In the seventh year in the secret realm, his consciousness seemed to fall into the deep sea, and he slept in darkness for an extremely long time. When all the fatigue and pain disappeared, Jiang Mo felt an extremely wonderful soul and body were completely integrated together. It was not the kind of tight fit and penetration, but rather a mutual blending, forming an existence that was neither physical nor spiritual. This could be called a rare miracle on the path of cultivation. Ordinary aliens, cultivators, ordinary people, even Dao Lords and Masters, their souls reside deep within the flesh, existing in a dependent form and being nourished by it, so the flesh often shows signs of aging and withering, and the soul will also show signs of decay. Some powerful monks can use special methods to delay the aging of the body and maintain eternal youth, but the effect is limited and cannot benefit the soul. As time goes by, once the soul begins to age irreversibly, the person will still die. As for his physical body, if it does not have enough vitality, it will die suddenly. If it has plenty of vitality, the corpse will become spiritual and give birth to a new soul. But now, Jiang Mo discovered that his soul and body had turned into another mysterious substance that was not recorded in ancient books. Although he still maintained human physical signs, he could feel endless vitality flowing from every corner of his body at all times, like a perfect, never-extinguished furnace. The strongest intuition from the bottom of his heart told him excitedly that the upper limit of his lifespan had been broken! He is at the quasi-7th level of Xuanming and estimates that his lifespan is between 500 and 700 years. After two consecutive breakthroughs, he achieved three transformations: body, soul, and body and soul. Even he himself couldn't estimate how much his life span would increase. Maybe half? Or double? According to the memory of the Supreme Lord, breaking through the 7th level is like taking a step into the realm of immortality. The soul is freed from the limitations of lifespan and becomes one with the body, and the Trinity True Method can continuously replenish the body with innate Qi, thus forming a perfect closed loop.

Then why only half a step? The reason is very simple. After experiencing that catastrophe, the Supreme Lord became possessed, his realm fell, and his body and soul were severely weakened. The former was destroyed in the war, and the latter turned into an obsessed ghost, trapped in a daze for many years. He no longer has any chance to contact and prove the power of the 7th level of Xuanming. In addition, the more powerful the Master is, the more terrifying the innate Qi needed to maintain life activities is. This is also the reason why the Masters standing at the top of the world do not live hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times longer than other practitioners. Jiang Mo estimated that in his current state, he could live for 1,500 years, which was very close to the Dao Lords and Control Lords outside Tianyuan. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the real world. He adjusted his breathing slightly and adapted to the new and strange sensations brought by his body. In the past few months, Jiang Mo chose to break through the last level, condense the true domain, and consolidate his cultivation. Compared with the first two levels, it can be said that it was like walking on flat ground. "Wow!" Under the stimulation of the new body, the Trinity True Method actually swayed a clear and bright white beam of light in Jiang Mo's body. Then, it materialized and slowly formed a ribbon like fairy silk, as if it was the crystallization of some kind of great law, and it was gently hanging behind him. "Wow!" The second one. The third way. The fourth one. Two years passed in the blink of an eye. When Jiang Mo had exerted his true power to the extreme, a total of ninety-nine fairy silks lingered around his body, making him look like an immortal from ancient times. It was also at this point that the most mysterious thing happened. All of a sudden, the true method maintained by Jiang Mo dissipated without any warning. Even his various understandings and techniques of practicing the true method in his mind disappeared completely, as if he had never had it. At the same time, ninety-nine immortal rays trembled gently, began to release a faint light, and moved along a certain orbit. They carried all the insights that Jiang Mo had lost, gradually faded, became transparent, and were eternally solidified in the up and down, front and back, left and right of the white body. At this point, a colorless black hole that cannot be seen or touched exists in Jiang Mo's body, covering a ten-foot space from the inside out. It was so perfect that it didn't seem like a human creation. It was a true method of cultivation that had evolved into a new form, like an extension of his body that he could control at will. Reject all things, only being eternal, being immune to all laws, and achieving immortality. This was Jiang Mo's intuitive feeling. He didn't need to urge anything. Subconsciously or without permission from his mind, any matter, magical power, or magic weapon that approached him would be refined instantly. In addition, the colorless black hole also has the ability to devour spiritual energy. He cultivated to the 7th level of Xuanming, and the 'freedom' and 'following one's heart' that he obtained were not as good as this round of colorless black hole. The long training was about to come to a successful conclusion. In the past twenty-one years, Jiang Mo cultivated the three great magical powers of the Book of Time and History and broke through the seventh level of Xuanming. Now, in the remaining year or so, he planned to condense the third clone of the innate Tao body. "Buzz!"

The blood bottle given by Xian Hua appeared out of thin air. Jiang Mo opened it, and a stream of blood that looked like a green flame fell into his palm, emitting a faint warmth. "." Feeling the blood of the third kind of innate physique, which was also the essence of the Taoist cultivation, Jiang Mo refined it in an instant and grasped the extraordinary nature of it. After a long time, the blood dried up and turned into ashes. Jiang Mo seemed to be thinking about something. He picked up a fallen leaf beside him, held it between his fingers, and stared at it. His thoughts surged, and the withered yellow leaf suddenly changed drastically, burning into a green flame that danced in the air. After he finished analyzing the old man's blood, he activated his magical powers and transformed it into his own immortality blood. Afterwards, Jiang Mo continued with the old method and used a touch of innate Qi to shape the body of immortality. Time passed quickly and three months later, he succeeded. 2024, April 1. On this day, a stream of green light broke through the air from the back mountain of Trinity Gate and disappeared into the vast sky and earth. Coincidentally, the other clones of Ancient Zhou and Blood Lotus were also released from the secret realm by Jiang Mo and went to the human world to practice. On a sunny afternoon with a gentle breeze, a man in white clothes and white hair walked out from the back mountain and returned to the Taoist temple of the sect. The scene before our eyes was even more deserted than it was two years ago. However, it was a man sitting in a wheelchair that caught his attention. After taking a closer look, Jiang Mo recognized the man. His name was Yun Qinglong, and he was once the swordsman under Yu Huai's jurisdiction, the strongest swordsman, no doubt about it. After Yu Huai resigned, he also withdrew from the Nine Departments. But now, he had lost all his cultivation and was like a useless person. He sat in the courtyard, basking in the afternoon sun. There was a sense of emptiness and loneliness in his eyes, and he felt unspeakable depression all over his body. Next to him, in charge of taking care of him is a chubby little boy, not a human being, but a descendant of the Northeastern elves, in the form of a gecko. "Uncle, can I take you somewhere else to go shopping?" "No. Just some sunshine." Yun Qinglong said absentmindedly, his voice a little hoarse and his face pale. Since he encountered a demon king half a year ago, he has fallen to this point. He was cursed in his body, his cultivation was declining every day, and his true Qi was polluted, which made it impossible to circulate Qi and forced it to disperse. His internal organs were also seriously injured. When he was running out of time, he contacted Yu Huai and wanted to visit and say goodbye to this respected elder, but he was placed here. He not only asked Senior Zhuge to extend his life, but also emphasized that he would ask the old man for help to remove the curse for him after Xuanzun came out of retreat. This wait lasted for half a year. Gradually, his thoughts recalled the scenes of hunting Zuwei with his acquaintances such as Lu Jin, Zhang Zhiwei, and Wei Yuanming. He would never forget the feeling of despair in his life. In the following years, he practiced hard day and night, but was still unable to narrow the huge gap. The strong men of his generation have killed demon generals one after another in the past two years, and can even fight against extraordinary creatures at the quasi-king level. The only thing was that he had bad luck. He met a powerful enemy that he could never defeat at the wrong time. He was a genuine demon king, and dealing with him was as easy as brushing off a bit of dust. It would have been fine if he had just been killed quickly, but he chose to plant the blood-sucking spell in his body, causing him to suffer untold tortures and eventually turning him into a parasitic puppet. For this reason, Yu Huai tried every means to save him, and Senior Zhuge also lent a helping hand, but it was all to no avail. The only hope was to prolong his life a little longer and wait for the head of the Sanyi Sect or Xuanzun to come out of seclusion, before the situation could be resolved. Yun Qinglong was still secretly grieving, immersed in memories of the past, not knowing that Jiang Mo, who was standing in the distance, had sensed all his emotions and memories through the Eye of Truth.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Mo remembered that Yu Huai valued this junior very much, so he offered to help. A calm gaze crossed hundreds of meters and completely penetrated the figure in the wheelchair. His blood, bones, muscles, organs, and even the smallest cells were infinitely magnified in Jiang Mo's eyes. Read the error-free version at 69shuba! 6=9+shu_ba is the first to publish this novel. The marks formed by the condensation of the dark demonic energy were like segments of mottled iron worms, covering many parts of the body and gnawing at the life essence. Not for killing, but only for torture. In another half a year, those grown iron worms will completely eat up Yun Qinglong's internal organs, and then spread to his brain to take over his body. "." Jiang Mo activated his magical power, Follow Your Heart, and in an instant, the curse in Yun Qinglong's body was forcibly wiped out by an invisible big hand, as if it had never existed. The speed was so fast that even Yun Qinglong couldn't react to what was happening. It was not until a few seconds later that his pupils suddenly shrank, filled with incredible light and excitement. Is this a dream? This is definitely not a dream! In the end what happened? Yun Qinglong's brain went blank for a moment, and he quickly guessed the reason. It seemed that the only person in this world who could heal him instantly and was willing to help him was that person. “Failure is common, don’t be discouraged, try again.” A voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar echoed in his ears. Yun Qinglong suddenly stood up and looked around excitedly, but there was no one there. He was so happy that he spoke incoherently and kowtowed. "Thank you, Senior!" "Thanks!!" Hearing the man talking to himself, Jiang Mo remained calm. He turned around and left, heading for the Sutra Repository. As soon as he arrived, he saw several jade boxes placed on the desk in front of him, as well as several letters left behind. "Oh?" Jiang Mo opened them one by one. There were three fragments of the history book and a flame as bright as the sun, which were sealed in the formation made of demonic energy. Then, he picked up a few letters and immediately saw the handwriting that was so powerful that it could be seen through the paper, or the neat and elegant handwriting, as if the disciples were speaking in person. "Uncle Master, I heard that you were in seclusion and I was unable to see you again. I am so sorry. I hope the things in the box can help you. I am leaving now and look forward to seeing you next time - Yu Huai." "Xuanzun, the fragment has been retrieved. I personally went to Northern Europe and found it in the hands of a Level 5 Undead Awakener. Things went smoothly. There are no signs of further damage to the fragment. Other fragments are still under investigation. I hope everything goes well for you. Here it is. " "Uncle Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much. I am training in Southern Xinjiang. There is a famous scented tea there, which is particularly fragrant and unique. So I brought some back for you. I hope it suits your taste. - Lu Jin. " "Master, my dear friend has less than two years left to live, so I am leaving the mountain to accompany her to the end. I hope you will not blame me. This time, I am going to Kyoto, which is near the main dojo of Feixian Sect. It is not affected by the monsters, so you don't have to worry about it. I wish you a successful retreat and peace and happiness. - Linqi. " "Uncle Master, there are too many things to do in Baotian Pavilion. Senior Brother and the two guardians are a bit overwhelmed. I am willing to go down the mountain to assist you. I hope you can make further progress in your cultivation. That day I saw you finish eating all the red bean cakes, and I remembered the many kinds of snacks and home-cooked dishes that Master mentioned that you like, so I prepared a lot of them with everyone without your permission and placed them in the kitchen, where there is a spiritual Qi formation set up by Senior Brother Zhuge, which can preserve the taste of freshly baked food and prevent it from spoiling. If you miss the taste of fireworks in the world, you can go there to have a feast. ——Xianshu. " Looking at the contents of these letters, a bright smile bloomed on Jiang Mo's lips. This made him happier than collecting several fragments of time. Except for Ming Ku, the other four disciples grew up under his care. He even took them on a tour around the mountains and rivers for a year or two to broaden their horizons. It is no exaggeration to say that he treated them as his own children.

In the blink of an eye, more than 80 years have passed, and it all seems like it happened yesterday. Jiang Mo held the letter in his hand, and all sorts of past events flashed through his mind. While he was distracted, a long time passed. Finally, he put away the letters and noticed the laptop beside him. It was always charged and turned on, and disciples often came here to maintain and check it. That was Xianshu's instruction before he left the mountain. The interface of the screen was still a special encrypted chat channel. The two heads of the nine departments sent dozens of unread messages, mentioning that in the past two years, they had discovered twelve geniuses with innate physiques, but there was still no clue about the fragments. "12" Jiang Mo slid the mouse and browsed the information sent to him. The ages of those geniuses ranged from 16 to 24 years old. Before they started formal training, they were engaged in the most ordinary jobs and were the most inconspicuous existence in the vast crowd. It is because of the physical screening of the entire region that they were discovered. Otherwise, they might have been lost in the crowd for the rest of their lives. However, the Nine Departments poured their top-level resources into training them, but during the screening process, they were still noticed by the leaders and elders of some sects. Due to the absolute gap in strength, the news could not be concealed at all. They continued to infiltrate and win over, persuading those geniuses to choose other ways out, explaining that staying in the Nine Departments would be a waste of talent and would only lead to limited achievements. Because of this incident, the two sides even had several fierce conflicts. During the two years, the physical fitness of those with innate abilities grew alarmingly, and some of them gradually became unable to suppress their ambitions and wanted to break away from the control of the Nine Departments and join other sects. The last message, frozen on December , , was from Ning He and Xu Qiuyu asking when Jiang Mo would be free? They wanted to send all 12 people to Trinity Gate as soon as possible during the delay of negotiations, so as to fulfill their original promise. (End of this chapter)