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Text Chapter 62: Three Levels of Climbing to Immortality

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    "Sir, when I see how full your heaven is and how round your earth is, I know you are not an ordinary person." The moment a thin man in his thirties saw Fang Ling, he came towards Fang Ling with a smile on his face.

    Fang Ling looked at the thin man's smile and felt a little familiar, but when he thought about it, he couldn't think of where he had seen this thin man before.

    When the thin man showed a smile again and said: "If I read it correctly, is the young master here to participate in the road to immortality?"

    This smile made Fang Ling understand.  The reason why he looked familiar to this thin man was because his smile made him familiar.

    When I was a tour guide in my previous life, didn¡¯t those who recommended products smile like this?

    Although he has only been in this world for half a year, he feels that it is already very far away.

    "You guessed it right." Fang Ling was reminded of a trace of memories, and immediately became interested in talking to the thin man for a few more words.

    Naturally, the thin man didn't know that he got lucky because of a smile. He said in a low voice: "With your cultivation, Master, if you want to pass the road to immortality, there would be no problem. But this time, if you participate  There are a lot more immortal masters on the road to immortality, and there are also many talented people, so it¡¯s a little more difficult.¡±

    "Geniuses," Fang Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he asked softly: "Which geniuses are you talking about"

    "For example, the Xu family, the three major cultivating families, has a thunder and fire body, and the Zhu family has a pair of twin sisters in their family. I heard that they have a water body and an ice body!"

    "Tao body?" There was a hint of surprise in Fang Ling's words.

    For practitioners, advancing to the seventh level of Qi training and transforming one's true energy into spiritual energy is like a chasm in the sky.

    "Among a thousand people, only one or two lucky people can cross this hurdle and become a cultivator.

    If Fang Ling himself had not entered Dao Dan with the help of Jiuzhuan, it would have been equally difficult to cross this hurdle.  However, for some people, this hurdle does not seem to exist.

    And this part of a person¡¯s physique is called the Dao body.

    Gen Gu is born close to the body of Tao. Not only does he practice quickly, but the probability of breaking through the bottleneck is also much higher than that of ordinary people.

    Some people have even calculated that more than half of the monks who can become Jindan Zhenren have Dao bodies.  And various sects are particularly fond of accepting talented people with Taoist bodies.

    "Yes, sir, as those geniuses occupy more places, the competition among ordinary monks becomes more intense." The thin man rubbed his hands and whispered: "I have something that can help you pass this, sir.  The road to immortality."

    "Oh, what is it?" Fang Ling looked at the thin man and asked lightly.

    Seeing Fang Ling¡¯s lackluster reaction, the thin man hurriedly said: ¡°Sir, this is not an ordinary thing. This is a map left by the monks who passed through Mangqing Mountain on the road to immortality in the past!¡±

    Map!

    Fang Ling's heart moved. Although his reason told him that this kind of map might not be of much use, the tourist maps in his mind helped too much, which gave him an instinctive liking for maps.

    The thin man took out a wrinkled leather scroll that looked a little older from his pocket, and said with a smile: "The monk who drew this map is my ancestor. Although he has not passed the path to immortality,  But it came to the end.¡±

    "Hehe, if I were myself, it would be okay to give this picture to the young master, but after all, this is what our ancestors worked hard to earn, that"

    Fang Ling didn't understand that the thin man wanted money, so he smiled and said, "How much do you want?"

    "Five hundred taels of gold!" The thin man turned his palm and said a number.

    Fang Ling pondered for a moment, then took out the five hundred taels of gold tickets from his storage bag and threw it to the man.

    After taking the map, Fang Ling asked about the accommodation location in the town and walked away.

    He hadn¡¯t taken twenty steps when he heard the thin man say loudly and skillfully: ¡°Brother, I see that your heaven is full and your earth¡¯s pavilion is round¡­¡±

    He is really a professional map seller!  Fang Ling shook his head and smiled.

    I found a hotel to stay in according to the direction pointed by the thin man, and took out the map that cost 500 gold and started reading it.

    The map is very simple, just a route.

    According to the annotations on the map, the road to immortality is divided into three stages, namely the path to immortality, the road to life and death, and the ladder to heaven.

    " Among them, the main test of the path to immortality is the will of the monks. The road to life and death is not mentioned on the map, but from the name, it can be??Think of what it does.

    As for climbing the ladder to heaven, as mentioned above, the main purpose is to examine the bones of the monks. The ladder to heaven has 999 steps.

    Every step forward is harder than climbing to the sky.

    "The better the bones and the more in tune with the Tao, the easier it will be for a monk to climb the ladder to heaven.

    At the end of the map annotation, there is a sigh: "The road to heaven is difficult, be careful everyone!"

    Fang Ling picked up the map and looked at it a few more times. He felt that the map was worth buying. Although five hundred taels of gold was a lot in the eyes of ordinary people, for a monk like him, five hundred taels of gold really didn't count.  What.

    Just when Fang Ling was about to put the map away, a line of small words on the ladder caught his attention.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????: "If you can cross the Thousand Buddha Mountain, you will become an immortal!"

    ?? Qianfo Mountain, the Immortal!

    What does this mean?

    Qianfo Mountain, this name

    "Dong dong dong"

    A gentle knock on the door suddenly rang!

    This shocked Fang Ling, who was deep in thought. Ever since he became a monk, he had rarely been so careless.

    After calming down, Fang Ling said in a deep voice: "Please come in."

    Walking in was a young monk who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. This man had ordinary features. Before he came to Fang Ling, he had already said with a smile on his face: "This Taoist friend, I am a monk in Xia Qingyuanzhou."  Lin!¡±

    People greeted him with a smile, so Fang Ling naturally didn't become sullen. He returned the greeting while looking at Cheng Lin.

    Cheng Lin¡¯s cultivation level is similar to his, and he is also at the seventh level of Qi training, but there is a faint mist in his movements.

    This Cheng Lin should be a person who practices water-based skills.

    After Fang Ling asked Cheng Lin to sit down, he heard Cheng Lin say: "Brother Fang can reach the seventh level of Qi training at such a young age, which really puts me to shame!"

    ¡°I¡¯m just lucky!¡± Fang Ling smiled lightly and said unhurriedly.

    Cheng Lin was not lying. He was able to achieve the seventh level of Qi training at the age of eighteen, so he was naturally a little arrogant. However, Fang Ling looked two or three years younger than him, so how could he not be shocked.

    Of course, if he knew that it only took half a year for Fang Ling to break through from the second level of Qi training to the seventh level, he wouldn't know what it would be like.

    "When I come here, I should be participating in the road to immortality. This road to immortality is extremely difficult and dangerous. I wonder if I would like to walk with a few of my colleagues so that we can take care of each other on the way!" Cheng Lin faced Fang Ling.  , asked straight to the point.

    "Take care of me?" Fang Ling's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

    "I'm afraid I still don't know that on this road to immortality, apart from the restrictions imposed by the formation, the biggest crisis comes from around us!" Cheng Lin said this and whispered: "Those disciples of the big clan who cultivate immortality have many people.  If we casual cultivators don¡¯t unite, let alone compete with them for immortality, even our lives may not be saved.¡±

    The thought of hugging each other for warmth suddenly appeared in Fang Ling's mind.  With the Smoke and Dust Map of the Western Suburbs in hand, plus the golden sword array he moved into the map and some magic weapons obtained from Jingyanggang, Fang Ling was naturally not afraid of others.

    "But Fang Ling doesn't object to being able to go with a few more people and pass without disaster.

    Since Cheng Lin is working hard for this matter, he might be the organizer of this matter. He immediately smiled and said: "Thank you, Brother Cheng, for looking after me. Such a good thing, how can I not participate?"

    Cheng Lin was also overjoyed. He chuckled and said, "Brother, if you can join us, our chances of succeeding on our journey to immortality will increase by five points."

    The two said a few more polite words, and Cheng Lin said goodbye and left.  Judging from his behavior, he must be looking for a new partner.

    But before leaving, he asked Fang Ling to go to the largest restaurant in town in the evening and introduce some friends to him.

    Fang Ling sent Cheng Lin away and thought to himself, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

    After pondering for a moment, Fang Ling sat cross-legged on the bed, taking advantage of this time to practice his skills first!

    ¡­¡­

    There is a ruined temple at the foot of Mangqing Mountain. I don¡¯t know when it was built. Now, except for a god whose face I can¡¯t even recognize, there is only an incense burner left in the temple.

    Even the door of the temple was burned as firewood.

    In this temple, except for passers-by who occasionally rest here, no one comes at all.

    But just as night was coming, a figure appeared in the ruined temple like a ghost.

    The man looked at the ruined temple twice and then towards the statueHe snorted coldly and said: "You want to hide your ghost shadow skills from me? Qu Laoer, you look down on my Taoist priest too much, don't you?"

    "Hahaha, Brother Chixin is laughing. I, Qu Laoer, don't want to hide it from you, I'm just used to it." With a hint of gloominess in his words, a stream of green smoke slowly rose from behind the statue.

    This green smoke slowly condensed into a short man four and a half feet tall in the void.

    The red-hearted Taoist priest snorted and said calmly: "Qu Laoer, the five major sects have gathered here to open a mountain gate to accept disciples. Why are you running to this green mountain? Could it be that you, Qu Laoer, also want to enter the five major sects?"

    "Hehehe, I would like to enter the five major sects, but do they dare to accept me?" Qu Laoer chuckled and said sinisterly.

    "Then you're not here just for sightseeing, are you?" The Taoist priest with a pure heart crossed his hands in front of his chest and said coldly.

    Qu Laoer waved his sleeves, and two stone benches suddenly appeared in front of them.

    While he asked the Taoist priest Chixin to sit down, he said with a smile: "I came to Mang Qingshan this time for one thing"

    The night is falling and the wind is blowing!

    The words of the two people can no longer be heard.

    psp
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