Chapter 99: The Dao Sect of the World (Part 1)
Liao Xiaojin was in a hurry to go to England, but Zhou Qing was not too worried. This guy was very cunning. His skills had reached the late stage of Qi Induction, and his blood clan identity had evolved to the Duke. He also had the Aurora Shield to protect his body. He was already smiling secretly if he didn't cause trouble to others. As for Zhou Chen and Little Fox, the cultivation method Zhou Qing passed on to them could completely cover up the evil spirit on their bodies. Besides, although Zhou Qing didn't know the details of the Great Freedom Palace, it seemed that there should be no malice. Zhou Qing was worried about letting Zhou Chen and Little Fox follow Liao Xiaojin. Without any shackles around him, Zhou Qing felt relaxed all over. Even if the real immortals in the world came down to earth, Zhou Qing felt confident to fight them, let alone the small Kunlun?
"I have been forbearing for a long time, and it's time to show my power. What I want is to do whatever I want. Do I really have to hide? The world is vast. If you don't gallop around and become a turtle instead, what kind of Taoism can you practice and what kind of immortal you can become!" A graceful but domineering aura emanated from Zhou Qing. Fairy Yunxia, who was on her way with a rosy glow beside her, felt it and looked at Zhou Qing in confusion.
"Fellow Daoist Yunxia, although it's thousands of miles to go to Shushan this time, it only takes an hour for the two of us to walk. This Shushan sect opening ceremony invites fellow Taoists from all over the world, so there must be a lot of cultivators coming and going. How come we didn't see any cultivators?" Zhou Qing was standing on a white cloud, floating and not in a hurry. He stood side by side with Fairy Yunxia. At first glance, they looked like a pair of immortal lovers, but both of them were silent and kept their heads down, which was strange and awkward. So Zhou Qing took the lead in asking questions to ease the atmosphere. Fairy Yunxia has lived in Zizai Palace for a long time. Although she occasionally comes out to do things, she is just wandering around in the Western Regions. This time she came to the Central Plains, mainly because the Palace Master said that she had an opportunity, and coming to Shushan to watch the ceremony was secondary. When she heard Zhou Qing speak, she also shook her head and couldn't answer. Seeing this, Zhou Qing muttered in his heart: "This woman, although cold, she still said a few words. Why is she so silent now? How weird."
A fiery red sun hung high in the sky, and the sky and the earth were clear. On the top of the Golden Summit of Mount Emei, the sea of clouds rolled and the fog was lingering. The whole Mount Emei was shrouded in a thick white fog. It was very strange. In the rolling sea of clouds, the fog was even thicker. It was so white that you couldn't see your hand in front of you. There was so much fog that there were few tourists on the whole mountain. Suddenly, the rolling sea of clouds suddenly became turbulent, and gradually colorful light shot out. A huge hole opened in the sea of clouds. The hole There was a faint sound of immortals coming out from inside, which made people feel clear-headed and relaxed, especially when the huge hole opened, a strong spiritual energy of heaven and earth spread out, sweeping away the void of more than ten miles in the center of the sea of clouds, and a clear view appeared, with green mountains and green waters, various flowers growing on the mountains, white cranes flying, fairy deer calling, and jade rabbits running. It was a fairyland on earth, but this fairyland on earth with a radius of dozens of miles was like a mirage, faintly distorted, giving people a sense of unreality.
This scene, hundreds of feet above the golden top, with a vast sea of clouds tens of feet thick below, of course ordinary people can't see it. However, since the situation is so unusual, there must be unusual people. In the sea of clouds with a radius of hundreds of miles, all kinds of flying swords and sword lights are lingering. The sword lights are of various colors and lengths. Some are tens of feet long, with brilliant light shooting across one side, and some are only two feet long, with dim light. However, there is a person standing on each sword light, both men and women, dressed differently, some wearing Taoist robes, and a few are actually monks wearing cassocks and bald heads. They are gathered in twos and threes, obviously from different organizations. From time to time, sword lights and figures are shot from the sky outside the sea of clouds.
In the northwest of the sea of clouds, a middle-aged Taoist wearing a golden Taoist robe, who is similar to Xuanyuan Dharma King, has black hair and no beard, and a rosy face, but the edges of this golden Taoist robe are inlaid with purple gold, especially the innate Bagua pattern printed on it is also purple and gold, which is completely different from ordinary Taoist robes and robes. The purple gold robe is unique in the world. It belongs to the head of Longhu Mountain Taoism, who has been canonized as the Heavenly Master by the imperial court in every dynasty. Although this title is no longer available in modern times, people in Taoism still use the old-fashioned title. This person is the current head of Longhu Mountain, Master Zhang Daoyi, one of the four great masters in the world.
The Longhu Mountain lineage has never declined after thousands of years since its founding by its founder Zhang Daoling. This is related to the fact that the successive masters were very open-minded and cooperated with the imperial court. At this time, the Taoist priest saw the sea of clouds suddenly open and the fairyland was revealed. His face was extremely ugly. He turned to the four disciples behind him and said, "Pay attention, this is the Liangyi Microdust Formation of Shushan, an ancient fairy formation. It can turn the dust land into the universe. It is extremely powerful." "But Master, didn't you say that the Liangyi Microdust Formation of Shushan has been lost long ago?" A beautiful girl wearing Taoist clothes, fresh and elegant asked. If Zhou Qing was here, he would definitely find that this girl was the girl named Dai Jinrong who met in the Security Bureau. The other three were Huang Tianbo, Li Jie, and Li Rong. At this time, they were all dressed in Taoist clothes, like good babies, especially Huang Tianbo and Li Jie. They were all dressed in Taoist clothes, like good babies, especially Huang Tianbo and Li Jie. They were not dressed like gangsters before, and they all looked serious. However, they were obviously still weak in power, and under their feet was the huge sword light of Taoist Master Dao Tian, which was more than ten feet long and several feet wide.
Only Li Rong, who had the help of Xuanyuan Dharma King last time and broke through to the late stage of the cause, could fly the sword by herself and stay in the air. I don't know how Dai Jinrong also made a breakthrough. The Kunwu Haotian sword under her feet shone brightly. Although it was not big, it was also stable. Taoist Master Dao Tian heard the disciple's question and was about to answer, when a loud and old voice came from the mirage-like fairyland.
"I am very grateful to all Taoist friends for coming to support us. Today is the once-in-a-century opening ceremony of my Shushan lineage. I hope that all Taoist friends will forgive me for my negligence!"
The voice was so loud that it shook the waves of the sea of clouds even more violently, but it had no effect on the people present. The art of true essence sound control, to the realm of transformation.
Before he finished speaking, a golden light like a thread extended from the fairyland, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a golden arch bridge like a bracket, connecting the fairyland and the sea of clouds. This golden arch bridge was dozens of feet high and more than ten feet wide, like a curved ancient golden dragon, shining with golden light and magnificent. The other monks present all changed their colors and talked about it.
"This seems to be the Golden Dragon Ladder, how did it fall into the hands of Shushan?" A white-bearded old Taoist in the northeast corner muttered.
"Amitabha! The senior immortal used the golden dragon soul to refine the magic weapon to break the void and ascend to the fairyland. This Shushan is indeed a big sect!" An old monk next to him stepped on the lotus-shaped white cloud, clasped his hands together, and spoke with a hint of surprise.