I will become an immortal in this world

Fang Wang was very curious about Ji Rutian's appearance in this world, so he began to deduce Ji Rutian's fate.

Xuandu Yi Jing gave Fang Wang extraordinary deduction ability, and this deduction ability became stronger after the birth of Tian Dao Wuliang Yi Jing.

He counted with his fingers and his expression became strange.

What a profound merit!

There are rules of heaven and earth in any world. All luck and cause and effect come together to form the way of heaven. Killing a living being will cause the deceased’s resentment to be entangled with cause and effect, producing karma. Saving a living being will gain the gratitude of the other party and produce merit, so in proficient deduction In the eyes of a Taoist, a person's good and evil can be judged through his merits and karma.

Merit and karma will cancel each other out. If a person only has karma, it means he has committed serious sins. If his whole body is full of merit, it may not mean that he does not do evil at all, but to this world, he is a great good person.

Fang Wang then deduced that Ji Rutian would face a catastrophe of life and death next.

It's not this battle, but the calamity of life and death that will come after killing Cang Demon Lord.

He stopped thinking about it and continued practicing.

Xiao Zi in the corner of the hall seemed to feel something. She raised her head and looked into the distance, wondering what she was thinking.

Just like that, another year has passed.

In the afternoon of this day, Fang Wang opened his eyes, and there was a strange color in his eyes.

He deduced again, with a smile on his face, and murmured to himself: "I didn't expect that you would be the first to shape a soul after I succeeded. If that's the case, then I will help you again."

He immediately began to activate the Infinite Way of Heaven and the Book of Changes.

The Infinite Yi Jing of Heaven's Way not only contains the characteristics of the Infinite Way of Heaven and the Book of Changes of Xuandu, but also derives other effects. From now on, all living beings who practice some of the mental methods of Infinite Way of Heaven's I Ching can be connected with him.

Not counting the previous Heavenly Dao True Kung Fu and the Heavenly Dao Mysterious Kung Fu, you must at least practice the Heavenly Dao Infinite Sutra to resonate with him.

This resonance allows Fang Wang to pass on part of his power to the immortal cultivators.

The reason why he created this characteristic was to help the inheritors and to leave a way for himself to survive.

He didn't want to rely on blood to survive, so he focused on Kung Fu.

Of course, he will not seize others' possessions, and more ideas must be realized through continuous integration of skills.

At the same time, in another world.

Inside the temple.

Yang Lin'er, dressed in purple, was sitting in the middle of the courtyard meditating, with dozens of people gathered around her. They were the previous passengers. Everyone had become younger, including Yang Lin'er and Yang Jun, who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.

At this moment, Yang Lin'er was shaping her spirit, and the majestic spiritual energy poured into her body, causing the onlookers to exclaim again and again.

Yang Jun clenched his fists and looked at Yang Lin'er with fanatical eyes.

I saw that spiritual energy was condensing on Yang Lin'er's head, and a phantom was solidifying above her head. If Xiao Zi were here, he would definitely recognize that this phantom was Fang Wang's figure.

On the eaves, the woman in black was sitting in meditation, watching this scene quietly. Under the white bone mask, her eyes were shining with strange light.

"Is this the natal treasure spirit?"

"Didn't His Holiness say that the natal treasure spirit is equivalent to a magic weapon? How does she create a person?"

"I don't know, but I can feel that this figure contains a lot of power."

"I don't know when we will be able to shape our souls."

"I didn't expect that she was the first person to shape a spirit. She really gave us women a face!"

People around her were talking a lot and envied Yang Lin'er, but no one was ridiculing her. Everyone had a beautiful vision.

Yang Lin'er looked up and saw Fang Wang's figure. She was not surprised because the spirit shaping was based on her idea. She wanted to create a Fang Wang to relieve her longing and even prevent her from forgetting him. .

The road to cultivating an immortal was so long. It took her six years to cultivate her soul. If she wanted to become an immortal, it would take more than a thousand years. When she returned, Fang Wang would have turned into bones, but she was not desperate.

If she could truly become an immortal, she would still find Fang Wang even if she traveled through all the realms of reincarnation.

She thought of that dinner, when she and Fang Wang talked about cultivating immortals in the next life. She had said that she would become stronger and then pamper Fang Wang. Now that the opportunity had come, she was full of fighting spirit.

"She has succeeded in shaping her soul. If you don't practice it yet, within ten years, if there are still people who have not succeeded in shaping their soul, don't blame me for being rude."

The voice of the woman in black came, and everyone was so shocked that they immediately dispersed and went back to their houses to practice.

Yang Liner closed her eyes and continued to shape her soul.

"What you are practicing is not my skill." The voice of the woman in black reached Yang Lin'er's ears. She was so shocked that she opened her eyes again, and a chill ran down her spine.

When she first started practicing, she habitually practiced the method of absorbing qi from the Heavenly Dao Boundless Sutra. Unexpectedly, she succeeded, so she continued to practice.

She has always been wary of the woman in black, feeling that she has evil intentions.

"It's okay, just keep practicing like this." The woman in black's next words made Yang Lin'er breathe a sigh of relief.

However, this incident made Yang Liner even more afraid of the woman in black.

…

The setting sun hung over the mountains. On a cliff, two figures were meditating next to the fire. One of them was Ji Rutian.

Ji Rutian, dressed in white, looks as handsome and young as before, but he has a few more white hairs on his head, which makes him look more calm.

Sitting opposite him was a young man wearing cloth. Next to him stood a half-foot-tall broad sword with a piece of sapphire hanging on the hilt.

"Master, where are we going?" The commoner boy couldn't help but ask, his brows filled with worry.

Ji Rutian said without opening her eyes: "Go to the West to find the most powerful magical power in the world."

"You killed Demon Lord Tu Cang, why did the Holy Dynasty pursue you?"

"Perhaps Tu Cang Demon Lord was raised by the Holy Dynasty."

"Damn it, Master, this matter must be told to everyone in the world. The Holy Emperor is unkind, and we must expose their ugly face."

"It's not necessary. I am still no match for the Holy Emperor. Revealing the truth is futile. Even if the people of the world believe it, what can I do to the Holy Emperor? Why let the people of the world fall into turmoil and unrest."

"But the master is obviously a hero of the human race, but he has ended up in such a situation. The disciple is unwilling to accept it. What is going on in this world?"

"In this life, people have to constantly experience hardships. The stronger the person, the more hardships they experience. As a teacher, I once met a person. No matter how strong the enemy he faced, no matter how many enemies there were, no matter how many people in the world Even if you don’t think much of him, he can always break through desperate situations with his own strength.”

As Ji Rutian spoke, he opened his eyes and looked towards the horizon with a hint of sadness.

The commoner boy asked curiously: "Master, who is this person? You are the greatest genius in ancient and modern times. This is the first time I have heard you praise someone so highly."

Ji Rutian didn't answer, looked into the distance and continued to be lost in thought.

Seeing that his master didn't want to talk, the commoner boy stopped disturbing him.

He couldn't help but touch the broad sword beside him, and his eyes became determined. He also wanted to be the person the master said, sweeping everything with his own strength!