It Took 100,000 Years of Immortal Cultivation To Discover That Xinxian Village Was a Forbidden Area

"What is this place?"

An old man in plain and ordinary clothes was a little dazed. At the age of sixty, he almost couldn't hold it, but fortunately the ground was soft.

Why is the ground soft?

I was wondering in my heart, and the strong fragrance of peach blossoms wafted through my nostrils.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes became deep, no, what's going on? He came out of his son Zhu Biao's palace just now, why did he come here all of a sudden?

He was a little stunned and his face was pale, because the prince Zhu Biao had been ill for several months, and a group of imperial doctors knelt in a row.

When Zhu Yuanzhang learned that Zhu Biao had only one breath left, and time was running out, he was shocked.

Although he is usually strict with the prince, he tried his best to nurture this child and hoped that he would become a talent.

I hope that after a hundred years, I can successfully take over his class and continue the glory of the Ming Dynasty.

These years of training are going to be in vain, and the white-haired people give away the black people.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who has always been strong, has aged a lot, and his eyes are a little red and swollen. No one who followed him dared to say a word, because they had never seen Zhu Yuanzhang like this.

At this moment, he is no longer an emperor, but an old father.

"Don't follow, we want to walk by ourselves."

Zhu Yuanzhang left a sentence and did not let anyone follow.

On the walkway where no one noticed.

His tears flowed down like rain.

He was already a certain age, he started to cry, his body trembled, his back was bent, and his breathing gradually became difficult.

Unable to support his trembling body, the sixty-year-old man reached out to support the wall.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Our son."

Zhu Yuanzhang burst into tears and kept beating his chest with his hands. When he cried, it was difficult to even breathe.

Crying and crying, the wall he was supporting became illusory, a mysterious force pulled him, and the next moment, it fell on the soft peach blossom petals.

Zhu Yuanzhang slowed down for a while, got up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, regained the emperor's calm, and looked at the place suspiciously.

The fallen flowers here are colorful, like a paradise, there is a dead tree in front, and there is a black dog sticking out its tongue on the wooden bridge.

There are also floating castles in the sky.

Ok?

What's going on with this vacant pavilion?

"Who created a castle in the sky, and there are such skilled craftsmen in the Ming Dynasty?"

He was about to go to the pavilion to have a look.

Boom, the sound of thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and the sound of thunder was deafening.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt his brain buzzing and wanted to hide behind the peach tree.

No, you can't hide behind a tree.

He started as a peasant, and is quite experienced in the natural phenomenon of thunder, generally taller trees will trigger thunder.

So I hurried to an open area to avoid lightning.

look up.

I saw that the sky was cloudless, but the sky was like a sea of ​​thunder, bombarding constantly, lightning and thunder, and the momentum was huge.

In his 60 years of life experience, Zhu Yuanzhang has never seen thunder of this level. Is this a punishment from heaven?

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the sky in horror, hoping that this thunderstorm would dissipate quickly.

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's pupils shrank, and he saw a boy in white in the thunderbolt.

Zhu Yuanzhang was shocked.

Suspected that he was too sad and had hallucinations to see such a bizarre thing.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked up, there was still lightning and thunder in the sky, but there was indeed a boy in white sitting cross-legged on it.

The boy was bathed in thunder, and the white feather coat was filled with an amazing fairy spirit.

Zhu Yuanzhang still didn't believe it, and rubbed his eyes again.

looked up again.

At this moment, he was sure that he was not mistaken, and the one floating in the air was a boy.

The boy was bathed in thunder, and there was a layer of visible power entangling on his body. The sky was loud and thunderous.

"Is this a fairy?"

Zhu Yuanzhang squinted his eyes, he was not sure yet. When he traveled the world as a child, he had seen many liars, but what his eyes saw might not necessarily be true.

Gotta try it out.

It is possible to infer, argue, and draw conclusions from subtleties.

If he is really an immortal, as long as he can save the prince's life, he can agree to any conditions.

Boom.

The thunderstorms in the sky are getting more and more terrifying.

About two sticks of incense, the thunder and lightning in the sky dissipated, and calm was restored.

"The Qi practice is finally 36 floors!"

Li Ming showed a bright smile at the corner of his mouth. If nothing else, the 36th floor should be the ultimate. The next time he breaks through, he can enter the next realm of cultivation.

Although there was something wrong with the "Qi Qijue", he was very satisfied. The 36th floor built the foundation for immortal cultivation.

Let me ask, who else is there besides me, Li Ming?

At that time, he will beat the saint with his hands and the emperor with his feet, and I will be invincible.

Gently mobilizing his spiritual power, he found that his spiritual power became more and more powerful, with a terrifying power of thunder.

Suddenly, there is a feeling that now he can fight monsters of the Nascent Soul level, and he can even fight a wave of calamity.

"By the way, when I broke through just now, a person fell in~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know who it will be?" Li Ming was looking forward to it, hoping that "The Heart Sutra of the Jade Girl" would come in handy.

He looked down at the dragon-patterned wooden plaque on his waist, and the number displayed was "24".

It seems that this person can only stay for 24 hours.

Li Ming descended from the sky, like a phantom of thunder and lightning, and landed directly on the ground, and the petals of the peach blossoms flew.

It's an old man!

Li Ming looked at the old man in plain uniform.

The old man was about sixty years old, dry and thin, and his clothes were covered with patches and washed white.

Her head was full of white hair, her eyes were a little red and swollen, as if she had cried, her face was pale, her complexion was particularly poor, Yintang was black, her complexion was dry and yellow, and her blood was very weak.

There is a feeling of perennial malnutrition.

Combining the old man's clothes and his appearance, Li Ming speculated that he was a refugee from the famine.

Zhu Yuanzhang staggered, stepped forward and asked, "May I ask what place is this?"

Li Ming said: "Yunmengzong, you fell in by accident, you can leave tomorrow and return to your place."

"Let's just watch you fly up and sit in the thunder and lightning. What kind of means is this?" Zhu Yuanzhang started his test to see if he was an immortal.

"Cultivation of immortals."

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned for a moment, but he still didn't quite believe it, and asked again, "I don't see anyone here, are you the only one here?"

"Well, there is also a dog."

Li Ming finally met an old man who talked a lot. This old man is better at communicating than Xiaolongnu, and he took the initiative to talk to him to relieve his boredom. It was really great.

Since Xiaolongnu, he has not seen a living person for ten years, and the old man came just right.

"I'll take you to eat first." Li Ming took Zhu Yuanzhang to the pavilion.