I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 94 Cloud Street
A little red gold, as bright as the sun.

Feeling the flames of light being born in the Dharma aperture, Ying Chan was filled with joy.

The Taiyao True Fire has finally been forged!
He withdrew from his inner vision, opened his eyes to gaze at the azure sky, suddenly made a hand seal, and softly uttered a single word: "Burn!"

Peng——

As soon as the words were uttered, flames suddenly appeared in mid-air, surging and burning fiercely, constantly changing according to Ying Chan's thoughts.

They transform at different times, like hundreds or thousands of fire butterflies, or like flocks of firebirds, circling endlessly; they gather and change at other times, like dragons and snakes dancing, or like swords and axes, their transformations unpredictable.

On a whim, he suddenly soared into the air, summoning a ring of flames around himself, like a cloud of fire, which lifted him upwards. In no time, he was already high in the sky.

"What a magnificent Taiyao True Fire Technique!"

Ying Chan couldn't help but laugh loudly and exclaimed, "Wonderful!"

The Great Dao Technique of Crimson Bright Taiyao Innate Divine Light possesses the offensive power to burn the heavens and boil the seas, and annihilate all things; it also has the defensive power to protect the body from all attacks and make it impervious to all laws; and it can even carry the physical body to fly like a rainbow, making it truly wondrous and infinitely magical.

As for the Taiyao True Fire Technique, as the introductory technique of the Crimson Bright Taiyao Innate Divine Light, it indeed possesses some of its mysteries.

Ying Chan escaped by borrowing fire, feeling as if he were flying at lightning speed, several times faster than simply using the clear and turbid air to fly.

Having mastered this technique, he finally had a means of escape to protect himself.

And this is still far from his limit.

It should be noted that Yingchan True Fire is newly formed and cannot be squandered casually. At this moment, he is not using Taiyao True Fire, but only a wisp of energy drawn from his Dharma Aperture to catalyze the raging fire.

In the future, if he masters his magic and his orifices are filled with true fire, and he releases it all, it will surely be a completely different scene.

Ying Chan soared freely through the clouds, painting countless clouds with rosy hues.

He didn't finish enjoying himself until the sun began to set and evening fell.

Upon returning to Zhaoguang Mountain, they found a figure waiting atop the peak; it was none other than Li Xuanying.

"Xuanying?"

Ying Chan was somewhat surprised, and landed on the cloud, laughing, "When did you arrive?"

"I arrived a long time ago."

Li Xuanying said, "When I arrived at Hanxu Daoist Temple, I saw fiery clouds stretching across the sky. I guessed that my senior brother was performing a ritual, so I waited at the summit."

"correct."

After saying that, he cupped his hands again and said, "I haven't yet congratulated you, senior brother, on your success in your magic. All magic is within reach."

Ying Chan nodded.

Not long ago, he visited Li Xuanying's Wocang Dojo and talked about cultivating magic, which is why Li Xuanying knew about it.

"I welcome Xuan Ying's congratulations."

Given their relationship, Ying Chan did not decline the offer, but simply replied casually, "Shall we go into the temple and sit down?"

Unexpectedly, Li Xuanying shook his head: "I didn't come here today to chat with you, senior brother."

"Oh?" Ying Chan asked in surprise, "Why is that?"

"I would like to invite my senior brother to a banquet at Yunqu Mountain tonight."

"Going to a banquet at Yunqu Mountain?" Ying Chan's eyebrows twitched. "Is this the gathering that Xuan Ying mentioned last time?"

"Exactly."

Li Xuanying said, "Actually, last time, I intended to invite you to come along, senior brother."

"However, I was able to participate in the gathering only because of Senior Brother Xu's introduction. I haven't been accepted for long, so it's not appropriate for me to invite him."

"Oh?" Ying Chan chuckled. "Is there some kind of threshold to attend this banquet?"

“It’s not a threshold,” Li Xuanying explained. “It’s just that our sect has countless disciples, and not everyone has the same temperament, mindset, or perspective.”

"People naturally prefer to associate with those who share their interests."

"Oh?" Ying Chan stroked his chin, pondering, "In that case, isn't this gathering the kind of literary society or association found in the secular world?" "Literary society, association?"

Li Xuanying entered the Taoist academy at the age of eight. He had little worldly experience, but it was not difficult for him to understand the meaning behind it.

"They do indeed bear some resemblance..."

He pondered and said, "But this association has no official name, no rules, and often has different people coming and going, so it shouldn't be confused with it."

"Is it?"

Ying Chan said, "That is indeed very interesting."

"How about it?" Li Xuanying asked with a smile, "Would you like to come along, Senior Brother?"

Ying Chan was not an idle or unsociable person to begin with, and after thinking about it, he was indeed somewhat interested, so he agreed, "I might as well go."

"good."

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanying was quite pleased and said, "At Chenshi (7-9 AM), at Danyue Terrace on Yunqu Mountain, Senior Brother, please don't break your promise."

Ying Chan was somewhat surprised: "Isn't Xuan Ying going with me?"

Li Xuanying said, "I will go with Senior Brother Xu, so that I can introduce you to him."

"Oh?"

Ying Chan had long heard of Xu Yuan's name, and upon hearing this, he became even more interested, replying, "That's excellent."

After chatting for a few more minutes, Li Xuanying took his leave.

Ying Chan returned to the temple alone, where he still had much to do.

Seeing that it was getting late, he read the Taoist books for a while. Perhaps due to his recent accumulation of knowledge, he gained some insights and almost became engrossed in them.

Closing the book, it was already very close to Chen Shi (7-9 AM), so Ying Chan simply tucked the book into his robes and rode the wind up into the sky.

Zhaoguang Mountain is in the east, and Yunqu Mountain is in the west, which is quite a distance apart.

Therefore, once it reached the clouds, it urged the flames to fly away swiftly.

At this moment, Ying Chan realized that there were indeed many fellow disciples traveling in the clouds, and because of the radiance of their escape techniques, they were often more conspicuous. Looking at them, they were radiant and colorful, and from time to time, one could see people spitting out starlight and practicing spells in the clouds... It was as if they were from two different worlds from the tranquility below the clouds.

Especially near Yunqu Mountain, the streaks of light became even more dense, rising and falling like rainbow bridges, creating a lively scene.

Ying Chan was not surprised.

Yunqu refers to the celestial street and cloud market!

Yunqu Mountain is the Heavenly Street and Cloud Market in the Immortal Mansion. Although it is called a mountain, it is actually a long ridge with a flat top, like a road exposed to the clouds. There are many buildings and palaces built there, and the lights are bright everywhere, like a tree of fire and flowers.

Many Taoist priests gathered there, brewing tea and drinking wine, leisurely watching the clouds rise and fall, enjoying themselves immensely.

When Ying Chan arrived here, he felt somewhat like a poor, austere cultivator who had mistakenly wandered into a bustling metropolis.

He shook his head and smiled, then extinguished the flames and descended.

He didn't know where the Dan Yue Terrace was, so he had to land on the 'Yun Qu Avenue' first.

Just as he was about to look for directions, he heard a voice and asked in surprise, "Junior Brother Ying?"

"Ok?"

Ying Chan turned around and saw several people standing together not far away. The one who called him was a young man.

This person was wearing a long robe today, which was quite different from what Ying Chan remembered, but his appearance was quite heroic, so he was not difficult to recognize.

It was just that the clouds were getting windy.

"Senior Brother Yun." Ying Chan was somewhat surprised and cupped his hands in greeting. "I didn't expect to run into you in Yunqu."

"Exactly."

Yun Youfeng laughed heartily: "My younger brother and I, along with a few friends, are having a small gathering at Fumo Pavilion. Would you like to join us, junior brother?"

(End of this chapter)