I will become an immortal in this world

"I bet it will last another 200,000 years." Fang Wang of the seventh life said with a teasing tone.

Other past lives spoke one after another, and they were at least a hundred thousand years old.

Fang Wang smiled, but it was very bitter and helpless.

The True God of Tiangong smiled and said: "What are you betting on?"

The other seven generations all looked at Fang Wang, and Fang Wang muttered: "Then let's bet on the last wish. If anyone guesses correctly, I will help him fulfill his last wish."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the past life thought it was good, so they readily accepted it.

Fang Wang stopped playing with them and began to concentrate on studying the techniques.

Xiaocheng's Heavenly Way and Ten Thousand Dharma Scriptures can already make him an immortal, but what kind of creation is needed for Dzogchen?

Fang Wang hopes to determine the results first and then go into the construction process, so that there is a direction.

When he thought about it, tens of thousands of years passed by in a hurry.

He has never felt that time flies so fast, but even if time flies by, he still cannot see the day when he will succeed.

Ten thousand years passed by, and Fang Wang attained enlightenment while sitting dry.

When he found the direction, he did not look at the time, but continued to practice. He wanted to practice to Dzogchen in one breath!

…

Jian Tianze, on the wooden bridge, Fang Wang opened his eyes.

At this moment, there was still golden light spreading under his legs, like a golden lotus blooming, and this golden lotus kept getting bigger.

The world seems to sense the birth of the new Heavenly Law Scripture. The rules of the world around Jian Tianze are jumping and boiling. This influence is spreading.

Fang Wang's eyes were so blank, and there was a frightening aura of death.

"Seven hundred and eighty thousand years..." Fang Wang muttered to himself.

It took him 230,000 years to go from initial practice to Dacheng, and it took him a full 550,000 years to go from Dacheng to Dzogchen!

For 780,000 years, he seems to have lived from the beginning of the Da'an Dynasty to today, or even longer, and during the entire process, he has been sitting still and enlightening.

No one can understand what he feels.

Seventy-eight thousand years of suffering had erased all his desires, hatred, hostility, etc., and he even felt that nothing in this world could cause him to have emotional fluctuations.

Over such a long period of time, life has become dispensable and everything has lost its meaning.

Looking at the human world again, Fang Wang had lost all hope for the immortals and gods, and for the world of great strife.

He even lost interest in becoming an immortal. At this moment, he seemed to have lost his goal and his fighting spirit.

He just sat blankly on the wooden bridge, looking at the lake. Until the golden light under him dissipated, he still did not move, or even blinked his eyelids.

Sunset and moonrise.

Day by day passed.

The spiritual mist that shrouded the wooden bridge gradually dissipated. When the spiritual mist dissipated, Fang Wang's figure was no longer visible.

At this moment, Fang Wang was walking on a mountain road in Kunlun.

The mountain path is narrow and can only accommodate one person. The stone steps are steep and the mountain wall is straight. If he walks on the mountain path, he will fall into the abyss if he takes only one wrong step.

Surrounded by straight peaks, they are all located on the Kunlun Mountains. Heavy fog surges in the mountains, which is the fog formed by the gathering of spiritual energy.

Fang Wang looked at Kunlun with indifferent eyes. He had no distracting thoughts and was aimless.

From morning to evening, the mountain road in Kunlun seems to be endless.

Fang Wang came to a cliff, and there was a man lying under the shade of a tree, holding a fruit in his hand, chewing it, and muttering something.

It is the lonely old man.

Fang Wang looked at the lonely old man quietly, and finally there was a change in Gujing Bubo's eyes, which was a look of doubt.

He was curious about who this person was, and he sneaked into Kunlun without anyone noticing his existence.

After watching for a long time, Fang Wang deliberately took a step.

Click!

His right foot stepped on the dead leaves, making a crisp sound.

The lonely old man woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and looked at Fang Wang. He looked wary and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"I should be the one asking you, who are you?" Fang Wang said, his voice hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for many years.

The old man Gu Ming looked at him and said: "You can call me the old man Gu Ming, and you are the master of Wangdao?"

"how you said that?"

"In the entire Wangdao, only the master of Wangdao can't see through it. I can't calculate it, let alone where its aura is."

"Then do you know Xuanzong?"

"Knowing, but not recognizing, he is the former Heavenly Emperor of the Immortal Court in the Upper Realm."

After hearing the lonely old man's answer, Fang Wang became even more curious about him.

Fang Wang had also encountered Old Man Guming in his previous life. Judging from the fact that Old Man Guming had mastered the Nine-Life Nirvana Sword Art, this guy's identity was not simple, and he might even be more mysterious than the gods in the upper world.

Fang Wang suddenly appeared in front of the old man Gu Ming, who was so shocked that he subconsciously stepped back.

He raised his hand and grabbed the lonely old man's wrist and pulled it.

The lonely old man was shocked and shouted: "I mean no harm! Don't kill me! If you have anything to say, please say it!"

Fang Wang stared at him and asked, "You shouldn't be that weak, right?"

"It's not that I'm weak, it's that you're too strong. Even if the world is in front of you, it's just a slap in the face to suppress you. How can I be your opponent?" the lonely old man said with a sad face.

"Then tell me your origins and why are you hiding in Kunlun?"

"The world is in chaos. I think Kunlun is the safest place. After all, no one dares to provoke you. As for my origin, I have forgotten it. I have been studying the cause and effect of fate for many years. I have suffered the backlash of cause and effect. I don't know where I came from or how long I have lived. I live in the world in a daze. The only pleasure is to reveal my fate to the world. Even if I suffer the backlash, such pain can make me realize what it feels like to be alive." The lonely old man sighed.

Looking at his expression, he didn't seem to be faking it.

Fang Wang let go, and the lonely old man retreated quickly.

At this time, the lonely old man began to look at Fang Wang seriously, and he was more and more surprised.

Fang Wang gave him an indescribable feeling. He was right in front of him, without a trace of breath leaking out, but he inexplicably had the urge to worship him.

It's so strange!

Seeing Fang Wang stopped talking, the old man Gu Ming asked: "Master, is Wang Dao still short of people? How about letting me join? As long as Kunlun can stay in the next piece of pure land, I will be satisfied."

"What can you do for Wang Dao?"

"Of course, fortune-telling. If I say I am the second best in this field, no one can be the best in the world!"

"The Red Dust Emperor is not as good as you?"

"He is just a reincarnation. If he is still the emperor, I will naturally be inferior to him, but now, hehe..."

Seeing the arrogant and complacent expression on the face of the old man Gu Ming, Fang Wang still did not have any emotions.

If it was more than 500,000 years ago, he might be full of interest in the old man Gu Ming.

But now, he really has no interest.

After just a few words, he wanted to leave.

Fang Wang glanced at the old man Gu Ming and turned to continue climbing the mountain.

Seeing Fang Wang leaving, the lonely old man became anxious and said quickly: "A hundred years later, the man of destiny will transcend the heaven and earth and sweep across the world. Two hundred years later, the gates of heaven will open, and immortals and gods will descend to wash the world with blood!"