I have become immortal, Taoist friends still need to be diligent

"so big."

Li Mu was dumbfounded when he entered the library. There were five floors inside.

The first floor has a thousand square meters, which are all miscellaneous books and low-grade exercises and martial arts.

The second level contains ordinary Taoist books and mid-level martial arts skills.

The third floor contains Taoist books annotated by Taoist seniors, as well as middle-grade martial arts skills.

The fourth floor contains Taoist classic books and top-grade martial arts techniques.

The fifth floor is the absolute collection of Taoism.

Li Mu started living as an otaku again.

I spent every day either practicing or reading. I occasionally talked about Taoist classics with other famous Taoist priests and competed in martial arts.

More than a year later, Li Mu turned 40.

Li Mu has read through the books in the library for more than a year. Because Li Mu has a good memory, Li Mu can sort out books with a lot of repetitions at a glance.

It saved a lot of time. Li Mu didn't read a book today because Li Mu was making a breakthrough.

In the room, Li Mu slowly controlled his internal energy and hit the last strange sutra over and over again.

"Bang~"

Finally, the last strange sutra was penetrated, and my whole body felt indescribably smooth. It feels like the internal strength is twice as strong as the second-rate peak.

After receiving his strength, Li Mu slowly opened his eyes.

"This technique is getting harder and harder to break through."

Li Mu said with a sigh.

Although Li Mu's practice was just to complete the task on time, which was not as hard as those crazy practitioners, it still took too long.

No wonder it's hard to see even one first-class master in a county. It really takes perseverance to persist in a boring life, but a few people can stand it.

Li Mu went to take a shower. He had just broken through and had some sweat.

After taking a shower, Li Mu planned to visit the fifth floor of the library.

"Just these few books?"

When Li Mu came to the fifth floor, he saw only a dozen books, five of which were classics, and the others were travel notes of ancient Taoist predecessors.

Li Mu looked at it boredly.

"what?"

Suddenly, Li Mu discovered something in a travel diary.

"Fairy?"

Li Mu immediately looked at it with all his concentration.

Two hours later, Li Mu had read all the books on the fifth floor.

"For horses, there are immortal cultivators~"

Li Mu said with dull eyes.

Li Mu got two pieces of news from the book.

One, there are cultivators in this world.

Second, no immortal cultivators have been seen in the twelve kingdoms including the Wei Dynasty for more than three thousand years.

"Go ask Master Ziyang."

Li Mu thought that Ziyang Zhenren, the headmaster of Ziyang Palace, should know that he was the old Taoist priest who gave Li Mu the jade pendant.

Not everyone can be called Zhenren Ziyang, only the sect leaders of the past dynasties can be called Zhenren Ziyang.

"Master, are there really immortals in this world?"

Li Mu came to the top of the mountain where Master Ziyang was meditating, and asked after Master Ziyang had finished his practice.

"What do you think?"

Master Ziyang smiled at Li Mu and asked.

"have it?"

Li Mu longed for it in his heart, but he was also afraid of the unknown.

"Yes, I, Ziyangshan, used to be a sect of cultivating immortals."

Master Ziyang raised his head slightly and said leisurely towards the sunset.

"Ah? Then the real person is now a cultivator of immortality?"

Li Mu was surprised.

"Not counting. Three thousand years ago, the spiritual energy of the twelve kingdoms, including the Wei Dynasty, slowly began to decrease. It became extremely difficult to cultivate immortality."

"In the end, the immortal cultivators with some cultivation left, and our Ziyang Palace is no exception. The low-level immortal cultivators who did not leave in the end continued to maintain the order of Ziyang Palace."

"Just start letting your disciples practice martial arts."

"..."

"However, after years of martial arts exploration, people have discovered that they still cannot pass through the majestic Hengduan Mountains. There are invincible beasts inside."

"However, according to the speculations of the martial arts ancestors, if you break through the realm of the innate master, you will be able to fight those beasts."

"It's just that life is only a few decades, and even if you break through to the realm of the innate master, you will only be a hundred years old, so how can you break through to the next unknown realm."

Master Ziyang looked at Li Mu and said slowly.

At this time Li Mu understood.

It turns out that there is too little spiritual energy. If you go to cultivate immortality, it will be as slow as a turtle, not as fast as martial arts.

So the people behind them tried to practice martial arts to increase their strength and then cross the Hengduan Mountains to reach a realm where they could practice and then cultivate immortality.

After studying for a period of time, Li Mu also learned about the realms behind the First Class, which are Grandmaster and Innate Grandmaster.

According to Master Ziyang, martial arts seniors have also explored the path beyond the innate master, but no one has continued to break through when their energy and blood have declined.

After all, the Grandmaster's Qi and blood begin to slowly decline after forty, and he can barely maintain his own realm at the age of sixty. The Xiantian Grandmaster also loses Qi and blood at the age of sixty, and can only barely maintain his realm at the age of eighty. .

Perhaps for the vast majority of warriors, instead of pursuing the illusory immortality, it is better to practice hard.

First-class peak warriors may not live a few years longer than ordinary people, about seventy or eighty years old, but the average grandmaster can live eighty to ninety years old, and the average innate grandmaster can live one hundred years old.

You must know that ordinary people can live an average of sixty-five to seventy years if they are free from illness and disaster. Innate masters can directly live one more person's youth.

"Thank you, Master, for clarifying my doubts."

Li Mu said sincerely.

"It doesn't matter, the bigger sects, aristocratic families, and the royal family all know about it."

Master Ziyang said casually.

……

Then Li Mu stayed for a few more days and said goodbye to Master Ziyang. Others may not be able to cultivate beyond the Innate Grandmaster due to their life span, but he, Li Mu, can.

After understanding, Li Mu already knew that a first-class warrior could break through to the realm of a grandmaster by opening up the twelve main meridians, and that by opening up the second line of Ren and Du, he could break through to the realm of an innate grandmaster.

As for Xiantian, one hundred and eight acupoints need to be opened according to the speculations of martial arts seniors.

Li Mu has understood the way forward and has given up. Not only is he immortal, but he is also immortal and there is no such thing as a decline in Qi and blood.

Riding the Black Tornado, Li Mu once again set foot on the world.

This time Li Mu plans to go to the south.

"Woooooooo~"

"Oh, I'm just fishing, but there's so much rain. I'm so annoyed."

Li Mu has been in the south for seven days. As soon as he was sitting by the river fishing today, it started raining, which made Li Mu very depressed.

"Hahaha~ Uncle, why not get on the boat and take shelter from the rain."

At this time, a small boat passed by on the river. Among them, a young man who looked like a young master couldn't help laughing when he saw Li Mu's angry look.

"It's okay. Your uncle and I will get on the boat right away. You can ask the boatman to hold the boat steady."

When Li Mu saw that there were only two people on the boat, a boatman in his thirties and a young man in his twenties, he said unceremoniously.

"Don't worry, uncle, there is wine here. Let's drink with you when my boat gets closer."

The young man said generously.

"Okay."

Li Mu now controls his appearance to look like he is thirty-five years old, so he is naturally considered an uncle.

Li Mu then picked up the sword and bow and arrow next to him. The black whirlwind is stored at a farmer's house not far away.

Li Mu threw the fishing rod made of bamboo forward and then stood up.

Like a dragonfly touching the water, he tapped the bamboo pole twice and boarded the boat ten meters away from the river bank. With a pull of the fishing line in his hand, the fishing pole came to Li Mu's hand again.