Start with Blue Silver Grass

Time: Unknown, probably more than two thousand years ago.

Location: Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, seven thousand miles into the sea, the far east of the world, and beyond is the boundless sea.

Since the death of Master Qingyunzi at the age of 367, his ten disciples have either stayed in the Qingyun Mountains or traveled around the world.

Unexpectedly, in the next hundred years, two of the ten disciples died young, four died in vendettas between Jianghu and Jianghu, and the remaining one was disabled and one disappeared, leaving only two descendants.

However, one of the four who died in the vendetta duel was saved by chance by the son of an Orion.

Although his life is temporarily saved, his strength is completely gone and he is disabled. He does not want to mention his name and only calls himself nameless.

After that, under the careful care of the Son of Orion, even though he was not good at it, he still passed down the fundamental secrets of [Qingyun Sect] through oral instructions.

After more than ten years of this, after the unknown old injury recurred and passed away, the son of Orion escaped into the mountains and immersed himself in cultivation.

There are no years in the mountains, but there are thousands of years in the world.

After re-entering the world, the teachings of Dechuan have been cultivated to the point where there is no further progress.

According to the words "Qingyun Sect" mentioned by the unknown master before his death, he went to the Qingyun Mountains to look for his fellow sects, and deliberately asked if there was a follow-up path to the magic formula he had practiced.

Unexpectedly, there was no one in the [Qingyun Sect] at that time who could discuss the Tao with him, and the unknown master and the other eight disciples of Qingyunzi Patriarch had all been cut off!

After returning disappointed, he began to search the world.

Huangtian paid off and traveled the world for nearly a hundred years. On a deserted island three thousand miles east of "Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea" and thousands of miles away from the coast of China's East China Sea, he discovered an ancient ruins!

After painstaking efforts and a hundred years of research, I finally realized the effectiveness of the legacy array and the method to activate it.

Ancient teleportation array! It can move the world, hundreds of millions of miles away within a short distance!

It's a pity that this ancient teleportation array can only accumulate enough special energy for one teleportation within a hundred years, and during the movement, it is accompanied by extremely strong tearing and oppressive force. It cannot be resisted unless it is the power of Taiqing Realm!

In more than a thousand years, that ancient teleportation array has only been used a few times...

The above are the vague records of the ancestor of the Ziyun Island lineage of [Qingyun Sect] where the clone Li Qinglian lives in this vast land of China. It comes from the broken ancient records in the ruins of Douluo Continent [Qingyun Sect].

But this time, because I have extremely high space attribute talent, which can lower the cultivation requirements, I was entrusted by my friends to activate the ancient teleportation array and come to the old site of [Qingyun Gate] in the vast land of China to pick those that have been there for decades.

The ripe spiritual fruit is used for making elixirs.

emmm~

In Lin Yi's soul skill, the avatar Li Qinglian played a role. After roughly introducing (fabricating) his origin to Daoxuan and others, he fell into a deep sleep because the power of the soul in the avatar was consumed~

Anyway, regardless of whether Dao Xuan and the others believe it or not, this incarnation has disappeared.

At the same time, about a hundred miles away from [Qingyun Gate] Tongtian Peak and Yuqing Palace, a figure obscured by water vapor clouds and mist quickly flew high into the sky and shot towards the coast of the East China Sea.

"Damn! I feel so good for a while, but my heart breaks afterward!" Lin Yi, who had covered his body and appearance with another soul skill, clone, complained while mentally planning his next action.

First of all, the first point is to find a place like "Donghai Liubo Mountain".

"I remember that the original book said that it was a big city on the coast of the East China Sea. What was it called?" After Lin Yi opened the permissions of the 'Dongtian Space', the soul skill clone flew and adjusted from the fourth clone.

Read the memories of past lives.

"Found it! Well...'Changhe City', four hundred miles to the east, is the coast of the East China Sea. Then seven thousand miles into the sea...is the 'East China Sea Liubo Mountain'?"

"Forget it! Find 'Changhe City' first. After all, 'Liubo Mountain' is three thousand miles to the east. Whether there is an island or not is a matter of debate..."

"If there is really only a vast sea, we can only build an artificial desert island~"

With just enough money (the power of time and space), Lin Yi opened a base station in this world with the 'Dongtian Space' to transmit the authority for mind-to-mind communication. While chatting with Daoxuan and others, Lin Yi was thinking about soul skills.

·Separate yourself from the tasks of this trip.

Of course, scattering Bluesilver Grass seeds along the way has become Lin Yi's instinctive habit, and Soul Skill Clone is no exception!

...

"What!" Great Monk Puzhi stood up with a flushed face, and said excitedly: "Cultivation...to the Taiqing Realm within a hundred...hundred years?"

Not only Puzhi, but also Daoxuan, who was sitting at the top of the table, accidentally broke a few beards.

"That's right!" Lin Yi picked up the tea cup and blew on it, then took a sip of this [Qingyunmen] specialty spiritual tea, and made up his mind to gather a few tea saplings later and plant them in the 'Dongtian Space'!

Then he said nonchalantly: "Maybe it's because of the different location of this vast land of China. On the continent we are on, as long as those with high qualifications can cultivate to level 90 within a hundred years and become titled Douluo.

If you compare the realm of Hua Shao and your skills, it is almost the 'Shangqing realm'..."

"I once heard Hua Shao mention that the elders of his sect basically spent sixty or seventy years, or even less time, to cultivate to the title Douluo, that is, the 'Shangqing Realm', and then before they were a hundred years old

Cultivating to the ninety-seventh level means touching the threshold of the 'Tai Qing Realm'. At the same time, after cultivating the disciples to a certain level of strength, they go out to look for opportunities, and the position of the leader is also thrown away. Who will love the disciples?

Who should be..."

"I heard from Hua Shao that his senior brothers bullied him for being young and ignorant, tricking him into taking over the position of leader in advance, and then all of them ran away to find the way to become gods and immortals..."

"No matter how much more, I don't know. After all, except for Hua Shao and two other friends who also come from the ancient sect's inheritance, I have never come into contact with your realm divisions before. In other words, with our people there

Cultivation systems are all different..."

At the end of the sentence, Lin Yi spread his hands and said that he didn't know much. What he knew was what his friends said. If it touches my blind spot of knowledge, there is nothing I can do to help.

"I don't know... I don't know... Donor, can you... Can you help the poor monk... clarify his doubts..."

Pu Zhi clasped his hands together, came to Lin Yi, and said sincerely: "Is there any immortality in this world?"

"Longevity?" Lin Yi scratched his head and asked with some confusion: "How long...is it considered long?"

"Well..."

Pu Zhi was stunned. He didn't expect Lin Yi to ask such a question. In the "Yu Qing Palace", Dao Xuan and others were also a little confused.

Yes, since ancient times, those who practice Taoism, Buddhism, and even those in the evil sect have been practicing for immortality, but they don’t know how long is considered long.

Seeing that Pu Zhi was speechless, Lin Yi put down the tea cup in his hand, looked around at the people in the "Yu Qing Palace", and finally said to Pu Zhi seriously:

"This master, compared to the short lifespan of a mortal, which is only a few decades, you can be said to have lived forever in the past hundreds of years, right?"

"Then, in your opinion, does longevity of a thousand years count as longevity, or does longevity of ten thousand years count as longevity?"

"Amitabha!" Facing Lin Yi's question, Pu Zhiming's bald head was instantly covered with beads of sweat. After pronouncing the Buddha's name, he bowed to Lin Yi and said:

"It's a poor monk who has become a monk! It's just a knot of heart that has been brewing for many years. I hope the benefactor can give me some guidance..."

"Okay!" Lin Yi nodded, noncommittal, and then said casually:

"Our side has reached the level of Titled Douluo. I don't know which level of 'Shangqing Realm' you are here. Young Master Hua didn't say much. After all, he is only two years older than me, only twenty..."

....”

The corners of Daoxuan and others' mouths twitched. As for that incarnation, the power is no longer inferior to those of the leaders. How the hell is he twenty years old?

Little did they know that according to the original fate, tonight, the original protagonist Zhang Xiaofan would learn "Brahma Prajna" and go to the "Qingyun Gate" tomorrow. In just twenty years, he would reach the "Tai Qing Realm"!

The treatment and progress speed of this protagonist are definitely no less than that of Tang San, the Douluo next door...

Lin Yi ignored the wonderful expressions of these people and continued: "When your strength reaches the level of Titled Douluo, you can have a lifespan of about three hundred years. After that, every time you increase your level, you can live an extra hundred years. That's it.

That is to say, if you reach level ninety-seven or above, if there are no hidden injuries or anything like that, you can live a thousand years, which is still fine..."