Li Nianfan looked at him and could not bear to see him go astray. He said, "The sun rises and the moon sets, birth, aging, illness, and death. These are the laws of heaven and earth. If you don't even understand the real world, how can you pursue your own path?"
"Ten years to see the passing of spring and autumn, a hundred years to see birth, aging, illness, and death, a thousand years to sigh about the change of dynasties, and ten thousand years to see the changes of the stars. How could these be comprehended in a short period of time? If a mortal uses a day's vision to look at a million years of heaven and earth, it is no different from fishing the moon in a well. "
The scholar's body trembled and his expression changed constantly. Sometimes it was excited, sometimes it was confused.
Li Nianfan ignored him and walked back to the mountain.
He could only help here. Whether he could think it through or not depended on himself.
Although immortality was a dream for everyone, it was not worth it to go crazy for it. It was better to recognize reality.
Back at his residence, Li Nianfan threw the two large carps to Xiao Bai and told her the dishes to eat today. Then he quietly enjoyed his lunch alone.
At this moment, a thousand miles away, a white-haired old man was rushing towards the Wanjian Immortal Sect with a young man.
They were also sword cultivators who used Sword Kinesis Flight.
Along the way, the old man sighed and sighed, his eyes filled with pity.
The young man finally could not help but ask, "Master, the Wanjian Immortal Sect probably no longer exists. Why are we still going there?"
The old man sighed and said, "Chong-er, we cultivators have always been going against the heavens. We seem to have transcended the mortal world, but in reality, there are dangers everywhere. If one day we are caught between life and death, I'm afraid there won't even be someone to collect the corpse."
"Bai Wuchen and I are both sword cultivators. We have been fighting for a hundred years. I am the only one who will collect the corpse of that old fellow."
"Master, what if we meet the Sword Demon?" the young man asked worriedly.
The old man said indifferently, "If we meet him, then so be it. I don't have many years left to live anyway. When the time comes, you can just run. I will buy you time."
His eyes were a little dim, and there was a hint of world-weariness.
How glorious were the sword cultivators five years ago? Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, more than half of them would be wiped out by the Sword Demon? He was old and his strength was not as strong as before. He was simply not worthy of the Sword Demon's attention. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
With Bai Wuchen's stubbornness, there was no way he would run away. His body was probably cold by now.
The two streaked across the sky like rainbows and soon arrived at the territory of the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Sect.
At this moment, the old man seemed to have sensed something and looked into the distance.
Three rainbows approached from afar and arrived in the blink of an eye.
It was Bai Wuchen and the other two who had just returned home after listening to Li Nianfan's story.
Seeing the old man, Bai Wuchen was slightly surprised. "Old man Zhao, why are you here?"
Old Man Zhao was also stunned for a moment. He glared at Bai Wuchen and said, "Bai Wuchen, why aren't you dead? I'm here to collect your corpse! "
Bai Wuchen was not angry at all. He smiled and said, "Hahaha, you're already so old. I'm definitely behind you to collect your corpse."
"Hmph." Old Man Zhao did not refute. Instead, he asked curiously, "Didn't the Sword Demon challenge you? Are you hiding? "
"Me? Hiding? Old Man Zhao, who are you looking down on? " Bai Wuchen glared at him. Then, his lips curled into a mocking smile as he released a bit of his aura.
Old Man Zhao's body trembled. His eyes widened as he said in shock, "You, you've entered the Out of Aperture realm?"
Bai Wuchen did not say anything. He just closed his eyes proudly.
"How did you break through? This doesn't make sense! I'm not any worse than you! "Old Man Zhao said sourly as he sized up Bai Wuchen.
"It can't be helped. I just broke through," Bai Wuchen said smugly.
Old Man Zhao's expression became somewhat unnatural. He cupped his hands and said dejectedly, "Congratulations, Senior Bai."
His voice was filled with bitterness. They were originally at the same starting point, but he suddenly realized that his friend had surpassed him. This was not a good feeling.
"Old Man Zhao, we've known each other for hundreds of years. It's awkward to call me senior. We're still the same," Bai Wuchen said hurriedly.
Old Man Zhao insisted, "In the cultivation world, strength is everything. I'm not at a disadvantage in calling you senior."
Bai Wuchen looked at Old Man Zhao and sighed in his heart.
With Old Man Zhao's temper, even if he became an Immortal, he might not give a damn about him, let alone breaking through to the Out of Aperture realm.
But now, Old Man Zhao was bowing to him. There was only one reason.
Old Man Zhao did not have much lifespan left.
He hoped that Bai Wuchen would give him face and take care of his disciples and grand-disciples in the future.
Cultivators pursued immortality, but how many of them could become immortals in the end?
The Foundation Establishment Stage had a lifespan of 200 years, the Golden Core Stage had a lifespan of 400 years, the Nascent Soul Stage had a lifespan of 800 years, the Out of Aperture realm had a lifespan of 1,600 years, and so on. Only those who passed the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations and became immortals could obtain immortality.
It was difficult, as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Old Man Zhao's remaining lifespan was probably less than 50 years.
Bai Wuchen saw through Old Man Zhao's thoughts at a glance. Seeing his old friend like this, he sighed in his heart.
He pondered for a moment and finally decided to help his old friend. He said, "Even if I broke through to the Tribulation Stage, do you think I'll be a match for Sword Demon?"
Old Man Zhao frowned slightly. He did not understand Bai Wuchen's meaning.
Bai Wuchen said seriously, "Actually, the reason why I could break through was because I received guidance from an expert, and Sword Demon was also killed by that expert!"
"What?!"
Old Man Zhao's voice became sharp, and his face was full of disbelief.
The expression of the young man behind him also changed. It was as if he had heard the most unbelievable thing in the world.
To be able to help a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator break through to the Out of Body Stage, this expert must be very powerful.
Old Man Zhao said hurriedly, "You're not joking with me? This has to be the work of an immortal. "
"Actually, I don't think that person is as simple as an immortal." Bai Wuchen's tone was full of reverence. Then, he recounted his encounter.
Old Man Zhao's expression kept changing. It went from shock, to reverence, and then to stupefaction.
A purifier that created Spirit Qi and a filter that created Spirit Water.
A painting that contained Sword Intent, and most importantly, it was only a draft.
A jade pendant that contained the will of the Phoenix, and it turned Sword Demon into ashes with just a breath.
A porridge that contained Daoist Rhymes.
No matter how he listened to it, it sounded like a fantasy story.
Old Man Zhao's expression suddenly darkened when Bai Wuchen began to marvel at Li Nianfan's story.
"Bai Wuchen, I admit that you're more powerful than me, but that's not a reason for you to play with me!" Old Man Zhao said in an unfriendly tone, "You're just telling me a story, right? You're just messing with me! "
Bai Wuchen smiled bitterly. "Old Man Zhao, I'm really not lying to you. You'll understand when you come with me to listen to a story tomorrow."
Old Man Zhao was not the only one who felt like he was dreaming when he told the story. These things were really too unbelievable. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, no one would believe it.
"Listen to a story with you? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child? "Old Man Zhao was so angry that his face was red.
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