When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

“The spiritual energy has completely disappeared.

The green mountains are verdant, the water is rippling, and there is only one boat.

There are two people on the boat, a guest in white and a boatman.

The guest in white was lying at the stern of the boat, stretching himself. As soon as he woke up, he unscrewed the wine gourd around his waist and drank a mouthful of the century-old wine. It was slightly bitter and fragrant, and it lingered for a long time.

So cool.

“Hakka, what is the spiritual energy you are talking about? "The old man who was rowing the boat asked curiously.

"Spiritual energy..." Hearing the question from the old man who was rowing the boat, the guest in white put his hands behind his head, his eyes penetrated the clouds, his appearance was calm, but his heart was already sighing.

Yes...

It has been three hundred years since the spiritual energy began to dry up.

People in the world don't even remember what spiritual energy is.

The past passed through his mind, and he drank another sip of muddy wine. The aroma of the mellow wine filled the air, and it actually attracted the fish in the lake to gather.

The guest in white is called Li Changxiao, he is an immortal guest, and also a time traveler.

When he was still in his infancy, he was spiritually awakened because of time travel. He looked around and found that he was in a simple bedroom.

He knew , he was born in the right place.

He was born in the imperial family, a prince.

Just when he was fantasizing about being a free and easy prince and playing around in the world.

The palace maids' gossip made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave. His young heart couldn't bear the blow and he burst into tears on the spot.

He was born out of wedlock.

His mother was a palace maid and had no status in the palace. When she was about to give birth, only two palace maids and a midwife were sent.

There were 437 princes in the Lingtian Dynasty.

Li Changxiao's birth didn't make a splash, and even his name was not allowed to be recorded in the ancestral heirs.

So his mother named him Li Changxiao, hoping that he would laugh often.

"Old lady, old lady. Have you ever considered that my last name is Li? "Li Changxiao took another sip of wine.

His mother's wish was naturally unfulfilled.

He was not happy. In the deep palace, the mother and son depended on each other. Li Changxiao wanted to use the precocity of a time traveler to attract his father's attention and change the fate of the mother and son.

But...

This is a world of immortal cultivation!

What does precocity count for? The Lingtian Dynasty has a vast territory, and there are a lot of precocious people.

If the ruler doesn't like it, he doesn't like it. It has nothing to do with talent, but only with birth.

So, when his mother took her last breath before she died, she didn't even see his father.

Afterwards, Li Changxiao was framed and imprisoned because of an unprovoked disaster.

He thought he would spend his whole life in prison, but when he was seventeen years old, the emperor of the dynasty, that is, his father, traveled all over the mountains and rivers to complete supreme achievements, and Yu Tian Fengshan on Mount Quan, amnesty for the world!

Li Changxiao was among them, but he was obstructed by someone and exiled 30,000 miles to a remote place.

Later, by chance, he came into contact with cultivation.

These past events, even though they have been nearly a thousand years, are still vivid in my mind.

After coming into contact with cultivation, Li Changxiao did not have a smooth journey and started the road to counterattack.

He had mediocre qualifications and mixed spiritual roots. The head of the sect at that time asserted that it would be difficult for this boy to build a foundation in this life!

In that era when geniuses emerged in large numbers and spiritual energy was flourishing, even chickens and ducks were at the fifth or sixth level of Qi training. The head of the sect’s words were tantamount to saying...

Li Changxiao was just a little better than chickens and ducks.

It was later proved that the head of the sect was not wrong. Li Changxiao’s cultivation was indeed very slow. The brothers who entered the sect together had already built a perfect foundation and a purple Qi foundation, without any flaws. Foundation building, and he... is still at the third level of Qi training.

But he did not lose heart.

Because as a time traveler, he still has a little difference.

He has a special physique: the Great Dream Immortal Body!

The Great Dream Immortal Body is not recorded in ancient books, and no magic weapon can detect it, but he knows it naturally, as if it is engraved in his soul and is innate.

There are three main abilities.

First: When entering sleep, everything in the body will continue to be repaired, even if the heart is damaged, the foundation is broken, and the spiritual energy is scattered, all can be repaired.

In short, once you wake up, you can return to your peak state.

Second: The longer you sleep, the longer your life span will be increased by ten times.

Third: Have a dream space.

In addition to the three main abilities, in addition, planting dreams, controlling dreams, and weaving dreams , collecting dreams, he can do it too.

However…

This rare immortal body, in that era of flourishing spiritual energy, is like a chicken rib.

The geniuses with high cultivation aptitude, take advantage of the situation, break through their cultivation, and their life span is already inexhaustible, so how can they rely on sleep to replenish their life span?

In addition, the spiritual energy is rich, and there are so many spiritual treasures in the world.

A spiritual herb can increase life span by 3,000 years, how easy is it?

So…

Since Li Changxiao started practicing, he still has a bad life. He has been struggling all the way, and the hardships are not worth telling to outsiders.

He has joined a sect, dug mines, and worked as a dead soldier.

He has been used as a stepping stone by a genius…

He has been to the holy land and worked as a slave of the female saint…

He was abandoned as a chess piece…

He was betrayed…

The brilliance of the cultivation world has nothing to do with him.

“Hahaha, there are three million stars in the sky, but I, Li Changxiao, am not there.” Li Changxiao thought of this, raised the wine gourd in his hand, and laughed: “I can only drink.”

“What a weirdo. "The old man rowing the boat whispered.

The lone boat paddled through the green water.

It started to drizzle in the sky, and the mountain stream was a little cooler.

Li Changxiao naturally heard it.

He just smiled carefreely and didn't care.

When the cultivation world was at its peak, there were as many geniuses as the stars in the sky, more than three million?

Of course, Li Changxiao was just a spectator. With his talent, he could not squeeze into the competition of the pride.

All he could do was to constantly hone himself, endure the bullying, practice, practice...

After much difficulty, three hundred years ago, he finally succeeded in forming a baby and became a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

In that era, the Nascent Soul stage was not uncommon, even numerous, but Li Changxiao was very satisfied.

He laughed, laughed loudly, laughed until tears came out, sat alone on the top of the mountain, drank strong liquor for three days, and fell asleep in a daze.

Woke up the next day.

God and the whole world played a big joke.

The spiritual energy declined by more than half overnight!

At that time, many emperors of the six worlds were panicked and ran around the world just to explore the reason for the decline of spiritual energy.

The leader of the Dao Sect even predicted that this decline of spiritual energy would last for a hundred years!

All the forces, big and small, were in danger, staying indoors and blocking the sect's spiritual energy. The spiritual veins that were once everywhere quickly dried up.

One hundred years later.

The spiritual energy exhaustion did not ease.

On the contrary... the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was no longer enough to maintain the operation of the sect protection formation!

I don't know how many forces could not withstand such a blow and disbanded.

In the next two hundred years.

The spiritual energy was completely exhausted, and there were rumors that the Great Dao was dead!

The spiritual energy was exhausted, and the three million stars in the sky also disappeared in the dense clouds. I don't know how many people began to regress in their cultivation and gradually became mortals.

The life span was also greatly reduced. In the past, a spiritual herb could increase the life span by three thousand years, but now it would be a great joy to increase the life span by three years.

"There are more than three million dead bones on the ground, and there is no me, Li Changxiao." Li Changxiao's white clothes fluttered, and his eyes were wrapped in a layer of dreamlike mist.

The Great Dream Immortal Body is not like other physiques. It will gradually lose its power as the spiritual energy is exhausted.

He should increase his life span. If his spiritual energy is exhausted, he can recover it by sleeping. He doesn't need to save it.

In addition, he can even breed a small amount of spiritual energy in his dream space.

This spiritual energy can be used for cultivation.

In other words, the only relationship between the exhaustion of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and his cultivation speed is a little slower.

"Hakka, where are you going? Are you going to Beijing to take the imperial examination?" The old man who rowed the boat turned around and asked, thinking that this man is really strange, sometimes he is full of stars, sometimes he is withered bones, and he speaks in a literary way.

"I am going to Lingtian Dynasty." Li Chang smiled and said.