The System Granted Me Immortality, But I Just Want To Die

"Have you found out what happened?"

Ao Ting asked excitedly!

That matter was so big that the entire Southern Territory may have known about it, and the laws of heaven and earth were cut into silence with one sword.

This is a very rare thing.

At least it's something that monks in the saint realm can do by catching each other and fighting each other.

This kind of great fun is very attractive to Ao Ting, who is about to get moldy in this Ten Thousand Mountains Demonic Lake!

But the facts disappointed Ao Ting.

I saw the black-robed monk kneeling on one knee and replied in a buzzing voice.

"Young Master, I am incompetent. The remaining law aura in that world is too strong, and there is not only one law aura, but two!"

"My cultivation level is low, so I really can't get too close..."

After hearing this, Ao Ting curled his lips, smashed the bar twice, and thought for a moment.

"Two breaths of law? Are the quasi-emperors fighting? It's unlikely. There are limits to the quasi-emperors' ways of fighting."

"Then it's probably the Quasi-Emperor who is cleaning out the demon species."

After all, Wanshan Demon Lake is the best place for demon species to hide. The monks here are generally not high in cultivation and the demonic aura is strong, making it a natural refuge for them.

For example, a hundred years ago, Qingzhu Quasi-Emperor eliminated a Great Saint Realm demon species here.

Ao Ting's only brain kept thinking, and finally came up with an explanation that seemed reasonable, but actually had nothing to do with the facts.

But it was already Ao Ting's limit. Another person could only guess like this.

Ao Ting kept thinking, and finally felt that this must be the case.

So I didn't blame the Heaven-Building Realm monk for not doing things well and told him to get up quickly.

The black-robed monk thought for a moment and said:

"Young Master, I have just investigated. The Lingxu entrance you arranged to go to Beihua Lingxu will be opened not far from Wanshan Yaoze in three years!"

"You're ready to leave."

"Seriously!" Ao Ting slapped the table and shouted excitedly.

This was the news he had been waiting for a long time.

After all, Chen Yun can't be found. The heavens are really too big. Do you want to look for someone aimlessly?

Ao Ting's comment was that it would be better to burn incense for him!

I won't be able to find him until he dies. If I have that time, I might as well burn more paper.

So Ao Ting planned to go to Beihua Lingxu to find the Li Sword Sect first, so that the chance of meeting Li Mu would be greater.

"Yes, it's absolutely true!" The man in black robe nodded and replied.

After Ao Ting heard this, he waved his hand and told the black-robed monk to retreat.

Then Wuhu~, shouted out!

Belonging means being as happy as you want.

Ao Ting took out a sword emblem from the space magic weapon, looked at him and shouted loudly

"Li Mu, I, Ao Ting, make a three-year agreement with you here. After three years, I, Lord Ao, will trample all the geniuses of your Li Sword Sect under my feet."

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Ao Ting seemed to think of the agreement Li Mufanchen made with him when he entered the world, and smiled dangerously.

And that agreement was that during the mortal world, he and Li Mu would visit the families behind them with their respective belongings.

To put it nicely, it means we are going to have a discussion; if it sounds bad, it means ruining the scene!

They were all fighting against the geniuses of the same realm, and it was a way of showing off one's power.

May I ask? Two wealthy young men with similar backgrounds, what else can they compare with other than their backgrounds?

Then it can only be compared with personal ability.

And Ao Ting was obviously prepared.

He broke through to the ninth level of mountain-moving peak early, and then fell straight into the sea a little bit further.

Ao Ting obviously knew that he wanted to fight against monks of the same level, so he refused to take advantage of the gap in cultivation.

If you want to fight, fight someone weaker than yourself.

This is Ao Ting, and this is the path he takes to be invincible in the same realm.

Ao Ting's eyes were shining and full of expectation!

. . .

Southern Territory, at the top of a mountain!

It was early in the morning, and Chen Yun got up and took Xiaolu with him, and set off on the road again.

Returning to Dazhutian, the sand table given to him by Yinying in Chen Yun's sea of ​​consciousness can be used normally again.

So Chen Yun is now preparing to head towards the sea of ​​purple bamboo flowers!

If you ask Chen Yun why he wants to return to Zizhu Flower Sea so much, Chen Yun doesn't know.

Maybe it's the otaku gene engraved in my bones that's starting to cause trouble.

Wherever you belong, it feels like home, and where you want to go.

Green mountains, green waters, blue sky and white clouds.

Occasionally, there are roars and cries of wild beasts, and the sounds of fighting are also heard, but they are all little monsters who have not yet developed spiritual wisdom or Jindan realm cultivation.

Chen Yun let out a little breath, which caused them to scatter in all directions.

This is also the first time that Chen Yun has truly seen the scenery of the heavens except the sea of ​​purple bamboos and flowers.

Although there are simulations on the Consciousness Sea sand table, they are never as real as before.

Chen Yun walked with long strides, looking at the scenery along the way, humming a tune slowly.

He's always been like this, usually walking and never flying.

To those who don't know, from a distance, he looks like a white-clothed young man with little cultivation.

It really doesn't look like what a Mahayana monk should look like. After all, by reaching the Mahayana realm, he is already an upper-middle-level monk among all the heavens.

There are thousands of creatures in the world, and the road to the great road becomes a single-plank bridge.

If you don't rush to the top, you will plummet.

Therefore, monks who have reached the realm of transcending tribulation truly understand the importance of the path of cultivation.

Naturally, I am not so sad about anything other than spiritual practice.

As for Chen Yun, who is on his own path, he certainly doesn't need to compete with others to win.

He just needs to walk slowly and look slowly. He is really not in a hurry, so everything is quiet and calm.

Chen Yun has always been like this.

. . .

Another gust of breeze blew across my face.

Chen Yun turned around and looked at Du Yu, who had been following silently behind him.

The little green guy above Chen Yun also blinked and stared at him with big eyes, a little confused.

"Don't you want to see the outside world by yourself? Why are you following me all the time?"

Chen Yun asked calmly.

"Brother Chen...I don't know where to go? And you really don't know what to do if I leave..."

Du Yu whispered.

Chen Yun looked at Du Yu who was completely different from when he was a child, shook his head slightly and said.

"I still like you better when you were a child. Although you were ignorant and incompetent, you were more confident and brave. At the Qi Refining stage, you blinded the eyeball of a Jindan stage monster with your own wisdom and courage!"

"But now that you have become a monk in the Tribulation Realm, the more capable you are, the more hesitant you become!"

"Take a closer look at that Jindan realm monster lying on the ground, and think about it...are you still the same person?"

Chen Yun's tone was still calm, and he was not very disappointed.

For Chen Yun, Du Yu was full of Ao Ting's shadow when he was a child, which made Chen Yun feel good about him, so he casually saved him.

But now Du Yu has obviously lost something original.

Chen Yun was not disappointed. After all, such a thing was indeed a big blow to Du Yu.

But this has nothing to do with Chen Yun.

So Chen Yun didn't say anything more, turned around and left.

Xiao Lu was still lying on Chen Yun's head reluctantly, tilting her head and looking at Du Yu,

Du Yu, who was behind him, listened to Chen Yun's words and looked at Chen Yun's figure gradually moving away. He clenched and tightened his fists.

The aura on his body was unconsciously disordered, and the aura of his cultivation level in the Tribulation Realm was unintentionally raging out.

It was Du Yu's Taoist heart that buzzed again, like a sign of breaking.

The roars of wild beasts in the forest fell silent, and the wind seemed to have stopped.

Chen Yun was still walking leisurely, seemingly unaware of Du Yu's changes.

. . .

PS: So tired, so tired! (╥_╥)