I will become an immortal in this world

"Of course I have seen it before. His Majesty has been practicing for five thousand years and has traversed the human world. Apart from being defeated by people from the upper world, he has only been defeated once, and that was the Innate Tiangang Holy Body!"

The white-haired old man sighed while writing in the air.

Xiao Zi glared at the big snake eyes and shouted: "Isn't the Great Sage an invincible existence in the world?"

"That's true, but His Majesty did lose to the Tiangang Holy Body. Unfortunately, that Tiangang Holy Body died young. It was your Majesty's regret that he could not fight against the Tiangang Holy Body at his peak. For this reason, he specially created the Tiangang Holy Body. The true power of the Holy Body," the white-haired old man said with emotion while stroking his beard.

Xiao Zi asked: "Why did Tiangang Holy Body die young? Was it also killed by the gods in the upper world?"

The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "He died in the Crossing the Void Realm. At that time, he could already fight across realms. He offended too many enemies and was joined by major sects from all sides. Finally, he fled into an ancient forbidden land. From then on, he would never be able to fight again. He has never come out, which means that he died in the forbidden area, and there is no immortal person in the world. "

When Xiao Zi heard this, she couldn't help but look at Fang Wang, her eyes worried.

It was suddenly worried that Fang Wang would also follow in the footsteps of Tiangang Holy Body.

Zhao Zhen didn't say anything, and read the practice method of Shanhe Tianzhen Fist as carefully as Fang Wang.

Although he has a ghost body, he has been practicing. What if he can become a ghost immortal one day?

Zhao Zhen is thoughtful and bold. If it were Lu Yuanjun as his master, he would not dare to think about it, but if his master was Fang Wang, he felt that it might not be impossible.

If there is a true immortal in this world, the talent of Yuan Bao Ling on that day is the most promising to achieve the realm of immortality.

After a while, the white-haired old man finally finished writing. Thousands of eloquent words were suspended in the air, and their light was dazzling.

Fang Wang looked up at the cultivation method of Shanhe Tianzhen Fist. He only needed to read thousands of words once to memorize them. When he was about to read the last line, he took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions.

Xiao Zi asked with concern: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

The white-haired old man looked at him and asked with a smile: "This fist is indeed difficult, but if you can't concentrate on practicing, it will be impossible to master the true power of Tiangang Holy Body."

Fang Wang said calmly: "It's not difficult."

Not difficult?

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly.

Fang Wang ignored him and looked at the last line of words.

When he read the last word, the world in front of him shattered, and he felt a familiar dizziness. Then, he felt his feet hit the ground. He opened his eyes and found that he had arrived in the Heavenly Palace.

Looking at the splendid and spacious hall, his mind moved, and the hall turned into a scene of mountains and rivers. He seemed to suddenly fall into the mountains. A winding river flowed through the mountains. From a high altitude, it looked like a long dragon. , extremely magnificent.

Fang Wang showed a satisfied smile, such a spectacular scene was suitable for boxing practice.

He walked to the cliff and practiced boxing against the bright sun on the horizon.

The Shanhe Tianzhen Fist only has a few simple moves. Like most spells, it is mainly about cultivating luck and activating certain acupoints.

Fang Wang stood on his horse and started punching one after another. While punching, he recalled the cultivation method to improve his luck.

On the first day, he punched ten thousand times facing the scorching sun.

From then on, the number of punches was maintained every day.

Ten years later, he punched 20,000 times a day. This rhythm continued for five years. After that, he punched 30,000 times a day!

As he punches day after day in the Heavenly Palace, his consciousness will not always be tired, and his body will also be sore, but when he gets used to it, he can clearly feel the improvement in physical strength.

When he has mastered the Mountain and River Heaven-Suppressing Fist to a small degree, he can blow up mountains hundreds of feet away with one punch. The destructive power is astonishing.

But the real subtlety of Shanhe Tianzhen Fist is not its strength, but its understanding of space.

A punch breaks the sky, breaking the space!

Fang Wang fell into a practice that he had never delved into before. He got rid of his boring mood and began to practice this boxing with excitement.

A hundred years have passed since this practice!

Fang Wang practiced Shanhe Tianzhen Fist to great perfection, but Tiangong did not let him out, which meant that there was still room for practice in Shanhe Tianzhen Fist.

He could only continue to comprehend.

When he had thoroughly practiced Shanhe Tianzhen Fist to great perfection, he suddenly looked back and realized that three hundred and thirty years had already passed!

Dzogchen's Mountain and River Heaven-Suppressing Fist can break through the small space of heaven and earth with one punch. As long as his cultivation is strong, it is not impossible to break the sky.

Zhu Changsheng spent two hundred years practicing the Mountain and River Heaven-Suppressing Fist. He may not have reached the state of Dzogchen, but he may have just perfected it!

You must know that Fang Wang can practice the Mountain and River Suppressing Heaven Fist, and also borrows the secret of the fighting heart to turn his body into a magic weapon.

In this world, the more advanced the secret skill, the more you practice it, you will not be able to master it. The most overbearing thing about Tiangong is that any secret skill will definitely help Fang Wang practice to the Great Perfection!

Just like that, Fang Wang's vision became blurred, and then he returned to reality.

The white-haired old man was still laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Xiao Zi stared at Fang Wang and suddenly noticed that his eyes had changed.

Its heart suddenly became excited. Every time the young master practiced, there would be this weird state change, which meant that the young master had mastered the Mountain and River Suppressing Heaven Fist.

It never tells anyone this, because it is not confused itself.

Geniuses are always difficult for mortals to understand.

Zhao Zhen didn't think much, he was still looking at the light characters in mid-air.

After the white-haired old man finished laughing, he looked at Fang Wang and asked, "You said it's not difficult, but how long does it take you to practice?"

Fang Wang raised his right hand and looked at it. He saw that his right hand was clenched into a fist. In an instant, the surging spiritual energy in the ancient city rushed toward him crazily and concentrated on his right fist.

The powerful wind made Zhao Zhen couldn't help but look at him.

Fang Wang's black hair fluttered, and the white-haired old man's eyes widened and his lips trembled.

"Is it...impossible!"

The white-haired old man couldn't help but exclaimed, unable to maintain his previous calmness.

When Zhao Zhen heard this, he looked at Fang Wang with strange eyes.

Is it possible...

Zhao Zhen suddenly understood why Lu Yuanjun's Xuan Ming Seal failed.

In all likelihood, Fang Wang has already mastered the Yin-Yang Xuanming True Skill...

Rumble——

As Fang Wang began to condense the Mountain and River Suppressing Fist, the entire ancient city began to tremble, as if an earthquake was coming, making both Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen nervous.

Fang Wang just made a fist, but he was so powerful!

Xiao Zi's eyes were full of admiration, while Zhao Zhen felt incredible.

The white-haired old man shouted quickly: "Stop! Stop!"

When Fang Wang heard this, he immediately released his right fist, and the surging spiritual energy around his body dissipated. The overbearing aura dissipated, and the ancient city also returned to calm.

The white-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Fang Wang with complicated eyes and asked, "Have you learned Shanhe Tianzhen Fist before?"

Fang Wang shook his head and said: "No, besides, even if I have learned it before, I have mastered it. Can't it be considered as passing the test?"

The white-haired old man felt mixed emotions in his heart.

If you have never learned it, how can you master Shanhe Tianzhen Fist all at once?

The white-haired old man always felt that Fang Wang had not deceived him, and the reactions of the snake demon and ghost did not seem to be fake.

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became. He hadn't even taught him personally, but Fang Wang had learned it just from words...

This is so fucking unreasonable!

Will all geniuses in the world three thousand years from now have this kind of talent?

If he were truly a genius who could learn everything at once...

The white-haired old man seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes changed when he looked at Fang Wang.

"Hey, old man, you're not going to change your mind, are you?"

Xiao Zi couldn't help but speak in a bad tone.

The white-haired old man smiled and said, "How could you change your mind? Come with me."

After saying that, he turned around, and the stone statue trembled, and a gap appeared at the bottom, and it sank.

As the stone statue sank into the ground, a hole appeared, and the white-haired old man floated directly in.

Fang Wang immediately followed, followed closely by Xiao Zi and Zhao Zhen. A staircase appeared under the entrance of the cave, leading to the dark underground.

One person, one demon and one ghost walked down the steps.

"Since your Majesty's death, tens of thousands of years have passed. There have been many people and monsters who have come to look for opportunities. However, there are only three people who have practiced the Mountain and River Suppressing Fist. You, Zhu Changsheng, and a peerless monster. That monster is because of the ancestors. Your Majesty’s demon general, I gave him the method of cultivation.”

The white-haired old man floated in front and said, as if he was telling the past.

Xiao Zi asked curiously: "What's the name of the monster?"

"Qitian, I don't know if he has achieved a great reputation now?"

"never heard of that."

"Yes, it has been five thousand years so far. It is hard to say whether he is dead or alive."

In this way, the voices of Xiao Zi and the white-haired old man echoed in the cave, while Fang Wang and Zhao Zhen just listened and said nothing.

Passing through the winding cave passage, they finally came to an underground palace.

As soon as he walked into the gate, Fang Wang saw that the four walls, ceiling, and floor were all covered with words.

"This is where the true power of Tiangang Holy Body is recorded, but I don't know where to start. Maybe this is a test set by His Majesty." The white-haired old man stroked his beard.

Xiao Zi couldn't help complaining: "Why is there another test? If you don't want people to learn, why bother leaving clues?"

The white-haired old man glared at it and said angrily: "This is also a process of cultivation. If I practice it directly for you, you still won't be able to practice it."

Fang Wang didn't question it. He walked to the center of the hall and looked up.

There are words everywhere, densely packed, at least hundreds of thousands of words, and there is no clue, I don’t know where to start or where to end.

Fang Wang was not impatient, but looked seriously.

The studious Zhao Zhen also began to observe.

"Qitian can learn it, I want to try it too!" Xiao Zi hummed, then climbed onto Fang Wang's shoulder and started to look around.

The white-haired old man stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Whether Qi Tian learned it or not, I don't know. Only Zhu Changsheng learned it here and then left."

Xiao Zi asked: "How many years did it take to wish for longevity?"

"Eight hundred years."

"What, eight hundred years? How come he's not dead?"

The person who said this was Zhao Zhen, who has always been obsessed with immortality.

Could it be that wishing for longevity has already resulted in immortality?

Xiao Zi said: "I remembered that after the ancestor of the Jihao Sect opened the sect, he gave in less than two hundred years ago. Could it be that the time has come? Tsk tsk, what's the point of this? Most of his life has been spent. "

Zhao Zhen said seriously: "If you don't practice, you may not be able to have two hundred years of leisurely life. What's more, he just surrenders and may not die."