While others are practicing leveling, I am cultivating immortality, and I will survive until I reach

As soon as he stepped onto the venue of the Wen Dao Conference, Su Xing's eyes lit up.

Because the richness of the Dao Law in this venue is more than twenty times higher than that in the lower realm!

At the same time, just as Su Xing saw from a distance.

In this venue with a radius of ten thousand feet, there are actually thousands of cultivators!

"Tsk tsk... the worst is also a cultivator at the peak of Taiyi Jinxian..."

"In this small Taoist temple, there are really Daluo everywhere, Taiyi is worse than a dog!"

Su Xing sighed lightly. In this ten thousand feet radius, there are actually hundreds of Daluo Jinxian!

It is hard to imagine that if all these cultivators live to the future, what will those alien races fear?

"Su Daoyou, look at that statue..."

Qingfeng Daluo on the side pointed to a statue about ten feet high in the middle of the Taoist temple.

And around the statue, there are ten cushions.

Nine of them have people sitting on them.

Now, only the last empty cushion is left.

And the people sitting on the nine cushions...

Su Xing's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Actually... there are nine saints!"

"In ancient times, the legend of the ten saints coexisting in the world is indeed true!"

At this moment, the nine saints, each incarnated as an ordinary person, sat on the cushions and meditated honestly.

Within a hundred feet of the statue, there were only the nine saints.

But outside a hundred feet, it was lively.

Su Xing could see at a glance that there seemed to be two forces competing against each other, as if they were trying to snatch the seat of the last cushion.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there must be a mystery in this last cushion, which is definitely related to the opportunity to become a saint!

At this moment, at the Wen Dao Conference venue, there were two forces competing against each other.

They were the "Imperial Court" composed of the demon race and the dragon and phoenix races!

With hundreds of Daluo Jinxians and several semi-saints leading the way, its strength can be called the leader of the immortal cultivation world in this era.

On the other side, there are the witch clan led by the twelve witch ancestors, as well as some middle-class races, including the human race.

Although the alliance formed by the demon clan and the dragon and phoenix clan is more powerful, the witch clan is not a pushover.

Among the twelve witch ancestors, six have achieved semi-sainthood.

The remaining six have also reached the peak of the Golden Immortal of Daluo, and are invincible below the semi-saint.

In addition, there are dozens of powerful witch clan members who are not inferior to the Golden Immortal of Daluo, and the Golden Immortal of Daluo from other races.

The total number is no less than a hundred, not much weaker than the alliance of the demon clan and the dragon and phoenix clan.

"Friend Su... you see these two major forces are fighting against each other, just to compete for the last seat of sainthood!"

"Unlike our Xiantian sect, which is detached from the world... and does not need the help of this cushion!"

Zhenhuo Daluo said with a smile, looking superior.

Su Xing was moved after hearing this, and asked:

"Why doesn't our Xiantian sect participate in the fight for this opportunity to become a saint?"

Fellow Daoist Qingfeng on the side smiled and explained:

"Fellow Daoist Su, are you afraid that you have become insane after seclusion?"

"We are Xiantian creatures, born before the earth and the sky, and we are blessed by nature... The path we are on is already smooth all the way..."

"Even without the help of the Hongmeng purple air, as long as it is polished by time, we can become a saint!"

"Don't forget, our ancestor... is a Taoist senior!"

As he said, Qingfeng Daluo looked at the sculpture in the middle of the conference venue with admiration on his face.

"In another month, it will be the time for the ancestor to show his divine power... At that time, his divine thoughts will be attached to this sculpture and preach to all the cultivators in the world!"

"All the cultivators on the entire Zhou Mountain can gain something from the ancestor's sound of the Great Dao."

"Of course, the position on the top of the mountain is the best, and the Great Dao perception is the most sufficient... Among them, the position on the ten cushions is the first!"

"After all, with the blessing of the ancestor's Hongmeng purple qi... I don't know how many times faster the speed of comprehending the Great Dao will be!"

"And..."

The two innate creatures on the side talked endlessly for Su Xing.

In this era, the number of innate creatures is scarce, and there are only a few dozen in the world.

So it can only be regarded as a small clan, but each of them is amazingly powerful.

And the innate creatures are born before the world, and have a natural sense of superiority and transcendence, and they disdain to compete with ordinary cultivators.

Especially within the innate creature clan, it can be said that they are extremely united, and they all help each other.

"Fellow Daoist Su... look at the nine saints on the cushion!"

"Five of them are from my Xiantian clan!"

"And the remaining four seats are occupied by two from the Wu clan, two saints of the Wu clan who call themselves Hou Tu and Kua Fu..."

"The other two saints are from the Dragon and Phoenix clans, namely the Dragon clan and the Phoenix clan..."

"That is why their two factions are competing for the last saint seat..."

"Although the ancestor once said that after becoming a saint, he could no longer interfere with the situation in the Pangu world...but that is a saint seat! Even if he does nothing, one more saint is enough to shock others and suppress the situation!"

After listening to Qingfeng Daluo's words, Su Xing nodded in agreement.

At this moment, he finally knew why there were so many fights between the two major forces.

"But I think the Pavilion Master of Tianji should have joined a faction...otherwise, how could he prove his way to sainthood thousands of years later?"

"And that Blood River Ancestor...maybe he is among them..."

Su Xing thought to himself, and then began to look at the monks within a radius of ten thousand feet.

Soon, Su Xing saw a familiar figure.

That look is clearly...Miss Tianji!

Su Xing's heart was shocked and he murmured:

"Have you finally seen me? Master Tianji Pavilion!"

When Su Xing saw Miss Tianji, Miss Tianji in the distance obviously also noticed Su Xing.

"Fellow Daoist Su, do you know that fellow Daoist Tianji?" Qingfeng Daluo on the side asked curiously.

Su Xing's heart was shocked, and he shook his head subconsciously:

"I don't know her, but that woman seems to be very good?"

Qingfeng Daluo nodded after hearing this and said:

"That's natural. This girl Tianji has been a famous figure in the past 100,000 years!"

"He comes from a small, middle-class clan called the Japanese, but his strength has reached the level of a semi-saint."

"Tens of thousands of years ago, he even formed an alliance with the Witch Clan and was a strong contender for the seat of the Saint!"

After Su Xing heard this, his heart moved, so that was it.

Presumably, Miss Tianji formed an alliance with the Witch Clan and finally got her share of the sanctification spot.

So, in this battle, will the Witch Clan win in the end?

Wake up thoughtfully.

Qingfeng Daluo on the side continued to introduce:

"There is also a rookie on the side of Demon Court, who is also a man of the hour in the past 100,000 years. Together with Miss Tianji, they are known as the unrivaled twins..."

"This genius calls himself Taoist Blood River. I heard that he is a true dragon and his cultivation has reached the semi-saint stage. This time he will compete for the last futon spot on behalf of the Demon Court."

Su Xing's brows jumped after hearing this, and he soon saw the so-called Blood River Taoist.

"This should be the ancestor of Blood River...but this aura, isn't it too young?"

Su Xing frowned slightly.

The ancestor of Blood River was supposed to be a figure at the end of the ancient era. By the time he woke up, he should have been over 100 million years old.

At this age, even Daluo Jinxian should have the aura of old age.

But the young man in front of him had starry eyebrows and sharp eyes, and was handsome. Except for the gloomy look between his eyebrows, he looked like a genius of the younger generation.

Soon, a bold guess appeared in Su Xing's mind.

"Is it... seizing the body?"

It should be that they are inseparable from each other.

Because even Daluo Jinxian can stay young forever.

But if you live for too long, the twilight energy in your body is inevitable.

Only by seizing the body and combining it with some secret techniques to "relive a new life" can this effect be achieved.

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that the ancestor of Blood River took away a descendant of the dragon clan, and later rebuilt it to the semi-saint realm in just a few hundred thousand years..."

"If the True Dragon Clan discovers this phenomenon, I wonder what will happen?"

Su Xing raised the corners of his mouth, showing a rather playful expression.

It should be noted that the true dragon clan attaches great importance to bloodline. If it is found that the body has been taken away.

With the current power of the dragon clan, even a semi-saint would have a narrow escape from death!

"As long as this news is exposed, it will only be a matter of time before the master of Tianji Pavilion becomes a saint!"

Su Xing looked at Miss Tianji in the distance.

Since he knows this, Miss Tianji should naturally see it.

"It seems that we are preparing to expose this matter at the last moment as a trump card..."

Su Xing thought to himself.

So Su Xing curiously asked Qingfeng Daluo on the side:

"Fellow Taoist Qingfeng, these two forces are competing for the final spot for sainthood. I don't know... how to compete?"

There is only one futon containing Hongmeng purple energy, and there is only one chance of becoming a saint.

So, how will this battle take place?

Su Xing is a little curious...

Is it a martial fight or a civil fight?

Or it may be a competition for qualifications, resources, etc. This is all very particular.

Qingfeng Daluo on the side laughed after hearing this and said:

"Fellow Daoist Su, you have been in seclusion for too long and don't know much about the world!"

"This Hongmeng Purple Qi has its own blessings and spiritual intelligence, and it cannot be persuaded by force..."

"It is often Hongmeng Ziqi who seeks a good master!"

"I heard that Hongmeng Ziqi's recognition of the master seems to be related to qualifications, or is it the hope of becoming a saint?"

"Therefore, each of the two forces will recommend the person who is most promising to become a saint... If anyone is recognized by this purple energy, he will naturally be able to sit on this futon!"

"Otherwise, even if you force yourself to sit on the futon, you will feel like you are sitting on pins and needles and will not get any benefit..."

After hearing this, Su Xing's heart moved. How could this Hongmeng Purple Qi have such an effect?

Is the final act of enlightenment and sainthood just a matter of luck and opportunity?

"Tsk tsk... That's right. If you can cultivate to the saint level, even if your talent is unparalleled in the world, what's more important is your luck and luck..."

After figuring out the rules of the Wen Dao Conference, Su Xing quietly waited for the official opening of the conference in one month.

During this period of time, Su Xing did not waste it, but got to know many "fellow Taoists" in this venue.

Of course, the main purpose of waking up is to strike up a conversation with the Master of Tianji Pavilion.

Before the Dao Dao Conference begins, these thousands of top experts will also exchange their cultivation experiences with each other and exchange and sell treasures.

You know, these are all treasures from ancient times!

Su Xing looked jealous!

Even with Su Xing's worth, he can only be regarded as a "little rich" in this dojo.

There is a wealthy Daluo Jinxian who sells immortal liquid, the amount of which is almost as large as a big river!

It should be noted that this is a fairy liquid as wide as a river!

If in later generations, the total amount of fairy liquid in the entire three thousand worlds would not be this much...

There are even monks who sell precious ores, which can even be used as materials to create the best innate treasures!

The "immortal-killing gourd", an innate treasure conceived by heaven and earth, can kill the Taiyi Golden Immortal even if it is used by the Golden Immortal!

Or maybe it's the billion-year-old Immortal Grass. If a mortal takes one, it will be no problem for him to become an immortal on the spot, and it won't have any side effects!

There are so many treasures like this!

Su Xing was jealous, but with his wealth, he gritted his teeth and exchanged a few treasures.

Su Xing exchanged a piece of innate sword jade, which can help Mo Bingjian advance to the level of the best innate treasure.

A 900-million-year-old Immortal Grass is the main material for refining the Nine Turns Golden Pill!

He also exchanged some immortal liquid for future cultivation needs.

However, after this month of communication, something strange happened to Su Xing.

"The Master of Tianji Pavilion... seems to have lost his memory? In other words, he doesn't know who he is!"

Su Xing frowned and looked at Miss Tianji in the distance.

And Miss Tianji also responded with a kind look...

In the past month, Su Xing has tested Miss Tianji several times, but she seems to have no idea about the so-called "later life".

I also don’t know about the so-called Tianji Pavilion and the calamity of alien races...

And it’s not just Miss Tianji who has this happen!

Even the Blood River Ancestor is like this!

Ancestor Blood River seems to have forgotten his original identity...

Even these two "peerless twins" are not familiar with each other...

"Strange...so strange!"

"What on earth is going on that makes a strong man in the semi-saint realm lose his memory and forget about things outside this time and space!"

"But why haven't I forgotten the things in the outside world?"

After waking up and thinking hard, I could only think of one explanation.

That is, the ninth heaven, or the wonderful influence of this time and space!

Let the so-called outsiders who accidentally enter this time and space forget their original identities!

Forgot about the outside world! Let them truly become the "natives" of this time and space!

Even a semi-saint is no exception!

And combined with what happened three thousand years later.

Su Xing suspects that perhaps after attaining enlightenment and becoming a saint, he will be able to remember things in the outside world.

After all, thousands of years later, the Master of Tianji Pavilion returned to the lower world after becoming a saint, and apparently discovered his original identity.

"But...why can I still remember things from the outside world?"

"Is it because of the Avenue of Time? Or is it the function of the simulator?"

Su Xing shook his head slightly, he didn't know this.

But now only Su Xing knows the truth about this time and space, which is definitely a good thing!

…

While he was waking up and meditating, a faint light emitted from the statue in the center of the dojo.

At the same time, all the Daluo, Semi-Saints, and even Saints in the dojo became quiet...

"Tao, here we come!"

Su Xing took a deep breath and clearly felt that there was an extra ray of charm on the sculpture.

It is time for the supremely powerful being, the being who calls himself "Tao", to appear.

Su Xing held his breath and concentrated, wanting to see what kind of existence this so-called Tao was?

From above the sculpture, bursts of grand sound from the avenue came like bells and thunder, covering the entire Zhoushan Mountain.

"I am the Tao. I was born in heaven and earth. After experiencing the world, I want to create the Tao of saints. Those who achieve the Tao can realize the Tao and become a saint..."

"All living beings in the world, including those with intelligence and wisdom, can come and listen. If you understand something...it is a blessing to be enlightened!"

"My lectures will last for a thousand years, and this is the last time..."

"The so-called Tao creates one, creates two..."

As the being who claimed to be Tao began to impart the Dharma, the loud sound of the Tao sounded like it was magical.

The nine saints closest to him soon became intoxicated and began to comprehend this great path.

At this moment, in the dojo, the monks from all sides behaved differently.

Those with excellent qualifications have gradually become better and begin to gradually understand the voice of preaching.

There are also people with mediocre qualifications who are scratching their heads and thinking hard, but they can't figure it out and can't fall into enlightenment...

And obviously, the closer you are to the sculpture, the faster you can understand the transmitted sound!

Su Xing's current position is in the middle of the dojo, neither near the front nor the Queen Mother.

This matches his current strength and status.

In front of him, Qingfeng and Zhenhuo, the two Great Luo Jinxian, had already fallen into the enlightenment of the great road. They were so mesmerized that the Tao Yun manifested around them, and they were obviously in a state of enlightenment.

"Tsk, tsk, innate beings are able to travel unimpeded on their own path... what a unique advantage!"

Su Xing sighed secretly in his heart.

Later, Su Xing also tried to digest the voice transmitted by the Taoist.

There is nothing mysterious about its content.

It is just what he has seen and heard since the birth of Tao, and his understanding of Tao after traveling throughout the world...

If these words were spoken by an ordinary monk, they would probably be of little use...

But since it comes from the mouth of the Tao, three more elements of the Tao have been added.

Su Xing first tried to understand the majestic sound of the avenue, and then frowned slightly.

"It's strange. It's clear that there is Tao Yuan and Heavenly Principle contained in it, but why can't I understand it..."

Su Xing's face looked a little ugly, looking at the mediocre people around him who were scratching their heads.

I was speechless for a moment, and said with a strange expression:

"My qualifications and understanding are really that bad?"

Su Xing remained silent. Based on his understanding, he would only be regarded as a middle-aged man in future generations.

Without the blessing of various resources and talents, the seventh realm of the Great Dao may not be comprehended until death.

And the qualifications of the cultivators of later generations are probably not as good as those of this era.

It is not that the later generations are not as good as the ancients.

After all, the later generations have countless years of inheritance, powerful magical skills, and even more refined skills, which greatly make up for these.

It’s just that in this era, the world was born not long ago, and it is an era of wild growth in the world of immortal cultivation.

It can be said that there are geniuses everywhere, and the creatures born are all the essence of heaven and earth.

These creatures can practice to the Golden Immortal of Daluo, and their qualifications can be imagined.

Even among the human race of this era, there are many cultivators with super spiritual roots and heavenly spiritual roots.

After all, the world was born not long ago, and the aura of the blessed heaven and earth is the most vigorous, and the heaven and earth are willing to let everyone in the world be like a dragon.

In later times, the world has been around for many years, and no one is as powerful as in this era...

"Tsk tsk, it seems that my understanding is even worse than that of the mediocre people in this era!"

"But it's okay... I have a cheat!"

As he said that, Su Xing took out a Wen Dao Pill and swallowed it.