For three hundred years, he has tried almost all methods, but he still can't break through to become an immortal, and he has never been able to get rid of aging and loss of longevity.

In this world where cultivation is the mainstream, the Tao is full of energy, and constantly improving the cultivation realm is almost everyone's goal and direction.

Seeing that the other monks had been improving, he stopped at the starting point, and the white-haired old man felt a deep sense of envy.

Although he has stood at the top of the world and is respected by the world, when he reaches this realm, he has long let go of worldly desires, fame, fortune, and power, and the ultimate pursuit is the Tao, the ultimate way.

The cultivation realm was a depressed color in his eyes, full of dead air, and there was no way out, this was the difference he saw from other monks, and this feeling was believed that no one could understand.

In the past three hundred years, he has traveled to all the Dao mansions, ancient tombs, ruins, and even the ruined Outer Heaven, but he has never been able to find an opportunity and method to break through.

After more than 90,000 years of cultivation, he began to wonder if he had reached the limit of this firmament and had no way forward at all.

In the past three hundred years, he has continuously visited the Jedi Wonderland, collected countless anti-heaven medicines, and refined them into no less than a thousand kinds of supreme elixirs, but he still can't break through the solid barrier in front of the realm.

In the past three hundred years, he has devoted himself to cultivating the Dao Technique, creating dozens of immortal methods, each of which is enough for a monk to crisscross the world, and his Dao method is simple, easy and strong. However, for the old man, these are just icing on the cake, and they cannot make him transcend and sublimate, and in the end they are all empty.

The old man began to slowly get lost in the silent world, wandering the cultivation realm without purpose, letting his body wander and wander without direction, like a walking corpse, unconscious. Another fifty years have passed, and he has appeared in almost every corner of the cultivation world.

Sometimes it floats on the water like a dead body, from the river to the river, from the river to the sea, drifting through the mountains and rivers, and drifting through the spring and autumn for several years.

Sometimes buried deep in the earth, buried in the ancient tombs, often encounter treasure hunters and tomb seekers, which makes them frightened. His repeated disappearance and appearance in the major tombs drove those who visited the tombs crazy, and no one dared to go down to the tombs for a long time.

Sometimes it is nailed to a high altitude, the five bodies droop, and it does not move for several years, and it moves again in a few years. The area where he was located was turned into a forbidden place, and no one dared to approach or fly by, but they all took a detour from afar, for fear that he would kill himself by mistake with a random move, such as a sneeze or something.

When many monks saw the old man's state over the years, they were moved by emotion and could not help crying, he was the supreme in the world! A sense of sadness arose from their hearts, and they couldn't help but ask themselves, will my future be like the Supreme in the end?

In the deep mountains, an old man and a young man walked on each other, the old man was weak, and he carried a large bundle of firewood, the little boy was very innocent, there was a kind of perseverance in his eyes, and he also held two pieces of wood in his hands.

The little boy looked around innocently, with a new attitude towards everything he saw, when suddenly his gaze stopped in one direction, and his eyes gradually enlarged.

"Grandpa, there seems to be a dead man on the ground over there. ”

The two walked cautiously.

The little boy's grandfather probed and found that the old man on the ground had no breath, and he was indeed dead.

"Grandpa, the old man on the ground is so pitiful, no one cares if he dies in the mountains, let's bury him. ”

"Good boy, grandpa is already old and frail, and he doesn't have much strength to bury this old man, why don't we find a low-lying place and get some dead branches, dead leaves, and pine feathers to cover him?"

The little boy tilted his head and thought about it for a while, and finally seemed to figure it out: "Okay, I hope the old man doesn't blame us." ”

"Remember, child, do everything with your heart and a clear conscience, and no one can blame you. ”

"Grandpa, I made a note of it. ”

The two moved the old man to a nearby low pit, covered it, and then descended the mountain along the road.

In a pile of dead leaves, the white-haired old man is still lifeless, but there is a virtual image in his realm, and an old man and a young man slowly descend the mountain in the picture.

"The newborn have not yet been enlightened, and they are hidden in the womb, so they are weak and can't help the wind; The old man spoke in the dark.

"If the two have the same appearance and different names, they are of the same origin and ancestry, born in one place, and returned to the same place. For countless years of self-cultivation, I only know that I am born from something, but I don't know that there is still something out of nothing. ”

"In the most ordinary life, there is a great enlightenment, I used to stand too high and deviate from the road!"

The white-haired old man stood up from the dead leaves, his hair turned from white to black, his skin turned from shriveled to full, and in an instant he became a child of four or five years old.

He hid all the states of existence, started from the beginning, and went out of nothing to seek the root of the deepest avenue.

A hundred years passed in a blink of an eye, and he entered the village from the mountain, from the village to the town, from the town to the city, and from the city to nature. From young to strong, and then to decline, but always without losing the state of nothingness, to understand nothing, give birth to the road of immortality, and break the thick bottleneck that has been blocking the front.

The old man stood on top of the peerless sky, looking down on the world, and the milky white qi rushed in the dark sky, all of which penetrated into his body, and the whole person became young again. Huanyu trembled, a crack broke out of the sky above, and Ye Zhaoming's body slowly disappeared into this world.

On the carved platform, Ye Zhaoming's figure appeared from the space, how similar the scene, wasn't it the same when he came out of Dinggu.

He felt a lot of emotion in his heart, life was like a dream, everything was empty when he woke up, and the only thing that could survive was the Tao in his heart. At this point, his heart of cultivation is unprecedentedly firm, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, he will never take half a step back, since he can't enter the cultivation of the True Immortal Gate, then travel into the vast expanse, seeking the fate of the avenue.

After going through the Medicine Mountain and Shantideva, his state of mind became more and more plain and natural, and the fewer things could cause great fluctuations in his heart, and he realized the mentality of the strongest in Shantideva, which further stimulated the supreme heart in his body. The realm of consciousness is further compressed towards the center, and the fibrous streamer in it is larger and brighter than before, accompanied by different colors, and there is no less than one, which can be described as mysterious.

Ye Zhaoming stepped directly on the fourth bluestone staircase, lacking a little curiosity about the surrounding scenery, and as soon as he walked up the stairs, he felt a little strange.

On the fourth staircase, there was a sudden burst of strength, which was infused on his whole body, and suddenly it was more difficult to walk than usual, and the more he walked, the greater the pressure on his body. When he walked half the distance of the stairs, Ye Zhaoming could no longer lift his feet, just one step ahead, his strength increased sharply, and he could almost overwhelm a thousand people.