I have a world of cultivating immortals

Kuzhu used his sword with his divine consciousness to kill the last illusory water demon, and then stood at the end of the Qianyuan Island trial site.

He exhaled gently and took back his natal flying sword.

A black spiritual light flashed, and the black-robed monk from Qianyuan Island appeared in front of him.

"Congratulations, you passed the trial and can accept the inheritance of Dao Fruit from Qianyuan Island."

When Ku Zhu heard this, his face was calm, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Ever since he was brought here to recover from his injuries, he has entered the road of trial without hesitation. Every step he took was full of hardships and dangers. He had shed all his sweat and blood, and now, he could finally be rewarded.

Dao Fruit is the supreme inheritance that can only be found in the holy land of Tianhe Realm!

The so-called Dao Fruit is the transformation of the monk Yuanying into the Yuanshen!

But not all souls can be called "Tao Fruit"!

Only the soul that can go one step further, that is, be able to ascend beyond the transformation of gods, can be counted as a Taoist fruit!

In the Tianhe Realm, there are many techniques that can be cultivated to the realm of divine transformation, but there are only a handful of them that have the inheritance of Tao and Fruit. Because only ascended monks can leave Tao Fruit.

After receiving the inheritance of Dao Fruit, the talented Taoist Saint can subtly and perfectly adapt to the secret method of ascension. The transformation of Nascent Soul into Yuanshen will be much easier than that of ordinary Yuanying monks.

The reason why Jiutiandang Demon Sect and Daode Sect are so powerful is because they have been passed down for thousands of years and more than one ascended monk has left behind the Dao Fruit.

Even if the Taoist saints of this generation fail to live up to their expectations and fail to become Yuanshen, as long as they still have the foundation of Taoist fruit, they can wait for the next one.

The black-robed monk stretched out his hand, and the water in this trial place in the deep sea immediately swirled in his palm, and a dark blue jade bottle appeared out of thin air.

"This is the inherited magic weapon of Qianyuan Island, the Four Seas Vase, and the Tianyuan Dao Fruit is inside."

After Kuzhu heard this, he stared at the jade bottle.

The body of the Sihai bottle has smooth lines, and the whole body is like the blue of the deep sea. You can faintly see the deep light shining in the bottle, as if it contains endless power. This should be the "Tianyuan Dao Fruit".

"But before that, you still have one last hurdle to pass."

The black-robed monk held the Sihai bottle and said in a calm tone.

"Which level?"

Kuzhu spoke with confidence. The years of training on the road of trials have made him fearless.

The black-robed monk smiled slightly, and then the water around him formed a whirlpool, and an old man with a kind face walked out of it. It was Kuzhu's master xylophone.

Xylophone looked at Kuzhu with a look of relief on his face.

"Master."

Kuzhu also bowed respectfully when he saw the xylophone appeared.

He is one of the rare people in Dongzhou who respects teachers and Taoism.

"If you want to refine the Tianyuan Dao Fruit, you must be as calm as water and as cold as ice. There are still many distracting thoughts in your mind that need to be eliminated." The black-robed monk spoke at this time and said something that made Kuzhu widen his eyes. "If you kill her, your state of mind will barely reach the standard where you can accept the inheritance of Dao Fruit."

"Please forgive me for not being able to do it!"

Kuzhu refused without thinking.

If the inheritance of Qianyuan Island requires killing a master to obtain it, he would rather not have it.

The black-robed monk did not speak, but Xylophone sighed, with both joy and regret in her eyes. She seemed to have known this for a long time, and she spoke slowly, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

"Zhu'er, I don't have much life left. Even if you don't kill me, I will probably die in a few years. I might as well use this life to fulfill your path."

"Master, I can't do it!"

But Kuzhu still shook his head and refused. Although he knew that what Xylophone said was the truth, if he used this as an excuse to do something, he would never forgive himself in his life. Even if he could achieve the goal of becoming a god, he probably still had huge flaws in his Taoist heart.

"You have passed all the trials, and only the last step is left. After accepting the inheritance of Tianyuan Dao Fruit, if you can find the Huangquan Dao Fruit circulated in the devil's path in the future, you will be able to achieve the supreme Jiuyuan Jiuquan Dao Fruit and ascend. It’s also easy, this is an opportunity that doesn’t even exist in the Holy Land, do you really want to give up?”

At this time, the black-robed monk spoke again.

Conflict and struggle flashed in Kuzhu's eyes. He knew that this was definitely the most elite opportunity in the Tianhe Realm. With this, it would no longer be a dream to transform into a god, become a god, and practice ascension.

But if he was asked to pay the price of killing his master, he still couldn't accept it.

After taking a deep breath, Kuzhu calmed down his inner turmoil and made a decision.

"I choose to give up!"

Hearing these words, the black-robed monk's eyes flashed with surprise.

The xylophone on the side has a mixture of sadness and joy on his face.

In this world, she felt that her life was worth having such a disciple.

She made a decision in her mind!

"Are you serious about not giving it a second thought?"

At this time, the black-robed monk spoke again, and Kuzhu nodded.

"Let us master and apprentice leave, and you can find a suitable successor."

When Xylophone heard this, her eyes became firm, and at this moment, a loud laugh rang out.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, you are the first person in thousands of years to truly pass all the trials."

While the black-robed monk laughed loudly, he didn't try to be mysterious anymore and directly handed the Sihai bottle to Kuzhu.

"How is this going?"

Kuzhu looked confused, and the black-robed monk explained:

"Although I, Qianyuan Island, inherited from the Jiuyuan Demon Sect, I must have a Dao heart that can restrain my desires. If I cannot resist the greed for Dao Fruit, when I accept the Tianyuan inheritance, my consciousness will in turn be swallowed up and transformed into nothingness."

"Heart as still as water and as cold as ice can indeed refine Tianyuan Dao Fruit, but that is only the lowest level, and you will never be able to truly and perfectly control the power of Tianyuan throughout your life."

"Only someone like you, who transcends desires, grasps the true heart, and has a firm will, is the most suitable inheritor of Tianyuan Daoguo."

Kuzhu's face was solemn. After taking the Sihai bottle with both hands, he found that the entire bottle was surrounded by a layer of faint blue light, and the mouth of the bottle was decorated with a circle of golden dragon scales, which made it a little more majestic.

"How to refine it?"

He asked impatiently.

"listen……"

The black-robed monk imparted a ten-thousand-word formula, which was also the supreme skill of Qianyuan Island, Tianyuan Taoist formula.

Kuzhu memorized every word in his heart, then sat down cross-legged and began to meditate on the spot.

Three days and three nights later, he opened his eyes, his eyes shining with blue light, obviously he had gained a lot.

He raised the Sihai bottle in his hand and used the Tianyuan Dao Jue to refine it, but found that a circle of dragon scales at the mouth of the bottle lit up with golden light, blocking his spiritual consciousness from entering and contacting the Tianyuan Dao Fruit.

"How is this going?"

Kuzhu frowned and asked the black-robed monk in front of him.

"When there was a war between the human and demon clans in Dongzhou, I, the True Lord Xuanyuan of Qianyuan Island, and the True Spirit Golden Dragon of the Royal Court of Xuanyuan died together. The Four Seas Bottle was also sealed by the golden dragon."

The black-robed monk's words made Kuzhu's mood fall from the sky to the abyss.

"How can I open it?"

"Find a True Lord of Divine Transformation to rush away with overwhelming strength, or go to the Royal Court of Xuan Jiao deep in the Xuan Sea to hunt a golden dragon and take the blood from the heart to solve it."

The words of the black-robed monk made Kuzhu frown.

On Dongzhou, there are only three holy places with the True Monarch of Divine Transformation, but how could Kuzhu dare to go to the holy places for help with something as precious as Tianyuan Dao Fruit?

If he really did this, he would probably be killed by the Holy Land as soon as he took out the Sihai Bottle.

The Dao Fruit was so precious that he believed that even in the Holy Land, he would put down his face.

But hunting the golden dragon is even more difficult.

That is the true spirit bloodline of the Royal Court of Xuanjiao, and he becomes a god when he reaches adulthood. No matter who hunts the golden dragon, he will be left with a bloodline mark, which will attract the unrelenting pursuit of the Royal Court of Xuanjiao.

"Is there no third way?"

With ninety-nine successes and only one final step left, Kuzhu was unwilling to accept that the opportunity to become a god was in the palm of his hand, but he could not enjoy it.

"have."

This word from the black-robed monk made Kuzhu's eyes light up with a look of anticipation.

"The art of blood sacrifice can consume the power of the seal."

These words made Ku Zhu's complexion change drastically.

Blood sacrifice is an undisputed magic spell. If you fall into the devil just for this, is it worth it?

The words "Jiutian Dang Mo Sect" appeared in Ku Zhu's mind, making his eyes hesitate.

"How many blood sacrifices are needed?"

He asked, and the black-robed monk smiled slightly when he heard this.

When he asked this question, there was no doubt that Kuzhu's heart was moved.

"The blood sacrifice of about twenty Nascent Souls can completely open the seal!"

Hearing this, Ku Zhu looked desperate.

Based on the situation in Dongzhou, he could only find twenty Yuanying monks by going to Dongtu, but there was the Jiutian Demon Sect there.

"But your current cultivation level is still weak and you cannot fully accept the inheritance of Dao Fruit, so you can do it step by step. As long as there is a blood sacrifice from a Yuanying monk, you can open a gap in the seal, and you can also feel the power of Tianyuan. "

Hearing this, Kuzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Use me for a blood sacrifice."

At this time, the xylophone beside him spoke.

"Master, didn't I say it..."

Kuzhu frowned, and in the middle of speaking, he found that Xylophone had already taken out a bamboo sword and pointed it at his heart.

"Master, no!"

Kuzhu tried to stop it, but Xylophone was also a Nascent Soul. After a little blocking, the bamboo sword had already penetrated.

"No!!!"

Kuzhu rushed over immediately, but it was already too late.

Xylophone stretched out her hand, took out the essence and blood in her heart, condensed it into a streak of blood, and fell on the dragon scales on the mouth of the Sihai bottle.

"You are the leader of my Kongsang Valley, and I don't want you to get involved with the devil. Now I am using the power of blood sacrifice to help you open the Four Seas Bottle. You can go back to Dongzhou with dignity."

After sacrificing all her heart and blood, Xylophone's face quickly aged and began to be covered with wrinkles. She used her last strength to raise her hand and touched Kuzhu's head.

"Master!!!"

Kuzhu's loud cries reached the dying xylophone's ears. She felt the spiritual energy pouring into her vest, her eyes began to blur, and she suddenly thought of the past.

About three hundred years ago, Kuzhu was still a child. At that time, he was very naughty and ignorant. Every time he gave a lecture, he would start to doze off after listening to the beginning.

After being beaten and punished with a bamboo stick, Xylophone felt distressed.

Every time she applied medicine to Kuzhu, she liked to touch his head like this, asking him to practice well next time.

Kuzhu always responded verbally, but it was still the same next time...