Taoist Master wants to live forever

Chapter 497

This time, the injuries he suffered were extremely serious, and even his own Taoist platform was chopped and broken. If it weren't for his indestructible golden body and timely repair, he would have died.

As a result, given his current physical condition, he is simply unable to activate his indestructible golden body to make up for himself.

I can only make plans after my magic power is restored a little. Now I am worse than a cripple.

In other words, he, as a celestial immortal, was able to withstand the attack of the Golden Immortal without dying, and even escaped from his hands.

No one would believe this achievement if it were made public.

Even if Sun Li boasted every day, he wouldn't dare to brag like this.

But Wen Lianggong actually did it, and was even once a top Golden Immortal, Guangchengzi, who had survived since the prehistoric times.

Wen Lianggong sighed suddenly, thinking of Fuxi who was constantly studying the demons in the foreign land and trying to find a way to destroy their roots.

As the emperor of the human race, Fuxi naturally does not want the human race to fall into this.

If you knew about this, I wonder what you would feel.

I’m just afraid that I’ll feel like I’ve spent hundreds of thousands of years and it wasn’t worth it.

He was clearly a Golden Immortal who had once attained Daluo Dao Fruit, but he did not hesitate to enter the opposite world and get to the bottom of the matter even when his Dao Fruit was taken away from him.

After learning the truth, it is unknown whether this Human Emperor can still hold on.

It is not just the human race. Among the ancient myriad races, there are also many outstanding people who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood to resist the alien demons. Even the Heart Monkey Clan, which was once considered a wealthy and powerful family, has now been reduced to only a few thousand people in order to resist the alien demons.

Just thinking about this, Wen Lianggong felt really sad.

What made him feel most uneasy was that Yuanshi Saint should never have fallen asleep. Even if he used his physical body to transform into the Great Wall of Void, when viewed from the real world, Yuanshi Saint's body was still well preserved.

It seemed that he was just sleeping, and he could wake up immediately as long as he wanted.

Logically speaking, if Sun Ping entered the real world, he should be able to see all of this, but why didn't he say anything?

Wen Lianggong thought about it for a long time, but still had no clue. Was it because he saw that the nature of the Great Wall of Void was like this, or was it because he thought that was the case?

It should be that Sun Ping was unaware of the saint's plan, which was to provoke a war between immortals and demons in order to delay the disaster of the destruction of heaven and earth by sacrificing lives.

Even if I had a vague idea, I wouldn't think about it in that direction.

Quietly feeling the re-stabilized fire in his body, Wen Lianggong let out a breath, slowly raised his body and half-sat up.

He opened his mouth wide and continuously absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, and also accepted all the energies that were very different from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He took them into the Pure Palace and transformed them into pure magic power.

However, this process was extremely long. After more than ten years, only a few strands of magic power were recovered, which made him feel helpless.

If I continue to progress at the current rate, my recovery will be faster and faster. Perhaps within two or three months, I will be able to stand up and walk around a little.

The fact was exactly as Wen Lianggong expected. It took only three months to rebuild his decayed nervous system.

In the first ten years or so, the foundation was laid, and the next step was just to build blocks with building blocks, which was extremely convenient.

At this moment, Wen Lianggong, like an octogenarian, struggled and twisted on the ground for a long time before he knelt down tremblingly. Finally, he propped up his arms, then raised his legs and stood up tremblingly.

When he stood up, Wen Lianggong felt tears welling up in his chest. Since when did an immortal who had reached the state of great perfection of heavenly beings have such trouble even standing?

After two days of standing still, the mana in his body continued to flow through his limbs and bones, activating his body and meridians. As long as he maintained this state, Wen Lianggong had reason to believe that he would only need to spend a dozen years to recover to his peak state.

There is no way to rush this matter. The daily recovery speed is just this much. Instead of doing that, it is better to look at where you have fallen.

He looked around. There was the sea in front of him and the forest behind him. There was no one living there. It was completely like a primeval forest.

As for the fact that there are no snakes, insects, rats or ants around, this is normal. Even though Wen Lianggong is seriously injured now, he is still an immortal in essence.

A wisp of energy that flows out unconsciously can drive away these insects with extremely sensitive instincts.

Wen Lianggong hesitated for a moment. The aura he revealed before was meant to prevent anyone from disturbing him and interrupting his recovery process. Now that he could walk, he needed to restrain himself.

His heart moved slightly, and he gathered the leaking energy back into his body.

All of a sudden, from the outside world's perspective, he, who originally had an ethereal aura and a strange Taoist charm flowing around him, quickly became ordinary. At first glance, he looked like just an ordinary mortal.

After making sure that snakes, insects, rats and ants could not get within ten feet of him, Wen Lianggong slowly walked along the coastline.

Now that my soul is focused and my spiritual awareness cannot be used, I can only observe and measure with my naked eyes, which is of course very inconvenient.

Even the Qi-gazing technique cannot be used.

It was miserable. This battle was truly miserable to the extreme.

It can even be said that even though he had played all his cards in the face of Guangchengzi, he still only managed to barely escape death.

He was being beaten almost the entire time.

Whether it was the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover or the Heaven-Turning Seal, even though these two offensive treasures were incomplete, they were still not something Guangchengzi could deal with in his hands.

The only thing he relied on was the skill of having three heads and six arms and the coordination of the laws of heaven and earth to make his golden body indestructible, which enabled him to endure it.

During this period, Guangchengzi even used a secret attack technique that seemed to be extremely detrimental to him, and forcibly cut off the two arms of one of the three heads and six arms, causing Wen Lianggong to lose his life.

Although Wen Lianggong quickly seized the opportunity to catch his breath due to the superposition of many characteristics, his blood and qi surged, and the flow of magic power recovered, he was still frightened.

The gap between Golden Immortal and Heavenly Immortal is too huge.

It's like the difference between an elephant and an ant.

No matter how incompetent Guangchengzi was, he was still an elephant and could not be shaken by a mere ant like him.

Every attack he made was ineffective. The most severe one was when he swung his stick without caring about anything and put all his strength into it, but the stick froze in the Golden Immortal's Dao Field and was easily pushed away by Guangchengzi.

Then he suffered a heavy blow.

Thinking of this, Wen Lianggong let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that he needed to find a place to stay quiet for a while and wait for the Golden Immortal to advance before he could show up again.

Looking at the countdown, there is less than half of the thirty years left. All I need to do next is to find the heart to uphold integrity, and everything will come naturally.

Keep the right path...

Wen Lianggong walked forward while pondering the records about upholding the right path in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts.

(End of this chapter)