The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

Chapter 411 Kunlun Mountain Tushita Palace

Clouds roll and unroll, cranes transform into children, and immortals welcome guests.

The immortal guest and the ancestor of Luo were old acquaintances. The immortal guest was known as Xuandu. Now he has manifested in human form and has attained the merits of the righteous path.

When Luo Zu saw him, he sensed that his figure was no longer here. This could not be explained without the Great Dao. From this point on, he was no longer an ordinary being.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Xuandu, on witnessing the Dao Fruit." Ancestor Luo sincerely congratulated him.

Master Xuandu laughed heartily and returned the greeting: "It's been many years since we last met. Fellow Daoist Luo, you are even more radiant than before."

Luo Zu chuckled and said, "If I hadn't made progress, how would I dare to come here to seek enlightenment?"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Xuandu paused, his eyes clear and bright, as if he were memorizing the words.

This Taoist Xuandu has become even more interesting.

The crane attendant, seemingly accustomed to Xuandu Daoist's behavior, spoke up as if they were old friends: "Senior Brother Xuandu was afraid that you wouldn't be able to find Master Taiqing's Tushita Palace, so he came here to wait for you."

"Thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist Xuandu," Luo Zu said gratefully.

Xuandu waved his hand, telling Luo Zu not to worry: "Master has given me instructions, and I will do my best to fulfill them."

Seeing His sincerity, Luo Zu did not take it to heart. But then Xuan Du sent out another beam of light: "Fellow Daoist Luo Zu, please come with me to meet the fellow Daoists who have come from afar."

Those whom He would call fellow Daoists are naturally only those Golden Immortals.

Having many friends is always a good thing, as it's essential to thrive in any situation.

"Please lead the way, fellow Daoist." At this moment, Luo Zu also relied on Xuan Du's arrangements.

After all, he was the host here.

Xuandu drew upon his divine light and took away Luo Zu and the flying boat, then together they traveled to Kunlun Mountain, a distance of countless light-years.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived in the Kunlun Mountains.

The Kunlun Mountains are vast, and the place they have landed at this moment is on the Yuanshi Peak on the eastern foot of the Kunlun Mountains.

"This peak was named after my Uncle-Master Yuqing," Xuandu explained to Ancestor Luo.

"Good name," Luo Zu praised.

The crane attendant rolling his eyes had never seen such dry flattery before.

"The Tushita Palace is just ahead." Xuandu casually pointed ahead.

There was a flat, open area amidst the rising mountains, where a small, low-lying Taoist temple stood alone.

Although the Taoist temple is small, it makes people feel that this open plain is not enough to contain it. On the contrary, it is the temple that encompasses this land, which is why this open plain has its current appearance.

As for what kind of weather it is, it is naturally a wonderful place, blessed with natural beauty and talent, clever and innocent, where all things have existed since ancient times, and where all rivers and mountains converge.

Although it appears to be just a flat piece of land on the surface, those with profound spiritual cultivation will speak of it in utter silence and praise it endlessly.

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In just a few steps, we arrived at the Taoist temple, Tushita Palace, whose gates were wide open, welcoming the new guests.

Before entering, looking in from the outside, one can only see a state of chaos and obscurity, as if the candles in the Taoist temple have not yet been lit to emit light.

Walking in unhurriedly, I first came to a room that was neither too big nor too small.

The room was built in the style of a typical cave dwelling, with a square table on which some offerings were placed, and a painting hanging on the wall next to the table.

All that could be seen in the painting was a single, towering stone pillar. Upon closer inspection, Luo Zu recognized a familiar meaning within it.

This painting depicts Mount Buzhou.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Zu, please move to the side hall. Everyone is waiting for you." Xuan Du pointed in the direction for Luo Zu again after Luo Zu had finished looking around the room.

(End of this chapter)