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

The Supreme Daoist's eyes overflowed with blood, and within the Fengming Tao Domain he had created, this triggered a violent reaction between heaven and earth.


In the depths of the most magnificent central region of the Fengming Tao Domain lay a Daoist Realm personally forged by the Phoenix Cry Dao Monument.


Within that realm, the eastern and western skies held two suns, which were actually two divine beasts condensed from Dao Force—the Phoenix and the Vermilion Bird.


At this moment, the resplendent feathers of both divine beasts dulled, their entire bodies enshrouded in flames that suddenly weakened.


Streams of scalding flame and burning light shot forth from the Phoenix and the Vermilion Bird, falling into the Daoist lake below, igniting it like a giant fiery mirror, burning brightly and dazzling to behold.


453: Three Supreme Daoists of the New Realm! Confined in the Heavenly Prison