Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 747 Teleportation Point

"call out!"

A flash of light passed by, and Chen Mu suddenly felt his feet solid. All his spiritual thoughts reappeared, and he went to investigate immediately.

What comes into view is a small world with beautiful scenery.

Chen Mu had just visited the small world of the Black and White Taoist Palace not long ago, but that area was vast and magnificent, almost as big as a country.

The small world before him was only a hundred miles in size, with mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon still there. Except for the absence of any living creatures, it was no different from the outside world.

Chen Mu remained silent and walked boldly towards the north of the small world.

There, he saw a monastery...

"This world was not created by nature, but was opened up by a great cultivator."

Chen Mu walked and recited, his expression quite calm.

He came here because of the mysterious water lotus, and he knew in his heart that the origin of this thing was far beyond what he could possess at his level.

But due to his circumstances, the water lotus appeared in his body.

Regardless of why he was in this situation, he was only thinking about one thing.

If the owner of this place intended to make things difficult for him or murder him, how could he escape by being careful or running away?
Now that we've come this far, we should act calmly...

In a moment, Chen Mu arrived in front of the temple.

The temple is not big, occupying only a few feet of land. But looking inside through the door, you can find that the inner room is quite spacious, with a gurgling stream, pavilions and towers. There is also a pond not far away, but there are no golden carp swimming in it.

Chen Mu took a few glances and after seeing no obvious danger, he stepped inside.

As soon as he entered the inner room, he smelled a faint fragrance, as if the owner of this room had left not long ago and the sandalwood had not yet burned out.

"There's no spiritual energy... strange."

Chen Mu frowned and slowly crossed a stone bridge. When he reached the end, he found that he had stepped onto a winding corridor. There were some bamboos and strange rocks on both sides. There was no sound at all, only the "trample" sound of his own footsteps.

Before he had walked a hundred steps, he discovered a small pavilion on a high place, with a corner of its eaves quietly protruding from the dense bamboo forest.

Chen Mu couldn't help but quicken his pace. Everything he saw made him confused and puzzled. Even though he was calm, he still wanted to find out what was going on as soon as possible.

After walking along a gravel path, I came to a pile of gravel steps. I walked up them and soon arrived at the pavilion I had just seen.

There are stone benches and stone tables here, and an overturned bookcase between them. Several scrolls of calligraphy and paintings are scattered about in a disorderly manner, as if they were thrown here carelessly by someone.

Chen Mu lowered his eyes and looked at it. With an idea in his mind, he reached out and picked up a scroll of calligraphy and painting. When he opened it, he saw a vivid picture of a Taoist fishing.

The scene in the painting is exactly this hermitage. A faceless figure in a white robe sits on the bluestone, fishing while holding a cup of fragrant tea, sipping it slowly and contentedly, appearing to be at ease.

A small red clay stove stood in front of him, steam rising from the fire. A white rabbit transformed from mist was fanning the fire with a large cattail leaf fan. In a pavilion not far away, a mist-made girl played the zither and sang. Although her voice was not in the realm of calligraphy or painting, Chen Mu seemed to hear the melodious and clear singing, like the sound of flowing water under a bridge...

Chen Mu was confused and guessed, "Could it be that the Taoist in the painting is the owner of this place?"

He put down the scroll without changing his expression, then picked up another piece of calligraphy and looked at it.

"Peach blossoms and flowing water drift away into the distance, a world apart that seems like the human world."

Chen Mu muttered to himself, and finally landed on the signature below.

"The Guest on the Stone..."

Chen Mu's brows tightened. This was obviously not a name, but more like a nickname.

"Could it be the 'Guangcheng Immortal Venerable' who appeared during the Heart Demon Tribulation?"

He picked up the remaining calligraphy and paintings and looked through them again. The contents were almost the same as the first two, with no other information.

Chen Mu was still confused. Was he brought in just to see a few paintings and calligraphy?

He shook his head slightly, then stood at the pavilion of the monastery and looked down, taking in the entire layout. After a while, his eyes lit up, and he immediately leaped down, discovering a clue in a gourd-shaped doorway at the back of the monastery.

To the naked eye, the gourd-shaped door here is the gateway connecting the front yard of the monastery and the bamboo forest at the back. However, after he explored it with his spiritual sense, he found that the place was dark and empty, as if it was a void.

Chen Mu took a few glances and suddenly reached out to explore the doorway.

The five fingers remained the same and passed through without any error.

"what?"

Chen Mu was a little surprised and began to think seriously.

According to his divine sense, this place should be a "door within a door", but why has nothing happened?

He pondered for a moment, then once again channeled his inspiration towards the mysterious water lotus, directing a ray of water-colored light towards the gourd doorway.

The next moment, the entire temple trembled slightly, and the gourd doorway shook. After several "clicking" sounds were heard, an inexplicable vortex of light and shadow suddenly appeared at the doorway.

The vortex was only about ten feet square, rotating slightly, with overlapping light and shadows. Chen Mu looked at it and felt dizzy in an instant.

He was suddenly shocked. If it were in the past, he would not have felt anything, but now he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and his soul strength exceeded that of an ordinary mid-stage cultivator. Even he felt uncomfortable...

Then where does this vortex lead to?

Chen Mu was not unfamiliar with this vortex. It was a common teleportation point in this world, used to connect two places.

Looking back over the past hundred years, he had encountered at least dozens of these teleportation points...

There are only two possibilities that could have caused him to react this way.

One is that the distance connecting the points of this array is too far, and the Dao rhyme is too strong, which makes it difficult for him to support it at his level.

The second is that behind the array point, there is an extraordinarily powerful existence. Considering his Nascent Soul stage, such a powerful existence should at least be at the Spirit Transformation stage, or even... a True Immortal who has transcended the tribulation.

"Are there immortals in this world?"

If he had been asked just now, Chen Mu might have decisively answered no, but now... he couldn't help but doubt it. Could it be that there really were immortals left in this world?
Even if one is at peace, one cannot stand under such a dangerous wall, right? Who knows what will happen after this point?

Chen Mu hesitated for a moment. He had originally planned to use this trip to resolve his doubts and find out the origin of the mysterious water lotus.

But who would have thought that the doubts would not be solved, but would become more numerous...

"The uncertain future is the most difficult thing to endure."

"How can you come and go in doubt?"

"I won't enter with my true body, but I'll send out a ray of my divine consciousness to explore..."

After a moment of silence, Chen Mu made up his mind and immediately activated the "Wuwang Visualization Diagram", separating a wisp of spiritual consciousness and carefully exploring the vortex of light and shadow.

The divine consciousness that can be used to test the teleportation array point is not as simple as before. It contains a trace of soul, and even Chen Mu cannot split it indefinitely.

The divine consciousness should be invisible, but with the blessing of the soul, it can be transformed into smoke, as if it is carried away by the wind and slowly merges into the vortex.

"Crash..."

Chen Mu inexplicably heard the sound of flowing water in his ears, and he could feel that the divine consciousness was infinitely stretched, as if it reached a very far place in an instant!
But the next moment, he groaned, and the veins on his clenched fists were exposed, and he was obviously in great pain.

"Nothingness is annihilated. Even with my soul, I can't reach the other side?"

While he was frightened, he also felt a sense of relief. Fortunately, he didn't stubbornly step in with his true body, otherwise, what was annihilated just now would not be just a trace of divine consciousness...

Chen Mu closed his eyes and recalled the chaotic void flow that had just appeared, muttering: "With this intensity, I don't have to think too much before I reach the state of spiritual transformation..."

"But my soul is already a step ahead of me. If I practice regularly, I might be able to reach the level of a primordial spirit in the late Nascent Soul stage..."

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(End of this chapter)