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Chapter 1582 Throughout history, how many people have been able to become immortals?
"Since it is a test, Xuan Zhen has a sword, please judge it!"

Xuan Zhen stood tall with a gleam in his eyes, he whispered softly, but in an instant it became extremely sharp.

He slowly raised his hand, his body was like a sword, and an indescribable sword intent condensed around him in an instant.

The sword intent was extremely sharp, like the brightest star in the sky or the sharpest reef in the deep sea. It surged like a tide, gushing out from Xuan Zhen's body and rushing straight into the sky, interweaving with the dark clouds and lightning in the sky, forming a shocking picture.

"The sword's name - Qing Ping!"

"Boom!!!"

As Xuan Zhen's words fell, the sword intent seemed to be summoned, and instantly turned into a dazzling sword light, cutting through the sky and hitting the thunder pillar that was coming suddenly.

Amidst the violent roar, the lightning pillar, illuminated by the light of the Qingping sword, was split into two like a fragile piece of porcelain, and exploded with a loud bang, turning into lightning and fire that flew everywhere.

At this moment, the sky and the earth changed color, the wind and clouds changed, Xuan Zhen stood in the void, and an illusory sword intent in his hand condensed into a long sword. The sword light was like a dragon, and the momentum was like a rainbow. It seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, becoming a bright spot in this thunder catastrophe, and the posture of an immortal was fully revealed.

The Qingping Sword was created by Pan Zhendao, a senior from Mount Longhu. The sword technique is divided into six parts, with a total of three sides and sixty-five swords. The sword technique has a unique style, elegant and unique, and is known for its lightness, agility, and unrestrained elegance.

The sword technique combines hardness and softness, the real and the fake, with defense in attack and attack in defense, with the ups and downs of yin and yang, and appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

Although not well-known, its swordsmanship is not inferior to Wudang and Shushan.

This was true before the revival of spiritual energy, and it is also true after the revival of spiritual energy.

"Boom!!!"

Perhaps Xuan Zhen's strength exceeded the original expectations. The already surging lightning burst into an even more intense light, and the vast lightning column surged like a tide, as if to swallow up everything between the world.

Xuan Zhen frowned slightly, and then as if he had made some decision, he turned into a ray of sword light and rushed into the sky. The sharp sword intent burst out in the sky, leaving sword marks. The lightning was surging, but was cut off one by one by the sword intent.

But this carefree attitude did not last long. As the destructive power of the thunder tribulation grew stronger and stronger, more and more thunder roared out, and even Xuan Zhen began to feel powerless. The speed at which his own spiritual energy recovered was gradually unable to keep up with the speed at which it was consumed. Under the bombardment of lightning, his body developed more and more wounds, and his Taoist robe became torn.

Xuan Zhen's face turned pale, but his eyes remained firm. Although this tribulation was completely different from the tribulation of his ancestors, he also didn't know what the consequences would be if he failed.

What if he would die if he failed to survive? In such a wonderful era, he had no intention of dying like this.

With this thought in mind, he clenched his teeth, and the sword intent in his hand surged out again, rushing towards the endless sea of ​​thunder.

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Time passes slowly.

On the top of Longhu Mountain, Xuan Zhen knelt on one knee, his Taoist robe was torn and swaying in the wind. Xuan Zhen's breathing became heavier, and blood and water intertwined together, blurring his face. The initial light-hearted and calm demeanor had now been replaced by endless fatigue and embarrassment.

The spiritual power in his body had long been exhausted. Although his innate Taoist body was still tenaciously attracting the spiritual energy around him, those spiritual energies were like moths to a flame. Before they could touch his body, they were shattered by the vast and boundless power of thunder in his body.

The lightning in the thunder tribulation had already invaded into his body with constant roars, and every time the spiritual power flowed, he felt excruciating pain.

At this point Xuan Zhen no longer had the ability to continue.

He looked up at the sky, and saw that the thunderclouds in the vortex were still rolling and brewing, as if even more terrifying thunder would be poured out in the next moment. Xuan Zhen's mouth curled up into a bitter smile, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Since the revival of spiritual energy, he has been moving forward smoothly with his own talent. Even Qin Tian, ​​the Dragon Emperor who was recognized as the strongest under the White Emperor, lost to him. How could he have such an embarrassing moment?

In the past, although he did not dare to say that everything was under control, he was confident that he could deal with most crises in the world. However, at this moment, facing this monstrous thunder tribulation, he felt unprecedented powerlessness.

"Even if it's a thunder tribulation of the same level as mine, I can't survive it?"

"Innate Dao Body... Talent..."

"It turns out that becoming an immortal is not something that can be achieved simply by relying on these alone."

Xuan Zhen sighed in his heart. Ever since his spiritual energy revived and awakened his innate Taoist body, his talent in practicing Taoism shocked everyone. Some even believed that his talent was not inferior to that of his ancestors.

Although he usually behaved very modestly when facing such praise from his seniors and juniors, he actually did not object in his heart.

He also believed that his talent was no worse than that of his master.

If there really is such a realm as "immortality" in the future, then he will definitely be able to become an immortal.

This was what he once was extremely confident in.

But now, under this thunder tribulation, he finally recognized himself clearly.

How many people have ever become immortals? Is it because others don’t have great perseverance? Is it because others don’t have great luck? Is it because others don’t have great wisdom?
In the thousands of years of human civilization, how could there be a lack of brilliant people? But why didn't they become immortals?

Being limited by the times was one reason, but more likely it was just that they unilaterally failed to meet the requirements to become immortals.

Talent, hard work, and luck only give you the possibility of becoming an immortal, but they do not mean that you will definitely become one.

If you want to cross that threshold, it is not enough to rely on these alone.

But if he collapsed without any psychological burden just because of these reasons, he would be too unworthy of the expectations of his master, senior brothers and junior brothers.

The honor of being recognized as a Taoist son by the contemporary Longhu Mountain and even the entire Taoist sect has never appeared before. Now that this honor has been bestowed upon him, how can he just give it up?
Xuan Zhen took a deep breath, clenched his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body, began to adjust his breathing, and tried to find the trace of life that had not yet been extinguished in his body.

No one noticed that at this moment, the huge tripod that had been placed in front of the Longhu Mountain Hall began to tremble slightly, as if touched by some invisible force.

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Wu-Tang.

Zhang Daolong was lying powerlessly on the ground at this moment, his Taoist robe was torn, and there was a faint arc of electricity flowing from his body, but his face was filled with a satisfied expression.

"Great! Really great!"

"The thunder tribulation is indeed a thunder tribulation. Even if it just corresponds to my cultivation level, it still makes me feel great."

"I think the ancestor must have felt the same way when he was overcoming the tribulation."

"This is much more enjoyable than fighting with Qin Tian, ​​Chen Bing, Lin Kai and others."

Zhang Daolong is a person who loves fighting. After his superpowers were awakened, he challenged Chen Bing of Tianhai.

At that time, the names of the Four Emperors of China were known throughout China and even the world. The Four Emperors of China were also recognized as the four strongest supernatural beings at that time.

Although now, except for Baidi, the other three have psychics who can compete with or even be stronger than them, they are still the first batch of first-sequence-level psychics.

The battle with Chen Bing was also the one that left the deepest impression on him.

Although the game ended in a draw, both he and Chen Bing felt that the other side had won, because for them, if they couldn't win, they would lose.

Even though Zhang Daolong was not as famous as Chen Bing at that time, he still thought so.

After all, unlike Chen Bing who only relies on his own supernatural powers, he has the entire Wudang heritage behind him.

In this situation, Chen Bing was able to tie with him, so it was obvious that he lost.

Afterwards, he also challenged Huoyu and Qin Tian successively. Well, how should I put it, the former's supernatural power was a bit cheating, but his close combat was barely enough and his means were insufficient, but he was equally troublesome. The latter... was an all-round crushing defeat.

Strength, speed, defense, explosive power, all-round suppression, the only thing that makes him stronger than him is technique.

But no matter how strong your skills are, they can never defeat skill with force.

Even Tai Chi couldn't resist that monstrous power. He could dodge many times, but if he was hit by it once, it would be more than just an injury.

This is when he hasn't summoned the Flame Dragon Armor. If he transformed into the Flame Dragon Armor, he would probably be beaten unilaterally, although fighting like that would seem quite interesting.

Xuan Zhen gave him a similar feeling, and his understanding of Taoism was far superior to his, but he enjoyed fighting Qin Tian more than him.

There were no talismans that appeared from time to time, no need to worry about stepping on formations, no complicated Taoist techniques, and no need to care about the things that required constant attention when fighting Xuan Zhen, but he could use them himself.

This kind of battle can be called a pleasure.

Therefore, he also thinks that Lin Kai and Kun Hu are very suitable opponents.

This is a great era. With the unimaginable power of spiritual energy, the idea of ​​becoming an immortal has gone from being something that is unknown but most likely fake to a real reality. It also allows an ordinary person like him who likes to practice Tai Chi to possess extraordinary power.

The most important thing is that he has many opponents who are similar to him or even stronger than him, and there is also a god who is far ahead of them.

He has no shortage of fellow travelers.

This is something even the ancestors would envy.

In the generation of the founder, no one could walk with him; let alone walk with him, there was no one who could even see his back.

Although the ancestor still became an immortal under such circumstances, his death was much lonelier than his.

What? You said that era was just an ordinary historical dynasty, and there was no spiritual energy? Cultivation was just an illusory concept, and no one could prove that Zhang Sanfeng became an immortal?

Who cares about you? Isn’t it enough for Wudang to recognize it ourselves?

So what if there is no spiritual energy? My ancestor is the best in the world and will definitely become an immortal.

No Taoist sect has ever doubted whether their ancestor has become an immortal, and the same is true if there is no evidence to prove it.

"It's time to get up. If you rest any longer, the thunder will strike again."

"It gave me a test but didn't kill me, and even gave me time to rest. What is the purpose of this thunder tribulation?"

"You can't just want to test me, right?"

Zhang Daolong struggled slightly to get up from the ground, looking at the thunderclouds in the sky that seemed to be waiting for him, his tone somewhat puzzled.

Having resisted until now, he can of course see that this thunder tribulation is completely different from the thunder tribulation recorded in the records. Not only is its power equal to his cultivation level, but it can also allow him to rest for a while when he can't bear it anymore. It's a bit like a test, but why does God want to test him?

There is no reason.

There's nothing special about him, right?
And it seemed that he was not the only one. When the thunder tribulation appeared, he calculated the situation in Longhu Mountain but could not figure out anything.

This obviously meant that there was also a thunder disaster in Longhu Mountain just like him.

He didn't have time to calculate other places, but he was certain that both Wudang and Longhu would experience thunder tribulations, and as expected, the one who would survive the tribulation on Longhu's side would be Xuanzhen.

But why them?
talent?

With so many first-sequence people in China, Zhang Daolong really doesn’t think his talent is much better than others.

In the previous battle between first-sequence-level psychics, he didn’t even make it into the top three.

Xuan Zhen is fine, but why does he have to go through the tribulation as well?
It's impossible that the entire first sequence of China is undergoing tribulation now?
I can’t figure it out. I can’t figure it out.

If you don’t understand it, don’t think about it.

The most important thing now is to survive this thunder tribulation.

Although his sixth sense as a practitioner told him that it didn't matter if he didn't make it, but if it was a test, the person who was testing him would be disappointed if he couldn't make it, right?
If you make it through, will there be any reward?

He might as well not let the time come when everyone else has passed the first stage of the tribulation, except Zhang Daolong.

Wouldn't that be embarrassing?
So no matter it is for the reward or for other reasons, you have to cross it if you can. If you really can't cross it, then forget it.

There is nothing we can do if we don’t have the strength.

Zhang Daolong shook his head and prepared to continue, but at this moment, the Zhenwu sword in his hand began to vibrate violently and uncontrollably.

He was stunned and looked at the Zhenwu Sword in confusion.

"boom!"

The next second, the Zhenwu Sword burst out with an intense light, so dazzling that it even formed a beam of light that shot straight into the sky and rushed into the rolling sea of ​​thunder.

As if provoked by the light column formed by the Zhenwu Sword, or as if the thundercloud had been waiting for the Zhenwu Sword to move, the already huge dark cloud spread around again, and the thundercloud expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. The initial blue-purple lightning was gradually turning black, and lightning arcs were flashing. Every streak of lightning made Zhang Daolong feel an unprecedented threat of death.

He looked at the Zhenwu Sword in his hand in confusion, then raised his head in confusion to look at the increasingly terrifying thunderclouds in the sky. This sudden change caught him off guard, and he even couldn't help but have an idea.

"Could it be that this thunder tribulation was originally meant for the Zhenwu Sword?"

"Is it just because the Zhenwu Sword is in my hand that it feels like a thunderbolt is about to strike me?"

"The reason why it didn't kill me is purely because the Zhenwu Sword hasn't revived yet, so those thunders are just appetizers?"

“It’s just starting now?”