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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 · Fantasi Timur
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965 Chs

088: Foster the Immortal Xianxia Aura in Your Heart, Split the Expansive Heaven and Earth with Your Sword (Looking For Monthly Tickets in This Major Chapter)_1

In the darkness, a fishing boat with a sharp bow sliced through the river like a plough through soil.

Suddenly, the waves were split apart by a dazzlingly bright broadsword Qi, transforming the water into ice, and violently crashing into the bow of the boat.

The defensive formation almost gave out, and with a 'thud', the bow was forced to lift high up as if it were an unruly horse tilting to one side.

The fish-cultivators on the boat let out cries of alarm. Before they could react to this sudden change, several 'buzzing' golden lines shot past, howls of pain abruptly cut short.

"Golden Silkworm Gu?"

One person on the boat exclaimed in surprise and joy, and shouted, "Brother Chen, is that you?"

"Qiangzi?!"

With a flash of the sword Qi, Chen Dengming's large and towering figure landed on the boat, stomping down on the tilting vessel causing waves to fly up with a 'thud'.