I seek immortality by chance

Chapter 222 The true battle begins!
"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

Half a year later, on Qingfeng Mountain, the thick and simple Taoist bell started to work without wind, and its melodious sound resounded throughout the Taoist temple.

In the Taoist temple, all the foundation-building monks opened their eyes and looked at the place where the bell rang.

"In accordance with the decree of Master Yuanyang, the Taoist Academy will start the battle for the true inheritance from today!"

"All foundation building disciples who are under 130 years old can participate."

"For ten days, ten true successors will be expelled!"

A loud voice from nowhere sounded on Qingfeng Mountain, and then there were thousands of rays of light, thousands of auspicious clouds, and the void trembled.

A rainbow channel exuding colorful colors and constantly rotating slowly emerged on Qingfeng Mountain. Inside the channel, it seemed to be a secret realm.

On top of the Dharma boat, there is a beautiful woman covered by gauze, with only a pair of pink eyes exposed, and a handsome young Taoist priest.

"Just in time..."

Tiangang Peak, Qingyan Peak, Biluo Peak, Su Family, Bian Family, Feng Family, Qianjiao Yuan...the Seven Meridians of the Aristocratic Family, Hanmen Lingdao, and many foundation-building monks all raised their heads, with expectant looks in their eyes.

"The seat of the True Inheritance is hard to come by. Even I, Qingfeng Taoist Academy, need many years of accumulation before I can come up with such skill."

"It finally begins!"

If nothing else, the third-level spiritual island is not something that ordinary casual cultivators can covet.

The battle for the true inheritance is not only about a title, but also about the key and way to the golden elixir.

It is vaguely visible that spiritual light is gushing out from within, ancient trees are towering into the sky, and a mysterious Taoist charm is permeating the air.

Streams of light leaped up from various spiritual islands and flew towards the colorful passages.

The woman laughed dumbly: "Thousands of years ago, the last person in the Taoist academy who achieved the golden elixir was the Master of the Feng family. That was also four hundred years ago."

"I will fight for the Master!"

In this world, if you want to achieve a golden elixir, the safest and most reliable way is to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade.

At this time, a Dharma boat with shining silver light and a solemn aura arrived belatedly and returned to Qingfeng Taoist Temple.

The Taoist nodded silently, his voice not loud, but full of determination.

The woman murmured softly, then turned around and asked: "I have tried my best and everything is ready. Now you have to rely on yourself!"

"Not for me, but for yourself."

A true pass position represents a massive resource.

There are very few people who practice golden elixir casually.

Years of hard work, today is the day!
……

"Shh!"

"call out!"

“If you don’t want to miss out, you can only try your best to compete!”

"Disciples must try their best!"

Gu Yuan stretched out his hand to bow and said solemnly.

"Go!"

Master Sword Fox sighed softly, and then his body turned into a stream of light, stepped into the colorful passage first, and disappeared.

Gu Yuan took a deep breath and slowly walked into the colorful passage.

……

The blue clouds are long and the ancient trees are towering.

The spiritual energy flowing in the air is so rich that it is outrageous, and every trace is ethereal.

Mortals among them, even if they don't practice, can live to be 120 years old without any disease or disaster.

This is the most precious secret realm in Qingfeng Taoist Temple, the Qingxiao secret realm with fourth-level spiritual veins!
It is also the place of cultivation for the only Taoist Taoist in Qingfeng Taoist Temple, Yunyang Zhenren.

Taoist monks have a life span of two thousand years, which is difficult to see in ordinary people.

Many disciples in the Taoist Academy have never seen Yuanyang in person until their death.

In the realm of Tao Fei, you can already sit and watch the vicissitudes of mountains and rivers, which is otherworldly.

...Gu Yuan also entered the Qingxiao Secret Realm for the first time.

In the past, even the Golden Core cultivators had to be summoned by real people before they could gain admission.

"What a rich spiritual energy..."

Compared with the fourth-level secret realm, his current realm is too low, and it is difficult to see through the mystery. He can only feel the blue spiritual energy that he has never seen before flowing like clouds in the secret realm.

The entire secret realm was shrouded in a huge blue cloud, making it difficult to see the real thing, only seeing it as vast and ethereal.

And in the center of the secret sky, there is a huge cyan cloud platform.

The cloud platform is thousands of feet long, with a row of stands on each side, and inside is a vast cloud mirror.

In the mirror, you can vaguely see the screams of monsters, miasma, evil energy, and even many natural thunders, to name a few.

There are ten blue clouds above the cloud mirror, but at this time, there is no one above the clouds.

And higher up on the entire cloud platform, there are ten futons standing in the sky.

The futon in the center is blue cloud color, while the rest are golden.

At this time, there were already six figures sitting cross-legged on the golden futon.

There are white-haired old men, middle-aged men with majestic faces, and young Taoists with handsome faces wearing lotus robes... But without exception, they all have deep auras, gold in their eyes, and mysteries that mortals cannot fathom. .

At this moment, a beautiful woman with a gauzy face and only a pair of pink eyes floated over and landed on the seventh futon.

"Junior sister came late. She really worked hard. It seems that she asked for a lot this time? Then did Gu Yuan become your disciple?"

As soon as Master Jianhu sat down, on the third futon, a handsome and elegant middle-aged Taoist wearing green robes asked with a smile.

This middle-aged Taoist is none other than the Master of the Su family, Su Xingwen, whose Taoist name is Master Biyun.

"Brother Buluo, please worry."

"After Linglong's death, I will not accept any more disciples, but he has a great opportunity and can be the successor of my Yuhu Peak Taoism."

Master Sword Fox spoke calmly, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

She originally had a good relationship with Su Xingwen. They were neither close nor distant, but because of Gu Yuan, she also developed an inexplicable hostility towards the Su family.

With her suppressing him, the Su family still had dishonorable methods that were disgraceful.

"I'm just worried that after all the hard work, junior sister, it will be all in vain, which is not beautiful."

"After all, he is just a disciple from a humble family, with a body with five orifices, and it was only by chance that he achieved such an achievement. How far can he go?"

Su Xingwen smiled lightly, but his tone was derogatory.

"That's better than anointed disciples!"

Master Sword Fox replied coldly.

Seeing that the two did not deal with them, the other Jindan remained silent and did not dissuade them.

Today's battle over the true biography is also a battle over their layout and vision.

All are competitors.

It would be better for these two to fight first.

"Everyone has his own fate, why argue?"

"The body with five orifices is not incapable of achieving the golden elixir, and the seven branches of the aristocratic family are not all weak-minded."

At this moment, on top of the green futon in the center, an old figure slowly appeared from the void to reality.

"Greetings to the Master!"

Seeing the old man appear, the seven golden elixirs on the golden futon all stood up and saluted in unison.

"Sit down!"

The old man was wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and his white hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. He had a ruddy complexion and looked the same as an old man in the mortal world. However, between the opening and closing of his eyes, there was Yin-Yang divine light flowing, revealing a mysterious feeling. meaning.

"The battle for the true story has lasted hundreds of years in the blink of an eye."

The old man sighed slightly, then waved his whisk and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, let's see if there are any outstanding figures who can continue my Qingfeng Taoist lineage!"

After saying this, a stream of light shot out from the whisk, and a huge suction force suddenly appeared in the cloud mirror of the blue cloud platform, sucking in dozens of disciples.

Gu Yuan had just stepped onto the cyan cloud platform, and before he understood the rules, he was suddenly sucked in by this powerful force and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)