Chapter 401 I'd Like to Give It a Try

After hearing the Taoist's reply, the old man's expression instantly collapsed.

He wanted to snatch back his sword, but how could a Taoist return what he had?

After some flying chickens and dogs jumped, the old man's ancient house collapsed under the duel between the two of them.

"Wei Changming, if you don't tell me one, two, three things today, even if I risk my life, I will still fight to the death with you." The old man, whose cultivation was much weaker than the Taoist, stood on the remains of the ancient house and pointed at the Taoist as he gnashed his teeth.

The Taoist looked at the old man and shook his head helplessly.

Only then did he walk up to him and said, "It's really helpless to do this."

"What helplessness?" The old man obviously didn't like the Taoist's tricks. He waved his hand and stopped, wanting to snatch the sword that had followed him for more than a hundred years. He didn't want such a divine object to be so desecrated.

The Taoist's expression darkened at that moment, and his expression instantly became solemn.

He stood not far from the old man and stretched out his hand.

"Ah Yan once gave me an item called Gouchen Blood." As the Taoist spoke, he chose a blue object that was translucent and translucent. "Legend has it that it is the blood essence left behind by the Monster Emperor Gouchen. It contains the essence of water and soul. It is the most precious treasure passed down from generation to generation by her Cyanhill Fox Clan."

"A few days ago, I went to the Exquisite Pavilion and Crimson Firmament Sect and saw Kun Buyu and Wu Xiaohe. They gave me two items respectively."

At this moment, a green block of wood with boundless vitality and an ancient token with dazzling red light appeared in front of the Taoist.

"I don't know exactly what this piece of wood is, but it contains vitality. Obviously, there is wood essence in it. As for the token given by Wu Xiaohe, there is a True Fire of his lifeblood. The power of it is just not more than mine."

At this point, the Taoist put down the huge wooden box behind him and patted it hard, "This is something that the Grand Lord of the Great Abyss Mountain gave me. It contains…"

The Taoist paused. He seemed to be considering how to describe the things in the wooden box, but after thinking for a while, he could only say, "This is filled with soil."

Then he placed the old man's sword on the wooden box and said with a serious gaze, "And your sword is gold…"

As one of the few Sword Dao Immortals in the current world, the old man naturally smelled something when he heard this.

His expression changed, and his gaze towards the Taoist instantly became serious. "Do you want to use the power of the five elements to form your own world within your body, and finally break free from the shackles of others and ascend to the True Immortal Realm with your own strength?"

"Yes." The Daoist's answer was simple and firm.

However, the old man frowned.

This world had existed for hundreds of millions of years, but since the records began, there had been an immortal palace on the summit of the Kunlun Mountain, which was the residence of immortals.

True Immortals herded the world and educated all living beings.

Every thousand years, it would be convenient for one of the thousands of cultivators to choose one person to ascend the Immortal Palace and bestow the position of True Immortal.

Since then, whether it was staying in Kunlun or traveling through the Heavenly Pillar to the outer space, it was the lucky one's freedom. But how many cultivators were there in the world? Especially those Immortals who had reached the Earthly Immortal Realm, how could they be willing to watch as the only quota for a thousand years was taken away, while they could only wait for the heavenly tribulation that lasted for a hundred years, until one day they were unable to resist it and their dao of death dissipated.

As a result, some ancestors came up with such a method.

He used the power of the five elements to form a world within his body, and used the power of this small world to resist the shackles that shackled all living beings in this world, so that he could ascend to the True Immortal Realm by himself.

Such a cultivation method was not considered to be Xin Mi, especially among these immortals.

However, thousands of people had tried this method for thousands of years, but in the end, they all ended in failure.

The old man did not think that he, as an old friend, could have such abilities.

The Taoist seemed to have noticed the old man's doubts. He smiled and said, "I talked to the Monstrous Clan's Grand Monarch in the daytime. Logically speaking, there is no problem with this method. The reason why no one in the world can succeed is because the small world formed in my body is too weak to resist the power of heaven and earth."

"Whether it's the Gouchen blood that Ah Yan gifted me or this sword, they all contain extremely pure Five Elements Force. I believe that the world I can form will definitely be stronger than everyone else."

Hearing this, the old man was still worried. He frowned and said, "Is this enough?"

"Of course not." The Taoist smiled and weighed the treasured sword in his hand. "The power of the five elements is only the most basic element that makes up the world. If a world wants to become strong, it needs to be richer. There are mountains, water, storms, clouds, sunshine, and even birds and vegetation. There are life and death, old age, illness, and death."

"Of course, we naturally can't do this for the world formed in our bodies, but at least we can allow him to join Nian."

"Read?" The old man who had heard this phrase for the first time was obviously unable to understand the meaning of the word. He frowned and looked at the Taoist.

"The joys, sorrows, joys, sorrows and joys are all thoughts. Although there are no real creatures in the small world, with this'will ', the power of the world will become even stronger." Daoist said.

"But how do you want to obtain these things?" The old man asked again. This so-called thought seemed too mysterious to him.

The smile on the Taoist's face became even more intense. At that moment, his hand slowly stretched out. The divine sword called Yang Ming floated between his hands. Then, it gradually began to melt, turning into fiery red molten iron. As time went on, it turned into strands of bronze coins that flickered with golden light.

The Taoist stretched out his hand to take off one of the coins. He held it at the tip of his finger and measured it carefully. He then said, "A copper coin may seem ordinary, but sometimes it may be the hope of a beggar's life. It is the medicine for a young child to save his life and the lifeline for his husband to support his family."

"Although the smell of copper stinks, it contains the thoughts of life and death of all living beings in this world."

"Are you trying to spread these copper coins around the world and collect the'will 'of all living beings under the heavens?" The old man asked.

"Yes." Daoist nodded.

"But this will take a long time…"

"A thousand years is enough." Daoist said.

"Can you last that long?" The old man asked again. A thousand years was ten great tribulations. No one could resist so many lightning tribulations, at least not before.

The Taoist did not answer the old man's question immediately.

At that moment, he flicked his finger and the copper coins in his hand flew out. The hundred thousand copper coins in front of him seemed to feel something as they turned into streaks of golden light and flew towards the time when they were down the mountain like meteors.

At that moment, the Taoist stood under the golden light and looked at the white-haired old man.

"I want to give it a try."

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