I've already become an immortal lord, and only now is the spiritual energy reviving?

Rental housing.

"Hey, that's interesting."

"Master Yuanlian's skills are mediocre, but he has mastered Wen Zhibai's pretentious mannerisms to a high degree."

Qingyuan spoke in a teasing tone.

In their several encounters, Yuan Lian always acted like a coward.

Now, not only does he dare to lead the way in climbing mountains, but his words also reveal a sinister probing quality that only the old devil Yu Zhang possesses.

Clearly, he received guidance from a master before going out.

A fox with no real skills borrows a tiger's skin to put on a grand show, and it performs quite convincingly.

His gaze shifted, sweeping towards the edge of the large map.

Several points of light, though not as dazzling as Yuan Lian and the others, were exceptionally solid and gradually converged towards Qinglu.

"The He family of Blackwater City sent an elder in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. He Fengchao didn't make a move, but the Xiao family sent a core figure. They must also be eyeing this lucrative opportunity."

As for Langche and Zhuxuan, they were clearly keeping an eye on the Xuanji Master of the Wang family, creating a delicate balance.

The only one who suffered was Yang Danhe of Huayaotang, who was squeezed into the gap.

A chess piece locked up by multiple parties can be shattered into pieces with the slightest misstep.

As for the area below the [Jade Book and Golden Book] icon.

The golden progress bar, which had been moving at a snail's pace, surged wildly thanks to the grand [Mountain God Festival].

[Qi aggregation degree: 98%]

"Just one step away from victory."

Regardless of what ulterior motives the outsiders may have, once they enter the Qinglu Mountain area, they are entering a black box covered by the system.

Trying to cause trouble?

Even someone with a Foundation Establishment cultivation level has to carefully manage their cultivation.

We don't mind receiving too much incense and good fortune delivered to our door.

Are they going to cause trouble at home?

It depends on whether the dealer agrees.

......

At the foot of Qinglu Mountain.

Hundreds of outer disciples, dressed in neat Taoist robes, stood in rows on the left and right, holding banners and jade plates.

In the central open space, a grand altar for worshipping Heaven rises from the ground.

The base is made of five-colored soil, symbolizing stability in all directions. Large green wooden flags are planted all around the platform, painted with cloud patterns and thunder seal script.

Inside the incense burner, "Jiangzhen incense" was already burning.

The wisps of smoke lingered, straight as pillars, like a long ladder reaching to the heavens.

"The auspicious time has not yet arrived, please wait patiently!"

The master of ceremonies and attendants chanted loudly, their voices echoing across the surrounding area.

The heavens suddenly seemed to respond.

Yuan Lian, Wan Zhong, and Xing Shu descended from the clouds, bringing with them the power of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Even though the Qi-cultivating disciples below were prepared, they still found it hard to breathe.

Yuan Lian looked down at the crowd below with an arrogant gaze.

Suddenly.

A gentle female voice descended gracefully from the clouds, instantly dissolving the oppressive atmosphere in the room.

"It is a great honor to have friends visiting from afar."

"It is a pity that the grand ceremony is still missing the final ritual, so it is inconvenient to start immediately. We will have to trouble you fellow Daoists to move into the hall."

Before seeing the person, one hears the wonderful sound.

With just a few words, the pale-faced disciple straightened his back and exhaled.

Yuan Lian and the other two exchanged glances.

"please."

The three said no more and transformed into streaks of light, soaring straight to the summit.

......

Inside the Guanhua Hall, the guests and hosts took their seats.

On the main seat, a woman in palace attire skillfully prepared tea.

Her hair was styled in a high bun with only a single emerald green wooden hairpin inserted, and the flow of life energy around her was like withered trees coming back to life.

It was Qin Ranqing.

Venerable Hanzhen.

"My name is Qin Ranqing, also known as 'Hanzhen'. I am here to greet guests. The sect leader is currently fasting in the inner hall and is unable to greet you. I hope the three of you will understand."

Qin Ranqing gently pushed three cups of spiritual tea aside without spilling a drop.

Both Xing Shu and Wan Zhong are in the early stages of Foundation Establishment.

Wan Zhong, having gained immense strength, became even more sluggish. Sensing the energy flow, he discovered that the female leader had a solid foundation, firmly established at the Foundation Establishment stage.

Although it's only in its early stages, we are truly like-minded people.

"Fellow Daoist Hanzhen, you're too kind."

Xing Shu smiled and accepted the tea, then took out a square box from his sleeve:

"Dingji Mountain and your clan have always kept to themselves. I am overjoyed to hear this and hereby present you with a Dingxing chart. Please accept it with pleasure."

With a deep, resonant voice, he unloaded the stone tablet he was carrying... and the cloth bag hanging beside him:

"I am a rough man, I don't understand elegance, but I have ten pieces of top-grade 'Thick Earth Essence' inside, which can be used to temper the body."

Qin Ranqing smiled and thanked them one by one, instructing the steward to put them away safely.

It's Yuan Lian's turn.

This mid-Foundation Establishment expert sat motionless, showing no intention of offering any gifts.

His eyes flickered, and he seemed to be magnanimously offering his hands in greeting:

"My senior brother Yuzhang from our sect arrived a few days ago and sent a very generous gift. It would be too much of a formality for me to send another."

"I've heard that your clan has recently embarked on a large-scale construction project, clearing land in the northern border?"

"The Imperial Sword Sect has some expertise in weapon forging. If you are short of soldiers or armor, just ask, and I will make the decision to offer you a discount."

What a clever scheme to get something for nothing.

To save face and avoid making the Imperial Sword Sect look inferior by giving gifts again, while also taking the opportunity to extend its weapon-refining business into the Guanhua Sect.

Qin Ranqing's smile only deepened, and she gave a slight bow:

"That would be perfect."

"I have only heard that the Imperial Sword Sect's magic swords are in short supply recently. If my sect's trivial matters delay the sect's grand plan, I will be uneasy."

"Let's discuss this in detail another day."

A gentle rebuff shuts down all his words.

Before Yuan Lian could react, Qin Ranqing had already stood up and gestured outwards:

"Fellow Daoists from the He and Xiao families will be arriving soon. Preparations for the Mountain God Festival still need to be made. My humble abode is simple, but a guest cave dwelling has been prepared. Please rest for now."

The order to leave was given politely and respectfully.

Yuan Lian flicked his sleeves and stepped out of the gate first.

Behind them, Xing Shu and Wan Chong exchanged glances, both seeing the deeper meaning in each other's eyes.

This Guanhua Gate is impenetrable to water.

......

Danxia Peak.

Compared to the turbulent winds and clouds on the front mountain, the underground fire chamber on the back mountain appeared exceptionally deserted.

"call."

The heavy stone door closed.

Ou Yeheng, looking every bit the thief, locked himself in the dimly lit cave.

Carefully place the wooden sword case on the forging table.

"Roll".

The lid slid open.

Only the hilt of the sword remained, lying quietly on the rough velvet.

The broken edges were jagged, making it impossible to discern any resemblance to a magic sword.

But in Ou Yeheng's eyes, this object was more captivating than any jade.

"This is... the Legend of Sword and Fairy?"

A large, calloused hand reached out, and the moment the fingertips approached the hilt of the sword, it was as if it had encountered a thunderous explosion and a burst of raging flames.

"Buzz".

Without requiring any input of spiritual energy, the sword hilt emitted a sound on its own.

Invisible to the naked eye, the flowing light weaves intricate patterns in the air.

Two completely opposite forces, which should have canceled each other out, are now perfectly integrated.

"No...this place..."

The dullness and sluggishness in Ou Yeheng's eyes vanished, and he subconsciously picked up the huge iron hammer beside him.

No target was set, and no iron ingots were placed.

I simply wanted to "capture" that feeling, or rather, to keep up with its rhythm.

"boom!"

The first hammer blow struck the hollow anvil.

It was not the sound of metal clashing.

Instead, it was the roar of dragons and the chirping of birds!

A surge of powerful spiritual energy erupted from the broken sword hilt.

It actively drew upon the scattered earth fire spiritual energy around it, transforming it into pulsating runes that surged toward Ou Yeheng's body.

"Zhen Yang Yu..."

"Leaving the void..."

Ou Yeheng muttered to himself, and the heavy hammer in his hand involuntarily rose again.

One hammer blow.

Another blow.

His figure was gradually engulfed by a dazzling burst of lightning and fire.

.......

Behind Qinglu Mountain, there is a clear, cold pool.

Located in a remote area and protected by a formation, it is completely shielded from the noise of the outside world.

Xu Sixing sat cross-legged on a blue stone, holding a blade of grass in his hand, idly counting the fish swimming in the pool.

The little monk Juexin beside him closed his eyes and chanted sutras, while the pig demon slept soundly.

The years are quiet.

Suddenly.

Xu Sixing's body trembled violently, and the foxtail grass snapped in two.

"Smack."

Juexin sensed something was amiss and opened her clear eyes: "Benefactor Xu, is your mind in turmoil?"

Xu Sixing ignored it and focused on sensing.

A wisp of spiritual connection, seemingly close yet distant, ready to be recalled at any moment...

It seems as if someone has forcefully interfered, making things unclear and even giving rise to the illusion that someone is about to "betray" us!

"chaos?"

My heart is broken!

Xu Sixing suddenly jumped up, pointed at Danxia Peak, and his voice cracked:

"Where's my sword?!"