The Blue River Region was a towering mountain range. However, if someone asked where the highest mountain was, people would invariably point to one place.
A towering, sword-like mountain pierced through the clouds on the plateau. On this mountain, there was a sect called the Spirit Sword Sect, which was second to none in the Immortal Cultivation World. It monopolized the resources of an entire region, which was why this mountain was named Spirit Sword Mountain.
On the summit of Spirit Sword Mountain, in a small exquisite bamboo room, an old man with a sword-shaped hairpin on his head looked at the clear starry sky. In his hand was a bright silver sword. The sword body reflected the starlight, and the exquisite and complex grain was like a water ripple, slowly moving up from the hilt. However, halfway through, it abruptly stopped.
The old man frowned. In his heart, he secretly thought that this was an ominous sign.
"The sword light is interrupted. This is a sign of premature death. Sect Leader Senior Brother, are you telling your own fortune?" As the voice sounded behind him, a bare-footed woman in a white robe appeared behind the old man. She was holding a khaki wine gourd in one hand and a green bamboo sword in the other. She reeked of alcohol and smoke.
The stargazing old man's divination was interrupted. He had to adjust his breathing and spit out a mouthful of foul air.
"Fifth Junior Sister, remember to knock next time."
"When I went out, I did."
"I'm talking about my door, not yours."
The Sect Leader sighed again. "Why are you looking for me?"
"To borrow money."
"... If I remember correctly, you still owe me twenty thousand spirit stones." The Sect Leader said with a serious and serious look.
The woman bitterly said, "Ai, it's because our Lingjian School is too poor. I am the dignified Fifth Elder, the second most powerful person in the sect, yet my monthly stipend is only five hundred spirit stones. How many months and years would it take for me to repay my debt? Senior Brother, why don't you give up your position to me, then I can use public funds to repay the debt … "
"Junior Sister, if you really want to be the Sect Leader, then …"
"Then you give up your position to me? Senior Brother, you're really benevolent! "
"What I want to say is, if you want to be the Sect Leader, you should first give up on wine, women, avarice, and temper. Go into closed-door training for three to five years. When you reach the Yuanying Stage, it won't be too late to talk about it."
The woman in white immediately pretended that nothing had happened. "Senior Brother, lend me some money."
"…"
"… Tell me, who were you divining for just now? You look like you'll die young."
"Lingjian School," said the Head Shixiong in a deep voice.
The Fifth Junior Sister's expression changed, and she put down the fight for wine and women. "No way!? Lingjian School is going to be exterminated?! "
"Not only the Spirit Sword Sect, I'm afraid this sword light is pointing at the entire Immortal Cultivation World. Do you still remember the legendary Age of Chaos … Alas, this sword light is broken by one-third, I'm afraid the peaceful days of the Immortal Cultivation World will only last for three to five years. Are we really going to spend one billion Spirit Stones to sponsor the Wanxian League to repair the five Primitive Divine Boats? "
"The Lingjian School's Star Diffraction Technique is one of the few deduction techniques in the cultivation world. Senior Martial Brother is the best at it, so there's no way he would make a mistake. However, the immortal sword that Senior Martial Brother used just now doesn't seem to be the Nian Sword."
The Sect Leader Senior Brother was taken aback. "It's not the Nian sword?" He hurriedly lowered his head to take a closer look. The sword hilt was indeed not engraved with the character 'Nian', but …
The next moment, the Deity Stage old man, whose power shook the entire region, uttered a cry of horror, "How could it be the Tea Sword? Doesn't this mean that there's only three to five cups of tea's time before the Age of Chaos ends? "
The Fifth Junior Sister was also scared silly. The wine gourd fell to the ground with a thud, and the golden wine gurgled out, but she didn't care.
"Sect Leader Shixiong, how many times have I told you that if you're nearsighted, just wear your glasses. You can't even tell the difference between Nian Sword and tea … Forget it, now there's only a few cups of tea's time before the Age of Chaos begins. Senior Martial Brother, quickly hand over your position to me, so that I can die a worthy death."
"... Even if I die, I will not let Lingjian School be shamed."
"I don't want to die for a monthly salary of five hundred spirit stones! I won't die in peace! "
During the quarrel, time flew by, and the last three cups of tea's time quietly slipped away.
At the peak of Spirit Sword Mountain, the place closest to the starry sky, the bright starry sky was particularly dazzling. The stars in the sky slowly but firmly revolved. Each star was shaking in panic, just like the pollen particles in the water observed by the Divine Microscopic Mirror. It was a strange phenomenon that had never happened in Nine Regions for thousands of years.
The Martial Brother and Sister looked at each other with the same shock in their hearts.
The Stellar Diffraction Technique was indeed not fake. The Age of Chaos began to casually descend on Nine Regions, ready to mercilessly erase everything in the Immortal Cultivation World.
At the last moment, the Sect Leader Shixiong opened his mouth with a strange look.
"Junior Martial Sister, there's something that I wanted to say a hundred years ago, but I never had the chance. Now that the Age of Chaos is at hand …"
Along with the Sect Leader's old but magnetic voice, words full of true feelings were sent to the other party's ear. The starry sky trembled more and more violently.
"I think it's time to tell you what I really want to say."
At the last moment, the stars moved, the starlight bloomed like a flower, and the night sky was as bright as day. A broom-like meteor streaked across the sky.
It was the legendary vanguard of the doomsday, Halley's Comet. When the comet landed, the surrounding vitality would be exhausted, and the Age of Chaos would come … The Spirit Sword Mountain's great array to resist the astral winds of the Ninth Heaven suddenly trembled, as if the sky was about to collapse.
The woman in white's bright eyes flickered, and the reflection of the King Pill crazily rotated in her eyes. She casually dragged the upside-down bamboo sword and lazily slashed it upward. However, it brought up a curtain of light that covered the sky, as if it wanted to hold up the collapsing sky.
However, the sky didn't change. The meteor passed by the Nine Regions, and after the stars moved, everything returned to silence.
The Fifth Junior Martial Sister anxiously controlled the bamboo sword to swing from side to side, sensing the change in the surrounding vitality like tentacles.
"It seems … it's okay?"
The woman immediately turned her head to the Sect Leader Shixiong for confirmation. Her Senior Martial Brother's cultivation base was two stages higher than hers — although she wasn't afraid if they really fought — he had more authority on the changes in the world.
The Sect Leader Shixiong looked lonely. "At least it's not the Age of Chaos."
"Oh, the Stellar Diffraction Technique can also make a mistake? But it's okay. Senior Martial Brother, why do you look disappointed? "
"It's nothing."
"It's rare to escape the doomsday, so we might as well celebrate with debt relief."
"…"
After the doomsday crisis passed, the Sect Leader could only let out a long sigh in his heart when he remembered the surging excitement just now. In addition to that, he was more puzzled.
The Great Change Technique was not absolute, but the premonition of the doomsday was not wrong. Just now, the Nine Regions was really close to the end of the world.
The Sect Leader was at a loss regarding this crisis that came and went suddenly.
However, he was certain that its influence was gradually penetrating the Nine Regions.
The old man looked up at the vast galaxy and sighed. His hand once again fiddled with the Starry Sword. After pondering for a long time, he said, "One who survives a great disaster is bound to have good fortune later on. After this crisis, it's very likely that we will usher in the golden age of the Immortal Cultivation World … By the way, when was the last time we held an Immortal Gathering?"
The Fifth Junior Sister's eyes widened. "Fresh, fresh gathering?" While she spoke, she couldn't help but drool.
The old man ignored her and counted with his fingers. "It's been at least one hundred years. The next one will be twelve years later. At that time, the world will change. I don't want too much. If we can recreate the golden age of one hundred years ago, the revival of Lingjian School will be possible."
When it came to the revival of the Sect, the smile on the Fifth Junior Sister's face disappeared and she let out a long yawn. To this, the old man could only smile wryly.
"We missed the golden age of one hundred years ago. There are only ten of us left in the golden generation. This time, no matter what, we must …"
Thus, the Fifth Junior Sister couldn't even let out a yawn. With a cold humph, she turned around and left.
At the same time, at the foot of the Spirit Sword Mountain, in an unknown corner of the Blue River Region, a baby was born with a loud cry.
— — —
Time flew by. The news of Halley's Comet passing through the Nine Regions had become an anecdote. Few people knew that the world they lived in was once very close to destruction.
The people of the Blue River Region were only concerned about one thing. The Immortal Gathering of Lingjian School, which had been interrupted for nearly one hundred years, would be held at the beginning of next month.
The so-called Immortal Gathering was, in fact, a grand ceremony for the Immortal Cultivation Sect to recruit new disciples. Joining the sect would open the path of Immortal Cultivation, and from then on, the path of Immortal Cultivation would be different from that of a mortal. This was called Immortal Ascension. However, now was no longer the age of ancient mythology. In the Immortal Cultivation World, only the grand ceremony of the top five sects was qualified to be called the Immortal Gathering.
The number one sect in the Immortal Cultivation World was Shengjing Sect, which occupied the Central Region; Kunlun Immortal Mountain, which was known as the origin of the Immortal Cultivation World; Ten Thousand Arts Sect, which was known as the Immortal Cultivation Museum; Royal Soldier Sect, which was occupied by the most powerful army in the Nine Regions; and Lingjian School, which had no people, no money, no heritage, and was listed as one of the top five sects by the Wanxian League!
The Lingjian School had a sparsely populated population and acted in a low-key manner. In terms of sect power, not to mention compared to the top four sects, it was even inferior to the ordinary first-rate sects. However, the glittering signboards of the top five sects made people unable to look straight at them. Moreover, the Immortal Cultivation World had not held an Immortal Gathering for a long time.
The news of the Lingjian School holding an Immortal Gathering had spread in the Nine Regions three years ago. The age limit was under twelve years old, and other conditions were disregarded. Compared to the other sects that examined the family background and ancestors, the Lingjian School was simply too lenient. Thus, the world's ambitious youths heard of the news, from the villagers of remote mountain villages, the sons of rich and powerful families, and even the princes of countries … The temptation of the Immortal Cultivation World was too strong. Compared to it, everything in the mortal world was tasteless.
At this time, there was still more than a week before the Immortal Gathering. The Spirit Creek Town at the foot of the Spirit Sword Mountain was already overcrowded. The Spirit Creek Town was the transit station between the Spirit Sword Mountain and the mortal world. Its resident population was no more than a few hundred, but now, the floating population had exceeded ten thousand. At this time, not to mention the few inns, even the public toilets had been set up with tents as an expedient place.
With so many people and so little land, naturally, it was inevitable to bump into each other. Especially the only tavern in the town, the Ru Family Inn, which was a battleground.
Bam!
In front of the inn, three shadows flew out and rolled on the ground. Two of them were tall and had nosebleeds on their faces as they kept cursing.
"Little bitch, our master is the State Teacher of Canglan Country, how dare you be so rude to us!?"
The young man, who had short brown curly hair and was obviously the young master, was being helped up by the two of them. He had a nosebleed as he stared in disbelief at the Lady Boss who was sneering inside the inn's door.
He, Wen Bao, had never been beaten by his father. Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face by the Lady Boss!
The Lady Boss was not old, only fourteen or fifteen years old. She was wearing a coarse robe and a greasy apron, but her proud look was like that of a princess.
"What's so great about the State Teacher? Even if your emperor came, he would still be beaten! I said this place is full, don't you understand human language!? Right now, the princes of the Great Ming Country are squatting in the woodshed, and you, a small country's aborigine, want to live in the best room!? If you're not asking for a beating, then what are you!? Is the Canglan Country so uneducated? "
Wen Bao was a very nationalistic person, so he angrily shouted, "How dare you insult our Canglan Country!? Don't think that just because you live in the Spirit Creek Town, we are afraid of you! You … "
"Don't make a scene in front of my inn!"
Before Wen Bao could finish his words, he saw the Lady Boss frown. Her body moved like the wind and her leg swept out. The two bodyguards, who were skilled in martial arts, were unable to react in time. They could only watch as their young master was kicked away like a sandbag and rolled down the slope.
The Lady Boss was a businesswoman, and a businesswoman was kind to others and would not kill them. Her kick seemed fierce, but it was actually gentle. Wen Bao did not feel much pain, but his whole body was numb and he could not move. He could only roll along the narrow slope outside the shop …
—
With the help of the bodyguards, Wen Bao returned to the entrance of the inn with a swollen face. Although he wanted to cut the Lady Boss into pieces, he didn't say a word, tacitly admitting defeat.
He had no choice but to admit defeat.
The Spirit Creek Town was the transit station between the Spirit Sword Sect and the mortal world. Under the protection of the Spirit Sword Sect, not even a blade of grass or a tree was allowed to be damaged by outsiders, let alone the Lady Boss of the Inn. In the past few days, there were people who didn't believe it. The head bodyguard of the Yan Country's Crown Prince caused trouble after drinking and was beheaded by a passing Spirit Sword Sect cultivator. Even the Crown Prince himself was kicked back to his country and could never be hired again. Compared to the Great Yan Country, which occupied half of the Youzhou Country, the Canglan Country was indeed a small country. Not to mention, the son of the State Teacher was far inferior to the Crown Prince.
Wen Bao's heart was filled with hatred and regret. He knew the rules of the Spirit Creek Town before coming here. Before the start of the Spirit Creek Town, the registrant's family members were not allowed to accompany them, and the maximum number of bodyguards was two. Moreover … they had to abide by all the rules of the town.
If it weren't for the fact that the several of them were so tired from traveling thousands of miles, and the fact that the Lady Boss looked like a rustic and fierce country girl, they wouldn't have caused a ruckus in the inn. Now, he didn't know whether the Spirit Sword Sect already knew about this or not, but his future was always clouded by a layer of shadow.
The two bodyguards wanted to say something but hesitated. Seeing this, Wen Bao sighed inwardly. They wanted to persuade him to apologize. However, as the dignified son of the State Teacher, whose status in the Canglan Country was even higher than the Crown Prince, he actually had to bow his head to a country girl; it was difficult for him to calm down!
Standing in front of the inn, Wen Bao took several deep breaths and gradually calmed down. He didn't think about the humiliation just now, and he also didn't look at the malicious and mocking eyes around him — these youngsters were also from noble families. If they were at home, they would usually pretend to be shrewd. However, at this time, they didn't have the discipline of their elders, and they were surrounded by a crowd of enemies, so they spared no effort in defeating their competitors.
When Wen Bao walked into the inn, a smile hung on his face. However, that smile only lasted for a breath's time.
Because the lady boss in front of the counter was also smiling, and it was a smile that was far more sincere than his. And the person who was smiling was a youngster who looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, and was dressed in ordinary clothes.
"Okay, a superior room. Please wait a moment, I'll have someone prepare it."
Wen Bao immediately felt a kind of grief and indignation of being betrayed. A superior room!? Wasn't it said that the inn was full just now, and even the Prince of the Great Ming Country was staying in the woodshed? What's going on with this superior room now?
But this time, before Wen Bao could speak up, the other people in the lobby were also indignant, "Lady boss! What do you mean!? "
"Didn't you say that there's no superior room? I spent a thousand taels of silver, and I can't even stay in the woodshed. What right does he have to stay in the superior room!? "
"Even if it's Lingjian School, we still have to be reasonable, right?"
"Lady boss, give us an explanation!"
Listening to the noise in the lobby, the lady boss's professional smile suddenly turned into ice and snow, "What's all this noise about? If you don't want to stay, you can get lost! Do you think I want to serve you, a bunch of good-for-nothings? "
The lady boss's bad attitude immediately aroused public indignation. Seeing that a group incident was about to happen, a kind-hearted local passing by on the street pointed at the signboard outside the door, "You bunch of outsiders, if you're not blind, look carefully."
Immediately, someone ran out to take a look. They saw that next to the four words' Ru Family Inn ', the person who wrote the inscription was actually Feng Yin.
Feng Yin alone was just a slightly artistic name, but if the two words' Daoist Master 'were added behind Feng Yin, then he would be a famous peerless expert in the Immortal Cultivation World.
How high was he? The Spirit Sword Mountain was so high, and he lived on the top of the Spirit Sword Mountain as the Sect Leader. This was Feng Yin Daoist Master.
With the inscription of the Sect Leader of the Spirit Sword Mountain protecting them, the crown princes immediately became a group of losers. A group of people were dejected and no longer had the courage to make a sound.
However, the anger in their hearts could not be quelled, so the focus of their resentment was shifted to the teenager. The teenager who was doing the registration at the counter had a sharp back. When he turned his head, he saw that the person had delicate features, an otherworldly temperament, and a long silk gown. Although it was not luxurious, it was neat and tidy, which complemented him well.
However, when it came to temperament, how could the crown princes here be inferior to him? After a short moment of consternation, their resentment boiled again.
The teenager raised his eyebrows. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he coughed.
"It's not what you think."
After a pause, he said again.
"I don't have an affair with the Lady Boss."
As soon as he said that, almost everyone's mind turned to the same thought: Could it be that this person has an affair with the Lady Boss!?
This time, the anger of the crown princes dissipated a bit. Because, since there was an affair, there was nothing they could do about it.
However, behind the counter, the cheeks of the Lady Boss turned red like a volcano erupting.
Fortunately, the teenager changed the topic in time.
"The Spirit Creek Town is holding a prize promotion for the Immortal Ascension Assembly, and one of the prizes is the accommodation voucher of the Ru Family Inn."
Speaking up to this point, the lady boss also confirmed, "That's it. He came here with a lottery ticket. You bunch of trash should just shut up."
After a moment of silence in the lobby, someone stood up and started to pick a quarrel.
"The activity in the Spirit Creek Town is clearly written on the flyer distributed at the town gate. I've read it in detail, but there's no mention of any accommodation voucher."
Another person echoed, "Everyone has received the prize you mentioned. It's nothing more than some wooden carvings, souvenirs like amulets, but I've never heard of accommodation vouchers. There are dozens of people in this lobby, so why is he the only one who can get a prize voucher?"
The Lady Boss simply disdained this kind of question. She tilted her head and revealed a contemptuous smile.
However, the teenager patiently explained, "Because this prize is hidden, and it will not be given to you on the spot."
The troublemaking Crown Prince sneered, "Then why don't you tell us how to give it to us?"
"Oh, the process is like this. First, talk to the old man who distributes the flyer at the town gate. He will tell you the story of the town and tell you the information about the facilities in the town, including the hotel, the inn, the grocery store, and so on … You have to listen patiently before you can trigger the next round."
Hearing this, the Crown Prince's party in the lobby were dumbfounded. The old man at the town gate spoke vaguely, and it took him an hour to introduce the town gate. Who would have the time to listen to the story of the whole town!?
However, when the forest was big, there were all kinds of chickens.
"At that time, I also finished listening."
The Crown Princes turned their heads to look, and many of them sucked in a breath of cold air because they had recognized that it was the Second Prince of the Grand Cloud Empire, Hai Yunfan.
The Grand Cloud Empire was one of the most powerful countries in the Nine Regions, and Hai Yunfan was the most outstanding one among the many sons of the Emperor. When he was ten years old, people believed that he would one day oust his eldest brother from the position of Crown Prince.
Who knew that this Second Prince would abandon his empire and come here to seek immortality!
Hai Yunfan's eyes were stern, "I listened to the old man's story, but I didn't hear the next round."
The teenager laughed, "How could I tell you clearly what the next round is? You have to understand it yourself. After the old man finished his story, he would cough a few times and say that he was thirsty, so you have to give him water to drink. "
However, Hai Yunfan shook his head, "At that time, I also gave him water."
The teenager continued, "Then the old man would say that after drinking water, he felt hungry."
Hai Yunfan, "Yes, so I asked the servants to give him some of the dry food I brought with me."
The teenager, "He would say thank you, but obviously he was not happy eating."
Hai Yunfan frowned, "… And then?"
"Then you have to ask if he was dissatisfied. The old man would say that he was not dissatisfied, but he suddenly remembered the thousand-layer cake from East Suppression Liu Shop. "
"Then … you have to buy him thousand-layer cake? He will give you a voucher? "
"It's not that simple. After that, you have to go to Liu Shop's pastry shop, and the owner will tell you that the thousand-layer cake is sold out. You continue to ask, and you know that the owner of the teahouse bought ten thousand-layer cake in one go. Go to the teahouse, and the owner is busy playing chess with a guest. At this time, don't bother him with the thousand-layer cake. You have to secretly help him win, and then you will get a thousand-layer cake for free. Give the thousand-layer cake to the old man at the door, and the old man will give you a letter of recommendation. With the letter of recommendation, you can go to the mayor. The mayor wants you to collect materials … then go to the tailor's shop … then go outside the village … and then … finally, give the copper ring to the old man at the entrance of the town, and you will get a voucher. "
…
After that, the hall was so quiet that only the rapid heartbeats of the crown prince's followers could be heard.
They came from all over the country and held high positions. Although they were young, they had seen and heard new things. However, when they heard the story of the voucher, they felt it was unbelievable.
If the voucher was deliberately designed by the Spirit Creek Town, the designer must be an idiot, or at least there must be something wrong with his brain. Who could have thought of such a complicated procedure? Even someone as smart and careful as Hai Yunfan could only follow the second step. There were at least a dozen more steps waiting to be completed! Each was more incredible than the last!
And the young man was not a normal person. For this voucher, he had been running around the town for a whole day! Moreover, from the beginning to the end, no one had told him that his persistence would pay off! How could he?
Even Hai Yunfan couldn't help but ask, "You knew all this in advance?"
The young man raised his eyebrows. "Why should I know in advance? Any qualified adventurer will go all the way to the end with such a huge chain of tasks in front of them! "
After saying that, he turned around and followed the waiter to the second floor, his back indescribably elegant.
Hai Yunfan frowned. The young man's tone was so matter-of-fact, as if only the mentally retarded couldn't understand. But … he really didn't understand.
However, this was no longer important. A superior accommodation voucher was actually not very important. The important thing was, who exactly was this young man?
At this time, the young talents gathered in the Spirit Creek Town, as long as they had a little bit of fame or even some special skills, Hai Yunfan had their information in his mind. But this young man in front of him was unheard of. It was reasonable to say that based on his incredible reasoning ability, he was not a nobody … Thinking of this, Hai Yunfan felt that this person was more and more unfathomable. It was said that in addition to the sons of the secular world's nobles, there were also descendants of cultivation families. Could it be …?
Not far from the counter, Hai Yunfan quietly glanced at the register and saw the name.
"Wang Lu …? I've never heard of him. "
"Wang Lu?"
In the lobby, there was no lack of people from the Crown Prince's party. Thus, the name of Wang Lu quickly spread in a whisper.
"Could it be the Wang Family from the Southern Mountain Region? I heard that there are many eccentric people in that family. That's quite fitting. "
"No, I heard that the Southern Mountain Region and the Lingjian School have a big enmity. The Immortal Cultivation families would never let their descendants enter the Spirit Sword Sect."
"Or is it the Wang Family from Shengjing Sect?"
"Instead of going to the Shengjing Sect, he came to the Lingjian School to be a disciple? Although the Shengjing Sect hasn't held the Immortal Gathering for a long time, it's not that difficult for the Wang Family's descendants to join the sect. "
"Alas, your discussion is just wishful thinking. You don't even know if that person used his real name or not."
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