Chapter 374

"However, beyond the Terran, there is the world of gods."

"Yes, there are gods in this world..."

"I've seen..."

"The old man. He's a real God. He came to see me."

Peace knelt on the ground, talking to himself, and suddenly looked up.

He looked at the sky.

"God!"

"If you can hear Xiao Min's voice!"

"Please."

"Xiao Min is peaceful, please here!"

"Help us!"

"Save Chang Guo!"

Peaceful prayers are not very loud.

He didn't know if he could be heard by the gods.

Around him, some devout old people knelt down with him and prayed.

Unconsciously, snowflakes fell.

It's snowing.

This surprised people.

It's only November.

The snow fell a little early.

The snow grew rapidly.

Countless snowflakes fluttered and fell from the sky, covering a layer of mist between heaven and earth.

In the wind and snow, someone stepped on the snow.

Not on the ground, but in the air.

Countless snowflakes held his body and slowly fell from the sky.

"Peace."

Wen Ling, wearing the clothes he wore in the kingdom of Jing, stepped on the snowflakes and fell to the ground.

At that time, the state of Jing had just been established, and the style of clothing was similar to that of the state of Yan.

The style of Yanguo is gorgeous and cumbersome.

The wind and snow agitated his skirt.

Wide robe and big sleeves, worn on Wen Ling, matched with his temperament, are really immortal.

Ping he wanted to get up, but he didn't have much strength, so he had to salute and say:

"Lord God."

He called in his mouth, and at the same time

"I am not a God, peace." Wen Ling said with a slight smile, "maybe you have heard my name in the book. My name is Wen Ling. I was a man in the ancient times of Jingguo."

He looked calm for a moment. Then, almost forgetting his fatigue, he straightened up and asked in a hurry:

"Wen Ling... Is he the saint Wen who founded the Taoist school and is called the ancestor of the Taoist school?"

"I inherited the Tao. The sage doesn't have to cry. That's the name of Confucianism."

Wen Ling's eyes are distant, with a little nostalgia.

He looked at peace again and said:

"Tao is a knowledge of practice. If you go further, you will be an immortal. Peace, I am not a God, but an immortal. I am not a God in heaven, but an immortal in the fairy world. My fairy name is inspiration, Zhenjun."

His fingers ran through the air.

The blue light forms two words in the air.

God.

Fairy.

"God is beside the sign."

Wen Ling pointed to the text and explained.

"And the fairy is beside the herringbone."

"God is an ancient existence outside the human world."

"Immortals are made of human practice."

He walked towards peace.

"Peace, people can not only live in a small way. People can practice and become immortals. If I give you a chance, do you intend to find the way to become immortals?"

A peaceful body, unconsciously standing up from the ground.

His already exhausted body, at this moment, has forgotten fatigue and is deeply attracted by the words said by Wen Ling.

"When people become immortals, can they be like sir?"

"Immortal, you can move mountains and seas and change the world." Wen Ling said, "however, people need to have the consciousness of abandoning everything, unparalleled determination, and unshakable faith..."

"And... Hard practice, the opportunity to become an immortal."

Peace came to Wen Ling.

"Zhenjun, please teach me!"

"You can teach me how to become an immortal, can't you?"

He said peacefully and imploringly, as if the traveler in the desert saw the only oasis, and as if the resident in the dark saw the first light.

Wen Ling nodded slightly.

"Pray to the great being for peace and ask him to give you this opportunity."

Wen Ling's eyes looked into the air through the wind and snow.

He doesn't know where his master is now, but he knows that his master will pay attention to them.

Peace is a little confused.

He put his hand on his chest and made the most commonly used prayer gesture in the family.

"Great existence, whether you are a God, an immortal or a devil, please..."

"Give me a chance to become an immortal."

"I'm willing to try my best to win this opportunity!"

The voice just fell.

The snow stopped.

And Wenling and Pinghe have disappeared.

The onlookers around reacted. They just saw a miracle.

No, it's not a miracle.

According to the old man, it's an immortal trace!

Their ideas were impacted and learned new concepts.

Besides God, there are immortals. God has been a God since ancient times, but immortals come from people's practice.

And peace is taken away by the immortal!

People could not help kneeling down and praying to the gods.

They all hope that peace can really become an immortal as the old immortal said.

If someone in this world can transcend the secular world and become an immortal.

Well, it's better to be a good man like Dr. ping!

People pray like this.

……

Peace in front of a flower, when he saw it clearly again, he had come to a new place with Wen Ling.

There is some desolation around. There is a high mountain next to it. The mountain is very high and covered with white snow.

"Peace." Wen Ling's expression was a little serious. "It's very difficult for people to become immortals. They have to go through a lot of hardships, and your hardships are not enough. Therefore, the great existence has prepared the last test for you."

"You have to rely on your own strength to climb this mountain."

"On the top of this mountain, you can get the opportunity to practice and become an immortal."

He nodded peacefully.

"I see, Wen Zhenjun, thank you."

He looked up at the top of the mountain.

The remote on the top of the mountain is like an illusion.

"I'll climb up."

"But your body is very tired. Your spirit is also very bad."

Wen Ling took out a red bead from his sleeve.

"Come on, take this."

"Let it heal your wounds and provide you with the power of life."

Thanks for peace.

He received the red pearl recovered from his mistake with infinite emotion in his heart.

This bead, after suffering, has the day to see it again.

This is the power of immortals.

Peace secretly swore in his heart that he would never lose the red pearl again until the immortal took it back.

After saying goodbye to Wenling, Pinghe began to climb the mountain.

This is a barren mountain. There is no artificial Road on the mountain. Fortunately, the hillside is not steep at the beginning. You can still walk up if you find some easy places.

Walk peacefully and quickly.

The "life energy" of Hongzhu was opened by him. Under the light red light, his fatigue gradually dissipated and his body felt full of vitality.

When we came to the third part of the mountain, the mountain wall gradually became steep, and the road gradually changed from earth slope to rock.

There was no vegetation on the mountain. Pinghe had to find some prominent rocks and climb up with hands and feet.

In this way, the speed is greatly affected.