Become a god by AFK starting from Naruto

The explosions of shells rose and fell, each one like a death knell, mercilessly claiming lives.

Mei Chuan Kuzi was not spared either; he was thrown away by the shockwave of the explosion and crashed heavily to the ground.

He struggled to stand up, only to find that his legs had been blown off, and blood stained his trouser legs.

"This...this is impossible!"

Mei Chuan Kuzi screamed in despair, unable to accept this outcome.

He originally thought his plan was foolproof, but he never expected it to end up like this.

In the distance, Xingliu stood suspended in mid-air, coldly observing the carnage on the artillery position.

His eyes held no pity or sympathy, only coldness and contempt for the enemy.

When everything settled down, the survivors wore joyful smiles.

They were grateful to have survived the disaster; even though their plans hadn't gone as expected, they were still alive, and that was the greatest fortune.

However, their joy did not last long before they suddenly felt their bodies lighten and were uncontrollably lifted into the sky.

They were horrified to discover that they and everything around them were being drawn together by an invisible force, converging on the same place.

No matter how much they struggled or shouted, they could not break free from the shackles of this force.

Their hearts were filled with fear and despair, as if they were facing the call of death once again.

In the distance, Xingliu stood silently, his gaze cold.

The next moment, he clenched his fist.

As he clenched his fist, all the people and objects that had been drawn together instantly merged into one.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and a somber and oppressive atmosphere filled the air.

When everything returned to calm, the artillery position had been reduced to ruins.

Those Japanese soldiers who once swaggered around and attempted to disrupt peace have all perished.

Their bodies were twisted and piled up, forming a gruesome sight.

Although the people at the birthday banquet were unaware of this scene, they looked at Xingliu with the same adoration they would show to a god.

Zhang Jingqing gazed at the slowly descending star stream, took a deep breath, and then bowed, saying, "Young friend, I was wrong before."

This was an apology for his previous constant probing of Xingliu.

After all, if Xingliu hadn't offered a helping hand today, they would likely have all perished here.

Therefore, it is inappropriate to question the actions of Xingliu and others.

Xingliu simply smiled faintly and replied, "It's nothing, it's just human nature."

At this moment, Zuo Ruotong walked up to Xingliu with excitement in her heart, her eyes shining with eager light.

He took a deep breath and asked with a slightly trembling voice, "Immortal, I have been troubled by something for a long time. I wonder if you could give me some guidance?"

Xingliu nodded slightly, indicating that he was willing to listen to Zuo Ruotong's questions.

Zuo Ruotong composed herself and carefully chose her words:

"I have been dedicated to exploring the mysteries of the Threefold Reversal of Life, wanting to know if a person can restore their primordial Qi and thus reach the realm of ascension."

This question is of great significance to Zuo Ruotong, as it represents the highest pursuit of his Sanyi Sect's fundamental method of reverse rebirth and the ultimate goal of his personal cultivation.

Therefore, he stared intently into Xingliu's eyes, afraid of missing any subtle change in expression or tone of voice.

Xingliu fell into deep thought after hearing this.

Although he didn't fully understand the techniques of the game, his auto-play system gave him a high level of theoretical knowledge.

He understood that Zuo Ruotong's question was actually an exploration of the possibility that the Triple Rebirth Technique could allow one to ascend to immortality.

The answer is clear and direct: it's impossible.

If ascension to immortality were truly so easy, then legends of it wouldn't be so rare over the long course of history.

From Xingliu's perspective, the triple rebirth is indeed a shortcut to cultivation.

It uniquely reverses the practitioner's body back to the original state of primordial Qi, attempting to achieve ascension to immortality.

However, this method is opportunistic and ignores the balance and harmony of cultivating both body and mind on the path of spiritual practice, which undoubtedly leads it astray.

Every shortcut in the world comes at a huge price, and the Reverse Rebirth Triple is no exception.

It may grant cultivators great power, but ultimately they will return to their primordial energy, which is death.

Having figured this out, Xingliu slowly shook his head.

"The ascension realm you seek is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. Although the Reverse Rebirth Triple Realm is a shortcut, truly reaching the ascension realm is by no means easy."

Although it wasn't said explicitly, it undoubtedly provided the answer.

This was hard for Zuo Ruotong to accept at first, but in the end he just smiled it off.

After decades of pursuit, it's impossible to give up just because of someone's words, not even if that person is an immortal.

Chapter 202 If you're not going to compete, how am I supposed to watch the iconic scenes?

Xingliu caught a glimpse of Zuo Ruotong's fleeting smile and knew in his heart that he would probably still choose to follow the path of the original work.

Respect the fate of others and let go of helping others.

His advice just now was merely a casual remark made when he was in a good mood. Whether Zuo Ruotong listens to it or not is his own business.

Just then, Old Master Lu slowly walked over from a distance, dragging his tired body.

He walked with a limp, his face as pale as paper, clearly in extremely poor condition.

This is understandable; after all, the experience of a joyous birthday banquet nearly turning into a tragedy would be a heavy blow to anyone.

However, despite being physically and mentally exhausted, after regaining his footing, Grandpa Lu immediately expressed his deepest gratitude to Xingliu.

He bowed respectfully, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, but his gratitude was evident in his words:

"Immortal, thanks to your timely rescue, otherwise my old bones would probably have become a sinner."

His words revealed a deep sense of relief and emotion.

Indeed, many sects from the Xia Kingdom have been invited to attend the birthday banquet. If they were to encounter any misfortune here, it would undoubtedly bring immeasurable losses to the entire world of supernatural beings.

Even if his Lu family manages to escape annihilation, they will inevitably suffer a severe blow and never recover.

Therefore, in the heart of Old Master Lu at this moment, Xingliu was undoubtedly the savior he was most grateful to.

He was willing to do everything in his power to fulfill any request Xingliu made.

Xingliu sensed the sincerity in Old Master Lu's words, and he originally wanted to respond to this gratitude with a small favor.

However, when he was about to say it, he changed his mind.

He smiled slightly and looked at Old Master Lu, saying, "Old Master Lu, if you are truly grateful to me, how about granting me a request?"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Lu immediately patted his chest and assured him:

"Please speak, Immortal! Let's not talk about just one thing, but ten or a hundred. As long as the Lu family can do it, we will do our utmost to accomplish it for you!"

Xingliu chuckled and shook his head, saying, "No need for that, it's just a small matter."

As he spoke, he glanced at Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei before continuing:

"Someone suggested at the birthday banquet that the younger generation have a competition. How about we set it for tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.

They had expected Xingliu to make some major or difficult request, after all, he had just saved everyone's lives.

However, no one expected that his "request" was simply to watch a competition between his young disciples.

However, some people quickly realized what was happening, and their excitement was hard to hide.

The fact that the immortals were interested in their contest was undoubtedly a tremendous opportunity for them.

If they are chosen by immortals, their future will be limitless, and they may be able to avoid taking decades of detours.

Lu Jin listened from the side, but suddenly felt a chill. He subconsciously touched his head and muttered to himself: What's going on? Why do I have a feeling that I'm going to be unlucky?

At the same time, Old Master Lu also felt somewhat puzzled.

He didn't understand why Xingliu would make such a request, but then he thought that since it was the immortal's wish, there must be a reason for it.

In any case, this request is not excessive, and it is even beneficial to the Lu family.

So, Old Master Lu immediately nodded in agreement:

"Very well! We will do as the immortal wishes. Tomorrow I will arrange a competition among the young disciples so that the immortal can have a good look."

After saying his farewell, he turned and left to begin preparations for the grand competition.

That evening, the entire Lu family was in a flurry of activity.

To prepare for this significant competition, they specially built several spacious and impressive fighting arenas, and also carefully arranged the audience seating and rest areas to ensure that every guest who came to watch the competition could have a comfortable experience.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the Lu family's martial arts arena was already bustling with activity and excitement.

Thanks to the arrival of the mysterious immortal Xingliu, this competition was far grander than any previous one.

Some wandering people even came here specifically to be chosen by the immortals and become their disciples.

It's just that there wasn't enough time; otherwise, there could have been more people here.

The Lu family had no choice but to accept the hospitality.

As guests arrived one after another, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena grew increasingly lively.

The audience members either whispered and discussed among themselves, or eagerly awaited their arrival.

At the heart of this grand competition, Xingliu sat quietly on the high platform.

His gaze was indifferent, showing little interest in the upcoming competition.

Indeed, Xingliu was not particularly moved by the competition among these young disciples.

He orchestrated this whole thing mainly to see Lu Jin slapped and cry by Zhang Zhiwei, creating a memorable scene.

Thinking of this scene, Xingliu couldn't help but smile slightly, and at the same time took out Konoha's latest video camera from his pocket, ready to record this wonderful moment.

Seeing Xingliu's actions, Chinatsu and Kaguya, who were standing next to him, couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.