I seek immortality by chance

Chapter 548: Forgetfulness and Thoughts, Hu Yuanhua's Visit

This golden light ignores the great formation of the sixth-level Taoist temple, because this light is originally emitted by the immortal formation relying on the Taoist meridian, and it is the will of the Taoist meridian.

The information in the golden light is also very simple.

Long Ting came ashore, watching the situation with a fierce gaze. Beiluzhou was unable to hold on alone, so he issued an order to seek help from the Seven Meridians.

Hunyuan Daomai hopes to hold an Eight-Mainland Dharma Assembly to discuss important matters.

The date is set for one year later.

The Linchuan Taoist sect has already agreed to this matter, and has selected three Mahayana monks, thirty-six Tianling monks, one hundred and eight Yuanxiang monks, and countless other monks. One year later, they will all go to Beiluzhou.

Gu Yuan was on the list.

This is the final result of the discussion among many Mahayana sects in the Dao lineage. There is no doubt about it. Informing them in advance is to allow everyone to prepare early.

Gu Yuan had already anticipated the arrival of this day.

Now, seventeen years have passed, and the sword has only just been sent. To be honest, the Hunyuan Dao lineage is already quite powerful.

But once this sword is fired, turmoil in Middle-earth may really be imminent.

"We still need to increase our strength as quickly as possible..."

Gu Yuan put away his sword, but did not stand up. Instead, he continued to sit cross-legged and breathe.

During the past seventeen years, he had been practicing hard, and with the help of many treasures, his nine-star magic power had become remarkably stable. Not only that, he had also condensed tens of thousands of strands of magic power, hoping to reach ten-star magic power.

Not only that, he also went to the Sutra Repository and found out the method of "refining fog" and "refining weapons" of the Mist-Swallowing Pearl - the Binding Cloud Rope Technique!

This is a method of refining fog with the Mist-Swallowing Bead as the core. Not only can one perfectly refine the Mist-Swallowing Bead, but one can also manipulate the Mist-Swallowing Bead to absorb the [Soul-Binding Evil Mist] and eventually melt it into the [Law-Binding Cloud Rope].

This rope is condensed from [Soul-Binding Evil Mist]. As long as it binds the enemy cultivator, it can imprison his magic power and lock it in his dantian, making it impossible for him to move. The lower the cultivation level, the stronger the imprisonment.

It is a wonderful method of attack.

But Gu Yuan was not satisfied with this, so he kept using the [Golden Seal of the Great Dream] to deduce, and finally obtained a more mysterious method - the Art of Forgetting Love and Filling Minds!

The most core ability of the Soul-Binding Evil Mist is not to imprison the monk's magic power, but to eliminate the monk's "desire".

Without desire, there would be no thought of resistance, let alone killing.

No matter how high your cultivation is, without emotion and the ability to drive, it will be useless.

This technique derived by Gu Yuan, once released, can turn into a thick fog. As long as the cultivator inside has a level of cultivation not higher than his, his "desires" will be rapidly disturbed, and he will do things that go against common sense.

Even if one's cultivation is higher than his, there will still be a moment of distraction.

However, the ultimate effectiveness depends not only on the mystery of this technique, but also on the quality of [Soul-Binding Evil Mist].

At this time, there were only a few months left before the natural disaster of [Soul-Binding Evil Mist] occurred.

Gu Yuan sat cross-legged and practiced quietly.

In this way, March passed by in a flash.

On this day, the flowing clouds and fog outside the entire Wuyin Tianque suddenly rolled up, and the void seemed to crack. Wisps of gray mist emerged from the unknown space and flowed in all directions.

This fog looks harmless to humans and animals, but it has an inexplicable evil spirit flowing through it, bringing with it a frightening aura.

"coming……"

In the cave, Gu Yuan's eyes suddenly opened, and then his figure flashed, and he went straight out of the cave and came to the [Xingshatan].

"Crash!"

[Xingshatan] In front of the lake, grey fog rose up out of nowhere and covered the surface of the lake. Evil spirits flowed in the fog, carrying an unpredictable aura. Even with Gu Yuan's cultivation level, he felt his heart palpitating just by looking at it from afar.

Soul-binding evil fog!

Even Mahayana monks have to avoid the natural disaster fog!
But in front of the Xingsha Pond, a gray gem was flickering slightly, and countless suction forces surged inside, like a dragon whale swallowing water, swallowing up all the evil fog.

It's like the sea that embraces all rivers and never refuses anything.

Even though the evil fog rolled endlessly and surged out from the void, it could not get out of the scope of the Star Sand Pond.

"This quality... is medium quality, just enough for use."

Gu Yuan stood outside the pool, golden flames flowing in his eyes. He looked carefully at the rolling evil fog, feeling a little disappointed.

The evil fog of medium quality, when activated by the Forgetfulness and Mind-filling Technique, can only interfere with cultivators in the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit Realm at most, and it will be extremely difficult to interfere with cultivators above that.

After all, he only has this one chance to swallow the evil mist. If he can swallow it a few more times, he might be able to improve the quality of his Forgetfulness and Mind-Missing Technique.

"It's a pity that all the strange mists originally swallowed by this Mist-Swallowing Pearl have disappeared completely, otherwise it would have been a deadly treasure..."

Looking at the chaotic-colored Mist-Swallowing Bead, Gu Yuan felt a little regretful.

But the movement of his hand did not stop. He stretched out his hand and flicked it. A particle of essence blood floated out and fell into the Mist-Swallowing Pearl.

Afterwards, Gu Yuan stood cross-legged above the lake, sitting opposite to Tun Wuzhu, muttering something.

Not only that, there was a golden flame surging in the palm of his hand, and spiritual materials were floating out of his sleeves, turning into spiritual liquid and merging with the evil fog in the sky.

Under Gu Yuan's control, the mist in the Mist-Swallowing Bead continued to condense, and two large characters surrounded by spiritual light could be vaguely seen.

"Forget about love!"

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Time flies, and another six months have passed.

The entire Linchuan Dao was plunged into a state of noise.

There were many escaping lights coming and going, and the Lingbao Hall and Danding Pavilion were crowded.

The demon tribes in many lakes, sacred peaks, and deserts under the Taoist lineage all suffered misfortune. Countless cultivators flocked to the area, contracted various demon beasts and monsters, and took them as their spiritual pets.

Some monster beasts that were once looked down upon were also pulled out of their nests by the Taoist disciples and forced into contracts.

The Dihuo Palace and the Wanxing Market, the markets commonly used by the disciples of the Dao Sect, were extremely noisy. Some people were even ready to fight for a treasure.

It has been decades since Long Ting came ashore.

Although the Linchuan Road is stable, the news from northern Luzhou is updated every day.

The Hunyuan Taoist sect in Beiluzhou is still as stable as Mount Tai, and the mountain gate is solid, but the low-level disciples have suffered heavy casualties.

Hundreds of Jindan disciples were killed or injured, and countless other foundation-building and Qi-training disciples died.

In fact, the Hunyuan Dao lineage did not engage in a large-scale fight with Longting, but the two sides were so powerful that even the slightest friction would be a disaster for the low-level disciples.

Therefore, when the golden order of Linchuan Daoism was issued, the most anxious ones were the various low-level disciples.

Constantly looking for ways to survive this war.

In addition to increasing their strength, many disciples also offered favors and established relationships, hoping to rely on the big tree and get a glimmer of hope for survival in this catastrophe.

Hidden in the fog and clouds, there is an independent cave that is difficult for outsiders to see, but people still come to visit.

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The colorful auspicious clouds were floating, carrying two Taoists. The leader was a middle-aged Taoist with white hair on his temples, a weathered look on his face, and bloodshot eyes, as if he had not had a good rest in recent days.

Behind the middle-aged Taoist priest was a young Taoist priest with an upright stature, handsome face and full of heroic spirit.

But at this moment, the young Taoist's face was full of reluctance.

"Master, since the Dao Sect has issued an order, we should obey it. Whether it is war or peace, we should obey the decree. Coming to Uncle Gu for no reason is too cowardly."

These two people were none other than Hu Yuanhua, who was guarding the Shenzhou monks at Qingfeng Taoist Temple, and Hu Zhengyuan, his disciple in Shenzhou.

At this moment, hearing Hu Zhengyuan's "youthful spirit", Hu Yuanhua couldn't help but yelled: "Shut up!"

"You have only been in Linchuan Daoist Sect for a few years, but you are already calling yourself a Daoist sect member. You also say that you obey the law in war or peace. Do you think you are a Mahayana cultivator or a Tianling cultivator?"

"You are just a little Dao fetus. In the Dragon Court, you can't even be a demon general vanguard. You are just cannon fodder!"

Seeing his disciple's face full of dissatisfaction, Hu Zhengyuan said with great sorrow: "Do you think Longting is the demon tribe's water pond or the evil mountain where you usually practice? Will it give Linchuan Daoist Sect some face and not kill you?"

"That is the Lord of the Four Seas, a terrifying existence comparable to the Heavenly Palace!"

"Tiangong, Tiangong, do you understand?!"

"The Dragon Court will not hesitate to kill. If you are careless, your soul will be destroyed and your body will become food for the monsters."

"This is a catastrophe, do you think it's just a game?!"

"Without blessing, you, a Taoist monk, will die without knowing how you died!"

Seeing Hu Yuanhua's pessimism, Hu Zhengyuan couldn't help but say, "At worst, I'll die, but I won't let the dragon race have an easy life!"

As soon as these words came out, Hu Zhengyuan's face changed and he couldn't help but yelled, "Shut up!"

"Die, die, die. If you die, you'll be a hero, but what should I do?!"

"Guarding Xiaoyuan Peak with all my heart, guarding your grave alone?"

In the last sentence, Hu Yuanhua's voice suddenly lowered, as if it was squeezed out of his throat, and his shock and anger were evident in his words.

These words were sincere and heartfelt, and how could Hu Zhengyuan not feel it? He immediately sighed, suppressed his anger, bowed deeply, and performed a great salute to Hu Yuanhua. He said nothing more and let him do whatever he wanted.

Seeing this, Hu Yuanhua suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, urged the auspicious clouds, passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and came to a golden pavilion suspended in the air.

Inside the Golden Pavilion, there are warriors in golden armor holding long spears guarding it. Anyone who wants to enter the Mist Hidden Cloud Palace must register in this Golden Pavilion and can only enter the Cloud Palace after reporting.

A sixth-grade top-quality dojo is already one of the top dojo in the Linchuan Taoist school, so it naturally has this status.

"Master Hu!

"Master Xiao Hu!"

The golden-armored warriors guarding Wuyin Yunque were the same warriors from Tingni Dojo, so they recognized Hu Yuanhua and the other two at a glance.

After all, Gu Yuan didn’t have many “fellow disciples” in Shenzhou, and those who came from Qingfeng Taoist Academy were already very close to him.

Hu Yuanhua waved his sleeves and handed two bottles of elixirs to the two golden-armored warriors, then asked softly, "Is the dean here? I have something important to discuss with you."

The two strong men hurriedly returned the pills and said anxiously, "Master, please don't embarrass me. Why do you need us to report to you when you come to Yunque as a master? Please take back the pills quickly, or we will not be punished."

The Qingfeng Taoist Academy is not an ordinary group of people. They are equivalent to the core lineage of Qingcheng. If Lin Ronger finds out that they have privately accepted Qingfeng pills, any trouble will lead to disaster.

Without waiting for Hu Yuanhua to speak, one of the strong men quickly sent out a beam of light, and then cranes flew around, followed by dragons, and a woman with a cold and beautiful face, wearing a black gold sash around her waist and jade tassels on her lapels, came riding on the chariot.

"Rong'er didn't know that the two masters were coming. I'm sorry for being so inconsiderate. Please hurry up and I'll take the two masters to meet the master."

The woman bowed and gently asked the two to get on the sedan chair, with a very gentle attitude.

The woman was none other than Lin Ronger, the manager of Wuyin Yunque.

"Thank you Rong'er for taking care of things. I wonder if the dean is free. I have something important to discuss and would like to see you as soon as possible."

Although Hu Yuanhua and Lin Ronger are very close, one is the master and the other is the servant, but Gu Yuan's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and his status is far beyond Hu Yuanhua's imagination. Faced with such a gap, he has to treat the manager of Wuyin Yunque with courtesy.

Lin Ronger was chosen by Gu Yuan to be the manager because she was very smart and tactful. She naturally did not dare to be intimidated by Hu Yuanhua. Upon hearing this, she immediately said softly:

"So that the real person can know that the master has already told him that when the real person comes, he does not need to report to the emperor and can just pay his respects directly."

After a pause, Lin Ronger reminded him again: "The master may have an important task to entrust to you, please be informed."

Important task?

Hu Yuanhua was slightly startled, but then seemed to have thought of something and immediately revealed a thoughtful look.

Then, at Lin Ronger's invitation, the two of them boarded the dragon chariot, soared into the air, and headed towards the top of Luoxing Mountain.

The Jiao Chariot was moving at a very fast speed. In just a short while, it had crossed the layers of sea of ​​clouds and arrived near Luoxing Mountain.

Before they got close to Luoxing Mountain, Hu Yuanhua and the other man saw a handsome Taoist who looked like a banished immortal. He was standing cross-legged on a piece of blue stone, with five balls of faint spiritual light flickering in front of him.

"call out!"

As if the Taoist priest had sensed the presence of several people, a ray of spiritual light suddenly appeared in front of him, and in an instant it passed through the void and came to the side of the several people.

Before Hu Yuanhua could react, he felt something strange in his waist.

He looked down and saw a three-inch green ghost crawling out of his Qiankun bag, holding a copper coin the size of a longan in its hand.

"My money to ward off evil!"

Hu Yuanhua was stunned.

This is a rare treasure he obtained by chance. It can sense the evil spirit from thousands of miles away, give warnings in advance, and help him avoid several disasters.

But he didn't expect that after just one encounter, he was taken out of his Qiankun bag, which was heavily restricted and carefully refined, by a little ghost.

"Whee!"

The little ghost laughed, picked up the copper coin, and his body turned into a stream of light, disappearing in an instant. It was too late for Hu Yuanhua to reach out and catch it.

When the little ghost reappeared, he was already in front of the Taoist priest's knees on the top of the mountain.

The little ghost raised his hands above his head, held up the copper coin as if offering a treasure, and showed off in front of the Taoist priest.

But the Taoist snapped his fingers on the top of his head, and he staggered and fell in front of the Taoist's knees.

"How dare you steal my senior brother's treasure? You are so bold!"

The Taoist cursed with a smile, then stretched out his hand and the people on the cloud chariot fell off the chariot out of thin air and appeared on the top of the mountain.

"Brother Hu, Junior Brother Zhengyuan, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you doing well?"

Gu Yuan looked at the two people in front of him and asked with a smile.

Sensing Gu Yuan's aura, Hu Yuanhua and Hu Zhengyuan's faces turned serious. They did not dare to be negligent in the slightest and bowed in greeting. However, their address was completely different from that of ordinary disciples of the Dao Sect:

"Greetings to the Headmaster!"

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar name, Gu Yuan couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"Head of the Academy, I haven't heard of this title for many years..."

"Brother Hu, even if you didn't come to look for me today, I would have sent someone to look for you."

"Time flies. If my guess is correct, in two years, the treasure boat of the dean and my senior sister will arrive in the Middle Earth..."

(End of this chapter)