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As time went by, the stubborn stone in his hand became more and more brittle, and suddenly turned into a puddle of powder under Su Mo's grip.

What followed was the message from the jade pendant in his bosom--

【Ding! 】

[Check blood, test completed, binding...]

[Binding blood, the only binding, Suma...]

【Welcome Dao Patriarch Sumo to enter the eternal land and rule the heavens...】

【Immortal caresses my head, knots my hair and receives longevity】

"Blood!"

"Bind!"

"Daozu!"

Feeling more and more information coming through the jade pendant in his hand, Su Mo's eyes brightened and his heart became more and more shocked.

The brain turned rapidly, thinking about the message from Yupei.

He didn't think that the so-called Dao ancestor's bloodline refers to the ancestors of the Su family. The Su family is a single lineage, and the family tree from the first generation of Patriarch to Su Mo's generation is completely preserved and there is nothing special about it.

But now Yupei has bound him to become the so-called Taoist ancestor, and the hidden meaning in it is enough to make people think deeply.

The jade pendant bears the place where the Taoist ancestor was - the eternal land.

The Eternal Land is connected to the heavens and worlds, which is equivalent to a key. As long as the pairing is successful, the dimensional barriers in this world can be detected.

It only needs to provide energy to this key to break the barrier of the world and let Sumo come to this world.

The jade pendant's message was still being transmitted, but at this moment, Su Mo couldn't hide his joy.

Leaning against a small, dark mountain crack, Su Mo murmured bitterly.

Everyone in the world knows that the lifespan of the Qi-practicing immortal is one hundred and five, and the lifespan of the foundation-building immortal is three hundred.

But there are a few people who can leap from ordinary people to Qi training period.

Practice, wealth, law and land are indispensable.

It has been 16 years since Sumo traveled to this place.

But even after so many years, Su Mo didn't receive his own traveler welfare - Golden Finger.

In order to survive, he worked as a handyman in an inn, as a schoolboy in a martial arts school, as a bodyguard who walks a dart, as a hero of the rivers and lakes...

Until the age of 42, in a fight with others, he lost half of his hand and fell off a cliff.

Just like in the dog blood TV series, I fell off the cliff and had an adventure, and picked up the monk's skill "Yijin Gong".

Since then, the world has lost a powerful player, Su Mo.

But in the realm of comprehension, there is one more monk who yearns for longevity.

But in fact, unless a casual cultivator has a golden finger by his side, the road to immortality is long and he cannot escape birth, old age, sickness and death.

For the sake of cultivating immortals and resources, Su Mo had no choice but to establish a sect by himself, named Shifangmen, in order to help him obtain resources for cultivating immortals from the ten directions.

It's a pity that as the cultivation of immortality became more and more difficult, Su Mo, who couldn't even advance to the Qi refining stage, could not help but become a layman, spreading branches and leaves at the Shifang Gate.

In the past 20 years, the leeks planted on the mountain behind the Shifang Gate have been replaced one crop after another.

The Zongmen's people have also grown from more than ten people at the beginning to more than a hundred people today.

In the remote Shanjiang County, Tonghe Prefecture, Shifangmen can be regarded as a big martial arts school.

With a radius of [-] kilometers, countless poor families hope that one day, Shifangmen will be able to pick up their own children, and they will be able to eat a full mouthful of food from now on, without having to watch the sky for food.

Confucianism uses literature to disrupt law, while chivalry uses martial arts to ban it.

There are warriors who kill like hemp, and immortals who regard human life like nothing. Maybe overnight, the mortal dynasty will change.

In the troubled times, the sect continued to grow, and Sumo's status was getting higher and higher.

Thirteen years ago, Su Mo reached the peak of Ming Jin, but he was far from the second level of martial arts, Dark Jin.

Without him, a martial artist cultivates qi and blood all over his body. At Su Mo's current age, his qi and blood have already decayed, and he will not live for a few years.

Qi and blood flow obscurely, trying to twist the body into a rope, to detect the dark energy, it is almost like a moon in a well, a flower in the water.

In order to prolong his life, he went crazy and asked the Shifang Gate to collect all the things that could prolong his life.

But things of longevity are priceless in the bustling Zhongzhou, let alone in the remote Shanjiang County.

In desperation, the disciples of the Zongmen found the so-called relics of the Mo Sanren, which contained another book of self-cultivation "Changchun Gong".

It's a pity that the road of practice is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

It was already a year ago when Su Mo understood this truth.

Before practicing "Yijin Gong", at least there was a so-called sense of energy, but practicing "Changchun Gong" was like a pool of stagnant water, without any movement.

To this day, the progress bar of cultivating immortals is still beating at 0. There may be a slight glimmer of hope, but it will disappear immediately.

The road to eternal life is long, talents, opportunities, resources... many restrictions firmly bind monks without background.

Distracting thoughts disturbed people, Su Mo's eyes were gloomy, as if he had detected the thoughts of a powerful enemy outside, and there was no wave in his heart.

"Flying Flower Gate, Jingyang Gate, Yuanhuo Gate..."

Slowly spit out the three sects clamoring outside, Su Mo's heart became more peaceful.

The honest men who besieged him were either the majestic elders of the school, or the famous chivalrous headmen.

Shanhe County has more water and more mountains.

Because of this, Sumo was able to survive the siege of the three factions, waiting for support.

At this time, everyone has been looking for him in this wild mountain for three full days, and every day at noon, they will shout in the valley.

No one wanted to be the first bird, and they were all afraid of Su Mo's counterattack when he was dying.

In this tense confrontation until sunset, the afterglow of the setting sun ignited the sunset glow on the mountain side, and it was gorgeous for a while.

"Old Demon Su, I think you can hold on for a few more days, hum!"