I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 111 ·Five Hundred Years Lifespan Pill!

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Little ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Luo Grotto-Heaven, Longevity Hall.

Gu ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Yan was five hundred and fifteen years old, Human Immortal Sixth Layer.

Advancing ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍one minor realm every twenty years—this speed, even in the Immortal Realm, could be called shocking to the world.

Of ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍course, Gu Yan himself knew that this was inseparable from the Nine Qi Returning to Origin Tree, from the countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures plundered by the Dragon Lord.

And ‍​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍even more inseparable from the repeated bestowals of the red entry “Fortune-Blessed Immortal Lord.”

Without these, reaching Human Immortal Second Layer by now would already have been a heaven-defying fortune.

Gu Yan stood up and stretched his body.

Twenty years of secluded cultivation, in the path of immortality, was merely a brief period of accumulation.

But in these twenty years, the Spirit Realm must have already been in turmoil.

However...

Gu Yan shook his head, temporarily suppressing those thoughts.

He had no intention of paying attention to the rising storms of the Spirit Realm for now.

Letting it develop freely was best.

Only in this way could the future he saw through the Haotian Mirror have the greatest reference value.

If he interfered in everything and altered matters everywhere, then the future would become like flowing water—ever-changing and difficult to grasp.

Over the years, Gu Yan had used the Haotian Mirror to deduce countless futures, and had personally watched as those trajectories changed time and time again.

Gradually, he came to understand a principle.

The great trend could not be changed; the minor trend could be changed.

What were great matters?

The operation of heaven and earth, the reincarnation of all beings, the struggle of Immortal Emperors, the rise and fall of the myriad heavens.

These were great matters.

Great matters could not be altered by human power.

At least, not by his current level of cultivation.

What were minor trends?

The life and death of a single person, the rise and fall of a single sect, the outcome of a war in one realm.

These were minor trends.

Minor trends could be changed.

If he wished to save someone, he could save them.

If he wished to destroy someone, he could destroy them.

If he wished to make a sect rise, he could support it.

If he wished to make a sect fall, he could push it to ruin.

But these changes to minor trends ultimately could not influence the direction of the great trend.

Like the Ten-Thousand Tribulations Demon Lord of the Southern Region.

He would successfully unify the Southern Region, expand into the Eastern Continent, ignite a great war in the Spirit Realm, and plunge countless living beings into suffering.

But he was destined not to succeed in unifying the entire Spirit Realm.

He was destined not to successfully rule over the many mortal worlds.

Because if even the Haotian Mirror could deduce the schemes of the old demon behind him, how could the lofty Heavenly Dao not know?

Since the Heavenly Dao knew, then his failure was already destined.

This was the unchangeable great trend.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Gu Yan recalled that time he came out of seclusion twenty years ago.

That time, he had rarely stepped out of Longevity Hall and took a proper stroll through this Little Luo Grotto-Heaven.

It had to be said, Daoist Xuanchen was indeed a capable man.

Back then, after Gu Yan moved the entire Taiyi Dao Sect into the grotto-heaven, he had thought Daoist Xuanchen would take the opportunity to settle the sect within the majestic Heavenly Palace.

After all, this Heavenly Palace of his had countless halls, imposing grandeur, and could easily accommodate tens of thousands.

But Daoist Xuanchen did not.

He led a group of elders to find a scenic place rich in spiritual energy within the grotto-heaven and rebuilt the sect anew.

The new Taiyi Dao Sect was constructed along the mountains and beside the waters.

Pavilions and terraces were arranged in orderly fashion, spiritual fields and medicinal gardens layered one upon another—far more magnificent than when it was in the mortal world.

As for Gu Yan’s Heavenly Palace, Daoist Xuanchen treated it as a symbol.

He said to Gu Yan: “Dao Lord, that Heavenly Palace is too exalted. If we disciples were to reside there directly, it would instead diminish our fortune.”

“Better to use it as a reward—only disciples who reach a certain level of cultivation would have the qualification to reside within.”

“In this way, it can both motivate disciples to cultivate diligently and preserve the dignity of the Heavenly Palace.”

After hearing this, Gu Yan simply smiled and nodded.

He let him arrange things as he wished.

However, Old Chen and Lin Wei were directly arranged by Daoist Xuanchen to live in the Heavenly Palace.

After all, they were the two people closest to the Dao Lord, so naturally they could not be treated the same as ordinary disciples.

Even without that relationship, Old Chen was now already at the mid-stage Nascent Soul, a top-tier figure within the Taiyi Dao Sect.

He resided in a hall on the eastern side of the Heavenly Palace. Each day, aside from cultivation, he planted flowers and tended grass, living a leisurely and content life.

Lin Wei had long since stepped into the Transformation Spirit realm, the number one person below Gu Yan in the Taiyi Dao Sect.

Excluding a certain blue dragon that had fallen into slumber.

Aside from the Taiyi Dao Sect, there was another group of people in this Little Luo Grotto-Heaven.

Those were members of the Great Love Alliance from Southern Sea No. 73 mortal world.

Over these twenty years, people had continuously entered the grotto-heaven through the teleportation array.

They were all personally selected by Fang Yuan.

Individuals who had made outstanding contributions in the Great Love Alliance and devoted their entire lives to the common people.

After retirement, Fang Yuan gave them a choice.

Go, or not go.

To go meant entering the Little Luo Grotto-Heaven, receiving Longevity Pills, obtaining cultivation techniques, and stepping onto the path of immortality.

Not to go meant remaining in the mortal world, enjoying their later years and dying of natural old age.

Most chose to go.

After all, who did not yearn for long life?

Thus, over the years, a special group of residents appeared in the Little Luo Grotto-Heaven.

They were not disciples of the Taiyi Dao Sect, yet they could freely move within the grotto-heaven.

They lived in some halls outside the Heavenly Palace, cultivating techniques daily, consuming pills, gradually shedding their mortal bodies and stepping onto the immortal path.

Gu Yan had once gone to see them.

On those people’s faces, there was a certain indescribable expression.

Not wild joy, not excitement, but a kind of... satisfaction.

They had once given everything in the mortal world for that ideal.

Now, they had received their reward.

Was it fair?

Gu Yan felt—it was quite fair.

As for those ordinary people who had not contributed,

although they had no opportunity to enter the grotto-heaven, in the mortal world they could eat their fill, wear warm clothes, and live with dignity.

Compared to those mortals struggling at the bottom of the Spirit Realm, they were already fortunate.

That was enough.

Speaking of Longevity Pills, Gu Yan thought of Fang Yuan.

Over the years, Fang Yuan had refined quite a number of Longevity Pills in the mortal world.

The materials used were all kinds of spiritual herbs and plants collected by the Dragon Lord in the Spirit Realm.

Although the Dragon Lord had already stopped large-scale plundering, when he occasionally encountered rare medicinal materials, he would still take them along.

Then, through the divine soul communication channel, he would send them to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan would then use these materials to refine batch after batch of Longevity Pills.

Those Longevity Pills—for martial artists and mortals, a single pill could increase lifespan by five hundred years.

Logically speaking, refining such a level of pill would inevitably attract heavenly tribulation.

Pills seized the creation of heaven and earth, encroached upon the mysteries of sun and moon; when completed, the Heavenly Dao would certainly send down lightning tribulation to destroy them.

This was the rule.

But the Longevity Pills refined by Fang Yuan had never attracted lightning tribulation.

Because he refined them within the Little Luo Grotto-Heaven.

This grotto-heaven had formed a linkage with Gu Yan’s Body Without Self and Form, concealing the perception of the Great Dao and the Heavenly Dao.

In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, this grotto-heaven simply did not exist.

Since it did not exist, naturally no lightning tribulation would descend.

Thus, Fang Yuan refined batch after batch of Longevity Pills within this grotto-heaven—batch after batch, all successful.

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