I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 75 Ascending to the Clouds

Sure enough, Zhang Yu was nowhere to be seen until late into the night.

Ying Chan felt a little regretful. He had originally intended to chat with Zhang Yu and give some pointers to his junior brother who had only been a neighbor for a few days, but he never expected that they would miss each other so much.

But since there's no chance for him, he won't wait any longer.

The next day.

He moved all the books he couldn't take with him to the main house, and left a note for Zhang Yu, informing him that he was giving him books and encouraging him to cultivate himself.

Afterwards, he returned to the east hut, picked up his neatly packed luggage, closed the doors and windows, and said, "Fairy, it's time to set off."

"I'm coming!"

The colorful sparrow flew down from the eaves and exclaimed excitedly, "Let's go!"

Ying Chan nodded, but his gaze was fixed on the lush tree in the courtyard.

"This is……"

As he approached, he discovered that within the canopy of his senior tree, a branch was drooping down, bearing two large fruits. The fruits resembled peaches and plums, with dew still clinging to their skin.

Ying Chan was both surprised and delighted: "Brother Shu, is this for me?"

"And Xuan Ying's too, isn't it?"

There was no wind in the courtyard, yet the tree branches swayed gently.

Before Ying Chan could say anything, suddenly, the two fruits, which resembled peaches and plums, fell to the ground.

He quickly took it, and saw that Brother Tree had already put the branch away and returned to his usual calm.

Ying Chan couldn't help but smile, put the heavy fruit into his bag, and bowed to the tree, saying, "Thank you, Senior Brother Tree. I will definitely deliver this to Xuan Ying."

Brother Tree did not respond further.

So Ying Chan didn't say much, only saying, "Senior Brother Shu, let's go."

He strode out of the 26th courtyard of the Jia character, glanced back at the courtyard one last time, then closed the gate and walked away.

……

Afterwards, Ying Chan visited the alchemy workshop, the weapon workshop, and even the capital affairs office to bid farewell to his acquaintances and senior brothers. Only then did he travel from the main road to a side road, and from the side road to the mountains.

When no one was around, the view was vast and empty.

He then said to Cai Que'er, "Fairy, it's time to set off."

Cai Que'er had already snuggled into his arms, only her head peeking out, and she hummed in agreement.

Ying Chan smiled slightly and released his thoughts, sensing the rise and fall of purity and turbidity between heaven and earth.

sough……

A gentle breeze suddenly swept through the mountains, causing the grass and trees to sway, and a colorful bird let out a joyful cry: "Woo—!"

Suddenly, Ying Chan felt light and floated into the air, rising towards the sky at an increasingly faster speed.

In no time, the green mountains below had shrunk to the size of a palm, and the Thousand Peaks Mirror Lake was fully visible.

"This is what it feels like to soar above the ground, to ascend and descend into the azure sky..."

This was not Ying Chan's first flight.

But whether riding a crane or being carried by someone else's cloud-based escape technique, nothing can compare to this feeling.

His figure rose and fell with the clear and turbid air between heaven and earth, wandering in the clouds, as if he had broken free from all constraints and felt an unprecedented sense of freedom.

Wonderful.

Ying Chan did not restrain himself. Only after the turmoil in his heart subsided did he suddenly increase his speed and disappear into the clouds.

In fact, with his initial cultivation level at the Xuan Guang realm and without having learned any advanced escape techniques, even if he flew at full speed, he wouldn't be considered particularly fast.

But having tasted the sensation of entering and leaving the azure sky for the first time, he did not find it tedious at all.

After flying leisurely for quite a while, they finally caught sight of Xuandu Temple in the distance.

That is, the location of the outer mountain gate.

After a moment's thought, he did not land directly, but instead landed at the foot of the mountain before crossing the bluestone inscribed with the words 'Xuandu' and ascending the long steps.

Soon, Ying Chan once again ascended the Xuandu Temple.

The temple remained solemn, with wisps of incense smoke curling upwards. A figure could be seen waiting.

Ying Chan was somewhat surprised. He slowly walked forward, cupped his hands in a bow, and said, "Greetings, Daoist Lü."

It turned out that this person was none other than Lü Cheng, the Taoist priest who had greeted him when he first arrived in Xuandu.

Lu Cheng replied, "Junior brother is about to become a disciple of our sect, aren't you going to change your address?"

Ying Chan suddenly realized and called out, "Senior Brother Lü."

Lu Cheng smiled slightly and returned a simple greeting, saying, "Greetings, Junior Brother."

"I have received the sect's decree to guide you into the immortal abode. Come with me."

"Yes."

Ying Chan followed Lü Cheng deep into the Xuandu Temple, and Cai Que'er also peeked out from his arms, looking around.

Thus, following the main road and passing many palaces, they finally arrived at a cliff corner.

Ying Chan then realized that there was still a mountain gate ornamental column in Xuandu Temple, but it was not outside the temple. Instead, it was built against the sea of ​​clouds outside the cliff, and the words "Xuandu" were still on it.

Such regulations would undoubtedly be quite bizarre in the secular world.

But its presence here seems perfectly natural.

As Ying Chan approached the Huabiao (ornamental column) with Lü Cheng, he subconsciously held his breath.

Seeing this, Lü Cheng smiled slightly and said, "No need to be nervous, go forward."

Ying Chan nodded and walked alone to the edge of the cliff. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a bell ringing into his ears.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The bells rang out melodiously, three times in a row, coming from the distant clouds, and sounded incredibly familiar and reassuring.

Cai Que'er whispered, "Taoist priest, it's the bell from the Taoist temple."

Ying Chan nodded.

Whenever a disciple joins the sect, the temple will ring the bell three times to celebrate.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a golden glow spreading across the sky, which in the blink of an eye covered the entire sea of ​​clouds, revealing the fairy mountains and jade palaces one by one.

Immediately afterwards, thin wisps of cloud gathered in long staircases between the cliff corner and the horizon.

"The Immortal Abode is now open, Junior Brother, please proceed."

Hearing Lü Cheng's urging from behind, Ying Chan did not turn around. He simply took a deep breath and resolutely stepped onto the cloud path.

Ying Chan suddenly remembered that in the past year, he had seen the celestial palace appear several times, guiding the disciples of the Taoist academy into it.

Every time he witnessed this scene, his pride soared even higher, and he believed that one day he would be able to be like them, soaring to the heavens and ascending to the celestial palace.

Now that I have finally arrived here, will I also be seen by my classmates and become a spark of inspiration?

Ying Chan walked away step by step on the blue clouds.

A gentle breeze, carrying thick clouds, swept in, obscuring the azure sky and shrouding the green mountains.

"Wow--"

"Out of sight!"

Cai Que'er cried out in surprise in Ying Chan's arms. Ying Chan just smiled slightly, looked down and saw that the road was still there, so he did not slow down his pace at all, but his sleeves were full of smoke and clouds.

I don't know if it was because he was at peace, or because the path through the clouds wasn't as long as he had imagined.

Soon, Ying Chan passed through the thick clouds, and as if a screen had been opened to reveal the moon, a myriad of beautiful scenes unfolded before his eyes.

Looking out, the sacred mountains are majestic and stretch to the sky, with towering cliffs and cloud-covered peaks, thousands of rocks and twists and turns. Pine and bamboo trees in the mountains compete for verdant beauty, waterfalls cascade like curtains, springs flow like pearls, and mist rises gently.

In mid-air, there are towering peaks and inverted islets, with palaces, temples and pavilions built on them. You can see terraces and pavilions, and Taoist priests often fly to and fro.

Truly a fairyland, a blessed paradise.

Ying Chan walked on, lost in thought, while Cai Que'er remained silent.

Unbeknownst to them, the cloud path had come to an end, landing on a divine pillar peak.

At the summit, only a magnificent palace stands, and nothing else.

(End of this chapter)