C35

(1)

Ling Yin led everyone through the Sun Moon Cliff without a hitch. They arrived at a mountain with three sides. On one side was a cliff.

There was a tall mountain peak surrounded by clouds and mist that reached deep into the clouds. From afar, it looked like a temple. Ling Yin looked around and saw that there seemed to be no way to find it.

Ling Yin wondered why there were temples in such a desolate place. Could it be that he had reached the fairyland? While he was thinking, he couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, the fog on the mountain was everywhere. The towering mountain disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a layer of snow-white fog.

No one could clearly see the road in the distance, so they could only stop and walk. Moreover, this section of the mountain road was rather dangerous. On both sides of the mountain road were cliffs and bottomless valleys.

As they walked, the air felt thin, difficult to breathe, dizzy, and there was a choking smell in the fog.

The disciples and villagers were beginning to feel uncomfortable. Many of them began to vomit and diarrhea, unable to move forward.

Ling Yin looked at everyone and decided to stop. He would talk about it tomorrow. He looked at the sky and didn't know why it was so gloomy today.

Ever since they had crossed the Sun Moon Cliff and arrived here, they had not seen any birds or wild beasts on the way, and there was no chirping of birds in the spacious mountain.

Only the wet mist was left. At this time, Ling Yin also felt uncomfortable all over, choking him to the point that he couldn't breathe. He looked at the grey robed Taoist, closing his eyes and sitting cross-legged on the ground to meditate.

He immediately told the disciples that he could also meditate and cultivate their dao, maintaining a consistent state of mind. Only by operating his Dantian, could it be dissolved.

After a few minutes, everyone felt much better, but the villagers seemed to have something on their minds.

Seeing that it was already late, Ling Yin encouraged everyone to start a bonfire and sit around.

Lingyin was also sitting with everyone. He saw that many villagers looked listless and everyone had a helpless expression on their face. He couldn't seem to fall asleep either.

They huddled together in small groups and whispered to each other. It was as if they were talking about their hometown and that they were going home.

Ling Yin looked at everyone and felt upset as well. Along the way, they shared many hardships, experienced countless risks, and never complained.

This time, they were close to the top of the mountain, but the danger was heavy. In addition to the injuries they had suffered a few days ago, they were already extremely exhausted.

Ling Yin thought for a while and made a decision. He walked over and said a few words to the older villagers, then gave some instructions to the disciples to escort the big guy down the mountain tomorrow.

Only he and the grey-clothed Daoist Priest were left behind.

On the morning of the second day, the villagers said their goodbyes to Ling Yin and hurriedly left the mountain with their disciples.

Ling Yin looked at the back view of the departing figure, feeling somewhat gratified in his heart. He thought to himself, the villagers and their families can finally be reunited. He could not help but kowtow to the villagers to thank them for their magnanimity.

After sending everyone off, he looked at the empty valley, then gathered all the food he had left over, and the two of them headed up the mountain.

②

The two of them continued to ride their horses over two mountain peaks.

They arrived at a valley. From afar, they could see a waterfall and mountain spring flowing down from the top of a high mountain cliff. The surface of the mountain was smooth and flat. It was like wearing a white ribbon.

It swayed gently with the wind in the mountain, falling into the green abyss.

From time to time, layer upon layer of clouds would float up. The damp air had already soaked all the trees in the mountain, and the wet leaves were glowing green.

At this moment, the two of them were so tired that they couldn't even breathe.

Suddenly, they discovered that there was a pavilion on a distant mountain peak. The two of them climbed up. When they sat down, they discovered that the ground was very high and the surroundings were circular. He was standing on top of a tall mountain peak.

In the middle, there was a circular stone table and a few stone chairs. Upon closer inspection, it looked like a pavilion in the sky, surrounded by clouds, surrounded by mountains, surrounded by light mist.

Ling Yin and the gray-clothed Daoist Priest held their stomachs, panting rapidly as they looked at the environment in the distance. If they wanted to move forward, they would need to set up a mountain road on the precipice.

At this time, Ling Yin heard the sound of Xiao Xiao in her ears. The melodious and melodious melody resounded through the heaven and earth, and waves of echoes resonated throughout the valley.

It was sometimes hidden and sometimes hidden. If one was near and listening closely, one would be mesmerized by it. It was like a dream. It felt like the flute was only there in the sky.

③

Ling Yin was already intoxicated as he listened. He looked around and saw a golden cloud flying in from the west side of the waterfall.

Standing on top of the cloud was a man wearing a purple gold robe. He had a jade flute in one hand and his elegant figure made him look very dashing under the gentle breeze.

Beside him was a glittering phoenix that was flying back and forth, dancing to the melodious melody of a flute.

Behind the phoenix flew a flock of strange birds and a beautiful peacock. The feathers on its tail were spread out, shining brightly in the sky. They surrounded the phoenix in an orderly manner, as if dancing to the melody of a flute.

Leaving behind a long golden path in the sky, it was a very beautiful sight to behold.

Just like the afterglow of the sunset shining in the sky as colorful and dazzling!

He flew above Ling Yin's head and asked Ling Yin:

"Where are you guys from? Where are you going?"

Upon seeing this, Ling Yin hurriedly kowtowed and replied:

"Disciple Lingyin greets Supreme Celestial. The two of us came to the courtyard from Jade Spring. We are at the top of the cultivation path, and we are at the palace to look up at the sky. This is what Master Chen wants, so we decided to rest here."

After Ling Yin finished, she raised her head to look at the Supreme Celestial and said, "Please forgive me for disturbing you."

The Supreme Immortal raised his head and laughed loudly.

He said, "I've finally found you two. It seems that all of this is heaven's will. If the two of you continue walking forward, you will be in great danger."

The Supreme Immortal continued:

"Because this is the viewing platform of the Holy Maiden, generally speaking, immortals are not allowed to enter, and the two of you actually accidentally entered this realm with your mortal bodies, which is not too bad, can quickly leave, and cannot stay any longer here. After a while, the Holy Maiden will be here to watch Yu Xiao'er dance."

He hurriedly said, "You can go over this mountain. Be careful not to see five huge dragons waiting for you."

Ling Yin hurriedly asked:

"Then what should we do?"

Supreme Celestial said, "It's fine. As long as you see Daoist Master Wulong, you can mention the name of Patriarch Chen Chuanfeng to them. Wulong will lend you guys a helping hand."

With that, he turned and flew away.

(4)

After Ling Yin heard this, she kowtowed to thank Supreme Immortal.

Ling Yin and the gray-clothed Daoist Priest immediately perked up. They carefully went over the mountain range and followed the path down the mountain stream for a few miles.

He realized that everything he had seen on the mountaintop had been displayed before his eyes.

At the foot of the mountain, there was a pool of spring water. Water splashed everywhere, forming a huge mountain mist. The bottom of the valley was covered by thick trees, all of which shone with a green light.

Ling Yin and the gray-clothed Taoist, the two of them were searching for a path in the dense forest.

Suddenly, he noticed that not far away from the waterfall, there was a pavilion made of grass. It was especially conspicuous in the emerald green forest.

Ling Yin and the gray-clothed Daoist Priest hastily ran over. They had only run a few steps when they discovered that the pavilion was gone for some unknown reason.

The two of them looked around, and the pavilion was suddenly on the left side of the mountain. They thought they were seeing things, but they didn't care.

Lingyin only felt that it was a bit strange. Was she lost?

The two of them did not think too much and continued to walk towards the pavilion. After a while, the pavilion disappeared again, as if it knew how to move.

At this moment, Ling Yin and Gray Robe immediately stopped. They were very calm and composed, and after thinking about it carefully, they quickly found an empty space to meditate and chant.

(5)

At this moment, a golden beam of light flew through the sky, followed by rolling clouds. A strong wind blew, causing the grass and leaves in the valley to swirl in the air.

Being blown away by the strong wind, the sky was dark. Ling Yin and the others could not open their eyes, and after a moment, the wind suddenly stopped, and the surroundings quietened down.

The two of them rubbed their eyes, but they discovered a golden light flashing in front of them. In front of them stood five Supreme Immortals, each wearing five different colored clothes.

Ling Yin and the grey robed cultivator quickly bowed and said, "This humble one is Ancestor Chen's disciple. I went to the Heaven's Temple and mistakenly entered this realm. Please forgive me for disturbing the Supreme Celestial."

As the five Grand Immortals looked at Ling Yin and Hong Qiang, they laughed and said,

"The five of us are Adept Wulong, and we are also Chen Chuan's masters. When you see us, you have to call us grandmasters!"

After saying that, everyone burst out laughing.

Just then, the golden-purple and yellow robed Supreme Celestial walked over and supported Ling Yin. He said, "There is no need to be so courteous, we are all from the same sect. The two of you have been working hard all this time, leading everyone to open up a mountain and cultivate their Dao, and you have not failed to live up to everyone's expectations. Right now, the Heaven Vault is just around the corner, but with the two of you, you won't be able to get there. "

He raised his head to look at the peak of the mountain, then pointed towards the peak. With a flick of his finger, a golden light flew over.

In an instant, the tall mountain began to shine with a golden light. A sword immediately flew out and headed towards them! It directly fell into the hands of the Yellow Robe Immortal.

The Yellow Robed Immortal turned around and said to Ling Yin, "This sword is the treasure Chen Changsheng left on the mountain peak years ago. Its name is the Thousand Year Dark Ice Spring Sword."

The Yellow Robed Immortal continued:

"If you bring it with you, you will be able to smoothly reach the palace. It will also help you two greatly increase your power. This treasured sword is extremely intelligent, and should not be misused."

With that, he looked at Ling Yin and said with a smile, "Remember, the next time you meet me, you must change your name and address me as grandmaster."

With that, he turned around and left with a smile.

6

As for the white robed Supreme Celestial, he said to the Yellow Robed Supreme Celestial, "Brother Huang, since five of my brothers have come here today, the treasured sword has been given to them. Can you travel along the mountain path for a bit, then go watch the dance of the Blessed Phoenix and then go to the Five Dragons Pond for a round of chess? "How are you doing?"

With that, the three Supreme Immortals by his side also laughed and said in unison, "Let's enjoy ourselves together."

As if he thought of something, he walked over and said to Ling Yin: "Brothers, let's travel together. You two must be careful when you go up the mountain, and I'll teach you a few chants and heart chants, you must remember this well. If you meet with any mishaps, you can recite the chant three times in your heart, and then I will be by your side. "

After saying that, they all laughed and flew away.

(a)

Ling Yin and the gray-clothed Daoist Priest also left with their treasured swords. They passed through the valley and headed towards the mountain stream, watching as the waterfall gradually disappeared into the forest behind them. As for the mountains up ahead, sometimes, they stretched off into the distance. Occasionally, they would be isolated by the cliffs, as if there were endless mountains up ahead.

They arrived at a valley. From afar, they could see a waterfall and mountain spring flowing down from the top of a high mountain cliff. The surface of the mountain was smooth and flat. It was like wearing a white ribbon.