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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 · Oriental
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1036 Chs

271: Eye of God! The Wanderer in the Desert (Requesting Monthly Tickets)_2

I lost myself in this sense of 'emptiness' for an unknown length of time, in a void where time, too, had lost its meaning and had become 'nothing'.

Suddenly, a flicker of spiritual light and wave seemed to be born from the void of darkness.

It was like a ripple, emanating within a serene Heart Lake that had been calm for so long.

Time, which had no meaning before, was assigned new significance with the ripple's movement in the Heart Lake, changing from nothing into something.

This meant that the Heart Lake, which was originally devoid of waves and thus became nothingness, suddenly regained its significance through the ripple.

The Heart Lake fluctuated, and the power of the spirit was reborn...

"Who am I..."

A thought was born from the Heart Lake.

In the ripples of the Heart Lake's water, a handsome face gradually emerged, its temples streaked with white hair, and its eyes twinkling like the morning star. Just as he had initially appeared.