Mortal's Immortal Way of Longevity

In Ye Changsheng's eyes, there is no secret in this so-called road of asking the heart.

A narrow path with a stone gate at the entrance, on which there is some kind of restriction that can detect spiritual roots.

Once a person below the root of the true spirit wants to break in, the restriction will be triggered immediately, and under punishment, they will either die or be injured.

After entering the narrow path, it is a kind of illusion, people tell their own life experience, and the purpose of worshiping the Star Spirit Sect.

These are naturally no problems for Ye Changsheng. After walking through this so-called road of heart-questioning easily, he met an old man in the alchemy stage, asked him some questions, and tested his bone age. He successfully joined the Star Spirit Sect.

Of course, it's still just the outer door.

Only a monk in the alchemy period can become an inner disciple of the Star Spirit Sect.

But Ye Changsheng didn't care about this anymore. After being assigned to a mountain peak, he temporarily stayed there.

After a few months, he sneaked into the inner sect of the Star Spirit Sect to inquire about the situation from time to time.

Through his own spiritual exploration, and with the help of some psychedelic techniques, and obtaining some information from some important personnel of the Star Spirit Sect, Ye Changsheng roughly figured out the internal structure of the Star Spirit Sect.

"It seems that the most likely place for high-level exercises to exist is the Sutra Pavilion. If it is not in the Sutra Pavilion, then it is probably on the body of those monks!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.

In the inner gate of Xinglingzong, under the mountain peak where the scripture pavilion is located, a tall young man just came out of the scripture pavilion and walked down the mountain.

One of his feet was raised, and he was about to step over a section of stone steps, when suddenly his eyes blurred, and he stood in place immediately, unable to move, and even his spiritual consciousness became blurred.

Then the figure beside him flickered, and Ye Changsheng appeared quietly.

"Tell me about the situation in the Sutra Pavilion within the sect." Ye Changsheng said slowly with a strange voice as he stared at the young man's eyes with black lights flickering.

"The Sutra Pavilion is divided into inner and outer pavilions. The outer pavilion is open to all disciples and elders of the inner sect, while the cabinet only allows deacons above Nascent Soul to enter!" The man replied with a dull expression in his eyes.

"There are two Yuanying deacons guarding the outer cabinet of the Sutra Pavilion, and in the cabinet, there is an elder Huashen sitting in charge!"

Listening to what this disciple said, the expression on Ye Changsheng's face remained unchanged, and a thoughtful look flashed in the depths of his eyes.

As one of the most important places in the sect, the Star Spirit Sect guards the Sutra Pavilion very closely, and one of the only ten Huashen elders in the sect sits here.

It is not an easy task to sneak past them and break into the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

According to this Star Spirit Sect disciple, in addition to the elders sitting in the scripture pavilion, there are also people patrolling from time to time, and the cold and heat are never interrupted day and night.

In addition, there are countless powerful prohibition guards, which are difficult for ordinary monks to approach.

Ye Changsheng pondered on the spot for a moment, waved his sleeves, and disappeared from the spot in an instant like a ghost.

The Xinglingzong disciple raised the sole of his foot for a long time, and then stepped on it all at once.

He walked forward as usual, not noticing anything unusual.

After a while, Ye Changsheng's figure appeared on this mountain peak. He stood on a boulder and looked at a tall tower in the distance.

The tower has only three floors, but it is more than ten feet high. There are a lot of runes engraved on the tower, which are obviously very powerful restrictions.

Two teams of patrolling monks surrounded the two sides of the attic, interspersed back and forth, and patrolled alternately.

After looking at it for a long time, Ye Changsheng had a thoughtful expression on his face, his figure blurred for a while, and disappeared from the spot.

A month later, Ye Changsheng's figure reappeared here. After he looked at the tower for a while, a lavender talisman suddenly appeared in his hand.

On the talisman, several silver tadpole runes circulated, looking mysterious and unusual.

Sticking the talisman on his body, the purple talisman shattered silently, and the silver tadpole runes flew up and down around Ye Changsheng, and then merged into his body.

A purple mist suddenly appeared around his body, submerging his figure in the blink of an eye, and then, a strange scene appeared.

Ye Changsheng's figure disappeared out of thin air. No matter what kind of spiritual powers or divine senses he used to scan this place, he couldn't find anything abnormal here.

"The Taiyi Huaqing Talisman is the rune on the Jinque Jade Book. It is more than enough to hide the truth from the cultivators who refine the virtual. There should be no hope for the cultivators who transform the spirit in the Sutra Pavilion to find me!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.

He swaggered directly in the direction of the Sutra Pavilion, ignoring the patrolling people around him.

And although those patrolling people looked around from time to time, and their spiritual sense kept scanning every corner around them, they couldn't find his existence at all.

Ye Changsheng floated into the scripture storage pavilion quietly, and a circular hall appeared in front of him.

The main hall is about thirty or fifty feet in diameter, and some roads extend from the main hall, leading to stone chambers.

In the stone room, bookshelves could be vaguely seen, filled with all kinds of jade slips and the like.

At the door of the stone chamber, there are several large characters, which read "gongfa", "magic", "scriptures" and so on.

A faint light curtain appeared at the door of each stone room, obviously it was an extremely powerful restriction.

After a glance, Ye Changsheng didn't intend to go to these stone houses to check, and drifted directly to a corner of the hall.

There is a white jade staircase that winds up to the second floor above.

And at the bottom of the white jade steps, there are two old men with white hair and white beard, sitting upright, seeming to be talking about something.

The cultivation bases of both of them are both in the late stage of Nascent Soul.

Ye Changsheng drifted past them silently, and the two of them didn't notice it at all.

At the end of the white jade stairs, there is a stone gate. A wave-like light emerges from the stone gate, refracting colorful and dense light. It is obviously much more powerful than the restrictions in the stone chambers below.

It seems that behind this stone gate is probably the cabinet of the Xinglingzong Sutra Pavilion, where the most exquisite classics of the Xinglingzong are stored. It may not be easy to break the restriction here.

Moreover, if you want to crack it, you will probably alarm the two people below.

Ye Changsheng looked at the restriction, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a small black flag appeared in his hand.

The Spiritual Treasure of the Black Wind Flag can sometimes play a role of surprise.

With the help of this thing, it is not impossible to carry out short-distance shuttle space.

Ye Changsheng waved the small flag, and a mass of black light emerged, enveloping him, and then the black light flashed, and he disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in a hall, which looked much smaller than the one below.

A few large white jade pillars stood in the hall, and countless runes were engraved on the pillars. These runes radiated light and enveloped each pillar.

Inside the light curtain, regular-shaped potholes were dug out of the white jade pillars, forming small grids.

Among these small grids, pieces of jade slips floated, emitting a faint spiritual light.

After Ye Changsheng glanced at these white jade pillars, his eyes turned to a corner of the hall.

There was a piece of futon standing there, and a middle-aged man was sitting on top of the futon, the aura on his body was in the early stage of transforming into a god.

"If you want to break the restriction here, you must alarm this person!"

"From this point of view, we can only make a quick decision, get rid of this person first, and then look at what is in these exercises!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart.

Their eyes flickered, and after thinking for a moment, the Black Wind Flag appeared in their hands.

After he played a few spells, a dense layer of black light erupted from the Black Wind Banner, and then this layer of black light spread out, enveloping the entire second floor of the tower.

He directly pulled the second floor of the tower into the space of the Black Wind Flag.

This space changed silently, but the two Nascent Souls outside didn't notice it at all.

However, if they walked up to the stone door that entered the second floor and tried to open the restriction there and enter the second floor, they would immediately find something abnormal.

A layer of black light had quietly wrapped the stone door, and without Ye Changsheng's permission, they would not be able to enter the second floor.

The cultivator sitting in the hall was also unaware of this.

Ye Changsheng floated behind him, holding the Xutian Cauldron in his hand, suddenly, a puff of black hair rushed out, rushing towards the cultivator who transformed the spirit.

This person just realized the abnormality here, opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted: "Who is it?"

At the same time, the figure rushed forward at a high speed, trying to avoid these rushing hairs.

But at this moment, a pitch-black hill appeared above his head, and it fell down violently.

The cultivator of the Star Spirit Sect was so frightened and angry that he quickly opened his mouth and spat out a magic weapon, trying to resist it.

But almost as soon as he touched it, his magic weapon was thrown away, and his whole body was thrown away, hitting the wall heavily.

Immediately afterwards, countless black threads wrapped around him, wrapping him in it in the blink of an eye, turning him into a human-shaped rice dumpling in an airtight manner.

As soon as Qingsi pulled, the transformation god of the Star Spirit Sect was pulled into the Xutian cauldron. After the cauldron cover was closed, this person was trapped in it.

Such a violent fluctuation of fighting skills broke out here, but the outside world did not notice it at all.

Ye Changsheng looked at the white jade pillars, and boldly attacked one of them.

It didn't take long for him to break the restriction on the pillar, and the secrets of the exercises inside were readily available.

""Xuanyue Jue", it is extremely rare among the human race to be able to cultivate to the late stage of refining the void!" Ye Changsheng held a silver jade slip, and after looking at it for a while with his spiritual sense , murmured.

After browsing through this exercise, he put it back in the original grid, and picked up another exercise to read.

After looking at it for a while, he put it back and picked up another jade slip.

After reading six or seven exercises in a row, he frowned slightly.

"They are all exercises that can only be cultivated to the level of transforming gods and refining emptiness, and there will be no more!"

"Star Spirit Sect, it's impossible to only have this little skill!"

Ye Changsheng thought so in his heart, and turned his attention to the other pillars.

After breaking open one of them, he opened it and saw that it was still limited to the level of transforming spirits and refining emptiness.

His eyes flickered slightly, and he shifted his gaze to the pillar in the center of the hall.

Going forward, he smashed a few times with Yuancishan, and after breaking the restriction on this pillar, he stretched out his hand and sucked one of the jade slips.

"The "Purple Flame Jue" can be cultivated to the peak of fusion!"

"Finally found a combination-level exercise!" Ye Changsheng's eyes showed a hint of joy.

He looked at this exercise carefully for a while, and his eyes showed a clear look.

"So that's it. This is a simplification of the Heavenly Star Jue, and added the content of the level of refinement and fusion, so that you can practice without consuming so many resources!"

"The difficulty can be said to have dropped sharply!"

Ye Changsheng held the jade slip in his hand, his eyes revealed a look of contemplation.

From this point of view, the old man of the Star Spirit Sect under him probably practiced this technique, so he was able to display the Star Spirit Purple Flame.

"If I switch to this exercise, it should be easy with my original exercise, but the power of this exercise is relatively weak. I might as well practice the Brahma Saint True Devil Art!" Ye Changsheng Holding the jade slip, he thought to himself.

After standing there for a while, he took out a jade slip, engraved this exercise on it, and then put the original jade slip back.

Then, he looked at other jade slips.

There are not many exercises on this pillar, so Ye Changsheng read it quickly, and found two fusion-level exercises in it.

These exercises seem to have nothing to do with the Star Spirit Sect, and should have other origins.

Ye Changsheng frowned after reading the exercises here.

He didn't believe that the patriarch of the star palace could gain such a great reputation among the two races of humans and demons by practicing the "Zi Yan Jue".

Looking away, Ye Changsheng looked at the stairs leading to the third floor.

He lifted his feet and walked up.

The second level is the cabinet exercises, what is the third level?
Go up the stairs to the entrance of the third floor, where there is still a stone door with forbidden lights flashing on it.

Ye Changsheng thought for a while, and urged the Black Wind Flag to cover the entire pagoda except the first floor.

Then, he summoned Yuanci Mountain and directly began to violently crack the restrictions here.

Not long after, Ye Changsheng appeared inside Shimen.

This place is very small, only a few feet in size, and there is nothing inside except for an incense table and a portrait.

There is an incense burner on the incense table, with sandalwood sticks inserted in it, and green smoke curls up.

On the wall above the incense table, in a portrait, a man with a blurred face is carrying an ancient sword, with the bright starry sky behind him.

In the starry sky, there are dots of light, and thousands of stars are shining brightly.

But among them, there are seven stars that are unusually conspicuous, and the light is so dazzling that it covers all the other stars.

Ye Changsheng naturally recognized the seven stars, they were the Big Dipper!