Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 456: Wind and Rain Waiting for the King’s Arrival

Fengli Island is located to the north of Fushan River. It is a flat island with only two mountains rising in the middle. Whenever a strong wind blows, the sound is like a whistle and roaring like a tide, so it is named Fengli.

This place was originally a blessed land with rich spiritual energy and an excellent location. It was a rare Taoist temple for Jindan Zhenren. However, a small accident happened a hundred years ago, which caused the spiritual energy to be disordered and the harmony between clear and turbid was lost.

Now, because it is close to the Chongtian River, it happened to be chosen as the place for the competition.

Perhaps it was because there had been no lively events in Fushan Changhe for a long time, so the news of the fight spread throughout the mountain gate in no time, and for a while, it caused quite a stir.

Not only did many of the sect's true disciples rush to the island early to wait, but even some Jindan Zhenren who had been in seclusion for a long time came out to regulate their breathing after hearing the news, wanting to watch the battle.

In particular, Li Cang thought that this battle would make him famous, so he invited relatives and friends to come and watch. Even many monks from his own sect found excuses to sneak in.

After all, it's not common to see multiple Jindan masters fighting each other...

Since Chishan and Li Cang were brothers from the same lineage, they arrived early as well, riding a two-story exquisite spiritual boat with a horse stepping on a flying swallow, and sailed across the sky.

He leaned on the railing of the boat and looked out. He saw the sky filled with spiritual weapons, so dense that it could be said that they covered the sun. He couldn't help but sigh, "I never thought that a fight between Junior Brother Li and Junior Nephew Chen would end up causing such a big scene..."

Next to him was a middle-aged Taoist wearing a Chaotian crown. He glanced outside and responded, "Yes, according to my preliminary estimate, 70% to 80% of the true disciples in the mountain gate have come.

But it's good to come and watch the battle, to see more of Jindan's amazing skills, and to inspire their hearts to pursue the Tao."

Chi Shan nodded and smiled. After glancing around, his eyes suddenly flickered twice. He gestured to someone beside him and said, "Look, Junior Brother Hu from the Jinsang lineage is here too."

The middle-aged Taoist turned around and saw a handsome middle-aged monk in a blue robe standing on a large dragon-headed boat. Behind him were dozens of people, most of whom were true disciples with foundation-building cultivation. It was quite a grand occasion.

Chi Shan raised an eyebrow and said, "The Jinsang lineage still has some strength left. If our ancestor Jinsang hadn't fallen, our Lihuo lineage wouldn't have achieved the power it has today..."

When talking about the Jinsang lineage, we have to mention the power structure of Fushan Changhe.

Currently, the mountain sect has three Nascent Soul ancestors, and their disciples have naturally achieved the Tianxing lineage, the Lihuo lineage, and the Yunxi lineage. Among them, the Lihuo lineage is the most powerful, with nearly twenty Jindan True Immortals and nearly a hundred True Disciples under their command...

But a hundred years ago, the most powerful lineage in the mountain gate was the Jinsang lineage. Unfortunately, with the death of ancestor Jinsang, their power gradually declined.

Now even Yun Xi's lineage cannot compare to them, and they can only hide behind the three major forces, practicing hard to support themselves, just to restore the power of Jinsang.

The blue-robed monk is named Hu Yilan, the most outstanding Water-walking Immortal of the Jinsang lineage. Since the Chongtian Changhe is so important, he will naturally not miss this battle.

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly said, "Brother Chishan, what do you think Junior Brother Li's chances of winning this time?"

Chi Shan frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "I'm not too worried about the others. Junior Brother Li should only have two opponents.

A few years ago, Junior Brother Hu was defeated by Junior Brother Li, so it shouldn't be a big deal. If there's any accident, it will have to be Junior Brother Chen...

He has comprehended the Pure Source of the Spiritual Pivot, and given his great reputation, I'm afraid he'll be difficult to deal with... 64 points."

The middle-aged Taoist nodded. He also agreed with this judgment. There were many Water-walking True Immortals in the sect, nearly twenty in number, but most of them were in the early and middle stages of the Golden Elixir realm, and were no match for the three people who had achieved the magical Golden Elixir.

Among the three, only Li Cang has been immersed in supernatural powers for many years and is better than Hu Yilan. No matter how you look at it, he has a greater chance of winning.

At this time, a light rain began to fall from the sky, and a cloud bed with its curtains and canopies dropped quietly emerged among the clouds.

It was not until a moment later that someone discovered the cloud couch. They quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "We pay our respects to Uncle-Master Yunxi..." It was the only female cultivator ancestor in the long river of Fushan who had come here, which led the other cultivators to pay their respects one after another.

Ancestor Yunxi disliked pomp and circumstance. After a casual response, he fell silent. After a long while, he asked the figure beside him, "I heard that Suyao has met that young man named Chen?"

She has always been indifferent to worldly affairs, and only learned about the gambling agreement between Lihuo and Tianxing when the day of the fight was approaching. She couldn't help but feel curious about Chen Mu. How impressive would he be if he had mastered the famous magical powers of the three generations of ancestors?

Su Yao Zhenren let the cool drizzle drift on her cheeks, but did not wipe it off. Hearing this, she chuckled and said, "Indeed, it is quite a coincidence. When I achieved the Golden Elixir, I became Master's disciple and changed my dojo. The original Yunze Island was chosen by Junior-nephew Chen...

In just less than twenty years, who would have thought that the young man who was building his foundation back then has already formed a golden elixir? This is truly beyond our expectations, and the Dao is truly remarkable."

Fengli Island has never been so lively in the past hundred years. After exchanging greetings with the people he knew, Li Cang came to the island to wait. Several figures came with him, including Hu Yilan.

As for the others, they all scattered to all sides, leaving the island alone.

Li Cang looked around and felt very proud. In the past, he was restricted by the Lihuo Patriarch and could only practice hard in the cave. But today, he was the center of attention, which made him feel very comfortable.

Perhaps because he was infatuated with this feeling, he was not in a hurry to start fighting. He even hoped that Chen Mu would come later, especially if he didn't come. Wouldn't this help him become more famous?

Hu Yilan's face was calm, his eyes lowered, as if he was concentrating and regulating his breathing.

Such a steady performance was in stark contrast to Li Cang, who could barely stand.

At this time, he also knew of Chen Mu's existence, but in his eyes, his biggest opponent was still Li Cang.

"After nine years of hard training, it's time to wash away the shame of the past..."

As the rain grew heavier, more and more people gathered to watch. They gathered in groups of three or five, and whispers began to rise quietly.

"Why hasn't it started yet? I thought I was late."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Senior Brother Chen hasn't arrived yet!"

"Are the rumors true? I also saw Senior Brother Chen when he was building his foundation, and he didn't look like he could comprehend the ancestor's magical powers..."

"Be careful with your words! Senior Brother Chen has achieved the Golden Elixir, how can you gossip about him?"

……

There are many familiar figures among the ranks of true disciples.

Apart from Lu Ziyu and others who were talking, Fang He had a blank expression on his face, watching coldly and saying nothing.

He knew very well in his heart that even if Chen Mu was defeated right from the start, he was no longer someone he could ridicule. Moreover, even if he could ridicule him in every way, it would not change Chen Mu's Jindan status.

"How unfair is Heaven, allowing this lucky villain to climb into the Xiao family... Such an honor should have belonged to Fang He..."

Until this moment, he still thought that Chen Mu had achieved the Golden Elixir with the help of Xiao Qiang...

(End of this chapter)