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

The old man who rowed the boat had been carrying passengers on this Qulong River for more than 30 years and had accumulated rich experience.

Halfway through the journey, thick fog gradually rose, and the green mountains on both sides stood like gods. The old man who rowed the boat thought that it was time to ask for some money.

Nowadays, the world is difficult. Once you get ashore, the passengers will just leave without a care, and your day's work will be in vain.

The white-clothed guest was generous and took out a few copper coins from his pocket and said with a smile: "Old man, you row the boat really steadily."

The old man who rowed the boat grinned and said complacently: "Hakka, you are right. My family has been rowing boats for generations. To be honest, my ancestors have even carried gods!"

Li Chang smiled but said nothing. In the past, this Qulong River was extremely extraordinary and could lead to Panlong Sect.

He turned his head and looked at both sides.

Three hundred years ago, many immortals lived in those towering green mountains.

The tallest one among them is called the Immortal Mountain. It manifests the true spirit, builds its own temple, and enjoys incense. At that time, many Panlong Sect disciples went to pay incense and visit.

Even if the spiritual energy has been exhausted for three hundred years, there are probably still many immortals here with the foundation.

It's just that one by one, they stay indoors and use the remaining spiritual energy to nourish their bodies and prolong their lifespans.

Just as the two were talking.

The bamboo raft suddenly shook, and the river became turbulent without any warning.

"Huh?" The old man who was rowing the boat was stunned, and then said: "Hakka, you have to sit well!"

While speaking, he relied on his experience and used the bamboo pole in his hand to adjust the boat.

However, this crisis could not be resolved by relying on mere experience.

I saw a giant python head poking out from the bottom of the water, with deep green vertical pupils, staring at Li Changxiao...

Or rather, staring at Li Changxiao's wine gourd.

It felt the spiritual energy there!

The word greed was written all over the huge head.

"It's over..."

"It's said there's a big snake in the river, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"My life is over, my life is over!"

The old man rowing the boat was so scared that his legs were shaking, and the bamboo pole in his hand fell into the river, just like his mood, sinking to the bottom of the valley.

"Don't worry, it's just a little monster." Li Changxiao smiled and patted the sword on his waist.

He looked at the giant python's eyes, and a little reminiscence appeared.

Then...

The sword flashed, and the river stopped flowing.

Just this moment.

The big snake died!

Li Changxiao picked up the wine gourd and was about to drink it, but found that there was no wine.

He smiled awkwardly and sheathed the sword.

He looked at the stunned old man and said, "Old man, there are gods in the world, and there are many."

"You are no worse than your ancestors."

"Okay, this journey, let's stop here."

As he said, he flew on the sword and disappeared from the sight of the boatman.

Just now, Li Changxiao fulfilled a dream.

Li Changxiao was once a prince, but he was framed and exiled 30,000 miles away.

The journey was difficult, so I won't go into details. However, after arriving at the destination, I was fortunate to meet several good friends.

A frustrated poet, a good minister who was born in a poor family and was excluded before his ambitions could be realized.

The three of them traveled together and accidentally heard that there was an immortal sect Panlong Sect among the mountains and rivers!

So, the three of them decided to buy a leaf bamboo raft and cross the Qulong River to seek immortality!

However, there was a big snake in the Qulong River.

Of the three people in the group, two were buried in the snake's belly, and only Li Changxiao survived and successfully arrived at Panlong Sect.

According to legend, this giant python was raised by a disciple of Panlong Sect.

He deliberately released it into this river, injuring countless people, so that those mortals without roots and duckweed would not come here to seek immortality.

At that time, Li Changxiao planted a dream on this river.

Dream of killing snakes...

One day, when I have achieved success in my cultivation, I will come back and kill the giant python, so that more people can come here to seek immortality, and let the two friends rest in peace.

However, the world is unpredictable.

Li Changxiao stayed at the foot of the mountain of Panlong Sect for nine years!

He carried manure, planted grass, cleaned... all kinds of dirty and tiring work for nine years, and finally became an outer disciple after a long time of hard work. He entered the mountain gate and began his cultivation.

Then he found that his talent was only slightly better than that of chickens and ducks, and he didn't know when he could kill snakes...

Moreover, giant pythons can also practice.

I thought the dream of killing snakes would be far away.

Unexpectedly, cause and effect will come true.

This giant python became increasingly bloated when it was in the Nascent Soul stage, and accidentally provoked a powerful person, who severely injured it. After a hundred years of cultivation, it still did not get better, and its cultivation level also fell to the Golden Core stage.

After that…

After a while, the spiritual energy was exhausted, and the cultivation level continued to decline again. Today, it can only barely maintain the Golden Core Realm.

Strictly speaking, Li Changxiao did not become much stronger.

However…

The enemy gradually weakened.

In the future, it will become weaker and weaker.

That is why Li Changxiao dared to seek revenge.

He deliberately sat on the lonely boat to enjoy the scenery, and then deliberately splashed the spiritual wine to attract the giant python to appear…

The dream that had been planted was finally taken back today.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

The rain on Tianjie was as soft as butter.

A ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and shone on the Qulong River.

The thick fog wrapped in the mountain stream also dissipated at this moment.

What others don’t know is that at this moment, a stream of spiritual energy escaped from his body, nourishing the Yuanying, and his cultivation level also slowly increased.

"Recycling dream fruits can enrich the dream space." He muttered to himself, his mind sank, and he came to the dream space.

One of the main abilities of the Great Dream Immortal Body!

The dream space is about ten cubic meters in size.

In the corner, there are some sundries and several wine jars.

In the center, there is a tree, and a red fruit slowly grows on the tree.

In this small space, there is something that can make the outside world crazy: spiritual energy!

It's just a little thin.

Li Changxiao's mind moved, picked the red fruit, bit it, and the juice overflowed...

Every time a dream that had been planted was collected, a fruit would grow on this tree.

In the process of swallowing the fruit, the dream space became a little bigger, and the spiritual energy became a little richer.

The juice turned into evaporating spiritual energy, which gradually increased his cultivation and stabilized in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

In addition, a giant python appeared around him, coiling up.

The giant python was lifelike, but it was like a dream. Li Changxiao saw the giant python's dream.

All living things in the world have dreams.

When biting off the last bite of the dream fruit, Li Changxiao's long sword rang lightly, and it made a roar like a river python walking on the river.

The fruit of his dream, which had been stored for nearly a thousand years, produced rich spiritual energy and Jiangmang sword intent!

He lived up to his youth, had a beginning and an end, and resolved the cause and effect.

…

Consciousness came out of space.

Li Changxiao looked at the majestic green peaks and the endless river, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings, "Panlong Sect..."

"It really makes me miss it."

Panlong Sect was the first sect he joined.

In its glory days, it was worshipped by countless people, and the incense was endless.

However, as the spiritual energy dried up, it could not avoid the result of destruction.

In the path of cultivation, spiritual energy is the root of everything. Even the largest and most profound sects cannot withstand hundreds of years of drying up.

"Go to that fairy mountain to worship."

Li Changxiao clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment.

No matter how good or bad he was in Panlong Sect. This sect led him into the Tao and had a favor for him.

Passing by this place, he should go to worship.

He jumped lightly, made a sword gesture with his hand, and the sword on his waist flew up, carrying him to the left side of Qulong River and to the highest green mountain.

On the way, he saw the old man who was rowing the boat, standing on the bamboo raft in a daze.

He slapped his head and remembered that the guy's bamboo pole seemed to have fallen into the river and was washed away by the river.

So he waved his hand lightly, calling for a gust of wind, blowing the bamboo raft to the shore.

And he himself arrived at his destination.

Came to the fairy mountain that once was.

The long sword returned to the sheath, he was dressed in white, with a gourd hanging from his waist, just walking on the stone slab road in the mountains.

Halfway up the mountain, a dilapidated ancient temple floated in front of him.

"Panlong Temple."

Li Changxiao walked into the temple and bowed to the dusty golden body. He saw the scattered incense burner on the side, straightened it, took out three incense sticks from the dream space, and inserted them right in the center of the incense burner.

The Panlong Sect was indeed not weak, but in that era of dazzling stars, it was just a small sect that was not in the mainstream.

It was the first batch that could not hold on after the spiritual energy was exhausted.

At this time, Li Changxiao's ears moved.

There was a faint sound of footsteps, as if someone was coming up the mountain path he had just walked.

"Someone is coming."

He turned around.

A beautiful figure came into view.

When the beautiful figure saw Li Changxiao, she was stunned at first, and blurted out: "Is it you?"

Her tone was full of surprise.

In addition, there was a hint of other, more complex and inexplicable emotions in it.

Li Changxiao also sighed, thinking that there were such coincidences in this world.

He subconsciously wanted to drink.

But suddenly remembered that the wine gourd had already been empty.

Helplessly, he could only smile and reply: "Long time no see."

He silently added in his heart, "My former Taoist partner."