I seek immortality by chance

Chapter 628 Mahayana Celebration, Xuanbao Dharma Assembly

Seven days passed in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, it was the Mahayana celebration for the two supreme masters of Linchuan Daomai.

Above and below Linchuan, there were rays of bright sunlight and cranes flying. Endless auspiciousness gushed out from the mountain gate, forming the shapes of dragons and phoenixes and the shadows of the four elephants, which were vast and mighty, casting their shadows over a million miles of sky.

Countless living beings can be seen by just raising your head.

In fact, generally speaking, the celebrations of Mahayana monks are extremely grand and require monks from all over the world to come and congratulate. In addition, Middle-earth is vast, and it takes several months just to deliver invitations and wait for the guests to arrive.

Therefore, if Linchuan’s previous rules were followed, the Mahayana celebration would take half a year to prepare, giving cultivators from all sides time to prepare.

But this time, it was a little different. The preparation time for the entire celebration was only about ten days.

Originally, everyone in Linchuan was planning to make a big deal about it, but after Ning Xubai received the imperial decree from the Heavenly Palace, he directly ordered to speed up the process.

Because of the connection between the sky and the earth, there may be one or two demonic disasters in the Central Plains of China, and the various sects coming to participate in the Mahayana celebration will naturally have to dispatch Mahayana cultivators. The large and small forces in Linchuan also have to send out capable people to show their importance. In addition, some independent cultivators and the sects under the various sects also need to send out heavyweight figures.

There are countless forces, big and small.

In this way, this celebration can be regarded as a small-scale "high-end combat power population movement". If it is delayed too long, encountering a demonic calamity, or the cultivators of various sects or other affiliated forces have some accidents on the way, it would not be good.

Therefore, Ning Xubai directly mobilized the entire Linchuan's forces, and with his vast power, he quickly arranged the celebration, wanting to complete the matter as soon as possible.

However, the tight schedule does not mean that the celebration is vague.

Low-level forces and cultivators may not be able to make it in time, but for medium-level forces and terrifying giants like the Eight Great Dao Sects, ten days is enough time for them to arrive in Linchuan. After all, the Xutian Great Array connects the Middle Earth, and as long as the place is not too remote, they can arrive very quickly by riding on the magic array.

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

As the sun rises, the loud bells ring across millions of miles, heralding the start of the celebration.

Countless clear lights lit up, forging the clouds within a thousand miles into a stepped halo dome. A cloud palace suddenly appeared and landed on the cloud steps.

Countless rays of light shine, making this palace shine thousands of miles away and showing countless fairy spirits.

On each of the 365 cloud-steps, there is a Taoist boy with an upright figure in a white robe standing by. The lowest cloud-steps can still be seen, but the highest cloud-steps go straight into the sky and are obscured by the clouds, making them dim and difficult to see clearly.

"Please enter the hall!"

The Taoist child from Qingcheng Cave stood at the head of the cloud steps, his voice clear and resounding throughout Linchuan.

"Wow!"

"hold head high!"

Then the blue phoenix led the way, the dragon soared into the sky, the strange beasts stepped on the rainbow, and one after another the figures who had already arrived in Linchuan came rushing over.

However, except for the Mahayana Supreme, all cultivators below the Mahayana must walk on the cloud steps and step onto the Cloud Palace step by step before they can take their seats.

Walking on the cloud steps, the sky is out of sight. Taking each step is not only a respect to the Mahayana practitioners, but also an encouragement to oneself.

Without magnificence, there is no authority!
Only by walking on the cloud steps and feeling the vast majesty here can one develop a longing for the Mahayana realm.

Three hundred and sixty-five cloud steps are the number of Mahayana monks, and six hundred and thirty-six are the number of immortals.

If one day, a cultivator in the human world is promoted to an immortal, and before ascending to heaven, he announces it to the Middle-earth, then thousands of cultivators will have to step up the 636 cloud steps before they can see him.

Even Mahayana practitioners have to walk up 271 layers of cloud steps.

At this moment, countless monks came from all directions and walked up to the cloud steps one step at a time. On both sides were vast clouds, with Taoist children standing by. The huge cloud steps were silent, no one dared to speak, they all bowed their heads and walked silently.

"It's so vast and majestic..."

Ma Wu, wearing a white robe and leading the Taoist monks in the Golden Core Realm behind him, walked here, his heart full of emotion.

In a trance, the scene of the Liuyun Banquet in Nanshan Region that year came to his mind again.

The young Taoist who defeated the seven clans of the aristocratic family is now a Mahayana cultivator?

Mahayana, this realm he had never heard of in his life, appeared before his eyes.

If not... if not for the fact that they were from the same sect as this Supreme Lord, we would probably not be able to even step into these cloud steps in this lifetime, right?

A Jindan cultivator is just an ant. How can he dream of climbing the ladder to heaven and seeing the face of an immortal?

Back then, he prostrated himself before Gu Yuan because he was older and had no choice but to do so in order to build his foundation. In fact, he felt a little unwilling in his heart.

But today, after all the journey together, he has already been convinced by that person.

But when he came to the Middle-earth China and heard about that man's realm, he still felt dazed and speechless.

Behind Ma Wu, Bian Chuyao, with a serene expression, walked on the cloud-like steps, lowered her head, bit her lips, and remained silent.

That man entered the Golden Elixir stage first, and she was still holding her anger, wanting to compete with him and catch up with him.

Later, when she became a Taoist, the gap between them became bigger and bigger. She had gradually given up and stopped chasing after him, but every time she woke up in her dreams at midnight, she still felt a little unwilling.

How could it be that people who were at the same level as him back then, who were not even as good as him as a Qi-refining cultivator, have already achieved such a realm?
If...if he had agreed to his grandfather's marriage proposal, would the outcome be different? !

Bian Chuyao bit her red lips tightly, but she had no thoughts and her heart was just blank.

But she knew that she was able to cultivate to the late stage of Golden Core so quickly, and even be able to see the realm of Daotai from afar, all thanks to this person's contribution.

Today, it is useless to think about the past.

"clang!"

Just as everyone was silent, the cloud stairs came to the end, and a majestic and magnificent cloud palace came into view.

There is a thousand-foot square in front of the hall. There are countless cloud-like jade tables arranged in an orderly manner on the square. There are flickering lights on them, and everyone can see their seats at a glance.

However, the cloud seats here are densely packed and countless, and it is unknown how far away they are from the Cloud Palace. It seems a luxury to be able to see the scenery inside from afar.

The Linchuan Taoist sect has ruled Tianhe Province for tens of thousands of years. There are too many large and small sects and forces under it, not to mention the eight sects and various forces. Those below the level of Tianling can only sit outside the hall. Only Tianling cultivators can enter the hall, and only Mahayana cultivators can sit in the upper seats.

If they were not old friends of the Supreme Lord, they would not even have seats outside the palace today.

Jindan cultivators are not worthy of entering this place at all.

"My Lords, please follow me."

Fortunately, everyone's status is different after all. Under the guidance of a spirit maiden, everyone came to the front of the jade throne in the square, from where they could see the scenery in the palace from afar, so they would not be unable to see the emperor's face.

As everyone took their seats, many cultivators from the Taoist sects came one after another and sat down in their respective seats, all of which were very close to the front.

There were bursts of rosy clouds and the sound of golden bells. Soon, a cultivator at the peak of Yuan Xiang level came to the front of the square and sat down in silence.

"what?"

These cultivators at the peak of Yuanxiang realm all showed expressions of surprise when they passed by Qingfeng Taoist Academy.

Can Jindan and Daotai also be ranked at the top?
But no one dared to ask more questions, they just sat down solemnly.

The time to enter the hall is naturally arranged according to the level of cultivation. Soon, many celestial spiritual monks walked out from the cloud steps, entered the hall, and took their seats.

Among them, the face of Venerable Yunyang was also very conspicuous.

It was just that with Tian Yangzi and another Tianling cultivator from Qingcheng Dongtian accompanying them, no one said much.

The Tianling monks took their seats one by one, no one was absent and no one was late.

Soon, the entire Cloud Palace was filled with people except for the seats of honor.

No one dared to communicate or send messages through their minds. They all sat quietly, waiting for the final big shot to arrive.

After an unknown amount of time, a bell rang between heaven and earth.

"Welcome to the Nine Chapter Dao Vein, Xuanming Supreme!"

"clang!"

The boy Qingcheng stood in front of the temple and spoke in a loud voice. The golden bell rang, and a ray of light flew in from the sky, ignoring the cloud steps, and fell directly into the temple and sat on the upper seat.

All the practitioners inside and outside the hall stood up at the same time to show their respect.

The Mahayana monks have taken their seats!
"Welcome to Liangyi Sect, the Supreme Lord Zhengde!"

The arrival of Lord Xuanming seemed to be a signal. Just a moment later, the voice of Qingcheng Boy sounded again, and then a stream of yin and yang light flew into the hall from the sky and sat on the upper seat.

"Welcome to the Chixia Dao Sect, the Thousand Victories Supreme!"

"Welcome to the Yunlan Dao Sect, Supreme Yunhua!" "Welcome to the Hunyuan Dao Sect..."

The sound of calling out names continued to ring out, the golden bell trembled and echoed endlessly, and streams of light fell into the hall. Before long, there were fourteen Mahayana monks sitting in the hall.

A huge aura rose into the sky. If everyone hadn't tried to suppress it, the many low-level cultivators outside the hall would have fainted.

"With so many fellow Taoists here, our humble Linchuan is truly honored..."

At this moment, a huge voice sounded in the depths of Linchuan, and then ten terrifying auras came together, like ten suns rising from the distance and falling into the hall at the same time.

The Ten Masters of Linchuan!

The momentum of the ten Mahayana Bodhisattvas coming at the same time was terrifying enough. The Mahayana Bodhisattvas of the Seven Veins showed no emotion, but many Mahayana Bodhisattvas who were not from the Dao Veins could not help but slightly change their expressions.

Linchuan’s foundation is truly terrifying.

"Even if it's the Qingcheng Festival, how can there be no real host?"

"The auspicious time has arrived. Why don't you two brothers quickly enter the hall and receive the respect of the other disciples?"

Seeing this, Ning Xubai burst into laughter and shouted into the void.

"bass!"

Deep in Linchuan, hidden in the fog and clouds, Gu Yuan suddenly raised his head, put down the [Small Immortal Treasure Record] in his hand, and looked far away in the direction of Qingcheng Cave Heaven, and then no longer concealed his own breath.

"boom!"

"boom!"

A terrifying aura of magical power and a terrifying energy and blood that was as bright as the sun rose up without any cover, rising in the depths of Linchuan, announcing their existence to the heaven and earth.

The rosy clouds gushed out, the golden bells rang, and the golden lotus fell from the sky.

The whole Linchuan's attention was drawn to it.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Then two terrifying auras took a step forward, and they fell directly into the hall, standing side by side with the ten Mahayana monks in the hall.

Twelve figures stood in a row, a terrifying aura rolled up and filled the air!
The Twelve Statues of Linchuan!
After thousands of years, the number of Linchuan Mahayana finally broke ten and became twelve.

"Disciples of Linchuan, we pay our respects to Supreme Lord Tianxuan and Supreme Lord Donghua!"

Ning Xubai's voice was clear and loud, echoing throughout the Linchuan Mountain Gate.

Everyone in Linchuan, regardless of whether they were qualified to be in the Cloud Palace or not, stood up, bowed their heads to the sky, and congratulated in unison: "Greetings to Supreme Lord Tianxuan, Supreme Lord Donghua!"

The sound waves were like the sea, resounding throughout the universe and lasting for a long time. The mountains and waterfalls seemed to bow down in worship, roaring loudly.

"No need to bow, disciples!"

An old voice and a young voice sounded in unison, responding to the disciples.

As the light faded, the faces of the two men became known to everyone in Linchuan.

The Mahayana celebration is an indispensable ritual and it is also the only opportunity for ordinary disciples to see the Supreme Lord and find out how powerful the backing of their own Taoist lineage is.

Countless disciples showed envy and excitement.

Ma Wu raised his head slightly and looked at the handsome Taoist in the hall. He felt emotional and excited at the same time.

When one person achieves enlightenment, all the people around him will benefit. With such a strong backer, I think my path to becoming an immortal will be able to move forward further.

Bian Chuyao bit her red lips lightly and looked at the pink-eyed woman beside the Taoist. Her eyes dimmed and it was unknown what she was thinking.

……

……

The Mahayana Celebration is the highest celebration in the Middle-earth, and the monks of the Eight Veins were also extremely friendly, so the atmosphere in the hall was peaceful and joyful, and nothing unspeakable happened.

After all, the twelve Mahayana monks were sitting in the upper seats, so even if anyone had any dirty thoughts, they would not dare to show them at this time.

First, various celestial spiritual monks came to the court and presented gifts, and then Mahayana monks from all sides also presented many treasures.

Among them, the treasures given by the Mahayana monks are almost all of seventh-grade quality. Although they are of little use to veteran Mahayana monks, they are still of great help to new Mahayana monks.

Especially Gu Yuan, his magic cultivation was just at the late stage of Tianling. At this moment, facing the gifts sent by various sects, he was naturally happy. Many of them increased his magic power. With all the spiritual objects added up, even if he could not reach the peak of Tianling, he would only lack a few magic power stars.

Once you break through the peak of the Heavenly Spirit, you will be able to achieve the Great Perfection of the Dharma, and then your strength will be further improved.

However, he possesses the seal of breaking the rules and is at the peak of the Heavenly Spirit, which is different from other cultivators. He needs more mana stars, and for this he may need more spiritual materials or practice hard for a period of time again.

With his current status and strength, even if he needs to practice again, it probably won't take too much time.

Amidst the peaceful and festive atmosphere, Tian Xuanzi, at the invitation of everyone, spoke on behalf of Gu Yuan about his experience in cultivation, and the celebration gradually came to an end.

"Today, I am grateful to all of you Taoist friends for coming to witness the grand event of Linchuan. I have specially prepared some immortal wine to thank you all!"

Ning Xubai stood up, and immortal wine fell from inside and outside the hall and landed in the cups of each cultivator. He raised the jade cup and saluted everyone.

"Congratulations to the two fellow Taoists!"

Many Mahayana monks raised their glasses together and toasted Tian Xuanzi and Gu Yuan.

"It is not easy for all of you to gather in Linchuan. Don't be in a hurry to leave. I asked Junior Brother Zhengyi to arrange a Xuanbao Dharma Assembly. You can enter the cave for a while, exchange your cultivation experiences, and exchange treasures."

Ning Xubai smiled slightly and extended an invitation to many Mahayana monks on behalf of the Linchuan Taoist sect, and then his figure slowly disappeared.

The celebration was over, and he had other important things to do, so he didn't stay here any longer.

"Fellow Taoists, please come in!"

Then the Lord of Changqian Palace, the Lord of Yuanming Cave Heaven, the Zhengyi Supreme who was in the late Mahayana stage, stood up and bowed to all the Mahayana masters.

Without seeing him make any movement, a faint portal appeared in the void, and the flow of stars could be vaguely seen inside, and there seemed to be many flashing precious lights in it.

"please!"

The long beard under the chin of the Supreme Master Zhengyi fluttered. He stroked his beard, smiled, and invited again.

"Senior brother, you're welcome!"

The eight sects of cultivators did not send their top cultivators to the celebration. Almost all of them were in the middle or early stages of the Mahayana stage. Naturally, they did not dare to be negligent in facing the salute from the Supreme Master of Zhengyi. They all stood up, returned the salute, and then flew towards the gate.

The Dharma Assembly after the Mahayana Celebration is also a tradition, and everyone had already made preparations before coming here.

"Disciples in the hall, are there any who would like to attend the Dharma Assembly and observe?"

After the Mahayana monks entered the cave, Zhengyi Shangzun smiled slightly and asked the many celestial spirit monks in the hall.

Tianling cultivators are also masters of Shenzhou. With their great fortune, they may have seventh-level treasures. Therefore, if Tianling cultivators have treasures in their hands, they can also participate in such small rituals.

But if one does not have the treasure and joins the association recklessly, then that would be a matter of consideration for the magnanimity of the Supreme.

"Disciple wishes to join the guild and take a look!"

"Disciple is also willing!"

"Disciple also prays to join the guild and take a look!"

As soon as the Supreme Master Zhengyi finished speaking, five or six Tianling monks in the hall stood up and answered respectfully.

"Go!"

After a quick glance, the Supreme Master Zhengyi knew that these people were all well-connected people, and they came to exchange treasures during the ceremony. He nodded slightly, waved his sleeves, and sent them into the cave.

"Two junior brothers, are you going together?"

Then, Zhengyi Shangzun turned around and looked at the two "protagonists" of today.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Brother!"

The old man and the young man bowed their heads and without hesitation, stepped into the cave together.

However, there was another person leading Gu Yuan, who was the Sword Fox Venerable who had already refined the Tongtian Fruit.

It was a great honor for her to accompany Gu Yuan to the celebration as his Taoist companion. This ceremony was a good opportunity to see the world, so Gu Yuan naturally would not neglect the beauty.

Venerable Sword Fox also showed a rare tenderness and snuggled up to Gu Yuan.

(End of this chapter)