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After leaving the Pangu Palace, Lin Dasheng was like a wild horse that had been set free, completely letting himself go.

With a single somersault, he covered 108,000 li, directly from the summit of Buzhou Mountain to the territory of Xiniu Hezhou.

"Hehe, I've heard the monsters here are the most blind, perfect for me, Old Sun, to practice on!"

Lin Dasheng, carrying his golden cudgel, swaggered across the desolate Gobi Desert, his fiery eyes scanning the surroundings, searching for an unlucky target.

Soon, he discovered a den of wolf demons dwelling in a cave.

The wolf demon king was only a Taiyi Golden Immortal, but he was a local tyrant. He was leading a group of underlings in eating bloody raw meat in the cave.

"Hey! You monster, committing violence in broad daylight, you deserve to be beaten!"

Lin Dasheng descended from the sky and, without saying a word, swung his golden cudgel and smashed it down.

Before the wolf demon king could react, he was smashed into a pulp by a single blow.

The remaining little demons were so frightened that they scattered and fled in all directions.

"This is boring, so incredibly boring!"

Lin Dasheng put away his golden cudgel and curled his lip in utter disdain.

An opponent of this caliber doesn't even deserve to be his warm-up.

In the following days, he went to several more demon kings' caves, but the result was the same: they were all easy targets that could be dealt with with a single blow.

Lin Dasheng began to feel a little bored.

In this vast wilderness, is there not a single one who can fight?

He sat listlessly on a large rock, munching on a yellow plum he had taken from home, and began to miss the days when he played with his younger siblings in the Pangu Temple.

Although he gets punished every day, at least he still has someone to play with.

Just as he was preparing to head home and apologize to his father.

A peculiar scent drifted into his nose on the wind.

That was an extremely profound Daoist aura.

This Daoist aura carries no trace of killing intent; instead, it exudes an ultimate allure of immortality, carefree existence, and transcendence of the Three Realms and the Five Elements.

This scent has no effect on other creatures, but for the naturally active, rebellious, and eager-to-do Lingming Stone Monkey, it is simply the most premium catnip in the primordial world!

Two beams of golden light shot out from Lin Dasheng's golden eyes.

He sniffed hard and looked in the direction the smell was coming from.

"Wow, this remote and impoverished place actually hides such a wonderfully fragrant treasure."

Lin Dasheng grinned, revealing an excited, mischievous smile.

This smells so luxurious; there must be a wealthy old man hiding inside, who might have a lot of fun magical artifacts and delicious spiritual fruits.

"Let's go collect protection money."

Lin Dasheng casually tossed aside the half-eaten yellow plum, picked up his golden cudgel, and, following the direction of the Daoist aura, somersaulted over.

Finally, on a desolate plain, he saw a faintly visible fairy mountain.

The sacred mountain was shrouded in mist and clouds, and looked extremely extraordinary.

He was overjoyed, knowing he had found the right place, and immediately sped up, flying towards the immortal mountain.

Before long, he landed at the foot of the mountain.

A winding mountain path led straight to the top of the mountain. On both sides of the path, woodcutters were chopping wood and singing Zen-like songs.

But Lin Dasheng listened for a long time and couldn't understand a single word. He just felt that the tune sounded exactly like his godfather Tongtian when he was drunk and insisted on talking to people about swordsmanship.

He ran up the mountain path in quick succession and soon arrived at the entrance of a cave at the top of the mountain.

The stone door of the cave was tightly closed, and a line of large characters was carved on the lintel: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

Lin Dasheng walked to the stone tablet and tapped the hard stone with his golden cudgel, producing a crisp sound.

"Fangcun Mountain? Sanxing Cave? These names sound rather mystical."

At that very moment, deep within the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave...

The Bodhi Patriarch, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, suddenly opened his eyes.

coming!

The fish has finally taken the bait!

Outside the cave.

Lin Dasheng looked at the stone door in front of him, which was completely sealed and didn't even have a doorknob.

He stretched out his monkey paw and pushed the door twice, but the stone door didn't budge.

"That old man has a strange temper; he keeps the door so tightly shut that there's no place to knock."

Lin Dasheng curled his lip, revealing an extremely mischievous and cruel smile on his hairy face.

He took two steps back and then took the Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff) off his shoulder.

The dark iron rod spun smoothly in his hand twice, and a ferocious aura belonging to the Chaos Demon Ape was frantically pouring into the iron rod through his arm.

"No door knocker? No problem! I, Old Sun, am always happy to help. I'll open the door for you myself!"