This was not the first time that Lin Chong came to Wanfa Mountain.

The first time was when Lin Haoheng came and he received Lin Haoheng's memories. The second time was when he personally went up the mountain to kill the person, but it was in virtual reality and at night, so it was not clear.

This time, the white crane arrived carrying the Dharma body at an early morning. From afar, one could see a ray of light rising from the mountains. The peaks competed in beauty, each one magnificent and majestic. Among the mountains, there was a steep peak that pierced the clouds. It was truly a beautiful and precious place.

Although Kunlun is high, the scenery is so clean that it is a bit disgusting. This place is more down-to-earth.

While commenting in his mind, Bai He was already approaching the Wanfa Mountains. A transparent sky shield could be vaguely seen in the air. It was slightly blue in color and boundless on both sides, like a huge bowl, covering the Wanfa Mountains. This was the Wanfa Mountain Sealing Array.

Lin Chong took out the Questioning Heaven Chapter, and ripples suddenly appeared on the transparent sky curtain, and a hole appeared, allowing the white crane to fly through.

Holding the Questioning Heaven Chapter in his hand, he shuttled through the large array of Wanfa Hundred Peaks. When the large array encountered the Questioning Heaven Chapter, it all dispersed. The Wanfa disciples who had gotten up early to practice martial arts were on the peaks, in the clouds, and under the houses and pavilions, looking curiously at the huge, fairy-like white crane flying by.

There were few people on the Ninety-Nine Peaks.

Before the separation of heaven and earth, the Wanfa Xianzong had twenty True Immortals, dozens of Divine Realms, hundreds of Nascent Souls, thousands of Golden Elixirs, and thousands of ordinary disciples distributed across hundreds of peaks. Even each lineage had more than a hundred people.

Later, the Heavenly Court issued an edict, summoning all the immortals to the upper world. The Wanfa Immortal Sect concentrated its forces to attack a group of Yuanshen and Yangshen, helping them to obtain the status of scattered immortals, making up the number of thirty-six Tiangang, and ascended to heaven together. It is still a beautiful story today, but later the heaven and earth were severed, which was equivalent to cutting off more than half of the Wanfa Immortal Sect's strength.

After the losses, there were only two Yuan Shen, nine Yang Shen, more than thirty Yin Shen, and the same number of Yuan Ying, Jin Dan and entry-level disciples left in the divine realm. The top combat power was almost wiped out.

Then, there was a battle three years ago, and another battle ten days ago. Now in the Wanfa Immortal Sect, one soul was possessed, one soul was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and was in seclusion. Only three of the nine yang souls were left, and nine of the more than thirty yin souls were left. Seven or eight out of the other disciples were killed by Lin Chong and Lin Haoheng.

Now, there are less than 20 people on each of the Hundred Peaks. Compared with the previous grand occasion, it is almost as if the sect has been destroyed.

It is no wonder that Xu Junhu immediately issued the order to close the mountain. If he did not close the mountain, the miserable situation of the Wanfa Xianzong would be seen by others, and they might be removed from the list of the four major orthodox sects in the world. For Xu Junhu, that would not be fun.

Lin Chong was flying over the sparsely populated Wanfa Mountains on a crane, feeling quite a lot. Suddenly, his eyes focused on the top of a mountain, under a thousand-year-old pine tree, and he saw a woman in white meditating with a long sword across her knees.

Perhaps touched, the female cultivator looked up and made eye contact with Lin Chong. Lin Chong saw a pair of clear, simple, persistent and curious eyes, a bit like a newborn baby. Moreover, Lin Chong recognized this female cultivator because she was the one to whom he had bestowed the last sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin that day.

Although they were sitting there, when looking at each other, Lin Chong had the illusion that she was no longer there. Was this a breakthrough in his realm?

But this is not the point. The point is that Lin Chong inexplicably thought that this female cultivator was the woman in white that Lin Haoheng had said that day, "I like" her, "her swordsmanship is particularly powerful" and "she is also righteous". Lin Chong could not help but laugh. Even if he was Lin Haoheng, if he met someone he liked, he would not really cut her in two or three strokes with two swords.

This middle school student is just like a little kid, he just talks tough.

Just like a child who pulls a girl's braids and puts bugs in her pencil case when he sees her he likes, if someone asks him if he likes her, he will be insulted to the extreme and will push her into a puddle to show that he is as ruthless as the Tao and treats everything as straw dogs.

But if the little girl was wronged, he would be the first one to rush forward and be at a loss as to what to do to protect her.

Lin Chong smiled at the female cultivator. The female cultivator looked at the white-bearded old man on the crane and felt a little puzzled that he was smiling at her like that, but she also pursed her lips, showing a kind of innocence that was not familiar with the world.

"Senior Sister, why are you still here? Why don’t you go and keep vigil for Master?" A girl ran out and yelled at the female cultivator under the pine tree.

"Master has not yet reached the state of Yuanshen. When a person dies, the light goes out. How can there be a 'spirit' to guard?"

"Senior Sister, you are confused again..."

A few hurried words passed by Lin Chong's ears. The crane under Lin Chong's seat had already floated away and reached Wanfa Tianji Peak. In front of the main hall, Xu Junhu, who had transformed into Qingyunzi, was greeting him with a bow. There was no one else nearby, but there might be something spying.

As the white crane gracefully landed, Qing Yunzi bowed to Lin Chong and said, "My friend, how are you?"

"I hope you are doing well, fellow Taoist." Lin Chong also smiled.

In the previous three years, it only took Xu Junhu eighteen months to come back to life. For the other eighteen months, he could only hide in the cellar in front of the wall of the alien world. In that cramped place, he could only find shelter temporarily. Lin Chong promised him that he would not be afraid of the grievances today, but that one day, he would transform into a dragon and soar into the sky.

Now both have done it.

When they met again, they couldn't help but laugh at each other. Then Qing Yunzi welcomed Lin Chong into the Wanfa Tianji Hall, and they walked through the hall, passed several checkpoints, and came to the door of the treasure house hidden deep in the mountain.

The door to the treasury is more than ten meters high and seven or eight meters wide, as if it was built for the gods. The two doors are bronze in color, simple and ancient, yet have a wild aura from ancient times. It makes people feel thrilling at first sight, as if they have arrived at the ancient times when gods lived together with humans on the mortal world.

"Please." Qing Yunzi stroked his sleeves, and two huge hands of his soul had already condensed into shape. His blood nerves were good at simulating the world's heart techniques, and he also used his Qi Sheng Gang quite well. The two doors were slowly pushed open, revealing a huge space inside.

Lin Chong walked in slowly, and Qing Yunzi followed suit.

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The two huge hands of the soul closed the door again.

boom!

The double doors are closed.

The inspiration of heaven and earth, along with some prying eyes, were all blocked out.

"I'm dying of suffocation~"

The serious Qing Yunzi suddenly turned into the unruly Xu Junhu. He rolled up his sleeves and crossed his hands, complaining to Lin Chong, "My life is so boring. He just sits in meditation, practices martial arts and attends meetings all day long. He never goes down the mountain to look for girls. This life is unbearable!"

"You have to follow the path you have chosen." Lin Chong answered leisurely, and then walked in the treasure house of the Wanfa Xianzong. He saw that its area was vast and boundless, imitating the design of the round earth and square sky.

There were luminous pearls in the sky that formed the shape of twenty-four stars. Now that Lin Chong had been educated, he was very sensitive to the number twenty-four. After taking a look at it, he thought, considering himself very cultured, that it must be the shape of the stars of the twenty-four immortal sects.

The light of the pearl in the sky was so bright that it illuminated the hundreds of stone platforms in the treasury, covering an area of ​​more than ten thousand square meters. There was not a single supporting pillar, and no one knew how they were built. This mythological world probably did not follow any architectural principles, right?

"This treasure house was created thousands of years ago when the Wanfa Xianzong was founded by Taishang Laojun who came down to earth and cast a spell. It is said that the real founder of the Wanfa Xianzong is Taishang Laojun." Xu Junhu, a part-time tour guide, told Lin Chongyan.

What is this? Lin Chong saw an object and couldn't help but become interested.

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