Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points.

Luo Yao was delighted and immediately stepped into the door.

Inside the portal, there was a huge space filled with rich energy.

He felt that his cultivation had been greatly improved here.

He began to explore in space, looking for the inheritance left by the strongest man.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally found a mysterious place.

There was a huge statue, and a powerful aura emanated from the statue.

Luo Yao's heart moved, and he immediately walked towards the statue. When he arrived in front of the statue, he saw a light curtain appear above the statue.

The figure of a powerful man emerged in the light curtain.

He was dressed in white, carrying a long sword on his back, and had an extraordinary temperament, like a real sword master.

The strongest looked at Luo Yao, smiled slightly, and said: "You are finally here."

Luo Yao was startled and immediately bowed and said, "Junior Luo Yao, I pay my respects to you, Senior."

The strongest man nodded and said, "I am the Sword Immortal Li Shangbai. I have left this legacy to future generations, waiting for the right person to inherit it."

"Since you can find this place, you are the one who is destined to be with me."

Luo Yao was delighted and said, "Thank you for your generous gift, Senior."

Li Shangbai smiled slightly and said, "This inheritance contains everything I have learned throughout my life. You need to understand it well."

"At the same time, I also have a favor to ask of you."

Luo Yao's heart moved, and he said, "Senior, please speak."

Li Shangbai said: "Although I have passed away, my inheritance and tradition cannot be cut off."

"I hope you can help me find a suitable disciple to pass on my heritage and tradition."

Luo Yao nodded and said, "I will do my best to live up to your trust."

Li Shangbai smiled slightly and said, "Okay, then you can start accepting my inheritance."

After saying this, he moved and turned into a ray of light, merging into Luo Yao's body.

Luo Yao only felt a powerful force surging into his body, which made his cultivation and realm constantly improve.

At the same time, he also began to understand what Li Shangbai had learned throughout his life.

Including sword techniques, mental techniques, body techniques and so on.

He felt that his cultivation and strength were constantly increasing.

It was unknown how long it had passed, but Luo Yao finally fully comprehended Li Shangbai's inheritance.

He felt that his cultivation had broken through to a new level and he had become a truly powerful man.

He stood up, bowed deeply toward the statue of Li Shangbai, and said, "Thank you for your generous gift, senior."

After saying this, he turned around and left this space, returning to the desert.

From then on, Luo Yao began his new path of cultivation.

He used Li Shangbai's inheritance to continuously improve his cultivation and strength.

At the same time, he also began to look for suitable disciples to pass on Li Shangbai's heritage and Taoist tradition.

He knew that he was shouldering the important task of inheriting and promoting Li Shangbai's Taoist tradition.

He will use his strength and wisdom to complete this mission.

Although, this will be a bit difficult.

And it will also consume a lot of time.

However, since he had received Li Shangbai's favor, he naturally needed to pay something in return.

For example, his time.

After leaving the endless desert.

Luo Yao arrived at a small mountain village.

The area of ​​the mountain village is not large, and the population is not large either.

However, this mountain village was filled with the atmosphere of fireworks that Luo Yao had not seen for a long time.

"Brother, brother"

The clear calls broke the tranquility of the mountain village, like the singing of birds in the morning light, bringing vitality to this small village surrounded by mountains.

Luo Yao, the traveler from afar, was sitting quietly on a big rock at the entrance of the village, enjoying this rare tranquility.

Suddenly, he heard clear calls coming from far away, full of innocence and expectation.

Luo Yao turned around and saw a little girl in coarse clothes and pigtails running towards him.

Her face was filled with an innocent smile, which was as warm and bright as a flower blooming in spring.

The little girl ran to Luo Yao, looked up at him, curiosity and admiration flashing in her eyes.

She asked, "Brother, are you from outside? I heard there are many fun places outside. Can you take me to see them?"

Her voice is clear and pleasant, full of curiosity and yearning for the unknown world.

Luo Yao squatted down, gently stroked the little girl's head, and replied with a smile: "Little sister, there are indeed many interesting places in the outside world, such as vast deserts, steep mountains, and prosperous cities... but there are also many dangers."

"When you grow up and learn to protect yourself, I'll take you there, okay?"

His words were full of care and responsibility, making the little girl feel warm and at ease.

The little girl pouted, seeming a little disappointed, but soon started laughing again.

She blinked her bright eyes and asked expectantly, "Brother, can you tell me about the outside world? I have never been there and I really want to hear about it."

Luo Yao nodded, smiled and began to tell about what he saw and heard outside.

As Luo Yao continued to talk, the surrounding villagers gathered around.

They sat together and listened to Luo Yao's story.

Luo Yao's stories not only made them understand the outside world, but also made them feel Luo Yao's insights and wisdom.

They were deeply attracted by Luo Yao's story, as if they were in that distant world.

In the following days, Luo Yao settled down in the mountain village.

He got along well with the villagers, often helped them solve some small problems in life, and taught them some basic training methods and self-defense skills. He won the respect and love of the villagers with his actions.

However, Luo Yao did not forget his mission. He has been looking for a suitable disciple, hoping to pass on the legacy and tradition of the Sword Immortal Li Shangbai.

In this mountain village, he met a young man named Nanming.

Xiao Ming is smart and has a great talent and passion for cultivation.

He often asked Luo Yao for advice on questions regarding cultivation, and Luo Yao always answered them patiently.

Luo Yao discovered that although Xiao Ming was still young, he had already demonstrated impressive skills and potential.

He believed that as long as he was trained well, Xiao Ming would become an outstanding disciple and inherit the legacy and tradition of the Sword Immortal Li Shangbai.

Therefore, Luo Yao began to cultivate the Southern Ming.

In the mountain village.

In a courtyard where Luo Yao was, Nan Ming was gritting his teeth and doing horse stance in the open space of the courtyard.

"If it doesn't work, don't insist on it."

"Practitioners are very cold and cruel."

Although Luo Yao's voice was calm, it contained deep concern and expectation.

He stood aside, staring at Nan Ming's sweaty back with a sharp gaze, feeling both relieved and a little worried.

Nanming did not answer, but just persisted silently.

The childishness he had at the beginning was no longer on his face, replaced by a kind of determination and persistence.

There was a determined light in his eyes, as if saying: "I can do it, I can definitely do it!"

Luo Yao sighed softly. He knew that Nan Ming was a child with firm beliefs.

From the first time he met Nan Ming, he saw the potential and talent in this child.

He believed that as long as he was given enough guidance and training, Nan Ming would be able to become an outstanding practitioner and inherit the legacy and tradition of the sword immortal Li Shangbai.

However, the path of cultivation is not always smooth.

Luo Yao knew that Nan Ming would encounter various difficulties and challenges during his practice.

He needs to constantly hone his will and perseverance in order to go further on the path of cultivation.

Luo Yao walked up to Nan Ming and patted his shoulder gently.

He felt the stiffness and tension in Nanming's body, but he didn't say anything. He just told Nanming with his actions: "You are not alone. I will always be with you."

Nanming felt Luo Yao's encouragement and support, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He raised his head and looked into Luo Yao's deep and determined eyes, his heart filled with gratitude and admiration.

He knew that he had met a true mentor and friend, who would be the most precious asset on his path of spiritual practice.

"Go on, Nanming."

Luo Yao's voice was gentle but firm. "Although the path of cultivation is difficult, as long as you persevere, you will be able to reach the end."

Nan Ming nodded, took a deep breath, and continued to do horse stance.

His heart was full of determination and confidence. He believed that as long as he continued to work hard, he would be able to become an outstanding practitioner.

In the courtyard where Luo Yao was, time flowed slowly like a stream. Silently, Nan Ming's figure became more and more upright.

There was a determined light in his eyes, which was his persistence and pursuit of kendo.

Under Luo Yao's careful guidance, Nan Ming's cultivation level rose steadily like spring bamboo, and his swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated, and every time he swung his sword, it seemed as if he could tear the void apart.

The early morning sunlight shone through the clouds and fell on the stone steps in front of the cave. Nanming had already been standing there, holding a long sword and concentrating with his eyes closed.

There were no distracting thoughts in his mind, only the sword shadows flying in his mind.

He tried to comprehend the profound aspects of the inheritance of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai. Those profound concepts about sword intent, sword heart, and sword soul were like a lighthouse in the fog, guiding him in the direction of progress.

As his cultivation level continued to improve, Nan Ming began to try to combine Li Shangbai's swordsmanship with his own insights.

He no longer sticks to the form of sword moves, but pursues the charm of sword intent.

His swordsmanship became more fluent and natural, and every time he struck out with the sword it seemed as if the purest power between heaven and earth was surging.

One day, Luo Yao looked at Nan Ming who was practicing sword, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

He walked forward, patted Nan Ming's shoulder gently, and said: "You have already comprehended the essence of the sword. Next, you need to explore and comprehend the higher realm of the sword by yourself."

Upon hearing this, Nan Ming sheathed his sword, turned around and saluted Luo Yao, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will continue to work hard."

Luo Yao smiled and nodded, saying: "The road to swordsmanship is long and difficult, but as long as you persevere, you will reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship one day."

Nan Ming felt a surge of ambition in his heart. He believed that in the near future, he would be able to become a sword master like the sword immortal Li Shangbai.

He tightened his grip on the sword again, with a determined light in his eyes, and continued on the path of swordsmanship.

Luo Yao watched Nanming's growth and progress, and his heart was filled with satisfaction and pride.

He knew that he had found a suitable disciple who could carry on the legacy and tradition of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai.

He believed that with Nan Ming's efforts, the inheritance and tradition of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai would surely shine even brighter in the future cultivation world.

However, Luo Yao also knew that his mission was not accomplished.

He also needs to continue looking for other disciples to spread the inheritance and tradition of Sword Immortal Li Shangbai to a wider area.

He believed that as long as there were people willing to learn and inherit these precious traditions and traditions, the spiritual world would become more prosperous and powerful.

So Luo Yao took Nanming away from the mountain village.

Although I stayed in this mountain village for several years.

Even, Luo Yao still felt a little reluctant.

But many times, reality is always like this.

Why climb to a higher level? To gain greater strength.

He always needs to experience and gain experience continuously.

It’s about ten miles outside the mountain village.

In a forest that is not very large.

Luo Yao was quietly leaning against a century-old book.

His expression remained calm and unchanged.

In front of him was a young man holding a sword and fighting with a monster.

This young man was Nan Ming.

His swordsmanship has become more and more sophisticated. Every strike of the sword is precise and powerful, as if it can cut through the air.

Although the monster was huge in size and had incredible strength, under Nan Ming's swordsmanship, it was like a tamed wild beast and could only passively endure attacks.

The roar of the monster was earth-shaking, but Nan Ming's eyes were unusually firm. There was only the sword and the pursuit of kendo in his heart.

He kept swinging his sword, and every swing seemed like he was fighting his inner demons, and he used all his strength in every swing.

Luo Yao watched Nan Ming fighting the monster, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Although, in his eyes.

Nan Ming's swordsmanship was still extremely immature, and could even be described as full of flaws.

But for that monster.
Nan Ming's swordsmanship is already extremely terrifying.

This monster is called "Green Scale Beast" and is one of the overlords of this forest. Its scales are as hard as iron and its strength is amazing.

However, under Nan Ming's swordsmanship, its scales were as thin as paper and were easily cut, causing blood to flow.

Nan Ming kept swinging his sword, and every swing seemed to be venting his emotions. He poured all his strength into his swordsmanship, trying to defeat the green-scaled beast.

The green-scaled beast roared. It felt Nan Ming's determination and perseverance, as well as the scars on its own body.

It began to become more violent, trying to defeat the Southern Ming with greater force.

However, Nan Ming did not back down, but instead became more determined in his beliefs.

He knew that as long as he persisted, he would be able to defeat this green-scaled beast. (End of this chapter)