I seek immortality by chance

Chapter 547: Leixiao Cave, Seventeen Years of Cultivation

White clouds are floating and cranes are flying.

The vast and misty clouds were like a rolling river in the sky, creating layers of waves and almost becoming substantial above the sky.

In the vast clouds, there is an island suspended in the air, floating quietly, motionless for thousands of years.

There is a surging river on the island, which falls into a stunning waterfall. It shines with colorful luster under the sun, like a rainbow bridge spanning the sky and the earth.

Among the islands, there are four black iron chains that penetrate the sea of ​​clouds and anchor four smaller islands.

On the top of each suspended island stands a golden and wooden pavilion, with bird-scare bells carved from thousand-year-old ice hanging from the eaves. When the wind blows, the bells emit silver light, startling the circling cranes. When the breeze blows, it really feels like a fairyland.

Hidden in the mist and clouds!

A sixth-level superior dojo!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

In the vast sea of ​​clouds, the sound of a horn was heard, and a thousand-foot-long flying boat smashed into countless clouds, like a giant cloud whale, coming at a high speed.

There are all kinds of golden-armored warriors, mountain monsters, shell girls and mermaids on the boat, as well as many treasure chests and ore baskets densely placed on the deck.

Above the flying boat, a golden banner was flying and rustling, and on it were two large characters written in a flamboyant style, which were clearly visible.

"Donghua!"

Qingcheng Cave Heaven, the Xingluo Flying Boat of Master Donghua!

"This is the master's new dojo. Hurry up and get off the boat and clean up the master's cave. The layout of the ancient trees, potted plants, mountains, rivers, and waterfalls inside must all be arranged according to the master's preferences."

On the Xingluo flying boat, Lin Ronger looked at the huge island suspended in the air in the distance, her expression full of excitement, and she quickly gave orders to those around her.

"Yes, Sister Ronger!"

Upon hearing this, the Beinu and Jiaonu on the left and right were all excited. They each led a team of strong men and maids, set up auspicious clouds, and flew towards the island.

These maids all share the same fate with the master of the temple.

Originally, practicing in Tingni Dojo, a fifth-grade superior dojo, was already a great fortune. Not only was there abundant spiritual energy, but there were also many spiritual herbs and elixirs given, making life extremely comfortable.

But I didn’t expect that after only a few decades, the master actually moved into Wuyin Yunque!

This is a sixth-grade top-grade dojo!
Even ordinary people who don't know how to breathe can prolong their life in the Taoist temple, not to mention that they are practitioners.

You know, many Yuanxiang cultivators are not qualified to practice in such a temple.

Although they are only maids and cannot enter the real core of the spiritual vein, even if they occasionally bathe in the "immortal air", they can improve their cultivation and maintain their youthful appearance.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Sister Rong'er said that after this incident, each person will receive a bottle of third-level elixir. Even if we don't need it, it can be sent to the younger generation in the clan."

Many shell girls and mermen urged the strong men behind them.

Although they are "house children" raised by the Taoist sect, it does not mean that they were born from cracks in the rocks. They also have blood ties, but they are just busy on a daily basis and are rarely together.

"Hey!"

Many strong men were also emotional beings, not stone men. Upon hearing this, they thought of the bright future and immediately worked even harder to activate the "Mountain Moving Spell" in their bodies to survey the earth's veins, transform the terrain, and create it according to the imagined scenery.

All of a sudden, the temple was bustling with noise and vitality, dispelling the silence that had existed for many years.

All the mermaids, mermen, and strongmen are not ordinary people. They have treasures from the Taoist sects that can move mountains and command rivers. Therefore, it only takes half a day to clean up the huge island.

There are quiet bamboo forests and gurgling waters on the island. A white jade path is shaped like a Tai Chi and surrounds the entire island. A huge green jade stone sits on the top of the island's cliff, with a jade pavilion standing on it, where you can sit and watch the clouds roll by.

Lin Ronger looked at all this and was very satisfied. She then took out a golden sword, bowed respectfully, and then used her magic power to throw out the order.

Then she stood on the top of the mountain and waited quietly.

After a full stick of incense had passed, a flash of lightning came from far away and landed on the top of the mountain at a very fast speed.

"hold head high!"

The three-meter-tall Leixiao Qilin knelt on the ground with its front legs and bowed respectfully to allow the Taoist priest on it to get down.

"You fool, you have actually learned to kowtow..."

Upon seeing this, the Taoist cursed with a smile, and without any movement, he got off the back of the Qilin and appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Master, the dojo and the cave have been taken care of and can be moved in at any time. Only this Falling Star Mountain, according to the master's instructions, has not been moved."

Lin Ronger led a group of beautiful maids, bowed to Gu Yuan, and reported the matters in the Taoist temple.

"Thank you for your hard work. Everything will still follow the rules of Tingni Dojo. I'll leave it to you to take care of it."

"The new wrestlers and maids are even better looking, but they will also be left to you to arrange."

Gu Yuan smiled slightly and handed a white jade token to Lin Ronger.

Lin Ronger had served him for decades and had managed everything in perfect order. Although Dao Mai had sent him a group of maids of higher rank after he broke through the Heavenly Spirit Realm, Gu Yuan was too lazy to replace them.

"Thank you for your trust, Master. I will serve you wholeheartedly!"

Lin Ronger was overjoyed when she heard this, and she bowed quickly and agreed.

The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door.

Tian Ling Xuan Shi, the manager of a sixth-grade superior Taoist temple.

This is an enormous power, and even many upper-level disciples have mobilized less resources than she does.

"Go down and do your work..."

Gu Yuan waved his sleeves, and then his figure turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already in a deep valley.

This is the only sacred peak in Wuyin Yunque and also the most precious place.

Falling Star Mountain.

This mountain seemed to have been split in half by a sharp sword. The cliffs on both sides were only a hundred feet apart, and the valley inside was extremely narrow.

The cliffs on both sides were as smooth as mirrors, with a roaring thousand-foot waterfall on each side. The waterfall on the west side was like a streak of silk, but faint blue stars could be seen inside, flowing slowly.

The waterfall on the east side roars continuously, the air is filled with mist, and silver light flashes occasionally.

The starlight and silver light flickered in the waterfall, as if there were two dragons of different colors swimming around.

Two waterfalls converge in the valley and fall into a deep pool.

The water in the pond was surging, raising mist all over the sky, making the valley look like a fairyland.

Gu Yuan took a step forward, crossed the deep valley, and came to the deep pool.

This pool is called [Xingshatan]. The waterfalls on both sides condense countless starlight and moonlight, which converge in this pool. After being polished by countless running water, [Star Sand] will eventually condense at the bottom of the pool.

A grain of star sand is a precious pill that is equivalent to a year of hard training for a cultivator in the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

At this moment, Gu Yuan focused his eyes and looked into the pool. He saw the water was turbulent, and there were thirty-six blue "gravels" as small as fingernails shining brightly in it. A faint spiritual energy was floating in it, like thirty-six tiny spiritual whirlpools.

"Thirty-six pieces of star sand..."

Gu Yuan was slightly disappointed when he saw this. This sand was a unique treasure of Wuyinyunque, and only one was produced every ten years. If this Taoist temple had an owner, the sand would belong to the owner of the Taoist temple. If it had no owner, every hundred years, the monks of the Taoist Spiritual Treasure Hall would come to collect the sand, put it into the treasury, and reward the Taoist monks who had made contributions.

However, the previous Lord of Yunque disappeared in Beiming Continent for hundreds of years. No trace was found and no one knew whether he was alive or dead. For a while, the Taoist sects did not dare to collect the precious sands at will, so thirty-six pieces were retained.

Later, after the soul lamp of the previous Lord of Yunque was extinguished and his death was confirmed, the Daoist sect took back the Taoist temple and prepared to collect the precious sand inside, but was secretly stopped by Luo Yuanshan.

This temple is his "bargaining chip" to exchange for favors, so he wants to make the "bargain" more generous.

Then, by chance, it finally fell into Gu Yuan's hands.

"With my physique, thirty-six pieces of star sand should be able to condense thirty-six thousand strands of mana, and then condense one big star, which means eight-star mana."

"Add that [Star Condensing Pill] and you'll have nine-star mana."

Looking at the precious sand in the pond, Gu Yuan was secretly calculating in his heart.

Then he waved his sleeves, and the restrictions in the pool disappeared naturally. Thirty-six fingernail-sized precious sands floated up and fell into his palm.

"It is really not easy to cultivate in the Heavenly Spirit Realm..."

Although the nine-star magic power was right in front of him, Gu Yuan still had a headache when he thought of the vast magic power required to practice in the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

With his physique, a year of hard training would only yield a few thousand strands of magic power. To condense a magic power star, it would take at least one hundred and twenty years.

Even with nine-star mana, three more stars are needed to reach the twelve mana stars required for the middle stage of Tianling.

"It's useless to think too much, I'd better practice hard first..."

Gu Yuan suppressed his thoughts, stretched out his hand and waved it. A gray gem floated up and landed in the center of the pool.

This gem is only the size of a dragon eye, but there is endless mist swirling inside, as if thousands of mist dragons are swimming and entwining in it.

All the fog in the world seems to be contained in one bead.

Swallow the mist beads!
This is a magical bead that can devour all the fog in the world. No matter what kind of fog it is, even if it is the seventh-level magical fog emitted by a Mahayana cultivator, this bead can still devour it.

This shows how domineering he is.

Gu Yuan wanted to seize the pearl not only to eliminate the natural disaster [Soul-Binding Evil Mist] in Wuyinyunque, but also to rely on this mist to refine a killing treasure!
If this bead is used well, its effectiveness will be no less than a mysterious treasure!
"Eighteen years. It seems I need to find time to go to the Sutra Hall again..."

Gu Yuan calculated with his fingers and immediately understood that there were still eighteen years until the day when the [Soul-Binding Evil Mist] would appear.

Then, this pearl will begin to take effect.

But before that, he still needs to learn the magic method of "refining fog" and "refining weapons" so that he can maximize the effectiveness of this bead.

In addition, the [Five Ghosts Moving Seal] obtained from Hei Jiufeng's memory also needs to be refined when necessary.

After thinking about it carefully, Gu Yuan suddenly felt that there was still a lot to do.

But this is how spiritual practice works, if you don’t make progress you will regress.

Even the Lady Xuanji, who is in the middle stage of Mahayana, has begun to prepare for a rainy day, worried about the great battle in Longting. He is only in the early stage of Tianling, so he has to be even more careful!

"Let's practice..."

With this thought in mind, Gu Yuan no longer hesitated. His figure flashed and he disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already in the cave on the top of the mountain.

This cave appears to be only about ten feet in size and is made of ordinary green jade, but it contains the whole universe and is a small blessed world.

The lake is like a mirror, with green lotus flowers in bloom. The sky has the sun, moon and stars. There are thunder elves in the lake, and the spiritual energy rolls like a dragon swimming in all directions. It seems like a fairyland.

A white jade cushion sits on the lake, quiet and peaceful.

This is the new cave residence of Wuyinyunque that was transformed according to Gu Yuan’s preferences - Leixiao Cave!

Gu Yuan sat on the cushion, and the rich spiritual energy of the sixth-grade superior spiritual vein suddenly surged into his body like a tide, cheering and leaping.

"call!"

Gu Yuan took a few breaths and felt refreshed, his five internal organs light and energetic, as if he had become an immortal.

Living in such a spiritual place, the speed of cultivation increases by at least 20%. It is a real paradise for immortals.

In the whole Linchuan, apart from the Mahayana Supreme, there are few people who have such a luxurious cave.

Gu Yuan sat cross-legged, waiting for his mind to recover before taking out a piece of [Star Sand].

This star sand was like a baby, breathing continuously in Gu Yuan's palm. With every breath, a stream of the essence of the sun and the moon fell into his dantian.

Gu Yuan looked inward at himself and saw that it seemed like a "meteor shower" was falling in the sky and earth within his dantian.

Countless bright stars continuously fall into the river of mana.

The river of mana is constantly filling up, the water is surging, and the "water mist" is rising straight into the sky, as if it is about to soar into the sky.

Gu Yuan calmed his mind and began to practice slowly, putting aside all distracting thoughts.

……

……

Time flies, seventeen years have passed in a whirlwind.

Everything is quiet in the mist and clouds. The mist that has never disappeared for thousands of years covers all five islands, making it seem like a fairyland.

Occasionally, a beam of light would pass through the sea of ​​clouds and try to enter Yunque, but would be politely asked to go back by the strong men guarding the temple.

But on this day, a golden light descended from the sky with an unstoppable force. It flashed suddenly, passed through countless seas of clouds, and went straight to the Leixiao Cave in the center of the Wuyinyun Palace.

Wuyin Yunque is a sixth-grade top-grade Taoist temple. Its own island protection formation is already top-grade. Even cultivators at the peak of the Heavenly Spirit cannot break in, not to mention that this formation is also connected to the mountain protection formation of the Linchuan Taoist sect. That is a real fairy formation of an incalculable grade!
It is also difficult for Mahayana monks to break in.

But this golden light ignores any formation, as if all formations come from the same origin as this golden light.

Only the thunder restriction set up by Gu Yuan himself in front of Leixiao Cave was able to slightly block the golden light for a moment.

At this moment, the golden light was not stopped, but it awakened Gu Yuan from his practice.

In his eyes, lightning flashed and golden light surged, and nine stars could be vaguely seen twinkling, filled with endless mysterious meanings.

"Daoist decree, how serious is this matter? It's so urgent..."

This golden light has no malicious intent, it is only used to convey messages.

Gu Yuan stretched out his hand, and the golden light fell into his palm.

He glanced around and a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"One year later, the Eight Meridians Dharma Assembly..."

"Northern Luzhou, Hunyuan Daomai..."

Looking at the message conveyed in the golden light, Gu Yuan couldn't help but sigh.

"It's finally here..."

(End of this chapter)