For thousands of years, people all over the world have heard a legend that there is a true dragon from the fairy world in this world, which enters the sea as a mirage, and I don't know where it is hidden. Or a Jiazi, or hundreds of years, whenever the opportunity came, he would spit out a mirage temple that only the power of the Transformation Stage had the strength to enter.

This temple has been in existence for a very short time, and its location is even more unpredictable, but if anyone is favored by the god of luck, not only will they arrive in time, but they will be able to enter the top floor of the temple after many tests, and they will be able to obtain great benefits immediately, and it is even possible to bypass the heavenly tribulation and directly become a true immortal, so as to live with heaven and earth.

This secret was accidentally discovered by Shang Dumping, the first person to transform into a god thousands of years ago, when he gave up the opportunity to live forever and asked the temple for a major event that had a profound impact on the cultivation realm, and since then, the Mirage Temple has also been known to the world.

But among all living beings, how many people can have the opportunity to embark on the path of cultivating the truth, and among them, there are even fewer who can cultivate to the stage of transforming into gods. Therefore, the monks of the major sects have always heard that whoever is powerful has also fallen, and they have never heard of any lucky person who can enter the temple in the footsteps of the merchant and ascend to the sky in one step.

But on this day, the Mirage Temple briefly appeared in the depths of the Endless Sea, but it rarely welcomed a young monk.

The white mist lingered, and the most important door of the temple was in front of him, and he staggered closer, stretched out his hand to push, and thought in a trance: "No one knows that this door is still vermilion." ”

The vermilion door opened silently with a slight push, and the bone-soaked coolness came to his face, like a lingering drizzle enveloping his whole person.

The monk's mind was clear, now his primordial spirit was separated from his body, and it was his primordial god incarnation who entered this temple, so this fog only made him feel a chill all over his body.

But he knew that the Dao had to speed up, and if the fog was so thick that he couldn't even see clearly, he would probably dissipate with the temple in an instant.

He forced the amazement and panic in his heart and walked towards the temple.

The white mist had thickened, and it had gradually submerged his transformed feet. There was a faint light in front of him that pierced through the white mist, attracting him to walk over, it was a fairy treasure suspended in mid-air.

He stretched out his hand, and the immortal treasure jumped lightly in the air, and a message directly hit his mind: "The pride of the sky, it has gone through a lot of tribulations again, not bad, not bad." Three chances, hehe, but I don't think you have to choose anymore, there is not much time left, take this 'positive fruit' and send you out of here." ”

"'Positive fruit'?"

"Yes, this is already the most suitable for you, make good use of it, it can increase your cultivation for hundreds of years, and protect your primordial spirit from being immortal when you cross the tribulation. Don't be too greedy, the other two won't be better than this one. ”

“…… Thanks a lot. But I want to look at it again, this is really not what I want now. ”

"Don't want it? So what did you do when you risked your life to come here? Hum! ”

"I'm sorry. I had thought about this when I came, but ......" He stopped talking, because the alien consciousness in his mind had abandoned him in an instant after a "snort".

The "positive fruit" that had been dreamed of by the great power of the Transformation Stage disappeared, and was replaced by an emerald elixir, he put his hand on it, and this time nothing came to his mind to communicate with him, he only felt that this elixir was for life-sustaining.

If a disciple who cultivates Qi can't build a foundation, he can't live more than two hundred years old, and if he succeeds in building a foundation, he will add a hundred years of longevity, and when he arrives at the end of the day, he can live another two or three hundred years, he is now in the period of transforming into a god, and the god will also die of old age, I haven't heard of a god who can live more than two thousand years old, although two thousand years old is still far away for him, but the step of turning a god into a true immortal is more difficult than everything he has experienced before, and the life continuation pill in the temple is extraordinary, Maybe he can live for hundreds or thousands of years more, and more importantly, he can find the temple this time, become an old immortal, and maybe he can enter here next time.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he struggled several times in his heart, but a kind of exhaustion that penetrated deep into the bone marrow suddenly came up, he suddenly withdrew his palm, and thought to himself: "Forget it, why wait for a few hundred more years, if not, I will stay here and dissipate with the temple." ”

The white mist had gradually submerged in his chest, perhaps because there was not much time left, this life-sustaining elixir quickly disappeared, and the last choice gradually took shape and appeared in front of him.

It's a drop of water, and there's nothing special to see other than crystal clear. This made him a little disappointed in his desperate bet. He sighed and brought his palm closer to him, huh? His eyes widened suddenly, and his face showed an incredible look, and it was difficult to recover the water, but this was actually a drop of "covered water".

The white mist gradually came to his eyes, he didn't have time to think about it, took a step forward, opened his mouth and sucked the drop of "covered water" into his mouth, he was the incarnation of the Yuan Shen at this time, so he did not want to swallow the "covered water" in his stomach, but to merge it with his own Yuan Shen.

I don't know how long this drop of "covered water" will turn back time, will it be a hundred years, two hundred years? His heart was sour, and the heavens were pitiful, this trip to the Mirage Temple was not in vain, although he could not condense and resurrect the primordial spirit that had dissipated in heaven and earth at this moment, he could let himself go back to the past and start over.

He stood stupidly, the hundreds of years of past from his childhood to the present flashed in his heart, and suddenly he was a little uneasy, the god of "covered water" was unheard of, I don't know when he would be called back? If it is only for a moment and a half, but it is just another heart-wrenching parting between life and death, then he might as well be gone. If he can go back to the time when he first married the first baby, he can relive the most fearless and wanton time in his life, he should cherish it, although the immortal cultivation journey is full of thorn traps, but with the protection of him, the person who has lived once, he must always make that person live faster than before,...... Until they both stepped into the gods, and then, did he have enough strength to change the outcome in front of him?

The fog in front of him was getting thicker and thicker, but strangely, he and the temple did not dissipate for a long time.

The Yuan Shen gradually couldn't condense, he simply lay down on the ground slowly, thinking wildly in his heart: "In this case, why don't you let me go back to before building the foundation, try the Dao Demon Fellow Practitioner, maybe she will die quietly, she won't even remember that there is such a person as me in the world, but I feel that there is a foundation for so many years, and there is always a little bit of success, but then I may be able to hide it from others, but I can't hide it from myself, I have become a monster, a monster." Alas, so be it, as long as she can live, she doesn't know me, naturally she won't know each other, fall in love, she will always meet someone else......"

It was getting dark, and he couldn't see anything else, I don't know whether it was the sadness in his heart or the coldness of the place, so that he felt in a trance that he had achieved what he wanted, and returned to the dark and lonely youth, where he lay quietly, closed his eyes, and a tear oozed out of the corner of his eye.