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

Behind the grand Immortal Gates, a figure in a black robe, the Outer Domain Demon Lord, wrapped in a surging, dense cloud of Demonic Qi, descended, his thunderous roar echoing through the cosmos.


This sound, when it reached the ears of cultivators like Chen Dengming on the ground, resembled rolling thunder, forming an oppressive spiritual might that burdened their minds.


Chen Dengming and all the cultivators stationed in the Southern Battle Zone had just gathered together when they felt an immense terror pressing down from the high skies. Everyone's heart sank, feeling as though bearing the weight of a thousand jun, with a strong sense of suppression as if they were in a foreign territory that did not belong to their own Dao.


"How strong! Is the Demon Lord's prowess even greater than before?"


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