The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

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Xie Xuan nodded, indicating his understanding; this was not a difficult thing to comprehend.

"I have read some books before, and there is also the saying that martial arts can break through the void. It is said that if you enter the realm of divine travel and cultivate to the peak, you can break through the void and reach another world."

Those who cultivate themselves refer to this as ascension to immortality, which is roughly the same term.

However, there has never been a single word about how to break through the void. It is likely that the major sects and aristocratic families would not spread such things.

The term "real person" is quite apt.

I have heard that when the world was first created, there were four pillars supporting the four directions and connecting heaven and earth. Kunlun is one of these pillars.

This is quite similar to what the real person said about the Heavenly Gate.

It turns out that there is also a Heavenly Gate on Kunlun Mountain.

Therefore, the true master suspects that the Heavenly Gate to the east is located atop Penglai Immortal Mountain?

This answer is not hard to deduce, after all, the immortals of Penglai Immortal Mountain are there to guard the border.

"That's right. Actually, the reason for the Heavenly Gate theory is that my junior brother sent me a message a couple of days ago, claiming that there is indeed a hidden portal in the void in Zizai City in the Southern Territory. The portal there is tightly closed and has not been opened."

The Heavenly Gate in the Western Region should have been hidden in the Bliss Pavilion, but a divine lightning bolt blasted it into ruins that day.

I didn't care whether the Heavenly Gate existed or not.

However, I set up a Heavenly River to the west of the Outer Heavens, blocking the connection between the Western Regions and the Outer Heavens. Crossing the river won't be so easy.

“The Master’s action is of the highest virtue.”

"Brother Xie flatters me, but have you never thought of ascending to become an immortal?"

Xie Xuan laughed heartily: "Everyone says immortals are good, but I say the human world is full of fragrant grass. Immortals sit freely in the high heavens, and I will enjoy a hundred years of carefree life."

Regardless of whether immortals possess a thousand benefits, to me they are all the same.

I was born and raised here, and was originally just a humble scholar. But one day I attained enlightenment and became a sword immortal, and my lifespan has already increased greatly.

For me, the only benefit of an increased lifespan is that I can read more books, travel more miles, see the world's mountains and rivers, and verify what I have learned.

Therefore, whether or not I become an immortal is something I'll just let nature take its course. If I do, great; if not, it's no big deal.

Now, listening to what the real person said, it seems that there is nothing good in heaven either. There are also many sects and entangled forces. How is it any different from this human world?

It's just a different name and a different place. It's boring, really incredibly boring.

It's better to live in this world, where there are many close friends, relatives, and old acquaintances, and even wonderful people like this real person.

Zhou Zhenhuan exclaimed, "Brother Xie, you've truly grasped the essence of life. Well said! There are countless wonders in the world."

So we always have to do something to make this world a little more interesting.

Xie Xuan nodded: "That is indeed the case. If there is anything I, a mere scholar, can do for you, please do not stand on ceremony."

"Don't worry, Brother Xie, I'm not one to stand on ceremony."

"Thank you for looking after these little ones, Brother Xie. I'll be right back."

"Oh? What brings you here, Master?"

"Let's go and see the immortals who have descended from heaven."

Xie Xuan was slightly startled. Had an immortal descended from the heavens?

Before he could even ask a question, Zhou Zhenhuan had already vanished without a trace, turning into a gentle breeze.

In the northeast direction of the fishing village, there is a shrine that is not very large.

Outside the ancestral hall is a wooden structure resembling a memorial archway, which the Dongsang people like to call a torii gate.

The ancestral hall did not enshrine any gods, Buddhas, or ancestors, but rather a stone, about the size of a human head, made of clear, lustrous white jade.

The white jade appears hollow inside, filled with a misty haze that constantly changes shape, creating a scene reminiscent of a celestial realm.

This white jade is a token that can communicate with the heavens.

Suddenly, the white jade shone brightly, and in that celestial scene, there was a human figure, initially as small as an ant, but after a moment it grew taller and taller.

As if it came from a very far place, it grew larger and larger until finally the mist burst forth, and in the blink of an eye, there was another person in the ancestral hall.

As soon as the assistant appeared, the stars shone brightly, and everyone present felt an unparalleled power sweeping over that person.

Unable to resist, and dare not fight back.

"We respectfully welcome the immortal descending to earth!"

Chapter 162 Everyone Takes Action

No one expected that the March General Hall in the Twelve Towers of Baiyujing would be set up here.

The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor.

The Jade Palace has twelve buildings, each named after a month, and the owner of each building is designated by the first day of the month.

For example, the owner of this March Pavilion was codenamed March 1st.

Now, on the first day of the third lunar month, he led his subordinates in a full prostration ceremony, as if even glancing up at the immortals would be a desecration.

They waited for a long time, but still didn't receive a reply from the immortal.

Among them was a half-step Divine Travel expert named Zhu Yueqi.

He couldn't wait any longer and secretly looked up, wanting to take a peek. Just then, a gentle laugh reached everyone's ears.

"Oh, everyone is being so polite, it makes me a little embarrassed."

Zhu Yueqi quickly pressed her head to the ground.

He then heard the host speak with a mixture of trepidation and fervor, along with a touch of fervor and excitement, on the first day of the third lunar month.

"A celestial being has descended to earth, and my humble abode, Sanyue Tower, is filled with glory. We, the entire Sanyue Tower, respectfully wish the celestial being boundless blessings and eternal fame."

On the first day of the third lunar month, I felt that I had finally made something of myself.

When he joined Baiyujing, he heard that Baiyujing and Baiyujing in heaven were of the same origin and lineage, descendants of immortals.

One day, the immortals will think of them and take them all to heaven to live the life of gods.

I never imagined that my dream would finally come true today.

The immortals chose to descend to the mortal realm at their March Pavilion, which was a great honor.

The ancestral graves are emitting auspicious smoke.

He was born on the first day of the third lunar month, destined to be remembered in history and admired by all.

"Not bad, not bad. Why is this gentleman not saying anything?"

I was traveling around when I suddenly saw a shooting star fall from the sky. I even made a wish for you, brother. Why did you ignore it?

Do you look down on this humble Taoist priest?

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yueqi felt a sense of foreboding.

He finally raised his head, slightly taken aback, because there wasn't just one person in front of the Immortal-Guiding Stone, but two people.

One of them was dressed in a blue Taoist robe, and his black hair was casually tied into a high bun with a peach blossom.

Zhu Yueqi's heart skipped a beat, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Isn't this the carefree immortal who crossed the sea with a single bamboo pole before?

Why is he here?

Now, Xiaoyao Xian has one hand on another person's shoulder, showing that they are very familiar with each other.

The other person was dressed in white, with fair, almost transparent skin, and wore a black brocade robe embroidered with a striped tiger.

He had a precious sword hanging at his waist, which was inlaid with jewels, making him look extremely wealthy.

He was holding a whisk in his hand, truly exuding an air of otherworldly elegance and presenting himself in excellent form.

His black beard was three and a half inches long, and there was a golden star-like pattern between his eyebrows, which added to his mysterious air.

It seems this is the immortal who descended from Baiyujing.

However, at this moment, the immortal stroked his beard with one hand and gripped his whisk tightly with the other, but he seemed to be frozen in place, not daring to move, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

It was clear that his face still carried an air of superiority and pride, looking down upon all living beings.

But at this moment, all expressions froze on their faces.

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground below, Zhang Qun felt a surge of turmoil in his heart.

He was originally an ordinary handyman disciple in Baiyujing, and he finally got this job, which allowed him to go down to the mortal realm.

This was a coveted job for these menial disciples.

According to their records, this lower realm was not barren, but rather rich in resources and populated by a large population.

These tiny ants have dared to occupy such a precious land. Baiyujing and the four great immortal palaces have been trying to bring this world under their jurisdiction.

Imagine your neighbor is clearly less capable than you, not as tall or handsome, and doesn't own as much a house or car, but he changes girlfriends every day, and each girlfriend is stunningly beautiful. Wouldn't you be furious?

How can a bunch of weak and easily demonic ants occupy such a vast and beautiful land?

To these people from beyond the borders, conquering this land was not a difficult task.

But they were wrong.

They once launched an invasion, but were ultimately defeated by internal strife and severely weakened.

The group of people who came down from back then didn't want to go back, so they stayed here, established Baiyujing, and reproduced with these lowly ants.

They even helped them fight against the Celestials.

This is actually quite easy to understand. The faction that opposes the Celestials believes that if this place is once again ruled by the Four Celestial Palaces of Baiyujing, it will soon become another extraterrestrial realm.

Because those people cultivate by draining the pond to catch all the fish.

Of course, the Baiyujing on the ground eventually split into two major factions and disappeared from the martial arts world.

However, the faction advocating invasion has never given up on contacting the Jade Palace in the heavens. Today, with the completion of the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Gate passage has finally become more stable.

So he came down.

Zhang Qun originally thought that he would be greeted with endless beauties, fine wines and delicacies. After all, he was just a servant and didn't want to cultivate any kind of severing of emotions and love, or eating jade and swallowing gold.

But to his utter surprise, he was greeted by a strange Taoist priest.

The power within this Taoist priest was as imposing as a deep abyss and a towering mountain.

It is even a notch above the three seats of the Sun, Moon and Stars in the Jade Palace in the heavens.

How is this possible?

Since the Heavenly Dao of this world was damaged, and the Western Spirit Mountain Buddhist Palace introduced the Heavenly Demon into this world, no experts should have been born here.

So, what's the story behind this Taoist priest who appeared out of nowhere?

Could it be that one of the Heavenly Venerables from the Four Celestial Palaces followed us down through the passage opened up by the Jade Palace?

Zhang Qun swallowed hard: "May I ask, sir, which celestial palace do you come from?"

March 1st and the others finally realized something was wrong and looked up.

"You are... the carefree immortal of Qingcheng?"

The first day of the third lunar month should be treated with utmost urgency!

"Immortal, this is my number one enemy in Baiyujing, the stinking Taoist priest from Qingcheng Mountain. Immortal, kill him quickly!"

The disciples of Baiyujing stood up, drew their weapons, and surrounded Zhou Huanzhen.

Looking at March 1st, Zhang Qun felt an urge to bite him to death.

Is this someone I can kill?

Although I am a dignified master of divine travel, this stinky Taoist priest sealed my power with a flick of his wrist. You think you can kill one and see?

"Shut up! This immortal and this carefree immortal are like brothers, like close friends and family. How dare you provoke me? Are you tired of living?"

"Get out of here, all of you!"

On the first day of March, everyone was stunned, including the others.

Zhu Yueqi, however, revealed a hint of sudden realization.