Manual Aura Resuscitation, the Start Leads To the Cultivator

this moment.

The whole world seemed to be quiet.

At this moment, billions of people looked at him incredulously.

For the first time, dust fell on his eyes, and Ji Jixian thought it was an illusion, or a turmoil.

The second time, dust fell on his body. Everyone doesn't think so anymore.

With a sound of ‘咻——’, Ji Jixu appeared in front of Zhou Xianfu and looked at him nervously.

next moment.

‘Shoo, hoo--’

Dozens of streamers came from the deep residential area of ​​Recovery Island and looked at him.

Lin Keling's eyes widened.

Jiang Sheng straightened his muscles.

Two billion common people also approached, looking at him.

for a long time……

Two tears flowed from the corner of Zhou Xianfu's eyes.

He heard it.

At this moment, he heard the voice of this world.

The cultivation base of his Mahayana period was the moment when his spiritual consciousness awakened. His spiritual consciousness exploded to all corners of the world, he heard everyone's voices, he heard the language of all creatures, and he heard the heartbeat of all creatures!

He saw the magnificent Nirvana station in outer space.

He saw the spacecraft standing on the space station waiting to be launched.

He saw that there were still rockets being built, and then sent to the universe through a cable. And in the universe, there are many staff members, they are all cultivators!

Zhou Xianfu saw the power emanating from the common people of this world.

They are all like dragons.

They are all immortal cultivators.

Zhou Xianfu saw that in addition to the cultivators, there were also monsters, coexisting with humans, and the common people in the world were living in harmony and leaving this earth together.

He saw unity.

He saw the union.

He saw a scene he had never imagined.

He saw that on the'Tower of Babel', hundreds of millions of creatures will shine their swords to the sky again!

He saw...

Isn’t the Nirvana space station the Tower of Babel?

He saw that everyone in this world is like a dragon, everyone will die at any time, ready to spread the fire. Struggling to pass on civilization.

This...isn’t it just like some ignorant people in ancient times who never admit defeat?

He saw that we still refused to admit defeat and still struggled to live. Even if there is only one line of hope, we still maintain the same ignorance as the ancient people. We don't believe in evil, and we just have to go all the way down!

Zhou Xianfu opened his eyes.

The tears are hazy.

He cried.

There were silent tears, and tears fell one by one.

In front of him, Lin Keling cried.

Ji Jixue cried.

Everyone cried...

Shaking, Zhou Xianfu slowly stretched out his hand and touched Lin Keling's face.

Turning silently, Zhou Xianfu looked at Ji Jixu again, and patted Ji Jixu's shoulder with his hand.

‘Shoo, hoo--’

In the distance, several rapid blasting sounds came.

Jiang Fo'er came from afar, he was still the same as before, like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy. Zhou Xianfu smiled and reached out to touch Jiang Fo'er's head.

'expensive--'

A bull cry, like a dragon chant.

A head full of golden light came over and looked at Zhou Xianfu curiously.

Horse face, antlers, snake body, fish scales, five claws.

Shenlong.

A cultivator in the transformation stage anxiously grabbed one of the horns of the dragon, and hurriedly said:

"Hush, don't be presumptuous!"

"Hugh is presumptuous!"

"This is Dao Ancestor, step back, step back. Cao Nima Carp King, step back!"

"Don't offend Dao Ancestor!"

'call--'

Shenlong sneezed. He gave his master a dissatisfied look.

Then his body suddenly became so stiff that he couldn't move, and then, a flash of horror flashed in its eyes.

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Xianfu smiled and beckoned. Then his huge body flew towards him uncontrollably.

Shenlong wanted to struggle in horror, it felt a terrifying breath like an abyss. This is the Taoist ancestor!

When he got closer, Zhou Xianfu touched its head curiously. It couldn't move or move.

"Long?"

Zhou Xianfu murmured and let go. Shenlong was so scared that he ran back and hid behind Li Changsheng, he didn't dare to look at it again.

Zhou Xian walked a few steps back and forth. Looking at the billions of people standing on the ice.

Silent.

Hundreds of millions of people were also silent.

Zhou Xian's eyes swept across everyone's faces. There was a smile in his eyes, but tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

changed……

Everything has changed.

Become better than I thought.

for a long time.

Zhou Xianfu sighed:

"One dream for ninety years."

"Wow, wow--"

At this moment, the two billion people in front of them knelt on one knee enthusiastically and excitedly.

Looking at him enthusiastically.

"Taozu!"

"Taozu!!"

"The Dao Ancestor is awake!"

"Hahahaha, Daozu!"

"When the first group of people was about to embark on the road to Nirvana, Dao Ancestor woke up!"

"See Daozu!"

"..."

At this moment, in front of the TV, everyone in the world is crazy.

Watching the picture on TV, thousands of creatures were enthusiastic to tears.

The people who came alive all the way from ninety years ago are crazy and hot.

People born after the 1920s watched curiously, with eyes full of disbelief.

In an underground city in China.

A gray-haired old man wiped his tears, and tremblingly pointed at the TV:

"Look, Daozu, this is Daozu. You are not qualified to see it, and you are not qualified. If you want to land on Recovery Island after the 1920s, you need to approve layers of approval. Either a super strong person can arrive to worship Daozu. You guys. Haven't you seen it, haven't you seen him, in the 1920s, he made the world frenzy."

A middle-aged man with white sideburns, cultivating qualities and his ordinary middle-aged man asked excitedly:

"Dad. Have you met Dao Ancestor?"

"I've seen it, I've seen it. Who hasn't seen anyone who has survived since the 1920s?"

"Hahahaha!"

The gray-haired old man no longer had the slightest stability. He was excited like a child.

In this age of middle-aged people, Taoist ancestors are more like a symbolic meaning. It represents a kind of human spirit, and the belief in not admitting defeat. He knew that it was a saint, but he didn't have any intuitive feelings. How powerful is that person?

"Dad, do people of your age admire him?"

The old man wept bitterly: "Worship? No, it's faith. He alone started the era of spiritual revival. He alone resisted the son of heaven. He alone made everyone in this world like a dragon. He once said, from today onwards. One hundred thousand years, millions of years; if there is the existence of heaven, it will tremble with two words-mortal! Because of his words, we believe that man will conquer the sky, and mortals will rise from then on!"

While talking, the old man put on an oxygen mask and a thick down jacket on his head.

"Dad, where are you going?"

"Go to Recovery Island, to Recovery Island. I haven't been out for several years, I'm going to worship Daozu!"

"Dad. The outside world is too dangerous. I heard that there are several places with holes in the atmosphere now. You can't go out..."

The old man walked away with his cane. Walking out of the house, looking up, is the low dungeon ceiling.

In the distance, is a bustling underground city.

And this time.

The underground city ahead was a sensation. Crowded.

Everyone was shouting excitedly:

"The Dao Ancestor is resurrected!"

"Revived!"

"The Dao Ancestor has never died, how can he come to life?"

"Hahahaha, go to Recovery Island!"

"He is awake, he will continue to lead the human race forward!"

"I know that when he wakes up, he will surely bring surprises to this world again."

"Perhaps 30 million years of voyage, from then on there will be a turnaround."

"Hey, our age. You can't imagine how difficult it is."

"Remember when the end of the world just came, there were not so many immortal cultivators in the world. It was meteorite, sky fire, and famine. If there were more and more immortal cultivators, we would not be able to survive. And this immortal cultivator It comes from Taoist ancestor!"

"Before Dao Ancestor, there was no one in the world to cultivate immortality. After Dao Ancestor, everyone in the world is like a dragon!"

"..."

The old man rode his cane and walked forward quickly, faintly. The old eyes were as bright and urgent as stars.

"I still remember... I still remember."

"You call on the strong from all over the world to gather together. I was fifteen years old that year. I stole my mother's mobile phone and hid in the toilet late at night to watch the live broadcast of the'Last Powerful'. At that time, I was full of passion. At that time, I was, But I didn't expect the world to become what it is now. At that time, I was only dreaming about Kung Fu and martial arts dreams, but I never imagined that one day everyone will be like a dragon."

"You stood on the No. 1 ring and attacked the heavens. That day was when my mother died of illness. I used to accompany my mother in front of the hospital bed and told my mother that the world will definitely change. After you set the stage, I worked hard to cultivate immortals, but I had no talent. , I have been doing nothing for ninety years, and I am only one level of Qi-refining period...I want to train my son, but like me, my son has no talent."

"But now, my grandson has stepped forward. He is a spiritual cultivator. He will become an important member of the Nirvana Plan. To live up to your trust, I have also contributed a strong man to mankind."

The old man burst into tears.

He walked away.

Ninety years have passed in the blink of an eye.

But I still remember the first time when I was fifteen years old that I saw the world's strongest on the TV. Some people came to the west with a sword, some came across the waves, some came with a snake, some shrank. I still remember when we were fifteen years old, our blood was surging because the world will change. I still remember when we were fifteen years old, when we saw the death of Feng Yuxiu and Yue Xianji's Zhaowen Daoxi for the first time on the TV screen, how much impact our hearts were given. And that is just the beginning.

Ninety years of time is fleeting, and I am still the same passionate boy who used to be!

'drop--'

Swipe.

With the help of his son, the old man walked into the huge elevator.

And the elevator was crowded with people at this time.

The elderly are mostly.

Most of the elderly have no potential for spiritual practice.

Everyone squeezed in the elevator like canned tuna.

Everyone looked at each other and smiled.

As if seeing each other 90 years ago, they used to be teenagers.

It seems that ninety years ago, the teenagers here rushed out of the school with cheers and roars, roaring at the sky with the blood of'cultivating immortals for the rise of mankind'.

The old people living in the underground city no longer have any potential. Their bodies are so weak that they will not be able to survive on the surface of the earth today.

But they still have to go out.

Go out and take a look at the world.

Take a look at the outline of this city once.

As if going back to ninety years ago, as if back in the twenties.

It seems to have returned to the appearance of a young man, under the influence of Daozu, the appearance of Xiuxian who had forgotten to sleep and eat.

Forget the anxiety and mania of diligently practicing day and night, but without saving.

Forget the peace that has long been dead as a lamp in the past ninety years of inaction.

Forget the sorrow of no more sunshine, no more wind and rain, no more blue sea and blue sky.

Today, we seem to be back in our youth. Seeing him again, he is still standing on Recovery Island!

The middle-aged man looked at this elevator, all of them were squatting old men and old ladies, and all the old people who worries and lived every day. At this time, everyone was full of energy.

Middle-aged men can know why. But can't understand.

He knew what the people of his father's generation were fanatical for. But I can't understand why the old people who are over a hundred years old who have failed to cultivate immortality are still enthusiastic?

"dad……"

"Ugh?"

The old man looked at his son vigorously: "You say it."

"dad……"

The middle-aged man’s eyes were red, and his voice was trembling again and he called out: "Dad. The doctor said that you have the right to leave the dungeon at any time. But the doctor also said that if you enter the surface, your life will be in danger and you will get sick. The danger of..."

"Hahahaha!"

The old man laughed, "Fart. What the doctor said is pure fart."

"Dad, the doctor won't..."

The old man sneered: "I will die when I enter the surface. Not in danger of getting sick."

Today the global average temperature is minus 75 degrees.

Even the immortal cultivators in the refining period would not dare to stand firm in this temperature, and protection measures were needed.

Not to mention the more than 100-year-old qi-training first-class old men?

Moreover, low temperatures are not a fatal factor. Sulfide is flying all over the sky. The thin atmosphere is. The oxygen content is four times lower than 90 years ago!

"dad!"

The middle-aged man cried: "You can live to..."

"I won't live to land on the spacecraft, and I won't land. Because those of us who have survived from the 1920s and have no talent for spiritual practice, we know in our hearts. We have already made a decision in our hearts. We live soon, we Will not occupy the spacecraft's resources. We never thought about leaving."

"dad……"

The middle-aged man cried and looked at the old men and old ladies in the elevator. He didn't understand.

He doesn't understand!

He doesn't understand...

The old man patted his son on the shoulder: "You don't understand the people of our time. Before you were born, the global cultivating university was mature. When you were born, the world was settled. Even if you understand that you want to cultivate immortality for the rise of mankind, you But you can no longer feel the enthusiasm of that difficult era. You don't understand what Zhou Xianfu means to the young people of our era."

‘Ding Dong——’

‘The elevator is about to reach the surface. Warning, the surface environment is harsh. If you haven't figured it out yet, please stay in the elevator and follow the elevator back to the underground city. If you must leave the elevator to the surface, when you return, ring the alarm bell. ’

The reminder sounds.

Everyone in this elevator was excited and prepared.

'Fives'

'four'

'three'

'two'

'One'

With a sound, the elevator door opened.

Through a barrier laid by a cultivator, hundreds of old men and women rushed out of the elevator, excited like children.

The old man laughed and ran out quickly with his cane, stepped into the mixture of snow and volcanic ash on the ground, and looked around:

"I haven't seen this city for nearly ten years."

He pointed to a raised building covered in volcanic ash.

Another old lady said: "It used to be the main street, where people come and go is the busiest place in the city. On the day the world preached, that street was emptied for the first time. I still remember the world preached 90 years ago. One day, when I passed here, there was no one on that road. It was a grand occasion!"

"Hahaha, I'm back!"

Then, another elevator came up.

Another group of old men and women came out of the dungeon. Rushed into this harsh surface.

then. It's another elevator.

then……

this moment.

This is true of dungeons all over the world.

In the dungeons of the world, countless old men and women who had survived all the way from that era rushed out.

Back to the surface for the first time.

The world is boiling again!

The old man walked with a stick, walking in the direction of Recovery Island, with a smile on his face. He knew he would never go, but he still walked in that direction step by step.

After walking several hundred meters, he was out of breath.

Behind him, all the old men and old ladies did the same, walking in that direction.

Future generations cannot understand their fanaticism. Unable to understand the status of Recovery Island in the hearts of people in that era.

They know that they will die.

On today's earth, one hundred years old is still the Qi refining period, so the ending is only death.

Or live in the dungeon and linger. Either wait, wait until the spacecraft vacates its place, enter the spacecraft, and die in the drifting universe.

But Zhou Xian recovered and woke up.

They came out!

Out of the dungeon, he will give up and leave the earth.

They want to be here.

I'm going to die here!

"Dad, go back, oooooo..."

"Dad, I beg you..."

The old man was panting, he just walked less than five hundred meters, at this time he was already coughing constantly. That is caused by the sulfide entering through the oxygen mask.

"This sky cannot conquer us. Life cannot conquer us."

"We are born toward the sun, and we will die toward the sun. The gloomy underground is not my destination. I still struggle under the harsh sky. This is our destiny!"

"The greatest happiness in this life is that my grandson has become a god..."

With a ‘bang--’, the old man was loaded into the volcanic ash. Never woke up again.

He is smiling. He died peacefully in the soil where he was born, under the sky.

Ninety years have passed. Because of a person's waking up.

Just like we were once again fanatical.

It is the same as our first passion in life.

We walked faintly, but we are still the boy we once were, never bowing our heads!

People are constantly coming out of underground cities around the world.

People keep falling down.

People kept passing by the fallen man, and then continued to move forward.

No one understands their strange thoughts.

No one has ever seen that for ninety years, they were just like people who wanted to cultivate but never made progress, but they could only be protected by others. Some people have paid attention to their safety, but no one has ever paid attention to their hearts.

This is a very small group of elderly people who have no prospects for cultivation. It is a phenomenon. Few people pay attention to this group.

They had low self-esteem.

They think that they are a burden to human beings.

Others are resisting meteorites and they can only hide in refuge.

Others are reclaiming farmland, they can only hide in the back panting, holding a bowl every day to wait for government relief.

Others are building the Nirvana space station. They can only look up at the sky and secretly decide that they will not board the spaceship and leave...

Then tried and failed.

Their hearts are suffering.

"I still failed!!!"

They also yelled with red eyes in the middle of the night: "Why can't I ever make progress!"

No one understands how hard they have been in the past ninety years, how frustrated they are, how inferior they are, and how incompetent and angry they are.

Now they just want to die.

It's just because of one person, they want to remember the passionate young man who had a long history at the end of their lives! Following that person, you can remind yourself of the blood you once again.

"I have also cultivated immortals for the rise of mankind!"

"I am also the one who lived hard in that era!"

"I also thought of paving the road with corpses, so that future generations can live forever!"

"I also wanted to travel for nine days."

"I also wanted to be the person who fell from the Nirvana Space Station. I also wanted to be a hero who escorted mankind. I also wanted to shout ‘bright sword to the sky’!"

"I used to, not like this, crouching and lingering."

This is a group of teenagers who have been forgotten by the years.

This is a group of teenagers covered by the new generation~www.wuxiahere.com~ This is the teenagers of that era.

Also the first batch of teenagers. They were the cornerstones of the first generation of cultivators, and the first generation of cultivators stepped out of them.

Recovery on the island.

Zhou Xianfu felt that in this world, at this moment, millions of lives were coming towards him. There are millions of lives that have lost their vital signs and heat.

He looked at the first group of people who were about to leave, and set his sights on Origin Island:

"It doesn't have to be after all generations."

"I will preach to the world again."

"Teach your turtle's breath skills. A turtle's breath is ten thousand years..."

"..."