I became an immortal in the mountains

Chapter 740 Opportunity
In the blink of an eye, they had already begun to come into contact with the Spirit Rain.

At first, only a few scattered taps struck the protective light shield of the treasure carriage, creating subtle ripples.

But as the carriage moved forward and the spiritual rain expanded, the surrounding area instantly turned into a torrential downpour!

At this moment, in Song Tianrui's vision, the gray-black rain curtain filled the sky and the earth, making his vision blurry. Only the dense, teeth-grinding hissing sound could be heard incessantly. This was the sound of raindrops frantically corroding the protective light shield!
The protective light shield of the bronze chariot suddenly began to fluctuate violently, its light flickering erratically, as if it might shatter at any moment!

"Quick! Activate the formation with all your might!" Gu Chengping roared, his face extremely solemn. He rapidly formed hand seals, and his Void Realm spiritual power surged into the core of the chariot's control formation without reservation.

Song Tianrui was also covered in sweat and dared not slack off in the slightest. He frantically poured his spiritual power into the formation while driving the carriage forward.

The two worked in perfect harmony, doing their best to maintain the precarious protective light shield.

However, this spiritual rain was far too domineering and fierce, and the evil energy it contained had a strong corrosive and eroding effect on the protective formation.

Although the protective light shield of the treasure chariot was extraordinary, under such a dense attack, its light continued to dim, and its range was gradually compressed.

Less than half an hour later, even fine cracks began to appear on the light shield. Although the two people immediately repaired it with their true energy, the repair speed was far from keeping up with the speed of the damage!

Click!

With a soft, crisp sound, a relatively long crack appeared, and rain and mist seeped in.

Song Tianrui and Gu Chengping's faces turned deathly pale, their eyes filled with terror.

Song Tianrui turned around, his voice trembling slightly as he urgently said, "Senior, the Spirit Rain is too fierce, the formation can't hold on much longer!"

Gu Chengping dared not be distracted for even a moment, activating the formation with all his might. He gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood even spilled from the corner of his mouth. His meridians were even damaged due to the excessive circulation of true energy, but he still dared not relax in the slightest. If he relaxed even a little, the formation might be completely broken.

At this point, Song Tianrui could no longer spare any strength to drive the carriage forward, focusing all his true energy and mental energy on the protective formation.

Only then did Gu Yuanqing, who was sitting cross-legged in the carriage, slowly open his eyes.

Despite the horrific scene outside the car that would terrify even a cultivator at the Void Realm, his face remained completely unmoved, as if it were merely a gentle breeze rustling across the hillside.

He didn't even change his posture; he simply raised his right hand casually and gently pressed it against the floor of the carriage.

This press was light and casual, without any trace of human effort. However, as a power was poured down, the soul was drawn into the treasure carriage formation.

hum!
The entire bronze chariot suddenly emitted a deep hum!

The ancient and dim runes on the carriage suddenly lit up, bursting out with an unprecedentedly brilliant light!
The light was no longer the pale blue color it had been before, but a warm and profound glassy light!

A thick and condensed, almost tangible, glass-like light shield firmly protected the entire treasure carriage!
The sound of the rain pattering down seemed to be fading away!

The fierce and violent rain of spiritual energy struck the glass shield, but could no longer erode it in the slightest. It could not even stir up much ripple; it simply turned into wisps of gray-black smoke and dissipated without a trace.

Inside the carriage, everything instantly became incredibly smooth and quiet, as if the all-consuming spiritual storm outside was merely an illusion.

Song Tianrui and Gu Chengping felt all the pressure around them vanish, and the operation of the magic array on the entire treasure carriage had nothing to do with them anymore.

The two stood frozen in place, still in their hand seals, staring blankly at the solid, reassuring glass barrier outside the car, and the spiritual rainstorm that futilely attacked the barrier but could not budge it in the slightest.

The two still had traces of panic on their faces, but now they were replaced by unparalleled shock and bewilderment at surviving the ordeal.

They turned their heads with difficulty to look into the carriage. The curtains were lowered, so they couldn't see what was happening inside, but they knew that it was Gu Yuanqing who had made the move.

At the same time, the original dragon steed also underwent a change. It raised its head and neighed loudly, and its internal energy surged out, enveloping it. Then it transformed into two dragons, one red and one white!
The neighing of horses was replaced by the roar of dragons.

Originally less than three zhang above the ground, the bronze chariot, which had been almost stationary, rose into the air, and the torrential rain of spiritual energy could not stop it in the slightest.

Song Tianrui and Gu Chengping, who had just calmed down a bit, stared wide-eyed at the sight. They had had this bronze chariot for many years and had used it to avoid many dangers on the Falling Star Plain, but they had never known that the bronze chariot would undergo such a change.

At this moment, Song Tianrui truly regretted his actions. Judging from the changes before him, the value of this treasure far exceeded his original estimate, and he was even worried that Gu Yuanqing might change his mind and take the treasure away.

But then I thought, if I could use this treasure to establish a deeper relationship with Gu Yuanqing, and if I could get his guidance, even just a little bit, it might be comparable to countless opportunities, or even give me a chance to become a celestial being!

As a rogue cultivator, he was far inferior to those cultivators from major sects. They had a path and direction for their future, guidance from within their sects, and insights from senior cultivators to learn from. In contrast, they could only search endlessly in the vast world of cultivation.

This thought had actually crossed his mind countless times, but he hadn't dared to have high hopes before. After all, they had been caught because they had tried to scheme against each other, and there were even traces of them trying to escape. Before, he had mostly thought that after finishing this matter, he could leave safely.

But now, for some reason, I feel that this might be the best opportunity I can find to break through to the Celestial Realm.

Compared to achieving the status of a celestial being, what does the bronze chariot, though wonderful, amount to?
Thinking of this, even the light in his eyes brightened a little.

Just then, Gu Yuanqing's voice came: "What are you two standing there for? Point the way!"

Both of them were startled awake and quickly picked up their compasses, performing hand seals to determine their direction.

Under the heavy rain, their vision and spirit were obstructed, and they could not see the stars or the outside world. On the Falling Star Plain, the magnetic field in many places was disordered, and the compass was sometimes effective and sometimes not. They could only rely on their own acupoints, their connection with heaven and earth, and their spiritual techniques for assistance.

Gu Yuanqing's speed in maneuvering the bronze chariot far surpassed theirs; it was so fast that they were caught off guard and couldn't even pinpoint the location using the map.

Seeing them standing there scratching their heads, it was clear that asking them to determine their location again under these circumstances would be difficult for them. After all, even he himself was greatly affected by this spiritual rain. Originally, he could observe 800 miles from this depth, but now he could only observe less than 100 miles.

He could only roughly adjust his direction by referring to the map that Song Tianrui had taught him and what he saw.

"Alright, you should all sit down and meditate," Gu Yuanqing said calmly.

Song Tianrui and Gu Chengping looked embarrassed, but they were relieved and bowed to Gu Yuanqing, saying, "We have disappointed you, senior."

Gu Yuanqing did not respond. The two exchanged a glance and wisely kept quiet. They sat cross-legged on the carriage shaft, holding spirit stones in their hands, and began to recover their mind and true energy.

Time passed slowly, but the bronze chariot did not slow down in the slightest, and Gu Yuanqing's vast vital energy showed no signs of diminishing.

Gu Yuanqing's speed in driving the bronze chariot far surpassed that of Song Tianrui before. Even under this spiritual rain, the distance he covered in an hour was probably more than what Song Tianrui could do in a day.

The imperial carriage, with its two dragons, one red and one white, shimmering with a crystal-like light, was exceptionally conspicuous as it traveled through the air.

Deep within the Falling Star Plain, in a stone hall, more than twenty cultivators were staying. Among them, the cultivation levels of these cultivators were at least at the Void Heaven level, and there were even three Celestial Beings!
Several people stood under the eaves of the stone hall, looked at the rain outside, and exclaimed that it was bad luck!
Some of them had only recently arrived, while others had never even left. Their only hope was that the rain wouldn't last too long. If it rained for a full six months like last time, it would mean they would be trapped in this Xuanqiong Stone Palace for half a year, unable to do anything!
Even cultivators, with their long lifespans, cannot afford to waste their lives like this.

Cultivation within the Xuanqiong Stone Palace relies entirely on spirit stones, which in turn replenish the palace's resources, so they cannot be used recklessly.

The sky grew increasingly dark, and night had fallen.

Suddenly, a cultivator standing under the eaves of the main hall pointed to the red and white light that had pierced the sky in the distance and asked, "What is that?"

His words drew the attention of everyone around him, who all looked in the direction he was pointing.

The light was actually very faint, only noticeable under the cover of heavy rain and night, and it was clearly quite far away.

"Could it be that some magical treasure has appeared?" someone asked, their eyes lighting up.

"Even if it's a rare treasure, we can only look at it. With the rain so heavy, who dares to go out? That would be suicide. Even a celestial being wouldn't last long outside."

Upon hearing their words, several cultivators who were meditating in the stone hall also came over out of curiosity.

Suddenly, everyone silently made way for a tall, burly man with hideous scars on his face.

Someone else bowed and said, "Senior Qu."

The burly man nodded indifferently, his gaze fixed on the light in the distance. Suddenly, his pupils emitted a stream of light, clearly indicating that he was using a pupil technique to try and see what the light was.

Just then, the light in the sky suddenly shifted, gradually becoming brighter, clearly heading towards the stone hall.

Everyone was taken aback, their expressions varying.

Suddenly someone said, "Could this be the escape light of some great cultivator?"

"No way, this is the Fallen Star Plain, or the Spirit Fiend Rain, could it be a Yin-Yang Master?" someone asked in surprise.

Suddenly someone else said, "Could it be that they've also come for that treasure?"

"What treasure?" someone asked, unaware of the situation.

The previously somewhat noisy scene suddenly fell silent. They looked at each other, all feeling a chill in their hearts, and no one spoke.

The person who had asked the question earlier understood and didn't ask again.

In fact, most of the people present had come here because of a strange light that appeared a year ago. This light appeared in the star miasma less than five thousand miles away from here, and many people saw it.

Once the treasure is revealed, no one else will say much; they'd rather be the only ones who know. What I just said was just a slip of the tongue.

The so-called Star Miasma is a unique Star Miasma formed by the mixture of evil energy and the power of broken stars in this place. It can not only erode spiritual power, but also distort divine consciousness. If one is not prepared, it is very easy to get lost or even have one's primordial spirit collapse if one enters it below the Celestial Realm.

If the visitor is a master of Yin-Yang cultivation, then what chance do they have?
The burly man with scars on his face frowned slightly. He himself was a Celestial Being, and his judgment was naturally superior to that of these Void Heaven cultivators. If this light was indeed the escape light of a cultivator, then it was almost certain that the newcomer was a Yin-Yang Great Cultivator.

As for Hun Tian, ​​he hadn't thought about it, because Hun Tian cultivators were all in the Spirit Realm, and they were all big shots standing at the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm, so why would they come here!

Even as he was lost in thought, the light gradually became clearer.

"It really looks like cultivators, with two dragons pulling a bronze chariot?" a cultivator skilled in eye techniques exclaimed.

The burly man surnamed Qu also saw it clearly. He was stunned. This bronze chariot seemed to be somewhat similar to the one he had seen some time ago, except that the original dragon steed had now become a jiaolong (a type of dragon).

In the blink of an eye, the carriage had landed in front of the stone palace gate.

Then a young man dressed in green stepped out of the carriage, hovering in the air. A protective aura was erected, isolating the spiritual rain from the outside. The glazed light on the carriage disappeared, and the dragon transformed into a dragon steed.

Then one of the two men on the carriage shaft folded up the carriage.

The young man then slowly walked towards the stone hall, and the other two hurriedly followed, afraid of being left behind by the protective aura.

The burly man surnamed Qu's pupils contracted.

In fact, he had suspected Gu Yuanqing was a master of Yin-Yang cultivation a few days ago, and now his previous guess has been confirmed.

Gu Yuanqing led Song and Gu into the Xuan Turtle Barrier. The raindrops were still falling, but the malevolent energy was gone.

He also spotted the burly man with the scar on his face at a glance. Their eyes met, and Gu Yuanqing nodded slightly.

The burly man surnamed Qu clasped his hands in a respectful gesture.

As Gu Yuanqing walked to the front of the stone hall, the cultivators standing there quickly stepped aside. After their eyes met, they hurriedly clasped their hands in a respectful salute.

The best spots in the stone hall had already been taken.

This time, Gu Chengping did not try to intimidate others to leave, because most of the cultivators here were of a higher cultivation level than him.

However, he didn't need to do anything. Even the cultivators in the hall noticed the commotion outside. As long as Gu Yuanqing was willing, they would give way.

But Gu Yuanqing simply found a secluded spot, sat down, and closed his eyes to rest.

There was little conversation that night. None of the cultivators present wanted to speak much, especially about the treasures found there. They didn't mention it at all, wondering if Gu Yuanqing knew about it. If he didn't, they would be at a great loss.

The next morning.

The spiritual rain continued. Song Tianrui approached Gu Yuanqing and respectfully asked, "Senior, shall we continue our journey today?"

Gu Yuanqing said calmly, "Let's go!"

A moment later, the bronze chariot took off and disappeared into the air, and the cultivators in the stone hall secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

What they hadn't anticipated was that when the bronze chariot had traveled about five thousand li, its momentum suddenly came to a halt...

(End of this chapter)