The Xiang Mountain of the Seven Mountain Alliance was covered in jagged rocks of grotesque shapes and waterfalls. It was tens of thousands of feet high, more than twice the height of the other six mountains.
Birds and beasts rarely visited the peak of the Xiang Mountain, and the snow was ankle-deep. However, amidst the white snow, there was a clear spring that was emitting hot steam. It meandered and flowed all the way into a small pond.
Around the small pond, there were flowers in full bloom, birds chirping, and fragrant flowers. In the center of the green field, there was a sparse forest that hid a quiet and simple courtyard.
In the courtyard, a middle-aged cultivator with a short black beard and a navy blue Daoist robe was leisurely drinking tea and playing chess. There was no one in front of him, and it seemed that he was enjoying himself.
Suddenly, the entire Vast Thousand Domains shook. The middle-aged cultivator stood up abruptly. His expression was no longer leisurely and carefree. He was shocked and horrified. This power was too powerful! It was too unimaginable!
He turned his gaze in the direction of the shaking and saw a purple glow connecting heaven and earth. Even though it was millions of miles away, it could not reduce its power. In the blink of an eye, the purple glow disappeared and turned into specks of purple light that floated down and enveloped the Vast Thousand Domains. Some of the specks even landed in the courtyard.
The middle-aged cultivator stretched out his hand to catch the purple light. However, the purple light was completely unaffected by him. It fell to the ground and disappeared without a trace.
He desperately used all kinds of ninth-level Daoist techniques and magic treasures that were infused with Primordial Spirit consciousness, but the middle-aged cultivator could only watch helplessly as the purple light slowly disappeared.
Thinking back to what he had felt just now, even though he was a Primordial Spirit Venerable, compared to this power, he was like a firefly trying to compete with the bright moon. There was no comparison at all. It had completely exceeded the level of his understanding!
There was actually such a realm in this world?! This level of cultivation?! The middle-aged cultivator mocked himself for being a frog at the bottom of a well. At the same time, his long-lost excitement was reignited.
All this time, he had thought that he had already stood at the peak of cultivation in this world and that there was no more room for him to advance. He had calmly waited for the Heavenly Tribulation to come and erase him, a Dao Stealer who could not tolerate the changes of nature.
But now, he saw the direction to advance. Although he could not understand that power, it told him that it was not a dead end ahead! How could he not be excited? How could he not be wild with joy?
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Masato Hori of the Seven Mountains Alliance sent a telepathic message to the Dharma Adepts under him, "Qing Qian, quickly bring your disciples to the place where the purple clouds rose up to investigate. Mmm, you must maintain a good attitude, lest you attract unnecessary trouble."
At the same time, Daoist Master Vast Sun himself also transformed into a streak of scarlet light, disappearing into the horizon in a few moments. He secretly rejoiced in his heart. Luckily, compared to his other three old friends, he had much fewer restrictions. As long as he didn't make a move, there wouldn't be much of a problem. For such a major matter, if he couldn't personally head over, he would probably miss out on such a rare opportunity.
As for Enlightened Master Ming Xia, Shui Qing Qian, she was already shocked by the purple light, but she did not have the same intuition as Masato Hori. She only felt that she was shocked, but at the same time, she understood how unbelievable it was to be able to shake the entire world!
Recollecting her thoughts, she received Hao Ri Spiritual Master's decree and brought along a few anxious golden core masters, Shui Qing Qian identified the direction and headed towards Zi Luo country.
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When the purple light went straight into the sky.
At the back of Mount Huomu, in a strange blue swamp, a similar blue ebony coffin flew up. There were nine blue chains on the coffin, extending all the way to the depths of the swamp.
The lid of the coffin suddenly popped open, revealing a white-haired old cultivator with a ferocious expression. But when he looked at the purple light, his eyes were filled with fear, panic, and uncontrollable joy and excitement. His expression was completely different from his own, as if he had seen the hope of escaping from a long nightmare.
As the old cultivator sent a telepathic message to the Dharma Adepts, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He flew out of the coffin and flew towards the direction where the purple light rose.
At the back of the main hall of the Fahua Sect, in a formation surrounded by golden statues of gods, a cultivator wearing a dazzling golden robe sat cross-legged. He looked solemn, with a wide face and big ears. His face was twisted from time to time, as if he was enduring something.
His eyes suddenly opened, and his pupils were full of golden incense. Through the layers of formations and buildings, he looked at the purple light in astonishment. His mouth was half open, and he could not close it for a long time.
Then his eyes flashed, and he directly stood up. He raised his hand, and a circle of eighteen golden statues turned into golden light and flew into his body, suppressing the golden light in his eyes.
As he sent a telepathic message to his disciples, he had already turned into golden light and left.
Behind the Water Moon Gate was the Mountain Water Moon Lake. On the small island in the middle of the lake, there were many white lotuses. A beautiful woman in a white dress was watching the flowers bloom and wither. She had a cold and indifferent face.
Her face, which seemed to never show any expression other than indifference, suddenly rippled. It was like a lake that had been calm for tens of thousands of years suddenly had a huge rock fall onto it. It was abnormally wonderful.
Watching the purple light rise and disappear, the woman's expression froze, and a fanatical emotion appeared in her eyes. She directly turned into light and flew away.
In the Poison Dragon Island, the Golden Wing Mountain, and the Thousand Eye Pond, the existences with long lives were also shocked by the purple light, and inexplicably panicked.
Three escape lights flew out, but they were all stunned in the air. They remembered that it was the land of the Human Tribe, and that the person just now was probably also a Human Tribe. They did not dare to go forward, and they could not resist, so they could only return gloomily.
Wen Nixi, who had just left the Ziluo Kingdom, had an expression that could not be described as wonderful.
How could it be? Wasn't that Zhushan? Could it be that the one who released this power was Shi Shi?! Could it be that he collected the seven true teachings and publicly preached to the world, just for this day?! This was the power that could make heaven and earth bow down!
Wen Nixi suddenly felt that she seemed to have missed an extremely great opportunity, and it was too late to regret it.
When she woke up, she immediately compared the "Ascension to Immortality" with the "Water Moon True Solution" over and over again, wanting to see what Shi Xuan had learned from it.
But after comparing, she gained nothing. She thought to herself, "Could it be that I really have to collect all seven great methods to summon the purple light …"
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Four tyrannical and vast primordial senses unexpectedly collided on top of Zhushan's head.
"Fellow Wu Mu, Fellow Jin Luo, Fellow Jingyue, you've also come?" Masato Hori said with some surprise.
Master Wu Mu snorted coldly, "Only you, Old Man Vast Sun, are allowed to come, and we are not allowed to go up the mountain?"
Knowing that Master Wu Mu had always had a bad temper because of his cultivation method, Masato Hori did not bicker with him. Suppressing his surprise, he said, "Lao Dao thought that the three of you were too busy." In other words, he did not expect that the three of you would be so heartless to pay such a heavy price to come here.
Zhenren Jingyue's tone was calm as he said, "This kind of opportunity, if I miss it, I don't know when I'll have to wait."
Master Jin Luo chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoists, there's no need to fight. Let's just share what we've obtained. I believe that the information that everyone can obtain is limited. If we don't work together, we'll only have bits and pieces of information in our hands. If something goes wrong, it'll be a big problem."
Master Wu Mu gave Master Jin Luo a puzzled look, "Old Man Jin Luo, you're not crazy, are you? You're actually asking us to share this kind of opportunity? Why don't you share your clan's Great Golden Body Mystic Art with this old man? "
Before Master Jin Luo could reply, Masato Hori rushed to say with a smile, "Fellow Daoists, everyone is clear about the feeling of that power. It far surpasses us, and it's really impossible to explore and move forward by ourselves. Since we want to take a step forward, we should put aside our prejudices and work together. Lao Dao believes that with your wisdom, it's not hard for you to see this point. "
Master Jin Luo originally had this intention, so he naturally agreed right away. Zhenren Jingyue coldly spat out two words, "Yes." Master Wu Mu saw that the other three had agreed, and if he was isolated, he would feel even worse, so he also nodded in agreement.
After exchanging information, the four Nascent Soul Daoists looked at each other thoughtfully.
"Zhushan Laozu, Meritorious Virtue, Purple Light, Viburnum Flower, Fine Rain, White Mist, Black and White Light, Heart-Cleansing Immortal Sound, Blooming Mountain, Auspicious Rays, Soaring Purple Clouds — these are the key points that Fellow Daoists discovered when they swept through the thoughts of those cultivators just now?" Masato Hori said with a frown.
Master Jin Luo nodded and said, "Yes, it should have been eighty years ago when a nameless cultivator appeared here and publicly taught Daoist techniques. Because the scope of his influence was limited by the nearby cultivation clans, it didn't go too far beyond Ziluo Nation, so we didn't notice it. The two sets of cultivation techniques he taught ranged from Body Forging to Golden Core. Although they were exquisite, there was nothing too special about them. Those cultivators were grateful for his kindness, and all called him Zhushan Laozu. "
Zhenren Jingyue said expressionlessly, "But seven days ago, Zhushan Laozu suddenly said that his Meritorious Virtue was complete and that he would give his last sermon. Thus, Purple Light, Viburnum Flower, and so on appeared one after another. It was only when the Black and Yellow Light and Black and White Light disappeared that the terrifying purple clouds wrapped around Zhushan Laozu and soared into the sky from the auspicious rays."
"It seems that the real key lies in the Meritorious Virtue and the content that Zhushan Laozu said at the end. Everything else was just a heavenly phenomenon on the surface." Masato Hori made a judgment.
Master Wu Mu said with a gloomy face, "From the looks of those cultivators that I swept through, they either only heard the hazy sound of the sermon or fell asleep while listening to the sermon. They didn't gain anything."
"There should be cultivators who really heard it, but there were too many people, so we could only let our disciples investigate one by one." Masato Hori sighed.
"Should we be ruthless to those cultivators?" Master Wu Mu suggested.
Master Jin Luo smiled bitterly and said, "If we anger that person, do you have the strength to fight back?" He pointed to the sky.
The three Essence Soul Venerables fell silent and didn't mention this matter again. In the face of Zhushan Laozu's terrifying power, they were like babies facing a fierce tiger.
"That's why we ordered our disciples to investigate carefully, but not to use methods that were too excessive. Let's focus on the Meritorious Virtue. What exactly is this Meritorious Virtue? " Masato Hori sighed and then looked at the many cultivators below who were wandering around Zhushan's peak as if they were on a pilgrimage. "It seems that many cultivators came to the bamboo hut and the Immortal Stone to seek fortuitous encounters."
The three Essence Soul Venerables nodded silently. What exactly was Meritorious Virtue? They could only guess from Zhushan Laozu's actions and the literal meaning.
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The purple rays of light dissipated bit by bit, and Shi Xuan's eyes lit up. He found that he had already returned to the Returning Dragon Temple. Lady Yu was resting her cheek on her palm and looking at him with a smile. Everything around him was exactly the same as before he went to the Seven Immortals Great World. It was as if the past hundred years were just a dream.
Thinking back to the Seven Immortals Great World, before he left, he deliberately used Lady Yu's power to show off and intimidate the four major sects. It was because he cared about the disciples' relationship with him that they could avoid the disaster of being killed that they couldn't resist.
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