I picked up a ripe and plump fruit and put it in my mouth, chewed it, and it was sweet and full of energy. The aura of this exquisite fruit made my soul tremble, and I was about to breathe out.

Behind me, a huge phantom appeared.

What kind of strange fruit is Linglong fruit? I don't know where there is a record, but I know from the mouth of the ghost general of Yinshan that there are less than ten Linglong fruits left in heaven and earth, and eating one can make the soul immortal, and eating three is enough to compete with the ghost king, which shows the preciousness of the Linglong fruit. Back then, the Ghost King was seriously ill and didn't have time to take the Linglong Fruit, and Li Xiangyu, the holy son of Longhu Mountain, did not hesitate to break into the Ghost King's treasure warehouse to steal the Linglong Fruit, this Linglong Fruit must not be ordinary.

After my delicate aura entered my body, it spread out within the limbs and bones, and nourished my soul, which was completely different from the chaotic aura, one was to strengthen my body, the other was to strengthen my soul, and I suddenly felt an illusion similar to omnipotence.

I closed my eyes at this point, and I didn't notice that the small rocks around me were floating in the air. It's like floating in the depths of the universe.

The Linglong Fruit can strengthen the divine soul, and naturally it can also enhance my ability in terms of divine consciousness, and I began to meditate and feel everything around me, and my divine consciousness spread out to the surroundings.

I saw the sun shining on my face. The stone floated in the air, and he saw the undefeated Enlightenment Orchid at the door, the low mountains and forests in the distance, and even farther away, a fierce beast like a rhinoceros was gnawing on an antelope.

It was as if the ripples of my enlightenment had been strengthened many times over. You can gain insight into the actions of everything.

I saw the dust in the air, heard the rustle of fallen leaves falling in the cold wind, and the cry of jackdaws in the forest, and the sound was a little lonely, like a bird of the north that wants to fly south in winter.

I meditate on my Word. If someone were standing next to me at this time, they would be frightened by what they saw.

I saw a dazzling white light emanating from my body, and the white light penetrated through my clothes, illuminating the originally dim cave. Behind me, a vague figure stood, and one illusion after another appeared above my head, in which a man stood beside a huge dead tree, with a sea of corpses and bones behind him.

In my meditation, I felt my own way, meditated and experienced, not arrogant or impatient, until the sun rose and the moon set, and then the moon set and the sun rose.

I don't know how long it took to attain enlightenment this time. When I was a child, the master told me that when the ancient philosopher and the holy Buddha were sitting and meditating on the Buddha, they would sit under the Bodhi tree for a few days and nights without eating or drinking.

The master said that he used to meditate and enlighten for the longest time is also a month, but the Taoist ancestor Zhang Daoling once created a record, into the set of a year before waking up, after waking up the body is not bad, although there are not many such people in history, but not nothing, it is rumored that Sakyamuni in the Bodhi tree under the meditation, can also enter the meditation for a year, and all this, are strong people can do.

When I opened my eyes, the scene in front of me seemed to be different from what I had seen before, clearer, and more than ever before, I felt a sense of control in harmony with the Tao, and everything moved in rhythm with my breath.

I got up and went out, just a little hungry, and the orchid at the door was still there. I remember the last time I saw the tree in front of the door, there were still some half-yellow leaves, and now the tree is so depressed that there are only a few dead leaves.

Presumably, it took at least half a month for me to enter the meditation not long ago, and the cold outside was even colder, so I didn't worry about the Daozun Order at this time. We walked for so long to reach the end of Yinshan Mountain, and we were in a desperate situation. The ghost valley is claimed to be in and out, let alone how many people will die. Take the Taiba in your mouth.

Zhang Tianzong was the most likely person of the younger generation of disciples to receive the Dao Venerable Order, but Dasha, Song Gang, and Little Wolf King were all outside, and they would definitely stop it. A person like Zhang Tianzong must not become a Daozun, otherwise he may do some extreme things for his own purposes, he and Zhang Tianyi's skills in showing off are the same, one can pretend to be better than the other, if I didn't look back when I entered the door of death, it would be impossible to find out that he was a hypocrite.

Among the three of the little wolf king, Song Gang and Dasha, the little wolf king has a dissolute personality, dares to love and hate, yearns for freedom, he does not compete for the heart of the Daozun Order, and Song Gang cultivates Buddhism, he is not interested in the Daozun Order, only Dasha is mature and steady, and can take on this heavy responsibility.

I don't know how long it has been outside, and whether the battle for the Daozun order has started at this time, if Dasha can become a Daozun, to be honest, I, the boss, am really happy for him in my heart. He was seven years older than me, and when I was only seven years old, he was fourteen, and I was short and sickly, but he was as strong as a cow, and in normal times, except for my grandfather, who would carry me on his shoulders, and when my grandfather was away, sometimes I was so sick that I couldn't run, and Dasha would carry me on his shoulders, just like my own brother.

And although Dasha is not our Taiyinguan's protégé, but after all, he studied under the master, and it was the master who taught him martial arts and Taoism, and it would be great if he could become a Taoist Venerable.

I hope that the name Wang Ming can spread all over Kyushu, so that everyone in the world will respect the Xuanmen disciples, just like they admire my master Wu Zhenqing.

I closed my eyes in the bitter cold wind, my right hand stretched out, and I quietly felt the cold wind pass through my fingers, and I could see many things in the wind that ordinary people could not see, and I looked in a certain direction, where there seemed to be a goshawk hunting, and a dying fawn under its talons.

I walked towards the goshawk, and when it tore a fawn apart, it stared at me with sharp eyes and immediately pounced on me, but it was halfway through the flight and suddenly flapped its wings wildly, and wanted to stop like a ghost.

The goshawk fell to the ground, and the nerves were completely shattered by my sense. I roasted the goshawk in the same way, and then traveled a long way to find a way out of the world of death.

I ran through this frozen land for a day and a night, and I didn't see anyone, and I didn't see the end.

Isn't this a small space, but another world?

After walking for half a day, I saw a very large lake, around the lake, I saw a wooden plank road fence, I was a little happy to see this fence, this is artificial, there must be people around.

By the time I found a hut nearby, it had been blown down by the wind and rain, and in front of it there was a ruined garden with a fence clearly visible.

I looked around the hut for a while, and saw a bed of earth that had been crushed by the roof of the hut, and beside the bed there was an earthen stove, which seemed to have been made out of clay by the people who used to live here.

As I was about to leave, I found a stone slab covered with thatch and mud at the head of the earthen bed, and a few words were engraved on the slate: "Death Door, No Way Out."

I should have been scared when I saw this, but I didn't know why I was so calm at the moment, as if I saw this person say I had breakfast.

I didn't look for a way out of the world of death, but I returned to the cave the same way, and when I saw the still delicate and beautiful Enlightenment Orchid at the entrance of the cave, my mind became more peaceful.

I continued to enter the Dao of Cultivation, and the Dao Qi on my body became more and more refined and majestic, and the Dao Qi was attached to the chaotic Qi, which was thick and powerful.

Suddenly, one day, I felt a figure coming from a distance, and the figure walked within the range of the fragrance of the Enlightenment Orchid, and suddenly quickened its pace, as if it smelled the fragrance of the Enlightenment Orchid.

This person is none other than Nangong Yu, the holy son of the Five Thunder Immortal Mountain.

When Nangong Yu walked to the entrance of the cave, he looked at the cave vigilantly, he didn't see me sitting in the shadow of the cave, his mind was fluctuating, and it seemed that he could also use his divine sense to check the surrounding movements, but his divine sense was too weak, and he didn't find me when he swept past me.