How can I become an immortal just by playing a game?

A few days later.

Tiangui Gate, in the main hall.

Master has become the Nascent Soul, and many disciples have begun to have some sense of expectation in the past two days.

At the same time, they gathered together to start planning the ‘god transformation plan’.

As Ye Fan, who is most promising to become a god, has naturally become the focus of discussion among several people.

"Where's Junior Sister Zhou?"

Ye Cheng looked around and found someone missing.

Those present, except for Leng Wuqing who went to other realms of cultivating immortals to inquire about information, basically all have their own important tasks in the sect.

"Junior Sister Zhou said a few days ago that she wanted to see Master alone for advice on how to fight," Zhao Yan said.

On weekdays, she and Zhou Huanger were very close, and they practiced at the same cave peak.

"Just her?" Ye Fan in the middle said in surprise, "Junior Sister Zhou was pretty good back then. Now she is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. How dare she go to Master for advice on fighting?"

"Even if I try my best, I can only touch the corner of Master's clothes... I'm afraid she can't even get close."

As the only one who fought with his master, Ye Fan was still a bit arrogant among the many disciples.

After that day of fighting, he spent a few days recalling it, pondering every detail.

Not even a stick of incense was spent during the fighting.

But when I think about it, the more I think about it, the more terrible it becomes.

"Junior Sister Zhou has many magic weapons, so I'm not sure..." Wang Tianle thought for a moment, "You don't bother to use magic weapons, and you haven't even used the painting halberd. That weapon ghost of yours has become a Nascent Soul, and it can be used to fight. Bar?"

"No, no, no..." Ye Fan shook his head and said, "Once my fighting body is opened, my physical body is the strongest. And after the fighting body is opened, the soldiers are also in my body, integrated with my arms, and every part of my body is They are all weapons. You have never seen them before..."

Disciples, you look at me and I look at you.

Okay, you kid, just hide it and pinch it, right?

"Besides, there are so many magical weapons that are useless." Ye Fan said, "Based on my experience in fighting with Master, even if there are hundreds of magical weapons, they can't get close to me. How can I put it..."

"Master's spiritual consciousness is too strong. As a result, any movement I make, not even the flow of mana, or the subtle changes in my body, can completely escape his perception."

"There's no way to start."

"So, no matter how many magical weapons you have, unless you directly self-destruct..." Ye Fan vowed, "Otherwise, there is no chance at all. But I ask you for advice, how can you use a fourth-level magical weapon to self-destruct? Junior Sister Zhou is too wasteful."

"So, there is no need to ask Master for advice on how to fight. It's just to make you feel uncomfortable."

The disciples nodded slightly, thinking it made sense.

At this time.

Just then Zhou Huanger appeared.

She walked into the hall, her fair and beautiful cheeks exuding a faint glow at the moment, and her whole body seemed to be covered with a light golden halo, as if she had entered some special realm.

"That's you, not me!" Zhou Huang'er walked in, raising her plump chin, full of arrogance.

"Oh?" Ye Fan turned around and smiled, "Is it possible that Junior Sister Zhou also has a hidden hand? Could it be that you touched the corner of Master's clothes?"

Zhou Huanger didn't answer.

Touching the corner of clothes is nothing.

I have touched everyone.

snort.

If it weren't for Master's reputation, you would have called me Master's Wife now!

We are not of the same generation anymore!

"You can ask Master." Zhou Huanger's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, "In addition, I have been blessed recently and have mastered an ancient immortal method. I plan to retreat for a while and break through. Next time, brothers and sisters, you will see me again."

"I should have become a god!"

When the disciples heard this, they were immediately shocked.

At first, everyone was pretty much the same, but you suddenly said you wanted to become a god?

How do you change?

Who helps you?

"Of course, it may not be successful." Zhou Huang'er added.

"Junior sister Zhou, the matter of transforming into a god is very important..." Ye Cheng frowned and said, "Why don't you talk to us in detail? We can't help you with this..."

Need not.

Master has already helped me.

Zhou Huanger looked at the many disciples, like a child who had secretly eaten the cake, and couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

"Who said you have to rely on others to become a god?" Zhou Huang'er chuckled, "Can't I rely on myself? Among the many disciples of Master at the time, I had the best spiritual roots and qualifications. Isn't this true?"

"I can transform into a god on my own, so there's nothing wrong with it, right?"

Many disciples nodded. In fact, if the God Transformation could really rely on itself, it would definitely be a good thing.

that is…

Zhao Yan looked at Zhou Huang'er and vaguely guessed something.

After some discussion, the disciples dispersed.

"Junior Sister Zhou...did Master help you?" Zhao Yan walked to Zhou Huang'er and said through a message.

"Huh?" Zhou Huang'er said, "Why do you think Master helped me?"

"Because if you want to be able to transform into a god, you would have transformed into a god a long time ago, and you won't be here now..." Zhao Yan said, "I just came back from the master, and I went to see the master for some advice on how to fight. Did you get something from the master? benefit?"

You are smart.

Zhou Huanger rolled her eyes at Zhao Yan.

"Yes, I did get benefits." Zhou Huang'er admitted openly, and added by the way, "It's a huge benefit."

"That's right." Zhao Yan nodded, "I don't think any of the other brothers believe that you can become a god on your own."

"..." Zhou Huang'er.

"What's the benefit?" Zhao Yan suddenly asked, "Did Master teach you any other methods?"

"You want to know?" Zhou Huanger's eyes were crooked, "You can go and ask Master yourself. You also know that Master will never favor us disciples. The law cannot be passed on to others. If you want to know, ask yourself! "

"Otherwise, you can go to Master for advice."

"Speaking of swordsmanship, Master should be good at it."

"Think about it, Master's confidantes are all sword immortals." Zhou Huang'er said, "You have forgotten that your Xiantian Wuji Sword Sutra is from the same lineage as that of the little sword immortal. You might as well ask. Ask Master for more advice."

Zhao Yan thought for a while and seemed to be struggling.

"Forget it..." Zhao Yan shook his head gently, "I still want to rely on myself..."

"Oh..." Zhou Huanger thought for a while, "By the way, do you still remember the sword of the Moon Sword Immortal? Isn't that sword kept with you? Why don't you take this opportunity to show it to the master and ask about it. "

"Well..." Zhao Yan remembered this, "I forgot about it..."

After saying that, she immediately flew away.

Zhou Huanger looked at Zhao Yan's back and showed a treacherous smile:

"Perverted Master...you are so capable of tormenting your disciples. When you see this sword, I wonder if you will have any thoughts..."

When she thought of those days, all the bones in her body seemed to become a little softer.

——

"There is no way to teach!"

In the cave, Makino sighed softly.

This traitor has no dignity whatsoever.

Not afraid of anything.

The only time you can surrender is when your beautiful eyes turn white, and you are willing to say soft words for mercy.

Of course, Makino is still happy to be able to help his disciples transform into gods.

After practice, at least Zhou Huanger did not lie to herself.

Not only that, he also received a very pure imperial luck.

That golden ray of luck surrounded the divine infant, adding a bit of majesty to it.

As for its use, Zhou Huanger said she didn't know.

According to the Longting Neijing, this ray of imperial energy can help monks realize a special innate magical power.

But the prerequisite is that you have to cultivate from Jindan to Nascent Soul.

Later, after improvements, it became available as long as you practice cultivation.

As for the cultivation mana, Makino absorbed some.

But the Nascent Soul mana sea formed by the promotion of the Nine Transformations Golden Pill is so majestic and vast that even those days of dual cultivation may not be even one or two in a thousand.

Speaking of which…

"Zhou Huang'er is the second one..."

Makino thought of Xiang Fei.

The two are actually somewhat similar, but if you compare them carefully, Zhou Huang'er has a hint of rebelliousness.

"Forget it, let's draw from the talent card pool first... and buy a few new games by the way..."

"Don't expect a masterpiece, it's good to try some small games..."

Makino is about to open a game park.

Suddenly a voice came from outside the cave:

"Master, I have something to report."

"Enter."

The door of the cave opened, and Makino walked to the middle hall of the cave, "Xiaoyan, what's the matter?"

Zhao Yan drew out the Qiu Yue Divine Sword, and then briefly told the story of the Moon Sword Immortal coming to Tiangui Gate.

"That's it. The Moon Sword Immortal asked us to hand over this sword to you." Zhao Yan said, "This sword penetrates people and the sword's power is surging. None of them dared to keep it at will. So he gave it to me and has been keeping it for a long time. I will keep it for you."

Zhao Yan opened the sword coffin, and the blue sword light flashed away, and Makino saw the long-lost divine sword.

What are you giving me the sword for?

Makino was surprised.

What's the meaning?

Logically speaking, this sword is the natal magic weapon of Luo Jianshou. It has been cultivated for hundreds of years. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is related to his life.

Does leaving it to me mean...let it go...

Luo Jianshou's cold and charming cheeks and sharp eyes suddenly appeared in Makino's mind.

It shouldn't be possible.

"Okay, I'll accept it." Makino nodded.

If it were before, he would definitely not dare to take it casually.

Now with his own strength... Makino lightly reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword, completely ignoring the majestic sword intent coming from the divine sword.

Easy to handle.

'Your divine sword is just like this in my hand...'

Makino played with it for a while, and could feel the sword sounds and tremors coming from the Qiuyue Divine Sword.

Then it was put into the sword coffin and stored in the storage ring.

"Xiao Yan, is there anything else?" Makino looked at Zhao Yan and then asked.

Zhao Yan was silent for a moment and said:

"Disciple would like to ask Master for some advice."

"?" Makino.

He raised his head and looked at the latter with some confusion.

You, a swordsman genius with a red talent, need my guidance?

Don't be ridiculous, your master and I don't have red talent.

In terms of kendo, if it weren't for Gan Yu, Master, I would be far inferior to you.

In terms of understanding of the way of the sword, Master, I cannot compare to you.

Although Xuanyin Sword Jue has been practiced to a very high level, it is all special.

"This..." Makino hesitated, "Xiao Yan, what's your bottleneck in swordsmanship? What you practice now is your own creation, right? How should I give you guidance as a teacher?"

Among the several disciples, only Zhao Yan started his own practice after establishing the foundation.

He can still cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage. There is a saying that Makino feels that he is not worthy to be the other party's master many times.

These days, those who can create their own techniques and practice to the Nascent Soul are truly peerless geniuses.

Compared to Ye Fan, Zhao Yan may have a little worse luck.

"Um."

Zhao Yan said, "I just want to be like Junior Sister Zhou and have a battle with Master. Maybe I can gain some insights."

"?" Makino.

Makino suddenly broke into a cold sweat.

This traitor went outside to be complacent again, right?

Muye didn't need to think about it, he knew it must be Zhou Huang'er, the traitor who instigated it.

"Forget about fighting." Makino coughed, "Let's talk about swordsmanship."

"good!"

So, the two masters and apprentices really spent the whole night talking about kendo.

after.

Makino roughly understood where this disciple was stuck.

Zhao Yan used the Wuji Sword Sutra as the foundation and realized the Zhou Tian Sword Dao by himself. During the golden elixir, he condensed an extraordinary sword elixir in his body.

Similar to golden elixir.

It's just that the sword power of this sword elixir is too strong, and the sword babies conceived on this basis have many problems.

Zhou Tian Sword Dao, the so-called Zhou Tian moves around, endlessly.

This swordsmanship emphasizes reaching the ultimate level of swordsmanship, returning to nature, just like the movement of the sky, and finally returns to the ordinary, and then becomes a whole in the ordinary state, and once again ascends to the level of talent.

Roughly speaking, it keeps jumping back and forth between peaks and troughs.

When at the lowest point, his swordsmanship is restrained and deep, condensed but not developed, nourished but not exposed.

When it reaches its peak, its sharp edge is revealed, and one sword can cut through everything. By alternating between extremely weak and extremely strong, it can also maintain the balance in the body.

After all, sword cultivators can easily cause great harm to themselves.

If the sword intention is too strong, it will always cause unimaginable harm to oneself if it is kept in the body and kept warm.

Sword cultivators in the world of immortality, without considering other factors, tend to have a much shorter lifespan than other cultivators at the same level.

The stronger the swordsmanship, the lower the longevity.

The sword of a swordsman can hurt others.

Makino understands this.

The Zhou Tian Sword Dao that Zhao Yan understood in this way has a royal flavor.

It's not that extreme. When it's strong, it's against the will of heaven, but when it's weak, it's smooth.

The only drawback is that it was self-created, and Zhao Yan doesn’t know what to do next.

She is currently in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but the Sword Infant can actually temporarily leave the body.

When the Nascent Soul leaves the body, it becomes the spirit.

In other words, if Zhao Yan's swordsmanship reached its peak, he would already have half a foot in the stage of becoming a god.

At this time, even Ye Fan dared not say that he could beat Zhao Yan.

But when there are peaks, there are troughs. When the troughs come, Jianying is restrained, just like an ordinary monk.

This time comes again and again, it has been like this for many years, but it is no longer difficult to get out.

Makino muttered:

"Spring goes and autumn comes, the past declines and the present prospers, the reincarnation of life and death...my current time is the past and the past...this is the ultimate principle. If you can cultivate Zhoutian Sword Dao to Yuanying, you are already a genius."

"If you can take a step forward..."

Then I don’t know how to become a god.

I am afraid that I can understand the true path of immortal swordsmanship and understand the great path from it.

"In Master's opinion..." Makino thought for a while, "You have been obsessed with swordsmanship for so many years, why not..."

Upon receiving this, Makino paused.

Zhao Yan immediately perked up his ears.

"Why don't you give up?" Makino said slowly, "Let go of this way, go to the outside world to see, walk around, and experience more. If you can see all kinds of things in this world, see the birth, old age, illness and death of mortals, see The decline and replacement of monks, looking at the decay of the sea and the decay of the rocks... we should have some understanding."

"You were just a mortal back then, but you didn't experience much when you were cultivating immortality..."

"After I stepped into the way of swordsmanship, I became even more obsessed with it, without any distractions..."

"Why don't you put it down now and go see this world of mortals?"

"When the dust settles, this week and the next day, the swordsmanship in your heart may be yours."

Zhao Yan was slightly startled, as if he had some realization.

She was silent for a long time, then bowed her head and said goodbye.

Makino watched Zhao Yan leave and felt a little relieved.

‘No one should be able to disturb me now. ’

——

At the same time, the boundless sea.

In the dark, there seems to be a bright divine light that shoots straight into the sky somewhere in the boundless sea, turning into colorful divine light that never dissipates.

Countless monks looked up eagerly and were stunned when they saw such a vision.

Under that divine light, a huge divine thought passed by like a strong wind, seeming to sweep through every corner.

In an instant, the monks' hearts were beating fast, as if they were about to fly out.

Because, there is probably only one person in the boundless sea who can cause such a phenomenon...