Meditation and Sword Journey

The road of cultivation for millions of years is like a dead bone every step; the sea of ​​chaos in the three thousand realms is like a pursuit after every thought. Xuanli started from the lost space, asked about immortality as a mortal, spent three hundred years studying the Dharma and condensed it into a golden elixir, but he lost his Taoist companion Lian Xin to the turbulent flow of space. After twenty-nine thousand years of wandering, he experienced life and death disasters in the Chaos Sea, tempered his Taoist heart and sword intention in the ruins of the ancient gods, from the golden elixir to the refining of the void, and from the self-refining of the void to the Mahayana. Every breakthrough in the realm required paving the way with blood and sweat, and fighting for his life. ——The spiritual energy of this world is exhausted, and resources are extremely scarce. Killing people across ranks is nothing more than false legends. The level barriers are like a chasm and difficult to overcome. Every inch of cultivation after the Mahayana will take thousands of years and countless opportunities. During the years of casual cultivation, he entered dangerous dungeons seven times, and his cultivation level fell twice, but his Taoist heart became stronger; he met Qingya and Qingyun, his two direct disciples, and took "cultivate independently and stick to the original intention" as his training. He did not expect his disciples to achieve quick success, but only hoped that his Taoist heart would be intact; he founded the Jingxin Sect in the sea of ​​chaos, intimidating all directions with a Jingxin Sword, protecting his fellow disciples and all living beings, but he could not escape the catastrophe of heaven and earth. The world-devouring demon clan breaks through the boundary and comes, and the Xuanhuang world is in danger. He led the Jingxin Sect to join the Xuanhuang Alliance. In the blood-stained star field and the final battle, he witnessed the death of his disciples, the martyrdom of his comrades, the return of his soul to the ruins, and the immortality of his heroic spirit. After six thousand years of searching, he finally found an answer. He reunited with Lian Xin in the depths of the ruins. The two pieces of the chaotic lotus seal resonated, and the calm sword intention and the aura of the lotus intertwined. The two became lovers and comrades, fighting together against the true immortal-level demon. Millions of years of wind, frost, snow and rain, millions of miles of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Xuanli carried the legacy of his disciples and comrades in arms, stuck to his true heart in desperate situations, realized the great truth in the war, and finally broke through the Mahayana