Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Life in the mountains is peaceful and quiet, free from the hustle and bustle of the world and endless struggles, with only the constant chirping of birds and the roars of beasts.

The air is thick with the scent of nature; heaven and earth are in harmony with you.

Two days later, Luo Yan woke up from his sleep. He opened his eyes somewhat blankly and struggled to get up.

The blue butterfly flew back and landed on his shoulder.

It fluttered its blue wings, creating a gentle breeze between them that drifted into Luo Yan's heart.

"Senior sister, it's so comfortable to sleep here. I haven't slept like this in a long time."

Luo Yan chuckled softly. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to settle down and stop thinking about the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

This mental relaxation made him appear exceptionally comfortable.

"Do you think it's possible for me to attain immortality?"

"If that day ever comes, I will definitely reverse the galaxy and save you immediately."

Luo Yan sighed, her inner confusion growing stronger, while the longing in her heart once again occupied her mind.

Luo Yan did not resist this state, letting the power of his mind surge, and subconsciously picked up the spiritual wine beside him again and drank it.

'Boom! '

Under the scorching sun, Luo Yan swayed unsteadily once again and collapsed drunk in front of the grave.

He lay sprawled in front of the stone tablet, his face flushed with a mixture of contentment, and fell into a deep sleep.

His slumber was not an escape, nor was it due to excessive grief over the deceased.

Rather, it is a blessing that comes from the heart, a fluctuation of state, and a manifestation of the Tao.

Because Luo Yan knew all too well that his descent to the mortal realm this time was only partly to settle past grievances.

The true purpose is to cultivate the mind, thereby finding the gateway to the state of unity.

Luo Yan had no worries whatsoever about the physical body, laws, cultivation techniques, or divine soul.

He can surely achieve perfection by simply following the steps of cultivation.

Only the realm of the mind is a threshold that cultivators of the upper three realms must pass through. He thought of a way to trigger this threshold so as to lay a solid foundation for breaking through the realm in the future.

Thus, fueled by the surge of sorrow in his heart, Luo Yan, even unconsciously, was instinctively trying to comprehend this mysterious state.

The countless butterflies, and the blue spotted butterfly in particular, were a manifestation of Luo Yan's spiritual power.

This is why the woman in palace attire turned a blind eye and didn't notice anything.

Luo Yan was still asleep, completely and utterly asleep, surrendering her mind to her true self—a completely new and unique experience.

It's special and important.

For an ordinary cultivator, it would be nothing more than a dream.

However, under Luo Yan's mental manifestation, starting from this grave mound, the surrounding vegetation underwent some kind of invisible change.

A faint life force began to slowly emerge.

The dozens of Great Daos on Luo Yan's body also spread out like flowing water, penetrating into the ground and lingering in the void.

At this moment, this burial mound has formed a unique magnetic field.

Those outside can't see through it, those inside can't wake up, heaven and earth are severing ties with you!
This is a flower bud sprouting!
News of the clash between the Eastern Domain's Life and Death Tower and Spirit Sword Mountain still spread, causing a stir among the major forces in the Cangwu Realm.

He simply recited a few verses of scripture and incantation, and with his illusory figure in his arms, he easily suppressed dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators.

This result seems like a joke.

But once the news was confirmed, those powerful and perceptive forces sensed that a storm was brewing.

After all, no one knows better than the cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage how much power they can unleash.

Although experts at the Nascent Soul Realm are powerful, they cannot suppress dozens of Nascent Soul Realm cultivators with a mere wave of their hand, preventing them from even escaping.
This is something that no creature in the Cangwu Realm could accomplish.

At least none of the patriarchs of these powerful sects could do that!

Clearly, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the person who made the move in the Eastern Region must be a terrifying being who has surpassed all limits.

"Was it some old immortal from the upper realm who made the move?"

"Could it be that some unknown secret is hidden within that branch of the Life and Death Tower, which is why such a being dared to take action?" an old sect leader sighed.

With the merging of the two realms imminent, the major powers of the Cangwu Realm are expanding their territories and waging war against each other in preparation for the upcoming conflict.

In such an environment, those who cannot become the players can only become pawns and eventually be devoured.

There is no other choice.

Now that such a terrifying being has made a move, the Cangwu Realm is bound to change drastically in the future.

Many forces without the protection of upper-level sects will likely collapse completely in this vortex and never be able to rise again.

"Are they starting to use their trump cards now?"

"It seems some forces have run out of tricks and are on the verge of collapse, so they're resorting to desperate measures," an old man with a terrifying aura sneered.

The battle in the lower realms has produced a powerful being who has surpassed the limits, and the implications behind this are not hard to guess.

They simply wanted to use the power of the true cultivators from the upper realm to suppress other major powers.

The problem is, which major power that can spread its teachings in the Cangwu Realm doesn't have the support of sects from the upper realms?

The sooner a power uses such methods, the more it demonstrates its weakness.

However, the Life and Death Tower is an assassin organization and doesn't have a real sect location, which is a problem.
"Give the order to prepare more materials for the incantation spell. We also need to make more preparations in advance for the arrival of the true cultivators from the upper realm." An old sect leader from the Northern Region squinted.

Even though the true cultivators from the upper realm descended, the maximum strength they could unleash was only slightly greater than the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm.

However, the news from the Eastern Region's Life and Death Tower served as a wake-up call for many major powers.

A true cultivator from the Upper Realm is a true cultivator from the Upper Realm!

Even if they were at the same level, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Cangwu Realm would never be a match for the true cultivators of the Upper Realm.

This was an inevitable outcome!

After all, the cultivation techniques, perspectives, and trials that both sides have undergone are far superior to those of the cultivators in the Cangwu Realm.

Therefore, even though the upper limit of strength in the Cangwu Realm is locked, the strength that true cultivators in the Upper Realm can unleash far exceeds the imagination of the cultivators in the Cangwu Realm.

In the Southern Region, the higher-ups of the Five Elements Temple also received this message.

They were secretly alarmed and became more vigilant. In the future, when they attacked other sects, they would have to be prepared for the intervention of true cultivators from the upper realm.

Therefore, this matter must be reported so that the Five Elements Sect in the Upper Realm can prepare to provide assistance! In the True Spirit Realm, the Dao light of a divine mountain flows gently, and green bamboos sway like shuttles, radiating a blazing glow.

A gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo grove, creating a clattering sound like chains.

"Hmm? There are still several hundred years before the two worlds merge. Has the battle in that small world already seen such a dramatic change so soon?"

"No, that shouldn't be the case."

"If my calculations are correct, there should still be a long time before that great battle breaks out."

"Could it be that my calculations were wrong?"

At the end of the bamboo forest, there was a garden from which a vast divine voice resounded, causing the boundless bamboo forest to rustle and surge with spiritual energy.

Countless miles away, atop a high mountain, stands a magnificent palace complex, perched high in the clouds.

When they received the message from the lower realm requesting help, they only replied with four words: "The time is not yet ripe!"

In the far distance, a vast plain stretched out, filled with spiritual energy, dotted with clusters of buildings, where cultivators gathered like pilgrims.

Looking around, countless monks sat cross-legged on the ground, comparable to the most devout followers of God.

A soft sigh echoed throughout the hall: "It's just a small world about to be merged, yet it has attracted so many holy sects to make their moves. The allure of the Heavenly Dao's origin is truly immense."

This is the truth, the real reason why that small realm of Cangwu has attracted so much attention from so many forces.

Otherwise, a single miniature world would hardly attract the attention of so many powerful individuals.

After all, the origin of the Heavenly Dao is extremely rare, and can even be called a kind of divine object. It is of great help to the cultivation of powerful people at the Venerable Realm and above!
It allows them to merge with the Dao, or directly comprehend the inner essence of the Great Dao, thereby making great strides in the realm of laws and breaking through the limits of the secular world.

Therefore, no major power in the upper realm would miss the opportunity to compete for control of those ancient life-bearing stars.

If one is fortunate enough to obtain a wisp of the Great Dao's origin, it can make the sect's patriarch's cultivation more aligned with the Dao.

Even without any divine artifacts, it can serve as a training ground, providing suitable potential strong individuals for the sect's future development.
The battle at the Eastern Region's Tower of Life and Death, after a period of time, had a profound impact on many other forces.

Even many forces that were at war immediately called a halt to the fighting to prevent the other side from resorting to desperate measures and summoning the intervention of the true cultivators from the upper realm.

Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators perished in an instant; such power was enough to instill fear and dread in countless forces.

No one would not be afraid of such an opponent.

Even many Nascent Soul Realm elders felt a chill run down their spines at this, fearing that even if they encountered it, their fate would likely be no better.

Faced with such a formidable opponent, they would likely perish in no more than ten moves.
Such a price is unacceptable to anyone.

In an instant, the entire Cangwu Realm was thrown into turmoil by the flapping wings of that butterfly.

Lakeside cottage, behind the mountain.

More than half a month has passed, but Luo Yan is still lying under that stone tablet.

He was surrounded by butterflies, with the sky as his blanket and the earth as his bed, where he slept for a long time.

Luo Yan stopped drinking heavily, but slept soundly every day and lost all sense of the outside world.

It was as if this place was a warm harbor, and through that feeling of longing, he unconsciously let down all his guard, wanting nothing more than to curl up inside.

Ignore the worldly disputes and live a carefree life.

Perhaps because Luo Yan had been staying here for a long time, the energy of heaven and earth had been constantly gathering, making the spiritual energy of this mountain forest much more intense.

Nourished by the spiritual energy, the weeds grew even more lush, and some even sprouted tender buds in the autumn.

Desiring to usher in a second spring!
As time continued to pass, Luo Yan's heart became increasingly calm. The experiences of the past years played out repeatedly in his mind like a fleeting glimpse.

There is killing, cultivation, experimental research, and also conspiracies and schemes, and a touch of warmth at the bottom of life.
These seemingly trivial matters, like threads, entangled Luo Yan's heart, making it cumbersome and unbearable.

Mental relaxation is about loosening these ties, like throwing off layers of shackles and letting go of the past.

This is a transformation on a spiritual level. Luo Yan has finally reached the seventh realm, which is the edge of the Integration Realm.

At the same time, even Luo Yan himself did not notice that the blue butterfly conjured by his mental power was burrowing toward his chest.

Faintly, a mysterious Dao pattern condensed and spread throughout his body.

The woman in palace attire came several times and saw Luo Yan sleeping soundly on the spot. She couldn't understand it and mistakenly thought that he was mourning the deceased.

She did not disturb them.

But as time passed, the blue figure disappeared from her sight.

Mingyu immediately became anxious, her face filled with panic.

Fortunately, she could vaguely see a shadowy figure still standing there, which put her at ease.

After more than half a month, the power in Luo Yan's heart was finally drawn out and began to materialize.

The outside world that was revealed was the area around the grave mound, where a strange new flower had grown.

It has two leaves, which are oval in shape with serrated tips, and the petals are blue.

These strange blue two-petaled flowers grew from behind the grave and stopped in front of Luo Yan.

From a distance, it looks like Luo Yan was buried in a sea of ​​flowers.

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed, and the changes in the graves on the back hill are even greater.

The blue flowers completely covered Luo Yan, who was dressed in a green robe. As the long shadow disappeared, Mingyu finally couldn't sit still any longer.

The woman in palace attire wanted to wake the sleeping Luo Yan, fearing that he had already left and she would be abandoned.

The worries in my heart were beyond measure.

Just then, an old mirror appeared and blocked Mingyu's way.

"Don't go over there. Those blue flowers are dangerous. They are the legendary flowers of reincarnation, which can only bloom by taking the Great Dao as their source and feeding on memories."

"If you get too close, at best you will lose all your memories, at worst you will die instantly upon touching it, your soul will be destroyed, and even a great immortal cannot save you."

"He has no problem; he's just practicing."

The unusual behavior of the lakeside cabin was noticed by the ancient monitoring mirror of the Five Elements Temple, which then brought them here.

It is a replica of the Ancient Mirror of Heaven from the Upper Realm, possessing less than one percent of the original's power, yet it is still an unimaginably powerful spiritual treasure.

Most of the Nascent Soul Realm elders of the Five Elements Temple were no match for this ancient mirror.

He is an ancient relic that has lived for thousands of years!
The ancient mirror remembered that the face of this young man in blue was that of the little fellow from more than two hundred years ago.

However, the current energy is obscure, and even an existence like Him cannot fully comprehend it.

Clearly, this little guy has surpassed Him and become stronger!
In a mere two hundred years, barely a moment's nap, they have already surpassed Him. (End of Chapter)