The Wuliang Mountain where the Taoist Master cultivated was located in the eastern region of the Immortal Realm. It was not far from where Fang Xing and the rest were staying. Once again, they boarded the jade chariot. The Immortal Luan was the carriage, and the drums sounded. They flew across the sky in a grandiose manner towards the Wuliang Mountain. Along the way, they passed by countless mountains, rivers, and prosperous cities. After about half a day, they arrived at a dense withered forest. After flying through the forest for a long time, their field of vision suddenly widened, and they saw a stretch of Immortal Mountains and peaks. It was filled with dense fog and Immortal Qi, and there were many strange flowers and plants that competed with each other in beauty. At the foot of the mountain, there was a huge archway with the words "Wuliang Mountain" written on it. There were several Yuanying Immortal Generals standing guard around it!
"The esteemed guests have arrived. Open the Immortal Gate quickly …"
The Taoist, Yu Jizi, was very excited. When he arrived at the archway, he hurriedly shouted and ordered the Immortal Generals to open the gate.
As for the other monk, Bu Chen, and the demoness, Yao Tao 'er, they were obviously a little indifferent, and they kept looking back …
"The Taoist Master is preaching Dao at the back of the mountain. Esteemed guests, please get off the chariot!"
Although the few Immortal Generals were only guarding the gate, their cultivation was at the peak of Yuanying. They were extremely powerful. At this moment, when they saw Fang Xing and the rest, they were also gloomy and expressionless. They only shouted in a low voice and separated to the left and right!
Fang Xing and the rest got off the jade chariot and, accompanied by Yu Jizi, entered the archway. However, at this moment, one of the Immortal Generals who was guarding the mountain suddenly walked forward with a purple gold wooden plate in his hand. He said expressionlessly, "Esteemed guests, if you want to enter the Wuliang Mountain, you have to follow the rules of the Wuliang Mountain. You are not allowed to bring your Small World into this place. Please leave it here and let me take care of it. When you come out, I will return it to you!"
"Leave my Small World behind?"
But Fang Xing was suddenly startled and stopped his footsteps.
Even Lu Sou and Ao Lie suddenly stopped at this moment and frowned.
A small world was such a treasure that it could almost be regarded as the world's top Dharma treasure. Not all Genuine Immortals had one, especially Fang Xing's small world. It had been modified by Lu Sou countless times and expanded several times. It was no longer what it used to be. Although it was not necessarily comparable to the Great Golden Crow's small world, it could be regarded as a first-class small world. It could be said to be the most precious Dharma treasure he had. But now, before entering Wuliang Mountain, this Immortal General actually wanted him to stay. This was really forcing him!
"Ugh, it's my fault. It's my fault. I really forgot about this …"
Yu Jizi came to a sudden realization and hurriedly bowed. He smiled bitterly and said, "Wuliang Mountain does have such a rule. It's just that this small world is a treasure that not many people have, so I forgot about it. Fellow Fang, don't worry. You just need to leave the small world here. After visiting the Sect Master, you will naturally hand it over with both hands. There won't be any problems. If it really doesn't work … I will look after it for you."
On the other side, Monk Bu Chen and Yao Tao 'er both smiled at this moment, as if they were gloating.
Fang Xing glanced at the anxious Yu Jizi, then at the unmoving Immortal General who was obviously unwilling to let him go. He smiled softly and shook his head. "Forget it, it's just a small world. It's not worth anything. Just leave it here!"
After saying that, he gently removed the skull from his waist and threw it onto the wooden plate.
The Immortal General and the others were slightly stunned, as if they did not expect him to be so straightforward. They bowed slightly and made way for him.
"Thank you for your understanding, fellow Fang …"
Yu Jizi was filled with gratitude. He sighed softly and invited Fang Xing and the others to enter.
It was clearly just a memorial arch that didn't seem to be anything special, but when Fang Xing and the others took a step in, they were immediately greatly bewildered. The two men and one dragon practically raised their heads at the same time, and lightly exclaimed. It turned out that when they stepped into this memorial arch, they immediately felt the immortal qi around them become ten times denser, and they practically didn't need to breathe for strands of immortal qi to naturally circulate throughout their bodies, cleansing their bodies and minds, and even their spiritual power started to lightly vibrate and slowly increase. It was simply like a dream, as if they were directly immersed in immortal liquid …
"If we can cultivate here, then … then this is simply like a dream …" Lu Sou could not help but speak softly.
There was a hint of intoxication on his face. Even Fang Xing's heart could not help but beat wildly.
Even Fang Xing's heart could not help but race a little. If the density of the Divine Qi in this fairyland was ten times that of the top grotto-heavens in Tianyuan, then the density of the Divine Qi in Wuliang Mountain was more than a hundred times that of the other places in the fairyland. For cultivators, this was simply a grotto-heavens that they could only dream of. It was foreseeable that since the Divine Qi in this place was so dense, cultivating here would naturally be twice the result with half the effort. If it would take thousands of years in other places, it might only take a few years here …
Especially when one had attained their level of cultivation, cultivation was even more difficult. So, when they arrived at this Celestial Realm, they were like fish in water!
"Haha, fellow Taoists, the Taoist Master is currently preaching at the back of the mountain. Come with me!"
Yu Jizi also took a few deep breaths. Then, with a face full of smiles, he led the way.
None of them rode on the clouds. They only walked along the stone path in the mountains. The deeper they went into the mountains, the denser the Immortal Qi became. There was an indescribable sense of comfort. They could not help but think that the longer they walked on this path, the better. They wished that they could never reach the end. In a place with such dense Immortal Qi, even if they walked for the rest of their lives, it would be a great thing for cultivators like them …
As their gazes swept across the mountains, what they saw shocked them even more. In places with dense Immortal Qi, there were naturally more spiritual beasts and herbs than in other places. Fairy birds, jade rabbits, ganoderma, and snow lotuses could be seen everywhere like ordinary weeds and flowers. They dotted the cracks between the rocks and the mountains, arousing Fang Xing's desire to rob. He clenched and unclenched his fists. Yu Jizi, who was leading the way, thought that he was nervous, but he did not know that he was forcibly suppressing his desire to rob …
They stepped on the stone path, crossed the ladder, and crossed the Immortal Crossing Lake. After walking for three hours, they finally arrived at the back of Wuliang Mountain. They saw the strange scene in the valley in front of them and heard the mysterious scriptures floating in the mountains. Everyone was stunned. The scene in front of them was exactly the same as what was recorded in the ancient records.
The scene in front of them was exactly the same as what was recorded in the ancient books. In the valley, dozens of people were sitting cross-legged and listening attentively. There were men and women, old and young. Judging by their cultivation, more than half of them were in the Crossing Calamity Realm. They were obviously powerful enough to dominate a region. But at this time, they all looked solemn and respectful, like children listening attentively. There was no other noise in the field except for the preaching. Even the spirit beasts that walked past them seemed to be full of intelligence.
On the opposite side of the valley, there was a flat mountain wall that seemed to have been cut by a sword. There was a platform in the middle, and a white-robed Daoist was sitting cross-legged on it. He held a scroll of scriptures in his hand, and he had a smile on his face as he slowly recited the scriptures. Behind him, there were two weeping children holding horsetail whisks in their hands and zithers in their arms. They stood quietly beside him, and there was a pill furnace by their feet, which was emitting a faint purple aura …
"The path of cultivation is to comprehend the Heavenly Dao. The myriad of worlds are vast and boundless, but in reality, they are interlinked …"
When Fang Xing and the others arrived, they were listening to the Daoist explaining a scripture. Originally, the three of them were somewhat vigilant and suspicious, but after subconsciously listening to a few lines of the scriptures, a different feeling arose in their hearts. They actually felt that what the old Daoist was saying was extremely profound. They even felt that their cultivation had slightly loosened at this moment, and they had a sense of detachment. They were certain that if they completely understood this truth, they would definitely become immortals in one step …
"This old … this old man is clearly a Perfected Immortal, right?"
Lu Sou's breathing gradually quickened, and he could not help but sigh in a low voice, "To be able to say such a truth, I'm afraid he's … an Immortal King?"
"I think so too …"
Ao Lie could not help but say, "Although what he's talking about is the truth of Daoism, it … coincides with the cultivation of the Dragon Clan …"
Looking at their expressions, it was clear that they were somewhat infatuated.
They seemed to be attracted by the white-robed Daoist's explanation, and their hearts were filled with shock and admiration.
"No … Something's not right …"
At first, Fang Xing also felt that the scripture that the old Daoist was explaining was extremely profound. After listening to the scripture, it seemed that even the Eighth Scripture of the Supreme Elder that he had been unable to understand seemed to have loosened, and he was gradually entranced as well. However, he did not have the slightest bit of reverence in his heart, and he was also slower in being entranced than others. While Lu Sou and Ao Lie were gradually entranced, he had only just begun. Then, in a daze, he heard the two of them talking to themselves, and he was suddenly startled and woke up …
"Even if a real Immortal King was here, he would not be able to make the two of them achieve enlightenment so quickly, right?"
The more Fang Xing thought about it, the more shocked he became, and he could not hold back his suspicions any longer.
Although the cultivation of the Human Clan and the Dragon Clan were similar, they were actually very different. No matter how reasonable the scripture that the old Daoist was explaining was, it might make Lu Sou feel deeply moved, and it might also make Ao Lie understand the truth, but it was really strange to say that it made the two of them fall into a state of obsession that they could not extricate themselves from. It was just like how it was impossible for a pie to fall on their heads from the sky!
"Wake up!"
Fang Xing hurriedly sent a spiritual thought over, trying to wake the two of them up.
"Stop it, let me finish listening to this scripture …"
Lu Sou was disrupted by Fang Xing's spiritual thought, but he did not wake up as he wished. Instead, he wanted to continue listening to the scripture.
"This person's words are very reasonable, you should listen too!"
Ao Lie also sent a voice transmission back, and persuaded Fang Xing to listen with him.
Judging from the fact that they still knew to send a voice transmission, their minds were not disrupted, but they really wanted to listen to the scripture.
But when Fang Xing saw this, he became even more anxious. He saw that everyone around him was behaving strangely. Although he was still clear-headed, he was at his wit's end. If he wanted to drag those two over and beat them up, it would be too obvious. It was extremely likely that he would end up making a fool out of himself. He immediately thought about it anxiously. Not long after, he came up with a bold idea. He pretended to listen for a while. Suddenly, he laughed loudly and clapped his hands loudly. As he laughed, he shouted, "Good, well said. That's too f * cking good …"
Clap clap clap clap clap …
In the quiet valley, such an untimely sound suddenly rang out, and the scripture immediately stopped, and the Dao Qi dissipated …
Throughout the mountains and valleys, countless gazes looked towards Fang Xing, and it was extremely strange.
However, Fang Xing acted as if nothing had happened, and stared back at those gazes, "Why, can't I cheer for a good speech?"
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