The cranes chirp in the courtyard, and the clouds emerge from the flower peaks.
The scenery of the upper and lower peaks of Siling Mountain is a wonder.
Below it is covered with white snow, and the coldness has not yet melted; above it, the flowers and grass are growing, and the divine light is everlasting.
In the dusty and smokey land, the Immortal Palace is densely covered with dust.
Even if the environment is difficult, the aura of heaven and earth is rich. Even if it is difficult to climb the mountain, looking up at it is a holy relic.
Therefore, at the foot of Siling Mountain, there are still major spirit refining forces gathered together.
For nothing else.
Here, if you look up, you will see the Holy Palace!
The Holy Palace is the highest institution of learning in the eyes of the major spiritual masters in the five continents, a paradise comparable to the Guizhe Holy Mountain, and the place where a saint makes his fortune.
There is a saying: "In the beginning of the mysterious clouds, the foot of the Siling Mountain was called a different world. The old sage traveled through the ups and downs of the world. One blue and one yellow were immortals and sages."
At the foot of Siling Mountain, too many people have seen the legend from the mainland - the entry of a semi-saint into the world.
There are indeed semi-saints in this world.
But unlike the half-saints who are higher than human beings on Guizhe Holy Mountain, the saints on Siling Mountain are closest to the world of spiritual refining.
They walked from the bottom of the spiritual master, just like climbing Mount Siling, which reached into the clouds. Step by step, they reached the peak.
Just hearing about these holy miracles can give people endless motivation to practice.
Not to mention that there are indeed too many people at the foot of Siling Mountain who have seen the semi-saint enter the world and received guidance.
This is why the Holy Palace is the Holy Palace!
…
On the Siling Mountain, there is Thunder Peak.
A ray of colorful divine light rose up from the thundering peaks among the clouds and mist, disappeared among the clouds, and then...
"Boom!"
The sky shook and there was a loud noise.
Not only can the outstanding figures from various peaks of the Siling Mountain see it, but also the spirit refining forces and travelers at the foot of the Siling Mountain can hear and see it.
"Holy miracle!"
"This is a holy sign!"
Some people who visit this place for the first time are lost in admiration for the holy relics. Anyone who can set foot here knows that the thunder of Mount Siling day and night is a punishment from heaven and an attempt by a saint.
As for what the attempt was, probably no one knows.
After all, how can ordinary people secretly spy on the actions of saints?
However, just seeing the lightning catastrophe destroying the world, and then being judged by the holy power at the halfway point, such a majestic sight can make people feel quite enlightened.
The power of catastrophe is very attractive to those who are at the top of the Dao of Killing but do not dare to accept the "Nine Deaths Thunder Tribulation".
Therefore, there are people hidden everywhere at the foot of the Siling Mountain. If you grab them casually, you can find at least one Dao-Zhan level enlightenment person.
These people come here because they want to see a breakthrough.
There are winners and there are losers.
Even if the number of people who fail and fall is too high, it is still worth it for those who pursue the supreme way.
At least, here, you can observe the coming of the power of disaster several times every day.
But elsewhere, Zhan Dao is already at his peak.
Apart from the battle of life and death, who can be so kind and let outsiders observe and understand their abilities?
The thunder shocked the world, and was finally wiped out.
Birds and beasts return to their normal state and fly calmly.
After the chirping of the crane, the seekers on the Siling Mountain looked up and returned to the state of cultivation. Scenes like this are commonplace.
Thunder Peak, the main mountain.
This mountain is extremely high and majestic, but it is quiet and ethereal, as if it is a place where no one has set foot.
However, on the mountain behind, among the spiritual flowers and rare plants that are tens of feet high, and the peerless ancient trees that are hundreds of feet high, there is a very unique thatched hut.
The house was small, with white walls and no roof.
——White thatched hut!
The thundering rays of light came out from then on, and after stunning the world, they also disappeared from then on.
This is where the legend of Siling Mountain comes from, and the sacred relics of the White Thatched Cottage are also spread throughout the world.
Just because of this, the real dweller is half holy, and his honorary name is "Jinzhao".
No one dares to say his true name, but it will always be passed down in the world: Dragon Melting!
…
"Crunch~"
The white wooden door of the hut was suddenly pushed open, and the sound made was very harsh.
The door was only halfway through, and it seemed to be stuck. After two more blows, there was a "bang" and the entire door panel hit the ground heavily.
"Well?"
There was a sound of surprise inside.
Immediately, the hand that pushed the door was retracted, and an old man with black hair walked out.
It can be seen from the unkempt hair, filthy dust all over, and the faintly hidden bits of white in the burnt hands.
This old man should probably be white-haired, dressed in white clothes with an air of immortality, with fair skin and fair skin...
But now, everything is completely opposite.
"Failed again...ugh!"
Long Rongzhi sighed, but was suddenly choked by himself.
Immediately, his Adam's apple rolled and his mouth started to slurp.
"Ahem..."
"he~tui!"
A mouthful of sticky, black, unknown stuff was spat out. Only then did Long Rongzhi feel better and moved his hand.
The holy power guides the energy, and the spiritual energy turns into a spring.
After taking a few sips, he felt a little calmer and said with emotion:
"Sure enough, these elixirs that have not been subjected to the power of thunder punishment, even if they are exploded using the 'Jinzhao Condensing Pill Technique' and swallowed before they fail, it will not help."
"Thunder punishment will still strike, and the elixir will still be unpalatable."
"Even the trace of divinity that was there before was completely destroyed before it could become a pill."
"How to break it?"
He scratched his head anxiously.
It seems that this is a problem that has been bothering me for a long time and I still can't find a solution.
After staggering for dozens of steps outside, walking from the tattered and charred trees nearby to the tall medicinal plants with radiant light outside, Long Rongzhi turned back and walked between the white thatched huts. Lost in thought.
Look up at the sky.
The white thatched hut has no roof, making it easy to peek into the outside world.
The clouds of calamity are disappearing.
The fairy clouds are rising slightly, but the blue sky remains the same.
Exploding the furnace can't change anything in this world. Just a moment's fluctuation seems to be able to stir up a little excitement in this endless world.
"Not here yet?"
Dragon Melt whispered.
At this moment, the chirping sound of a crane finally reached my ears.
Outside Thunder Peak, under the guidance of the divine light, a man dressed in black stepped on the crane and landed gracefully at the door of the slightly burnt white thatched cottage.
This is a middle-aged man with a respectful face, thick black hair, and deep eye sockets, with a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle.
He has no eyebrows.
But the high cheekbones and brow bones are embedded in shadows. Even if there are no eyebrows, it does not affect the appearance of this fierce-looking man in the slightest.
"Master."
The man bowed slightly, with a respectful expression on his face.
"Xiao Lin is here?"
Long Rongzhi's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he beckoned: "Come in, come in, Master just has a question to ask you, that is, there is a flaw in the 'Violent Posing Holy Pill'..."
The corner of Mu Lin's mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he hurriedly said: "Wait a minute."
"Um?"
Long Rongzhi stopped and said happily: "Do you have a solution?"
"none."
Mu Lin stepped into the room, stood on one side, and bowed again: "We will study your various pills later. Don't be in a hurry. Why are you calling me here this time?"
He knows.
If he didn't ask the question himself, the master in front of him could stop him and ask him questions for three and a half days without stopping.
The key is that solving these trivial matters is of no use.
Today it’s the “Violent Posing Pill”, tomorrow it’s the “Super Congestion Pill”, and the day after tomorrow there’s the “Yiyi Overlord Pill”…
If the master could put this weird idea into studying the way of the Holy Emperor, it is estimated that hundreds of years ago, the strength should be able to go further.
But……
pity!
Mu Lin regrets that his master has become a semi-saint and has not made any progress in hundreds of years.
Jin Mingzhao was of the same lineage and was born to fight, but he went astray and put all his energy into alchemy. It was a waste of talent!
But this is his master, the master who has made him pee every time he was a child, like a father figure.
No matter how old and confused you are, as a junior, you can only let them go and don't disobey them.
"oh."
"There seems to be something..."
Long Rongzhi lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a long time. Finally, he remembered something and started to touch around on his body.
After a long time, he dug out a charred note from the inner button of his sleeve robe, with less than half of it left after being blown up. Then he stared at the note for a long time, "What is it?"
Mu Lin sighed, took the note, read it, and said, "Holy Kui paper...how did you explode like this?"
The Holy Kui tree is probably the medicinal tree in the world that is least afraid of Jinzhao's lineage.
Even if it is calcined with white flames, it won't be destroyed even if it takes less than half a day.
When Long Rongzhi heard this, he immediately became interested.
"Fried!"
"Violent breaking holy pill!"
"Yes, I wanted to ask you just now. Although this pill cannot help you become a saint, as long as you hold the divinity, the power of the explosion can be increased to several levels. This thing can save your life. Let's study it..."
"Master!" Mu Lin interrupted, "Have you also forgotten the Holy Kui Paper?"
"Um?"
Long Rongzhi tilted his head and gave a low question, his expression emotionless.
Mu Lin sighed: "Senior brother indeed left the palace decades ago and failed to fulfill his obligation to support you, but I am here!"
"You don't need to worry about those chores, I'll just take care of them."
"But this holy paper is the only way to contact you two. You can't forget this, right?"
Long Rongzhi turned his head and looked at the large bathtub surrounded by five people in front of him. He said nothing, looking like a very angry little old man.
Mu Lin continued: "It is indeed wrong that he has not sent you a message or come back to see you in these years. But because of this, the Holy Kui paper can still be delivered, which shows that the matter is serious."
He said, putting away the completely blackened half piece of paper, and inquired: "You must have read the content above. Now that it has been bombed, I can't see anything. Please tell me so that I can take care of it. ?”
"Nothing."
Dragon Melt didn't even look back.
Mu Lin sighed, it was always difficult for him to match the master he had at this moment with the master who was so illustrious decades ago and would violently kill someone at the slightest disagreement.
At that time, Master was worthy of the name "Long Rongzhi".
Now, at best, it's just a "that"...
But he was full of curses and did not dare to speak. Mu Lin pretended to turn around and said: "Master, if nothing happens, I will retreat first?"
"etc!"
Long Rongzhi immediately stood up and when he saw his apprentice turning his head to look at him, he twitched his lips and said, "I called you here this time because of the method of maintaining the divinity of the 'Violent Posing Holy Pill'. You go back and study this thing carefully. I will tell you the solution later."
"Yeah." Mu Lin nodded: "What else?"
"Your solution to the last 'Holy Roar Heart-Splitting Pill' has not been given to me yet." Long Rongzhi narrowed his eyes.
"Okay, my apprentice is almost here, she will give you the follow-up." Mu Lin said with a brow, "Then?"
"..."
After several breaths of silence, Long Rongzhi finally sighed.
"Then there is one more little thing... Something must have happened to your senior brother. You should investigate. He summoned us and found out that there is an apprentice named Xu Xiaoshou in the Eastern Region."
The words stopped abruptly.
After Long Rongzhi finished speaking quickly, he sat down again, looking at the alchemy furnace with an expression that said, "That's all, you can do it, I'm going to make the elixir."
"good."
Mu Lin raised the corners of her lips, and without asking any further questions, she nodded and turned around to leave.
He had already known that something happened to his senior brother, and he only waited for the master to tell him about it, hoping that it would melt the ice in his heart.
As for having an apprentice...
"Xu Xiaoshou, right?"
Mu Lin pondered, this matter is easy to handle, the problem can be solved in one sentence.
"Snapped!"
The wooden door was put back on.
Through the white thatched hut, Long Rongzhi looked at Mu Lin who was leaving quickly, and his expression became serious.
In his whole life, he had a total of two apprentices.
The eldest brother, Sang Qiye, and the second child, Mu Lin, were both the thorns in their hearts that were tortured from the beginning.
However, their development paths are completely opposite.
I thought that the boss, who had a relatively peaceful personality, would stay with me, but I never thought that the boy would be the first to leave, and even leave with hatred.
The second child, who is known for being sullen and ruthless, is actually the one who pays most attention to emotions.
Over the years, except for going out on missions, I basically served him in the Holy Palace, without any complaints, and never left.
"Xiao Sang..."
Long Rongzhi murmured a little absently, suddenly thought of something, stood up, and knocked the wooden door away with a bang.
"Holy Kui paper! Give it back to me, give it back to me!"
Mu Lin, who was riding a crane, didn't even look back: "At the door."
Long Rongzhi was startled, turned around, and kicked the door panel open. The blackened half piece of Holy Kui paper lay alone.
He picked it up like a treasure, took it back carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Just then.
"Boom!"
There was a muffled sound in the house, and then the surrounding temperature rose sharply.
Long Rongzhi's old eyes widened, and he realized that when he was lost in concentration, the liquid in the alchemy cauldron was out of control.
He tried to turn around to remedy the situation, but with a loud bang, a beam of divine light burst into the sky.
Then the sky thundered and rumbled.
A burning smell instantly spread from the surroundings of the white thatched cottage.
"Holy miracle!"
"God, it's another holy miracle. This time the interval is so short. The saint is taking pity on us again."
"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening."
At the foot of Siling Mountain, people looking up into the sky cheered again.
…
"Bai Zian."
"Yes, Master."
"I heard that you have a new female apprentice. Is her qualifications acceptable?"
In the spiritual residence, Mu Lin looked at the man in white.
This is his only disciple who has grown up, and he is currently the person in charge of Jinzhao's line among the four lines of the Holy Palace.
"Yes."
Bai Jian nodded and said: "Although she is born as a girl, she has a strong will and can bear the pain. She has a militant personality and is not inferior to others. She is not obsessed with alchemy. Master, don't worry."
Mu Lin nodded slightly, his face expressionless.
"I'm calling you here for two reasons."
He raised his first finger and said: "First, go to Guizhe Holy Mountain. There is a person you want to protect, named Sang Qiye. If you can't do it, come and see him."
Bai Zian was startled.
He knew that his master was resolute and vicious in his work, but in the past, when he assigned tasks, he had never had such terrible consequences!
This "mulberry seven leaves"...
After thinking for a moment, Bai Zian felt that the name sounded familiar.
"Saint slave?"
His heart suddenly twitched.
Isn't Sang Qiye the second-in-command of the Holy Slaves that has been rumored recently, and the greatest achievement of the Holy Temple's siege of the White Cave in the Eastern Region?
"Yes, your uncle."
Mu Lin said calmly: "Next time, be careful not to use the word 'saint slave' again. If your master hears about this, then just kill yourself."
"Well!"
Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on Bai Zian's forehead, "Okay... But, he is a saint after all... Well, after all, he was caught by the Holy Temple. How can you protect such a big thing?"
Mu Lin frowned when he heard this: "You ask me?"
Bai Zian was frightened and retreated.
"No, no, I'm just curious, that's all! This is something I should consider, and I will take care of it later."
After a pause, he quickly changed the topic.
"What about the second thing?"
…
Bai Zianling lives inside.
"Hua Shi."
"Yes, Master!"
There was a sudden shout.
The girl was carrying the Great Alchemy Cauldron, her big eyes widened with reverence.
Bai Jian closed his eyes, then rubbed his ears, opened his eyes and focused his gaze on the blood-stained Great Alchemy Cauldron on his disciple's back.
"You killed someone again?"
"No! Master!"
Hua Xi solemnly said: "There is a guy who is ignorant and treats the elixirs of my Jinzhao lineage as dirt. I have trained him and he is much more cheerful now!"
"You made the elixir, right?" Bai Qian sighed.
"yes!"
Hua Yi's sapphire-like eyes sparkled, and he added: "It's the 'Kong Ming Dan' newly taught to me by my master. As you said, the recipe comes from my ancestor, so it's from the Jinzhao lineage!"
Bai Zian was silent.
When she is silent, this disciple is a very refined woman, but this character...
She doesn't dare to be presumptuous in front of herself, right?
Bai Qian had heard that all her contemporaries in the Holy Palace, who dared not to buy her elixirs, had all been blasted and refined by the cauldron.
I don’t know if calling her out this time is really a good thing?
It shouldn't cause any trouble. After all, he wants to go out and experience it... After thinking about it for a while, Bai Zian made a decision.
"My master is leaving the Holy Palace and going to Guizhe Holy Mountain for a while to meet someone."
Before he could finish speaking, Hua Xi's eyes suddenly brightened: "How long?!"
Bai Qian: "..."
He gave the apprentice a hard shudder, "Don't even think about causing trouble! During this period, you also have tasks!"
"oh."
Hua Yi's eyes dimmed instantly and she pouted. She didn't like tasks, she liked to beat people.
"What's the mission?"
Bai Qian took out an envelope from his arms, held it very hesitantly, and finally handed it over and said: "Go to the Eastern Region, the Eastern Heaven Realm, find a person named Xu Xiaoshou, and give him this thing."
"Leave the Holy Palace?!"
Hua Hao raised her head, her big eyes full of excitement.
"Boom!"
Bai Qian hit his head hard again and cursed: "This mission was sent by your priest ancestor. Seriously, if you can't complete it, you will... you won't have to come back."
"No need to come back?" Hua Shi didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all and became even more excited.
Bai Xian's expression turned solemn: "You don't have to come back, it means you are expelled from the school."
"Well."
Hua Xi froze at this time, with a stern look on her face, and returned to ask: "Who is he? What is his name? What is the mission? Can you read this envelope? By the way, Eastern Region? Where are you going?"
Bai Qian: "..."
"One last time!"
He angrily slapped the confused girl on the head and said heavily: "Dongtian King City, find someone, Xu Xiaoshou, and give him the envelope!"
"Oh, Xu Xiaoshou, who is it?"
"Your master's master's senior brother's apprentice, the only apprentice. If you screw up on this matter, do you know the consequences?"
Hua Xi was stunned for a while. After lingering for a long time, she said in shock: "My uncle?"
"Your uncle!" Bai Qian roared.
"Oh oh oh."
Only then did Hua Shi realize the difficulty of the task.
Master's senior brother?
Well, this is a bit difficult to handle!
"Uncle Master...is also from Jinzhao's lineage? Is he easy to get along with? Is he as good-tempered as you, master, or is he the type of master with a gloomy personality? How old is he? Is he not scary? Do you eat or not..."
"Shut up!!!"
"oh."
Hua Xie immediately fell silent. After a long moment, she opened a gap between her lips and blinked: "How can I find him?"
Bai Zang was angry: "You ask me?"
"Oh, this is what I should consider, it's my mission, right?"
Hua Xie immediately slapped her chest and said tremblingly: "Okay, I will definitely complete the task!"
Then he seemed to be discouraged and his eyes lost their luster.
How can I find someone if I don’t have any information?
"I have to reveal some information. If he is like Master, I won't dare to get close..." Hua Yi couldn't help but speak.
"well."
Bai Zian sighed.
His master, Mu Lin, actually didn't give much information, just the name and location.
But being able to become the apprentice of his uncle, the senior brother he has never met...
No matter what, it must be very strong, right?
"Your uncle...that is, the Master Sang that I told you, is a genius who has crushed a generation of people in the Holy Palace, including your priest ancestor."
"His apprentice, no matter what, is better than your master and me. Since he is not famous in the world, it means he is a low-key person."
"But no matter how low-key you are, if your abilities are there, at least you will be famous."
"If you are looking for someone... Although the Eastern Territory is very big, you should be able to know everything about this kind of person after you go to the Eastern Heaven Realm and make some inquiries."
After all, Bai Zian was not as ruthless as his master Mu Lin.
He didn't say anything, just asked his disciple to carry out the task.
Except for the fact that Hua Shi is too bellicose, he is quite satisfied with everything else.
Especially the alchemy journey is doomed to have no future.
In this way, he no longer needs to be talked about too much by his master.
Semi-Saint Jinzhao was so obsessed with alchemy that Master Mu Lin rejected alchemy. Everyone in the Holy Palace knew this.
"Go!"
Bai Zian waved his hand, not wanting to say anything more.
He still has his own things to do, a big thing that he has to come back to if he can't finish it.
I don’t know if I can see this disciple again after this journey...
Uncle Sang...
well!
Things in the Holy Palace are already busy enough. Regardless of the results of this trip, I will be busy again when I come back.
Moreover, it is still stuck at the time when the Holy Palace Trial is about to begin.
Two words, difficult to handle.
"Okay!"
Hua Yi gave a heartless smile, jumped up and left as ordered.
The big cauldron carried on the back vibrated as the people jumped, making a dull sound every time, and there was a faint wailing sound.
Bai Zian was lost in thought and didn't notice at all.
"Shut up."
But his disciple's stern scolding fell on his ears, making him understand something.
After being stunned for a moment, Bai Zian became furious.
"Hua Shi, free me! Do you still want to refine people to death? It's simply lawless!"
