Immortality begins with whale hunting

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Chaotic sky and sea.

Following a terrifying space fluctuation, the void suddenly shattered, and a huge star shuttle rushed out.

"Finally home."

Bai Xuan came to this world, and the figure rushed out from the star shuttle.

He looked down at the vast and chaotic empty sea. This originally endless vast sea had become very small in his eyes now.

The scope of the East China Sea cannot even accommodate a single star.

Shi Yue had already said goodbye to him and ran to his hometown halfway.

Unlike Bai Xuan, he will not stay here for too long, that is, he will come back to see some of his collateral descendants, pick a few, and then return.

After all, his wife and children are still alive.

"The Bai family..."

Bai Xuan glanced over, and in an instant, his spiritual thoughts rushed out.

The terrifying Four Tribulations divine thoughts swept across the endless sea in an instant.

With one step, Bai Xuan disappeared directly, leaving behind the huge star shuttle.

Not far away, on an island.

"What it is?"

Several grandmasters rushed up, looking horrified.

They had all reached the state of Qi and blood flowing like a river, but when they saw the huge star shuttle, which was about the size of dozens of small islands, they could only feel deep fear.

They can all feel it, even if they try their best, they can't even try to shake it at all.

This is simply something from another world level.

"Could it be an invasion from the outer sea! Report to Qianshan Island immediately."

These masters all have the marks of the Qianshan Army on their bodies and sleeves.

A hundred years have passed, and the East China Sea has changed drastically.

……

Qianshan Island.

When Bai Xuan arrived in the air, it only took a moment.

His figure appeared here quietly, and it was inevitable that he would have a nostalgic look on his face.

"It's been a long time since I've been back."

When he set foot on the Cave Sky Passage, he never thought about the possibility of returning.

At that time, he was already prepared to disappear, leaving many legacy to Ran Kukai.

But now that we are back, the development here can be described as extremely brilliant.

At this moment, Bai Xuan was walking on a familiar street, and it was difficult to recognize everything around him clearly.

A hundred years have passed, and the bluestone road has been demolished and replaced with thick golden stone with a slight greenish-gold color. It is wide enough for dozens of carriages to pass.

The buildings on both sides are no longer the mortal restaurants of the past, but the Qiong Tower rising into the sky, a full hundred meters high, with faint talismans flowing, lingering in the singing clouds and mist.

The entire island has been transformed into a resort for the Immortal Family. Only the roar of horse hooves can be heard, and the knights galloping past are filled with energy and blood rushing like a river, which is terrifying and powerful.

A hundred years have passed, and Qianshan Island has become a completely different image, as if its aura has revived.

Bai Xuan felt very calm.

He could see that the entire island was surrounded by a huge formation, and the endless power of heaven and earth gathered together. This was a unique condition.

The Qianshan Army swallowed up the entire power of the East China Sea and developed to its current level, which did not surprise him, but all traces of the past had disappeared.

The rain falling on the street a hundred years ago, the scene where he vowed to defeat the Star Hunter Thieves after breaking through the Grand Master, has disappeared in time.

In an instant.

Bai Xuan has already set foot in the courtyard he is familiar with.

The courtyard where he started from this side of the world, his fisherman's courtyard.

The entire Qianshan Island has become extremely powerful, but only this courtyard still maintains the simple and ordinary state of the past.

In the courtyard, there is still the iron pot that Bai Xuan used to practice Iron Sand Palm, but most of it has been rusted.

"It's really thoughtful."

Bai Xuan stood in the courtyard, and in his eyes, there was a faint image of a mighty and endless river.

At this moment, he fell into concentration and had an epiphany, as if endless light from the universe was traced back in his eyes, and time flowed backwards.

……

He stood here meditating, but the guards at the door found no trace.

"I was originally transferred to guard the former residence of the Holy King. I thought it was so glorious and grand, but it turned out to be just an ordinary shabby courtyard? Nowadays, the courtyards of ordinary fishermen are also high-end families, so they shouldn't be so shabby."

One of the guards said in confusion.

He originally thought that being transferred to guard the former residence of the Holy King would be a great honor, but when he arrived, he was unexpectedly surprised, which made him feel a little disappointed.

"Then you don't understand."

Another guard said in a low voice, "The former Holy King also started in his youth. He was an ordinary sailor. At that time, Qianshan Island was just an ordinary power in the East China Sea, and the natural courtyard was very dilapidated."

"Rising from the bottom, unifying the East China Sea in one fell swoop, achieving supreme achievements, shattering the void and soaring... This is the true supreme. How can it be compared to those mediocre people in today's council?"

When it came to the "council", a hint of disdain appeared on the expressions of the two soldiers.

The so-called council is now the ruling body of the Qianshan Army, and has now become a place where the children of aristocratic families are gilded.

After all, the East China Sea is invincible, and the Qianshan Army is no longer an army, but a sanctuary for martial arts practice. There is no longer anything to fight against, and naturally there is no need to fight.

"It's really mediocre. I heard that there was a sea disaster over there at the Nine Swords Gate. There were terrifying sea beasts making waves in the sea, and the Grandmaster was hard to defeat. The council has been dragging on for two months and no one has dealt with this matter."

"My hometown is over at Nine Swords Gate. The council is really useless. It would be better to join those martial arts groups. Maybe it would be better..."

Several soldiers chatted animatedly.

In the courtyard, in just a moment, the mighty river gradually disappeared in Bai Xuan's eyes.

"Unfortunately, it's still worse."

Bai Xuan knew that there was indeed a gap in his talent on the Zhouguang River.

He didn't force it, he stood up, glanced over, and disappeared in an instant.

The soldiers were suddenly startled and turned around to see that there was nothing there, feeling a little puzzled in their hearts.

"Where does the wind come from?"...

Bai Xuan walked all the way across the island, feeling something in his heart, but he didn't say much.

He saw the changes in the entire East China Sea with a panoramic view.

At this moment, above the East China Sea.

There was originally a terrifying storm that was blowing, and the waves were soaring into the sky. It was about to sweep up and engulf a fleet. Even if the Grand Master stepped in to support it, it could not resist it.

Above this fleet, there is the flag of Qianshan Army.

But in an instant, the storm was dissipating. In the eyes of many masters, the storm quietly dissipated. In just a few breaths, it was calm and cloudless again.

As the sun shone down, many sailors on the entire fleet were stunned with shock, and they escaped by twists and turns.

"The great Holy King protected us, and we escaped!"

Many sailors cheered.

On another small island tens of thousands of miles away, a pirate fleet was coming ashore, burning, killing and looting, with flames rising into the sky.

"Kill!"

The defenders all have the mark of the Qianshan Army, and the pirates who attack and kill have ferocious double-horned skeletons on their bodies, and the long swords in their hands are shining with fire, which is a unique method of cultivating Qi and blood.

These pirates were all ruthless and would kill without leaving any survivors alive.

"Kill all these pampered Qianshan warriors, we men of the sea will drink blood to fight!"

While these pirates were slaughtering, a breeze suddenly blew, and within a few breaths, the ocean was furious, setting off a terrifying tsunami!

"No!"

"Save me! Great Poseidon..."

More than ten fleets, with thousands of people, were swallowed up by the ocean in just a few breaths. After the tsunami swept over, they calmed down, as if they were satisfied with the sacrifices.

The people on the shore and the guarding warriors were really dumbfounded when they saw this scene. This scene was so magnificent that the entire ocean was churning and endless huge waves rolled by, making them tremble in their hearts.

"This is the whale hunter and the Holy King of Thousand Mountains protecting us!"

A scholar who had read poetry and books suddenly shouted, "You still haven't knelt down to thank the Holy King!"

He took the lead in kneeling down, and many Qianshan warriors in front looked at each other, wondering in their hearts. Naturally, they did not believe in ghosts and gods, but the Holy King was the totem and belief of the Qianshan Army. It has represented the highest achievement of martial arts for hundreds of years, and The great cause of unifying and pacifying the East China Sea is also the founder of Qianshan Military Martial Arts. Therefore, they all worshiped him when they started. At this moment, they all used the word "clean" to kneel down and worship the East China Sea.

At this moment, in countless places on the vast East China Sea, the sea appears, storms emerge, and even many sea beasts in the sea form groups to rescue people who have fallen into the water...

"With a single thought, everything is possible. This is the true God."

Bai Xuan walked through Qianshan Island, feeling very calm in his heart. For mortals, it is like a miracle, but for a true god, it is not difficult to control all changes within hundreds of thousands of miles. This is the essential difference.

He walked through the street, and not far away was another courtyard. It was no different from a hundred years ago. There were garrisons around it, with thousands of people. Many of the guards had powerful energy and blood, and they were all masters.

Bai Xuan didn't care about them, and they couldn't see Bai Xuan. He stepped out and pushed the door open, and saw about a dozen people practicing martial arts in the courtyard. Picture of the Wind and the Tiger.

Under the eaves, an old man was dozing off. Several disciples were waiting beside him, all of whom were in the realm of great masters with vitality and blood as strong as the sea.

"who?"

After entering the courtyard, only the disciples could see Bai Xuan. When he sounded a warning, the old man above him suddenly opened his eyes.

"Disciple Bai Xuan, pay homage to your uncle."

Bai Xuan said calmly.

……

At this moment, the old man's shock was naturally indescribable. He stood up suddenly, stood there for a long time, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. The laughter was like thunder, shaking the entire courtyard, and faintly forming a terrifying pressure of true blood.

Putting aside the knots in his heart and having endless supplies to support him, in a hundred years, Bai'ehou had also entered the realm of divine appearance.

The surrounding disciples are all confused. The most important thing is, how old is the title uncle?

Among the many disciples here, no one is of this generation. At this moment, he was puzzled when he saw Bai Xuan's eyes sweeping over. In an instant, everything around him changed, and the person was already standing on the street.

"This... what kind of power is this?"

Many disciples were at a loss, and their hearts were even more shocked.

in the courtyard.

"You can actually come back? I heard that those who go back never come back. In all these years, no one has ever come back..."

Bai'ehou was deeply moved and sat down to talk with Bai Xuan.

This situation is just like a hundred years ago. In the blink of an eye, a long time has passed.

For Bai Xuan, the time he spent practicing was several orders of magnitude longer than a hundred years, but when he returned to his hometown, he felt nostalgic in his heart.

But he knew why no one came back. Firstly, non-school disciples had to at least Nirvana gods and demons, or even true gods, to have the right to return. Secondly, basically those who took the boat took all their relatives and friends away, and there were no It is necessary to return to the small place of Zhuhai.

"In about ten years, the Bai family has grown into a behemoth that I could not imagine in the past. After another fifty years, the next two generations have grown up, and Qianshan Island has become the supreme martial arts holy land in the East China Sea. I also Just retire and come back to continue teaching.”

Bai'ehou talked about the past with satisfaction.

He has lived for too long, witnessed his disciples accomplish the unparalleled feats in the East China Sea, and saw the rise of the Bai family to become the most powerful holy land in the East China Sea. He has no other wishes.

The two talked from afternoon to night. Bai'ehou had already fallen into a deep sleep, and Bai Xuan just stood up.

Logically speaking, a powerful person with a divine form can live for hundreds or even thousands of years, but in fact this is not the case. At Bai Xuan's level, he can already feel that the entire chaotic sea is like an unimaginably huge whirlpool. Slowly devouring everyone's lifespan.

The so-called bad energy is exactly the gravitational force of this vortex.

Bai Xuan can feel that this whirlpool is almost unimaginably huge. Only a very small part appears in the Chaos Kong Sea, and most of it is hidden in the depths of the void, even in the Zhouguang River. Most of the seas are covered by The sealed space is all to hide the huge whirlpool.

Therefore, although Bai'ehou has only lived for a hundred years at this moment, his original life span is already quite long. At this moment, his life span is less than two hundred years, and he is already like a candle in the wind, almost blown away.

Therefore, there are some powerful masters around to protect him, just because he is afraid that no one will take care of him and he may grow old quietly.

Even if such an ending, for him, is actually the end of his life, it might as well be the end of it.

Bai Xuan naturally understands in his heart that such power cannot be possessed by ordinary people. Even if he is a true god, his power is far inferior to it. This is an extremely terrifying power that can only be matched by the complete recovery of the Supreme Heavenly Furnace. !
Bai Xuan looked at the sky for a moment before looking back.

With a flick of his hand, he used the art of alchemy to extract infinite alchemy energy from the void, and refined it out of thin air. The lightning flashed, and powerful vitality surged out, flowing like a stream, and integrated into Bai'ehou's body.

This method was used to increase Bai'ehou's lifespan crazily in one breath.

In order to avoid too many problems, Bai Xuan didn't even refine Bai'ehou's physical body too much, otherwise he could easily transform it into a golden and iron immortal body.

He chose the most conservative method and hid an immortal inner elixir in his body. The energy source continuously produced the source of life and merged into the body to make up for the shortfall in life span.

After doing all this, Bai Xuan glanced away and looked in the distant direction, towards the sea area where the Nine Swords Sect was located.

He could see that there was a mighty shadow in the depths of the sea. He could not see through it in the past, but now he could see that the shadow was made up of overlapping layers of void sea, and behind it was the sea. the abyss.

(End of this chapter)