Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 358 Who is climbing the Immortal Mountain?
When Feng Qingyan entered the State of Lu and was about to climb the Twenty-Seven Books Mountain.

In front of the raging sea at the end of the mountain and sea realm, there were already dozens of Taoist masters standing, all looking at the raging sea and the Three Immortal Mountains behind it with serious expressions.

They were motionless, like wood carvings or clay sculptures, as if waiting for something.

About an hour later, a clear and sweet childish voice was once again faintly heard in the raging wind of the sea, carrying with it a hint of chill.

The welcoming boy from Dapeng Fairy Mountain appeared again.

"The mountains and rivers are far away, separating me from the world of mortals. I wear a coarse and worn robe, but the world is upside down in my sleeves. I carry the sun and the moon on my shoulders, and embrace the world. I often roar proudly in the mist, and enjoy the world. The dragon subdues the tiger, and the way is high. The purple mist protects the new nest, and the white clouds become old friends. Immortality lies in a sleep in the pot..."

The welcoming boy came on the black cloud.

"coming."

A True Lord looked at the welcoming boy and said.

This welcoming boy appears every few days, sometimes every three to five days.

"I am the welcoming boy of the Immortal Realm, specializing in guiding the immortals from all walks of life." The welcoming boy stepped on the black cloud, looked at everyone quietly, and then made a gesture of invitation, saying: "Everyone, please come in."

"Thank you, Xiantong, for showing me the way."

A true gentleman with white hair and beard bowed to the welcoming boy.

"Have a safe trip."

"Return safely."

"I will wait for you to return as an immortal..."

Dozens of True Lords at the end of the Mountain and Sea Realm all bowed to the White-haired True Lord.

The White-haired Master returned the greeting without saying anything more, and flew to the nearest white skeleton. The skeleton was more than ten feet long, and it was from some unknown beast. It was shaped like a sword, or a small boat...

Although the raging sea cannot be crossed, as if there is a mysterious force suppressing it, it is still possible to fly a dozen feet above the seashore.

At this time, the welcoming fairy boy looked at the White-haired True Monarch and said, "My fairy guest, the East China Sea has been turbulent recently. When you go there, you must be careful of the monsters in the sea, lest you be eaten by the monsters."

"Thank you, Fairchild."

The White-haired True Lord bowed again.

The welcoming fairy boy said nothing more and floated into the raging sea, gradually disappearing.

"Brother Chen, I will wait for you to return as an immortal!"

The True Lord at the end of the Mountain and Sea Realm spoke loudly again.

"I will return as an immortal."

At this time, the White-haired True Lord looked towards the world of mountains and seas, looked at the dozens of True Lords and spoke loudly, then controlled the skeletons under his feet and flew into the raging sea.

The raging sea is boundless, with rolling waves of blood.

However, unexpectedly, the skeleton was not overturned, which made the True Lord at the end of the Mountain and Sea Realm feel a little bit of anticipation.

Perhaps the raging sea is indeed surmountable.

Maybe I can really become an immortal...

After a while, the True Lords could no longer see the White-haired True Lord, but they did not leave and continued waiting here.

On the skeleton.

The White-haired True Lord drove the skeleton and moved forward carefully.

In the horrific blood wave, white bones were floating, and a terrifying aura filled the air, making people feel extremely uneasy.

"Hey, these animal bones seem to hide a power."

As time went by, White-haired Master unexpectedly discovered the magical properties of the skeleton. However, it was understandable, after all, these bones were not corroded by the blood waves, so they must be extraordinary.

At this time, the waves caused by the raging sea were even stronger, and the skeleton seemed unable to hold on.

The White-haired True Lord's expression changed.

After a moment, he saw a huge skull floating nearby, like a ship, which made him feel happy.

He immediately drove the skeleton towards the skull.

The skull is crystal clear, surrounded by a faint fairy light and filled with a mysterious power.

"Immortal, Immortal bone?"

The White-haired True Lord was horrified. Could it be that the owner of this skull was an immortal in his lifetime?
In fact, any bones that survived the raging sea are not ordinary things. If the bones in the sea of ​​blood were thrown into the mountain and sea world, or thrown into the world, it would probably attract countless people to fight for them.

Unfortunately, no one could fish the bones out of the sea of ​​blood.

A few days ago, a True Lord had already tried it and almost lost his life.

Although the skull was like a boat and was very safe for the White-haired True Lord, the sea of ​​blood became increasingly bright red, and was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Even though he was a true lord, there were some things he couldn't bear.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed like a day had passed.

But the fairy mountain is still very far away.

The raging sea seemed boundless, and the Three Immortal Mountains were still extremely far away, which made the White-haired True Lord very confused.

In one day, he had driven the skull and traveled at least thousands of miles.

"Oh no, blood mist!"

After a few days, the expression of the White-haired True Lord suddenly changed, as if the Blood Sea had suddenly become bloody mist. The safe crossing of the sea in the past few days almost made him think that the Blood Sea was passable and safe...

Huhu——

And when the blood mist arose, a strong wind blew, causing bursts of ghostly howls and wolves howling, and even set off terrifying huge waves.

The White-haired Master had a solemn expression on his face, and tried to stabilize his skull, floating carefully in the stormy waves. However, he could not avoid the blood mist, and when the blood mist enveloped his body, his body immediately began to corrode.

"what--"

The White-haired True Lord couldn't help but scream.

Even though he was a True Lord, he could not resist the corrosion of the blood mist. Moreover, the blood mist not only corroded his flesh and blood, but also his soul...

"Stay away from upside-down dreams, and finally attain Nirvana..."

However, at this moment, Buddhist chants floated again in the raging sea, like the sound of a huge bell, which instantly suppressed the blood mist and the blood waves.

The White-haired True Lord was greatly shocked and also very happy.

At this time, he drove the skull and madly chased the white-robed monk who was walking on the blood waves.

Around the white-robed monk, the wind was howling and waves of blood were surging, but under his feet the sea was calm.

After a while, the White-haired True Lord finally caught up, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

The monk in white robes lowered his head and eyes, tapping the wooden fish lightly, and walked away step by step, as if he didn't see him.

The White-haired True Lord followed closely behind, driving the skull boat frantically.

I don’t know when or how long I had been floating, but the White-haired True Lord found that the fairy mountain was actually approaching.

"Xianshan!"

At this time, the White-haired True Lord was a little bit unbelievable. He stood on the bones and looked at the fairy mountain excitedly.

The fairy mountain is majestic and reaches high into the sky, exuding an eternal breath. It seems that one can become an immortal just by walking on the fairy mountain.

Soon, the White-haired True Lord drove the skull and floated to the front of the fairy mountain.

"Dapeng Mountain."

In front of the fairy mountain, there stands a stone tablet a hundred feet high.

The stone tablet is very mottled and it is unknown how many years it has existed. It looks extremely ancient.

"Haha, fairy mountain, I have finally reached the fairy mountain." The White-haired True Lord could not help but roar, his whole body trembling with excitement. He could not believe that he had actually reached the fairy mountain.

He drove the skull slowly closer to the fairy mountain, and then he couldn't help but jump down and landed on the stone platform next to the stone tablet. After a while, he found that there were many sword marks on the stone tablet, as if a tragic battle had taken place there.

"What happened in Xianshan?"

At this time, the White-haired True Lord calmed down and looked at the stone tablet with doubt. Moreover, as soon as he approached the stone tablet, he felt a fierce murderous aura coming towards him.

"Hahaha……"

A sad and hideous laugh sounded, but it quickly disappeared.

The White-haired True Lord trembled all over.

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(End of this chapter)