Mortal Cultivator

The name Wang Lu is well-known in the world of immortal cultivation! Back then, he was just a very ordinary person, without any prominent background or strong family support.

However, it is such a seemingly ordinary boy who has extraordinary understanding and amazing perseverance.

Along the way, Wang Lu encountered countless difficulties and obstacles, but he never gave up easily.

Whether facing the vicious demons or the insidious and cunning tests of the inner demons, he always moved forward bravely, and turned danger into safety again and again with fearless courage and extraordinary wisdom.

At first, Wang Lu was just an inconspicuous disciple of a small sect, and he was not outstanding among many fellow disciples. But as time went by, he gradually emerged.

Through continuous hard practice and actual combat, his strength improved day by day, and finally attracted the attention of major immortal sects.

Since then, Wang Lu has embarked on a thrilling journey. He went deep into various mysterious secrets to explore treasures and opportunities, and each time was an adventure between life and death. In the process of tempering his inner demon, he had to face the most fearful and vulnerable side of his heart. If he was not careful, he would be doomed.

However, all the suffering and setbacks failed to knock Wang Lu down. After a long period of accumulation and precipitation, he is now standing at the threshold of the immortal world. This step is crucial. Once he takes it, there will be two completely different endings waiting for him: either he will succeed in becoming a saint and become an immortal admired by thousands of people; or he will fail miserably and end up with his soul scattered. At this moment, the entire immortal cultivation world is holding its breath, expecting this legendary figure to create his own glorious chapter.

On a sunny day, Wang Lu embarked on a journey to the chaotic virtual world alone. This mysterious place, as if it is beyond the constraints of the rules of the three realms, has always been regarded as the sacred place closest to the true meaning of immortals in legends.

When he stepped into this realm, all he saw was the surging void and chaos, like an endless dark abyss. The surging chaotic energy sometimes roars like a raging wave and sometimes is as silent as a quiet deep pool, making it difficult to grasp its rules and trends.

However, although this place is full of endless dangers and unknowns, it is precisely because of this that it has become an excellent opportunity that countless strong people dream of. Since ancient times, countless heroes have heard of the magic of this place and rushed to explore it. Unfortunately, most people eventually encounter misfortune here, or lose their way, or are buried in the chaos. Those who can successfully escape are rare.

Wang Lu's white clothes fluttered, showing his unrestrained and uninhibited. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at the depths of the void, and the spiritual power in his body was surging and running, ready to go. The surrounding spiritual energy was attracted by him, gathered crazily, and turned into a materialized spiritual mist, wrapping him layer by layer, like a spiritual cocoon that breeds fairy light.

"It's time!" Wang Lu shouted, his aura suddenly rising, and he summoned the spirit sword in his hand. This sword is called "Star Dawn", and countless ancient runes are engraved on the sword body. It is his right-hand man who has killed powerful enemies and solved mazes along the way. At this moment, the spirit sword hums and trembles, as if echoing the determination of its master. The sword light illuminates the chaos, causing the void to vibrate faintly.

Wang Lu's figure flashed, and he rushed into the core of chaos like a meteor. In an instant, it was as if he had crashed into the lair of a violent beast. The chaos storm, wrapped in the power to crush everything, roared towards him. Wang Lu was not in a hurry. The sword tactics in his hand changed, and the Star Dawn Sword swung out sword energy, either slashing, stabbing, or picking, to resolve the storm one by one. Each sword energy contains his profound understanding of the sword, tearing through the haze of chaos and opening up a way forward.

As he went deeper, the pressure in the void increased suddenly, and his bones creaked. Wang Lu's mouth was bleeding, but his smile became even stronger: "It's interesting to be so difficult!" The spiritual power in his body was like a boiling river, and it was all poured into the sword body. The Star Breaking Sword shone brightly, and instantly turned into a huge sword of a hundred feet, slashing down fiercely. With a "click", the chaos was split into a crack, revealing a trace of auspicious golden light.

Wang Lu took the opportunity to drill into the crack, and his eyes suddenly opened up, and a strange space emerged. The sky here is as clear as a mirror, but there are no sun, moon, and stars; the ground is soft like clouds, but it carries everything. Just when he was confused, the sky suddenly changed, and the golden clouds rolled over from the horizon like a surging wave, and in the blink of an eye, they covered the sky.

In the golden clouds, the power of the law loomed, like the whispers of ancient gods, teaching the truth of heaven and earth. Wang Lu felt something in his heart, and immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, and immersed himself in it. At first, the rules were obscure and difficult to understand, like chaotic notes, which gave him a splitting headache; but he gritted his teeth, relied on his past accumulation, gradually sorted out the veins, captured the key notes, and connected the scattered rules.

In the outside world, the great powers of the immortal world peeked at this place through magic weapons, and they were all shocked. "This Wang Lu really attracted the golden cloud to the world, and the law favored him. I am afraid that he will be able to embark on an unprecedented road to enlightenment!" A white-haired old immortal stroked his beard and sighed, his words full of envy and expectation. The young disciples of various sects gathered in front of the magic weapon light curtain, looking at Wang Lu's figure, their eyes were hot, full of admiration and yearning.

Wang Lu was immersed in the ocean of rules, forgetting the passage of time. Every bit of perception was imprinted in his heart and turned into nutrients for the transformation of the soul. His body began to glow, and there seemed to be fairy gold flowing in his blood, reshaping his meridians and bones; the sea of ​​​​consciousness expanded, accommodating a large amount of information, and his thinking became clearer and more ethereal.

After a long time, Wang Lu suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of brilliance, as if piercing through the void. At this moment, the power of boundless laws poured down like a river from the sky, pouring all over his body. In an instant, his whole body was filled with light, turning into a dazzling golden sun. Wherever the light reached, the chaos retreated and the void stabilized. He raised his hand and clenched his fist, feeling the surging power in his body, and his every move contained the power to destroy the world.

"I, Wang Lu, will prove my Dao today!" A long roar resounded through the world, and the sound waves shattered the remaining chaos around him. He rose from the ground, walked in the air, and strolled among the golden clouds. The golden clouds under his feet surged, as if celebrating the king's ascension to the throne; the laws surrounded his body, woven into a gorgeous robe, showing supreme honor.

However, just when everyone thought that Wang Lu's Dao was going smoothly, something unexpected happened. Deep in the void, a low roar came faintly, as if an ancient demon had awakened, coveting Wang Lu's Dao results. A gloomy evil force, like a black tide, quickly eroded the edge of the golden cloud. Wherever it went, the peaceful law was distorted and transformed into a hideous ghost face.

Wang Lu's face sank, his eyes were like torches: "It's not that easy to take advantage of the fire!" The Starry Dawn Sword in his hand was raised again, and the power of the sword body and the law intertwined, turning into a dazzling sword net, and went to meet the evil force. The collision of the two was like a star hitting a black hole, stirring up energy ripples and shaking the entire chaotic virtual realm.

The evil power was endless, and the demon hid in the dark to control it, and the offensive was stronger than the other. Although Wang Lu's strength increased greatly, he gradually felt exhausted. But he had no intention of retreating, and his mind was running fast, thinking about how to defeat the enemy. "Since I have the power of the golden cloud and the law, why not make good use of it?" With a flash of thought, Wang Lu formed seals with both hands, activating the laws around him, turning into a golden rune chain, and explored the depths of the void, trying to find the true body of the demon.

The chain was like a nimble snake, instantly sinking into the chaos and locking onto the target. Wang Lu pulled it hard, and with a scream of "Ouch", a giant demon head with three heads and six arms surrounded by demonic flames was pulled out. "Hmph, you are hiding your head and showing your tail, prepare to die!" Wang Lu pointed his sword at the demon head, and the Star Breaking Sword fell with a mighty force, and the sword shadows were heavy, completely covering the demon head's figure.

The demon head struggled desperately, waving his six arms to resist, and the demonic flames and the power of the law clashed fiercely, burning the void with dark cracks. Wang Lu continued to attack, and the spiritual power in his body and the law outside his body were perfectly integrated, and he attacked with all his strength. With a "click", the demon head's body collapsed and turned into ashes, and the remaining evil power was purified by the golden cloud.

After this battle, Wang Lu completely stabilized his realm and achieved perfection in his enlightenment. The golden cloud slowly dissipated and turned into petals falling all over the sky, as if congratulating the new immortal. Wang Lu stood with his sword put away, looking towards the direction of the world of immortal cultivation, with great pride in his heart.

When Wang Lu returned to the world of immortal cultivation, all the immortal gates were open and decorated with lights to welcome him. He flew up the steps of the mountain gate all the way, and wherever he passed, the disciples bowed and saluted, and the respectful shouts echoed in the mountains. The head of the sect personally came out to greet him, presented the treasures of the immortal sect, and hoped that he would lead the world of immortal cultivation into a new era.

In the years that followed, Wang Lu did not indulge in glory, but traveled around the world, helped weak sects, and exorcised demons; he gave lectures, shared his experience of enlightenment selflessly, and cultivated countless talents.

His legendary story was passed down from mouth to mouth, inspiring generations of immortal cultivators to embark on the long immortal journey and pursue the ethereal but tempting light of enlightenment.

In the writings of the immortal historians, Wang Lu's name shone brightly, occupied a chapter alone, and became an immortal monument that countless people looked up to and followed, witnessing a prosperous world of immortal cultivation that was passionate, fearless, hardworking and enterprising.

The afterglow of the enlightenment, a new chapter of the immortal world

Wang Lu's enlightenment was like a supernova exploding in the immortal world, and the brilliant light dispelled the past haze and injected magnificent vitality into the entire immortal world. At the celebration banquet, immortal music floated, nectar flowed endlessly, and all kinds of immortals gathered, with laughter and joy one after another.

In the crystal-carved hall, it was bright and clear. Wang Lu sat high in the main seat, wearing a black robe with gold patterns, which made his figure handsome and extraordinary temperament. Although the cynicism of the past was still hidden in his eyes, he had a bit more depth and calmness of the enlightenment. On the surrounding tables, delicacies were lined up, and the carved cakes with dragons and phoenixes were steaming hot and exuding an attractive sweet fragrance; the spiritual soup stewed with ginseng and immortal mushrooms was rich and mellow, nourishing the body of every guest.

After three rounds of drinking, the highly respected Immortal Venerable stood up and raised his cup, his voice like a bell: "Friend Wang Lu's proof of the truth this time is a feat that has not been seen in the Immortal Realm for thousands of years! It has opened up a new path for cultivation. In the future, we younger generations will have a law to follow and a path to follow. This cup is for Wang Lu!" After saying that, he raised his head and drank the spiritual wine in the cup. Everyone responded one after another. For a while, the hall was filled with thunderous cheers and the sound of wine glasses colliding was crisp and pleasant.

Wang Lu also stood up, holding the cup with both hands, looking around at everyone, and said loudly: "My dear seniors and colleagues, Wang Lu is just a coincidence. I am grateful that the Immortal Road has not abandoned me. In the future, I would like to join hands with you to build a prosperous Immortal Realm, so that the spiritual energy of this world will be more prosperous and the blessings will continue!" After speaking, he drank it all in one gulp. The wine went into his throat and turned into strands of warm spiritual power, which flowed through his body.

After the celebration banquet, Wang Lu walked in the clouds and returned to his residence. Along the way, the immortal mountains stood tall and majestic. The immortal grass that used to be withered was now full of energy, with its leaves stretched out, absorbing the increasingly rich immortal energy and growing vigorously. The spiritual springs gurgled, the sound of the flow was cheerful and pleasant, and the spiritual power was overflowing in the rippling water. The mountaintops of small sects, where cultivation resources were scarce in the past, were now filled with spiritual energy into mist. The new disciples sat cross-legged in the mist and breathed in and out, their faces full of intoxication and satisfaction.

In the ruins of a long-ruined fairy palace, which had once become a ruin due to the exhaustion of spiritual power, it is now full of vitality. Tender green spiritual vines emerged from the cracks of the broken walls, winding and climbing, and quickly covered the walls; the dry pond in the courtyard was overflowing with clear springs overnight, and koi swam freely, with their scales shining with colorful brilliance. Villagers from the surrounding small fairy villages came in droves, collecting spiritual plants and drawing spring water. Children laughed and played, playing with crystal stones condensed with spiritual energy in their hands, and crisp laughter echoed in the mountains.

As soon as Wang Lu settled down, visitors came to his door. The visitor was Fairy Qinghe, who had profound attainments in the world of immortal studies. She was wearing a light green silk dress, holding a scroll, and smiling: "Friend Wang Lu, I came here this time to ask for your insights on the path to enlightenment. Now my immortal academy wants to recompile the cultivation classics. Your fresh insights will surely make the classics shine and inspire future generations." Wang Lu readily agreed and led her into the tea room to make tea and discuss the path.

The fragrance of tea curled up, and Wang Lu tapped the void with his fingertips, and the law runes appeared and disappeared: "When I was enlightened, I was deeply trapped in chaos. My first glimpse of the law was like a blind man touching an elephant, and I was full of confusion. But I gritted my teeth and persisted, and gradually felt that the laws of all things are common..." As the explanation deepened, Fairy Qinghe sometimes frowned in thought, and sometimes wrote quickly. Many obscure problems suddenly became clear under Wang Lu's analysis. When the sun set in the west and the fairy left, the scroll in her hand was full of precious notes, shining brightly.

At the same time, the immortal world trading market was also very lively. In the past, due to the scarcity of high-quality spiritual objects, most of the transactions were ordinary items; now it is different. The stall owners filled their stalls and shouted one after another. "Take a look, the newly promoted immortal spiritual beads contain a large amount of pure spiritual power, which will help you practice with half the effort!" "The newly released immortal jade slips record the top magical powers. It's a rare opportunity!" The cultivators shuttled between them, selecting their favorite treasures, and their faces were full of joy when the money and goods changed hands.

Wang Lu would also visit the market in his spare time. One day, he saw a young casual cultivator with a sad face and a dull magic weapon in his hand, so he stepped forward to ask. It turned out that this casual cultivator had finally found an opportunity to be promoted, but he lacked a key spiritual material. Wang Lu thought for a while, spread his palm, a flash of light flashed, and the spiritual material he needed emerged: "Take it and use it, I hope you can advance soon." The casual cultivator was surprised and happy, and knelt down to thank him. Wang Lu helped him up and encouraged him with a few words, which attracted the respectful eyes of the people around him.

All workshops in the fairy world are also running at full capacity. The magic weapon forging workshop is blazing, and the craftsmen are hammering and beating. The magic weapon that is infused with abundant spiritual power gradually takes shape, radiant, and its quality far exceeds the past; the medicine pavilion is filled with the fragrance of medicine, and furnaces of high-quality immortal pills are produced. Taking them can strengthen the body, heal injuries and cure diseases, and solve many stubborn diseases of cultivators; runes are flashing in the talisman shop, and the new talismans contain wonderful effects, such as teleporting thousands of miles or hiding breath, and they are in short supply.

All major sects have opened their gates to recruit talents. The strict selection standards in the past have been appropriately relaxed. Due to the abundance of spiritual energy, the qualifications of seedlings have generally improved. When new disciples enter the door, the senior brothers and sisters teach them carefully, imparting the skills, sword techniques, and cultivation experience. On the martial arts field, swords and shadows, spiritual power is surging; in the meditation room, the disciples close their eyes and concentrate, feeling the world, and from time to time, those who break through the bottleneck cheer and jump for joy, which attracts everyone to congratulate.

Wang Lu was invited to give lectures in various sects. When he entered the Xianyu Sect, thousands of disciples gathered in the square, looking forward to it. He stepped into the air and landed on the high platform. He coughed lightly and began to explain: "On the path of cultivation, you can't just bury your head in hard practice. You need to feel the surroundings with your heart and communicate with the world..." When he talked about the exquisite part, he created a magical light and shadow of spiritual power in his hands, simulating the trajectory of spiritual power. The disciples below the stage stared at him and tried to imitate him. After a while, some people's spiritual power fluctuated around them and successfully entered the path, and the applause was thunderous.

But under the prosperous scene of the fairy world, there are not no waves. In the marginal areas, there are often evil demons from outside the domain secretly spying, coveting the rich spiritual energy of the fairy world. One day, the demon shadows gathered and surged towards a small border town like a black tide. The people in the city were panicked, and the monks rushed to meet the enemy. At the critical moment, Wang Lu and a group of masters came.

Wang Lu stood in front of the town, his sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all the fog, staring coldly at the approaching demons. He quickly formed a complex and mysterious seal with his hands, and as the seal was completed, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from his body. This light was as hot as the sun, and instantly condensed into a layer of extremely solid light curtain, firmly protecting the entire town.

"If the evil demon dares to offend, he shall be killed without mercy!" Wang Lu shouted angrily, his voice resounding through the sky, shaking the surrounding air slightly. Before he finished speaking, his figure rushed out like lightning, rushing straight into the dense demon group.

At the same time, the Starry Dawn Sword in Wang Lu's hand also came out of its sheath. The sword body flashed with brilliant starlight, like the Milky Way in the universe pouring down. In an instant, the unparalleled sword energy gushed out from the sword body, crisscrossing and forming an airtight sword net. All the demons touched by the sword energy were instantly annihilated, leaving no trace of residue.

Seeing this scene, many masters following Wang Lu were greatly encouraged and displayed their special skills. For a moment, colorful fairy lights intertwined and shone in the air, and launched a thrilling and fierce collision with those hideous and terrifying demons. Every collision would cause a thunderous roar that resounded in all directions, making people terrified.

After a long battle, the evil demons were defeated and retreated step by step. Wang Lu used the power of the law to weave a cage, trapped all the remaining evil demons, and purified them. The people of the small town cheered and cried, and rewarded everyone with food and drink. Wang Lu looked into the distance, knowing that the evil demons would not give up, and ordered to strengthen the border defense and set up a warning magic circle to prevent another attack.

As time goes by, the prosperity of the fairy world becomes more and more obvious. Fairy beasts and birds frequently appear, unicorns walk in the clouds, and phoenixes sing for nine days; spiritual plants are everywhere in the mountains, and thousand-year-old peaches hang on the branches, eating them can prolong life and strengthen the body; the immortals' cultivation is steadily improving, and new immortals are springing up like mushrooms after rain, and the strength of the fairy world is unprecedentedly strong.

In the vast, mysterious and profound fairy world, a grand and unprecedented event is being prepared intensively. And the initiator of this event is the famous and gifted Wang Lu. He carefully planned and took the lead in organizing this fairy world event - the Fairy Law Exchange Conference.

Once the news came out, it quickly spread to every corner of the fairy world like a spring breeze. Elites from all walks of life heard the news and signed up for this rare event with full expectations and excitement.

Finally, the day of the opening of the conference arrived. The venue is located between the vast and boundless galaxy, where the stars twinkle and it is like a dream. There are many suspended spiritual islands, like bright pearls in the night sky. These spiritual islands are beautifully decorated, with pavilions and towers scattered in an orderly manner, and exotic flowers and plants competing for beauty.

As the melodious fairy music sounded, the contestants stepped onto the stage one by one. They all have unique skills and are surrounded by fairy spirits. When one person raised his hand, the flames burned fiercely; another person waved his sleeves lightly, and the frost condensed instantly. There were also people chanting and summoning thunder and lightning... Various fairy methods emerged in an endless stream, dazzling and overwhelming.

The audience below the stage surged like a tide, and people were deeply attracted by the wonderful competition in front of them. Whenever they saw the exquisiteness, a thunderous cheer broke out from the crowd, one after another, resounding through the sky. At this moment, the whole fairy world was immersed in the warm atmosphere of fairy method exchanges.

The winners shared their cultivation tips, and everyone verified each other's strengths and weaknesses. After this conference, the immortal world's skills were integrated and innovated, and many wonderful schools were derived, and the atmosphere of cultivation became more and more enthusiastic.

Time flies, and the years flow slowly. In this long river of time, the immortal world has undergone earth-shaking changes. And all these changes are attributed to the legendary figure-Wang Lu.

Under the leadership of Wang Lu, the immortal world seems to have become a dreamlike fairyland. The originally ethereal and unattainable fairy palaces and pavilions have become clearly visible at this moment; the clouds and mists lingering in the mountains are as elegant and agile as a veil; and the colorful rays of light decorate the entire immortal world as beautiful as a painting.

Once, for countless cultivators, ascending to immortality was just an unattainable dream. They may not be able to touch that mysterious and desirable realm in their entire lives. However, with the appearance of Wang Lu, this seemingly impossible dream gradually became a reality. With his outstanding talent and unremitting efforts, he opened up a road to the fairyland, and taught everyone the way of cultivation he had comprehended.

As a result, more and more monks embarked on this road to ascension. With their own perseverance and wisdom, they constantly broke through numerous difficulties and bravely moved forward towards their goals. Finally, those dreams of ascension that were once out of reach are now within reach.

The name of Wang Lu has become a symbol of hope and struggle, engraved in every inch of fairyland and in the hearts of every fairy. He still travels around the fairyland, giving lectures, helping people, or beheading evil, using his actions to protect this hard-won prosperity, continuing to write the legend of the fairyland, waiting for future generations to sing and immortalize.