SWDnovel Chapter 170 The End of One Life - Starting Again!
Chapter 170 The End of One Life - Starting Again!
That jet-black longsword was neither a magic weapon nor a true weapon; it was clearly a profound weapon or a Dao weapon!
A Dao artifact that even he would cherish and treasure!
Thinking of this, Aoki Jin became even more furious.
Even at his peak, he didn't possess many Xuan-level or Dao-level artifacts.
And now, such a fine treasure has escaped right under his nose.
Besides.
Niu Gao was killed, but Mu Shan let him escape!
These two events were like two resounding slaps to his face.
Even though his true form is now nowhere to be found, he once dominated this land of clouds and mist for a time.
Now we have suffered such a huge setback in a row!
Aoki Masato took a deep breath.
Fortunately, he still had a plan, a backup plan.
He could still snatch back the lost treasures if he went out, and now he also had a body that cultivated the techniques left behind by a wisp of his former soul—Lu Qingyun.
Although Lu Qingyun's talent was very ordinary and his spiritual roots were mixed and inferior.
But for the dignified Master Aoki, it was no big deal.
With Lu Qingyun's body in his possession, it wouldn't be difficult for him to change bodies again or cultivate back to the Foundation Establishment True Person realm after he leaves.
Thinking of this, Master Aoki's expression finally softened a bit.
Lu Qingyun coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the longevity magic power within his body became increasingly violent, rushing towards his mind almost without restraint.
Lu Qingyun glanced around.
This place is a scenic spot among the three mountains and seven valleys of this secret realm.
"Green hills and clear waters, not bad."
"What a perfect burial place."
Lu Qingyun supported himself to stand, though he was almost too weak to stand, but his eyes were full of smiles as he looked at Master Qingmu in the distance.
If one can live, why would one want to die?
Unfortunately, his death today is almost inevitable. He is powerless to resist, powerless to resist the uncontrollable power of immortality.
Lu Qingyun couldn't help but sigh:
"A hundred years or so in this world have passed in a blur."
"The karmic ties between these two countries have been almost completely severed. Apart from a few people in the Cloud Mist Sect, I have nothing left to worry about."
"Since there's nothing to worry about, then we should just surrender obediently."
"In that case, I will keep you burning the sky lanterns for decades, and perhaps then I can send you to reincarnation sooner."
Master Qingmu stood there coldly. He snorted and waved his hand, causing his longevity magic to surge again.
"Reincarnation? No need."
Lu Qingyun felt his body gradually slipping out of his control, and laughed loudly at Master Qingmu: "Master Qingmu."
"You're the mastermind behind this 'Ancient Tree Longevity Technique,' aren't you!"
"I never imagined that despite my best efforts to evade the Black-Robed Deacon Sun Yang's schemes and avoid becoming his supplies, I would end up in your hands."
"Stubborn and obstinate."
Seeing that Lu Qingyun still dared to put up a fight, Master Qingmu snorted coldly.
We must continue to activate the power of longevity, striving to break through his sea of consciousness directly, completely control his body, and then begin the process of seizing his body.
However, the next moment.
Lu Qingyun suddenly roared to the sky, angrily breaking free from the immortality magic binding his body:
"Floating duckweed drifts with the waves, its fate uncertain and lonely."
A thousand boats race towards the sea, while a lone leaf hangs suspended against the azure sky.
Tonight, my life ends and my soul returns to ashes; I bid farewell to the clouds and my friends for now.
When the clouds disperse in the morning, let us quell the rebellion and discuss the Way with the greenwood tree!
As he spoke, Lu Qingyun's laughter grew even louder.
He whipped away the greenwood that spoke of the Way!
Lu Qingyun's voice echoed continuously in the valley.
A murderous glint appeared in Master Aoki's eyes. He said coldly, "Junior, I've changed my mind. I will not only set you on fire, but I will also annihilate your entire clan to avenge today's humiliation!"
"Relatives? Please, sir."
"If I knew who my relatives were, I might even thank you."
Lu Qingyun smiled.
He was an orphan, and to be honest, he didn't know what relatives he had.
After speaking, Lu Qingyun said nothing more, only giving Qingmu Zhenren a mocking smile.
A sense of foreboding suddenly arose in Aoki Masato's heart.
next moment.
With a loud bang.
Lu Qingyun exploded completely, turning into ashes.
"How dare you, a mere junior, play tricks on me!"
Master Aoki shouted angrily, thrusting out his palm and unleashing a powerful palm print that struck the spot where Lu Qingyun had just been standing.
boom!
A massive, gaping hole appeared, and Lu Qingyun was utterly reduced to ashes.
Master Qingmu's eyes widened in horror as he realized that Lu Qingyun had not only self-destructed his body, but also his soul.
Without this body, how can he leave the array that his former body had specially set up to allow only the physical body to pass through?
It will be another hundred years before the secret realm accumulates enough energy to open again.
Aoki Masato roared hysterically.
"How dare he? How dare he!"
"How dare he just self-destruct and die like that?"
"That's my body, mine!"
Qian Shu wanted to step forward and comfort her.
However, Aoki Jinjin, whose scheme had failed, was now in a bloodthirsty rage.
He no longer wanted to pretend to be a loyal minister or a virtuous ruler.
boom!
With a palm strike, Qian Shu's puppet body was shattered into pieces.
Lu Qingyun was completely unaware of all of this.
……
In the cramped space, Lu Qingyun opened his eyes.
It was still the same old drafty thatched hut, and a bowl of plain white porridge.
"They're back."
Lu Qingyun smiled and murmured.
in front of you.
The ancient pages move without wind, and the book of a hundred generations slowly turns.
The first page is still blank.
On the second page, faint ink marks emerge, outlining a simple sketch: a boy dressed in coarse cloth, holding a wood-chopping knife, stands by a mountain stream, gazing up at two streaks of light in the sky. Beside the drawing, tiny words, barely visible, appear:
[First Incarnation: Lu Qingyun. Lifespan: 71. A mortal martial artist. Obsessed with immortality, he searched for 56 years, but ultimately found no path, dying far from home at the foot of Yunxia Mountain. Regret: Never encountered the destiny of immortality.]
On the third page, the original chaotic glimmer of light slowly condensed and gradually transformed into the smiling figure in white robes in this world.
Immediately afterwards, a line of small print appeared:
Second Incarnation: Lu Qingyun. Lifespan: 122 years. Half-step Foundation Establishment. Suffering from scheming and plotting, he spent his life seeking the Dao, barely surviving half his life, hiding his tracks and concealing his identity. He gradually understood the nature of cause and effect and first glimpsed the path of immortality. Regret: He failed to save his old friends and did not eliminate his old enemies.
"Are the old enemies not yet all gone?"
Lu Qingyun smiled and shook his head.
"It seems that even now, the deaths of Erniu and the others have not brought me peace of mind."
"But that's true. If people could forget the past, how could they still be called human?"
"I will kill all my former enemies one day, and I will save all my former friends in one lifetime. In this way, I will have no regrets."
As soon as he finished speaking, a point of light from the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes merged into his body, and Lu Qingyun intuitively felt that his soul seemed to have become much stronger.
A sudden realization dawned on him.
"I see. When I fulfill the regrets of my past life, I will gain a boost to my past life's spiritual cultivation. It's just a pity that this time I'm only fusing with the spiritual soul from my first life as a mortal. After all, the only regret I've fulfilled so far is stepping onto the path of immortality in my first life."
"That's a good thing..."
A smile appeared on Lu Qingyun's lips.
Thus, as long as he can resolve the regrets of each lifetime, perhaps in one lifetime, even without choosing cultivation level, he can still kill a Foundation Establishment cultivator with his soul, just like Master Qingmu.
The familiar text reappeared.
A line of small print appeared before Lu Qingyun's eyes:
Your second life has ended.
You can choose one of the following options to keep:
1. An item you possess in this world.
2. Your current state of spiritual practice at the end of this period.
3. Abandon the above options and use a certain time or place in this life as an anchor point to choose from for the start of the next life.
This time, Lu Qingyun did not hesitate and immediately chose option 2, the cultivation realm of this world.
The familiar power of immortality was restored within his body. In this place where time and space were isolated, Master Qingmu was naturally unable to activate it and allow it to erode his soul.
Under the suppression of the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes, the power of immortality was like an obedient puppy, not daring to run wild at all, and could only let him do as he pleased.
Feeling the familiar yet powerful force within my body.
Lu Qingyun did not hesitate and immediately destroyed it, leaving only the pure magic power in his body to nourish the acupoints around his body.
After all, when the next life begins, he won't have the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes to suppress him.
Even if this longevity magic was excellent, he dared not keep it in his body.
However, even if one is only half a step away from the Foundation Establishment stage, it is enough, as the opened acupoints will not become blocked again in a short time.
He wanted to see if Sun Yang, the black-robed steward, could still use him as resources, given his half-step Foundation Establishment realm and perspective.
Now that Niu Gao has not yet broken through to the half-step Foundation Establishment stage, can he still be as arrogant as he was in his previous life?
The next moment, Lu Qingyun opened his eyes.
The first rays of dawn break over Qingyu Square.
"Next!"
An outer disciple shouted loudly.
It was his turn to test his spiritual roots.
At this moment, he would no longer regard these pitiful outer disciples and outer deacons as high and mighty figures.
Lu Qingyun couldn't help but smile and looked forward with his head held high.