At the beginning of the game, you will live forever, and you will grow old forever

"Moo~" The big black cow took out their bandit three-piece suit and gave Chen Xun a hug.

They have five golden elixirs, and they can directly practice five sets of natal magic weapons. This three-piece set only takes up one golden elixir.

"Lao Niu, let's continue to strengthen suits and instruments, as long as they are wood attributes, they can be infinitely improved!"

Chen Xun said excitedly that they have discovered many secrets over the years, as long as the wood attribute is trained by their golden core.

They seem to be integrated with themselves, and the essence of all things fits together quite well, producing an inexplicable mutation.

Because of their physical strength, the period of weakness has become shorter. If the golden core is condensed in the body to practice the natal magic weapon, it will recover after a few sticks of incense, which is extremely strange.

Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu agreed that it was indeed the effect of health-preserving tea!

"Moo~" The big black cow grinned, it's good to stay in this kind of place, no one bothers to make trouble, they are still busy.

"Lao Niu, continue to stabilize the golden core while practicing, don't be impatient."

Chen Xunping smiled and said that after practicing a set of natal magic weapons, the golden core will fluctuate slightly, "Take every step steadily."

"Moo~" The big black cow nodded calmly, and rubbed against Chen Xun.

"Lao Niu, make it bigger and stronger, let's do it!" Chen Xun suddenly roared, looking at the wind and sand in the distance, his heart was filled with pride and ambition.

"Moo~~!!" The big black cow raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, with intense excitement in his eyes.

One person and one ox started to get busy again, planting crane spirit trees when they had nothing to do, and then cultivating them with the essence of all things.

They also planted more and more crane spirit trees in this desert, adding a lot of greenery to the land.

But this place has no aura, maybe after they leave, these crane spirit trees will gradually wither.

……

Time is passing quietly, Qianguo is changing with each passing day, its national strength is booming, and more and more people with spiritual roots are emerging in the mortal world.

Sitting in the world of cultivating immortals in the two countries, the vision of people from various sects is getting higher and higher, but the final victims are those with five spiritual roots.

The resources for cultivating immortals are limited, and the miscellaneous spiritual roots of the five lines have become less and less popular. Many big sects no longer accept such disciples, not even doing miscellaneous work.

Countless people with spiritual roots of the five lines disappeared like this. They married wives and had children, and spent a hundred years in obscurity in the mortal world.

However, if there are not so many obsessions, maybe being ordinary is also a kind of happiness and enjoyment.

In the Tianduan Great Plain, in an inconspicuous desert, a person and a cow are enjoying this kind of ordinaryness and happiness.

It has been 21 years since the death of the Crane Spirit Tree King. Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu are packing up everything. They seem to be leaving.

They continued to add 20 longevity points to their mana, and they were living in the world of cultivating immortals, how could they not add strength to their bodies.

"Lao Niu, prepare to return home." Chen Xun shouted outside the small house, surrounded by lush greenery, but the ground was a mess, full of traces of being burned by flames.

"Moo~" The big black cow was standing under a tree holding up the formation flag, and was covered with pots and pans.

Chen Xun sat in front of the house, his eyes gleaming, his fireball technique finally ushered in an enhancement, and improved it into a big fireball technique on the basis of the original...

Although he could directly practice a foundation-building spell, it would be better than the basic fireball spell casually, and it would be even more terrifying after adding spells.

But Chen Xun didn't have much interest. With the increase of his cultivation base, the corresponding spells could not be obtained at will.

If he is used to this feeling of reaching out for clothes and opening his mouth for food, then his journey of cultivating immortality will be meaningless and will come to an end one day.

For spells, he enjoys the process of learning and creation, and for the realm of cultivation, he enjoys step-by-step progress.

When he was in Panning City, he had said this to the big black cow, who told them to live forever, their mentality was very different from others.

"It's the cultivation method of this seat, with shallow knowledge, and there is no way to improve it for the time being."

Chen Xun shook his head talking to himself, but he felt a little proud in his heart, "It took hundreds of years to create a magic fireball, who will compete with it."

"Ximen Hei Niu, although your formation is ahead of me, but now... it's nothing more than that."

Chen Xun raised his head and looked at the big black bull in the distance. It also learned his own big fireball technique.

At that time, Chen Xun deeply remembered that this method made Da Hei Niu so excited that he burst into tears, and threw himself at him, saying that he would never dare to use formations again in battle.

"Moo?!"

A cow's cry sounded, pulling Chen Xun back from his fantasy. He looked at the big black cow, "Old cow, are you ready?"

"Moo~" the big black cow nodded, the flags of the Square Formation had been taken back, but they were badly damaged, and there was no stock left.

"Let's go."

Chen Xun smiled, put on the straw hat, and still had three iron fine mountain axes wrapped around his waist. Walking in the rivers and lakes, people should not feel that they can be bullied at will.

The big black bull also ran over, gave Chen Xun a hug, and then looked around.

"Lao Niu, keep this place as a coordinate."

Chen Xun smiled and said that he was familiar with this place, "If we want to cross the Tianduan Great Plain, we still need to make a lot of preparations in Qian Country."

The big black cow grinned and nodded emphatically. Fortunately, there was no head iron. They were so economical that they used up all the low-grade spirit stones and only had a hundred yuan left.

If you really crossed without thinking and didn't make any preparations, you might run out of mana and get lost halfway.

Now they have prepared everything, and all the magic weapons have been sacrificially strengthened, and they are quietly staying in the golden core world, brewing terrifying fluctuations.

And their magic tools have each enhanced the death energy of the 5-year Crane Spirit Tree, but they have not yet reached the limit of the water spirit formula after the mana bonus, and will increase slowly later.

However, the year when Chen Xun opened the mountain ax to strengthen was shared, which was much more troublesome than the black coffin of the big black cow. The crane spirit tree king reached the limit of 10 years and could no longer be cultivated.

Only the wood-attribute magical artifacts that have been trained by their essence and blood can continue to be strengthened infinitely.

The gangster suit has also been strengthened for thousands of years, and because of the training of the golden core, it has become quite soft and fit his body.

Even now with their golden core stage divine sense, they still can't see through it. This is the effect of thousands of strands of spirit vines spinning, and the quantitative change seems to have produced a qualitative change.

But to what extent they can strengthen, they are still trying, and they can only leave it to time.

But what grade their magic weapon belongs to, they don't know, and no one dares to know...

Under the scorching sun, two figures wearing straw hats walked towards the small house with their backs facing each other.

The jingle bells sounded, and their figures became more and more blurred, leaving only faint phantoms.

But what they didn't know these years was that the Zongmen of Zhiyang Prefecture and Kaiyang Prefecture had sent Jindan monks to investigate the vision.

In the end, they found nothing, there was no information about those two people at all, and the people who watched the battle had different opinions, and they couldn't find their footsteps, so they had to let it go.

……

Three months later, a certain border town in the west of Qian Kingdom, Bering City.

There are people coming and going here, vendors yelling constantly, and there is no shortage of sturdy people who walk the rivers and lakes. They hold weapons in their hands, there are people from the martial arts school of the rivers and lakes, and there are also bodyguards.

There are also some caravans coming and going in and out of the city, and many nobles are sitting in carriages without showing their figures.

From time to time, there are BMWs galloping on the streets, and there are also heroes leading horses. Although it lacks a sense of scholarly atmosphere, it also adds a sense of wildness to the border town.

There are many taverns and teahouses in the city, and there are constant yells and Mr. Pingshu, which is really lively.

A man wearing a straw hat and leading a black cow walked slowly into the city. They didn't have any magic power in their bodies, they were ordinary, and there was only a sense of peace in their eyes.