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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 · Huyền huyễn
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1001 Chs

239: Being over-indulgent is like killing your child! The power of the Earth Immortal_1

Stationed Immortal City.

Standing tall with hands behind his back on the illustrious Wangxiantai of the Chen Family, Chen Dengming's gaze was profound and unpredictable, igniting fervor and apprehension among the dozens of kneeling Innate martial artists below.

Not until Chen Dengming waved his hand, upon hearing the rustling of his sleeves, did this group rise, bow, and leave with an air of regret yet relief.

"Master!"

Chen Zhong, now in the twilight of his life, his body bent from age, looked upward, his blurry eyes straining to get a clear view of Chen Dengming. He yearned to behold one last time the Master's perpetually youthful appearance before his departure, yet found it increasingly challenging.

He was too old, so old that he felt his days were numbered.