I Cultivated Immortality in the Magic Era

Lin Yuandu died during the catastrophe, and his soul traveled through the magical era. Fortunately, relying on his previous life's experience in cultivating Taoism, he set foot on the path to immortality again. It's just that in this magical world that advocates elements, there is something obviously wrong with Lin Yuan's painting style, which is devoted to the question of immortality. Others sit in meditation and sense the elements; he crosses his legs and exhales, drawing Qi into his body; While others recited spells and waved magic wands, he made magic with his fingertips and volleyed his sword in the air; Others brew potions and study alchemy, while he refines elixirs, takes medicine, and tempers his body to build foundations; ... Until that day, the sky split. Endless thunder clouds engulfed all directions, the elemental tide was completely out of control, and the aura that destroyed the world suffocated all the strong men in the continent. The eyes of the great magisters were full of despair: "The elements will destroy the world and the era will end." Lin Yuan stood up on his sword, facing the thunderous light in the sky, and said calmly: "You don't need to panic. This is just a disaster for me to become an immortal." Although the foreign land is different, the Taoist heart will not change. My dear Lin Yuan, I only wish in this life—— Asked about longevity.