Mortal Cultivator

With full of enthusiasm and expectation, Wang Lu joined the powerful sect with the Golden Immortal. Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

In the past six months, Wang Lu has been practicing hard day and night. With his extraordinary talent and tenacious perseverance, he successfully advanced to the middle stage of the Mysterious Immortal. He thought that such a cultivation level would be enough for him to stand out in the sect, but he did not expect that when the prelude of the sect competition was opened, he was shocked to find that his cultivation level was not outstanding.

The competition field was bright with immortal light and powerful people were like clouds. Wang Lu stepped into it and felt the powerful and oppressive aura around him. The competition began, and one by one, the fellow disciples displayed amazing immortal magic, which was extremely powerful. Wang Lu was still somewhat confident at first, but when he really fought with his opponent, he realized that his strength was so weak among many fellow disciples.

His immortal attack was like a breeze in front of those fellow disciples with high cultivation, and it was difficult to cause a substantial threat. However, the opponent's counterattack always put him in trouble and exhausted him. After one competition after another, Wang Lu was defeated again and again, and his results were almost at the bottom.

Looking at those senior brothers and sisters who were so successful in the competition, Wang Lu felt endless loss and unwillingness in his heart. But he was not discouraged by this, but instead ignited a stronger fighting spirit in his heart.

At night, Wang Lu sat alone on the top of the mountain, looking up at the starry sky, and secretly vowed in his heart: "I, Wang Lu, must work harder, break through myself, and avenge my previous shame in the next competition!"

From that day on, Wang Lu practiced harder than ever before. He went to the Sutra Library every morning to study the ancient immortal secrets that were covered in dust by the years. Every page of paper and every word was a guide for him to pursue the immortal path. He was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, absorbing the wisdom and experience of his ancestors.

In addition to the Sutra Library, Wang Lu also shuttled between various secret realms. These mysterious places are full of dangers, but also contain endless opportunities. He bravely faced various challenges, fought with powerful fairy beasts, and obtained precious cultivation resources. Every time he defeated a fairy beast, he could feel the improvement of his own strength.

In addition, Wang Lu knew his shortcomings well, so he humbly asked the elders in the sect for advice. They were all outstanding in the cultivation world, with profound skills and rich experience. Wang Lu listened to their teachings, absorbed their wisdom, and integrated it into his own cultivation.

Day after day, year after year, Wang Lu's efforts finally paid off. His cultivation became more and more profound, and his strength became stronger and stronger. His name gradually spread throughout the cultivation world and became the focus of everyone's attention. However, he was not satisfied with this, but continued to practice and move towards a higher realm.

Day after day, Wang Lu moved forward unswervingly on the road of cultivation. He believed that one day, he would be able to become the top powerhouse in the sect through hard work and stand at the top of the fairy world.

The sect competition was turbulent and was coming to an end. The atmosphere on the field became increasingly tense and intense, and Wang Lu, a disciple in the middle stage of Xuanxian, was facing unprecedented difficult challenges.

Wang Lu's clothes had been torn in fierce battles, his body was covered with scars, and every breath was heavy with fatigue. However, his eyes were still firm, and it was an unyielding light, as if telling of his inner persistence and tenacity.

In the previous competitions, Wang Lu defeated opponents with higher cultivation than himself again and again with his tenacious will and excellent fighting skills. But as the competition drew to an end, the remaining opponents were all top masters in the sect, with profound cultivation and superb immortal methods, and every battle was like a nightmare.

At this moment, Wang Lu stood on the field, facing a powerful opponent in the late stage of Xuanxian. The opponent was surrounded by immortal power and majestic. Just the pressure emitted made Wang Lu feel difficult to breathe. But Wang Lu did not retreat at all. He held the immortal sword in his hand tightly, and the immortal power in his body surged wildly, ready to meet this difficult battle.

When the battle began, the opponent instantly launched a fierce attack, and the immortal arts surged towards Wang Lu like a tide. Wang Lu gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist. Every collision made his body bear a huge recoil force, but he always stood firm.

His moves may not be exquisite enough, and his immortal power may not be strong enough, but every counterattack he made was full of determination and courage. Even if he was repelled again and again, even if his clothes were stained with blood, there was still no fear in Wang Lu's eyes.

The brothers who watched the battle were shocked by Wang Lu's tenacity, and they silently cheered him up in their hearts. And Wang Lu, in this extremely difficult battle, constantly broke through his own limits.

Time passed by minute by minute, as if a century had passed. Wang Lu's body was exhausted to the extreme, and every breath became heavy and difficult. His limbs seemed to be pressed down by a thousand-pound burden and he could not move; his eyes were bloodshot and his vision began to blur. But there was an unyielding power in his heart that kept him awake.

Sweat soaked Wang Lu's clothes, flowed down his cheeks, and mixed with the blood on the ground. His lips were cracked and his throat made a hoarse sound, but he still did not stop. His eyes were firm and persistent, as if telling everyone that he would not fall down easily.

Wang Lu's immortal power was almost exhausted, and the originally powerful aura was now only a faint trace. However, he did not despair because of this, but instead used this trace of immortal power to the extreme. He used his last strength to cast his best spell, trying to break the dilemma in front of him.

In this endless pain and torture, there was always a voice in Wang Lu's heart shouting: "Never give up!" This belief was like a burning flame, illuminating his way forward. No matter how big the difficulties were, he firmly believed that he could overcome them. As long as there was a breath left, he would fight to the end.

Finally! The opponent showed a flaw in front of Wang Lu's unyielding fighting spirit.

It was an extremely subtle flaw, but it was enough for Wang Lu. His eyes lit up instantly, like the brightest stars in the night sky, flashing a firm and hot light.

Wang Lu tightly grasped the weapon in his hand, used all his strength, and roared. His voice resounded throughout the battlefield like thunder, shocking everyone.

At this moment, Wang Lu seemed to have transformed into a ferocious beast, with endless anger and determination, and launched a final charge at the enemy. His footsteps became light and agile, and every step was full of power, sweeping over like a torrent.

His attack was as fierce as a storm, making it impossible to breathe. His figure fluttered in the air, like a dancing butterfly, but it contained endless murderous intent.

This blow condensed all his beliefs and strength. He integrated his soul into it, and rushed towards his opponent with an indomitable momentum.

The opponent felt this strong pressure and his face turned pale. He tried to resist, but it was too late. Wang Lu's attack was as fast as lightning and broke through his defense line in an instant.

With a loud bang, Wang Lu's weapon hit the opponent's vital point. The opponent screamed and fell to the ground. Blood gushed out of his wound, staining the ground red.

Wang Lu stood there, panting. His body trembled from excessive force, but his eyes were still as firm as before. He succeeded, and he defeated a powerful opponent.

This battle cost him a huge price, but it also allowed him to gain invaluable experience and growth. He knew that there would be more challenges waiting for him in the future, but he was not afraid. Because he believed that as long as there was a firm belief and an unyielding fighting spirit, there would be no difficulties that could not be overcome.

What will be the ending? It is still unknown. However, it is certain that the tenacity and perseverance shown by Wang Lu have been deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

His figure, like a bright star, shone in this sect competition, becoming an unforgettable beautiful landscape. People can't help but look forward to the young monk bringing them more surprises and shocks!

The atmosphere in the sect competition was extremely tense, and every fight was like a life-and-death contest, extremely dangerous.

Wang Lu stood in the center of the venue, facing a strong opponent. This person's immortal power was surging, and his eyes revealed a fierce killing intent.

At the beginning of the battle, the opponent used a powerful immortal method, shining with light and amazing power. Wang Lu did not dare to slack off. He used all his strength to operate the immortal power in his body and waved the long sword in his hand, trying to resist this violent attack.

However, the opponent's strength far exceeded Wang Lu's expectations. Every time he collided, Wang Lu felt a huge pressure coming and his body retreated involuntarily. His clothes were torn and flew under the impact of the immortal power, and he also had a lot of wounds on his body. Blood seeped out and dyed his clothes red.

But Wang Lu's eyes became more and more determined. He knew in his heart that this was a battle about honor and dignity, and it was also a test of his own path of cultivation.

In another fierce confrontation, Wang Lu was shaken away by the opponent's powerful immortal power and fell heavily to the ground. He felt that his internal organs were churning, and the pain made him almost unable to breathe.

Just when everyone thought that Wang Lu was about to lose, he slowly got up from the ground, with an unyielding light flashing in his eyes.

Wang Lu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He closed his eyes, tried to eliminate the distracting thoughts in his mind, and focused all his attention on the operation of the immortal power in his body. At this time, his mind kept flashing through various experiences of past cultivation.

He remembered that he had practiced hard day after day, facing countless difficulties and challenges every day, but he never gave up. He remembered the difficulties and obstacles he had experienced, each of which was a life-and-death test, but he still persisted. These memories flowed through his heart like a clear spring, giving him endless strength.

He felt the flow of immortal power in his body, as if he could touch its veins and trajectory. He began to try to guide the immortal power and let them run along a specific path. This process requires great patience and concentration, and the slightest carelessness may lead to failure. But Wang Lu did not retreat at all. He firmly believed that as long as he persevered, he would succeed.

As time went on, he gradually mastered the operation rules of immortal power, and his body began to change. He felt that a powerful force was emerging continuously, and this force surpassed any time before. He knew that this was the key to the breakthrough realm he had been pursuing.

Suddenly, Wang Lu felt the immortal power in his body begin to surge, as if it was about to break through some kind of restraint. He knew that this was an opportunity for a breakthrough.

He gritted his teeth, endured the great pain brought by the collision of immortal power in his body, and guided this power to run in the meridians.

The air around him seemed to solidify, and everyone was nervously watching Wang Lu.

At this critical moment, a powerful immortal power wave burst out from Wang Lu, shining brightly. He successfully broke through the shackles and entered the peak of the middle stage of Xuanxian.

At this moment, Wang Lu was full of momentum, and his immortal power was several times stronger than before. He raised the long sword in his hand again and rushed towards his opponent. This time, his attack was more fierce and his immortal power was more powerful.

The opponent was shocked by Wang Lu's sudden change and was a little at a loss for a while. Wang Lu seized the opportunity and performed a series of exquisite swordsmanship, beating his opponent back step by step.

In the end, Wang Lu defeated his opponent in one fell swoop with his new breakthrough strength and won this difficult fight. Thunderous applause rang out in the arena, and Wang Lu's name was also remembered by everyone at this moment.

The atmosphere in the sect competition was tense and intense, and everyone's eyes were focused on the fierce battle between Wang Lu and his opponent.

Wang Lu stared at the opponent with a firm gaze. His opponent was also very powerful, with a strong immortal power and a powerful aura.

At the beginning of the battle, both sides used all their skills. The light of immortal magic intertwined and the roar was endless. Wang Lu was agile and cleverly avoided the opponent's fierce attacks, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

The opponent saw a flaw in Wang Lu and launched a strong attack. The immortal power turned into a turbulent torrent and rushed directly to Wang Lu. Wang Lu was not afraid of danger. The immortal power in his body burst out instantly, and the magic weapon in his hand shone brightly, and he took the fatal blow.

As the battle continued, Wang Lu gradually gained the upper hand. Each of his attacks contained powerful power, making it difficult for the opponent to resist.

Finally, at a critical moment, Wang Lu seized a mistake of his opponent and used his strongest immortal magic. A bright light flashed across the arena, and the opponent was hit by this powerful force and fell to the ground.

"Wang Lu wins!" The referee's voice sounded, and the whole audience suddenly cheered.

Wang Lu stood in the center of the arena, feeling the powerful force surging in his body, and was surprised to find that his cultivation had broken through in this fierce battle and reached the middle stage of Xuanxian. At this moment, his heart was filled with joy and pride.

In the stands, Junior Sister Liu Qingqing jumped up excitedly, her face was filled with a bright smile, and her eyes were full of admiration and congratulations for Wang Lu. She couldn't wait to run to the arena and came to Wang Lu's side.

"Brother Wang Lu, you are great! Congratulations on your breakthrough and winning the game!" Liu Qingqing's voice was crisp and pleasant.

Wang Lu looked at the excitement of the junior sister and said with a smile: "Thank you, Junior Sister Qingqing. If it weren't for the encouragement and support of the junior sister on weekdays, I might not have achieved what I have today."

The two smiled at each other, and the atmosphere of joy spread around them.

Wang Lu felt the glory of victory and the joy of breakthrough, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would work harder in the future to live up to everyone's expectations and go further on the road of cultivation.

After returning to the sect, Wang Lu quickly became the focus of everyone's attention. His amazing strength and courage made other disciples look at him with admiration and regard him as a model and example. Many people came to ask him about his practice experience, hoping to get some inspiration and guidance from him. And Wang Lu also generously shared his insights and experiences to help others improve their cultivation.

At the same time, the relationship between Wang Lu and his junior sister Liu Qingqing became increasingly deep. They often gathered together to discuss the way of cultivation and learn from each other. Liu Qingqing was full of admiration for Wang Lu. She knew that this senior brother not only had outstanding talents, but also had perseverance and determination. Therefore, she humbly asked him for advice and constantly absorbed knowledge and strength.

In this process, Wang Lu found that Liu Qingqing had a unique charm. She was kind, gentle and smart, and always understood his ideas and supported him. Gradually, the relationship between the two became closer and closer. They began to explore a higher level of cultivation together and pursue the realm of Taoism.

Wang Lu knew that in order to go further on the road of cultivation, he needed to work hard and break through himself. And the encounter with Liu Qingqing made him find a like-minded partner to face the challenges and difficulties of the future together. They believed that as long as they supported each other and made progress together, they would be able to achieve their ideals and goals.

In the following days, Wang Lu did not become proud and complacent because of a victory and breakthrough. He knew that the road to cultivation was long and difficult, and he needed constant efforts and exploration. So he practiced harder and moved towards a higher realm.

The sect competition ended in a noisy and exciting atmosphere, and everyone returned to their caves with different feelings. Wang Lu was no exception. He walked towards his cave with a steady pace.

This competition was of great significance to Wang Lu. In the fierce battle, he unexpectedly broke through the bottleneck and was promoted to the middle stage of Xuanxian. This breakthrough made him ecstatic, but also made him realize the great responsibility.

Returning to the cave, Wang Lu looked at everything familiar, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. On the stone wall of the cave, there were still traces of his past practice, which witnessed his hardships and persistence along the way.

Wang Lu took a deep breath, sat down slowly, closed his eyes, and began to adjust his state of mind. He understood that although a breakthrough in cultivation was a good thing, if the foundation could not be consolidated, the road to cultivation in the future would be full of ups and downs.

He mobilized the immortal power in his body and carefully felt every change. The immortal power in the middle stage of Xuanxian was more powerful and pure than before, but also more difficult to control. Wang Lu carefully guided the immortal power to run through the meridians. Every time he passed an acupuncture point, he was extremely cautious, for fear of a slight mistake.

Time passed unknowingly, and Wang Lu was completely immersed in cultivation. Fine beads of sweat gradually oozed out of his forehead, and the immortal power around his body was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, showing his inner struggle and efforts.

However, the process of stabilizing cultivation was not smooth sailing. Several times, the immortal power almost lost control and rushed around in the body. But Wang Lu relied on his strong will and past cultivation experience to resolve these crises one by one.

During the days of retreat, Wang Lu seemed to be isolated from the outside world and forgot all the troubles. He had only one goal in mind, which was to completely stabilize his newly promoted cultivation.

After an unknown period of time, Wang Lu finally succeeded in smoothing out his immortal power and making it run freely in his body. He slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes. At this moment, he had a steady breath and had stabilized his cultivation in the middle stage of Xuanxian.

Wang Lu stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and felt the improvement of his strength. He knew that this was just a new starting point, and there was still a long way to go in the future.

Walking out of the cave, the sun shone on him, and Wang Lu looked up at the sky, his heart full of expectations for the future.

Wang Lu slowly walked out of the cave, the sun gently sprinkled on him, and the breeze blew, bringing a hint of fresh air. After this period of retreat, he successfully stabilized his cultivation in the middle stage of Xuanxian.

At this time, Wang Lu exuded a restrained and powerful aura. His eyes were bright, and his expression was confident and calm. Recalling the previous cultivation process, all the hardships and sweat turned into inner determination and strength at this moment.

Among the disciples of the same period, the cultivation of the middle stage of Xuanxian is indeed first-class. Most of the brothers who had entered the sect with him were still hovering in the early stage of Xuanxian, and a few with outstanding talents had just touched the threshold of the middle stage of Xuanxian. And Wang Lu has already established a firm foothold in this realm of cultivation.

Walking on the path of the sect, Wang Lu was met by disciples who cast admiring and envious eyes. Some brothers who knew him took the initiative to greet him, and their words were full of praise for him.

"Junior brother Wang Lu, congratulations on your great progress in cultivation, which is really beyond the reach of us!" A senior brother said with a fist.

Wang Lu smiled and returned the greeting: "Senior brother, you are too kind, but it is just a slight improvement, and I need to continue to work hard."

"Wang Lu, you are now the leader among our batch of disciples, and you must take care of us in the future." A junior sister winked playfully.

Wang Lu shook his head gently: "Everyone should make progress together and support each other."

Wang Lu knew that the improvement of cultivation was only one aspect. To be truly strong, he still needed to hone his skills in actual combat, state of mind and many other aspects. Although he was temporarily ahead of his peers, he did not dare to slack off.

He came to the martial arts field of the sect and saw many disciples practicing hard. Some were practicing martial arts, and some were practicing magic alone. Wang Lu stood quietly by and observed, thinking about his shortcomings.

At this time, an elder passed by and saw Wang Lu, with admiration in his eyes: "Wang Lu, you have stabilized your cultivation, and you must not be proud and complacent. The road to immortal cultivation is long, and the middle stage of Xuanxian is just one of the stages."

Wang Lu replied respectfully: "The elder's teachings, the disciple will remember them in his heart."

Wang Lu understood that he shouldered the expectations of the sect and had his own dream of cultivating immortals. He would rely on this stable cultivation to continuously explore higher realms and meet more challenges in the future.

In the following days, Wang Lu worked harder. Not only did he not slack off in his cultivation, he also actively participated in various tasks of the sect and exchanged ideas with other masters. His name gradually spread in the sect and became the goal that many disciples tried to catch up with.

And Wang Lu always kept a clear mind and steadily moved towards a higher peak.