial Master will never lie to me!"

"The Imperial Master also said that I will definitely become the number one swordsman in Daxia in the future. I will not allow you to insult the Imperial Master like this!"

"."

The smile on Chen Yuan's face suddenly slowly dissipated, and he looked calmly at the somewhat crazy Seventh Prince. After a moment of silence, he said softly: "You are wrong. The Imperial Master has lied to you many times, and you will never become a great prince." Xia’s No. 1 Sword Cultivator.”

"In the heart of the Imperial Master."

"You will never be his number one swordsman in Great Xia."

"You fart!" The seventh prince's voice was already trembling a little at this time. For some reason, he saw an extremely familiar look in Chen Hong's eyes, and an unbelievable possibility suddenly surged through his heart. He suddenly panicked and jumped out of the storage ring. He took out a yellowed wooden token.

Standing in the violent storm, letting the rain beat on his body, he held the token high and shouted with a trembling cry in his voice: "This is given to me personally by the Imperial Master, the number one sword cultivator in Great Xia." make!"

"Why do you say that I am not the number one swordsman in Great Xia in the heart of the Imperial Master!"

"Why!"

"Master Imperial Master is the best to me, he will never lie to me!"

And at this moment——

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the Second Prince and others, who had not shown up yet, also supported the elderly Emperor of Great Xia, walked out slowly in the face of the storm, and stood in front of the Imperial Guards and others in the square.

In front of several people, a young man in a cloak, escorted by several Jindan guards, slowly walked to the square, stood beside the seventh prince and looked at Chen Yuan, who was standing in the violent storm. After a long time, he spoke Zhong suppressed his excitement and said hoarsely: "Is it you?"

Chen Hong's eyes moved from the Seventh Prince to the young man in the cloak, and after a moment he said softly: "It's me, Xiaoliu."

Just this sentence.

The young man in a cloak suddenly changed the tone of his voice due to excitement. He withdrew all his body-protecting spiritual energy and let the violent storm beat on him. He knelt down on one knee in the rain, put one hand on the ground and lowered his head. All the veins in his neck were covered. He stood up violently and said hoarsely with all his strength.

"My subordinate, Xiao Liu, pays homage to the Imperial Master!"

next moment--

The expressions of the people around him changed drastically. Everyone standing here had heard of the name of the Imperial Master, but no one had ever met him.

Didn't it mean that the national master was in retreat?

Have you been in retreat for more than three years?

Then the peerless genius who has become popular in Great Xia recently is the national master?

Immediately afterwards.

The prince, second prince and even the elderly emperor of Daxia, who stood in front of the imperial guards in the square, all withdrew their protective spiritual energy and knelt down in the rain, speaking in unison with awe and hoarseness in their voices.

"Old slave Xia Xundao has met the Imperial Master!"

"Old slave Xia Dexin has met the Imperial Master!"

Although these imperial guards did not know what happened, since His Majesty was kneeling, they naturally had no reason to stand. They all withdrew their protective spiritual energy, knelt down in the rain, and shouted loudly and uniformly. .

"I've met the Imperial Master."

The eight worshipers of Daxia standing on the eaves twitched slightly at the corners of their mouths. For a moment, they didn't know what was going on. Suddenly, even His Majesty called himself an old slave. However, they looked at each other and took a breath together. .

He also withdrew his protective spiritual energy and knelt down on the eaves.

"I serve the Xia family and have met the national master."

I don’t know why, but I felt much more comfortable after kneeling down, as if I was standing in the same camp as Chen Yuan for an instant. When I stood on the opposite side, I only felt fear, but after I stood in the same camp, I suddenly felt a strong sense of fear. sense of security.

Retracting the protective aura means that the defense is greatly weakened. In the world of immortal cultivation, this means surrender.

It is equivalent to handing your life over to the other party.

It is the highest degree of recognition.

No other.

Fei Long, who was standing behind Chen Lu, stood there with his mouth slowly wide open, his eyes full of confusion and shock. Damn it, he suspected that the scholar was the national teacher, the scholar's younger brother was the national teacher, and even suspected whether he was the national teacher!

But he never doubted that Brother Lu was the national teacher!

He has been looking for so many heavenly national teachers, and the national teacher has always been by his side? !

But this is obviously not the time to think. Everyone knelt down. They didn't kneel down, as if they were kneeling with them. When Fei Long was about to pull the scholar's sleeve to signal the scholar to kneel down with him.

But he found that the scholar and his younger brother had already knelt in the rain at some point, retracted the protective aura, and bowed their heads respectfully to Brother Lu.

Fuck you!

Fei Long couldn't help but curse in his heart. Although he didn't dare to delay for a moment, he immediately withdrew his protective aura and let the storm hit him, kneeling in the rain.

In the square of the Great Xia Palace.

Including His Majesty Xia Xundao of the Great Xia, they all withdrew their protective auras and knelt in the rain with respect and awe towards Chen Lu.

Dark clouds pressed down on the city.

In the storm.

Only two people stood there.

One was Chen Lu, who was standing in the storm with his clothes rustling under his Tianji umbrella, and the other was the Seventh Prince, who was on the verge of collapse and holding a wooden token tightly in his hand.

"Master Imperial Master."

The Seventh Prince was standing in the rain at this time. It was unclear whether there were tears on his face, and there was no crying in his voice. He just stared at Chen Lu with bloodshot eyes and spoke word by word.

"Xiao Qi, are you really not the number one swordsman in Da Xia?"

"Did you lie to me?"

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Chen Lu stood there and looked at the Seventh Prince, silent and speechless. In his heart, the Seventh Prince's talent in swordsmanship was indeed quite good, but far inferior to Bai Yi, so he would naturally not be the number one swordsman in Da Xia.

It was just that when the Seventh Prince was young, he always liked to pester him to learn swordsmanship.

He said he wanted to become a peerless swordsman like Jian Yi.

He just treated it as a joke to coax a child, but now it seems that the Seventh Prince never thought that what he said was a joke. He relied on lies to practice at that time and had become a liar.

After a long time, he stood in the storm and slowly shook his head.

"You will never be the first swordsman of Daxia."

"But——"

"Do you know Xuantian Continent? It is a more vast continent."

"You will become the first swordsman of Xuantian in the future."

"Really?" The Seventh Prince, who was already on the verge of despair, suddenly burst into tears of joy. Like a child, he raised the sleeves of his white shirt to wipe away the blurry corners of his eyes, looked at Chen Yu with some uncertainty, and choked and trembled.

"National Master, do you really think I can become the first swordsman of Xuantian who is stronger than the first swordsman of Daxia?"

"Of course, I have never lied to you."

"I knew it!"

The Seventh Prince suddenly grinned in the rain, then he held the long sword in reverse, knelt on one knee in the rain, lowered his head, and shouted hysterically: "Disciple Xia Jiqiu, meet the National Master!"

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Chen Yu stood calmly in the storm, his eyes swept over all the people kneeling in the square one by one.

Nearly a thousand years ago.

Daxia was still a small family, why could it suddenly rise and establish the Great Xia Kingdom.

Of course, it was because he came.

In the sixth life, he was a physical cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core, with a pair of iron fists that were invincible. The Xia family was obedient, so he helped the Xia family sit in this position and gave the head of the Xia family more than a dozen Heavenly Dao entries to ensure that there was no cost.

In every subsequent life, he would come to the Xia family.

But his identity was different every time.

Sometimes he was a national teacher, sometimes he was an imperial teacher.

The core circle of the Xia family always knew of his existence. Every time he came to Daxia, he was the strongest in the world, but sometimes he was a physical cultivator, sometimes he was a sword cultivator, and sometimes he was even a talisman cultivator.

In this life, he became a magic cultivator.

In the previous life, he spread a lot of lies through the hands of the Xia family, and many of them are still deeply rooted in people's hearts.

For example, the great formation covering the entire Daxia with the official road as the vein was to resist the surrounding Yuanying. For example, there was once a third prince who killed a rabbit on the official road and was lingchied by His Majesty Daxia for more than a thousand knives. For example,

With these lies, his cultivation was constantly improving.

"Everyone, get up."

After a long time, Chen Lu glanced at everyone, holding up the Tianji Umbrella and strode towards a study in the palace, and Xiao Liu, who was kneeling on the ground, also stood up and followed him.

In the Daxia Palace.

In a study, the young man named Xiao Liu had taken off his cloak, standing on the side with some fear and said carefully: "National Master, there were some accidents in the layout. The eight-petal fire lotus in the boundless desert was taken away by thieves from nowhere."

"No problem."

Chen Lu sighed and shook his head. His plan that day was that when the eight-petal fire lotus matured, the underground sea of ​​fire in the boundless desert would open a long-established secret realm of heaven, and the final reward would be this eight-petal fire lotus.

But the secret realm did not open as expected, so Xiao Liu went to the underground sea of ​​fire in the boundless desert to check, and found that the eight-petal fire lotus had disappeared.

Because according to his assumptions in the previous life, his spiritual energy capacity at this time in this life should not be enough to travel through the sea of ​​​​fire and find the eight-petal fire lotus. Who would have thought that in this life, he would randomly come across the entry "Slippery without Holding Hands".

Spiritual energy can be restored when injured.

He happened to be injured by the spiritual attack of the leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect. When he went to the Star Dou Sect to seek elixirs, he entered the underground sea of ​​​​fire in the boundless desert.

This process can be said without exaggeration——

It was completely inconsistent with what he planned.

but.

The results were exactly the same, or even better.

He sat on the chair, looked at the eleven unopened brochures on the desk, shook his head, and put them all into the storage ring. The notes in these brochures were all written by him.

He naturally knows what the content is.

But at least one of his decisions in his last life was absolutely correct, which was not to tell his tenth life all the information, so that he would not make too many wrong decisions like in previous lives.

When people know too many things, it becomes difficult to make decisions.

A person who has been reincarnated several times and started all over again, and a person who started from the bottom, have completely different attitudes. The kind of person who is barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. No matter what happens in the future, he will always move forward anyway.

He tried.

In "Phantom Stone", he had thirty-six reincarnations in the illusion. Twenty-seven of them had reached heights that were difficult for ordinary people to reach. Only the ninth one died on a humble road.

Chen Yang was sitting on a chair in the study.

He turned his head and looked at the fantasy stone placed on the corner of the table. After a moment, he suddenly couldn't help but shook his head and laughed: "The Lord of Feicheng probably doesn't know why I sent him to Feicheng."

Plans cannot keep up with changes.

He originally planned to prepare many second-grade golden elixirs for himself in Feizhou, and the reason why he sent the city lord of Feicheng there was because this man had a great advantage and didn't meddle in other people's business.

So now

He first went to take all the remaining opportunities that he had prepared, and then when his cultivation reached the peak of the Golden Core, he was ready to leave the Great Xia prison.

Oh, right!

We still have to go to Feicheng to bring together the two cowardly alchemists and the second most beautiful woman in heaven who are in love with each other but dare not reveal their love due to their low self-esteem. They can also create another alchemist inheritance.

He laughed at the fact that Tianzong also needed an alchemist who could make alchemy.

And it can be regarded as a successful marriage, which is a good deed.

Lovers always want to get married eventually.

There are also two magic lotuses under the boundless snow-capped mountains and the boundless sea. They are almost mature, and they will be busy in the next few days.

So hard.

ps: It’s the end of the month, please give me some guaranteed monthly passes~