Longevity: Starting with Only One Life, Cultivation Depends Entirely on Survival - Chapter 432

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At this moment, dozens of great emperors were discussing important matters in the Hengtian Palace.

There are two great emperors from the Holy Light Realm who have come all the way. They represent the wishes of Yan Shituo, the Lord of Holy Light, and plan to join forces with the Heaven Realm to invade the Red Earth Realm.

“Lord of Heaven, our Lord of Holy Light has entrusted us to cooperate with you to deal with the world of mortals together.”

“During the original battle for the Star Territory, this monk from the world of mortals repeatedly ruined our good deeds, and your heavenly realm also has enmity with the world of mortals. Now this cooperation is a good thing for both you and me.”

The emperor standing on the left side of the Holy Light Realm said in a deep voice to Qi Heng with his hands raised.

“Oh? Cooperation, what kind of cooperation method?”

Qi Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, looking extremely majestic.

Now that he has become the Lord of Heaven, Qi Heng has shed some of his previous appearance and become more mature.

“Lord of the Returning Heaven Realm, my lord means that each of them will send five great emperors and an army of hundreds of thousands of monks to use their great supernatural powers to open the passage of the three realms and reach the central continent of the world of mortals.”

The emperor of the Holy Light Realm replied.

Nowadays, there is a Central Continent in all major interfaces, and other star fields surround the Central Continent. Therefore, in the entire interface, the Central Continent is the best in every aspect. Taking down the Central Continent is equivalent to winning the next interface. , it is only a matter of time before the merger is completed.

“That’s it. If there are only dozens of great emperors, our heaven realm can do it. Why do you need the Holy Light Realm to get involved?”

Yun Conglong didn’t bother to ask first.

Qi Heng on the gorgeous throne nodded slightly.

When the Holy Light Realm Emperor heard this, he immediately responded, obviously already prepared.

“My lord has also thought of the concerns of the heavenly realm. If we attack the world of mortals, there will be casualties. At this time, the interface is empty and it is easy for other realms to take advantage of it. If we combine the power of the two realms and each contributes half, then we can each preserve our strength to face it. Intrusion from other interfaces.”

“And our Lord said that if we capture the world of mortals, the heavenly realm can take up 60%, while our holy light realm can only take 40%.”

“In this case, can everyone in the heaven agree to cooperate?”

After hearing this, all the emperors in the heaven began to think.

Is this Holy Light Realm so kind?

“Everyone, we in the Holy Light Realm have no other motives. We are only afraid of long nights and many dreams. This Stable Emperor is indeed a very threatening figure. My Lord cannot keep him.”

The Emperor of the Holy Light Realm added.

Indeed, the Holy Light Realm has enough reasons to attack the mortal world, and the same is true for them in the Heaven Realm.

So the emperors of the heavens all looked at Qi Heng to see how he would make a decision.

“Senior Brother Qi, I think this is acceptable.”

Yang Jingyan also smiled softly at Qi Tanning at this time.

“Then just follow what Jing Yan said.”

Qi Heng also smiled slightly, and then replied to the Emperor of the Holy Light Realm: “Go back and tell Yan Shituo that our Heaven Realm is willing to cooperate.”

“The Lord of Heaven, the Holy Ming!”

The two emperors of the Holy Light Realm cupped their hands and replied loudly.

As a result, a fight against the world of mortals is slowly brewing…

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The world of mortals, the Central Continent.

In the center of the continent, there is a sect that governs all the forces in the world of mortals. It is famous in the world of mortals. It is also the holy land in the hearts of the monks in the world of mortals. Every year, countless young monks want to worship in the world of mortals.

Joining such a sect is equivalent to insuring your future cultivation path, and your achievements will never be low.

However, the selection of disciples for Qingluan Hongchen is very strict, so even if they are recruited every year, the number of people will not be very large, and it has only grown to 600,000 to 700,000 people now.

Today’s chaotic mortal world has expanded countless times, and the city at its feet is also very huge, with monks coming and going, and it is bustling and lively.

Under the huge mountain peak near the city, countless young monks are climbing the towering stairs. These days are the time to recruit disciples in the world of chaos.

A handsome young man in linen clothes mingled among the crowd, climbing up step by step.

There was a long knife wrapped in rags on his back, and a smile was on his face.

“Master, is this your sect?”

His thoughts moved slightly, and a slightly magnetic, pleasant female voice entered Jiang Mu’s sea of ​​consciousness.

“No, this is your sect.”

Jiang Mu replied softly.

“But I am just a spirit conceived by a trace of the origin of the world of mortals. Although I have her memory, strictly speaking, they are two different lives.”

“I look like her, but I’m not her, so I won’t be my master’s master.”

The female voice replied.

“I know, I know…”

“You are just similar flowers…”

Jiang Mu’s words in response were a little lonely.

“Just think of it as seeing the chaos in Hongchen for her, proving that the disciples she sacrificed her life for are very reliable, and let the name of Hongchen continue to be loud in this era, and even spread further…”

“Master, Xiaohong is watching carefully.”

The female voice replied seriously.

So Jiang Mu stretched out his hand and patted the long knife behind him, smiling in relief.

“It’s been a hundred thousand years…”

Jiang Mu stopped and turned to look at the great river and mountains below him.

Unexpectedly, I slept for a long time.

In fact, he is not completely asleep, he is also practicing.

Back in time one hundred thousand years ago, Jiang Mu was trapped in the long river of time.

The Lord of Time did indeed take two semi-immortal weapons as he said.

But others did not come back.

Jiang Mu knew that both Dao Yi and Guang Yin had failed.

Regarding Dao Yi, Jiang Mu didn’t have a good impression.

But Guangyin is a little different. He does think about himself, although it is purposeful.

But standing at this height, being able to achieve this level is indeed very impressive.

So Jiang Mu silently bid farewell to Guangyin.

“Have a good journey, cousin.”

Looking at the two semi-immortal artifacts in front of him, Jiang Mu immediately began his own refining journey.

The first thing to do is of course to refine the three-pointed two-edged sword, after all, he still needs to revive Hongchen.

Although Hongchen said that he could revive her when he reached the holy realm, Jiang Mu always felt that things were not that simple.

Daoyi’s black sword was thrown aside by Jiang Mu.

It is indeed a semi-immortal artifact. Even if it is fused, it is not easy to completely refine it.

Many years were wasted by Jiang Mu in the long river of time.

He was trapped in a corner and could not do anything. After a long time, it was indeed a bit boring.

And sometimes Jiang Mu didn’t even know how much time had passed. Everything in time was gray, as if there was no concept of time.

While refining the semi-immortal artifact, Jiang Mu simply began to realize the truth in the long river of time.

Since Guangyin is dead, he should be the next Emperor Guangyin.

It’s true, maybe Guangyin did it on purpose. Jiang Mu’s understanding of Guangyin is faster and deeper in this place.

When one path is boring, he will switch to another one, and they will understand each other in turn.

The years passed quietly like this, and Jiang Mu felt like he had a dream. When he woke up, the three-pointed two-edged sword was completely refined into his life instrument, suspended in the sea of ​​spirits.

At the same time, the instrument spirit was born, and the voice of Hongchen was the first to speak.

Jiang Mu checked himself again and found that his cultivation had reached the realm of the Great Saint.

Overjoyed can’t describe Jiang Mu’s mood at the moment.

But unfortunately, his fantasy was soon broken.

Becoming the instrument spirit Hongchen is not the original Hongchen Master.

After the explanation of the instrument spirit Hongchen, Jiang Mu finally understood that the real Hongchen would never come back.

In the face of true death, there is no option of resurrection.

Cultivators cultivate immortals, but they are never immortals.