Alchemy Dao Immortal

Chapter 629: The Curtain Rises on the Shocking Changes in the Mountains
Guo Fubo, the great monk of Laojun Temple, slowly withdrew his gaze, with a look of relief on his face.

Although the few new disciples are a little immature and green, the sect's inheritance lies in such young people, and their future has unlimited possibilities.

Only with a steady supply of outstanding young people can the sect carry on its tradition and pass on its legacy.

Looking at the curl of smoke rising from the crane-shaped incense burner on the jade table, which was a patch of green and frosty, bringing a chill to people's brows, Guo Fubao put away his smile, just like the current situation.

The two major sects, Doumu Palace and Taibai Sword Sect, are becoming more and more powerful and their actions are getting bigger and bigger. Especially Doumu Palace, which has been suppressing Laojun Temple and making it public.

As a result, all forces that Laojun Temple came into contact with were wary, making it difficult for Laojun Temple to move forward, and many plans failed. If this continues, the vicious cycle will only get worse.

The only way to break the impasse is to find new allies!
Thinking of this, Guo Fubao could not help but turn his head and look towards a peak in the mountain. There were twelve streams of clear air passing through the sky, rolling up like celestial beads, dazzling, high up, and incomparable. Even the Qionglou Han Palace, Baoge Yuhu of Doumu Palace, or the supreme sword energy of Taibai Sword Sect that could tear everything apart, would retreat when they reached there.

The sudden move of the Zhenyi Sect of Shangxuanmen into this area may be distasteful and unpleasant to other sects, but for Laojun Temple, it can indeed share the pressure from the Taibai Sword Sect and the Doumu Palace, which is a blessing from heaven.

"It's time to contact Zhou Qing."

Guo Fubo thought about it and made a decision.

I thought Zhou Qing, who had just arrived and was facing the rejection and pressure from the major sects in this area, would take the initiative to find allies, but I didn't expect the other party to be so patient and hold back. In this case, I need to take the initiative.

We should not be too fussy about the overall situation at hand.

So he created an incarnation that left his residence like a flash of light, and soon arrived quietly in front of the Zhenyi Sect's residence on Jingchen Mountain. He sent a message inside and said in a loud voice: "Guo Fubo from Laojun Temple has come to pay his respects to Master Zhou."

"Master Guo, please come in."

As soon as the voice fell, the clear light in the sky suddenly retracted and turned into a rainbow bridge, which landed at Guo Fubao's feet. The great monk from Laojun Temple took a look at it, spread out his sleeves, stepped on it, and walked in calmly.

When I got inside, I saw Zhou Qing, whom I had met once. He stood up to greet me. His handsome face was covered with a gentle smile, and his eyes were as deep as stars, which made a very impressive impression.

Even though the other party was a newly promoted great monk, when their auras touched, Guo Fubo felt that the other party was like a boundless abyss of water, vast and deep, with no bottom in sight, and extremely deep and terrifying.

I really don’t know how the other party practiced.

Suppressing the thoughts churning in his mind, Guo Fubo sat down on the high platform, behind the jade table, in the dim light, he said with a smile: "I'm sorry for disturbing you, I hope Brother Zhou will forgive me."

"You are too polite, fellow Daoist." Zhou Qing remained calm, the clouds on his head like a mirror, reflecting the light from all directions. He said, "I have long wanted to sit with you, fellow Daoist Guo."

The other party took the initiative to come forward, which was an olive branch, and he had no reason not to accept it. After all, he came here to help the sect open up the situation, and there was no doubt that Laojun Temple would be the best ally.

After hearing Zhou Qing's words, Guo Fubo was completely relieved and the smile on his face became more sincere.

Both of them had plans to cooperate, but they were in a stalemate before, mainly because they were competing for the "initiative". Now that Guo Fubo has taken the initiative to come to them and nominally bowed his head, everything will naturally be harmonious afterwards.

Just when the two men had finished their conversation, Guo Fubo had already left. Just as he walked out of the Zhenyi Sect's headquarters, at this moment, suddenly, a circle of bronze magnetic light came out of the talisman on his body, and tiny and fragmented seal characters on it kept colliding and making rapid sounds.

After seeing this scene, the great monk Guo Fubo's expression changed drastically, because this was an emergency communication from the sect, which meant it was extremely urgent.

Such a transmission requires layers of encryption and is transmitted over long distances, which places extremely high demands on the caster. The objects of sustenance consumed are extremely precious and will not be used easily. And every time they are used, it means that something urgent has happened!

With a gloomy face, Guo Fubao cast a special spell on the talisman. After layers of decryption, this extremely urgent communication content appeared in his consciousness. After reading it, he was shocked on the spot.

"Is there such a thing?"

Guo Fubao was both happy and horrified. He returned to the Zhenyi Sect's headquarters as quickly as possible. After talking with Zhou Qing for a few words, he immediately returned to the Laojun Temple's headquarters and injected his magic power into the Mother of Talismans in his possession.

The next moment, the talismans of the aristocratic children who passed the test at the Jingchen Dharma Assembly and were accepted by Laojun Temple as disciples suddenly shone brightly, and wisps of precious energy emerged, like a rainbow, wrapping around their bodies and shooting towards this place. When they woke up from the shock and dizziness, they saw Guo Fubo with a gloomy face. There was a beam of light in front of this great monk of Laojun Temple, with colorful lights on the top and dark white on the bottom. Strands of light inexplicably entangled him, reflecting his bottomless eyes, and an extremely powerful force was brewing.

Seeing this, they dared not breathe a word, but just saluted and stood with their hands hanging down.

Guo Fubo looked around the whole place and saw that everyone from Laojun Temple had arrived. He slowly said, "I have something important to do and need to go back to the sect now. You guys should prepare. Then in three to five days, when the ceremony is officially over, Yutang will take me back."

"Yutang." Having said this, he looked at the only Nascent Soul cultivator in the field and instructed: "Don't worry about anything on the way, take the people and return to the sect safely."

Liu Yutang had sharp eyebrows that reached his temples, and his eyebrows were divided into eight colors, but he was very calm. He found this strange, but did not ask any more questions. He just nodded vigorously to show that he understood.

After watching the whole scene again, Guo Fubo patted Liu Yutang on the shoulder and strode out. His whole body shook and turned into a ray of light. In a moment, he was out of Jingchen Mountain and fled to the gate of Laojun Temple at the fastest speed.

He used his Nascent Soul Body to control the escape technique, which was incredibly fast and yet silent. Wherever he went, not even the leaves on the treetops were disturbed. Only a vague shadow could be vaguely seen under the light of the sky.

After an unknown amount of time, a sea of ​​forests appeared before his eyes. Even in the sky, the aura was reflected with a faint green color, which looked magnificent and bizarre. As soon as Guo Fubo entered, his spiritual consciousness sensed something and he had to stop his escape light. A circle of treasure wheels appeared under his feet, revealing his Nascent Soul Dharma Body, illuminating the area within a radius of a hundred miles.

In an instant, within the treasure wheel, within the light, strands of brilliant white emerged, gathering more and more, filled with a chilling murderous intent, the sharp aura piercing straight into his brows, making his consciousness covered with a layer of frost.

This is a crisis, and it is a huge crisis!
Taking a deep breath, Guo Fubo looked around and said in a voice as golden as jade, "Since the two Taoist friends are here, please come out."

The first thing that answered him was a sword sound that tore through the air, and a string of star colors fell straight from the gap, merging into a great monk, with one hand in front, and the sword balls hanging behind him like flying. The Taibai Sword School's robes on his body were simple and majestic. Then, there were solemn praises, and lotus flowers bloomed. Under the amazing appearance of the goddess, Tang Lingmin, the female fairy of Doumu Palace, wore a pearl dress as soft as nothing, and countless tiny hexagrams appeared and disappeared on it, forming different patterns, telling the changes of the moon phases.

"Fellow Daoist Guo." Tang Lingmin appeared, with a pair of beautiful eyes shining coldly, looking at Guo Fubo, and said word by word: "The Jingchen Dharma Assembly has not ended yet, why did you leave without saying goodbye?"

Guo Fubo smiled and said, "The disciples who should be admitted have been admitted, so of course they will leave. Why are you leaving without saying goodbye? As for you two, you are not staying in Jingchen Mountain, but are here to block my way. I don't remember that we have such a relationship."

At this time, the great monk of Taibai Sword Sect spun the sword ball behind him, pulling out thousands of sword beams, exploding like fireworks, making the sound of swords ringing everywhere. He interrupted the two people's verbal argument and said straight to the point, "Fellow Daoist Guo, the two of us would like to invite you to go back to Jingchen Mountain."

The voice was not loud, but it was sonorous and powerful, with an irresistible strength that echoed all around.

Guo Fubo glanced at the two of them, and the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by a solemn expression that looked ashen under the sunlight.

There was only one reason why the other party acted this way, that is, the changes in the sect could no longer be concealed. The Taibai Sword Sect and Doumu Palace behind the two of them had already learned about it and immediately took tit-for-tat actions. And I was only a small part of this action.

"Fellow Daoist Guo, please come in."

Layers of light appeared in Tang Lingmin's beautiful eyes, and in each ray of light there was the image of a mysterious celestial being. She locked her mind on Guo Fubo, and the aura on her body began to slowly increase.

No matter how powerful Guo Fubo was, he was only a great cultivator of the Laojun Temple of the Middle Xuan Sect. The two of them were both great cultivators of the Upper Xuan Sect, and their mysterious skills, magical powers, and magic weapons all had the upper hand. Moreover, the two of them did not fight to the death with Guo Fubo. After all, they were all fellow Xuan Sect practitioners, and it was impossible for them to fight to the death. What they had to do was to try their best to prevent the other from returning to the mountain gate of the Laojun Temple.

"Duh."

Seeing that he could not let the matter go, Guo Fubo could only wave his sleeves, and the Nascent Soul Dharmakaya behind him stepped out. The ancient Mo Ming pushed the door of the Taoist temple and transformed into a stream of energy, mysterious and unfathomable, covering the sky and the earth, and connecting everything above and below.

As soon as the aura comes out, everything around it is imbued with a sense of antiquity, as if it had been baptized by time. That kind of patina makes people feel as if their life is passing away at a glance.

Tang Lingmin and the great monk of Taibai Sword Sect looked at each other, and they both attacked at the same time. With just one move, incredible magical power was released. All the antiquity and mystery were torn into pieces in the face of this absolute power.

Looking at the force of the iron chain across the river in front of him, Guo Fubo immediately judged that he would not be able to break through such a blockade in a short period of time, and if he delayed, something bad would happen, so he had to go back as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, the great monk from Laojun Temple let out a clear whistle, and vigorously shook a jade talisman he had brought from his sleeve. His magic power poured into the talisman, causing it to ring like a bell or a jade drum, which became louder and louder.

When the jade talisman fell off, a light appeared on the front of the talisman, like a sword blade, or more like a door, and a handsome figure approached from afar.

(End of this chapter)