Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

182: Chapter 182 New Entry: Three Lifetimes of Reincarnation”Blue, why is there a monkey inside this stone?”

Blue rolled its eyes. ”You’re asking me? Who should I ask? You’re a Qilin in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and I’m just a Dragon in the Mahayana Realm. How would I know?”

Mo Xuan nodded thoughtfully upon hearing this. ”That’s true. You are several major Realms behind me, so it’s normal that you don’t know.”

Blue: ”...”

Mo Xuan ignored Blue’s expression and cast his gaze back upon the five-colored stone.

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it, so he said, ”This stone is pretty. I’m taking it away.”

Blue asked, ”Where are you taking it?”

”Mount Buzhou.” Mo Xuan thought for a moment.

”There is a platform on the summit that faces the trajectory of the sun and moon rising and setting.”

”If such a spiritual object is placed in a high place, nourished by the essence of the sun and moon, the monkey that gestates inside in the future will definitely be robust.”

Mo Xuan stepped on auspicious clouds with his four hooves and gently lifted the five-colored stone.

Blue always felt there was something wrong with his words, but it couldn’t put its finger on it.

So it simply stopped thinking about it and twisted its body to follow behind.

One dragon and one Qilin flew leisurely toward Mount Buzhou.

The sun and moon revolved, and spring and autumn succeeded one another.

Within the Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, Spiritual Qi was dense, all things grew, and it was a scene of peace.

The Disciples of the Taiyi Dao Sect cultivated, sparred, and discussed the Dao day after day.

Occasionally, they would travel in groups of three or five to various parts of the Grotto-Heaven.

Blue and Mo Xuan remained the two idlest Spirit Beasts in the Grotto-Heaven.

They wandered around all day, occasionally going to the top of Mount Buzhou to look at the five-colored stone and see if the monkey inside had grown out.

The monkey inside the stone had indeed grown quite a bit since it was first discovered.

Its outline became increasingly clear, its curled-up posture gradually stretched out, and occasionally it would turn over to change posture and continue sleeping soundly.

Blue said that this monkey’s sleeping posture was too bad, and it would definitely be a restless character in the future.

Mo Xuan deeply agreed.

...

Nineteen years passed in the blink of an eye.

Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, Hall of Longevity.

Gu Yan sat cross-legged on the taixu guiyuan prayer mat, golden light flowing around his body, his aura as profound as an abyss.

In these nineteen years, he cultivated every day without slackening.

His Golden Immortal Fifth Stage Realm had long been stabilized, and the magic power within his body had accumulated to be increasingly vast, only a thin layer of window paper away from the Golden Immortal Sixth Stage.

Just as he intended to continue circulating his Cultivation Technique to strike at the Bottleneck:

【Congratulations to the host for successfully surviving for another one hundred years. Gained +1 trait draw.】

【Do you wish to draw? (Friendly reminder: trait draws can be accumulated)】

Gu Yan was slightly stunned.

Another hundred years?

Has time passed so quickly?

Gu Yan withdrew his thoughts and silently recited in his heart: ”Draw.”

In an instant, a seven-colored wheel appeared before his eyes.

Gray, green, Blue, purple, orange, gold, red.

Seven colors, seven grades.

The pointer in the center of the wheel suddenly spun.

A moment later, the pointer slowed down.

Purple... orange... gold... red.

The pointer became slower and slower, moving at a snail’s pace.

Finally, it swayed and stopped on the gray area.

【Draw successful】

【Obtained trait: ”Three Lives Reincarnation · Gray”】

【”Three Lives Reincarnation · Gray”: Reincarnation does not blur, three lives are not forgotten. After the host dies, they can be reincarnated with memories, and the events of the past are clearly visible.】

Gu Yan looked at the two lines of text that appeared before him and was silent for a long time.

Three Lives Reincarnation, Reincarnation, retaining memories?

He, an Immortal at the Golden Immortal Fifth Stage, with boundless Lifespan and heaven-defying magic power, was only a few steps away from the Immortal King Realm.

This thing was completely useless to him, the most trivial of trivialities.

Even if he really died one day and needed to be reincarnated, with his current Realm and means, he could find ways to keep his memories from dissipating.

Gu Yan shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He sat down on the cushion again, closed his eyes, and continued to Cultivate.

...

Another two years.

On this day, golden light suddenly burst forth in the Hall of Longevity, and a vast, ocean-like aura erupted from Gu Yan’s body, rushing straight into the sky.

That aura was thick, long, and heavy as a mountain, as if the entire Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven trembled slightly at this moment.

Golden Immortal Sixth Stage, Breakthrough achieved.

Gu Yan stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, and his whole body crackled with a series of light sounds.

He sat back down, took out the haotian mirror, and it was time to catch up on his shows.

He first glanced at the situation in the Spirit Realm.

He saw that the Western Wasteland was devastated.

The Central Plains Allied Forces and the Great Peng Demon King’s Yao Race army were still fighting endlessly within the Western Wasteland.

The Great Peng Demon King was retreating steadily, the territory of the Western Wasteland was shrinking day by day, and the casualties of the Yao Race were becoming more and more disastrous.

But the Great Peng Demon King was, after all, an existence at the Tribulation Crossing Peak, and also an ancient exotic species with many means, so it was hard to take him down for the time being.

Gu Yan glanced at it twice and lost interest.

He waved his hand, and the image in the haotian mirror changed again.

This time, the image displayed was the Demon Realm.

In the central region of the Demon Realm, a blood moon hung in the sky, and Evil Qi filled the air.

A black figure flashed past a Demon Race tribe like a ghost.

Wherever that figure passed, the people of the Demon Race fell in droves like cut wheat.

It was Feng Jiuge.

The long sword in his hand was cold and gleaming, and every time he swung it, a Demon person’s head would fly high.

Those Demon Cultivators had Golden Core Realm, Nascent Soul Realm, and Spirit Transformation Realm, but in front of him, they were all like earthen dogs and clay chickens, with no power to fight back.

The image in the haotian mirror changed again, and Feng Jiuge was seen standing on a barren mountain, his sleeves fluttering, his whole body filled with surging Killing Intent.

At his feet was the mountain gate of a Demon Race Sect, which had now turned into ruins, and everywhere among the broken walls and ruins were severed limbs and corpses.

In the distance, several powerful auras were rapidly approaching.

They were powerful Cultivators of the Demon Realm.

Feng Jiuge looked back and a sneer curled on the corner of his mouth.

His figure turned into a black light and disappeared at the end of the sky in an instant.

Those auras chased for a while, but eventually could not catch up, and had to give up resentfully.

Seeing this, Gu Yan sighed inwardly. This kid, either killing the Demon Race or being chased by Demon Realm powerhouses all day long, his life was fulfilling.

Among those Demon Cultivator powerhouses chasing him, there were many Old Ancestor-level figures at the Tribulation Crossing Peak.

But Feng Jiuge wore the divine robe he had bestowed upon him years ago, and Cultivators below the Human Immortal Realm could not break its defense at all.

Those Old Ancestors at the Tribulation Crossing Peak could at most repel him; wanting to kill him was absolutely impossible.

And for some reason, Ancestor Xuetu of the Southern Region had stopped targeting Feng Jiuge in recent years.

Because of this, Feng Jiuge became increasingly unscrupulous in the Demon Realm.

His Divine Ability, the Way of Killing Life, allowed his cultivation to rise faster the more he killed.

The number of Demon Race killed by his sword over the years was countless.

And his cultivation had risen with the tide, soaring all the way to the Mahayana Late Stage.

It was only one step away from the Tribulation Crossing Realm.

Gu Yan looked at the figure in the mirror and pondered secretly.

Feng Jiuge was currently following the path of the Way of Killing Life, proving the Dao through killing, and his cultivation was progressing extremely fast.

With his current momentum, stepping into the Tribulation Crossing Realm was only a matter of time.

Once Feng Jiuge reached the Late Stage of the Tribulation Crossing Realm, it would be time to consider Ascension.

At that time, whether he would ascend to the Immortal Realm or come to his own Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven, he had to think it through in advance.