Lord, I'm floating

Chapter 263 Ascension to the Upper Realm
Traveling all over the world through wind and rain, Chen Mou took Xu'er to almost all eight continents and five seas. With his cultivation in the realm of gods, he can go anywhere. The world is smooth, and the more masters he is, the more polite he will be to him.

Returning to Cheung Chau from the southwest sea, we pass through the gloomy ghost haze swamp.

The moonlight was pale, and a strange sound of "woo-woo" came from the distance.

This was the second time for the two of them to walk through this deserted land. They talked and laughed in low voices and flew leisurely across about five hundred miles. Wherever they passed, ghosts and ghosts could not hide. When they were about to fly out of the swamp, Chen Mou He stopped and looked back.

A piece of gray mist floated at the foot of the mountain twenty miles away, and two dim lights stared at him.

Chen Mou greeted with a smile: "Since we are here to meet you, why don't you come and talk to me?"

"I am ashamed of myself, and I am afraid that someone may be watching or hearing dirty Taoist fellows coming near me."

A faint female voice came. Having said that, a pretty and delicate woman wearing a black robe with a cold appearance walked out of the gray mist. She flew a hundred feet away, turned her body sideways and performed a solemn blessing ceremony: "Tao Your reputation has spread all over the world, I have heard about it for a long time, and I have no regrets in seeing you today."

Xu'er's eyes widened with curiosity. How come the young master has acquaintances wherever he goes?

He even knows the third-level female ghost from Ghost Haze Swamp.

However, she looked left and right, and saw that the female ghost in front of her was talking duplicity but was flying towards her. Didn't she look like a female ghost?
Except for the faint ghostly aura lingering around her body, she looks like a living woman.

The cool and frosty temperament, paired with a beautiful face, is alluring!

Chen Mou returned the greeting with his hands raised and said, "What are your plans for the future? It seems that the territory of Changzhou does not tolerate high-level ghost cultivators."

The woman in front of him is Meng Tianxiu, who has a water-yin ghost body. After working hard, he advanced to the third level in less than ten years.

A thin mist covered the woman's face, and her whole person suddenly looked ghostly. She said: "It is said that in the northernmost Shengzhou, there is a ghost cave that is thousands of miles wide. It is covered with ice and snow all year round, and underground springs can pass through it." Netherworld, I will find a way to go there in a while."

Chen Mou nodded, "The ghost cave is pretty good. I've even seen traces of fourth-level ghosts."

As early as more than 80 years ago, he placed the ghosts in the underworld of the ghost cave and gave them freedom. He took out a piece of black jade from his sleeve and left a line of writing, saying: "It is a long way to go. If there is a fifth-level monk, Or if a demon cultivator intercepts me, if you show me this thing, they will look down on me and won't embarrass you."

Meng Tianxiu bowed to express his thanks and accepted the life-saving jade token.

With her unique ghost cultivating ability and invisibility, she was careful and could not be easily discovered by the fourth-level monks.

"With the token given by fellow Taoist, I can start my journey today. Farewell, fellow Taoist, cherish it!"

"Take care of your future!"

Chen Mou watched as the woman turned into mist and fled towards the sea to the west.

He and Xu'er continued their return trip and explained casually: "I used to have a friend in Danyangfang named Meng Tianxiu. She later turned to ghost cultivation and has not been heard from for nearly 200 years."

Xu'er looked back in surprise, and saw that the fog shadow had long since disappeared, and Miaomiao was nowhere to be found.

"She is Meng Tianxiu. I have heard of her before."

"It's her. Ghost cultivators cannot be tolerated in the human world."

The two chatted lightly and flew out of the swamp, disappearing into the night.

Returning to Xuandu Temple, Chen Mou stayed for a few days, had a secret conversation with his senior brother and others, and left quietly with Xu'er without disturbing anyone. Xuandu Temple's public statement was that the Supreme Elder traveled back to the mountain to practice in seclusion. .

Back at Taisu Mountain, Chen Mou had a private conversation with Hua Chaoyue, Shen Xing, Lian Han, and Xu'er, and summoned many monks to pass the title of mountain lord to Fu Tailin, who was in the Golden Core realm.

Over the years, Fu Tailin, Fang Bi's registered disciple, has been centrally dispatching and arranging almost all matters of the sect.

On the eighth day of October, Chen Mou appeared on the top of the Tianbei Mountain. Seeing that the sun was about to reach the sky, he used the magic weapon left behind to pull Yuan Hou, Fang Bi, Bi Yan, Jiang Shenshi and Cheng Buxing from different places to the top of the mountain. gather.

He has used magic to control the stone pillar array, otherwise everyone will be attacked when entering this place.When Bi Yan saw Yuan Hou, he hurriedly saluted and greeted him. He had already heard from Fang Bi that Yuan Hou was the mysterious fifth-level master behind the young master.

Yuan Hou laughed and said a few polite words.

Cheng Buxing was surprised by the power developed by the successor of Tongtian, and he greeted a few people and exchanged greetings.

Jiang Shenshi only had a four-foot-tall figure, holding a dark silver vial, chatting with Fang Bi.

Chen Mou raised his head and observed the sky, called for several people to stand within three feet of him, formed a simple circular formation with him as the center, and told them a few things to pay attention to.

Time passed by breath by breath, and several people all fell silent, waiting for Chen Mou to open the passage. Even though they had cultivated to the top of the lower world like them, they still felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

"It's about to start."

Chen Mou reminded, wrapping his magic power around the five people around him.

At the moment when he felt the sudden appearance of heat, Chen Mou completed the magic formula with his right hand and moved towards the wisp of golden flame condensed in front of him. The flame disappeared from the tip of his finger and lit up the sixteen stone pillars, dense and dense. Colorful mist surged out, submerging everyone in it.

Chen Mou held the Tongtian Jade in his left hand, and he used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the silver mark.

On the top of the mountain, the colorful glazed ground was filled with raging flames. The Tianbei Mountain vibrated and hummed, and pillars of light rose into the sky with majestic momentum, criss-crossing and circling, and finally converged into an endless passage leading straight into the sky, which was deep and mysterious.

At the foot of the tomb slope, Shishangong, Yuan Tiao and other demon monkeys put their hands on their foreheads, looked up and murmured.

Farther away on Xiaozhu Mountain, the high priest Wangxia stared at the sky.

Chen Mou experienced the extreme speed of opening a channel and ascending to the upper world. He stared at the silver light spot with his spiritual consciousness.

Several people entangled each other with mana to protect themselves, their cultivation levels were consumed rapidly, their eyes were filled with endless changes in dim light, and the wind was screaming in their ears. This was the result of using magic to block and weaken them.

It felt like a long time passed, and then, "bang", several people fell heavily to the ground.

The huge impact caused debris and dust to rise up all over the sky.

Yuan Hou had profound cultivation, his head was not dizzy, his eyesight was not dazed, and there was nothing wrong with him. He still had enough energy to take action in advance to help everyone resolve the last huge backlash. He casually cut off the magic power entangled in everyone, and laughed: "We have arrived. World, what a wonderful place, this aura!”

Flying into the air excitedly, scattering dust, and looked around.

Chen Mou shook his dizzy head and staggered on his feet. This method of ascending was unheard of. Monk Nascent Soul was seeking death by following him. He would have to practice for decades more to strengthen his cultivation. Then he would have to call Protector Yuan. That's safe.

Several people staggered into the air, their heads were gray and their faces were full of excitement.

They were in an empty valley, deserted.

The sound of bells and drums could be heard in the distance.

It's melodious and cheerful, and the mountains echo.

"It's a welcome song!"

Cheng Buxing listened carefully and told Chen Mou and others that he was quite knowledgeable in miscellaneous matters.

From three directions, three groups of male and female monks flew in, numbering as many as three hundred. The three leaders were surrounded by strange phenomena, and their cultivation levels were unfathomable. Their eyes fell on Chen Mou at the same time, and they saluted with their hands raised:
"Tongtianmen and above, please welcome the Lord of the Eighth Peak to ascend to the upper realm."

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(End of this chapter)