The daily life of a max-level immortal cultivator

Chapter 204 A Myriad of Love

The process of cultivation is always long and tedious, and his water ripples were just as dull and tedious.

He knew from a young age that his talent far surpassed that of ordinary people, so his family sent him to the number one sect on the continent at a very early age so as not to delay his development.

Gradually, he realized that he was not only superior to ordinary people, but also superior to the so-called geniuses in the sect. He was even spotted by the sect leader at the time and taken under his wing for careful instruction.

Before long, he became the most outstanding disciple among all the disciples. At that time, he thought that the number one sect on the continent could only recruit people like him, and no one of his peers could match him.

Just as he was feeling smug, the person who looked almost identical to him broke all his spells with a single sword strike and knocked him off the stage.

She's such a pretty girl, but she's so fierce when she fights.

That sword not only defeated him, but also shattered his arrogance and self-esteem.

He then learned the girl's identity; she was actually a disciple of the renowned sword immortal Yan Zhi, so it wasn't surprising.

After that competition, he lost his previous arrogance and focused solely on cultivating, all in order to catch up with that person.

He hadn't actually met her many times, but every time he did, her strength and cultivation were far superior to his, which made him even more diligent.

She is his goal and role model, a goal that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Has it never changed?

Xuanwu looked in the direction of Qiwu Peak, unable to find a suitable reason to visit her, even though she was right in front of him.

He never truly understood his junior martial aunt. When they first met, she was calm, composed, and not very talkative.

He had visited Yanzhi Zhenjun with his master and had seen how she interacted with Yanzhi. She was much more lively than when they first met, so he always wondered what kind of person she was.

But this shouldn't be something he should be curious about. Excessive attention to someone will always lead to some bad things.

"You mean, your martial uncle is the person you've been searching for all this time?"

Xuanwu looked away and glanced to his side, but there was no one around him.

(Yes, the person you met the other day was her subordinate.)

"Oh? Then tell me about his background."

"..."

(I cannot reveal his background.)

"Ha, if that's the case, how can I believe what you say?"

"..."

After a while, there was no response from him, so he guessed that they had gone back.

Xuanwu was not annoyed, but slowly walked back to his residence.

……

……

"Zhouyang, tell me, why is there always so much love, hate, right and wrong in this world?"

"Humans have seven emotions and six desires. When the seven emotions arise, the six desires manifest, which is why there are so many."

"Then why wouldn't God do the same?"

Zhou Yang remained silent, as if pondering these words.

“Since the creation of the world, Brahma has led all the gods and created the divine realm. The divine realm guides all things and controls heaven and earth, life and death. Therefore, he is free from love and desires.”

The one who answered her was Feng Lan, the Divine Lord Yan Zhi, who was slowly walking towards them.

The sun rises to greet us in the daytime.

A hint of emotion flickered in Xingye's eyes: "Master, when did you return?"

"Why are the two high priests lounging around chatting instead of dealing with important matters? Why can't I come?"

"Now that the Nine Realms are at peace and the Demon Sect is under control in the Abyss, the important tasks are gradually easing. Zhou Yang and I have finally managed to have some free time, so how can this be considered slacking off?"

Yan Zhi sat down as well—no, he should have lay down.

Looking at the azure sky, a faint fragrance still wafts from the grass behind me.

"Everyone in the realm says that the two divine officials are strict and righteous and extremely difficult to deal with, especially the Starry Night Divine Official, who always has a stern face even when facing other divine lords, and no one knew that his mouth was so sharp."

"..."

"Master, are you demoting me?"

Yan Zhi was still gazing at the sky: "How could that be? I just hope you won't be as cold and lifeless as Yama. In your spare time, you can go and see more of the outer realms."

A look of confusion flashed in Xingye's eyes: "But Master was just saying those words, God, do not betray love."

Yan Zhi looked at her: "Those are all things of the past. How many of the gods under Brahma's command still remain? The more new gods there are in the realm, the more they will uphold love and common sense. If everyone were like Yama, how could the divine realm guide all things?"

Zhou Yang replied, "What the Divine Lord said is true."

Xingye was still full of doubts. Having served as a divine priest for tens of thousands of years, she had even fewer emotions than other gods. She didn't understand why gods had to have emotions.

There are countless emotions, and the more emotions one has, the more it will affect one's judgment of right and wrong. Such things are not something a god should possess.

However, Zhouyang and Yanzhi, who were by her side, had more emotions than she did, as did Wuji, who not only had seven emotions but also six desires, yet it still couldn't be denied that he was capable of fulfilling divine duties.

So, should she go beyond the realm?

Can she...?

Opening her eyes, Liu Jun saw a familiar environment. She stopped sitting cross-legged, cast a cleansing spell on herself, and then stepped out of the room.

Geng Wuji was not in the courtyard, but the two juniors were as diligent as ever, keeping the courtyard spotless. When they saw her come out, they respectfully came to greet her.

Liu Jun stood in the courtyard basking in the sun for a while, then asked the two children what time it was. After thinking for a while, he used illusion magic to transform his face and flew towards the direction of Buyang Peak Valley.

Today is not the seventh day of the ninth lunar month, but she still wants to go and see it.

I haven't been here for decades, and I still miss it a little.

The blooming flowers covering the mountains and fields are always stunning, but despite the beautiful scenery, the air is filled with the scent of poisonous flowers.

Following the same method as before, they completely removed the poison and cleaned up all the messy branches. Then they approached the wooden house they had built and looked at the things inside that had not been moved.

"...Master, are you in the Immortal Realm now, or have you returned to the Divine Realm?"

Liu Jun took out the wooden sphere he had taken from this place, as well as the incense ball.

The half-open carved incense ball was placed back in its original position, while Liu Jun examined the other one for a moment before going to another room and placing it on the bedside table in the same way, before finally sitting down on the bed.

"...The divine realm has been completely destroyed, so it must be in the immortal realm."

"But even the Immortal Realm wouldn't allow it. So, where would you be, Yanzhi..."

Through the simple window, there was a vast expanse of white outside, so white it was dazzling; looking at it for too long could make one lose their way.

Liu Jun stood up, looked at the simple room and the wooden bed that had remained intact for years, and with a slight movement of his hand, the bed appeared neatly before him.

……

Liu Jun thought that living alone would be incredibly boring, but she still stayed here and stayed for a long time.

He cultivated his skills, refined elixirs, and in his spare time, he would simply sit quietly and watch the green and white landscape covering the mountains and fields. After a while, he got used to it.

Liu Jun, on the contrary, grew to like this kind of life.

Life there is more peaceful and tranquil than that on Qiwu Peak.

However, someone just had to come and disturb her life.

When Liu Jun came out of the house in the early morning, he saw the person standing in front of the house, and he felt a little depressed.

What brings you here?

The person opposite her didn't answer, but just kept staring at her.

Liu Jun was puzzled, looking at the way he was looking at him with some doubt, but the doubt slowly turned into indifference.

"You... are not Xuanwu!"

The person opposite remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, their voice trembling almost imperceptibly: "Xing'er..."

Liu Junyi's gaze towards him gradually became complicated.

"you……"

"Why are you here?"

Xuanwu took two steps closer, his eyes filled with sorrow as he looked at her: "Xing'er, you... know that I am..."

Liu Jun never stepped out of that door, coldly looking at him: "I don't know, Xuanwu has already reached the Tribulation Transcending Realm, how did you control him?"

Xuanwu stood there, not daring to move, and said sadly, "Xing'er, it's only natural that you resent me. I was wrong."

Liu Jun still did not answer him: "Leave Xuanwu's body, I do not wish to fight you here!"

Xuanwu looked at the wooden house, deeply saddened: "Xing'er, his presence still lingers here. Even now, you still care about him, don't you?"

Liu Jun stepped across the threshold, summoned his natal sword, and coldly pointed it at him: "I'll say it again, leave Xuanwu's body, don't force me!"

Xuanwu's expression remained unchanged as he looked at the person opposite him, treating him as if he were truly a villain.

He knew she was truly intent on killing him; he had only ever seen that expression on her face when facing an enemy.

"it is good……"

The word fell as if weighed a ton.