Lu Qing'an ignored what was happening behind him. After leaving Wutian Lake, he flew towards the inner gate. At this moment, the storage ring Du Feng had just given him appeared in his hand. He examined it briefly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
"What a coincidence."
His fingertips flashed, and a token appeared in his hand. It was the Shouchi token.
Including the one Bai Lu had given him before, he now held two Shouchi Orders.
"Du Feng is so generous. It seems that he really wants to accept a good disciple." Lu Qing'an chuckled. He originally planned to find time to visit Shouchi. Now that he has an extra token, he might as well take this opportunity to go there in advance.
Two tokens, just enough for two trips. One as an inner disciple, Du Feng's personal disciple, and the other wearing a mask, hiding his identity.
"I'll be cultivating in the cave anyway, so let's go."
Thinking of this, Lu Qing'an no longer hesitated. He sent a message to Zhen Yongfu to tell him that he was going to Shouchi. Then he changed direction, flew on the wind, and headed straight for Shouchi.
He had already learned the location of Shouchi from Xu Qingying. It was located on the east side of Xianjian Sect and was heavily guarded, so it was clearly visible.
"I also gave him five million immortal stones and a seventh-grade immortal sword."
Lu Qing'an had no use for the sword, but since it was a gift from Du Feng, he couldn't just throw it away. If Du Feng asked about it later, he couldn't just say the sword was lost.
He put away his storage ring, quickened his pace, and soon arrived at a strange place.
An active volcano appeared in his sight.
The active volcano with raging flames stands tall, and thick smoke and dust swirl in the air like a giant dragon soaring into the sky.
The fiery red magma gushed out from the cracks in the mountain, as if the blood of the earth was surging, and the hot breath swept around.
A mysterious formation shrouds the mountain, and the runes of the formation flicker like stars, interweaving into a complex barrier.
Outside the formation, dozens of powerful warriors stood, their cultivation varying, yet each emanated a mountain-like pressure. Some held precious weapons, while others closed their eyes, regulating their breathing, their auras as powerful as the abyss.
One of the white-haired elders in particular had an aura as blazing as the sun, his gaze like a torch, fixed intently on the front of the formation. Lightning flickered faintly around him, emanating a majesty and coldness that made anyone afraid to stare directly at him.
Although the monks around him were all powerful, they seemed as small as fireflies next to him.
"The ninth-grade Immortal Formation protects the Longevity Pond, and with this old man, he is clearly a powerful figure in the Universe Realm."
Lu Qing'an watched from afar and could already sense the old man's powerful pressure.
"It seems that this Longevity Pond is indeed extremely important to the Immortal Sword Sect."
Lu Qing'an made some mental preparations and then flew forward into the air.
In fact, when he approached the Longevity Pond, the white-haired old man had already sensed his presence and his eyes were fixed on him. The other powerful Saint Realm masters around him also cast their gazes towards him.
Lu Qing'an flew to the front of the formation in a short while, put his feet on the ground, looked around, and saw a huge stone tablet standing at the entrance of the formation. The words "Shou Chi" were inscribed on it. The font was thick and simple, with a faint Taoist rhythm flowing through it. It was obviously engraved by a master.
"Seniors, I have been ordered to come to Shouchi to practice. This is the token." Lu Qing'an presented the Shouchi token with both hands and handed it to the white-haired old man in the lead with a smile.
The old man examined it for a moment, then took the token and asked calmly, "Just a routine question. Where did this token come from? Was it a sect reward, or was it purchased from outside?"
Lu Qingan didn't hesitate and replied, "Senior, this was given to me by my master, Du Feng."
"Oh? That kid Du Feng is your master?" The old man was a little surprised and looked at Lu Qing'an again.
At this moment, a middle-aged cultivator at the Holy Spirit Realm beside him suddenly smiled and said, "You are the Wu Ciren, right?"
"That's right, kid."
"It's just as my son said. Du Feng really accepted you as his disciple. I heard that you easily defeated that girl Du Weiwei." The middle-aged monk said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man couldn't help but look at Lu Qing'an again, with a hint of interest in his eyes.
After Lu Qing'an exchanged a few pleasantries with the seniors, he was allowed to enter the formation. However, before entering the formation, the white-haired old man pointed at the stone tablet and said, "Touch the stone tablet, and the rules of the Shouchi trip will automatically be transmitted into your sea of consciousness."
Lu Qing'an placed his palm on the stone tablet as instructed. In an instant, a stream of information flooded into his mind, recording in detail the rules of Shouchi cultivation.
It turns out that this longevity pool is a mysterious undercurrent beneath an active volcano. The unique vitality generated by the volcano is integrated into the undercurrent, giving the spring water miraculous effects, greatly accelerating the progress of cultivation and even prolonging life.
However, Shouchi cultivation has strict rules:
First, the time for cultivation is limited to one day, and how much vitality one can absorb depends entirely on one's luck.
Second, you cannot try to steal the spring water. When you go out into the formation, the formation will monitor you. If you are found stealing the spring water, you will bear the consequences yourself.
Third, nothing inside can be damaged...
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Lu Qing'an kept the rules in mind and then walked towards the entrance of the active volcano.
After entering the formation, he found that there were also several powerful Xianjian Sect guarding the formation. Under their guidance, Lu Qingan continued to move forward until he came to a location five thousand miles deep in the volcano, where a huge cave appeared before him.
The air in the cave was incredibly hot. If there were no cultivators present, they would be reduced to ash in an instant. Lu Qingan's immortal energy flowed around him, protecting his clothes from being burned.
Led by a guard, he eventually arrived at a small, undercurrent, roughly thirty feet long and ten feet wide. It flowed from a cave entrance, meandering along the ground before disappearing into another cave entrance. Stone chambers were built in the middle, providing privacy for monks to meditate.
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