The towering Kunlun is the ancestor of all mountains.
Kunlun Mountain is the ancestral line of the East, and it is also the first sacred mountain in the prehistoric times.
In ancient times, Buzhou Mountain and Xumi Mountain stood side by side.
However, both of these sacred mountains collapsed and were destroyed in various calamities, leaving only Kunlun Mountain standing still.
At this moment, an auspicious cloud floats towards the main peak of Kunlun Mountain.
"No need to ride on clouds or drive a boat, you can travel around the world."
"The world will come to an end in a moment, and the rocks will be broken and the pines will wither in autumn."
A young Taoist priest in flowing white clothes stands on the cloud, chanting loudly when he is excited.
He was wearing a Taoist robe with Bagua moiré pattern, his face was delicate and handsome, he looked like an immortal and otherworldly.
"Ah, it's Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi! Senior Brother, please stay!"
Suddenly, a voice came from behind him, with a hint of surprise and surprise.
Yun Zhongzi looked back and saw a spotted finch approaching him as fast as a stream of light.
When he approached, the spotted bird suddenly transformed into a young Taoist wearing a black Taoist robe.
He is thin, with a dark complexion, and a pair of big eyes under his thick eyebrows that are particularly bright.
"Who are you?"
Yun Zhongzi looked at the visitor with a somewhat confused expression.
The young Taoist was stunned for a moment, then bowed quickly and said respectfully: "Shen Gongbao, a disciple of the Chan Cult, pays homage to Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi. I had a chance encounter with Senior Brother when I entered the academy thousands of years ago."
"It turns out to be Junior Brother Shen Gong, look at my memory."
Yun Zhongzi suddenly felt enlightened.
In addition to disciples of saints like him, Chanjiao also has some disciples.
They live in the Kunlun Mountains and practice Yuqing Taoism, but they have no status as disciples and can only consider themselves as disciples. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, they are sent down the mountain to establish a sect and spread the teachings.
This is how most of the immortal cultivating sects in Dongsheng Shenzhou and Nanfangbu Continent came to be.
Compared with the status of these disciples of the Chan Sect and the disciples of saints such as the Twelve Golden Immortals, they are as different as clouds and mud!
"Senior brother has not returned to Kunlun for a thousand years, so it is normal that he cannot remember it for a moment."
Shen Gongbao smiled and relieved Yun Zhongzi's embarrassment, and then said curiously: "Just now I saw that Senior Brother Guangchengzi and Senior Brother Chi Jingjing also hurried back. Could it be that something big happened?"
Yun Zhongzi shook his head, looked at Shen Gongbao apologetically and said, "I only know that Master is going to summon us. I don't know what happened specifically."
"I was just curious and asked casually."
Shen Gongbao smiled, bowed and said: "Senior brother, please go to Qilin Cliff quickly, so that the leader and saint will not wait."
"Well, junior brother, please do it."
Yun Zhongzi returned the gift, turned around and drove away on the clouds.
As Shen Gongbao watched the Fortune Golden Immortal leave, he couldn't help but see the Qilin Cliff at the top of the main peak of Kunlun Mountain, and his expression became a little sad.
According to legend, during the first calamity of the Long Han Dynasty, Shi Qilin fell here and his body turned into this Qilin Cliff.
Since joining Chan Cult, Shen Gongbao has never been on it, but occasionally he will get closer to see the supreme scenery of the first blessed land in the wild.
Thousands of old pines and cypresses, thousands of reed bamboos.
Strange flowers are fragrant, and Yao grass is auspicious.
Every now and then I hear the chirping of the cranes, and every time I see the phoenix flying.
At the top.
The purple smoke of Qingyun condenses into a mist, and the treasure palace of the Heavenly Palace stands on it.
The essence of Yuchen lingers, and the auspicious light of the sun and moon blooms.
Thousands of years old cypresses, lush green peaches and fragrant apricots, fill the palace palace.
The fragrance of innate spiritual essence comes to your nostrils.
The light of Yuqing’s merit rises into the sky.
Yuxu Palace!
That is the dojo of the saint who is the leader of Chanjiao!
It makes people feel fascinated and unable to extricate themselves!
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Yun Zhongzi lowered his cloud head and landed on Qilin Cliff, and quickly entered Yuxu Palace.
The saint's dojo is vast and boundless, like a world.
The sky is filled with auspicious clouds, auspicious light and auspiciousness; the ground is paved with white jade, spotless and clean.
Everything is beautiful, more like a fairyland than the legendary fairyland.
On the central Bagua stage, a figure sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, emitting immeasurable light and being obscured by the surging chaos energy.
At this moment, in the main hall, there are dozens of otherworldly and immortal figures, sitting cross-legged on futons in two rows.
The person at the head of the row on the left is an old Taoist with an unattractive appearance. He wears a double bun and a soap-colored Taoist uniform. There are bursts of glow around his body, and the fairy aura is floating in the air. The top of his head is spraying with colorful auras.
The one at the top of the row on the right is an old immortal with a bald forehead, white beard and hair, and a ruddy face. He holds a cane and looks kind and amiable.
Behind the two of them are Guangchengzi and Chi Jingjing, who are wearing the Eight Trigrams Purple Immortal Clothes. Behind them are the tall and burly Huanglong Zhenren, and the thin and skinny Zhenliu Sun...
Um?
Why don't you see two senior brothers, Yuding and Daoxing?
Yun Zhongzi suppressed the curiosity in his heart and watched the saint prostrate himself in reverence: "Disciple, see your master!"
"Get up!"
Yuanshi Tianzun, who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud bed, spoke with a calm and indifferent voice.
"Thank you Master!"
Yun Zhongzi stood up, walked to the farthest futon on the left and sat down on it.
After he sat down, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at the disciples in the hall and slowly said: "I called you here today because I want to see if anyone among you, besides Ran Deng and An Ji, can kill the three corpses. Insect, attain the great Luo Dao fruit.”
"this……"
When Yuanshi Tianzun talked about this, except for Ran Deng and An Ji, who were at the top of the list, all the other immortals tightened their expressions and showed embarrassment.
Yuanshi Tianzun shook his head and sighed: "If you delay it any longer, your doom will come..."
Upon hearing the word "catastrophe", all the immortals, including Yun Zhongzi, looked stern.
On the path of cultivating immortality, there is a calamity in three steps and a disaster in five steps. And the more advanced the path is, the more dangerous the calamity will be.
Guangchengzi, who was wearing the Eight Trigrams Purple Immortal Clothes, stood up and respectfully said, "May I ask Master, where does this calamity come from?"
Yuanshi Tianzun said: "You walked around the world during the time of the Three Sovereigns and the Five Emperors, earned a lot of merit, and became famous because of it. You achieved the reputation of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Explanation and Teaching, but you didn't know that this also caused trouble in the world of mortals.
A few days ago, Haotian came to visit and asked the twelve golden immortals by name to bow their heads to the heaven..."
"His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor declined the Jie Jiao Immortal who came to his door, but still named us as his vassals?"
Guangchengzi and others didn't know whether to feel ashamed or depressed.
Chi Jingjing said with a smile: "Since the master has declined, it is expected that His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor will not come again, right?"
Yuanshi Tianzun was noncommittal and said calmly: "This calamity is not as simple as you think."
As he spoke, he looked towards the two empty futons behind him.
"Yesterday, Dao Xing acted indiscriminately and murderously in Guixu, and formed a grudge against the disciples of Jie Jiao because of the three corpse insects... You haven't killed the three corpse insects for a long time, and you haven't achieved the Daluo Dao fruit. Soon, you will Death and calamity are coming."
Hearing this, Guang Chengzi and others were all shocked in their hearts.
Kill and rob!
One of the most dangerous disasters on the path to immortality.
If you are not careful, your body will die, your body will disappear, your body and soul will disappear.
And there are only two ways to survive the killing calamity, either you kill or you are killed.
"May I ask Master, how should we survive this calamity?"
Guangchengzi asked in a deep voice.
Several other golden immortals also looked at Yuanshi Tianzun expectantly.
Although the murder disaster is dangerous, if a saint comes to help, it will be much easier to overcome the disaster.
Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly: "It is hopeless for you to achieve the Daluo path in a short time.
However, the treasure under the ruins is about to be revealed. If you can get it, this disaster will be eliminated. If you can't get the treasure, you will have to face the disaster.
You can take care of yourself, so go ahead. "
"Thank you, Master, for your guidance."
All the golden immortals stood up and bowed in salute, then bowed and left.
After they left, Yuanshi Tianzun sighed softly, looked at the only remaining three people in the hall: Ran Deng, Nan Ji and Yun Zhongzi and said: "Although you are not worried about the imminent disaster, you still need to estimate the impending disaster. Proceed with caution.
In addition... Duobao and Jinling from Jiejiao have already arrived at Guixu. Guangchengzi and the others may not be able to do anything, so you should go there too. "
The three of them stood up and bowed together.
"Disciples must abide by the law."
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