Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 621: The Second Coming Dharma Assembly is Famous in the World
The last time they met was in the Zhou clan's land in Hengnan. The other party came in a flying palace. He was well versed in Taoism and radiant. As soon as he appeared on the stage, he overwhelmed Zhu Lin, the true disciple who practiced "The Strategy of the Forgetful Goddess" in Doumu Palace. He left a deep impression on people.

But when she heard the other party's name again, this genius from the Hengnan Zhou family had successfully condensed his Dharma body and became a great monk of the Xuanmen sect. He was high above everyone else and extremely powerful.

How important is such a young great cultivator of the Xuanmen Sect? As a true disciple of Laojun Temple, he knows this too well. He is definitely a giant of the Zhenyi Sect, and the entire Hengnan Zhou family looks up to him.

Over the past thousand years, the Hengnan Zhou family has had many so-called talented young men who have stood out from the various sects and reached high positions. However, any one of them is far inferior to Zhou Qing now, and they are not even on the same level.

In fact, for the Hengnan Zhou family, the Zhenyi Sect is too far away, not to mention the Doumu Palace and Taibai Sword Sect. Even the Laojun Temple, Fenghuangtai and other Zhongxuan Sects are better. But Zhou Qing alone has made the Zhenyi Sect enter the vision of every Hengnan Zhou family leader and cannot be ignored.

This is the origin of Zhou Qing and Hengnan Zhou family, and also Zhou Qing’s influence in Hengnan Zhou family!
Zhou Zheng looked outside. Clouds came down from the hills and into the courtyard. With a rumbling sound, they transformed into large patches of white gas, as dense as white mist. He squinted his eyes, thinking about the instructions given by his master when he came here: do your best to make the Hengnan Zhou family return to Laojun Temple, but if that fails, stop the Hengnan Zhou family from returning to Doumu Palace.

Thinking of the cold and stern tone of the master's voice, it made him feel a chill on his back, yet also a sense of excitement.

The only one in the Zhongxuan Sect who dared to challenge the Shangxuan Sect was the Laojun Temple. Other Zhongxuan Sect members would not even think about it, let alone do it.

"In this case,"

Zhou Zheng moved the fingers in his sleeves to see what other moves Zhou Qing would make. He might need to cooperate with the other party at that time.

At this moment, thousands of miles away, in the sky, there were sounds of jade bells and precious drums, ringing in all directions, followed by auspicious air rising like a halo of treasure, and a flying palace slowly moving forward. The grand atmosphere covered the sky and the earth, filling the inside and outside.

In the center of the flying palace, in the middle of the main hall, there stands a high platform, on the platform there is a jade table, on the table there is a precious tripod, next to the tripod there is a jade ruyi, and on one side of the jade ruyi there is a half-opened Taoist book.

Finer and finer pieces of light shone out from the book, and when they touched the green smoke rising from the cauldron, they transformed into a lotus in mid-air. A lingering fragrance diffused all around, continuously.

Zhou Qing sat upright on the treasure couch, with clouds rolling above his head and the Dharma body behind him that was beyond the Three Vehicles looming in and out. A sense of detachment filled the air, attracting an inexplicable light. While practicing his profound skills, his eyes seemed thoughtful.

This time, I came here not only to cooperate with the big move of the sect, but also for my own opportunity.

After all, this area is about to become a big whirlpool, which is the most impactful event in the world in thousands of years!

"Master." A Taoist boy came in from outside, bowed, and said, "We are almost at Jingchen Mountain."

"I see."

Zhou Qing took a look, waved his hand, stood up, and looked outside through the large glazed window.

White clouds came from the horizon, endless and whistling back and forth. There were so many and so dense that they covered the mountains. Most of the mountains only had their peaks left, and the sunlight shone on them, like lanterns hanging a hundred feet high, with fireflies flickering. Only one mountain rose up from the sky, steep and precipitous, and the white clouds seemed to only reach the foot of the mountain, far away from the top.

That is Jingchen Mountain, where the Jingchen Dharma Assembly is held.

Deep in Jingchen Mountain, on the top of the mountain.

A large hall was built, three stories high, made entirely of new jade, with an image of a cold moon engraved on one side. A graceful celestial maiden stood under a laurel tree with an elegant posture. Countless silver-white drops fell from her fluttering skirt, rustling around. When they reached the outside, they blended with the energy of the air, turning the surroundings into a frosty white.

Seen from a distance, the entire hall looks like the legendary Guanghan Palace, with cold light and auspicious aura, and wonderful sounds producing auspicious sounds.

A silent and mysterious force permeated the air, causing all living beings to stay away from it.

A pretty girl came up along the mountain path. She was wearing a complicated dress like the Night Flower Palace. She looked like an elf in the night with her eyes shining. When she came closer, the Doumu Palace sect order on her waist suddenly raised a jade wheel with tiny symbols flowing inside, which pushed away the falling power and allowed her to enter the inner circle smoothly.

When we got inside, the branches and leaves sticking out from the roadside were shining coldly, and the deep ancient well in the distance was covered with frost. Three or five white rabbits were lying quietly on one side, motionless, with only their little ears erect.

The girl took a few more steps, and suddenly, her consciousness moved. In her perception, a cold color suddenly jumped out from the unknown, like a cold moon, hanging high in the sky, high above, and thousands of words below it were intertwined like a silver plate, holding it firmly, and countless osmanthus flowers fell from the plate, sprinkling everywhere. Just one look, even for a Danhua cultivator like her, there was a grand voice in her consciousness, subconsciously restrained, and did not dare to look too much. Compared with the other party, her power was simply a firefly light that could not compete with the sun and the moon.

Taking a deep breath, the girl adjusted her skirt and walked into the hall.

On the high platform in the center of the hall, a female fairy was sitting cross-legged. Her whole body was surrounded by a circle of jade-colored halo. Behind her, countless seal characters collided with each other, making a clear and crystal sound, like the sound of pearls falling from a chime, which was very pleasant to the ear.

"Real person."

The girl looked at the fairy above, stepped forward and saluted, her tone full of respect. The one in front of her was a Nascent Soul Third Stage cultivator who had just been promoted not long ago in the sect and was now on the rise. The future of someone like her could be decided by the other party's words.

Tang Lingmin sat cross-legged motionless. There was a hole in the dome, and a cold color hung down from it, forming a line like a real bright moon, covering her. Her beautiful eyes looked calm, but like the sea, as long as the wind rose, it would stir up huge waves and swallow everything.

She glanced at the girl below and spoke directly, her tone calm, but with a strong voice that could decide life and death, "Is Zhou Qing coming soon?"

"Yes." The girl raised her head and said in a clear and crisp voice, "According to the news from the front, Master Zhou Qingzhou of Zhenyi Sect should be able to reach Jingchen Mountain in half a day."

"long time."

Tang Lingmin looked outside the mountain with her beautiful eyes. A powerful aura began to revive, and it became stronger and stronger, rushing straight into the sky, then slowly dispersing, spreading out a circle of dazzling light.

In that ray of light, there was a faint seated celestial being, whose face could not be seen clearly. But as soon as she appeared, there were countless people chanting and praising her all around, and the entire void was filled with a thick fragrance that was everywhere.

As soon as the Nascent Soul body of the great Xuanmen monk appeared, even though he had restrained some of his aura, it was still whistling with energy, and all directions responded, causing changes in the celestial phenomena in this area.

Almost at the same time, a sword light suddenly lit up from another peak, like a thunderbolt, tearing through the clouds in the sky. The afterglow of the collision was like countless star rays flying back and forth, colliding non-stop. The hissing sound of sword energy came from above, and anyone who listened could hear the unstoppable sharpness.

The sword light and the appearance of the goddess seemed to be in conflict with each other, with no clear winner, but they were also secretly working together, exuding a strange magnetic field.

In a hall, a cultivator who looked quite young, dressed in white and handsome, heard the noise and saw the strange scene on the mountain. He smiled, looked across and said, "It is rare that Doumu Palace and Taibai Sword Sect sent great cultivators to participate in the Jingchen Dharma Assembly at the same time."

In the past, the major sects, whether they were from the Upper Xuan Sect or the Middle Xuan Sect, usually sent Yuanying cultivators to preside over the Jingchen Dharma Assembly. After all, the major aristocratic families also sent Yuanying cultivators to lead the team, and there was no doubt that the status and strength of the Yuanying cultivators of the various sects of the Xuan Sect were higher than those of the aristocratic families, so they could be firmly controlled.

This time, both the Doumu Palace and the Taibai Sword Sect had great Nascent Soul cultivators come in person, which was an extremely rare occurrence since the Jingchen Dharma Assembly was held.

In fact, not only the two major upper Xuanmen, Doumu Palace and Taibai Sword Sect, but also the people sent by Laojun Temple, Fenghuangtai and other middle Xuanmen are much stronger and have higher status than in previous years.

"Zhou Qing, Zhenyi Sect."

The other person in the hall was a woman in a red dress, but she had a straight nose and a broad forehead, and her face looked like a man. Thousands of lights behind her fell with her voice, like countless meteors splashing, giving her voice an inexplicable brilliance.

The reason why the Jingchen Dharma Assembly on the Jingchen Mountain was so unusual this time was because the Zhenyi Sect participated again, and the participant was Zhou Qing, a new great monk who was rising rapidly and gaining fame in the Xuanmen sect!

This Xuanmen genius, with his unprecedented talent, has been promoted all the way and has become a legend. He is considered to be the seed of the future cave heaven and has a very high status in the Zhenyi Sect.

As everyone knows, the Zhenyi Sect has been eyeing this area covetously, constantly developing its power and expanding as much as possible. At the Jingchen Dharma Assembly, when a figure like Zhou Qing from the Zhenyi Sect comes, no Xuanmen in this area will ignore him, but will be wary and fearful of him.

Because of this, the major Xuanmen sects also sent out powerful figures one after another.

(End of this chapter)