Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 710 Black and White Talisman
When we reached the top of the mountain, it was already the turn of the Xu and Hai years.

The night was dark, and rays of moonlight shone upon the palaces and pavilions, casting a mist-like brilliance.

What comes into view is that thousands of cultivators are spread out over hundreds of miles. They are often people from the same sect or clan gathered together, with the room full of friends, toasting each other, chatting and laughing happily.

And in the clouds, a huge palace nearly ten thousand feet in size was suspended under the moon.

With just a quick glance, one can see that the palace is dotted with towers, palaces, pavilions and flowers, all of which are extremely beautiful, even not inferior to a Taoist temple.

Chen Mu and others walked over and looked at the palace under the moon, secretly amazed.

"Qingxu Immortal Mansion is worthy of the word 'immortal'. This palace under the moon is the only one that can be freely taken out..."

Yang Cheng exclaimed in admiration, his eyes flickering, looking extremely moved.

This kind of portable palace can be taken out with a wave of the hand when needed, and can be folded up to any size you like. It is extremely convenient, and it has its own spiritual power, which is rare in the world. Only the True Lord of Transformation can enjoy it.

Chen Mu and the others responded a few times, and then followed the Taoist boy's instructions and entered the palace under the moon.

This banquet originated from the Qingxu Immortal Palace, so most of the Taoist sects gave it face and stayed for a day to participate in the banquet. Beiyuan, Nanjiang and others were also persuaded to stay.

Before Chen Mu had walked far, he had already run into many acquaintances, including Fairy Yaoguang, Kong Yerong and other great Taoist masters.

Perhaps because he won first place, many people took the initiative to ask about Li Li, which was very different from his initial indifference.

Chen Mu returned the greetings along the way, and soon saw a smoke demon flying in front of everyone. It was the elder named Qin from Qingxu Immortal Mansion.

After he stood still, he laughed loudly and said in a clear voice: "The True Lords are about to take their seats. My uncle specially ordered me to come out and greet you fellow Taoists."

Taoist Mingchen walked in front. He was quite familiar with Elder Qin, so he chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Qin, why should we be so polite? Please lead the way quickly, or we will not be blamed by the True Lord."

Elder Qin smiled and said nothing more. He immediately turned around and waved his hand, dispersing the forbidden formation in the hall and led the way in.

After walking a few hundred steps, they entered a spacious hall. True Lord Han Yuan had already taken the main seat. Seeing them enter, he didn't put on airs and instead said with a smile, "Please take a seat. The banquet is about to begin."

Chen Mu and his group hurriedly bowed and then took their seats under the guidance of the maids.

Not long after, mysterious energies descended one after another, and they were the ancestors of each lineage who had achieved the state of transformation.

Pingyang Zhenjun was also among them, and when he came in, he nodded to Chen Mu and others.

After a while, Elder Qin stepped forward and whispered to Han Yuanzi, "Except for a few families who were unable to attend due to reasons, everyone is here now..."

Han Yuanzi nodded, then stood up and said with a hearty laugh, "Thanks to all of you fellow Taoists for your kindness in hosting this grand feast. I won't say much, and I'll drink this cup with you all!"

He raised the cup high and drank it all in one gulp with everyone.

"Good wine!"

The True Lord of Longxiang Mountain was the first to show his support, laughing loudly and saying, "The wine from Qingxu Immortal Mansion is indeed quite good. It's a great opportunity to have a few more cups when I discuss Dao with you fellow Daoists later!"

Han Yuanzi laughed out loud upon hearing this and shouted, "I will make sure you enjoy your drink to your heart's content!"

After he finished speaking, he and Elder Qin beside him waved their hands, and immediately a man holding a zither and a flute came onto the stage, playing faint celestial music and entertaining the group of practitioners.

In this atmosphere, Chen Mu and others also clinked glasses and chatted happily. From time to time, someone stood up to toast. There were people everywhere, and the place was very lively.

The hundred-year sword fight is for inheritance, and the banquet afterwards has become a routine.

However, the banquet was just a superficial appearance, and the various sects participated in it to take the opportunity of gathering together to establish good relations with various Taoist sects.

Therefore, there was no need for Elder Qin to organize the situation, as several formations had already been formed on the field.

Chen Mu's place was also bustling with activity. Dudu, Hua Meimei, and the others had gathered there, chatting non-stop and laughing from time to time, drawing the attention of others who seemed eager to join in, yet unsure how to begin. Meanwhile, at the head of the hall, True Monarch Xuyun was also observing intently, reaching for a black and white token at his waist, a look of deep thought on his face.

This token is round in shape and has two colors on it. It looks ordinary, but everyone in Central China knows it.

Because it is a black and white Taoist talisman, it is extremely precious. Holding it can make a wish to the first immortal sect in Central Continent...

"I never thought that this Beiyuan kid actually had such a connection with my Black and White Dao Palace..."

Master Xuyun muttered to himself, looking quite surprised.

However, a few days ago, his junior nephew Zi Yang from the Taoist Palace reported to him something about how Chen Mu almost joined his own Taoist sect in his early years.

"He helped Zi Yang lead his nephew Li Xin back to the Dao Palace, and now he appears before me again. Could this really be God's will?"

He murmured, his expression momentarily conflicted.

According to his original idea, he wanted the leader of Yuxuan Sect to incorporate Chen Mu into the Zhongzhou Taoist tradition on the pretext of inheriting Taoist skills.

In this way, the amazing luck on him can be shared with Zhongzhou, effectively preventing the serious loss of Zhongzhou's luck.

After all, none of them had thought beforehand that the most important position of leader would be taken away by two people.

The leader gains the most luck, and the loss of luck caused by losing two leaders in a row is too much for even Zhongzhou to bear.

Especially at the critical moment when the devil's calamity is about to come, a slight change may bring about a catastrophic disaster.

Zhongzhou was indeed powerful, but it also had to endure greater pressure from the demonic tribulations than Beiyuan. Therefore, facing this unpredictable situation, as the ancestor of the first immortal sect in Zhongzhou, he had to consider many things...

Ao Yin, one of the leaders, is the prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, so he was naturally not considered. However, Chen Mu, who demonstrated the Taoist skills inherited from the Yuxuan Sect, was the most suitable candidate.

That's why he sent someone to call the head of Yuxuan Sect on the day Chen Mu won the championship, hoping to take advantage of the situation and leave Chen Mu's name in Zhongzhou.

But now... there seems to be a better choice...

His eyes fixed, and he suddenly tightened his grip, holding onto the black and white talisman.

Those who practice Taoism have always attached great importance to the word "fate".

Moreover, he had originally intended to keep Chen Mu. Adding the two together, he had no reason to make any other choice...

"Friend Chen." Master Xuyun suddenly spoke.

The voice was loud and clear, but few people could hear it. Only the True Lords and Chen Mu himself responded.

Chen Mu put down the wine cup in his hand, stood up and saluted from a distance, saying, "Is there something wrong, Master?"

Xuyun Zhenjun smiled but did not answer. He only said, "Come closer and talk."

Chen Mu's heart moved secretly, and he looked towards the direction of Master Pingyang unconsciously.

After Pingyangzi nodded slightly, although he felt strange, he felt relieved and went forward as ordered.

This immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the field.

They continued to talk, but in tacit understanding, they kept their eyes on the other side.

"True Lord." Chen Mu stood still and bowed.

"Yes." Xu Yunzi nodded with a smile, lowering his eyes and speaking slowly, "Even in Beiyuan, he still achieved the ninth level of Yuanying. Young friend Chen's style is truly unique among his peers..."

(End of this chapter)