Shangyuque

Chapter 31 Once You Close Your Eyes, You Become an Immortal
On the way back, Wang Xianmao looked calm, but Yu'an guessed that the clan leader must be accumulating strength for the tenth combo after returning.

Wang Yulou didn't say anything either, and his expression was even more solemn than Wang Xianmao's.

Yu'an followed the two of them, feeling extremely flustered.

"Chief, we were just going to drink a pot of spiritual tea and leave after we finished, but we didn't expect you to come."

"Shut up!"

Yu'an didn't dare to speak.

"Clan leader, how long is the lifespan of a Purple Mansion cultivator?" Yulou asked.

"Let's talk about it when we get back!"

The clan leader looked at Yu Lou sternly, his eyes were more serious than when he told Yu An to shut up just now.

Children, be careful with your words!

Here, every word and action of all the monks in Qingxifang will be within her ears and eyes!

Yulou actually understood the clan leader's answer.

His face turned pale as he followed the clan leader out of the gate of Baibaofang.

It was obvious that the monks who came to participate in the Qingxi event were all happy and looked extremely cheerful.

The bright moon in the sky emitted a soft glow, illuminating the gravel on the ground.

But Yulou felt a chill that penetrated his bones and even his soul in this prosperous night.

This is a world of immortal cultivation where high-level cultivators can easily achieve immortality!

Great cultivators can work together to modify the rules of heaven and earth and limit the speed of cultivation of later cultivators.

Without any investigation, Yulou could imagine that the forces, families, and organizations surrounding those Purple Mansion Great Cultivators and Golden Core True Immortals controlled all the upward channels in the world of immortal cultivation.

In such a world.

The Wang family, which possesses the so-called foundation-building ancestor, is not an immortal clan, but a larger ant and a thicker leek!

The conversation between the clan leader and Danri replayed in Yulou's mind over and over again, once, twice, three times. Yulou understood the clan leader's fear more and more.
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After returning to Fuyuanju, Wang Xianmao did not deliberately raise any magic circle to block the detection.

Because he knew clearly that under the surveillance of the Purple Mansion Great Master, the Foundation Establishment cultivators did not have many secrets.

He sat on the chair and saw that the two young men who dared to visit Bailixuan were getting paler and paler, and he wanted to laugh.

"Okay, don't be nervous, I won't hit you, Yu'an."

Yu'an was no longer nervous, but Yulou still looked distracted.

Wang Xianmao felt a little melancholy.

Too much wisdom will lead to harm, too much wisdom will lead to harm. Yulou was too smart and saw through the cruelest side of the world of immortal cultivation too early.

It was clearly just a fleeting glimpse, but he still saw the elephant hidden in the room.

The elephant was so huge, yet so powerful, that no one dared to look directly at it.

Wang Xianmao thought he understood Yulou’s despair when he saw the elephant for the first time.

He pondered for a long time and said solemnly.

"The disqualification of a cultivator is not because he shrinks from the presence of the powerful, nor because he is cramped in the face of a choice, nor because he feels ashamed when a beautiful woman is by his side. (A beautiful woman does not only refer to a woman, but can be understood as a beautiful person)
“The saying that fear leads to failure and panic leads to difficulty in success is nothing but nonsense.

"Our Wang family has been passed down for 1,200 years, and we always follow the changes of dragons and snakes.

“What is the transformation of dragon and snake?
"It's just a matter of waiting for the right time. This time is not God's time, but our own time.

“This world has its own rules, but the rules can be changed by others.

“In the midst of change, the only thing we can rely on, the only thing we can be sure will not change, is ourselves.

“Yulou, don’t think too much.

“Yu’an, practice well with your elder brother.

“We must practice Qi cultivation as soon as possible, because our Wang family does not lack the courage to forge ahead!

"After 1,200 years of accumulation, the Wang family has prepared everything for every young man who wants to forge ahead!
"Before you build your foundation, the resources you receive are not inferior to those of the Purple Mansion clan, the disciples of the ten sects, and even the children of the Immortal Alliance family!"
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In the end, Yulou did not ask the clan leader what he had exchanged in the Merit Hall branch, because he knew that his experience was definitely not as good as the clan leader's.

Just lying in bed, Yulou couldn't fall asleep.

When he traveled to a world where he could cultivate immortality, he was excited at first. He imagined that he could become the most powerful immortal in the world and live a carefree life beyond the Three Realms and the Five Elements. Later, as he grew up, he found that his initial dream was as ridiculous as choosing between Tsinghua University and Peking University.

Now, at the Qingxi Festival, he saw how big the world was and how terrifying Zifu Zhenren was.

The plain-looking girl in golden clothes is a monk who is at least a thousand years old.

Why at least a thousand years old?

Wang Yinghua, the ancestor of the Wang family, is the fourth son of the ancestor Xuanying and the first generation of the Wang family after the Wang family was established!
And Wang Yinghua is my senior brother!
Today is a thousand years old, how old is Mang Xiang?

How old are the Jindan Zhenren in the world?
The next day she looked like a young girl. Did that mean that she had established her foundation a thousand years ago when she was thirteen or fourteen years old?

Yulou didn't dare to think about these things.

With his thousand-year-long Purple Mansion cultivation, Patriarch Mangxiang attempted to attain the Golden Elixir. To this end, he drew away all the resources of the Red Lantern Society and forced the sect leader to be replaced with a member of the wealthy Huang family who had been exploiting him for resources.

From the casual cultivators on the streets of Qingxifang, to Hongmei in Huafengju, to the Wang family who had been vassals of Hongdengzhao for more than a dozen generations, all the people, families, and vassals were regarded as part of the price by Patriarch Mangxiang.

According to legend, a great monk changed the rules of heaven and earth, making it impossible for monks in the Qi Induction Stage to improve their cultivation by taking elixirs.

This matter was too far away, Yulou had already gotten used to it, and he lacked a sense of reality about it.

But Mang Xiang and his apprentice Danri gave Yulou an infinite sense of reality.

Wang Xianmao was like a toy in front of Danri!
It was so cold, Yulou wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

He felt the warmth of the quilt, but his heart was still cold.

The road ahead is difficult, the road ahead is difficult.

He thought that with Wang's help, he had already stood ahead of many people.

But now, he saw clearly—there was no starting line at all.

If you can’t achieve the Purple Palace, you will end up being an ant!
Individual cultivators were exploited to the point of being drained of their bones by high-ranking officials, and vassals of large clans were exploited by the large clans to the point that all their future possibilities were sold off.

The independent cultivators could not escape the bullying of Gao Jian, and the disciples of the big sects could not escape the bullying of the disciples of the Zifu family within the sect.

However, disciples of the major sects and disciples of the Purple Mansion could not escape the call of the Immortal Alliance either.

Where can I go in this world of cultivating immortals where the design is so tight and the upward paths are almost completely blocked?
Will I become an immortal?
Forget it, will I become Zifu?

Will it?

Yulou was uncertain. At this moment, after realizing the horror of tomorrow, his faith in Taoism was shaken.

When you are alone, you always have to face yourself, and face the compromises and fears that you face in reality.

Fortunately, Yulou lived in a double room, and next to him was a Shabi brother named Yu'an.

"Brother, the Purple Mansion Master can actually live for a thousand years, we can definitely become the Purple Mansion Master too!"

Yu'an tossed and turned for a long time but still couldn't fall asleep, so he started chatting with his eldest brother.

"How do you know that Danri Zhenren lived for a thousand years?"

"She said it all. You must have heard it. She said that our Wang family has remained the same for a thousand years."

"Yes, but Patriarch Mangxiang, as the master of Danri Zhenren, is now trying to achieve the Golden Elixir, which means that Zifu's lifespan is more than a thousand years."

"Ah? That's right, but why didn't the clan leader tell us exactly how long the Purple Mansion's lifespan is?"

“That’s a very offensive question.”

"Offended what?"

"Don't ask, just go to sleep."

"Brother, if I become an immortal and you don't, I will resurrect you."

"Okay, okay, it's just a pie in the sky, right?"

"What is a pie in the sky?"

"Forget it. Don't forget the clan leader, Uncle Rong Yuan, your father and your mother. You have to revive them all. Remember?"

"My parents will surely become immortals, maybe even earlier than me!"

"Go to sleep. Dreams can bring you anything. You might even become an immortal once you close your eyes."

(End of this chapter)