"Are you?"

"I……"

Luo Manping looked at himself for a long time and remained silent.

In the underworld, there are five nobles who correspond to the five steps on the path to immortality.

In the fifth step, the monk can be crowned king.

That is the real king.

He is not the 'Holy King' who is called a beautiful sustenance.

Luo Manping had only seen such a strong man from a distance during the Dongyue Royal City Ceremony, and he had not yet arrived in his true form.

"There are still many geniuses in the world."

Luo Shentong looked into the distance: "Excellent monks are like crucian carp crossing the river. They are everywhere. There are only a few who can achieve Taoism. Those who can be crowned kings are rare. Geniuses? Prodigies? Taoists? There are them in every generation."

"We should admit that people are coming, but no one notices that more people are dying."

Luo Manping refused to give up and said: "There is always someone who can make it happen!"

"If you can become a Taoist, you can become an immortal!"

"who?"

"I don't know." Luo Manping shook his head blankly.

"Among ten thousand geniuses, can one reach your level?"

Luo Manping hesitated.

"What about one hundred thousand?"

"What about one million?"

"Is it so difficult for my realm?" Luo Manping didn't doubt it, but he had seen too many monks at the same realm as himself, as well as monks at higher realms.

When he was in Dongyue King City, there were so many saints walking around that he didn't have much idea.

"Disaster!"

Luo Shentong nodded and said: "Since you are already a dragon and a phoenix among men, you should believe in yourself rather than external things!"

"Without that soul flag, I would still be the best."

The ancestor stroked his beard and his eyes were full of approval: "You can teach me!"

…

Get out of the whirling forest.

The young man held an umbrella, and the red-haired ghost saint walked under the umbrella.

Yang Wu said with a smile: "My life is really mysterious. I was weak and couldn't do anything for myself during my lifetime, but after my death I became a powerful person and participated in the rise and fall of the great religion. How magnificent!"

"I don't know when I can come back after this trip." Yang Wu looked at the Eightfold Shrine behind him and the boundless ruins of the gods, and then turned his gaze.

Look ahead at the big moon on the horizon.

That was the entrance and exit of the forbidden area, and the red waves were like the glow in the sky.

Tu Shanjun did not answer.

He was not sure whether he could come back again. This trip was extremely dangerous and he could not give a guarantee to Yang Wu.

"Do you want to go to the Gandharvas?"

"Still missing."

Yang Wu shook his head slightly: "There will be a time for reunion after the armor is removed, so why end it now!"

He was actually afraid.

It's not that he is afraid of meeting his sister, but that he will lose courage and hope of living after seeing his sister. He must keep a glimmer of hope for himself, even if it is just a thought, it is enough at the most critical moment.

Walk to the place where the moon shines.

The boat anchored early.

In front of him was an endless river of blood.

"Sit tight." The boatman's aged voice sounded.

The seemingly empty eyes have an indescribable look at this moment, as if the body that was once just an empty shell finally houses a soul, and that soul is looking at the two people sitting on the bow of the boat through the window of the soul.

Tu Shanjun looked solemn.

The boatman didn't show any surprise, and said with a calm expression: "Fellow Taoist's spiritual sense is really powerful."

"Senior is not from the Asura clan?"

"It's been too long."

The captain sighed and said as if he was remembering: "I followed the ruins of a corner of the divine court and fell here. I was originally looking after the mausoleum for my master. Now that you have taken away the magical medicine branch of flat peach that suppressed the mausoleum, the mausoleum will be slowly destroyed."

Slowly appearing in this world, I can finally get out of this place."

"Peach?!" Tu Shanjun frowned suddenly.

He thought he had forgotten his past life, but who would have thought that as his cultivation level increased, his past memories would become clearer, but he just didn't want to mention it.

Unexpectedly, I saw flat peaches here.

Is Shenting really just a huge organization?

Or say: Heaven!

Recalling the method of Wanfa Sect, the manifestation of the law domain is a platform for killing immortals. Who can kill immortals?

Is it God or Heaven!

However, why has he never seen any records about these in ancient books? It's as if someone deliberately erased the existence of the Divine Court.

Of course, it is also doubtful whether heaven ever existed.

You can't judge just because of the flat peach magic medicine and Immortal Killing Platform.

Maybe the Shenting mentioned by the boatman was just a dynasty of gods and immortals that flourished in ancient times, and was buried in history with the decline of Incense Shinto.

When the Dao rises, the Dharma rises; when the Dao falls, it falls like a whale falling.

The rise and fall in the long history may even be just a flash in the pan.

Maybe one day, another supreme avenue will appear, and the immortal way will slowly withdraw from the stage of history. At that time, whether it is a legend or anecdote, it will no longer be important.

Tu Shanjun looked a little calmer, even if there really was an ancient divine court that had nothing to do with him.

He is not interested in legends.

Moreover, the captain was always addressed as Shenting, which means that even if there really is an extremely powerful Celestial Dynasty, it is dominated by gods.

Now that the gods have withdrawn from the stage of history, it is enough to prove that the immortal way is on the rise!

"I don't care about history." Tu Shanjun said calmly.

"Perhaps the answer you are looking for lies in history."

The boatman raised his head slightly, his eyes as calm as a lake seemed to bloom with strange colors: "You must want to know how to become an immortal."

Tu Shanjun's ghost eyes erupted with intense divine light. He still could not figure out what immortality was. The scriptures on becoming an immortal even said that there must be three immortalities and what they are.

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He said in a deep voice: "Senior, do you know what an immortal is? Do you know how to become immortal?"

The captain showed an expression that was indeed the case, nodded and said: "You have misunderstood."

"Immortal is immortal."

"To become an immortal is to become immortal."

"It means that you must try your best to get closer to immortality until one day you completely replace immortality!"

Tu Shanjun's pure black pupils narrowed.

Tremor!

The three immortalities in the Immortal Sutra are not three immortal things at all, but three things or things that are infinitely close to immortality.

Pretend to preach thousands of books, but truly preach one sentence.

After listening to the boatman's words, Tu Shanjun suddenly became enlightened.

No wonder I never understood the method of becoming an immortal in that Imperial Sutra.

"Thank you, senior!"

Tu Shanjun stood up and saluted respectfully.

If it weren't for this strange Taoist master, he might have been kept in the dark for a long time.

"What is close to immortality..."
To be continued...