At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

The next day, they officially started the next century plan.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu would earn a thousand low-grade spirit stones every month, and one day they might only earn a few hundred.

In terms of longevity, even if they earn a low-grade spirit stone every day, they are definitely big players in the world of immortality.

Because they are all ordinary goods from the rotten street, and no one is eyeing them at all, and the most people who are eyeing them are the foundation-building monks...

They never go out of the city, and they have a cave, and they don't watch the gossip, or gossip.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu blended in well among the thousands of ordinary monks, and they didn't show their sharpness. This kind of person couldn't be picked out if he fell into the crowd.

After earning enough spiritual stones every month, Chen Xun began to practice the ax shirtless every day, and the big black bulls practiced formations. They also began to cultivate their natal magic weapons.

The days of practicing are always faster than the days of wandering around.

One person and one cow didn't feel the passage of time at all, and it seemed that they had lost their meaning.

Batch after batch of monks were changed in Yuxu City, and the vendors that Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu occasionally chatted with also disappeared without a trace.

There are always successors in the world of cultivating immortals, but countless unwilling bones are buried. Hundreds of years of cultivating immortals are in vain, and there is still no time to enjoy all kinds of things in the future.

The waves of the past will not return, and the past will not come back. The years are ruthless fireflies, and they will never forget to take away the lonely soul when they leave.

It is another century, another grand meeting is about to be held, and countless arrogances are rising in various sects.

Years are constantly evolving the world of cultivating immortals, only the immortals are evergreen.

Qinxian Mountain, sequence 3587 Huangjie Cave House.

Today's wind is very strong and fierce.

There are swaying branches everywhere, and the sound of whining can be heard endlessly.

Chen Xun has been like a day for a hundred years, his eyes are calm, and the ancient well is like waves, constantly chopping with an ax next to the stream.

The wind seems to be getting stronger.

However, this wind has a bold and unrestrained spirit that is hard to fathom.

hum!

A faint sound of breaking wind sounded, and Chen Xun slowly swung the mountain axe, following the direction of the wind and following the natural trajectory.

A fallen leaf quietly falls in the distance, the lines seem to be erased, but the trajectory of the fall has not changed.

Chen Xun's eyes were still quiet, his mind was peaceful, and his temperament was dusty. The mountains in the distance were thick with mist and the cold wind was howling. His ears moved slightly, as if he was listening.

Not happy with things, not sad with oneself, Chen Xun only had endless peace in his eyes, and even the crane spirit tree beside him was intact.

hum!

Another ax slowly slashed across the air, and the stream rippled slightly.

Conforming to the trajectory of all things, the ax method is natural.

This is Chen Xun's experience from observing mountains, rivers and rivers.

Walking in the world is not another kind of practice, and the realm improvement brought by aura is only a part of practice.

hum!

Chen Xun slashed slightly, his black hair fluttering, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he retracted the mountain axe to his waist, and headed in another direction.

Nothing has changed around, and nothing has been broken.

It seems that the hundred years of ax practice is still in vain, without any improvement.

It's just that there are countless fallen leaves whose lines have been wiped off on the ground.

The stream was still rippling, and it took a while for it to return to its original shape and start gurgling again.

At this time, the big black bull was sitting cross-legged in the cave.

It was surrounded by dead air, a black coffin was lying in the air in front of it, and there were countless thousand-wire vine nets inside to shield the consciousness.

The dead air was quite strong, as if it was about to turn into substance, and even the surrounding spiritual energy was polluted.

However, it was completely restrained by Shui Ling Jue and Jin Dan, which did not affect Da Hei Niu at all.

The natal magic weapon is like one's right-hand man, connected with one's own mind, it is quite miraculous, and it is not comparable to ordinary magic weapons.

But if it is damaged, then his golden core will also be shaken, and his strength will drop a little.

Over the years, the black coffin has been raised to the limit of 18 years, and it will not be able to suppress it any further. It is estimated that it will not continue until the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Moo~" the big black cow let out a low cry, its hooves turned into paws, and a faint light appeared from its body.

The aura of the five golden elixirs seems to have penetrated the body, becoming transparent and visible, continuously hovering in the body of the big black cow,

The five elements generate and restrain each other, and all things are constantly growing.

The body of the big black cow has formed a cycle of the sky, and the Jade Spirit chapter is indeed an "assistant" exercise, which solves many hidden dangers in their bodies.

With a wave of its bull's paw, the death aura of the black coffin gradually died down, and it was swallowed into the golden elixir again.

Because after being promoted, the black coffin has to be slowly accumulated in the body, and the effects of all aspects are becoming more and more terrifying. It seems that the dead air can really pollute all things.

No one can escape birth and death, the ultimate of life Chen Xun thinks is death, could the ultimate of death be life...

They also often discuss this issue, but their knowledge is superficial, and their realm is not enough. Let time give them the answer.

"Moo~!" The big black cow let out a hot snort, and the tail of the cow hit the ground with a slap, and the eyes showed excitement.

One of the natal magic weapons, the black coffin has been completely refined.

It quickly opened the booklet and checked the next plan written by Chen Xun, followed by their gangster suits.

"Moo~" The big black cow nodded seriously, and the headgear has been added to it for 18 years, but it has not been completely refined.

However, there are a lot of miraculous effects, shielding the consciousness is already one of them, it seems that there are more defensive powers.

Chen Xun said that it might be to defend against attacks from souls, consciousness, and primordial spirits.

He also doesn't know, they are not good at fighting, and they have few methods. They have never seen the power of divine sense attack, but they must have it in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Old cow!"

"Moo?!"

There was a loud shout from outside the cave, and the big black cow ran quickly. It seemed that Chen Xun had finished practicing his axe.

Chen Xun walked in slowly, with a smile on his face: "Old Niu, how are you?"

"Moo~" The big black cow had a smug expression on his face, it must be all right.

Chen Xun slapped Da Hei Niu with a slap: "Yes, I have two successes."

"Moo~!" The big black cow thought about it seriously, and the elder brother must be stronger than himself, so he answered.

Chen Xun sat on the stone chair, took out the health-preserving tea from the storage bag, took two symbolic sips, and drank it slowly.

The big black cow also squatted on the ground, took out the health-preserving tea and the straw, and drank it slowly, with a smile on his eyes.

The process of cultivation is actually quite tiring, and it is all work that consumes the mind. Most of the obsessions come from here, and mistakes will be made if you are too hasty.

They look outward, their eyes empty.

Green hills, white clouds, and forest birds chasing and playing together constitute an excellent ink painting.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu didn't say anything, just sat quietly and enjoyed the comfort of time and the beauty of nature.

Sometimes there is a strong wind blowing, and the leaves make a rustling sound, which has a special flavor.

In recent years, Chen Xun's three 'Broken Wind' mountain axes have also been upgraded. Who can withstand the 18-year-old dead material? !

That is, none of the eighteen generations of ancestors of the monks had lived so many years.

In the past hundred years, they have also earned a huge sum of tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones, but they haven't spent much, and they have saved it.

They are going to spend a lot of money in the three auctions this year, mainly to see the news about the two elixir plants.

The "Jade Spirit Chapter" in the foundation building stage was also condensed and completed, but it took several years, and the mana became thicker and thicker, with a sense of reality.

Chen Xun sometimes felt apprehensive. The mana in his body was illusory, without thickness, length, or scale. Their mana had begun to mutate...

He already had a premonition in his heart that unimaginable changes would occur in the stage of condensing the golden core stage.

The longevity point has finally ushered in all five items, and the next step is to wait to break through the Nascent Soul stage and enter the soul!