Chapter 398 Three Hundred Years Later
It has been nearly two hundred years since the revival of spiritual energy.

Although there have been incidents of mysterious deaths of two Mahayana immortals, the world of immortal cultivation is still thriving overall.

Zhao Guanshan carried a large shield of ash and walked forward aimlessly. He didn’t know where he was going, nor did he need to know where he was going. He just kept walking.

While on the journey, he would not absorb even a bit of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, nor would he consume any food, water, or any so-called panacea.

Even the soul does not leave the body, just use a pair of eyes to see and observe.

The scenery along the way undoubtedly looks beautiful.

He saw the clear blue sky, the dancing white clouds, the fiery morning glow, the blood-red evening glow, and the shining stars.

I also saw several strong hunters strengthening their muscles in an ordinary small mountain village. The abundance of spiritual energy allowed plants and animals to have a good leap in life, and the energy feedback was greatly improved. By hunting some so-called spiritual beasts and exotic beasts, and then taking their flesh and blood, or grinding their muscles and bones into powder for external and internal application, they could make themselves stronger.

This is a very simple and primitive practice.

When Zhao Guanshan passed by here, he heard the old but still strong hunter seriously passing on his experience to the next generation, saying things like “to use the strength of an ox, one must first train the tendons, bones and skin, then the internal organs, and then use the whole body to exert strength” and so on.

But he also saw that hundreds of years later, this small mountain village was razed to the ground, and a strange tide of beasts swept across the countryside like a torrent.

When he passed by a large and prosperous town, he saw towering city walls, sturdy high-rise buildings, flying boats in the clouds, merchants from all directions, and goods going to all directions. In the city, there was a huge wonder called the Star-Picking Tower, which was obviously a fake imitating the Tower of Babel. He didn’t even understand why the Tower of Babel was built, but he had to imitate it first.

Here, he also saw that even ordinary warriors could afford to buy a magic talisman, which they could stick on their legs and travel a thousand miles a day.

There are also a large number of cultivators and sects in the city. They fly wildly over the city on their swords, like a beautiful landscape.

Some mortals become vassals of a sect, some rely on a warrior guild, or a trading company, and there are also free people, but they are very rare.

It’s not a harsh environment of coercion and inducement, but working for the practicing masters and selling yourself to the practicing sects, the benefits are quite good, and future generations will have the opportunity to join the sect to practice.

Cultivation is like the college entrance examination.

It is an important way for mortals to leap up social classes. Even if one cannot become an immortal cultivator, being a warrior will make one a superior person.

This is indeed a microcosm of the heyday of the world of immortal cultivation.

But Zhao Guanshan could also see that hundreds of years later, as strange beasts roamed the surrounding countryside, a large number of villages and towns around the city were razed to the ground, trade routes were blocked, and even flying boats were frequently attacked. The city eventually became an isolated city. Although it was not extinct, the reduction in resources for cultivation and the resources needed for daily life led to the deterioration of the ecology in the city.

In order to practice, you can use any means.

In order to avoid going hungry, you can do whatever it takes.

He is still a human being on the surface, but he has turned into a devil underneath the skin.

Borrowed loans must be repaid eventually.

Zhao Guanshan continued walking forward, passing high mountains and crossing big rivers. When he passed by a huge and majestic mountain group, he saw a real Tower of Babel and a mountain protection formation that was covered by clouds and mist and could protect an area of ​​a thousand miles.

Inside the formation is the mountain gate of the Tianlong Immortal Sect.

He saw that there were nearly three thousand cultivators enjoying the rich and mellow dividends of heaven and earth. The rolling spiritual energy was absorbed from all directions by the mountain protection formation, and after continuous purification and condensation, it turned into crystal clear spiritual liquid and spiritual mist.

The rolling spiritual mist was like a coiled dragon, coiling around the Tower of Babel. On top of it, the Mahayana immortal Yu Jin was accumulating strength.

She looked solemn, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

Inside the mountain gate, the crystal clear spiritual liquid turns into mellow spiritual wine, which is used to water spiritual herbs and medicines, or to nourish rare spiritual beasts and pets.

The immortal cultivators each have their own caves, some quiet, some elegant, some unique, some simple, wearing gorgeous Taoist robes, and wearing storage bracelets and exquisite magic tools on their wrists that are as white as frost and snow. This is indeed the best era, and the most beautiful era.

There is a kind and steady senior brother, and a willful and cute junior sister.

There is also a cold and powerful senior sister, and a cynical, seemingly lazy but actually shrewd junior brother.

Or there is also a black-bellied master, a bright-eyed and white-toothed but unruly female master who is greedy and loves drinking, and has explosive combat power…

This is what the world of immortal cultivation should be like.

It’s like a painting, forever frozen in the depths of people’s hearts.

Zhao Guanshan did not see the future of Tianlong Xianzong, which means that within a thousand years, Tianlong Xianzong will stand tall like a giant.

But who cares.

Zhao Guanshan just kept walking and looking like this, and walked for three hundred years in one breath.

He did not reach the limit of the world of immortal cultivation, and of course he did not care about this limit. He just wanted to observe the evolutionary trajectory of collecting karmic debts.

By the way, save energy for yourself.

This was because he could not absorb even a tiny bit of spiritual energy from the outside world, and could only rely on the innate pure yang energy generated by his pure yang body every day to support himself.

In addition to that, there are the six Li Fires, five Eight Desolate Spirit Fires, and four Burning Silence Fires in his hands, which he obtained after killing Yu Yue.

During these three hundred years, he had gained a lot and had gained a fairly deep understanding of the operation of karmic debt.

At the same time, he also accumulated a full 1.5 million strands of innate pure yang energy.

These innate pure yang energies are enough for him to refine his pure yang body to the ninety-ninth level, enough for him to improve his cultivation to the ninth level of Qi Refiner, and enough for him to survive the life calamity and fill the last gap in his ascension.

In fact, because he has no karmic debt, he can ascend at any time, and there will be no so-called heavenly calamity. Karmic debt is the heavenly calamity.

What he lacked was the original motivation to break out of the cycle of fate.

So, after walking non-stop for three hundred years, Zhao Guanshan finally stopped. He didn’t need any special environment, he just sat down on the ground casually, and a large shield of spirit ash flew out, protecting an area of ​​ten meters.

Afterwards, without any effort, wisps of innate pure yang energy would circulate continuously in the body, tempering the pure yang body while also tempering the life fire at the same time.

During the entire practice, five flames of Li also participated, resonating with the pure Yang body, one on the top of the head, two on the shoulders, and two on the soles of the feet.

Their resonance and fusion with the innate pure yang energy is extremely smooth, without any lag at all.

It only took Zhao Guanshan thirty-two days to successfully cultivate to the ninth level of Qi Refiner, then forty-five days to successfully temper his Pure Yang Body to the ninety-ninth level. Then it took him another ninety-nine days to perfectly integrate the five Fires into his Pure Yang Body. From then on, the amount of innate Pure Yang Qi he generated every day increased to a full three hundred strands.

Although it is still not much, it is a self-regenerating cycle and will not change within the limit of his lifespan.

It is worth mentioning that he now has 900 years left to live.

If he cannot ascend, he will be dead. Even if he survives the calamity, Liyue will not let him go after resurrection.

After making all preparations at this moment, Zhao Guanshan began to overcome the life-threatening calamity, which was the most important hurdle.

It is also the last obstacle for him to ascend and escape the ring of destiny.

(End of this chapter)