At the foot of Yuquan Mountain,
There is a gate in the style of an archway.
The sword light in front of the mountain gate suddenly stopped and turned into a middle-aged man, wearing a blue robe and wielding a sword at his feet. He stopped in front of the mountain and looked forward with a solemn expression.
The two sword lights behind him transformed into a middle-aged man and a woman respectively.
The man was short and fat with a majestic expression. The woman looked like she was only in her thirties. She was graceful, wearing blue clothes and carrying a white jade-handled spiritual sword on her back.
"Senior brother, why don't you pursue me?" the woman said.
The short and fat man also said: "Yes, why did you stop? After chasing for so long, we are about to capture that monster, but we can't let all our efforts go to waste."
Everyone was wearing the same clothes, obviously coming from the same place.
The leading man said solemnly: "Then you have to see where this place is."
"Where?"
The pudgy man didn't react for a moment.
The leading male Taoist pointed to the mountain gate.
The woman looked over and saw the three golden characters of Yuquan Mountain clearly written on the mountain gate.
"Yuquan Mountain?" The woman's expression suddenly changed.
When I looked up at the main peak in front of me, there was a hint of awe in my eyes.
The leading man nodded lightly, looked at the Yuquan Mountain surrounded by white clouds and said, "It seems that our Xuantian Sword Sect accidentally arrived at the immortal's dojo this time."
As monks who have practiced for many years, they are also more aware of the gap between themselves and the fairyland, and it would be even more remarkable if the owner of the mountain in front of them is really that person.
At this time, more than a dozen sword lights came flying towards them and transformed into a group of young men and women wielding swords.
"Master, uncle, why did you stop?"
A young disciple said excitedly: "The monster has been injured by us. As long as we finish his trial, the task of this trial will be completed. We can also return to the sect to receive the reward."
"We have our own reasons for stopping. Are you teaching us how to do things?"
The short, fat man said angrily: "If you keep chirping and disturb the immortal in the mountain, and cause serious trouble, I will strip you off, believe it or not?"
The young disciple was scolded and immediately shut up and looked at the leading man with an aggrieved look.
Unexpectedly, his master seemed not to have seen it, and just stared at the stone tablet at the mountain gate, frowning and thinking, without saying a word.
Unable to call for help, he had to retreat in dejection.
Sometimes people's joys and sorrows are not the same.
For example - now.
The short, fat man and the woman were both his uncles, named Chiyangzi and Shuiyunzi, and his master was named Lingxuzi.
At this moment, the disciple was scolded by Chi Yangzi and turned into a frost-beaten eggplant. He lowered his head and said nothing.
But Chiyangzi's words made the other young disciples look shocked and look at each other.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.
The word "Shangxian" was like a thunderbolt flashing through their hearts.
What is the ultimate goal for these hard-working Qi practitioners?
Become an immortal!
What is the Word, they do not know.
They have never seen what the immortal looks like.
It is said that thousands of years ago, the ancestor of their Xuantian Sword Sect may have successfully cultivated into a true immortal.
Apart from this, there is no precedent for anyone in their sect to become an immortal.
Up to now, the master master with the highest level of cultivation in their sect has only returned to the realm of virtual reality.
But now they know from the teacher's words that the mountain in front of them is an immortal dojo. Doesn't this mean that there is an immortal right in front of them?
Thinking of this, when they looked at Yuquan Mountain again, their faces were filled with awe and expectation.
I saw that this mountain is endless, with undulating peaks and ridges. A rough estimate is that it must be at least a hundred miles in radius.
Although they do not understand the art of geography, they can still see at a glance that the beautiful bells and bells of this mountain gather the aura of heaven and earth.
White clouds surround the mountainside, with towering ancient trees, waterfalls and strange rocks everywhere. From time to time, strange birds chirp, and the roars of strange animals echo among the peaks and ravines.
The key is that the richness of the spiritual energy of this mountain has reached an incredible level, beyond their knowledge.
The place where their master's school is located can be considered a blessed place.
But compared to here...
Forget it, let’s not compete, their sects are not worthy!
It is indeed the abode of gods!
All the disciples couldn't help but sigh, isn't this cultivation environment really good?
Even if it is a pig, if it stays in such an environment for a few years, it will probably develop spirituality, become a spiritual beast, and embark on the path of spiritual practice, right?
A few guys couldn't help but think about it.
Then they suddenly began to envy those rare birds and animals living leisurely in the mountains.
While the disciples were having wild thoughts, their three teachers also held an impromptu meeting.
The participants were none other than the three elders of the Xuantian Sword Sect.
"Senior brother, you must know that we must eradicate evil and eradicate the roots. This evildoer has caused harm to many people everywhere. God cannot tolerate it. Now that he has fallen into our hands, it is God's will that we subdue the devil."
Shui Yunzi frowned and said: "This time this monster was ambushed and injured by our joint forces. We must not let it escape, otherwise it will be a catastrophe for both the master and the world."
Chi Yangzi said: "Although Senior Sister Shuiyun's words are good, don't forget that this place is the dojo of the legendary immortal.
Although there was a reason for the incident, we were probably guilty of a big sin by breaking in without permission and disrupting the Immortal's Qing practice. "
Lingxuzi sighed: "That's all, let's report to the Immortal first and state the reasons. Whether we go or stay depends on the Immortal's will. What do you think?"
The other two looked at each other and nodded.
So they took many disciples and landed in front of the mountain gate from mid-air.
Lingxuzi straightened his clothes, clasped his fists and bowed towards the mountain, saying loudly: "Lingxuzi of the Xuantian Sword Sect, together with the juniors of the sect, has something to ask to see the Jade Cauldron Master."
Other disciples also followed suit and bowed with clasped fists.
After Lingxuzi finished speaking, he waited quietly with his fists clasped in his hands. At the same time, he considered every word in his mind to see if there was anything inappropriate in what he just said.
The time for a stick of incense passed quickly.
Chiyangzi whispered: "Senior brother, how come it has been so long and there is still no movement from the Immortal?"
After hesitating for a moment, he continued: "Is your voice too soft and the immortal didn't hear it?"
"Hush, be careful!"
Lingxuzi glared at Chiyangzi and said, "The Immortal has vast magical powers and powerful magic. Why can't you hear it? I'm afraid the Immortal already knew it when we arrived just now."
His voice was not loud just now, because his intention was not to demonstrate to others.
He just wanted to inform the owner here that they came to worship the mountain.
That's all.
Whether or not to see them depends entirely on the owner's mood.
Therefore, it is extremely important to control the volume of your mouth at this time. It is better to be light rather than heavy.
With the magical power of Master Yuding, there will never be a situation where you can't hear their voices. On the contrary, if your volume is louder, it is easier to make noises to the immortals and the sin will be greater.
What if the Immortal was disturbed while meditating? Wouldn't it immediately leave a bad impression on the Immortal?
After all, he didn't like being disturbed while meditating. If he was disturbed, he would have the urge to beat the disciple severely.
Upon hearing this, Chiyangzi looked up at the stone steps and path high into the clouds, and shrank his head.
Shui Yunzi pondered: "How about... try again?"
Lingxuzi looked at the mountain and nodded: "The junior Xuantian Sword Sect Lingxuzi asks to see the Jade Cauldron Master."
This time his voice was slightly louder.
At this time, the main peak of Yuquan Mountain is in front of Jinxia Cave.
Jade Cauldron is lying in the shade of the spiritual peach tree, living his life of a god comfortably, with a woven rattan chair under him, a pink and fresh spiritual peach in his left hand, and the Heavenly Book Jade of Eighty-nine Mystical Skills in his right hand. book.
Life is like this, what else can I ask for?
Yuding couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but he couldn't eat more of these spiritual peaches. One spiritual peach could provide the energy needed for body functions for half a month.
He doesn't know how to practice now, so he can't make reasonable use of the extra power in the spiritual peach.
If he eats too much, he feels a little stuffed and may also... gain weight!
As for the progress in Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques——
There was no gain, which also made Yuding quite frustrated.
But he would never doubt that it was his fundamental fault.
After all, this is the body of Yuan Yuding. How can the physique and bones of a golden immortal be inferior?
After much deliberation, could it be that the Eight-nine Mysterious Skills cannot be practiced by just anyone?
Yu Ding thought of a possibility. After all, there were so many disciples of the Chan religion among the original gods, but among the second and third generations, only Yang Jian was the only one who excelled after practicing this mysterious skill.
"There seems to be some noise from the mountain gate."
At this time, Qingyun, who was endorsing the book, looked at the cliff and said, "Master, are there any guests?"
There was no sound, why didn't I hear anything?
Under Tong'er's questioning gaze, Yu Ding said calmly: "Concentrate, memorize it well, and don't let these external objects affect your practice."
"That mountain gate..."
Qingyun looked like he wanted to see it.
"See it after you've memorized it." Yuding said in a deep voice.
If there was no one there at the mountain gate, wouldn't his sign and image of a master be destroyed on the spot?
On the contrary, if Qingyun is asked to read the book again after memorizing it, if there is no one there, it can be inferred that the visitor cannot wait and leaves. This is very reasonable and logical.
Qingyun didn't dare to say anything, so he had no choice but to endorse it.
Another stick of incense passed like this.
"Okay, let's go to the mountain gate and have a look!"
Yuding finally nodded and let Qingyun leave.
"Yes!" Qingyun felt like he was being pardoned. He chanted a mantra and pointed his finger at the ground, and a cloud suddenly appeared from the ground.
Qingyun stepped on the auspicious clouds and flew towards the mountain gate.
"Riding on the clouds..."
Jade Cauldron looked at this scene with some envy, and then looked at the Eighty-nine Mysterious Arts in his hand. Alas, what's the use of the Mysterious Arts that he can't practice?
Yuquan Mountain, at the mountain gate.
All the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect still kept clasping their fists and bowing, but everyone's face was a little bitter.
"Senior brother, I think... we'd better leave!"
Chiyangzi smiled bitterly and said: "After such a long time, there is no movement from above. The Immortal must not want to see us, and it is not the test you mentioned.
Besides, so much time has passed, and the monster has already disappeared, and we can’t catch up with it. "
"Alas!" Lingxuzi sighed and was about to nod.
Suddenly his pupils shrank and his eyes lit up.
I saw a cloud suddenly floating down at the end of the stone path surrounded by clouds and mist.
There is a child in green clothes with red lips and white teeth on the cloud.
Qingyun looked at everyone and said, "Who are you?"
"I have met Xiantong. We are disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect. I am Lingxuzi. These four are my junior brothers and sisters..."
Although Lingxuzi's cultivation level is much better than Qingyun's, he doesn't dare to show off as a strong man.
Qingyun said: "Then why do you come to my Yuquan Mountain?"
"That's it, Fairy Boy, a few of us will lead this group of disciples here for a trial."
Ling Xuzi said: "Later I met a monster and chased it here..."
A moment later, in front of Jinxia Cave.
"What, the monster ran into Yuquan Mountain?"
After hearing the report, Yuding, who was lying down, sat up suddenly and was stunned for a moment, not quite believing it.
The monster ran into Yuding's house... These words gave him the same feeling as hearing a mouse running into a cat's house.
