An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 686: It seems like an acquaintance is coming!
At the same time, in a corner of Eastern civilization.

The majestic and towering mountains reach straight into the sky, soft colorful clouds float around the mountainside, and the dazzling sunlight shines down, reflecting colorful rays of light on the green sunny side of the mountain.

Like a dream, with rising clouds and mist, the strange and gorgeous scene makes this mountain that protrudes into the clouds look like a fairyland in a dream.

And above the clouds of this towering mountain sits the eternal number one sect in the Daqian world, the Puzhao Immortal Sect.

Towering pagodas, a series of pavilions, and quaint buildings are intertwined and interspersed with green and red.

Every brick and tile here was built brick by brick by generations of disciples who traveled the world for countless years, using all kinds of mineral deposits in the human world as the basis, with skilled craftsmen drawing maps and conscripting tens of millions of people to build them. The permanent magic array engraved on it operates at almost full power with the efficiency of burning hundreds of spirit stones every day.

It’s not that the Daqian world is so dangerous that even the world’s number one immortal sect is so cautious and on guard day and night without stopping.

No matter what the world rank is, anyone who can be the best in the world must be very capable.

What’s more, it is the Puzhao Immortal Sect that broke the so-called law of reincarnation, and no one has been able to surpass it for hundreds of thousands of years.

In this Eastern civilization, in a world similar to the fairy-tale fantasy system, the rules of all things tend to be proven once and for all.

When there are immortal individuals in the world and they practice magic, meat-eaters can lock their seats under the PG permanently without worrying about others snatching them away.

It is also because of this that Dugu Qiubai, over the long years, has developed a proud character in the Puzhao Immortal Sect. The disciples and even the entire Daqian world are proud of being able to enter the Puzhao Immortal Sect. Naturally, as the eternal number one in the world, in addition to fame, they also need other things to embellish their glory.

In this way, a solution that was not a solution was developed.

On the basis of the original existence of the Immortal Sect, people later continued to collect rare treasures from heaven and earth to embellish their own mountain gates and expand the area of ​​the sect.

When the entire Puzhao Mountain, including the area above the clouds, was filled with various buildings, the "immortals" who were proud of their status and did not want to "fall into the mortal world" began to work hard in other areas.

In this way, burning spirit stones to open the sect's large and small formations, allowing the light of the formations to shine with the sun and the moon, and working day and night to transform Puzhao Mountain into a place of eternal brightness is only a part of the sect's B-level development.

In addition, spirit gathering arrays were built on a large scale in Puzhao Mountain and the surrounding areas. Under the pretext of eliminating demons and protecting one side, cities of all sizes and the shapes of various famous mountains were transformed to connect their land veins with Puzhao Mountain, so as to absorb the other side's spiritual charm and spiritual energy to feed back to Puzhao Mountain.

In addition, there are many other preparations for Puzhao Mountain.

Over millions of years of sect history, they have developed sufficient methods to demonstrate their authority and consolidate the status of the Puzhao Immortal Sect.

Of course, generally speaking, it is just to take advantage of the world to benefit Puzhao Mountain and make the people of the world suffer, so that the immortal masters of Puzhao Mountain can practice without worries, become immortals, and enjoy the preferential treatment they deserve for protecting the mortal world.

As for the fact that due to Puzhao Mountain's actions, the spiritual charm of heaven and earth gathered in one place, so that except for Puzhao Mountain, the Daqian world has entered the multiverse level, and other areas have only touched the threshold of high magic at most. The general level is even below the average line of middle magic, and the gap between the rich and the poor has been pulled to an extremely exaggerated level.

This also resulted in the fact that, as a high-demon plane, the average lifespan and abundance of living creatures in the Daqian world could barely be compared with those of the middle-level demons. The decrease in the concentration of spiritual energy had caused many geniuses who should have been born to not receive nourishment in the womb, and either they had two lives in one birth or died at birth. The better ones had their talents damaged and became mediocre.

But what does this matter?

The poorer the world, the less the spirits will concentrate on their cultivation, and they will not be able to continue their cultivation. When there is no more progress to make, they will go astray and try to accelerate their growth by cannibalizing humans.

Doesn’t this prove that the magic formation of Puzhao Mountain is effective?
It is precisely because the magic circle suppressed the demon veins and changed the direction of the earth veins that the birth of monsters has become increasingly rare. The madness of monsters can also be explained by their evil nature, and they just want to destroy the magic circle of the immortal masters to harm mortals.

And it is precisely the madness of the monsters that proves that everything the immortal master asks for is reasonable!
After all, if no one dies, how can we prove the necessity of slaying demons and eliminating monsters; if not many people die, how can we prove that the immortal masters paid a huge price for this.

And if spiritual practice becomes popular and everyone can cultivate immortality, how will the immortal masters of Puzhao Mountain maintain their extravagant lives?
As for the young geniuses, it is even more straightforward.

When life spans are extended, the blood replacement speed of Puzhao Mountain slows down, and the young disciples can never outlive the elders who have become immortals. But those who can't outlive the old ones may not be better than them, so what about geniuses?

In the context of the entire world, there are always people who are more talented than you, and there are always evildoers who are more powerful than you.

If you don't want to be overtaken by others, then it's best if there are no newcomers to compete. For the older generation, the principle is much the same. They will die sooner or later, and they don't want to give away the power they have worked hard for all their lives to outsiders. So, they are naturally happy with the tactics of the younger generation.

In this way, as generations passed, everyone in the Puzhao Immortal Sect had long forgotten the hidden deeds of their ancestors.

Since the day they joined the sect, they already knew their future. The son of the leader became the leader, the daughter of the elder became the elder, and everyone discussed things and lived in harmony. The entire sect once again returned to its former prosperous and immortal days.

And because of such changes, the original criticisms of Puzhao Mountain by other sects were backfired after Puzhao Mountain's ethos gradually returned, and their own status plummeted, making their already difficult life even more miserable.

Although it is unavoidable that there are occasional talented people who succeed in becoming disciples, whether they are male or female disciples, they will eventually be absorbed into the sect and eventually become a part of it.

Day after day, year after year, generation after generation, Puzhao Mountain has never changed its owner, and the light reflected from the top of the mountain makes the already colorful sunlight even more brilliant.
Winding down from the top of the mountain, there are countless palaces and lush vegetation. Hundreds of thousands of disciples live among them, working together to make this sect, which has stood for 100,000 years, shine and pave the way for its future.

Further down the area are the sect's various industries, with spirit beasts raised for food, and tens of millions of practicing farmers working diligently to produce grains and spiritual food for the immortal masters. Various industries are booming, and mortals who yearn for it will travel from afar without any hesitation, and sell themselves and even their descendants to Puzhao Mountain as slaves and servants in tribute from various countries.

Whether they are beast slaves, farmers, or servants in the mountains, the maids, servants, and followers of every disciple are all from these so-called slaves. They have been given the opportunity to practice cultivation and can live for three to five hundred years. They are moved by the kindness of the sect and are loyal to the sect.
Of course, the protagonists today are not these spiritual farmers, but the pavilions and towers covered with glazed tiles on the top of the mountain.

"I had my elders send out invitations to my wedding a few years ago, but I still didn't see my brother on the wedding day. I thought Brother Qin had forgotten me, but I was disappointed for a long time!"

A pavilion located in a rocky pond on the side of a mountain.

Seeing the young Taoist priest walking slowly towards him at the invitation of the maids, the young man sitting in the pavilion immediately stood up and went to greet him with a smile, bringing with him the beautiful woman who looked like a fairy from heaven.

"Hey, it's my brother's fault!"

The Taoist priest who was invited quickly extended his hand to help the young man up, and said at the same time: "This must be my sister-in-law, right? She is really as described in the invitation, gentle and virtuous, a lady from a noble family. Well, I couldn't make it on the day of your wedding, so let this be my wedding gift to you two!"

As he spoke, the Taoist took out a jade box from his bosom and opened it: "This red ganoderma is nourished by the blessed land. Although it is only three hundred years old, its efficacy is not inferior to that of a thousand-year-old precious medicine. It has miraculous effects whether it is used for alchemy or planting!" "Of course, the most important thing is that it is nourished by the blessed land. Its essence is quite high. If it is replanted, it will not only improve other spiritual medicines, but also nourish the feng shui of an area. If it is born with spiritual intelligence, perhaps it can be used as a treasure to alleviate the difficulties of my dear brother's world!"

The Taoist introduced with regret.

This red ganoderma was also saved by him through his frugal life.

Or to be more precise, all the Maoshan disciples who returned this time took out what they had gained in the blessed land. The spiritual objects were used to transform the Feng Shui of Maoshan, strengthen the earth veins, benefit the mountains and rivers to give back to heaven and earth, the magic spells were collected in the library for the disciples to study, and the other miscellaneous items also had their uses.

Chizhi is the only remaining treasure of the blessed land after paying for what the mountain gate needs. This spiritual object, which is imbued with ancient aura and absorbed the essence of the wilderness, has many wonderful uses.

Qin Zhen is a player, but even as a player he has never seen such an exaggerated treasure!
If he had not met this true disciple of Puzhao Sect in a copy with an oriental civilization background, and if he had not been attracted by the other party's elegant and generous style, and then became a close friend during their interactions, the other party would always invite him to visit Puzhao Sect every year, and treat him with almost heartfelt treatment. Even so, he would not be willing to give away such a precious treasure.

But Qin Zhen was the one who stood aside. He didn't show up for the wedding as promised, and he even cancelled invitations for several years.

I finally thought that everything was alright and was ready to apologize to my good brother, but the notification was sent through the game, and then the master came!
Then he delayed meeting the other party for half a year.

Even though he had legitimate reasons every time, he still felt it was unreasonable for the other party to "play" with his friends again and again. It would have been fine if the other party had cut off all ties with him, but this true disciple comforted and understood him every time. Even Qin Zhen, who had traveled around the void and had become a shameless player through experience in dungeons, could not help feeling ashamed.

He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and packed up his only three remaining treasures and gave them away as gifts.

"Brother, are you looking down on me? You have important matters to attend to, and what the sect needs is naturally much more important than hanging out with me. Even marriage is not as important as the sect's affairs, not to mention that you are here, brother. If you really care, you can just bring some wine and food, why give me such a treasure!"

"Take it back, I won't take it!"

Tan Tai Su decisively pushed back the jade box in front of him, and turned away with his wife beside him.

Qin Zhen smiled when he heard this, and handed the jade box to the maid behind him who was full of resistance but had to be cautious, and said:
"It stands to reason that brothers like you and I shouldn't be so distant from each other, but I have really thought about this thing and I think it is the most suitable for you."

"Didn't you say that your sect records that a chaotic sect war hundreds of thousands of years ago destroyed the veins of heaven and earth, causing the heaven and earth to shatter except for Puzhao Mountain. All things in the entire Daqian withered, and the heaven and earth were stagnant and could not move forward at all?"

"I don't have much strength, but I happen to have a treasure from this blessed land. Although I can't recreate the world, I can use these spiritual roots from the upper realm as a foundation to cultivate a node of spiritual charm that dissipates outward, which can alleviate the situation a little. It will take time to reverse the world, so whatever we can do is good."

Hearing this, Tan Tai Su fiercely glared at the maid who accepted the item, and then muttered:

"That's what the sect recorded, but who knows? Besides, over the past few thousand years, the sect has worked hard, using our Puzhao Mountain as the base, and the ground veins have extended to three thousand miles outside the mountain range. Although it's not much, it is also a recovery. With time, one day we will be able to revive our ancient glory."

"But since it is a gift from the elder, I dare not refuse it. I will accept it this time. But next time, please do not do this, or our brotherhood will be over!"

"Okay, okay!" Qin Zhen waved his hand and then sat on the other side as usual, waiting for the maid to serve tea and water and prepare snacks. At the same time, Tan Tai Su asked about his experience like a curious baby.

They came from different places, and that was the reason why a player and a native could form a relationship similar to sworn brothers.

After the two of them got to know each other through fighting in the original copy, Qin Zhen's casual words aroused Tan Tai Su's curiosity.

Even as a true disciple of Mount Puzhao, he who had not been able to break through to the level of True Immortal did not have the ability to sail in outer space for a long time. The Golden Immortal who could travel back and forth in the chaos once and for all was even more out of reach.

Coupled with the harsh environment of the Daqian world, in the area other than Puzhao Mountain, this group of immortals are like living people in the desert. All the time, all things in the world are plundering their spiritual power and magic power. Only Puzhao Mountain can slow down and continue their practice.

Apart from this small piece of land, the only time you can go out and visit is every few dozen or hundred years, for exchanges of geniuses from other worlds, some trials, battlefields, etc.

I really don’t know what those unorthodox sects in the past were so crazy about that they had to break the heaven and earth into pieces, making it impossible for people to practice and prevent them from going out.

Tan Tai Su is just like one of those second-generation rich people who spend their money prodigally. Obviously, his life is already affluent that countless lower-class people dare not even dream of, but this guy does not want to inherit the family property, but instead likes to try all kinds of strange things.

And it's not just him. Many true disciples in the Puzhao Immortal Sect like to explore new and exotic foods.

The inner disciples below are still young, and they haven't gotten tired of visiting Puzhao Mountain and those trials and venues, so it's not their turn to be sad about the passing of time. The masters and elders above, although they still cannot stay in the chaos permanently, it is not difficult for them to travel between the surrounding worlds, or even use other worlds as springboards to reach more distant areas. They are naturally past this restless age.

Only true disciples like them who are neither good nor bad have less than half a bottle left.

And precisely because of this, on the basis of the fact that they had known each other for a long time, when Qin Zhen let the cat out of the bag, Tan Tai Su immediately took advantage of the situation, worshipped him as his brother like a dog, and begged Qin Zhen to tell him about his travels.

In this way, every year Qin Zhen would come to visit and Tan Tai Su would receive him, and the storytelling sessions between the two of them became their essential social interactions.

But until a few years ago, mountains in Jiuzhou were suddenly cut down and temples were destroyed. The entire Jiuzhou became a mess due to various events. Qin Zhen, who was too busy to do anything, rarely even downloaded copies, let alone come here to hold a storytelling session for more than ten days away from the sect.

If you miss this opportunity, where else can you find such a grand scene of a hundred thousand Taoists fighting the demon king all over the mountains?
Qin Zhen was reluctant to give up his merit and postponed the storytelling session. As a result, Tan Tai Su had not heard anything new for nearly ten years. At this moment, he and his wife, whom he had seduced with his rich talent (learned from Qin Zhen), were staring at Qin Zhen who was about to start the show.

As expected, the eldest brother lived up to everyone's expectations. As soon as he opened his mouth, he started with a grand story about the Sanshan Daomen's adventures of slaying demons and eliminating monsters all over Kyushu.
Qin Zhen spent dozens of days in high spirits, making great plans during the day and staying in the guest house at night to enjoy the entertainment life arranged by his younger brother.

Well, although he is a Taoist priest, he is also a player. As a player, he has some unavoidable social engagements in his daily life, there is nothing he can do about it. The ancestors, who are far away from home, generally won't blame him for anything. What's more, he is not promiscuous, nor is he Quanzhen, so there are not so many twists and turns.

In this way, day after day, for more than ten days, he picked and chose, embellished, and downplayed some of the things that should not be said, and described himself, the younger brother and sister-in-law, as if he were a good kid in preschool, concentrating on his studies and not looking away.

After saying all this, Qin Zhen looked at the sect jade talisman in his hand, which still had no response, and thought about the fact that there was still no movement at home. He felt guilty about his younger brother, and after a brief consideration, he picked and chose this trip to the paradise, and started talking again:
"To be honest, you don't need to feel so guilty. You and I regard this red ganoderma as a treasure simply because we have low standards. In fact, this thing is not much different from ordinary Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng in that blessed land. Although it is hard to find, it is not precious!"

"If you really want to get a precious medicine, don't even think about fighting with others for it. You may not even be able to beat the precious medicine itself!"

"But this blessed land, more importantly, has allowed me to see that there are always people better than you. My charming ancestor, even the images he left behind are too similar. They are so similar. Hey, brother, is the one riding the cloud in the sky your fellow apprentice?"

(End of this chapter)