Wandering Man

【Pure Immortal Heroic Fantasy, infused with both immortal intent and gallant spirit, refining insights on human relationships, seeking immortality, more than thirty thousand reservations, averaging nine thousand】
Forever reminiscing rivers and lakes under silvery hair, desiring to return to the cosmos in a simple boat.
Peach and plum blossoms in the spring breeze, a cup of wine; rivers and lakes in the night rain, a lantern for ten years.
Chen Dengming stepped into the chaotic world of rivers and lakes, only reaching the Innate Realm in his twilight, but Innate Martial Arts wasn't the ultimate destination of his heart's rivers and lakes, it was to cultivate for longevity that marked the beginning of his dreams.
If practicing Kung Fu can prolong life, then cultivating the Dao can certainly point directly to immortality.
Practicing martial arts, refining Gu, cultivating Dao, seeking longevity... This is a story about an ordinary traveler stepping into rivers and lakes, into the World of True Cultivation, seeking the path to immortality one step at a time.
Read about cultivation in the twilight years, savor the vigorous life! Young reader, you truly understand cultivation!
...This book was formerly titled "Late Bloomer: My Immortal Life"!
(The author has previously completed a nearly five million word, eighty thousand high reservation three-star martial arts masterpiece, "Indestructible Mighty Fortress Leader," rest assured and enjoy)

In my twilight years of cultivating, I became a Supreme Daoist of the Longevity Path

"Strange? What kind of enemy has her so riled up?"


Gao Lingxiao raised an eyebrow, equally surprised by the commotion coming from the distance. She was on high alert.


The lights of swords and blades closed in on the fourth array battlefield, one after the other.


Chen Dengming turned to Qiao Zhaoxian who seemed to be halted outside of the array barrier, smiling as he asked.


"Brother Qiao, what's going on? Is this array hard to break?"


With a flash of the sword, Gao Lingxiao, dressed in a lake-green robe, appeared, her expression puzzled.


Qiao Zhaoxian had stopped his moves as soon as Chen Dengming and the others arrived.


At this moment, he pretended to be calm, but his clearly disgruntled face and slightly tousled hair exposed his embarrassing situation from earlier.


209: Body Cultivator! Sword Cultivator? Can it withstand a blow from Chen Baimao? (Extra for Monthly Tickets)_2