15 Results in the "I am the Immortal for Eternal Life" category
Apocalypse: Starting with a T-Rex, the talent is dual cultivation? (42)
Decaying World (23)
Empire of Shadow (103)
Era of the Abandoned Gods (3)
Evil Alchemist: From Picking Up the Mad Sword Princess (2)
Ice Age Apocalypse: I Stockpiled 10 Billion Supplies (38)
Iron Dynasty (105)
Is It Funny That The Dragon Slayer Failed And Became The Dragon Princess? (55)
Legend of the Cultivation God (36)
Madam, You Wouldn’t Want Your Identity As A Witch To Be Exposed, Would You (33)
Master of the Stars (4)
My Relationship With The Three Sisters Next Door, Even Though I’m Plain And Lazy. (1)
My Third Reich (85)
News (1)
Ninefold Coffin of Heaven (16)
Primordial Beginning (85)
Quick Transmigration: The Host Lives to Fulfill "True Love" (1)
Records of the Immortal's Earthly Life (17)
Supreme Divine Ability (3)
Ten Thousand Void Heaven Cauldron (189)
The First Wizard (81)
The Imperial Preceptor of Great Sui Dynasty (20)
The World Enters the Great Flood Era (83)
Trenches, Guns, and Magic (108)
Uncategorized (3636)
Xian Zhou (25)
Yuxian (71)
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The Mingzhen Dao Alliance possessed a secret realm, one that would normally open once every three months. It was a unique cave-heaven several li in length, and on that day, the Dao Alliance would invite cultivation masters of the Innate Qi level—those of Daoist Master rank—to either open a Dharma assembly to expound the Dao or answer questions and resolve doubts. For most Daoists, this was an extremely valuable occasion. As for those wandering cultivators who had stumbled onto the path with only two…-
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Dao Sovereign Wuhuo? Qingyang Miaodao Heavenly Lord always felt that this name sounded somewhat familiar. Stroking his beard in thought for a moment, he suddenly remembered where he had heard the name "Dao Sovereign Wuhuo" before— Wasn’t that the very name claimed by the one who left behind the simplified remnant of the ? And there was also that cultivation method which had spread widely among many female disciples and even a handful of male cultivators. Upon cultivation, it rendered the skin…
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Qi Wuhuo had no idea what had transpired. He merely stood within the Scripture Pavilion, sword in hand, his eyes half-closed. Unconsciously, he began to recall and ponder the essence of the Sword Dao. The many insights he had gained from his earlier, spontaneous sword swings now surged forth like flowing water. All manner of wondrous realizations, with sword in hand as brush, were inscribed upon a blank bamboo slip within the pavilion. There was not much empty space left on the bamboo slip—barely…
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The young Daoist's sword momentum shifted slightly, then swiftly retracted. That immortal sword seemed as though it had not been wielded in a long time—having suddenly been given the chance to be brandished, it grew exceedingly excited. The sound of its sword cry roared and surged to the heavens. Even as the sword momentum withdrew, lingering echoes of its ringing remained unceasing. When the young Daoist ceased swinging it, a surge of violent wrath surged forth, as though it would turn upon Qi Wuhuo,…
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The man clad in battle robes saw that refined and handsome Daoist reclining sideways, offering no reply, as if asleep. Though he had come at his master’s behest, given the capabilities of his master and the two martial uncles, there was no need to send word ahead. The very moment he gave rise to the thought of coming to pay a visit, that mere flicker of intent would already have been sensed by his martial uncle. He was not truly asleep—he simply did not wish to meet. He recalled again the…
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The Dragon King of the Jing River, executed… Qi Wuhuo suddenly recalled that arrogant water deity in white robes. He remembered the argument between him and the fortune-teller, remembered the fortune-teller’s judgment and cold sneer—he now understood. That youthful-looking water god in white was likely none other than the Dragon King of the Jing River, recorded in the document that had arrived together with the Five Thunders Judge’s Seal. Jing, as in the saying , and in this Central Province, he…
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When the talismanic seals on the mirrored surfaces all began to glow faintly, Qi Wuhuo immediately sensed waves of spiritual power descending upon him. In the blink of an eye, the mirror emitted a blazing brilliance. In the next moment, the young Daoist's primordial spirit and spiritual consciousness were affected—within his awareness, even the heavens seemed to dim before his eyes. A vast darkness. Within the void, it was as if thunder roared and surged, illuminating flashes of light and shadow,…
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Yun Qin widened her eyes and stared at the little peacock. The latter refused to show weakness, its pair of jet-black eyes was also fixed straight on the girl in the mirror. However, it was clearly just putting on a brave front—one of its wings had to rest on the young Daoist’s temple, its entire body puffed up in downy feathers, trembling slightly, and compared to before, it had grown quite a bit plumper. The young girl examined it carefully. Then, quite naturally, she said: “Is this the…
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The characters upon this scroll, each one imbued with a flowing spiritual resonance, truly seemed as though a black-robed Daoist were standing before him, speaking aloud. Just a few short sentences struck like thunder, shattering and illuminating the darkness and confusion in the young Daoist's mind. Yes—that’s it. To protect or to kill is merely . It is like ascending a mountain—indeed, you did climb this particular path. But once you’ve reached the summit— You can then see the…
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The young Daoist could not help but sigh. It sounded helpless—yet, as though he’d been affected by her free-spirited cheer, his own mood lightened somewhat. He sat there calmly, the sleeves of his robe patterned with drifting clouds and flowing water hanging down, naturally covering the wound on his right hand. With dark hair bound by a wooden hairpin, his countenance was clear and youthful—he was still that young Daoist who should have remained distant from the mortal world. That sharp,…
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