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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 · Đông phương
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1270 Chs

225~226: Heavenly Immortal Palace, Dao Orthodoxy's Test, Election Concludes (Seeking Monthly Ticket)_3

By now, the others had also appeared one by one.

Chen Dengming looked up and saw, not clouds, but a sky filled with mist and faintly shimmering spiritual energy.

Right above him were circular rings that looked like the age rings of the ginkgo tree hole that he had just glimpsed, forming a spiraling entrance and exit.

At that moment, Chen Dengming keenly sensed something was amiss.

A unique and subtle feeling of the passage of time, similar to the constant transformation of the world, was born within his tranquil spirit.

He clearly recognized it as the sensation of longevity loss that he was thoroughly familiar with.

Usually, a person's lifespan would be decreasing every moment.

But when one could perceive it so clearly, it meant that one's lifespan was being consumed at a frighteningly rapid rate.

Chen Dengming was startled and immediately checked his status secretly.

He found that his lifespan did not show any significant change. At least, he had not lost a year.