Two months later.
Li Qinglin emerged from the miasma in a disheveled state with an ugly look on his face.
"What bad luck! How come there is a robbery area that is not marked on the map? I almost accidentally walked into it!"
Li Qinglin cursed as he stepped on the escape light and made a big circle to avoid the miasma.
For two months, he traveled northward towards the Great Wilderness Mountain.
Along the way, you will encounter many dangerous situations, monster areas, and even naturally formed illusion arrays and mazes.
Even with his current strength, he cannot say that he can do whatever he wants.
Not to mention those calamity zones that are hard to guard against.
He even met many people who came here to seek immortality, among whom there were many cultivators who had magical powers and had begun to practice Qi.
But most of them died along the way.
"This is Badong Road. According to what Yang Jian said, the Three Mountains of Qingshitan are not far from here."
Half a day later.
Li Qinglin sat cross-legged in the stone cave to recover his magic power.
At this point, Li Qinglin had completely lost his martial arts skills, leaving only the immortal realm.
While meditating, suddenly a chaotic breath flew over Li Qinglin's head, accompanied by curses and roars.
Li Qinglin looked closely and saw a big man with bare arms and a red face in the air, stepping on a green-robed cultivator and using him as a human flying sword.
There was even a rein in his hand, and he suddenly pulled it, dangling in the air! "You ring-eyed thief! I regard you as a friend, but you actually cheated Fan, you deserve to be beaten!!"
As he spoke, the red-faced man raised his fist as big as a casserole and punched the green-robed cultivator at his feet, causing stars to appear in his eyes and cracks in the corners of his eyes.
The green-robed cultivator suddenly noticed Li Qinglin on the ground and immediately shouted for help.
"Fellow Daoist, save me!"
After saying that, he fell from the air.
Li Qinglin looked at the two people in front of him in silence. The magic power in his body was released and he immediately turned into a beam of light and ran away.
"Fellow Daoist , don't run away! This man is a martial arts master who has been trained. He is born with a body of steel and iron, and is the material for a top-class strongman slave! Many seniors have spent a lot of money to buy him. Why don't you cooperate with me and split the proceeds from the sale equally!"
When the green-robed cultivator saw Li Qinglin running away without saying a word, he immediately shouted loudly.
The red-faced man was furious when he heard this.
"The life of an immortal cultivator is life, but the life of a martial artist is not life! Die for me!"
After saying that, the red-faced man punched down with both fists with a force that could split mountains and crack rocks. The green-robed cultivator's head cracked, and white and red liquid flowed all over the ground. He immediately fell into a quiet sleep.
In the distance, Li Qinglin's escape light paused and his figure stopped.
Selling martial artists?
Li Qinglin was stunned.
Again, warriors are used as pawns to evolve and seek a way to rob.
They also traffic in martial artists, turning them into strongmen and human slaves.
I was so angry that I was shaking. When will warriors like me be able to stand up? ! "Hello, brother. My name is Fan Shang, and I am from Nanyang County."
The red-faced man wiped the blood off his hands and bowed to Li Qinglin.
Li Qinglin looked puzzled. "My name is Han Fei, from Luoyang County. I wonder what Brother Fan was just saying..."
Upon hearing this, Fan Shang snorted angrily and said, "This man claims to be Taoist Chengwen and is an insider of Qingshitan Xianfang. He said he has a way to introduce us to the Xianshan, but he actually wanted to kidnap and sell us. I exposed him!"
As he said this, perhaps because he saw that Li Qinglin had not intervened just now, he was not a bad person.
Fan Shang whistled toward the forest behind and shouted a few secret codes.
After a while, ten sparsely spaced figures appeared.
They are basically all martial artists, and those with the highest level of cultivation have reached the state of perfect harmony of the five internal organs.
They were all ragged and looked weathered.
At this moment, when everyone saw Li Qinglin dressed as a Taoist priest, their eyes trembled and their expressions were in awe.
Li Qinglin's eyes swept across the crowd and suddenly paused for a moment on a fair and handsome figure.
"Old White?"
Li Qinglin was a little surprised.
This person was Li Qinglin's former colleague in the Ministry of Justice. However, it was said that during Li Qinglin's imprisonment, he took the initiative to apply for transfer to Fengxian County and went to other counties.
Unexpectedly, I was abducted and sold by the green-robed cultivator?
Lao Bai naturally didn't recognize Li Qinglin. At this moment, he was in tears and wanted to bang his head on the ground.
He has never liked trouble and just wants to take it easy until retirement.
After discovering that Li Qinglin seemed to be a troublesome person, he decided to move to another place to continue fishing.
Unexpectedly, while disguising himself and heading to Nanyang County in a low-key manner, he was abducted by a Taoist priest in a green robe.
Forget about slacking off, he almost became a catfish on the chopping board! "Then Brother Han, let's say goodbye! I will send these friends back to the city first, and then return to Badong Road to seek immortality."
Fan Shang didn't want to stay any longer, so he clasped his fists and turned to leave.
Looking at the direction where Fan Shang and the others left, Li Qinglin's eyes flickered, and he suddenly said, "Brother Fan, don't go that way. There is a poisonous miasma in the locust tree forest over there. It's best to take a detour."
Upon hearing this, Fan Shang's face was shocked and he said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Han, for your guidance. See you later!"
"See you later."
…
Three days later.
In an ordinary valley shrouded in fog, Li Qinglin circulated his magical power and concentrated it on his eyes.
Then the valley began to distort and the thick fog dissipated, revealing the scene behind the valley.
The mountains are continuous, and there are peaks everywhere, piercing the sky, straight as arrows.
There are countless thousand-foot waterfalls pouring down from the green mountains shrouded in fairy mist, like countless jade dragons.
The sky is blue, boundless and clear like a fairyland.
Below it, there are vast stretches of rice fields, golden in color. When the wind blows, the pearl-like rice on the ears is about to pop out.
There is also the Jiangze Pond, which is like a jade belt and amber, with all kinds of colorful precious fish swimming in the water.
Further away, there were volcanoes emitting burning smoke, and the dark fire from the earth shot up into the sky, illuminating half the sky red.
Li Qinglin looked at this scene and was in a daze for a long time. His mind was completely overwhelmed by the immortal cave.
A shock from the bottom of my heart arises spontaneously.
But even greater doubts arose in Li Qinglin's heart.
When Mother Earth walks, the appearance and disappearance of the calamity zone is often unpredictable.
In the wilderness, invasions by robbers often occur.
Why do these immortal caves and cities like Wangfeng County seem to be unaffected by the calamity zone?
There is no disaster zone within its radiation range.
Is there some kind of great magical power that can stabilize the territory of the earth veins and prevent the disaster area from appearing...
Li Qinglin thought silently.
"Stop if you come here. There is a killing array ahead. If you want to become an immortal, you can wait for the unified assessment in two months."
A voice came.
Then I saw nearly a hundred figures sitting or standing in the valley, most of them were young.
And at the very front, there was a man in a green shirt with a fair face, graceful and elegant, emitting a strong fluctuation of magical power.
"A mountain-guarding puppet? A fifth-level Qi training cultivator." Li Qinglin understood the identity of the man in front of him.
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That’s right, this person is not a real person, but a simulated puppet, which is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. He is remotely controlled by the immortal cultivator to avoid the danger of disaster.
In today's world of cultivating immortals, puppetry is very popular, and even new ideas are brought forth, developing to a very mature level.
A killing puppet engraved with offensive spells, even equipped with turrets, talisman loading slots, and flying sword silos.
There are defensive puppets, auxiliary puppets, and even dolls, including the ever-changing imperial concubine, the black-veiled magic lady, the palace-dressed saint concubine, the Taoist nun, the pure and innocent little apprentice sister...
There are all kinds of styles, some even have ice and fire dual-path formations engraved between the legs, and the same size as the first-class magic spells and magical powers engraved between the mountains...
Yang Jian also warned Li Qinglin with a stern look that he must be careful of puppet forces such as Huichuntang and Namco in the future. The puppets they sell often have hidden hands and are castrated versions.
If you want to unlock all the functions, you have to spend extra spirit stones to activate it. You can only subscribe on a monthly basis and cannot own it permanently.
It seems that Yang Jian had been fooled before.
now,
Seeing Li Qinglin in a black crane cloak, the immortal seekers present had different expressions.
"Here comes another one. At this rate, in two months, there will be at least 300 people taking the test! But in the end, only the top ten will be selected. The competition is too fierce."
"This person is dressed strangely, and I don't know where he came from. He is really playing tricks!"
"I heard that the test for becoming an immortal consists of three levels: character, aptitude, and understanding. This is enough to eliminate 99% of the people. One more is not much, and one less is not much. What are you worried about?"
There was talk.
Li Qinglin's expression remained unchanged. He took a few steps forward and walked in front of the man in green shirt who was guarding the valley.
Taking out the identity token, Li Qinglin cupped his hands and said,
"Senior, I am Han Fei, a disciple of Taoist Yang Jian from the Eight Scenery Pass of Qingxu Ridge. My master accidentally died while training in the Nituo River."
After saying this, Li Qinglin activated his magic power, revealing a vibrant and endless aura.
The man in green looked at the identity token in Li Qinglin's hand, and seemed to be accustomed to it. He sighed slightly.
"Wulian Immortal Venerable, another fellow Taoist has died a martyr. Please wait a moment, I will have someone verify it."
A palm-sized paper crane flew out from his sleeve.
The paper cranes fluttered their wings lightly and flew around Li Qinglin, memorizing the fluctuations of his magic power.
Then he carried the identity token and disappeared into the valley.
Li Qinglin nodded and stood aside.
Seeing this, the immortal seekers present widened their eyes and couldn't help but look Li Qinglin up and down.
Many people even sighed and lamented, "Another second-generation immortal has come. We are just ordinary people with no support and no strength. How can we compete with them!"
"Damn it, there are ten places, isn't this going to be one less out of thin air?"
The man in green shirt heard the complaints and said calmly, "People like Han Fei who already have a teacher and come here with an identity token will not take up a place."
As soon as these words were spoken, many people breathed a sigh of relief.
Even Li Qinglin looked more pleasing to the eye.
What's more, some of them took the initiative to greet Li Qinglin and start a conversation with him.
Li Qinglin had a cold expression, giving off a chilly aura that kept strangers away. Many people left in dismay after being humiliated.
An hour later.
The man in green shirt who was sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, looked at Li Qinglin and said,
"Your identity has been verified. We will send a message to an old friend of your master, Zhuang Yanjing.
But he is in seclusion these days, so he can't come to take you there in person. You can wait for two months, and we can go into the mountains together after the assessment is over."
"yes."
Li Qinglin bowed in reply, found a secluded valley in the field, and sat cross-legged.
Time passes.
The mountain entry assessment begins.
First, the spiritual roots are tested, then the character is tested on the White Jade Platform, and finally the comprehension is tested on the Changing Stone Forest.
Some cried and some rejoiced.
Some people were unwilling to give in and knelt down before the man in Qingshan to beg for mercy, but he ruthlessly threw them off the mountain.
Li Qinglin, who was admitted without taking the entrance exam, just watched from the sidelines, sitting cross-legged on one side and witnessing this scene.
Finally, the mountain entry assessment ended.
Including Li Qinglin, a total of thirteen people have the qualifications to enter the mountains to practice.
The other two who did not need to be tested were a man and a woman.
Ji Yu, a man with middle-grade spiritual roots, was said to be the posthumous son of a certain foundation-building master in the mortal world. As soon as he arrived, he was taken seriously by the man in green.
He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, dressed in fine clothes, and was very handsome. The magical power he exuded had reached the second level of Qi training, making him the most advanced person among the examinees present.
Shang Xuan, a man with low-grade spiritual roots, was recommended by a Qigong master from Qingxu Ridge who was playing around in the mortal world.
It is worth mentioning that Fan Shang, the man who turned from martial arts to cultivation of immortality whom Li Qinglin had met before, also passed the trial of seeking immortality.
He has low-grade spiritual roots, but his character is extraordinary, achieving an excellent evaluation.
"Let's go."
When the man in green saw everyone gathered, he turned his magic power into a palm and grabbed.
A flying shuttle grew longer in the wind, as big as a small boat, and carried everyone through the formation, flew into the sky, and headed towards the Qingshitan Immortal Pavilion.
Li Qinglin turned around and saw that the figures of those immortal seekers who failed the assessment in the valley were getting smaller and smaller until they were as invisible as ants.
"There is a difference between immortals and mortals across a valley. If I were myself three years ago, I would just be one of those people."
Li Qinglin's thoughts were wandering, and then he turned around and looked at the Qingshitan Fairy House with sharp eyes.
Immortal cultivation world, here I come! (End of this chapter)