"It's hard to cross the sea of ​​heart..."

When the monks present heard what Qin Tang said, some looked dazed and seemed to have some understanding.

Some just turned a deaf ear and didn't care.

Just like that, the next day passed quickly.

Early on the third day, Qin Tang appeared in public view as usual.

However, this time he did not drink. He was no longer drunk and looked much more energetic.

"Today is the last test." Qin Tang looked at the monks present with a serious expression.

"On the road of spiritual practice, you will always encounter countless difficulties or temptations. Can you persevere and not change your original intention?"

"Let me wait and see."

As Qin Tang spoke, everyone's eyes went dark and they lost consciousness.

……

In a small mountain village, Li Fan was lying on the roof, watching the setting sun, always feeling that he had forgotten something.

Growing up in a mountain village, I lived a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

It has been going on for fifteen years.

Such days are dull and happy.

If we continue to live like this, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

But there was always a faint throbbing in his heart, and he felt that he should never end his life in such an ordinary way.

"Fan'er, Fan'er, where are you? Go home for dinner!"

Li Fan was indifferent to his mother's call.

He looked up at the sky, at the birds flying freely, at the sun and moon, which existed forever and were not affected by human will, and he was in a daze.

Until night falls, the sky is filled with stars.

Under the vast starry sky, he felt even more insignificant.

So, I watched it all night.

Until dawn was approaching, he suddenly realized.

Turn over and jump out of the house.

He rushed into the house and said loudly to his sleeping mother: "Mom, please call off the marriage to Erniu's family next door."

"I'm not getting married anymore. I'm going to cultivate immortality!"

The sleepy mother was suddenly frightened and woke up. She thought her child had gone crazy, so she quickly got up and took Li Fan's hand: "What kind of immortality are you cultivating? There are no immortals! My child, please wake up!"

Li Fan pulled away his mother's hand, his young face full of determination: "I don't know where the immortal is, but I will definitely find him."

After that, with his mother crying, he simply packed his luggage and strode out of the house.

Half a year later, Li Fan was unfortunately killed by a tiger while exploring in the mountains.

……

In front of the dilapidated Taoist temple, amid the jumping firelight and the cries of the people, Li Fan was filled with confusion.

"Elder brother, if the master dies, what will we do after Izumo Temple?" A voice beside me asked timidly.

Li Fan was about to open his mouth when he heard angry voices coming from all around.

"What else can we do? Of course everyone should divide the things in the temple and go down the mountain!"

"I originally thought that the person on the mountain was a real god, and everyone worked hard to come to the mountain to worship him. I didn't expect that this old Taoist priest was an out-and-out liar!"

"Yes, can a real god die of illness suddenly after being well?"

Everyone became more and more excited as they talked, and Li Fan didn't know how to explain it, so he had to let them snatch up all the large and small objects in Izumo Temple.

After a while, Li Fan was the only one left on the mountain.

After collecting his master's ashes and burying them, Li Fan recalled the way his master looked at him before he died.

Reluctance, regret, melancholy, hope...

Is Master a liar?

Is the "Izumo Ascension Chapter" taught by Master also a fabrication?

Li Fan feels that it may not be what everyone thinks.

Immortals may be real.

In the end, Li Fan still did not go down the mountain.

For the rest of his life, he stayed alone in the Taoist temple, watching the clouds roll and relax in the mountains, and the sun and moon change.

Comprehending "Izumo Ascends to Heaven" all day long.

Over fifty, but still unable to make any progress.

End with regrets.

……

In the palace.

Li Fan looked at the wooden sign with names written on the gold plate in front of him, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

"Take it down, I still want to practice Taoism tonight."

"Your Majesty, you have not favored the concubines in the harem for three months..."

"Huh?" A fierce light flashed in Li Fan's eyes.

"...The slave obeys the order."

Seeing the chief eunuch retreat in fear, Li Fan snorted coldly.

"This emperor is not worthy enough." Such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

Search the country's resources for him to practice.

On the surface, he still looks like a mortal, but in fact, he has now stepped into the golden elixir stage.

This worldly thing is so boring!

Thinking like this, three months later, during the morning court, Li Fan left through the air in front of the civil and military officials of the court.

Two hundred and sixteen years later, while Li Fan was exploring an ancient cave, he was unfortunately assassinated.

When the body dies, the Tao disappears.

……

Lingyunfeng.

"How come this calamity cloud has been gathering for so long and still hasn't fallen?"

"Isn't the power of this heavenly tribulation even stronger than when the leader ascended?"

"That's natural. In terms of combat prowess, my junior uncle can be called the best person in our Lishan Sword Sect in thousands of years!"

Li Fan looked at the increasing power of the calamity cloud above his head, and felt heroic in his heart.

After three hundred years of practice, what’s the point of fearing a mere catastrophe?

A sword light soared into the sky from Lingyun Peak.

Split the sky full of calamity clouds from it!

The sun pours down from the gaps in the robbery clouds, shining on Lishan Lingyun Peak.

The sky is full of flowers, and the fairy door suddenly opens.

Li Fan flew into the fairy gate without any hesitation.

After entering the fairy world, Li Fan angrily discovered that all the senior Lishan who had ascended in the past were inexplicably killed by unknown enemies.

While he was practicing, he was looking for the murderer behind the scenes.

After a hundred years of tossing and turning, there was no harvest.

Once while exploring the secret realm of ancient immortal cultivation, he was attacked by a close friend who was traveling with him, and he died in shock and unwillingness.

……

Northern Fairyland.

Ever since Emperor Fantian unified the Qingtian Immortal Territory two thousand years ago, he has embarked on a bloody conquest journey.

Over the years, the heads of five Immortal Emperors and sixteen Immortal Kings have achieved the unparalleled reputation of the Emperor of Heaven.

In the end, in the entire fairyland, only the northern fairyland was left to survive.

Now, the army is pressing down on the territory, vowing to destroy the Northern Fairyland within a year.
To be continued...