Chapter 609 Return

After reaching 90%, Wu Chong was finally no longer affected by distracting thoughts. He could feel that the unknown world was subtly affecting him, like radiation. According to the traditional understanding of immortality, he should have entered the Mahayana stage now.

The greatest characteristic of Mahayana monks is their ability to suppress distracting thoughts. Except for the physical body, their consciousness and soul have begun to absorb the energy of the fairy world.

Wu Chong did not feel the energy of the fairy world.

No one paid attention to him in the unknown world he sensed, and he did not see anyone such as those who led the immortal envoys to the Immortal Platform. There is nothing more than the influence that escapes passively. It's like a welded iron door, not to mention infused with energy, not even a gap is left. However, Wu Chong had already expected this situation.

There is nothing easy about cultivation, except for the door to flying!

Why can't you just chisel one out yourself?

Without the influence of other thoughts, Wu Chong felt at ease physically and mentally, and finally no longer had to sit in the middle.

"The progress has slowed down. Has my body begun to adapt to the power of the 'Hedao' interlayer?" Wu Chong glanced at 90% of the data on the panel and stood up.

It's time to exit.

At this point, he finally no longer had to care about anyone's eyes. It was time to return to Black Wind City and create his own rules.

Taking one step out and settling down again, his figure appeared in Black Wind City like a ghost.

Many years have passed since he disappeared in seclusion. During the period of his disappearance, the secret room in seclusion still maintained its previous appearance, and even the potholes destroyed by Wu Chong at that time remained unchanged.

On the periphery, the Dragon King and the Lord, who had taken the last step, were guarding here.

Xiao Fan, Yan Shijiu and others returned to the material world.

Wu Chong stopped, frowned slightly, and then stepped forward again and disappeared into the spirit world. At the edge, the Dragon King and the Lord guarding the entrance stood up at the same time and looked at the place where Wu Chong disappeared.

When Wu Chong left just now, he didn't hide his aura, so they sensed it.

"It's Brother Wu."

"It seems that I have gone to the material world."

The two quickly locked their positions and then left the spirit world. They were staying here just to wait for Wu Chong. Now that the principals were back, there was no need to continue to stay there.

material world.

The main palace of Jinghai City in Daqi.

This place has become a hereditary place for Wu Chong. Members of the royal family of Qi Kingdom in the past dynasties would come here to pay homage. Its status is similar to that of a holy land.

But today, the Holy Land was quiet.

No one dared to make any noise, as if they were afraid of disturbing someone.

In the main bedroom, all the core of Jinhai City are located here.

Lian Xing, who failed to break through to become a god, began to age. Once a cultivator begins to age, his aura will decline very quickly, and the little girl who followed Wu Chong all the way will finally be unable to hold on any longer. A monk who transforms into gods can live for a thousand years, that is, without experiencing any disasters or catastrophes. Just like ordinary people can theoretically live up to 150 years old, how many people can actually live to be 150 years old? .

"Uncle Master, please hold on a little longer, as long as Master comes back."

Yan Shijiu half-knelt in front of the bed, his eyes a little sour.

Wu Chong rescued him that day and transformed him into a god. Although he was trapped in the Daqi Spirit World, he no longer had to be troubled by Shou Yuan. It was a kind of alternative immortality. In the years that followed, he sent away many of his descendants, but his heart had long since become numb. When he looks at those descendants now, it's like looking at strangers. But Lian Xing was different. In Yan Jiu's memory, his junior uncle was a relative who had been with him very early.

When you live to this age, there are fewer and fewer elderly people around you, and each one of them is a relative who cannot be let go.

He finally understood why those gods and demons cut off their love and desire.

Most people really can't bear the feeling of being lonely step by step.

"Yes, as long as the boss comes back, there will definitely be a solution." Green Snake Jing and several other old brothers from Black Wind Village are also here.

All of them knew the relationship between Lian Xing and Wu Chong.

I also understand what Lian Xing means to Wu Chong, and may be his last trace of family affection. If Lian Xing dies, the future leader may become more and more indifferent, slowly forgetting things like 'emotion', and become like the clay statues on the altar, without desires or desires.

"Don't worry, he won't be dead for a while."

Lianxing was lying on the bed, her smile still the same as in her memory.

It's just that his face looks much older.

Smiling and losing consciousness, she began to reminisce.

Recalling the days when he was in the twenty-eight states, his dream was to create a martial arts holy land, become the second palace master himself, and leave the position of the first palace master to his elder brother. She even thought of a name, and it was called Yihua Palace.

I just don’t know why, but my eldest brother strongly opposed it after hearing the name, and the Yihua Palace was not successfully established until the end. Later, they separated, and the eldest brother was always in a hurry when he saw her, as if something was threatening his life.

Getting stronger along the way.

Become stronger again.

"At that time, the eldest brother was always so careful. He had to dig several caves for retreat." Lianxing said minding his own business.

I don’t know who I’m talking to.

"I always feel that someone will harm him, but he is so strong, who can harm him."

As he spoke, Lianxing fell into memories again.

When people get old, they just like to reminisce.

Lian Xing had so many memories in his life that he couldn't even count them. He often couldn't get back to his senses for several days when he recalled them.

"What are you thinking about?"

After Wu Chong returned to Black Wind City, he immediately sensed the situation here, and his figure appeared in the room as soon as he moved.

No one else had reacted yet. It wasn't until Mahou shouted that the others suddenly came out of their daze.

"The boss!"

"Master."

Everyone looked excited. For these people, Wu Chong was already their spiritual support. In their understanding,

"I'm thinking about Yihua Palace."

Lian Xing felt his hand being pulled and recovered from the memory.

"Yihua Palace?"

Wu Chong didn't think about it for a while, after all, it had been a long time ago for him.

"Brother, you are still the same as before, you haven't changed at all."

Looking at Wu Chong who looked exactly the same as in his memory, Lian Xing's eyes flashed with sadness. She didn't want her eldest brother to see her old appearance, but the years were ruthless, and she couldn't reverse it.

"You won't change, because I'm here."

A ball of light emerged from Wu Chong's palm, and the white-hot light spread along his palm and into Lian Xing's body.

‘Youth stays forever! ’

The power of Wudao was activated instantly, and Lianxing, who was originally chicken-skinned and white-haired, actually changed under the influence of this power. The loose skin filled up again, the white hair on the head turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the eyes returned to their lively appearance.

"Rejuvenate yourself?!!"

Everyone behind him had never seen this scene before, and they all exclaimed in surprise. Even the Dragon King and Lord, who had just arrived after hearing the news, were shocked and looked at Wu Chong with even more awe.

'He's stronger. ’