Chapter 39 The Fragmented Taoist 1
Hunyuan Continent, the 28th year of Jingming, summer.
The small, shabby teahouse on the desolate dirt road, which had previously attracted few customers, was now packed with people.
In the bustling atmosphere, the tea drinkers were talking about the opening of the Wuliang Ancient Mirror.
There are countless sects and forces of all sizes in Hunyuan Continent, among which the most impressive and most respected are nothing more than the nine major sects today.
The Wuliang Ancient Mirror belongs to the Feiyu Sect, the first of the nine major sects.
Rumor has it that this was left behind by an ascended ancestor of the Feiyu Sect, and it contains countless precious magical instruments and medicinal herbs.
The ancestor kept him here just to train the disciples within the sect, and those who were not at the Jindan stage or below were not allowed to enter.
The secret realm opens once every five hundred years, and to date, it has only been opened five times.
The reason why there are so many people in this small, shabby and desolate place is because the sixth opening of the Infinite Ancient Mirror is about to come.
The qualified practitioners had already occupied the entrance early.
There were many disciples from large sects who came out to gain experience. They were easy to recognize as they all wore the same robes.
In addition to the disciples of the sect, there are also some independent cultivators who come here with a treasure-hunting mentality.
According to gossip, before the Wuliang ancestor ascended to heaven, he left his natal Pangu sword in the secret realm.
The ancient mirror was opened five times, and countless disciples from various sects entered, but no one found the Pangu Sword.
So much so that every cultivator who came here because of his reputation thought that he would be the one with destiny to find Pangu Sword.
Amid the hustle and bustle of people, Yan Xia was leaning against a big tree not far from the small, run-down teahouse, moving his arms and legs.
It’s true, after being a child for two or three months, it’s a bit difficult to get used to the sudden growth of arms and legs.
Yan Xia nudged his eldest brother standing next to him with his elbow: "Which sect do you think we should join?"
In addition to going through the secret realm, this test scenario also includes sect life, and you also have to participate in an exchange competition.
Yan Ji: “Whatever you like.”
Yan Xia curled her lips: "Then I'll find the one with the best conditions when the time comes."
Anyway, you're leaving after the test, so you can't treat yourself badly.
Speaking of this, Yan Xia sighed as he looked at the desolate surroundings with only a small, shabby teahouse.
In this world of cultivation, what is the worst thing?
The people here actually...
No need to eat!
If this happened in his previous world, once such a large-scale event with a large flow of people occurred, many small vendors would definitely come and set up shop around the area, turning it into a snack street.
Looking at it now, he couldn't even smell the slightest scent of the cycle of grains.
Yan Xia touched his stomach.
Not hungry, but greedy.
It has been more than a month since he last had a good meal.
After returning to the bureau more than a month ago, the project team began to update and renew their equipment without stopping.
During this period, his consciousness was dormant for more than a month.
In addition to making a new body that fits the current world, all the feedback he had previously provided was also updated.
After confirming that the new body was suitable for testing, it was teleported to this world two days ago.
This time they landed right in the middle of nowhere, without even a decent place to stay.
In the words of the bearded man...
It is common for cultivators to use the ground as their bed and the sky as their blanket. Cultivation is a process of hardship and exhaustion, and sleeping in the wild is commonplace. Wouldn't it be a waste to give them a whole house?
Yan Xia said that this statement made some sense...
What a ghost.
Just be stingy, and say it in such a high-sounding way.
So they were too lazy to run anymore and just stayed nearby for two nights. Of course, they didn't sleep on the ground.
Thinking of this, Yan Xia stared at the ring on his index finger.
He now owns one of the legendary storage rings.
This was a friendly sponsorship from the fellow donkey who he had approached the project team for before he came.
Since he has been spinning and jumping so many times, it is reasonable to offer some friendly sponsorship.
It has to be said that to be able to cultivate from a domestic donkey to a great Mahayana master, the main feature of Donkey Daoist Brother’s supplies is their abundance.
From life-saving instruments to food, clothing, housing and transportation.
It can be said that it has everything.
When Yan Xia saw the things in the storage ring, he wanted to go back to the previous world and circle around there a few more times.
Thinking about things in the bureau, Yan Xia stood up a little straighter from leaning against the tree trunk.
He was so busy taking in the new environment these two days that he overlooked one thing.
He seemed to vaguely remember...
Before being teleported to this world, he heard someone calling him.
Yan Xia looked at his elder brother: "Did you hear the voice that called me to wait?"
Yan Ji nodded: "Yes."
Yan Xia stood up straighter. "So it wasn't my hallucination. Who's calling me? What are you asking me to wait for?"
He thought he was hallucinating when he entered the time tunnel.
Yan Ji turned his head and glanced: "You ask me?"
The meaning is obvious...
He advanced into the tunnel, heard even smaller sounds, and looked like he knew?
Yan Xia: "I'll ask someone else."
Yan Xia contacted Brother Fo in his sea of consciousness.
The other party replied quickly, saying that he had been busy for the past two days and had not noticed anyone looking for him.
Yan Xia sighed. If he had known earlier, he would not have run so fast. Now he is so curious that he is anxious.
It will take another half an hour for the secret realm to open.
Yan Xia was bored and chatted with Brother Fo and two colleagues who had also changed worlds in his sea of consciousness.
The conversation in the sea of consciousness continued non-stop, and outside the sea of consciousness Yan Xia looked around at the people coming and going.
Most of them are in the foundation-building stage and golden elixir stage of cultivation.
The levels of cultivation in this world are divided into nine levels.
In addition to the Qi Refining and Foundation Building stages below the Golden Elixir, there are Nascent Soul, Transformation of the Spirit, Refining Void, Heti, Mahayana, and Tribulation Stages above the Golden Elixir.
When the tribulation period is completed, one can transform from a mortal into an immortal and ascend to heaven.
However, from the information he knew about this world, no one had been able to ascend for a long time.
Yan Xia felt the so-called spiritual energy flow in his body.
He is now at the early stage of the Golden Core stage, so this thing is certainly not something he cultivated.
This was when I was doing the physical training. The bureau gave me this skill as a benefit for novices.
If you want to upgrade in the future, you don’t have to practice, just spend money.
To use Brother Fo's original words, in the final analysis this is just a conversion of energy, as long as the money is paid, it is not impossible to go directly from the Qi Training Stage to the Tribulation Crossing Stage.
The premise is that there is so much money.
After all, in this world, most people may not be able to reach the tribulation period even after practicing for thousands of years, and most of them die on the way to finding the great way.
You can imagine how much money it would cost to catch up with thousands of years of time in one night.
Yan Xia didn't have much pursuit in terms of cultivation, since he couldn't die anyway.
After feeling it, Yan Xia turned his gaze to his elder brother next to him.
His eldest brother is at the peak of the Golden Core stage, but in fact he was also at the early stage of the Golden Core stage at the beginning.
But his brother is different. If his brother dies, their mission will be over.
In order to make sure this trip wasn't in vain, I spent money to upgrade two levels.
The cultivation level at the peak of the Golden Core Stage is enough in this secret realm, and it is considered to be among the top ones.
Only those with cultivation level above the Golden Core stage can enter this Infinite Ancient Mirror. The monsters and spiritual plants inside are mostly at level three or below.
Corresponding to the cultivation level of human beings, it is around the Jindan stage or below.
After all, the purpose is to train the disciples. There is no need for training if the level difference is too big.
So if nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to walk around freely in the secret realm.
When Yan Xia was relaxing and leisurely, he didn't notice that there were people around looking at them.
To outsiders, the two people under the big tree were dressed simply and did not have any signs of a big sect, so they must be independent cultivators.
But they are a little different from other casual cultivators. Both of them have outstanding looks and have achieved the Golden Core level of cultivation at the age of only 20 or 30 years old, which shows that they are very talented.
You know, many disciples of sects may still be in the Qi training stage when they are in their twenties or thirties.
Moreover, although the two men were not wearing gorgeous robes, the swords they held were obviously not ordinary ones.
After looking around, everyone came to the conclusion that...
He is probably a child supported by a big family. He is rich and qualified, so he can be befriended.
So just after Yan Xia finished condemning Qiao Shiba and the other man for sharing the Manchu Han Banquet in the group, the person who was standing in front of his left walked towards him.
The man was dressed simply, had a square face, and was holding a machete in his hand. If you didn't know him, you would think he was a woodcutter from the mountains.
But Yan Xia couldn't see through people's cultivation level, which meant that they were at the early stage of Golden Core or above.
The square-faced man walked in and clasped his fists with a smile: "You two little Taoist friends are here to gain experience, too."
Yan Xia: “…………”
Otherwise, why not come here to see the scenery?
What's the difference between this and asking someone in the toilet if they are going to the toilet? They are not here to eat.
Yan Xia also clasped his fists in return: "Just join in the fun."
The square-faced man continued to smile: "I am Jia Fugui from the Jia family in Yongcheng. Where are you two little Taoist friends from?"
Yan Xia smiled and said, "Eastern Tang Dynasty."
The corner of Yan Ji's mouth twitched and he coughed lightly: "......"
Jia Fugui was truly puzzled. There was such a place in Hunyuan Continent. Why had he never heard of it?
Yan Xia explained: "A mysterious place in the east."
Jia Fugui suddenly understood. No wonder he had never heard of it. The locals said it was mysterious.
Jia Fugui clasped his fists and said, "I'm so sorry."
Yan Xia also replied: "You're welcome."
Yan Ji: “…………”
Jia Fugui had no fellow Taoists to travel with, and Yan Xia saw that they were interested in traveling together. Since he was bored, he started chatting with them.
Anyway, once you enter the secret realm, the teleportation location is random, and whether you can meet it depends on fate.
With a quarter of an hour left before the secret realm opened, the two of them had already gone from being strangers to chatting enthusiastically.
Jia Fugui seemed to like clasping his hands very much, and his two hands never came down from his chest.
"So you two are brothers, two outstanding people from the same family. I really admire you."
When Jia Fugui said this, his eyes were sincere, and at the same time he muttered to himself, one is in the early stage of Jindan, and the other has a higher cultivation than him, so he must be in the peak stage of Jindan.
This level of cultivation is nothing in the entire Hunyuan Continent, but the bone age of these two people looks to be in their twenties and thirties respectively.
If you have a determined mind in the future, you will definitely become a great man.
You have to know that he is in his eighties and in the middle stage of the Golden Core, which is already a leader in their family.
When Jia Fugui was sighing that there are always people better than you.
Yan Xia also truly felt the truth of this world, that there is no time in cultivation.
Who would have thought that he is now on friendly terms with a man in his eighties, an age that would make him his grandfather in his previous life.
He hadn't deliberately looked at the bone ages of the people around him before, but now...
What's amazing is that he discovered that some people could not only be his grandfathers, but many of them could also be his ancestors.
Regarding what Yan Xia complained in his sea of consciousness.
Yan Ji only said, don't take him with you when recognizing your ancestors.
Yan Xia: “…………”
Who wants to admit it?
If he were to recognize his ancestors here, the coffin lid in his ancestral tomb from his previous life would not be able to hold it down.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
In addition to the people who wanted to enter the secret realm, there were also some disciples and elders sent by the Feiyu Sect at the entrance.
Their main purpose is to prevent any accidents from happening, so they need to stay at the entrance.
In addition, a Seven-Elephant Mirror is placed in the secret realm. This is a holy artifact that allows people outside the mirror to observe all movements in the secret realm.
In this kind of secret realm where many sects and independent cultivators participate, there will always be elders behind them to monitor the situation inside the secret realm.
Because the Wuliang Secret Realm belongs to the Feiyu Sect, the elders’ monitoring location this time is the Zhengyang Peak of the Feiyu Sect.
The main hall of Zhengyang Peak.
A huge screen in the center shows the entrance to the secret realm.
In addition to Feiyu Sect's Xia Shuang Peak Master, Zhengyang Peak Master, and the sect's eldest disciple He Huarong, there were also representatives sent by eight other sects on both sides of the curtain. They were basically the masters of a peak, and there was also an elder from the Loose Cultivators Alliance.
These people who rarely see each other are drinking tea and enjoying snacks in a harmonious atmosphere.
A female elder with gorgeous clothes and silver hair gently placed the teacup on the table and said with a smile: "Master Zhengyang, how could you bear to let your beloved disciple go out?"
A few years ago, Feiyu Sect accepted a very talented disciple, who was truly the last disciple of Taoist Priest Zhengyang.
It is rumored that Taoist Zhengyang treats this disciple very well. He allows him to use spiritual stones, elixirs, and famous magic tools at will, and someone takes care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation. This disciple only needs to practice hard, and he is treated like a pampered child.
As a result, the outside world only heard of the genius' name but had never seen this person in person.
At this time, the screen showed several disciples of Feiyu Sect. One of them was a junior brother named He Lekang, who was the beloved disciple of Taoist Zhengyang mentioned just now.
He stood among the Feiyu Sect's brothers and looked a little different, like a child who had not yet grown up. He had a fair baby face that made people want to pinch it, and a dimple appeared on his face when he talked and laughed.
Although he looks young, he has actually reached the early stage of Golden Core cultivation and is only eighteen years old.
At this age, at the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, he naturally deserves the title of a genius.
Taoist Zhengyang flicked off the non-existent dust on his body and said, "My little disciple has a simple mind, so he will have to go out and gain some experience."
As the elders were talking, there was a commotion behind the curtain.
The secret realm is about to be opened.
Yan Xia had a teleportation talisman on him, and as soon as he stepped into the entrance to the secret realm, he felt dizzy.
Yan Xia subconsciously thought that the transmission was just average. The bureau could transmit over distances of tens of thousands of light years steadily, except for the occasional bumps.
As soon as the thought of comparison flashed through Yan Xia's mind, he immediately felt like he was in free fall, and it seemed like he hit something before landing?
He vaguely thought he heard a muffled groan.
Yan Xia opened his eyes and saw that the 'thing' was actually his eldest brother.
Yan Ji covered his ribs.
The four looked at each other: “…………”
Yan Xia: What was it like to almost kill your elder brother right at the beginning of a mission?
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