Chapter 83 End of the Eternal Trial

"It's hard to cross the sea of ​​heart..."

When the monks heard what Qin Tang said, some of them looked dazed, as if they had understood something.

Some turned a deaf ear and didn't care.

In this way, the second day passed quickly.

Early in the morning of the third day, Qin Tang appeared in everyone's sight as usual.

However, this time he didn't drink, he was no longer drunk, and he looked much more energetic.

"Today is the last test." Qin Tang looked at the monks present with a serious face.

"On the road of cultivation, there will always be countless difficulties or temptations. Can you persevere and not change your original intention?"

"Let me wait and see."

As Qin Tang spoke, everyone felt that their eyes went dark and they lost consciousness.

...

In a small village in the mountains, Li Fan lay on the roof, watching the setting sun, always feeling that he had forgotten something.

He grew up in a mountain village and lived a life of working from sunrise to sunset every day.

It has lasted for fifteen years.

Such days are plain and happy.

If he continued to live like this, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.

But he had always felt a faint throbbing in his heart, and felt that he should never end his life in such an ordinary way.

"Fan'er, Fan'er, where are you? Come home for dinner!"

Li Fan was indifferent to his mother's call.

He looked up at the sky, at the birds flying freely, at the sun and moon that existed forever and were not subject to human will, and was in a trance.

Until night fell and the sky was full of stars.

Under the vast starry sky, he felt even more insignificant.

He watched all night like this.

Until dawn was approaching, he suddenly realized.

He turned over and jumped out of the house.

He rushed into the house and shouted to his mother who was still sleeping: "Mom, cancel the marriage with the girl next door."

"I won't get married. I want to cultivate immortality!"

The sleepy mother was suddenly awakened, thinking that her child had gone crazy, and hurriedly got up and grabbed Li Fan's hand: "What immortality! Where is the immortal! Child, wake up!"

Li Fan pulled his mother's hand away, but his tender face was full of determination: "I don't know where the immortal is, but I will definitely find him."

After that, he simply packed his luggage and strode out of the house amid his mother's crying.

Half a year later, Li Fan was unfortunately killed by a tiger while exploring in the mountains.

...

In front of the dilapidated Taoist temple, Li Fan was full of confusion amid the jumping flames and the crying of the crowd.

"Big brother, the master is dead, what should we do with Chuyun Temple in the future?" A voice beside him asked timidly.

Li Fan was about to speak, but he heard angry voices coming from all around.

"What else can we do? Of course, we should divide the things in the temple and go down the mountain!"

"We originally thought that there was a real immortal on the mountain, so we went to the mountain with great difficulty. I didn't expect that this old Taoist priest was an out-and-out liar!"

"Yes, can a real immortal suddenly die of illness?"

Everyone became more and more excited as they talked, and Li Fan didn't know how to explain, so he had to let them rob all the big and small items in Chuyun Temple.

After a while, Li Fan was the only one left on the mountain.

After collecting the ashes of the master and burying them, Li Fan recalled the look in the master's eyes before he died.

Reluctant, regretful, melancholy, hopeful...

Is the master a liar?

Is the "Chuyun Ascension Chapter" taught by the master also made up?

Li Fan felt that it might not be what everyone thought.

Immortals may really exist.

In the end, Li Fan still did not go down the mountain.

For the rest of his life, he stayed alone in the Taoist temple, watching the clouds roll and unfold in the mountains, and the sun and moon change.

All day long, he comprehended "Chuyun Dengtian Pian".

Over fifty years old, but still no progress.

Died with regret.

...

In the palace.

Li Fan looked at the wooden plaque with names written on it in the golden plate in front of him, and a trace of impatience appeared in his eyes.

"Take it down, I still need to practice Taoism tonight."

"Your Majesty, you haven't favored the concubines in the harem for three months..."

"Hmm?" A fierce light flashed in Li Fan's eyes.

"... I obey your order."

Watching the eunuch chief retreat in panic, Li Fan snorted coldly.

"It doesn't matter if I am not the emperor." Such an idea suddenly emerged in his mind.

Plunder the resources of the whole country for his practice.

On the surface, he still looks like a mortal, but in fact, he has now stepped into the door of the Golden Elixir Stage.

This mortal world is so boring!

Thinking of this, three months later, Li Fan broke through the air in front of the civil and military officials in the morning court.

Two hundred and sixteen years later, Li Fan was attacked by someone while exploring an ancient cave.

He died.

...

Lingyun Peak.

"How come this calamity cloud has been condensed for so long and hasn't fallen yet?"

"Isn't the power of this calamity stronger than when the master ascended to heaven?"

"Of course, in terms of combat power, Junior Master Uncle can be called the best in my Lishan Sword Sect in a thousand years!"

Li Fan looked at the calamity cloud above his head, which was growing in power, and he felt heroic.

After three hundred years of practice, what's there to fear from a mere calamity?

A sword light rose from Lingyun Peak.

Split the calamity cloud in the sky!

Sunlight poured down from the gap in the calamity cloud, shining on Lingyun Peak of Lishan.

The sky was falling, and the immortal gate suddenly opened.

Li Fan flew into the immortal gate without any hesitation.

After entering the fairyland, Li Fan was furious to find that all the Lishan seniors who had ascended to heaven in the past were inexplicably killed by unknown enemies.

He practiced while looking for the murderer behind the scenes.

He went through hundreds of years but got nothing.

When he was exploring the secret realm of ancient cultivation, he was ambushed by his best friend and died in shock and unwillingness.

...

Northern fairyland.

Since Emperor Fantian unified the Qingtian fairyland two thousand years ago, he began a bloody journey of conquest.

Over the years, with the heads of five fairy emperors and sixteen fairy kings, Emperor Fantian has become famous for his evil deeds.

In the end, only the Northern fairyland was left in the entire fairyland.

Now, the army is approaching, vowing to destroy the Northern fairyland within a year.

In the center of the army, Qin Tang looked at Emperor Fantian who closed his eyes to rest, and he was hesitant to speak.

Li Fan opened his eyes and looked at this confidant and beloved general who had followed him all the way from humble beginnings, and smiled rarely.

"Qin Tang, you seem to have something to ask me?"

"To be honest with the Emperor, I do have something I don't understand."

"You can tell me anything."

"Since the Emperor started as a mortal, he has gone through countless hardships and finally became a Heavenly Emperor. His power is overwhelming, and all the immortals in the immortal world are terrified. But why does the Emperor never mean to stop? What is the Emperor pursuing so hard?"

"After killing Emperor Zhuantian and completely unifying the immortal world, what plans will the Emperor have?" Qin Tang stared at Li Fan and expressed his doubts.

"Hehe." Li Fan chuckled.

"What I want is just the word 'eternal life'." He said lightly.

Qin Tang was stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

"Eternal life? With the Emperor's current cultivation, can't he be called immortal? If there is no accident, it is not difficult for the Emperor to live for millions of years, right?" He asked with a shocked look on his face, as if he couldn't understand.

"Can you claim to be immortal if you live for millions of years?" Li Fan smiled and asked back.

"In the Huangtian Tomb, hundreds of ancient immortal emperors have long become dry bones in the tomb."

"Even the ancient immortal who is said to have opened up the immortal world and has supreme power has not yet turned his body into a mountain and been suppressed by me under the palace."

"This time I want to unify the immortal world, gather the power of all the immortals in the world, and build a large formation covering the entire immortal world. Use it to blast open the immortal cage that is said to have existed since ancient times."

"I want to step on the immortals and go one step further." Li Fan's tone was indifferent, but so firm that no one could refute it.

Qin Tang was speechless.

Because he knew that there was no more above the immortal world.

So he could only lower his head in silence.

Everything went according to Li Fan's plan.

It only took one year for Li Fan to unify the entire immortal world.

After that, he used extremely bloody means to suppress all opposition. Collecting resources from the entire fairy world, he successfully built the formation that was used to break the shackles of the fairy world.

As the formation was activated, the entire fairy world was shaking.

Countless cracks appeared in the sky, and everything in the world seemed to be broken.

Li Fan laughed and rushed into the crack.

What greeted him was only endless darkness.

...

So far, the trial of Heng has ended.

Because Qin Tang knew that there was no need to test it again.

In this test, an anomaly appeared.

Even if he built an infinite world, he might not be able to wear down this person's determination to move forward.

If the master was here, he would probably be very happy to see such a genius.

It's just a pity...

Qin Tang's eyes flashed with a trace of disappointment.

With a long sigh, everyone woke up from the dream.

But they were still in the square at the beginning.

Some were at a loss, some woke up and their faces turned pale.

Some fell into enlightenment, as if they had gained something.

…

Qin Tang looked at the monks with different performances and said with a smile: "The three tests are over."

"Some of you performed beyond my expectations, while others were really unbearable."

"The head master once told me that Yunshui Tiangong recruits disciples based on quality rather than quantity."

He looked at everyone with a gentle face: "In this case, keep half of you."

The monks who were originally happy changed their faces after hearing what Qin Tang said.

"What do you mean?"

They knew clearly how they performed in the three tests.

Now they were shocked and angry when they heard that Qin Tang wanted to kill half of the monks present.

With no way out, they began to attack Qin Tang.

Qin Tang was not angry either.

He just smiled indifferently: "Yunshui Tiangong, the chief of the Dharma Pavilion, Qin Tang."

"Please teach me."

As Qin Tang spoke, blue figures suddenly appeared around half of the monks present.

They are like copies of the target, with the same appearance, aura, and even strength as the original.

Once they appear, they launch a relentless attack on the target.

"The head master is a strict person. But Master once told me that you should not do things to the extreme. If you can survive from your own mirror image, I will not embarrass you anymore."

Looking at the monks who were in a difficult battle, Qin Tang said slowly.

The other half of the monks who were not attacked, including Li Fan, chose to stay away from the battlefield to avoid being affected.

Li Fan retreated to a safe place and observed the situation on the field.

This blue mirror image's moves are extremely powerful, tireless, and will not get hurt.

Ordinary monks are really no match for him. When they started fighting, they quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Not long after, many monks died tragically under their own mirror reflection.

And as monks continue to die, it seems that the remaining ones who are struggling will not be able to hold on much longer.

In a hurry, they yelled at Qin Tang.

"Wake up! Why are you recruiting disciples? Yunshui Tiangong has been destroyed for I don't know how many years!"

"What nonsense, master and uncle! When the catastrophe comes, don't they all kill each other!"

…

"Kill each other?" Qin Tang shook his head after hearing this.

"We, Yunshui Tiangong, are of one mind. We respect and love each other. Even if we sacrifice ourselves for our fellow disciples, we will not hesitate much."

"How can we kill each other?"

As Qin Tang spoke, his voice suddenly became softer.

"Great calamity, great calamity..."

He frowned, seeming to remember something.

"Great calamity..."

He kept repeating in a low voice, and the sky in the square suddenly became gloomy.

The blue phantoms that attacked the monks also mutated.

Thick black continuously gushes out from inside the phantom, instantly dyeing the phantom into a terrifying ink color.

The dark mirror image was much more sinister than the previous blue phantom. In the blink of an eye, most of the monks who were struggling to hold on were dead.

There are only a few left, still hanging on.

But Qin Tang has not yet recovered from his daze. He was still whispering.

The ground in the square began to shake violently, and dark clouds kept pressing down in the sky.

Lightning and thunder continued.

Those monks who were not attacked by the mirror image and were watching the show suddenly felt that something was not good.

But facing Qin Tang, who was already in a state of madness, no one dared to act rashly.

For a moment, no one knew what to do.

At this moment, Li Fan slowly walked to Qin Tang.

He was carrying a wine gourd, patted Qin Tang on the shoulder, and handed it over.

With a smile on his face, Li Fan quietly said to Qin Tang: "Senior Brother Qin, drink."

"Don't worry, there is no big disaster at all."

Qin Tang turned his head, sniffed, instinctively took the wine gourd and took a sip.

Then he looked at Li Fan with some confusion: "There is no catastrophe?"

Li Fan nodded confidently and repeated: "Yes, there is no big disaster at all."

Qin Tang's eyes gradually brightened, and he kept mumbling and repeating: "There is no catastrophe, there is no catastrophe, there is no catastrophe..."

"Hahaha, you are right! There is no big disaster at all!"

After a long time, Qin Tang laughed and finally returned to normal.

The strange images in the field also disappeared and became calm and calm again.

When everyone present saw this, they all breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Li Fan gratefully.

Li Fan suddenly felt something in his heart.

Because he noticed that there were actually two vague murderous intentions locked on him.

Although these two murderous intentions are extremely weak, Li Fan is extremely sensitive to them and will never be mistaken.

The owners of these two murderous intentions are Sikong Yi and Bai Lichen!

Li Fan pretended not to notice, but secretly locked the two of them with a murderous intention.

It just hasn't started yet.

The brief interlude passed quickly, and the fight between the monk and the blue mirror image was over.

In the end, only two people were lucky enough to survive.

Qin Tang looked at the monk who was still alive with a gentle expression: "The trial is over, you can go ahead."

The monks didn't know why, and just as they were about to speak, they saw each other's figures gradually fade and slowly disappear into the square.

Soon, only Li Fan was left among the monks present.

Qin Tang looked at Li Fan, the complicated look in his eyes flashed away.

"Why don't you leave?"

Qin Tang asked.

Li Fan smiled calmly: "Senior brother still owes me a jug of good wine."

As if he didn't expect Li Fan to answer like this, Qin Tang was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Yes, I still owe you a jug of good wine!"

His expression suddenly changed and he looked at Li Fan seriously.

He stretched out his right hand and tapped Li Fan's eyebrow with his index finger.

"This "Yun Shui Fantasy Dream Technique" is an original and painstaking technique that I have learned all my life. I hope you won't bury him!"

After a moment, Qin Tang retracted his finger.

Li Fan's figure also slowly disappeared.

In the huge square, Qin Tang was alone again.

Just like it has been for thousands of years.

"Uncle, master, sister..."

Qin Tang looked around lonely, but found nothing.

So he took another sip of wine.

…

Li Fan gradually regained consciousness.

Ahead, there is a towering gate with the four characters "Yun Shui Tiangong" written on it.

Under the gate, stood a stone statue.

The stone statue is in dilapidated condition and full of scars.

The heart seemed to have been penetrated, revealing a huge hole.

From the blurred face of the stone statue, Qin Tang's appearance can be vaguely seen.

Li Fan stared at the stone statue quietly for a moment, and then took out a wine gourd from the storage ring.

Place it gently in front of the stone statue.

Then it moved like a shadow, rushing towards the direction locked by the Wuxiang murderous intention.

Thanks to Longsheng Yunxiao, znfthink, and anyone who wants to come up with the name for the reward!