The gate of Manghuang Mountain is still majestic. On the tall mountain where Qin Fengming once lived for a month, there is an endless stream of monks. But it shows that Manghuang Mountain is now more prosperous than before.
At this time, it is only more than thirty years since the War of the Three Realms. In the world of immortal cultivation, everyone is in danger and is working hard to improve their own strength, whether it is refining magic weapons, talismans, or even Whether it is refining a magic circle or a puppet, Manghuang Mountain is the first choice for casual cultivators.
This is not only a guarantee of reputation, but also a guarantee of quality.
Compared with those half-baked so-called masters in the world of immortality, Manghuang Mountain is undoubtedly more professional.
There is a place in Manghuang Mountain, which is a hall specially set up to receive fellow practitioners in the world of immortality. This main hall is located five miles within the gate of Manghuang Mountain. If you want to enter from the main entrance of Manghuang Mountain, you must pass through this hall.
At the same time, this hall is also responsible for the entry and exit procedures for monks from Manghuang Mountain.
At this time, in front of the main hall gate, there were hundreds of monks wearing various costumes, forming five columns, extending to the edge of the square. Among them, Chengdan monks accounted for the majority. These monks undoubtedly came here to do business with Manghuang Mountain.
Qin Fengming originally followed his master Zhuang Daoqin and many of his fellow disciples to the Tianyan Mountains, so the formalities could not be completed. This time I returned alone, so it was appropriate to go through the formalities.
Lowering his figure in front of the main hall, Qin Fengming did not stand and wait with the casual cultivators. Instead, he walked around everyone and walked towards a side door next to the main hall.
"Haha, look, another comrade is in trouble. This is the fifth comrade today."
"Manghuang Mountain has always had strict rules to prevent any backdoor practices. It seems that this young monk will have difficulty achieving his wish this time."
"That's not a good idea. It saves one person from having to compete with us for the two hundred places per day."
Qin Fengming smiled at the people's comments. It seemed that these monks regarded him as someone who came to Manghuang Mountain to do business.
But just when Qin Fengming was about to enter the small door, a voice suddenly appeared in his ears: "Fellow Taoist, are you Young Master Qin of Manghuang Mountain?"
After hearing this, Qin Fengming immediately stopped, turned around, and looked at where the group of cultivators were standing in the distance. At this time, an old man with white beard and hair was looking at him with surprise on his face. This man is of medium build, with a face as good as a crown jade, but his appearance is extremely immortal.
Judging from his cultivation level, he is already at the peak level of becoming an elixir.
"Is this fellow Taoist talking to Qin?" Looking at the person in front of him, Qin Fengming didn't recognize him and couldn't help but said with a confused look on his face.
"Ah, it is indeed Young Master Qin. Young Master does not know Huo Mou, but there is one thing that Young Master Qin must not have forgotten. When we were in the Tianyan Mountains, someone once sent a message to Young Master, saying that there was a land of fire. I wonder if the young master is still impressed?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Fengming couldn't help but be shocked. When he was in the Tianyan Mountains, he was besieged by more than twenty Chengdan monks. Seeing that it was no longer possible to escape, at that critical moment, it was... Suddenly I heard a voice transmission.
Qin Fengming was informed of the fire area, and it was precisely because of that sound transmission that Qin Fengming finally survived. It can be said that without that sound transmission, Qin Fengming would have definitely fallen into the Tianyan Mountains at that time.
The old man who conveyed the message was no different from Qin Fengming's savior.
Since then, Qin Fengming wanted to find the Taoist friend who transmitted the message and wanted to express his gratitude to him, but he was in such a hurry that he failed to ask the name of the old man who transmitted the message. This matter has always been in Qin Fengming's heart.
As soon as he thought of this, Qin Fengming's figure suddenly moved, and with two swings, he came to the old man. Without waiting for the old man to say anything, he knelt down and worshiped.
"My benefactor is here, Qin Fengming has come to pay tribute to his benefactor." As he spoke, there were three crisp sounds, and he kowtowed three times with his forehead touching the ground.
Faced with Qin Fengming's move, not only the old man surnamed Huo, but also everyone in the square were stunned on the spot almost at the same time. Naturally, no one was shocked by the young man's move in front of them, but the words "Qin Fengming" made everyone have some thoughts.
Who is Qin Fengming? That was the young master of Manghuang Mountain.
Not to mention they are just Chengdan monks, even if a Transformation Infant monk comes to Manghuang Mountain, it is hard to say that he will be able to meet the legendary young master of Manghuang Mountain.
At this time, not only was the young master of Manghuang Mountain right in front of him, but he was also bowing down to a fellow disciple. This really shocked the hundreds of monks present.
"It's time to kill Huo. Young Master Qin, hurry up and get up. Huo really deserves to be told by his benefactor." After a full moment, the old man surnamed Huo in front of him regained consciousness and hurriedly helped him with both hands. Qin Fengming was kneeling on the stone ground.
"Things happened in such a hurry that Feng Ming failed to ask for the name of his benefactor in detail. After escaping from trouble, Feng Ming didn't know where to look for his benefactor. Unexpectedly, he met his benefactor here. This is not the place to talk, please. Follow Feng Ming to the cave for a talk."
Just when Qin Fengming knelt down to worship, not only the hundreds of monks in the square, but also the dozens of Manghuang Mountain monks in the main hall also left the main hall and looked here with confusion.
At this time, everyone in the square was in an uproar. Several Chengdan monks who had originally laughed at Qin Fengming now looked ashamed.
Qin Fengming stood up, took the old man surnamed Huo by the hand, and walked straight towards the main hall.
"Ah, it turns out that Young Master Qin is back."
Before Qin Fengming came closer, the discerning monk recognized Qin Fengming and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Although Qin Fengming did not stay in Manghuang Mountain for a long time and did not go out for a walk, all Manghuang Mountain disciples already knew the appearance of the young master of Manghuang Mountain.
Although thirty or forty years have passed, Qin Fengming's appearance has not changed at all. After everyone took a moment to identify him, they all recognized him immediately. So they all came forward to salute.
"Haha, fellow disciples, there is no need to be polite. Qin went out for a trip and returned to the sect today, but I don't know what procedures need to be completed?" Looking at the fellow disciples who were all bowing and saluting, Qin Fengming smiled slightly and hurriedly cupped his fists and cupped his hands.
"Young Master, you don't need to go through any formalities. With the Young Master's token, you can pass without hindrance. How about letting Huang lead the way?"
A middle-aged monk who seemed to be the leader took two quick steps, came to Qin Fengming, and spoke respectfully. Judging from his clever expression, you can tell at a glance that he is a well-rounded person.
"Ah, that's it. Thank you for the advice. There is no need to lead the way. Fellow Daoist Huang should stay here and take care of these fellow travelers from far away."
After saying that, Qin Fengming led the old man named Huo directly around the main hall, took up the escape light, and flew towards the depths of Manghuang Mountain.
