Forging Immortality through the Dao Seed

The next day.

Thirty-eight, I have to go out for something. During this time, another senior brother will take care of you for me. Don't cause any trouble.

Zhang Jing's voice suddenly sounded in the spirit beast room.

Lu Sanshiba, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened.

After hearing the sound, it couldn't help but shrink its neck and answered honestly:

I understand, sir.

...

Located in the center of Longze Lake.

This place is shrouded in a thick and boundless fog all year round, which cannot be penetrated by light and cannot be blown away by wind.

Extremely weird.

And today.

The overwhelming fog gradually dissipated, revealing the scene inside.

It was a huge island with a radius of nearly a hundred miles.

The island is lush and lush, with majestic spiritual trees dozens of feet high everywhere. There are elixirs filled with fragrance, hundreds of birds flying and singing, hundreds of beasts leaping and wandering, and hundreds of fish leaping along the shore.

The spiritual energy condensed into mist and turned into rain, and the earth veins gave rise to spiritual light, creating a fairy atmosphere.

Many Taoist disciples were watching from a distance.

But due to the strong pressure inside, he didn't dare to get even close.

From time to time, escaping rainbow lights flew into it, causing bursts of exclamations.

now.

There are many people already standing in a wide open space paved with jade on the island.

Most of them were disciples from the inner courtyard wearing purple robes, while there were only less than twenty disciples from the outer courtyard. The faces of these people all had expressions of anticipation and excitement.

Spiritual consciousness and spiritual consciousness arise and fall one after another.

It seemed like they were discussing something passionately.

Dozens of exquisite futons were placed directly in front of everyone.

There was no one up there.

...

A flash of rainbow light flashed.

Zhang Jing's figure suddenly appeared.

He identified them first, and then walked straight to where the group of disciples from the outer courtyard were.

Follow Zhang Jing's movements.

Countless eyes fell on him.

There is curiosity, confusion, envy, and doubt, all of which are inconsistent.

Obviously, everyone who can come here knows Zhang Jing's existence more or less.

Zhang Jing, who was focused by many eyes, had extremely calm eyes.

After the news of being identified as the next chief of Qianfa Pavilion was spread by who knows who, Zhang Jingdan would receive similar looks whenever he left the cave.

Over time.

He's used to it.

among the crowd.

Liu Lizhi's expression was the most complex.

He was somewhat optimistic about this junior brother.

But who would have thought that when he just shut himself up, the other person would suddenly grow to the point where he couldn't understand him.

Originally, he was thinking of recruiting Junior Brother Zhang Jing to enter the Heritage Pavilion in the future.

well--

All the complicated thoughts could only turn into a sigh.

...

the other side.

The place where monks from the outer courtyard gather.

As Zhang Jing approached, everyone shouted politely:

Senior Brother Zhang is here.

Senior brother.

Zhang Jing seemed to be smiling and nodding in response, but in fact his scalp was numb.

This will happen to anyone who is called senior by such a group of people who are one or twenty years older than themselves.

He once persuaded these senior brothers and sisters.

But the answer I got was: while you can call now, call a few more times to make yourself familiar. After all, there will be no such good opportunity to call 'Senior Brother Zhang' in the future.

What should Zhang Jingneng do?

He is also desperate.

In deep thought.

Senior Brother Zhang, long time no see.

Senior Brother Zhang Jing.

A cool and charming voice and a somewhat rough voice sounded in my ears at the same time.

Zhang Jingxun shouted.

It was Shen Qingqing and Chen Xiandao who came hand in hand.

Well, so are you two.

Zhang Jing shook his head helplessly.

...

Not long after.

The spiritual energy fluctuated violently.

Dozens of old or young figures suddenly appeared on the futon in the front. Some people's bodies were constantly changing. What's more, the whole person was a ball of mist, as if they had no body.

And in it.

Two figures in purple robes stood out.

Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.

These are the masters of the Jindan Divine Power Realm Pavilion. The dean and deputy dean should also be there. As for the two purple robes, they should be the legendary Senior Brother You and the chief of the Lingdao Pavilion.

He guessed in his mind.

But at this time.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Zhang Jingbujue looked up.

In sight.

Two treasure ships, one red and one black, appeared from opposite directions at the same time. Wherever they passed, the thick clouds were directly crushed, leaving only thick and chaotic cloud marks that occupied half of the sky.

It's like two chains about to cross.

It looks spectacular.

Just when the two treasure ships were about to approach the sky above Longhu Taoist Temple.

Three brilliant rays of light rose from the ground in an instant, and appeared above the treasure ship in an instant.

The sound of vicissitudes of life resounded throughout the world.

Fellow Daoist Cang, Fellow Daoist Lu, welcome to Longhu Taoist Academy!

Haha, Fellow Daoist Qi is too polite.

A majestic sound came from the red treasure ship.

At the same time the sound sounded.

Suddenly, a strong red aura suddenly lit up around the treasure ship, as if a big sun was slowly rising, as if it was about to directly surpass the figure above its head.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it rose, it was pulled downwards by some terrifying force.

Friend Lu, I am a guest from afar. Please go down and have a rest.

A voice that sounded like a smile but not a smile sounded.

Oh, how many years have you two been fighting...

Another treasure ship with a dark color began to slowly fall regardless of the dispute between the two parties, and a sound of laughter and tears came from inside.

Half an hour later.

On the futons at the front, there were dozens of figures with extremely terrifying auras sitting cross-legged. These beings seem to be discussing the specific matters regarding the opening of Wan Shen Xiaoxu Tian.

And behind these figures.

There were a large number of Taoist disciples standing quietly, divided into three distinct parties.

One side of Shenxiao Taoist Temple.

Qin Nian, who had a beautiful face and delicate features like a porcelain doll, kept looking for something among the many disciples of Longhu Taoist Academy.

It didn't take long.

Her eyes lit up, and she looked curiously at Zhang Jing, who was standing at the center of a group of green robes.

Compare the information given by the senior brother.

That's right, it's him!

...

The sun is at its peak.

The many courtyard masters and pavilion masters on the futon seemed to have reached a consensus and stood up one after another.

The Myriad Gods' Little Void Heaven is about to open. You must be prepared and enter in an orderly manner. Do you understand? A red-faced old man looked at the many inner courtyard disciples present and said sternly.

clear!

Everyone responded in unison.

Good! The old man nodded.

Not long after.

The entire island slowly began to tremble.

Suddenly.

A shadow of a simple door nine feet high and six feet wide appeared in mid-air, slowly solidifying, and an extremely oppressive aura poured down overwhelmingly.

Boom boom——

The door opened, and the emptiness and chaos inside could be vaguely seen.

Let's go in quickly.

The voice just fell.

Without any hesitation, many inner courtyards turned into streaks of escaping light and passed through the gates, quickly disappearing.

Behind this door is Wan Shen Xiaoxu Tian?

A trace of curiosity flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer people around.

He no longer hesitated, and his whole body suddenly turned into a rainbow light.