The Era of Immortal Cultivation

When Xu Zhu was in a daze, he seemed to hear someone shouting something like 'succubus ecstasy', 'dream soul searching method' and the like, and shouted many times.

As he shouted, he thought of Shaoshi Mountain and his mother who had been dead for many years.

Xu Zhu remembered that he was born in a small town near Shaoshi Mountain. Since he was a child, he was ostracized by other peers in the town because of his ugly appearance and poor speech skills. He was often laughed at as a bastard without a father.

Whenever something like this happens, he will always cry and ask his mother: "Where is my father?"

At this time, my mother would eat some meat for herself, and then she would lean under the dim oil lamp and say blankly:

"You are not a bastard, your father is a great hero! He just went to a far away place, he will come to you, he will."

Oddly enough, my mother made a living by maintaining the gears worn by people in the town. She didn’t make much money from this job, but when she was a child, the family always had enough food and clothing.

Later, Xu Zhu gradually grew up and no longer asked questions such as his father's name and origin.

He knew that every inquiry was a kind of harm to his mother, and he was willing to slowly wait for his father's return with his mother, even if he didn't know what his father looked like.

But he still hasn't waited for his father to return.

When he was eleven years old, Shaolin abbot Zhida became "Taoist" and turned into a seven to eight-foot metal monster. He broke out of the siege of Shaolin monks and massacred several towns.

Most of Xu Zhu's town was destroyed with just one strike when he turned into an iron bird and flew over.

Most of the people in the town died, including his mother, leaving him alone on the ruins crying so hard that he couldn't shed any tears and fainted.

When he woke up again, he had been taken into the Shaolin Temple, which was full of copper and iron, by Xuanci, who came to provide disaster relief.

It's a good place. There are brothers practicing together, elders teaching and controlling, and Abbot Xuanci who is majestic but gentle, like a father.

He stayed on the mountain for more than thirty years, practicing hard and rarely going down the mountain...

Li Hao then looked through some memories of his cultivation and meditation, and then turned to look at the fellow beggars next to him.

This Baishan Nian used to have sarcomas on his face, which looked scary. Now that the sarcomas are gone, he looks like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Seeing the pole knocking out the Shaolin monk, the devil looked over and groaned secretly. He wanted to say something to beg for mercy, but before he could say anything, he had already eaten the pole.

The five-bag disciples, the confidants of the sub-rudder leader, unexpectedly discovered that Chao Gai and others wanted to rob Hua Shi Gang...

After searching their memories, Li Hao roughly pieced together the situation of this world.

All we can say is...this world is no longer a demonic reform, but a collapse within a collapse.

Before the Dazhong reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty (about 850 AD), the world was still going quite normally.

According to historical inertia, this country that has formed local separatism will struggle to survive for a few more decades and then completely perish.

The decline of the late dynasty seems inevitable, and a strong man from heaven is needed at this time.

Here he comes!

A god who calls himself [Secret Demonic Heaven? Star Confucian Sect? Disciple of Huang Confucian Sect] has come to the world! (Daobiao Exploration)

This Confucian disciple argued all the way and convinced people with martial arts. In two years, he wiped out all the warlords, defeated Huihe, reopened the road to the Western Regions, completed the "virtual king" policy, and realized an alternative constitutional monarchy.

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Seeing the revival of the Tang Dynasty, the prosperous age of Confucianism and Taoism is coming, and the gods have returned to heaven. (The return of Daoist standards)

Then there will be a catastrophe.

Less than half a year after the immortals returned to heaven, the heaven and earth changed drastically, the sun and moon shifted, and one hundred and eight magic stars surrounded the heaven and earth, visible day and night.

In order to upgrade this world, Su Xinghe sacrificed one hundred and eight sixth-level corpses at once.

How can a yellow-level world, even if it is upgraded to a black-level world, afford so many sixth-level ones?

It's like a little pony, even if it grows into a big horse, it can't pull 108 carriages!

The world had no choice but to cut the origins of these sixth realms into countless small parts and spread them throughout the world.

If you can’t digest it, we’ll talk about it later. Anyway, it has to be swallowed into your mouth first.

This allowed some beasts similar to these sixth-level corpses to evolve, and also allowed countless warriors who were struggling to find a way forward to find shortcuts:

Pick one of the origins of gods and demons scattered in the world and incorporate it into your body, and immediately transform into a martial arts prodigy, practicing thousands of miles with each passing day.

The price is just to grow some cat ears, fox tails, mechanical eyes, deformed arms, tentacles...

This is the "Original Qi Martial Arts" of this world, or in Li Hao's opinion it should be called "The Martial Arts of the Dependents".

This is a very, very good deal! At least in the first level.

When martial arts in this world reach the second state, which is the "mimicry" state where Xu Zhu and Liu Tang are, they must continue to further absorb the origin of gods and demons.

The practice of imitating the realm is to fuse one's own true energy with the origin of absorbing gods and demons, and then use this fused "original energy" to transform oneself and get closer to the gods and demons.

But as the cultivation progressed, something happened in the middle and late stages of the second realm!

More than a hundred years ago, a Buddhist monk once wrote in despair in his last book:

"The Yuanzu King Kong Xian breaks the sky and wakes up in my body!"

Then the senior lost his mind, turned into a giant robot, and started killing people.

This is the "catastrophe of Taoism":

While the origin is transforming the warrior's body, the remaining wills of gods and demons after death are also constantly gathering, polluting the warrior's soul until he completely loses his mind and turns into a monster with only instinct.

Many warriors made countless sacrifices and attempts in that barbaric age of exploration.

Finally, someone found the answer from the method of "poetry" handed down casually by the true immortal who came to the world.

In this upgraded world, highly active aura is enough to turn one's weak emotions and will into a force that can affect objective existence.

This is the so-called power of faith.

But a warrior in the second realm directly receives the power of faith gathered by countless people, and the result is that he becomes a puppet of faith and a madman.

If people cannot directly absorb the power of faith, then they should find a substitute!

"Poetry Hao" specifically refers to a person, but is not a person. Coupled with some of the methods given by the original banishment of immortals, "Poetry Hao" can become a person's "anchor".

A warrior can inject the power of faith gathered by countless "light believers" who know his poem number into the poem number.

In this way, warriors can use the power of poetry to fight against the remaining original will of gods and demons, and they can still maintain their sanity even if they are completely converted into dependents of gods and demons.

At this point, a strong man named "True Form" in the third realm was born in this world:

Even if every cell has turned into a god or demon, it still maintains its will as a human being!

Of course, even with the assistance of Shihao, in the process of breaking through from the second realm [Psimulated Form] to the third realm [True Form], there will still be most losers.

Only those with the strongest will, the most fearless spirit, those who are determined to the point of distortion, and determined to the point of madness can achieve [True Form].

"In other words, in this world, a person who is crazy may not be strong, but a strong person must be crazy?"

Li Hao showed his guinea pig smile,

"I really want to dissect one and see inside their skull!"

(One more chapter)

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