Mortal's journey to immortality

Old Crab forcibly moved his body upright and tried his best to put on an extremely ugly smile. Wang Lu saw this and felt a little heavy in his heart.

Without even thinking about it, Old Crab revealed things that he shouldn’t have said to him because of the owner of the Cape of the South China Sea. In just one short paragraph, the amount of information was quite large.

Who has that ability to survive for five million years? Even a ten thousand-year-old bastard can't match it.

And he is the one who enlightens it and gives it spirituality and cultivation.

This sentence alone allowed him to vaguely see the tall and majestic back of the owner of the Horn of the South China Sea. He was still so small, as vulnerable as an ant.

He couldn't imagine that there really was someone with such unfathomable strength in the world. It was unbelievable.

Maybe a look from someone else will cause you to fall apart, shattered and annihilated.

However, even if the other party is extremely powerful, it also tells him that cultivation of immortality is far from over. Just like the master of the South China Sea, even if he is so powerful, it can be said that he can catch the stars, catch the moon, and shatter the sky and the earth, it is not for him. He left the corner of the South China Sea behind.

Now that he is on the road, he has become more determined to pursue the immortal path and the great road, which cannot be shaken.

Wang Lu knew that Old Crab would no longer be able to speak, and in a flash, he thought of a way to respond.

Sure enough, the blue water curtain disappeared, and the old crab looked at him with misty eyes.

"Wang Lu of the West Desert Dream Sect, thank you fellow Taoist for clarifying my doubts. This point is very important to me." Wang Lu stood up, straightened his face and clasped his fists, and thought for a moment, as if he was considering what should be said and what should not be said. , continued to speak, "I have a doubt that never goes away. As the saying goes, the ancient troubled times, the ancient prosperous times, the ancient prosperous times, and the modern times are all recorded in tens of thousands and hundreds of millions. Could it be that this place is among them? Fourth life?"

The old crab was silent, its small red eyes moving slightly, as if it was lost in confusion. After a long time, it nodded and shook its head. The answer was like raindrops on the leaves, jumping around, completely unclear.

Wang Lu already understood the meaning.

It shook its head to indicate that it didn't know how the Cape of the South China Sea came about, and nodded to indicate that the Cape of the South China Sea at least existed in recent times.

Moreover, this is not the point. The key is that it agrees with what Wang Lu said about the duration of the Four Ancients.

Throughout ancient and modern times, people only know about the existence of four generations, but they don't know how long they have existed, let alone why they disappeared for no reason.

Based on the fragments of auspicious light and missing sentences in ancient books he had seen in the past, he could only speculate that the Four Ancients should have existed for at least tens of millions of years.

Now that it was confirmed, it made his hair stand on end, and at the same time he came up with an astonishingly bold guess.

Since the fourth life has lasted for so long, why hasn’t anything been left behind?

Some are just endless sighs facing the eternal sky, which shows that the disintegration of each century is like the swamp land he encountered before, annihilating everything. Some may only be preserved by those with great supernatural powers using special means. They wrote very few words or rare treasure fragments and incomplete skills in order to prove that they once existed.

Thinking of this, Wang Lu sighed.

The doubts were resolved, and he was about to hit the road again.

The idea in his mind became clearer and clearer. There must be a place with extremely strong wood spirit energy in the inner circle. Time was urgent, and Xiao Lu was still waiting to rescue him.

He bowed sternly to the old crab and said, "Please take care, my friend. I'm leaving soon. I hope we can meet again."

Old Crab accepted his courtesy calmly, and when Wang Lu turned around, he finally couldn't hold back his only hope.

The demonic power was fully activated, and in an instant, a cyan halo enveloped it and Wang Lu.

Wang Lu was surprised when a dull and harsh voice came, and an ancient fragment of a painting came into his mind.

In just a moment, "bang", the aperture burst.

There was a loud "clang" sound, and blood splattered all over the old crab's body. He straightened his body and fell straight to the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Lu raised his body to the side of the crab with his magic power. With a movement of power, a ray of Kui Niu's magical power was sent into the old crab's body. Then he placed the unconscious old crab with messy breath on the long bluestone table, and deeply After taking one look at it, he spread out his body skills without saying a word, rushed into the boundless water mist, walked on the waves towards the distant island, and drove straight in.

Still like this, the island is clearly visible to the eye, but it is still impossible to set foot on it.

Putting aside his thoughts, Wang Lu moved forward resolutely, without any bends or changes along the way.

The water mist is getting thicker and thicker, and the aura is deep.

A month has passed and he has plunged into the heavy fog where he can't see his fingers.

There was nothing but thick fog that seemed to have accumulated for thousands of years.

He felt that this fog did not really exist, but was caused by the formation, in order to completely block all his senses, just like a frightened blind man walking on a thread in the air. If he is not careful, he will be doomed.

Wang Lu just smiled indifferently, put aside this thought easily, and stayed close to the mourning platform, like a sharp arrow, constantly breaking through the layers of fog.

He believed that as long as his sharp arrow had fearless determination and powerful and extraordinary help, one day it would break through the fog and see the sun.

Fearless determination exists in the heart, and powerful and extraordinary assistance comes from a steady stream of physical strength.

Due to the continuous washing and baptism of powerful spiritual energy, the strength and mana he lost were still intact, and his physical body was changing quietly and invisibly, and even he was unaware of it.

Wang Lu was resolute and calm, and countless pictures and scenes were indifferently ignored by him...

Among them are Chen Ya'er's low cry, Sun Xue's attack with a knife, Li Muqing's reluctant farewell, the kind smiles of her parents, the desolate and withered bones of the master, and his impending disaster... .Everything was forgotten by him.

Three years passed by like running water.

Wang Lu unknowingly pressed down and stopped.

Slowly opening his eyes, a huge and extremely vibrant island came into view.

There was no ups and downs in his heart, and Gu Jing looked towards the opposite side without hesitation.

Not far away on the other side, I saw an old crab leaning on a green crutch and waving his green crab hands, vaguely saying goodbye to him.

Wang Lu felt warm in his heart. The worried old crab finally survived.

At this point, he feels a lot more relieved. Even if there is one more responsibility, so what?

Once it bears its weight, it is bound to reverberate.