Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 611: Create Another Miracle and Become Famous in Xuanzong
Wang Boran was a little surprised to see this scene. He half turned around, looked to one side, and said, "I knew that Master Zhou was an absolute genius, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful."

"Master Zhou is indeed a genius of his generation, a person who only appears once in ten thousand years." Not far away, a cloud of air spread out, and Zhang Chengjie, a great monk from the Qingxuan Sect, walked out. Above his head, a green cloud slowly rose, holding up a precious pearl, and countless seal characters flew out, bright and colorful, clear and mysterious. He looked up at the grand atmosphere that suppressed the four directions like a river in the sky, and said, "But this is just a discussion. If it's a real fight, it's hard to say."

This competition was a test of mystical skills and magical powers. Zhou Qing had extraordinary talent and was able to defeat three veteran monks. Although it was shocking, it was not impossible.

But once the real fight begins, it’s different.

Even though Zhou Qing's talent is once in a million, he is a newly promoted great cultivator after all. In terms of the comprehension of the Dharma body, the cultivation of supernatural powers, and the nurturing of his own magical treasure, he is definitely inferior to the veteran great cultivators.

"That's right." Wang Boran nodded. He raised his head and stared at the endless and boundless profound energy that covered all the peaks. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration and said, "Anyway, after this celebration, Fellow Daoist Zhou's name will truly spread throughout the universe."

No matter what, the most fundamental thing for a cultivator is the profound skill and magic power. Other magical powers or magic weapons can be slowly cultivated and improved as long as there is enough time. And with Zhou Qing's amazing profound skill and magic power that can fight three people at the Dharma Assembly this time, his future is limitless.

As time goes by, Zhou Qing will definitely grow into one of the most terrifying cultivators below the Cave Heaven Realm!

"The name spreads far and wide."

Zhang Chengjie sensed the overwhelming spiritual clouds in the air, his eyes dim. He had heard that Jing Beixuan of Zhenyi Sect was extremely talented, and now another genius who seemed even more powerful had risen.

In the flying palace, Zhou Guan looked up at the boundless and endless mysterious energy in the sky, pressing down on all the peaks, flowing continuously, filled with a kind of majestic and majestic feeling. His heart was finally at ease, and then indescribable joy surged in his heart. His face was full of joy after being shocked, and he said: "He repelled three great monks in one go. Awesome, too awesome!"

At the beginning, when he saw the three great monks joining forces to besiege Zhou Qing, his heart was in his throat, thinking that the scene would be ugly and this celebration ceremony would be a failure. But then there was a sudden turn of events. Zhou Qing, as a newly promoted great monk, crushed the three great monks and completely gained the upper hand.

Even though he was not an eyewitness, just watching from afar, as a descendant of the Zhou family in Luochuan, he felt his blood boiling and his whole body was burning with excitement.

Such scenery, such incredible scenery, he couldn't even dream of it!

The great monk from the Luochuan Zhou family who arranged this ceremony could not help but burst into laughter. His voice echoed in the hall and spread far away, and it felt very refreshing.

The ceremony and celebration was a complete success, even better than expected. Zhou Qing, a young man in the clan, was able to defeat three veteran Xuanmen monks by himself, and his reputation spread far and wide.

The mysterious energy swirled in the air, as if it saw that the magic power of the three great monks from Doumu Palace, Taixiao Sect, and Yingtian Academy had begun to gather, so it suddenly rolled up, shining with brilliant golden light, and fell down, transforming into a Yuanying Dharma body, slowly falling towards the altar. Then, auspicious clouds appeared, layers of colorful flowers, and mysterious sounds spread throughout the entire island.

After three or five breaths, the Nascent Soul Dharmakaya disappeared on its own, and Zhou Qing reappeared on it. His star-like eyes slowly swept across the entire scene.

The other party brought with him the invincible power that had just overwhelmed the three great monks. Everyone present, when their eyes met his, subconsciously felt the endless majesty coming towards them, and could not help but slightly lower their eyelids and not look at him.

At this moment, a melodious bell sounded, countless mysterious sounds spread, and countless inspirations turned into different light wheels and fell down, making a tinkling sound.

This celebration ceremony ends here!
At the same time, the news that Zhou Qing single-handedly defeated three great monks in this celebration ceremony flew out like a bird with wings, spreading in all directions, getting farther and farther, and becoming more and more exaggerated.

Anyone with ulterior motives, from any force, who hears this will inevitably be shocked, as such a celebration is extremely rare.

For the first time, Zhou Qing's name shocked all major forces. It was not only because of his reputation as a genius, but more because he was regarded as a rising giant and the future immortal of the cave heaven!

On a mountain peak, Jiang Shuyuan, a female fairy from Doumu Palace, snorted coldly, waved her sleeves, stood up and walked into the hall.

In the center of the hall hangs an embroidered mirror, facing inward. When the light shines in, countless fragments of light leap out of the mirror and fall on the golden brick floor, like circles of divine wheels, with gods sitting cross-legged and chanting inside. The gods are all goddesses, majestic and solemn, and the voices they emit are also cold. Wherever they go, the whole space is immersed in divine light.

This is the magic weapon she brought from the sect. The mirror is hung high to shield the energy so as to prevent anyone with ulterior motives from observing what is happening on it.

Facing the mirror light, Jiang Shuyuan came to the high platform and sat down. Behind her, a jade lotus flower bloomed, reflecting her cold face. She came from thousands of miles away to participate in the celebration ceremony of the newly promoted great monk just to see Zhou Qing's quality, but the result made her unhappy.

Two quarters of an hour later, the sound of a crane's cry was heard outside, followed by a white line that shot out and arrived in front of the main hall. A precious aura like clouds and water fell, and light appeared in the aura, and feathers rose in the light. Then, feathers hung down one by one and turned into a crane cloak, which was draped over the body. Shen Ziguang walked in with his Dharma body misty and ethereal, exuding an inexplicable aura.

This Taixiao Sect member came in, bowed to Jiang Shuyuan, and then sat down on another platform.

The two men sat opposite each other in silence for a moment. Only the light from the mirror above continued to fall, and the remaining color went in all directions, hitting the wall, like waves hitting the water, rushing in, but silently.

At the just concluded Dharma Assembly, although the two did not fight with their full strength for various reasons, there was no doubt that the three of them combined had not been able to suppress Zhou Qing, causing shame for these high-ranking monks in their respective sects.

It was Jiang Shuyuan who spoke first, breaking the dead silence in the hall. Her hair was ablaze with six colors, and her tone was filled with a murderous aura like a sword. She said, "If we really fight, we will definitely not let Zhou Qing, a young man, show off so much!"

Shen Ziguang nodded in agreement. If it was a real life-and-death battle, he would have full confidence even if he was facing the female fairy from the Doumu Palace in front of him, not to mention Zhou Qing, a newly promoted great cultivator?

"What's next?"

After saying a few words, Jiang Shuyuan calmed down. Zhenyi Sect still had the will to expand, and the clashes with Doumu Palace would not stop in the future. New great cultivators like Zhou Qing would definitely be the vanguard and fresh force, and the current understanding and targeting were not enough.

Shen Ziguang glanced at the person opposite him, hesitated for a moment, and said, "In the next few days, I plan to visit several masters of the Zhenyi Sect."

"The real person of the Shinichi sect."

Jiang Shuyuan's eyes lit up and he seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhenyi Sect and Doumu Palace are both upper Xuanmen sects. Such large Xuanmen sects have always had complex forces. The rise of a peerless genius like Zhou Qing is bound to affect other forces and make them dissatisfied.

No superpower is a monolithic entity, and finding allies from the Zhenyi Sect is by no means a fantasy.

After agreeing to share what they had, Shen Zi said goodbye and left. When he came outside, he saw mountains towering in the distance, half of which were covered with clouds and a circle of cold color on the outside. The coldness hit his face and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

In order to compete for the sphere of influence, Doumu Palace and Zhenyi Sect were in a clever confrontation. As a great monk of Doumu Palace, Jiang Shuyuan should not be active in Zhenyi Sect because he might run into a wall. But if he wanted to deal with Zhou Qing as an individual, it would be different without involving Zhenyi Sect.

Before he came, he had contacted the forces in Zhenyi Sect that were dissatisfied with Zhou Qing through the elders of the sect. After all, Taixiao Sect and Zhenyi Sect were both mysterious sects, and they had many connections, both openly and secretly.

Shen Ziguang waved his hand, and a flying carriage descended from the clouds. On top was a splendid canopy, with three birds and three beasts on the side, hidden in the auspicious clouds. On top stood four golden boys and jade girls, holding jade bottles and treasure boxes, shining with spiritual light.

He got on the flying car and heard a clear crane cry. Then a large formation of auspicious clouds rose into the sky and flew away into the distance.

After an unknown amount of time, a bright auspicious color appeared in front of us, circling in the air and forming a whirlpool. Large clouds of smoke and light flowed in it, as blue as washed emerald, spotless.

Faintly, there was a tall figure inside, looming but not clearly visible.

Seeing the flying carriage coming, the smoke dissipated and the cultivator inside appeared. It was a middle-aged man. He wore a crown on his head, a sun and moon fairy robe on his body, and a fish and dragon bag on his waist. His skin was exceptionally white, like a beautiful jade. He stood there with a solemn look on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Shen." Seeing Shen Ziguang getting off the cloud car, the middle-aged cultivator came up to him with a smile on his face and said, "Long time no see. Fellow Daoist, you are more elegant than ever."

"Fellow Daoist Meng." Shen Ziguang sensed the heavy aura of the other party, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Over the years, the other party has been keeping a low profile, but he did not expect that his realm has become more profound. He also smiled and said, "Long time no see."

(End of this chapter)