The towering peak of Laoshan Mountain rises into the clouds, with an altitude of over 1,000 meters. Standing atop the peak, overlooking the Yellow Sea, one's view opens up and the magnificent seascape unfolds before one's eyes.
The mountaintop was shrouded in mist and clouds, as if one had stumbled into a fairyland.
The Dharma assembly was held on a wide-open space atop a giant peak, with colorful flags fluttering in the wind all around. The colorful banners were covered with Taoist runes, which danced in the wind and faintly emitted a faint spiritual energy.
Tong Miao of the Wudang Sect appeared here with the Long siblings. At that time, the clouds in the sky were churning, and the sunlight struggled to penetrate the clouds, casting a few thin rays of light.
Tong Miao looked up and saw Liu Feng and Yu Jingya. He quickly walked a few steps forward and bowed respectfully, saying, "Junior Uncle, Junior Mistress, it's been a long time since we last met. Is there anything I can do for you?"
He knew that Liu Feng's cultivation was unfathomable. Although he was highly respected in Wudang Mountain, he dared not overstep his bounds in front of his junior uncle.
Liu Feng nodded slightly, indicating that there was nothing else and that he didn't need to worry about it.
Afterwards, he took Yu Jingya for a leisurely stroll around the Dharma assembly site, but his eyes kept scanning the surroundings, secretly keeping an eye out for the possible whereabouts of Senior Sister Jiu'er.
In the venue, various cultivation forces made their appearances one after another.
A handful of sects, including Maoshan Sect, Kunlun Remnant, Longhu Mountain, Qingcheng, and Emei Sect, as well as members of the Celestial Observation Bureau and the Daoist Records Office, also arrived one after another.
Although these sects have lost their former glory, their foundation remains intact, and each brought its elite members to the conference.
The Xuan Yuan Dharma Assembly lasts for three days.
On the morning of the first day, everyone gathered at Taiqing Palace to discuss Taoist practices.
Taiqing Palace stands majestically atop the main peak of Laoshan Mountain, built against the mountainside. Its architecture is simple, elegant, solemn, and dignified. The glazed tiles shimmer with a faint, cool light in the morning glow, exuding an ancient charm.
Inside the main hall, wisps of incense smoke rose, and precious century-old ambergris burned in a bronze cauldron, its rich aroma filling the air and bringing a sense of tranquility.
On the high platform, the cultivators engaged in lively discussions, sharing their insights and experiences on the path of cultivation, ranging from methods for absorbing spiritual energy to unique experiences in breaking through realms.
Liu Feng was already a master of the Golden Core stage. Most of what the people on the stage were saying were basic principles that he already knew by heart, but he still listened quietly with Yu Jingya and comprehended them together.
Yu Jingya listened intently, nodding slightly from time to time as if she had suddenly understood something. Liu Feng glanced at her focused expression, a gentle smile unconsciously appearing on his lips.
Occasionally, he would lower his voice and whisper his unique insights in her ear, which Yu Jingya listened to with increasing fascination.
In the afternoon, on the plaza atop the giant peak, numerous stalls were set up at random, displaying various rare spiritual materials, magical artifacts, elixirs, and so on. Cultivators moved among them, either searching for treasures or exchanging items.
Liu Feng strolled leisurely, his gaze sweeping across the area, and he spotted an inconspicuous little stall.
In front of the stall, an old man sat cross-legged, dressed in a gray robe, his face gaunt, yet his eyes gleamed with a sharp light. Behind him was a small blue flag with the three large characters "Qingcheng Sect" written on it, clearly indicating that he was a cultivator of the Qingcheng lineage.
This old man was named Qin Guan. He was a Qi Induction stage cultivator from the Qingcheng Sect. He was quite old, but due to his limited aptitude, he had been unable to break through to the Qi Gathering stage. Helpless, he spent his years traveling around the world, selling spiritual materials and magical artifacts in exchange for the resources he needed for cultivation.
On the stall were several seemingly ordinary herbs, with nothing special about them on the surface. However, Liu Feng had sharp eyes and immediately noticed that some of the herbs were faintly emitting a spiritual light. Their leaves were slender and jade green, and they were actually spirit leaves.
This is an indispensable ingredient for refining the Spirit Gathering Pill. Thinking of the five amethyst ginsengs he had dug up on Overstan Island, Liu Feng was secretly delighted. He had gathered all the main ingredients for refining the Spirit Gathering Pill.
Unable to contain his joy, Liu Feng stepped forward.
When Qin Guan saw Liu Feng stop, his eyes lit up immediately. He put on a smile, stroked his beard, and said, "Young friend Liu, these are all rare treasures. These few spiritual herbs were obtained by me after traveling through the deep mountains of Western Shu. Although they look ordinary, they contain pure spiritual energy and are by no means ordinary."
Liu Feng chuckled inwardly, calmly taking out a few Qi-Nourishing Pills and saying indifferently, "These spiritual herbs are like aged ginseng—useless if no one knows how to refine them. What do you want to exchange them for?"
Qin Guan's eyes changed slightly. Although he was in the late stage of Qi Refining, his path to breakthrough was fraught with obstacles due to his limited aptitude. Upon seeing the Qi Nourishing Pill, his eyes lit up and his throat bobbed involuntarily.
It should be noted that the Qi Nourishing Pill is a rare aid for cultivators in the Qi Induction stage, and has a very high chance of helping them enter the Qi Gathering stage.
In today's cultivation world, pills like the Qi Nourishing Pill are extremely rare and hard to come by. Refining them requires not only a high level of cultivation but also superb pill-refining experience, and the success rate is extremely low.
After some haggling, Liu Feng successfully exchanged 10 Qi Nourishing Pills for the Spirit Leaf Grass. As the transaction was completed, Liu Feng took the opportunity to ask Qin Guan where exactly the Spirit Leaf Grass was harvested in Western Shu. After Qin Guan told him the truth, Liu Feng secretly memorized the location.
At this moment, the onlookers saw Liu Feng holding the Qi-Nourishing Pill and their eyes were full of envy.
This Qi-Nourishing Pill has extraordinary effects. If Yu Jingya were to take it, she might be able to save herself seven days of arduous cultivation. If a cultivator below the Qi Gathering stage were to take it, it would be very likely to enable someone who has no Qi sensation to develop Qi sensation, helping that cultivator stuck in the Qi Induction stage to break through to the Qi Gathering stage. It is extremely precious in the eyes of ordinary cultivators.
Just then, a delicate fragrance wafted over, and Fan Yao from the Celestial Surveillance Bureau walked in gracefully. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she spoke, "Fellow Daoist Liu, would you be willing to sell some more Qi Gathering Pills? The price is negotiable."
Liu Feng smiled calmly: "Gold and silver are useless to me. If you can offer something of equal value, then we can talk."
Fan Yao pondered for a moment, then took out a crystal-clear hairpin from her hair and handed it to Liu Feng: "This hairpin is a treasure passed down from a powerful ancestor of mine, and it has the function of protecting the mind."
Liu Feng took the hairpin, lightly brushing it with his fingertips. The patterns on it faintly revealed three hidden characters: "Hidden Phoenix Hairpin." Knowing that this was an extraordinary item, he nodded and said, "It's acceptable."
After saying that, he took out ten Qi-Nourishing Pills and handed them to Fan Yao.
In the afternoon, the sparring session began. The younger generation of cultivators were all eager to try their skills and took to the stage one after another. Swords clashed, and energy surged.
A female disciple of the Emei Sect named Qing Shuang, whose cultivation had reached the Qi Refining stage, saw Yu Jingya's refined and otherworldly demeanor and said loudly, "Fellow Daoist Yu has an extraordinary and refined demeanor, and must have remarkable cultivation attainments. Would you be willing to come up on stage and exchange skills with me?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Jingya nodded slightly: "Please advise me."
After speaking, she gracefully leaped into the arena, her skirt fluttering in the wind like a swallow gliding by, instantly attracting many eyes.
At Qingfeng Temple, Yu Jingya often joked and played around with Liu Yue and others, exchanging skills, so she was not nervous at this moment.
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