It Took 100,000 Years of Immortal Cultivation To Discover That Xinxian Village Was a Forbidden Area

What is this place?

An old man in plain uniform was a little dazed. At sixty years old, he almost couldn't bear it. Fortunately, the ground where he fell was a little soft.

Why is the ground so soft?

I was wondering in my heart, and the strong peach blossom fragrance came to my nostrils.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes became deep, no, what's going on, he came out of his son Zhu Biao's palace just now, why did he come here all of a sudden?

He was a little dazed and his face was pale, because the crown prince Zhu Biao had been ill for several months, and a group of imperial doctors knelt in a row.

When Zhu Yuanzhang learned that Zhu Biao had only one breath left and that time was running out, he was shocked.

Although he was usually strict with the prince, he tried his best to cultivate this child, hoping that he would become a talent.

I hope that after a hundred years, he can successfully succeed him and continue the glory of the Ming Dynasty.

The training of these years is about to go to waste, and the white-haired people send the black people.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had always been strong, had a much older face, and his eyes were a little red and swollen. No one who followed him dared to say a word, because they had never seen Zhu Yuanzhang like this.

At this moment, he is no longer the emperor, but an old father.

Don't follow, we want to walk by ourselves.

Zhu Yuanzhang left a word and didn't let anyone follow.

In the aisle where nobody notices.

His tears flowed down like rain.

He was already a certain age, and when he began to cry, his body trembled, his back was bent, and his breathing gradually became difficult.

Unable to support his trembling body, the sixty-year-old man reached out to support the wall.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Our son.

Zhu Yuanzhang burst into tears, and kept beating his chest with his hands. When crying, he even had difficulty breathing.

Crying and crying, the wall he was leaning on became illusory, a mysterious force pulled him, and the next moment, he fell on the soft peach petals.

Zhu Yuanzhang slowed down for a while, got up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, regained the emperor's calmness, and looked at this place suspiciously.

There are colorful fallen flowers here, like a paradise. There is a dead tree in front of it, and there is a black dog sticking out its tongue on the wooden bridge.

There are also floating castles in the air.

Um?

What's the matter with this suspended pavilion?

Who made such a castle in the air? The Ming Dynasty still had such skilled craftsmen?

He was about to go to the pavilion to see what happened.

Boom, the sound of thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and the sound of thunder was deafening.

Zhu Yuanzhang felt his brain buzzing and wanted to hide behind the peach tree.

No, you can't hide behind a tree.

He started as a farmer, and he is quite experienced in the natural phenomenon of thunder. Generally, taller trees can cause thunder.

So quickly ran to an open place to avoid lightning.

look up.

I saw that the sky was cloudless, but the sky was like a sea of ​​thunder, constantly bombarded, with lightning and thunder, and the momentum was huge.

In Zhu Yuanzhang's 60 years of life experience, he has never seen such a level of thunder. Is this a punishment from God?

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the sky in fear, hoping that the thunder disaster would dissipate quickly.

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's pupils contracted, and he saw a boy in white in the thunder and lightning.

Zhu Yuanzhang was astonished.

I suspect that I am overly sad and have hallucinations to see such bizarre things.

Rubbing his eyes and looking up, the sky was still thundering and lightning, but there was indeed a boy in white sitting cross-legged on it.

The young man was bathed in thunder, and his white feather coat was full of astonishing immortal energy.

Zhu Yuanzhang still didn't believe it, and rubbed his eyes again.

Look up again.

At this moment, he was sure that he was not mistaken, the one floating in the air was a boy.

The boy was bathed in thunder, and there was a layer of power visible to the naked eye winding around his body.

There was a huge momentum in the sky, and the thunder was earth-shattering.

Is this a fairy?

Zhu Yuanzhang squinted his eyes, and he was still not sure. When he was a child, he traveled all over the world and saw a lot of charlatans. What his eyes saw was not necessarily true.

Gotta try it out.

It can be inferred from subtleties, demonstrated, and concluded.

If he is really a fairy, as long as he can save the prince's life, he can agree to any conditions.

boom.

The thunderstorm in the sky is getting more and more terrible.

After about two sticks of incense, the thunder and lightning in the sky dissipated and calm returned.

Qi training has finally reached the 36th floor!

A bright smile appeared on the corner of Li Ming's mouth. If there is no accident, the 36th floor should be the ultimate, and the next time he breaks through, he will be able to enter the next cultivation realm.

Although there was something wrong with the Qi Practicing Jue, he was very satisfied, and the 36th floor was the foundation for cultivating immortals.

May I ask, who else is there besides me, Li Ming?

At that time, he will hit the saint with his hands and kick the emperor with his feet, and I am invincible.

Gently mobilizing the spiritual power, I found that my spiritual power became more and more powerful, with the terrifying power of thunder.

Suddenly, he had a feeling that now he could fight monsters at the Nascent Soul level, even in the Transcendence Tribulation Stage.

By the way, someone fell in when we broke through just now. I don't know who it could be? Li Ming looked forward to it, hoping that the Jade Heart Sutra would come in handy.

He lowered his head to look at the dragon-patterned wooden plaque on his waist, and the number displayed was 24.

It appears that this person can only stay for 24 hours.

Li Ming descended from the sky, like thunder and lightning, and fell directly to the ground, and the peach blossom petals flew in the air.

It's an old man!

Li Ming looked at the old man in plain uniform.

The old man was about sixty years old, dry and thin, and his clothes were patched all over, and they turned white from washing.

His head was full of white hair, his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had cried, his face was pale, his complexion was particularly bad, Yintang was black, his complexion was withered and yellow, and his blood was very weak.

There is a feeling of perennial malnutrition.

Combining the old man's clothes and his appearance, Li Ming deduced that he was a refugee from the famine.

Zhu Yuanzhang staggered, stepped forward and asked, Excuse me, what is this place?

Li Ming said: Yunmengzong, you fell in by accident, you can leave tomorrow and return to your place.

Just now we saw you flying up and sitting in the midst of thunder and lightning. What kind of method is this? Zhu Yuanzhang started his probing to see if he was a fairy.

Cultivation of Immortals.

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback for a moment, but still didn't quite believe it, and asked again: I don't see anyone else here, so are you the only one here?

Well, and a dog.

Li Ming finally met an old man who talked a lot. This old man communicated better than Xiaolongnv, and he also took the initiative to chat with him to relieve boredom. It was really great.

He hadn't seen a living person for ten years since Xiaolongnv, and the old man came just in time.

Let me take you to eat something first. Li Ming took Zhu Yuanzhang to the pavilion.