Chapter 1418 If I Get It, I'm Lucky; if I Lose It, I'm Dead.

One hundred years.

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Three hundred years.

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Five hundred years.

Chen Xun's face couldn't help but flash a trace of unnaturalness. He was finally about to catch up. He didn't know how far he had walked in the void. He couldn't see the outline of the world.

He couldn't see the outline of the countless realms born from the void... Even the dead star couldn't see it.

And there was still no edge here. It seemed that no matter how far you walked, it was still a deep darkness, desolate and cold.

In the distance.

There was a bright light that was extremely conspicuous, like a lighthouse in a storm.

That was the light of the Hongmeng Immortal Treasure, the Beidou Immortal Monument.

Zhiyun had stayed here for fifty years. His pupil-less eye sockets seemed to be looking for something, and his expression was so quiet that he couldn't breathe.

Thirty thousand years ago.

He followed the guidance of the Tiandao Mirror and kept moving forward until he came to a Hongmeng world. Great, majestic, and any words of praise seemed insignificant to that world.

Zhiyun was sure in his heart that it was the ultimate power pursued by immortal cultivators.

However, this is still just an extension of the Three Thousand Worlds, just a manifestation of heaven and earth. The Hongmeng River... is not the Immortal Realm.

And this place is the front line of the war between the two sides of heaven and earth, which cannot be controlled by the power of living beings.

Zhiyun also didn't know why he was led here.

In fact, he also hid a great secret in his heart that the living beings of the world could not predict. He had seen the Immortal Realm!

The sky is unknown how vast, and the earth is unknown how thick.

There are countless immortal birds and immortal medicines, a sea encompassing all things in the starry sky, and endless powerful creatures are jumping in it. They can roar down the stars with their mouths. The territory of a sea alone is comparable to the boundless world...

Such a magnificent world, how can a mere five-tribulation immortal be the limit of heaven and earth!

Such a magnificent world, how can he not yearn for it, how can he not regard the affairs of the Three Thousand Worlds as a passing cloud.

Although the Heavenly Dao Mirror was formed by the first ray of light between heaven and earth, the scene it reflected was the Immortal Realm. The Hongmeng Immortal Treasure was passed down from the Immortal Realm, and it was definitely not something from the Three Thousand Worlds...

Therefore, as Zhiyun's immortal power became stronger and stronger, he was also constantly stimulating the Heavenly Dao Mirror. The road guide had been opened, and as he expected, the ray of light appeared, which was the guiding light of the Immortal Road.

The Immortal Realm has never been his imagination.

After Futian appeared, Zhiyun was more certain in his heart, no longer had any scruples, and was guided to the place where the world was fighting in an unpredictable way...

Zhiyun was destined to be a fateful day.

He burst out with his full strength on the front line of the Hongmeng world, fought bloody battles with the will of the world, and the Heavenly Dao Mirror was broken, and the aura of the mirror was swallowed by the will of the two sides of the world, and fell into the battle of heaven and earth.

The Nine Tribulations Luck Map was also killed by the poisonous hands. This Hongmeng Immortal Treasure was originally the secret treasure that he wanted to comprehend the Nine Tribulations Immortal Road in the Immortal Realm, but it was taken away by the will of heaven and earth and returned to the heaven.

The Beidou Immortal Monument was the most deeply refined by him. When the wills of the two sides of the world were in a fierce battle for it, Zhiyun escaped.

It seemed that they had never cared about this tiny creature of the world, and had no independent will. They just fought endlessly like natural enemies... which gave Zhiyun an opportunity to take advantage of.

The blow of this incident was like a thunderbolt from the sky that hit Zhiyun's heart.

He was even a little confused now. He didn't know whether it was because he yearned for the immortal world of nothingness that the Heavenly Dao Mirror reflected this scene.

Or it was because the Heavenly Dao Mirror reflected this scene that the idea of ​​the immortal world appeared in his mind.

Zhiyun still didn't give up in his heart. He searched for a way in one direction for 30,000 years on his own. There was nothing else except the storm of nothingness and the turbulent flow of nothingness. He came to a place that even the ancient beasts of the void had never set foot on.

He found a quiet place of nothingness and waited for Chen Xun to come.

Nothing mattered now...

If he failed, there would be no way to go.

In the deep space.

Zhiyun sat cross-legged on the Beidou Immortal Monument and turned his head slowly.

He had been seriously injured 30,000 years ago and his life was hanging by a thread. In order to find a way, he had not recovered from his injuries until now. He was extremely weak and his lifespan was at its limit. He thought Chen Xun came too late.

"Futian."

"Zhiyun."

Chen Xun smiled peacefully, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Why do you look seriously injured? You have the Beidou Immortal Monument, who can hurt you in the void?"

"I have guessed your purpose."

Zhiyun shook his head and did not respond to Chen Xun's doubts. He smiled and said, "Are you satisfied with my miserable state?"

"Haha, I know you won't erase the mark I left."

Chen Xun put his hands behind his back, and his face was always smiling, "I am the last straw to save your Dao heart. As for whether you are satisfied or not, it's up to you."

Even if Zhiyun was not injured, he should have thought everything through when his lifespan was about to end, but it was also at this time that he would least erase the mark and would wait for him.

Zhiyun looked deep into the sky and murmured, "The world is vast, and we are small... After all, we still haven't found the entrance to the fairyland. What a pity."

"Time." Chen Xun said lightly.

"So that's it." Zhiyun's eyes condensed slightly and sighed, "It seems that I was born at the wrong time and can't see the fairyland."

"Futian, are you willing to preach to me?"

He looked sincere. After years of loneliness, he wanted to listen to the Tao...

"Of course." Chen Xun nodded gently.

Gradually, the sound of the Tao spread in the void. Zhiyun listened to the Tao sound seriously like a little disciple. It seemed that listening to the Tao was the greatest comfort to his heart.

He didn't ask about the fairyland again, and didn't say anything else.

Zhiyun's eyes were filled with memories. He was once a little boy from the Taoist sect in the boundless world. He listened to the teachings at the foot of the mountain when he had nothing to do.

When he was out on a message, he often forgot the time to go back because he was listening to the teachings. When he returned, he was beaten and scolded. It was very interesting...

Later, in order to listen to the teachings of the Taoist sect and the sect freely, he became a casual cultivator.

He had also followed his predecessors to kill boundless demons and appease the people. He had also traveled with his friends to the secret realm of heaven and earth. He was happy to take revenge in the world of immortal cultivation and was very free and easy.

He just walked slowly along the way, and only he was left.

There was no sound of Taoism that he could listen to in the world, and there was no Taoist friend beside him that he could cherish.

The Tao is endless, and he can only open the way and move forward, treating the people as grass.

If he was young, he might have fought with the junior Gu Shenyu, but after going through the vicissitudes of life, he had looked down on everything, whether it was failure or success, and there was no need to entangle more.

By now, he has become indifferent to the fairy world.

Since he was born at the wrong time, he should leave gracefully and not blame others.

At this moment.

Zhiyun looked up into the distance with a distant gaze: "I am lucky if I get it, and I am dead if I lose it. Everything is false. Only the heart of Taoism is always there. Even if I leave today, I will do whatever I want and be free and at ease."

"Listen to the Tao if you want to, practice if you want to, don't ask about the future, don't ask about the results."

"Thank you, Taoist Futian, for your preaching today. I have no regrets."

With a smile on his face, he bowed slightly to Chen Xun, "As a return gift, I will give you the Beidou Immortal Monument to express my gratitude for listening to the Tao."

"Okay." Chen Xun took a deep look at Zhiyun.

He thought that this person would be furious and die with his eyes open, trapped in the vague talk of the fairy world, and he also thought of too many interesting and helpless results.

Chen Xun had never expected that Zhiyun would be like this on his last journey. He was not insane... He just wanted to listen to the sound of Tao.

His fellow Taoists were still echoing in the void.

"Haha, it was really magnificent..."

Zhiyun closed his eyes slightly, with a faint smile of vicissitudes on his lips.

I just don't know whether he was talking about the magnificent scenery of the fairyland he saw, or the long years he had gone through, or the immortal path he saw.

The immortal power in Zhiyun's body soared into the sky and slowly dissipated into the void. His tattered immortal body still revealed a sense of indifference and freedom, without even a trace of pain.

In the void.

Chen Xun sat cross-legged in the Xuanhuang world and stared at Zhiyun for a long time.

The strongest man in the three thousand worlds just sat in the vast void where no one cared about him. There was no earth-shaking, no attention from all spirits, and it was extremely calm.

Even on the last journey, only Chen Xun came to see him off.

He never found the entrance to the fairyland, just like Chen Xun still couldn't find the way back...