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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)

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374: Third on the Must-Kill List, Chen Laodeng! Brothers in Dire Straits (5.4K)_2

Now that the other party has ended their deep cultivation state, it's an appropriate time for communication.

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This was a bottomless valley with rugged rocks and crumbling stones.

The entrance to the valley was shrouded in a light white mist, within which countless tiny creatures, like gnats, fluttered.

The valley floor was covered with lush grasses; ancient trees and low shrubs intermingled, with vines entwining around them.

Among some vines hung pale white bones, signaling the ominous nature of this place.

Aside from the dense foliage and the rapid streams, there were no other large creatures here. Instead, the area was filled with piles of bones and newly risen grave mounds that emitted a strange and dismal atmosphere.

Changchun True Monarch Qiu Feng and the leader of the Evergreen Sect, Cheng Zhenwei, had been trapped here for many years.