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

At this time, Chen Feilin raised his head again and said, "However... Grandfather, although my father said to not be arrogant, my mother said that we should use our resources to practice cultivation lavishly. Those Loose Cultivators can't waste their resources, it's just their bad luck, they can't blame others.


Just like how my father, a mere mortal, cannot cultivate, that's also bad luck!


Chen Feilin's voice dwindled at the end, noticing an onset of gloominess on Chen Dengming's face, and, feeling a bit scared, he took refuge behind He Yingyu.


Being of like minds with her husband, He Yingyu quickly grasped Chen Dengming's growing anger. She surreptitiously took his hand, shook her head, and gently admonished him, saying, "Feilin is still young."


The cold look in Chen Dengming's eyes slightly diminished and his expression softened a bit. Patting Chen Feilin's head, he said gravely.


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