The cycle of life and death, joys and sorrows, is an inescapable fate for human beings, and it is also the eternal way of heaven.

A person wants to escape from the way of heaven, jump out of the fate of reincarnation, be immortal, omnipotent, free all day long, carefree, only turn into a god!

And the reason why the Heavenly Dao lasts forever lies in the checks and balances, cultivating immortals and immortals is the ability to seize the creation and transformation, and if you go against the Heavenly Dao, you will naturally be tested by the Heavenly Tribulation, making the road to ascension extremely difficult.

Throughout the ages, there are very few people who can ascend to the immortal realm with the cultivation of one person.

Chu Pingling stood on top of the nine-story tower, looking at the dark clouds outside, the sky was dark, no one could have imagined that it was noon at this time, but it was far darker than any dark night, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of worry.

"Master, are you going to look for Thunder Split today?"

An old servant with a brown teapot on his back climbed to the top of the tower, but he was not panting, and there was still some strength in his voice.

"Lao Wang, how did you climb up, in case you fall, where can you stand your old body bones, go down quickly, the thunder will loom immediately, and it will be too late if you don't leave." Chu Pingling frowned, took the teapot from the old servant's hand, and urged him to go downstairs.

But the old servant was not in a hurry, on the wooden table at the top of the tower, opened the teacup, took the teapot from his hand, poured a cup of strong tea, and a few pieces of tender green tea leaves spread out and floated up and down in the brown tea. The strong wind blowing on the tower made the grass and trees not quiet, and people couldn't open their eyes.

"Master, drink a cup of tea and moisten your lips, otherwise your lips will dry until they crack. Alas, my old king has served you for more than 100 years, and I am fortunate to have seen you go through two heavenly thunder tribulations, but to no avail, each time you are about to die half a life, and you have lost hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation for no reason! According to me, in this earthly world, you are also a hegemon, dominating the power of life and death of millions of people, and your lifespan, even if you can't live the same life of heaven and earth, and live for hundreds of thousands of years, there is no problem, why do you have to become an immortal?"

This question has always been hidden in the old servant's heart, he knows that he is just an ordinary mortal, if he didn't follow Chu Pingling's side, he wouldn't be able to live to this age, he has always been grateful in his heart, and he can't bear to see his master repeatedly fail in the three heavenly tribulations.

These words were completely from the bottom of his heart, and he sincerely hoped that his master would let go of his obsession and not have to suffer this useless suffering again.

"You are a mortal, of course you will not understand, I am now an earth immortal, and compared to mortals, there is almost no end to life. However, there are no earth immortals in the world, but people like us call ourselves earth immortals for the sake of sound. In the eyes of the above group of immortals, people like me who are not obedient and have entered the six realms of reincarnation are just a group of demons and monsters, and they don't enter the stream at all. ”

Chu Pingling's tone of words was very flat, but anyone could hear it, and it was difficult for him to get rid of the unwilling state of being discriminated against.

Compared with the old servant's age of one hundred and twenty years old, Chu Pingling has already spanned 400,000 years, and in this lonely continent, he has accompanied him all the way, and he no longer knows how many overlords who have dominated the realm in rotation, from drinking blood to prosperity.

He has always been accustomed to hiding in the crowd as an ordinary person, and occasionally pretending to chase the wealth, beauty, incense cart and even power that the world is vying for, but this is not what he really wants.

From the beginning of his birth, he was left behind in the earthly world, without any kind of kind, and could only live between heaven and earth in a lonely attitude.

When he spent tens of thousands of years in solitude, looking at all life, there will be a day when he will pass away, but he does not, then he understands that he does not belong to this world.

But he can't return to the heavenly realm, and he is an outcast of the two worlds.

How unfair it is for the way of heaven to throw him in a place that does not belong to him, like an eagle that spends his life in a flock of chickens with folded wings.

Unwillingly, let him unremittingly cultivate in his endless life, only hoping that one day, he can go through the catastrophe, return to the immortal world that abandoned him, find his life experience, and get everything that belongs to him!

For 400,000 years, he lived on the high mountains all day long, and no matter how windy and sunny, snow, rain, frost, and dew, cold winter and heat, his ambition could not be retreated.

However, although thunder and lightning are common, natural disasters are rare!

For hundreds of thousands of years, there have only been six catastrophes, and each time the catastrophe is so ferocious that it almost destroys the heavens and the earth, and everything escapes.

The demons of the earth realm, not to mention daring to suffer in the tribulation, are especially afraid to dodge.

Only Chu Pingling, every time he encounters a catastrophe, he stands on the peak, holding a thick pillar of dark iron by one person, not only does not hide, but only worries that the sky and thunder will not come.

Six Heavenly Tribulations, nothing was accomplished, but six thousand years of cultivation were lost.

Fortunately, in the last hundred years, Heavenly Court has somehow changed the frequency of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the intensity of the Heavenly Tribulation has also been greatly reduced, in just less than a hundred years, Chu Pingling has suffered two Heavenly Tribulations, although they are still returned, but such frequent Heavenly Tribulations have greatly increased his confidence in successfully ascending.

"In recent days, I have inspected the nearby monsters, inexplicably killed by thunder and lightning, and there is a stench of charred corpses everywhere, and now there is a vision from the sky, the day is as dark as the night, it seems that it is another Haotian catastrophe, I must not miss it!"

Looking at Chu Pingling's resolute look, the old servant shook his head helplessly, sighed, held on to the wooden pole that had been worn off the patent leather, and slowly walked downstairs.

Suddenly, a twisted bolt of light, glowing with dazzling white light, split through the dark canopy and quickly disappeared into the sky again.

The old servant only felt a flash of white light in front of him, and the darkness was gone, so bright that his eyes were almost blind.

Then there was an earth-shattering bang, and a thunderbolt exploded, like a landslide and the ground cracked.

The old servant shuddered, and when he looked back, the tower was empty.

The air was filled with only a scorching smell, like the smell of burnt egg shells.

On the wooden tower, two charred footprints were left and sunk into the floor.

When Chu Pingling opened his eyes again, there was a dazzling light around him, and he had to raise his hand to cover his eyes.

As his eyes adjusted to the light, he looked around and found himself still fainting on top of the tower, covered in wet rain, heavy and clinging to his skin.

"Master, are you awake?" said the old servant, kneeling beside him, with a calm expression, as if he had become accustomed to all this.

It seems to have failed again!

Chu Pingling wanted to sit up, but felt a tingling pain coming from his limbs, and he fell heavily to the ground, like a desperate corpse, lying on his back and staring at the sky with godless eyes.

O God, why are you so unjust!

Ordinary people are born with 500 years of practice, even if they are fox snakes and rat monsters, they can also practice as adults within a thousand years, continue to practice, and within 10,000 years, they will be able to cross the catastrophe and ascend, and become immortals!

Even if the path to ascension is extremely difficult, it will not exceed 100,000 years!

But I've been around for 400,000 years!

On this continent, even a stone, after 400,000 years, may have weathered into dust, but it is still a stubborn stone that cannot be built!

Is it so difficult to cross the tribulation and ascend to the immortals? !

"What a dog's day!" Chu Pingling scolded hatefully.

"Master, why do you always have an obsession with becoming an immortal?" asked the old servant in a vicissitudes of voice.

This was not like an old servant's words, he had never said such a crepe thing.

Chu Pingling glanced at the old servant, and was surprised to find that there was something wrong with his old wrinkled hand, he always remembered that the old servant was a gambler when he was young, and he was once cut off a left index finger, but now his left hand has all five fingers!