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In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path

【Pure Immortal Heroic Fantasy, infused with both immortal intent and gallant spirit, refining insights on human relationships, seeking immortality, more than thirty thousand reservations, averaging nine thousand】 Forever reminiscing rivers and lakes under silvery hair, desiring to return to the cosmos in a simple boat. Peach and plum blossoms in the spring breeze, a cup of wine; rivers and lakes in the night rain, a lantern for ten years. Chen Dengming stepped into the chaotic world of rivers and lakes, only reaching the Innate Realm in his twilight, but Innate Martial Arts wasn't the ultimate destination of his heart's rivers and lakes, it was to cultivate for longevity that marked the beginning of his dreams. If practicing Kung Fu can prolong life, then cultivating the Dao can certainly point directly to immortality. Practicing martial arts, refining Gu, cultivating Dao, seeking longevity... This is a story about an ordinary traveler stepping into rivers and lakes, into the World of True Cultivation, seeking the path to immortality one step at a time. Read about cultivation in the twilight years, savor the vigorous life! Young reader, you truly understand cultivation! ...This book was formerly titled "Late Bloomer: My Immortal Life"! (The author has previously completed a nearly five million word, eighty thousand high reservation three-star martial arts masterpiece, "Indestructible Mighty Fortress Leader," rest assured and enjoy)

Wandering Man · Eastern
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820 Chs

108~109: The spiritual tea boils when the fire in the golden stove runs out, magic artifacts are hard to find and are as precious as gold and stone (two-in-one for monthly tickets) _3

In a state of constant flight, the speed of recovering Qi through cultivation had slightly surpassed the consumption. No longer was it a state of outstripping the supply.

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Half an hour later, more spiritual lights began to appear in the surrounding air; some small Spirit Boats even flew past.

Some people rode flying Demonic Beasts, with a pretty lady in their arms, looking like the spoiled children of Cultivation Families, being awfully arrogant.

Chen Dengming glanced at the flying beast and found it far inferior to the silly leopard, taking secret pleasure in his heart.

Looking ahead, a bustling large market had appeared.

It had no city walls. A huge transparent Formation served as the boundary, emitting waves of spiritual power, just like city walls.

In it, dozens of large streets and hundreds of small alleys were interconnected like a network. It was densely populated with glittering buildings, and many cultivators were strolling around.