Leaving Yan Feiyan, Yan Batian, who was walking on the gravel path, felt an indescribable depression in his heart. There is still a big difference between ordinary mortals and monks. The iron rules between heaven and earth, in the world of cultivating immortals for hundreds of millions of years, countless intelligent and intelligent people have wanted to break it, but no one has ever done so.

The iron law of the immortal cultivation realm that you can't cultivate immortals without spiritual roots is also one of them. Those who thought they were amazing and brilliant had not hesitated to sacrifice their precious cultivation time in a vain attempt to find another way, hoping that ordinary mortals could have incredible monk strength like monks, and there were a few successful cases among them.

But at most, it can only allow ordinary mortals to rely on refining their bodies to strengthen themselves, and based on the aura in the spirit stone, they can create a weapon called a spirit tool for ordinary mortals to use, so as to achieve the effect of a monk's mana urging a spirit weapon or magic weapon. But their strength is the strongest, that is, they can compete with the Jindan stage monks for a long time, and it is impossible to resist the attacks of the Yuan Infant stage monks.

The most fundamental reason for this is that the monk absorbs the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to cultivate himself, and after advancing to the next level, the longevity will increase geometrically, while the longevity of ordinary mortals is not possible.

Being able to live more than 100 years old is already a rare longevity for ordinary mortals, so there is always a saying in the secular world that life is in a hurry for a hundred years.

Monks can break the limit of the life of ordinary mortals. As long as an ordinary mortal with a spiritual root can obtain the immortal cultivation method of the immortal cultivation realm, and cultivate mana to become a Qi cultivation period cultivator, then his lifespan can basically be directly doubled, reaching about two hundred years.

And there are not a few monks who have successfully built the foundation, and there are not a few who have lived past 500 years old, and if there are monks who can get lucky enough to form a Jindan, advance to the middle realm, and become a Jindan monk, then it is not necessarily how difficult it is to live for a thousand years.

If the green smoke on the monk's ancestral tomb had been rising for many years, and he had condensed the Yuan Infant, then he would have 5,000 years to enjoy life.

And the monks who have gone through the shit luck can advance to the god transformation stage have a lifespan of 10,000 years. If a monk cultivates to the upper realm and becomes a monk in the Tribulation Period, as long as he can continue to survive the Heavenly Tribulation, he will theoretically be immortal.

Of course, as long as the Tribulation Period monk successfully survives the Ascension Tribulation and becomes an immortal, then he can truly live with heaven and earth.

Yan Batian, who has completely mastered the memory of the two lives, although he can teach Yan Feiyan that the strength of ordinary mortals is comparable to the body refining techniques of a Jindan period monk, and he can also spend a huge price to tailor a set of spiritual tools for her, but he can't let Yan Feiyan's longevity be extended.

Yan Batian, who was full of thoughts and had a sad face, walked on the gravel path of Yanfu in despair. Turning a corner, a girl's laughter came from the gazebo not far ahead.

The thoughts in his heart were disturbed, Yan Batian frowned slightly, his eyes followed the sound and looked towards the pavilion, only to see a group of smiling girls, pointing at him.

Surrounded by several beautiful girls, a girl with a slightly charming appearance was pursing her lips and smiling, and the charming style on her little face made several young girls beside her feel inferior.

The feeling of standing out from the crowd made the girl's charming face inadvertently show a proud posture.

"That's the young patriarch Yan Batian, the real peerless genius of our Yan family. Just today, in the arena ring, he easily defeated Yan Yangtian, a former genius, in the late stage of qi training, with his cultivation in the early stage of qi training. ”

A crisp voice came from the gazebo, and it was one of the girls who introduced the enchanting and proud girl who was surrounded by her.

Glancing indifferently at this charming girl who had always shown disdain in front of him and ridiculed herself many times, Yan Batian's immature little face flashed a touch of mockery, shook his head gently, and retracted his gaze without hesitation.

On the charming and moving face, there were some seductive eyes, staring at Yan Batian who was getting closer and closer, looking at the shallow arc on his little face that couldn't tell whether it was a ridicule or a smile, Yan Aomei's spirit, and suddenly there was an inexplicable trance.

The sunset sprinkled from the sky, the golden light shone indifferently on the little face, and there was a touch of Yan Batian's body with a somewhat intoxicating and seductive arc hanging from the corner of his mouth, which looked extremely charming.

In front of her, Yan Batian, who had been extremely despised by her, had been confused, and had no learning skills, had subverted everyone's views in just one day, and had become an existence that Yan Aomei, a sixth-layer genius female monk in the Qi cultivation period, looked up to.

Looking at Yan Batian, who was walking slowly and absent-mindedly, Yan Aomei and the others stopped laughing, and their voices gradually weakened.

Several handsome girls who were surrounded by Yan Aomei looked at Yan Batian, who was once considered a prodigal child, with wide eyes, and the expressions on their little faces couldn't tell whether it was worship or something else.

Yan Aomei sat in place, a little entangled in her heart, in the bottom of her heart, in fact, she didn't want to say hello to Yan Batian, who once made her despised. However, now that Yan Batian's aura is covered, the strength shown is shocking, with this development trend, it is very likely to control the entire Yan family in the future, if you don't have a good relationship with him, it is obviously a little unwise.

The curved Ye eyebrows tightened slightly, and then stretched out again, Yan Aomei secretly said helplessly in her heart: "Say hello, no matter what, he can be regarded as his cousin." Don't hold a grudge against yourself!"

didn't know what Yan Aomei was thinking in her heart, Yan Batian walked over with his hands behind his back and a lazy attitude.

Looking at Yan Batian, who was getting closer, Yan Aomei got up and walked out of the pavilion, walked towards Yan Batian, and came to a place not far from Yan Batian. The pretty little face was about to smile, but Yan Batian's actions made the smile that had not yet fully emerged freeze on the charming little face, which looked a little funny.

Yan Batian, who was frowning, walked straight past Yan Aomei without squinting, without showing the slightest nostalgia. It was as if all I had encountered was a passerby.

Looking at Yan Batian's back with her ruddy mouth slightly open, Yan Aomei was a little stunned, with her charming appearance, when had she been treated like this? There was an inexplicable anger in her heart, and she couldn't help shouting: "Cousin Batian." ”

After a slight pause, Yan Batian did not turn around, and his tone was like a conversation between strangers: "Something?"

The flat and unfamiliar tone made De Yan Aomei stunned, shook her head najestically, and a somewhat coquettish tone sounded: "Isn't it okay, can't you talk to your cousin Batian?"

Yan Batian's eyebrows were lightly raised, and the corners of his mouth were more sneering, "I still have to hurry up and cultivate, if it's okay, then I'll be out of company!"

Looking at the back that disappeared at the end of the path, Yan Aomei stomped her little feet with some anger, and frowned with some dissatisfaction, "What's the big deal......