Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 670 Leaving
Mumu had already reached the great perfection of Nascent Soul many years ago, he just lacked an opportunity, but the time has not come yet. Today he felt it and realized that he had missed it for who knows how many years.

So he didn't have time to think about it.

The remaining thunder in the sky had just dissipated and the newly promoted Divine Transformation cultivator Long Shiba had just landed when dark clouds gathered and covered the sky again. Mumu ascended to the sky without hesitation.

Long Shiba had just survived a thunder tribulation and was in high spirits. According to his previous experience as a cultivator, he should have gone through meditation to stabilize his Nascent Soul and body, and become familiar with the new field.

Seeing that Mumu also had to go through the tribulation, he insisted on staying where he was and watching. It was not because he wanted to laugh at the joke, but because he really hoped that this honest wooden boy could go through the tribulation smoothly.

Perhaps the fewer names, the less fancy.

Mu Sen was a traitor, and Mu Lin had to offer benefits to become their friend. However, this Mu Mu was truly Mu Cheng Shuang, who only knew how to practice and never caused trouble.

Moreover, he strictly followed the instructions of his deceased master, the demon saint "Mu Baijun", and always took the Thousand-Faced Judge and Lu Ye as the leaders.

On the surface, he is the master of Sishilin, but in reality he is a loyal subordinate of Lingyun Sect.

You know, this is a world where demons are respected, and the emergence of such a wood demon is truly an anomaly.

Therefore, no matter whether they are humans or monsters, everyone hopes that Mumu can successfully survive the thunder tribulation of transformation into a god.

on the ground.

The Thousand-Faced Judge watched as the thunderbolt in the sky gradually faded away. Seeing that Mumu was about to successfully survive the calamity, he turned to Lu Ye and suddenly whispered.

"Good brother."

"Today, the territory has added two more gods."

"I'm relieved."

"Today I will say goodbye to you."

"Now, it's my turn to pass on the fire..."

Lu Ye was originally watching Mumu in the sky undergoing the tribulation with a relaxed attitude.

Maybe it's because Mumu has a simple mind and he has accumulated enough experience over the years, so he will be able to get through it smoothly, in about the same time as Long Shiba.

He was enjoying the view and felt very happy.

Fifty years later, his group of people, mixed with the refugee group of monsters, finally gained a foothold in the Shiwanda Mountains and were no longer helpless.

And thanks to the fact that Mo Baiyi woke up twice and killed the two demon saints cleanly and efficiently.

All the surrounding forces have become good neighbors. No one dares to test the relationship and they are very well-behaved.

Over the past fifty years, the territory has gradually prospered.

There were less than 150 human cultivators who had fled here at the beginning. They wiped out several demon kings in the mountains and annexed their human tribes, finally restoring the total population to more than 30,000.

With 30,000 inhabitants, plus the clansmen purchased from outside over the years, the number has now reached more than 50,000, almost half of the population of the Lingyun Sect in the Ten Thousand Mountains when it was at its peak.

In addition, over the past fifty years, the rebuilt Lingyun Sect has also built a complete and systematic inheritance team.

The skeleton of the sect leader, the elders who pass on the skills, the personal disciples, the true disciples, the outer sect elders, and the outer sect disciples is complete.

The so-called outer disciples are those with pseudo spiritual roots, and up to now, nearly 5,000 of them have been cultivated. However, there are too few true disciples with real spiritual roots, and they can barely gather 500 people.

But for the fire transmission, five thousand people are enough.

Starting from thirty years ago, more than fifty or sixty volunteer torchbearers set out every year to travel to any place on earth, and a total of nearly two thousand people have been sent out.

Fortunately, they continued to purchase humans from the nearby demon lords, and their numbers increased instead of decreased.

Everything seems to be on track.

If there is one regret, it is that Lu Ye and Thousand-Faced Judge did not make rapid progress in their cultivation.

In the past fifty years, the spiritual energy in this place has become so abundant, far superior to that of later generations, and the two of them are only lingering on the threshold of the next small realm.

It is the normal level of the Divine Transformation cultivators in this world, but unfortunately it is not fast enough.

Lu Ye and the Thousand Faces Judge are both stuck at the threshold of the middle and late promotion realm. Of course, if a real fight breaks out, Lu Ye can beat three Thousand Faces Judges.

Anyway, the two of them are in such a stagnant stage.

Lu Ye became a god, which was a breakthrough made with the help of the merits he had accumulated in ancient times; the Thousand-Faced Judge achieved the god, which was a breakthrough made after eight hundred years of hard work in this world, and there was no sign of loosening for the time being.

He was watching Mumu in the sky transcending the tribulation and was thinking about how to improve his own cultivation.

Suddenly, he heard the Thousand-Faced Judge next to him say that he was going to pass on the fire. Lu Ye shook his head, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Brother Alliance Leader, what did you say?"

"Are you going to pass on the fire?"

"Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"Can I live without you in this territory?"

"You are the headmaster of Lingyun Sect, and all the disciples recognize you."

The Thousand-Faced Judge smiled calmly and transmitted his message through his spiritual consciousness.

“Brother Lu, you heard me right, I said I’m going to pass on the fire.”

"I am the head of Lingyun Sect, don't you know what's going on?"

"He was originally a fake, but after being the head of a sect for a hundred years, he gradually became the real one."

"I have been Shang Tianti's great-grandson for a hundred years. It's time for me to be myself again."

"Now that Long Shiba and Mumu have become gods, Lingyun Sect is now at its safest."

"So, I decided to leave."

"It's time for me to pass on the fire."

The Thousand-Faced Judge saw that Lu Ye was frowning, so he explained to him through voice transmission.

Brother Lu, back then, under the witness of Saint Mu Baijun, we formulated the human race's fire transmission plan.

All human cultivators, regardless of their true or false spiritual roots, are divided into two teams, the inner and outer teams.

We belong to the inner world. We established Lingyun Sect, brought forth new techniques, continuously trained high-level cultivators, and used Lingyun Sect as a fire pond to produce as many fire bearers as possible to replenish the scattered fire from generation to generation.

The fire-bearing team belongs to the outsiders. Their skills do not need to be high, but they must volunteer to participate and have firm wills. They all swear to die on the road to passing on the fire. The chance of success increases with more people.

Success does not have to be mine. There are thousands and thousands of people passing on the fire. Even if many of them fall, as long as a few flames are ignited and they persist year after year and generation after generation, it is victory.

Lu Ye's face darkened.

"Brother Dao, we planned this together, I understand."

The Thousand-Faced Judge shook his head.

"No, maybe you forgot."

"I have to remind you."

"We decided at the beginning that when the time comes for the fire keepers in the fire pit to die, they will become fire bearers and go to the most dangerous and remote areas."

He pointed to his chest.

"What a coincidence! My time is coming..."

"Even those pills that replenish life span are useless to me."

Lu Ye was surprised.

"what?"

The Thousand Faces Judge slowly explained that before Lu Ye's arrival, he had endured eight hundred years here. Although he had achieved divine transformation, he was unwilling to be a slave of the demon clan, so he founded the Dragon Stealing Alliance, robbed the demon clan's treasury many times, and fought countless fierce battles.

His life span had been rapidly consumed in repeated fierce battles.

The lifespan of a Divine Transformation cultivator is originally two thousand years. When the Thousand-Faced Judge traveled to this world, he was only seven hundred years old. Now, he has been in this world for nine hundred years, so he is only one thousand six hundred years old.

He is old, but if he were an ordinary god, his death would be far from over.

The Thousand-Faced Judge has already sensed that he will die within these few decades.

"I am the head of Lingyun Sect after all..." The Thousand-Faced Judge said with a smile, "I can't just send my disciples to die while I hide behind them, right?"

"You know, I've been feeling restless lately when I'm in meditation."

"I thought of Jia Sanjiu and the other disciples with the surnames Shang and Lei. They have passed on the fire for fifty years. Are they still alive now? Or are they buried in a foreign land?"

"I knew I couldn't stay in this Sishilin anymore."

"Otherwise, I'll go crazy..."

Lu Ye scolded without any hesitation.

"You're crazy now."

"You forgot that we two agreed to return to the afterlife together."

The Thousand-Faced Judge laughed.

"Brother Lu, you are crazy..."

"What good would it be for me to return to the afterlife?"

"Here, I am the hope of my people, the leader of the sect, respected by everyone, and I am almost a saint."

"What will I be when I return to the afterlife?"

"The great thief of the East Sea, the fifth calamity cultivator, has committed countless murders and has accumulated a huge debt of blood."

"I'd be crazy to go back with you..."

"Besides, if there is a chance to go back, it would be easier for you to go back alone than to drag me along as a burden, right?"

Lu Ye was speechless after being refuted by the Thousand Faces Judge. He stared at the Thousand Faces Judge with complicated eyes.

Some people say that when a group of people are engaged in a great cause, it will move and purify countless people, transform them, and make them holy in their hearts.

Looking at the Thousand-Faced Judge with a holy look on his face, he believed it.

Although the guy in front of him had eight eyes, no nose and a red face, his dignified temperament should not be offended.

He knew that he could not persuade the Thousand-Faced Judge, as the matter was already settled.

at this time.

The thunder in the sky has disappeared, and Mumu has descended from the sky. From then on, he has become the Twin Wood God Demon Emperor. However, he is still a big distance away from his signature Twin Wood Demon Saint, so he still needs to work hard.

Lu Ye and the Thousand-Faced Judge came forward to congratulate their ally and good friend on successfully surviving the tribulation.

That night.

Master Si held a grand banquet in the forest and everyone got drunk.

The next day.

The Thousand-Faced Judge summoned Long Shiba, and also summoned all the elders, personal disciples, and true disciples of Lingyun Sect.

He passed the position of headmaster to Long Shiba in public.

Long Shiba was shocked and quickly declined.

The Thousand-Faced Judge waved his hand and said that his time had come and he would go to pass on the fire.

"Eighteen, being the head of a sect is not only an honor, but also a responsibility."

"Our Lingyun Sect was rebuilt, and I am considered the first generation leader."

"I don't have much time left, so I will pass on the fire."

"Elder Lu is much younger than me, and he is old enough to protect you for a thousand years. I can leave with peace of mind."

"You will take over as the headmaster. If you are lucky enough to live to the end of your life, remember to pass on the position and pass on the fire yourself."

"Only in this way can you be worthy of the position of the head."

"This is not only a request to you, but also a request to everyone present here."

"If I don't do this, I won't be considered a true disciple of Lingyun Sect, and after I die, I won't be able to face the heroic spirits who have fallen on the Fire Transmission Road one after another."

The Thousand-Faced Judge didn't talk much in the past, but today he spoke all in one breath.

“Brother… no,” Long Shiba knelt down, “I respect the master’s order…”

Behind Long Shiba, a group of sect elders and disciples were already kneeling on the ground. Only Lu Ye stood aside abruptly with a gloomy face.

Everything is settled.

That night.

The Thousand-Faced Judge was traveling alone, and when he flew out of the forest, he found that Lu Ye had already been waiting there.

"Brother Daoist, how did you know I was leaving tonight?" The Thousand-Faced Judge was surprised, then laughed, "I wanted to leave quietly, so as not to cause sadness to others by mobilizing a large army to see me off."

"I am lucky to see you again before I leave."

Lu Ye used his storage ring and took out a gourd.

"I know you like drinking."

"This gourd contains enough wine to last you hundreds of years."

"I came specially to take you there!"

The Thousand-Faced Judge took the gourd and smiled cheerfully.

"Brother Lu still understands me..."

"Brother Lu, I want to thank you for tricking me into forming the Dragon Seizing Alliance and competing with me for treasure in the Dragon Palace Immortal Mansion."

"Otherwise, I would have been nothing more than an ordinary Tribulation Cultivator my entire life, how could my life be as meaningful as it is now?"

He took the gourd and left without any hesitation, leaving behind a dashing figure.

Both of them knew that this meeting would probably be their last.

The one who carries the fire moves forward all the way and never looks back.

The Thousand-Faced Judge gradually disappeared into the night, and a voice came back.

"Brother Lu, by the way, I forgot to tell you something."

"I decided to pass on the fire yesterday."

“That night, the Bodhisattva of Merit made great progress in his cultivation and even broke through to the later stage of Spiritual Transformation.”

"I think maybe my mind is clear and I have no worries anymore."

"Perhaps it is because I decided to pass on the fire and serve as fuel that I can be recognized for my merits?"

"You said before that merits and virtues are judged by deeds, not by heart. I think that deeds and heart are both important..."

The figure of the Thousand-Faced Judge finally disappeared into the horizon, leaving only Lu Ye standing in a daze at the edge of the forest.

A gust of wind blew by, and Lu Ye's figure disappeared.

So a few months passed quickly.

The old Shang leader "The Thousand-Faced Judge" left to pass on the fire, and the new leader Long Shiba took over. With the help of the passing-on elder Lu Ye, nothing went wrong or messed up.

Soon, people got used to the days without the Thousand-Faced Judge, but occasionally they still missed this ugly-faced leader.

Seeing that the situation was stable, Lu Ye also went into seclusion and did not go out.

"In terms of deeds and heart..."

He muttered on the futon.

Mo Baiyi proposed the Fire Bearer Plan, and Lu Ye and the Thousand-Faced Judge took the lead in implementing it.

However, over the past few decades, he and the Thousand-Faced Judge had not achieved much from the Bodhisattva Sutra that they had practiced.

The two thought that the fire transmission had just begun, so there was not much merit.

It seems now.

The Thousand-Faced Judge said that his cultivation level had broken through to the late stage of Spirit Transformation overnight.

That's not the case.

Is it because I have not decided to pass on the fire with my own body that I cannot get the recognition of my merits?

Lu Ye thought about it for a moment and stopped thinking about it.

"Snapped!"

He suddenly slapped his thigh.

I was fooled by the Thousand Faces Judge. Since he had broken through to the later stage of the Spiritualization, how could he not reach the peak, the Refining Void stage in a few hundred years? And then break through the life span?

The expression on Lu Ye's face changed continuously, and finally turned into admiration.

After breaking through to the later stage of Spirit Transformation, he knew that he still had hope of achieving Void Refinement and living another thousand years, but he chose a more difficult path.

The Thousand Faces Judge really has the demeanor of a leader.

I'm not as good as him in this respect.

But, Brother Jia Shang, the Thousand-Faced Judge, I also have my own difficulties.

You really can't go back to the afterlife.

But it is really possible for me to go back. In recent years, I have been practicing the Immortal Spiritual Sutra. The waves of time and space are surging, and a big wave is about to come.

Lu Ye has traveled back and forth in the long river of time and space twice, and can judge that this wave is at least similar to the wave that carried him away in ancient times.

In other words, it is very likely that he will leave this world, and for him, all he wants is to stand guard for the last time.

This went on for several days and nights.

Lu Yecai slowly collected his mind, subdued the distracting thoughts caused by the departure of the Thousand Faced Judge, and began to practice.

This day.

He was practicing the Immortal Spiritual Sutra, and two balls of blue and white light appeared on the shoulders of his spiritual body in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The progress of the Meritorious Bodhisattva Sutra is slow because of the lack of merit.

Lu Ye has been working hard on the Void Sword Escape and the Immortal Spiritual Sutra for the past few decades.

He is practicing Qigong tonight.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there was suddenly a sound of rushing water in a long river, and the waves were mixed with not the fishy smell of water, but the strong smell of time and decay.

Lu Ye suddenly opened his eyes.

He didn't know when his body had appeared on the long river of time and space, and a huge wave was roaring upstream and pushing down.

Lu Ye was surprised.

Is this a sign that I am going back to the afterlife again?
I have been in this world for nearly a hundred years. It would be a lie to say that I don't miss home. Anyway, I have done enough and tried my best.

It seems reasonable to leave now, right?

(End of this chapter)