More than 200,000 years ago, the Jiuyan Mountain Range, also known as the Thousand Fire Mountains, stretched for hundreds of billions of miles. There were more than 30 forces, and the Jiuyan Sect was just one of them.
The Jiuyan Sect was originally just a medium-sized sect. A disciple with the body of Tianyan appeared. He cultivated to the integration stage in less than three thousand years. The Jiuyan Sect adopted a strategy of making close friends and attacking far away, and its territory expanded rapidly.
Less than 20,000 years later, the Jiuyan Sect unified the Qianhuo Mountain Range, and the Qianhuo Mountain Range was changed to the Jiuyan Mountain Range, becoming the headquarters of the Jiuyan Sect.
A group of Jiuyan Sect disciples were patrolling, led by a medium-sized young man in red.
"Someone is coming."
The young man in red spoke, then stopped, and the others also stopped.
A ray of green light appeared in the distant sky, and the flash stopped, revealing a flying boat with green light flowing continuously.
Hundreds of monks stood on the blue flying boat. A tall young man in a blue shirt and a plump woman in a red skirt stood at the front, and Li Changqing stood behind them.
"Junior Chen Ming, please pay your respects to Senior Li."
The young man in red bowed and saluted with a respectful expression.
"We were invited by your Jiuyan Sect to come and participate in Xu Daoyou's Void Refining Celebration."
The young man in blue shirt said.
"Brother Yuntao, are you leading the team this time?"
A cheerful male voice came from the distant sky.
As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening dragon roar sounded, and a huge wind dragon flew from a distance. It flashed and stopped, and Li Dong smiled.
"We haven't seen each other for many years. Fellow Daoist Li and Mrs. Li have entered the late stage of Void Refining. Congratulations!"
The girl in the white dress said, her face filled with envy.
Wang Ruobing, in the middle stage of Lianxu, she and Li Dong led the team to participate in the celebration of Jiuyan Sect's new Lianxu.
"We just made a breakthrough not long ago. Fellow Daoist Li's Wind Dragon has advanced to the mid-sixth level and is stronger."
Li Yuntao smiled.
"We heard that last time in the Qingli Mountains, Fellow Daoist Li's wind dragon almost killed the Void Refining monks of Yinluo Sect. Fellow Daoist Li merged with the wind dragon. I guess there are not many fellow Daoists who are your opponents."
The woman in the red dress spoke.
Lin Zheng, Li Yuntao's Taoist companion.
"Mrs. Li is ridiculous. Sixth-level dragons are not invincible. You, on behalf of the Li family, came here to celebrate your birthday, probably to meet True Lord Golden Lotus!"
Li Dong said with a smile.
Li Yuntao and Lin Zheng are the cultivation monks trained by the Li family, and they are well-known.
Li Yuntao nodded and said: "I have heard about Jinlian Zhenjun for a long time, but I have never seen him in person."
"Since I have never met Fellow Daoist Song, don't miss it this time."
A cheerful male voice came from the sky.
As soon as he finished speaking, a large amount of golden flames emerged in the sky, suddenly condensed, and transformed into a tall man in a golden shirt, with a faint golden light shooting out of his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, you have advanced to the late stage of Void Refining! Congratulations!"
Li Dong opened his mouth to congratulate.
"Brother Yican, long time no see."
Li Yuntao said hello.
"Come in and talk! I'm waiting for you to come over."
Chen Yican's warm tone led them deep into the Jiuyan Mountains, while Chen Ming continued to lead patrols.
Not long after, Shen Long and his party appeared above a rolling red mountain range. The fire spirit here was particularly abundant, and a large number of buildings and immortal cultivators could be seen.
There are many peaks competing for beauty, among which nine peaks are extremely majestic.
Chen Yican sent people to arrange accommodation for the Li family and the monks from Qianlingmen. The monks from Qianlingmen lived in Qianlingyuan, which covers an area of 10,000 acres.
"You guys have a good rest and don't run around. Jiuyan Sect disciples will come over tomorrow to invite you to a party."
Li Dong ordered.
"Yes, Uncle Li."
Shen Long and others agreed and left one after another.
There are many attics in Qianling Garden, all named after spiritual animals and birds. Shen Long lives in Jinpeng Pavilion.
Shen Long walked into the practice room and meditated to adjust his breathing.
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A quiet manor, with pavilions, waterside pavilions and corridors.
A fat old man in golden robes sat in a golden stone. The old man in golden robes was fair and fair, and his eyes were squeezed into thin slits by the fat.
A girl in a golden dress with picturesque features stood aside with a respectful expression.
"Chen Yu, this celebration has attracted many god-transformation monks from various factions. You should have more contact with god-transformation monks from other factions to see if there is anything I am looking for."
The old man in gold robe ordered.
True Lord Golden Lotus, in the late stage of refining the void.
"Yes, Master."
Chen Yu agreed and looked respectful.
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Early the next morning, a group of Jiuyan Sect disciples came to Qianling Garden, led by a tall, thin young man in a green shirt.
"Liu Wei, Senior Sister Zhao and the others have been waiting for a long time. They are waiting for you."
The young man in green shirt cupped his fists and said.
"Then I'll trouble Brother Dao Liu to lead the way."
Wang Yulong said.
Liu Wei nodded, and they took Shen Long and others out of Qianling Garden and came to the sky above a towering golden tree.
There are some flame-like lines on the trunk of the golden tree, which is a hundred feet high. Zhao Yuqian and other hundreds of god-transformation monks are each sitting on a wide golden leaf.
"Golden Yanshu!"
Shen Long recognized the origin of the golden tree. This kind of tree usually grows in volcanic areas. It grows one foot in five hundred years. This golden tree is at least fifty thousand years old.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, Fellow Daoist Shen, you are here, please take a seat."
Zhao Yuqian's tone was warm.
Shen Long and others responded, each sitting on a golden leaf.
A team of alchemy monks came over, gave each person a pot of steaming spiritual tea, and then retreated.
"Fellow Taoists, try our Jiuyan Sect's exclusive spiritual tea, the Mysterious Fire Robe."
Zhao Yuqian said.
Shen Long picked up the teapot and poured a cup of spiritual tea. The tea was red, like a ball of flames.
He took a sip and felt a ball of flame burning in his mouth. The tea fell into his stomach, as if there was a ball of flame rising in his abdomen.
Not long after, he felt warmth all over his body, followed by heat. His face turned red and his skin turned blood red, as if he had fallen into a pool of earthly fire.
He glanced at the others and saw that they had the same symptoms.
After a while, the burning feeling disappeared and was replaced by a refreshing feeling.
Shen Long could clearly feel that a large amount of spiritual consciousness poured into the sea of consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness became much stronger.
"Yes, good tea."
Shen Long praised.
"The growth cycle of the Xuanhuo Robe lasts for five thousand years. It has the effect of dispelling fatigue and strengthening spiritual consciousness. If I hadn't caught up with Master Xu's Void Refining Ceremony, it would be difficult for me to drink this tea."
Zhao Yuqian said with a smile.
"Fairy Zhao, everyone is here! Let me introduce you!"
Li Yunpeng said.
"Most of the fellow Taoists present don't know each other. Let's tell each other our names! My little sister Zhao Yuqian."
Zhao Yuqian said with a smile.
"Little sister Chen Yu."
Chen Yu reported his name.
Shen Long and others reported their names one after another, indicating that they knew each other.
"Xianzi Chen, are you also a fortune teller?"
Li Changqing asked curiously.
(End of chapter)
