Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Chapter 176 Longevity but Immortality (Updated)

"Hahahaha!"

Master Yueyue laughed, ignored the young man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and turned into a rainbow light and disappeared without a trace.

After Master Yunyue left, Yan Xiao dared to show up with Du Yu and Chen Guang.

"Senior Sister Yan, the real person took the last token from this young man." Chen Guang's face almost wrinkled.

Now that there is no token, it will be difficult for them to leave this palace.

Yan Xiao's expression was also quite ugly.

After thinking for a moment, Yan Xiao sighed: "That's all, let's wake up this young man first."

"If he can have the fourth token, he must have a chance."

"However, in the realm of Qi training, if you can reach the bottom of the abyss of the Xuanmo Sea, there must be someone behind it."

Du Yu said helplessly: "You boy, if Senior Sister Yan hadn't cast a spell to save you, you would be a dead person right now. Why are you still thinking about the token?"

The things on the incense table had long been covered in dust and decayed, except for the painting hanging on the wall that was well preserved.

Abao was originally an ordinary boy in the great world of Panfeng. By chance, he got the attention of an immortal named Master Shen. He thought he had a pure heart and took him under his sect.

The next moment, the real person Yueyue also appeared on the painting.

The back hall is also tall and empty, with jade pillars supporting the hall. At the core is a huge incense table.

The painting depicts a mountainous area with green pines and cypresses and gurgling water.

Abao shook his head: "No."

Abao said with a mournful face: "Grandpa Shen has clearly calculated that there should be no talented people in this palace. How can there be evil people here?!"

Master Yueyue activated the oval token, and a beam of light was cast on the painting to cover it.

"Yes, that god's name is Tianluo Mingyu."

Abao said.

Abao nodded.

Yan Xiao suddenly felt a sense of absurdity and fear in her heart.

Yan Xiao breathed a long sigh of relief: "Ah Bao, can you contact Immortal Shen and ask him to take us all out?"

Yan Xiao suddenly burst into laughter and rushed back.

Looking up, we can see a village with people on the mountainside and a small temple with incense lingering inside.

Panfeng Great World majors in Shinto, whether it is Immortal or Demon Race, they are all suppressed under Shinto.

"Quick, go find Lingyuan and Guanghui!"

"This is Zhaoyuan Cave. It's really extraordinary."

Abao is not from this world, he comes from another world called Panfeng World.

"God Lord Tianluo Mingyu is still alive. If that person finds the remnant soul of the true Lord, then everything will be over!"

Is it possible that there are still people alive in this palace?

Chen Guang heard this and said quickly: "Boy, don't talk nonsense! If you offend the real person, you and I will die here!"

God Lord Tianluo Mingyu is not completely dead yet? !

The young man said: "The boy's name is A Bao. Grandpa Shen sent me in."

After a period of spinning, Master Yueyue found himself standing at the foot of a majestic mountain range.

Yan Xiao waved his hand: "It's just a matter of convenience. Who are you and how did you come to this palace?"

Later, Mr. Shen made some calculations and found that Abao's chance of becoming a Taoist was not in the immortal way but in the divine way.

There is a small temple in the mountains, and it seems that someone is worshiping at the small temple.

"What?! The remnant soul of the Divine Lord?" Du Yu was stunned.

At the same time, Master Yueyue had already passed through the front hall and main hall and arrived at the back hall.

Yan Xiao grasped the key point at this time: "Ah Bao, are you saying that Immortal Shen is now outside the world of mountains and rivers, and he used his magical power to send you here?"

Not long after, the young man woke up from his coma. After groping his chest in panic, he said with a panic look on his face: "The token, the token is missing!"

Abao said: "Grandpa Shen asked me to come here to find the remnant soul of a divine king."

It happened that Mr. Shen was good at divination. After figuring out where Abao's chance was, he went outside the mountains and rivers in person. He used his magical power to teleport Abao here with the token, so that Abao could find the precious opportunity.

Hearing this, the young man looked at Yan Xiao and quickly saluted and thanked him: "Thank you so much, Fairy Yan, for saving me. I will never forget Fairy's life-saving grace."

With that said, Yan Xiao walked over to the unconscious young man, turned his magic power into spiritual energy and passed it over, repairing the young man's damaged internal organs, seven meridians and eight meridians.

But I never thought that as soon as Abao came in, the token was taken away by Master Yueyue, and he was beaten to the point of almost reincarnation.

It's a pity that although Abao works hard, he always makes some mistakes when doing things, resulting in his failure to succeed.

Yan Xiao sighed. If he continues to stay here, no one will be able to survive until Master Yueyue gets what he wants!
But Du Yu asked casually: "Ah Bao, why did Immortal Shen ask you to come here to find an opportunity?"

After that, Abao told the reason.

Perceiving the speed of time passing in this world and the completely invisible inspiration, Master Yueyue knew that this space was different.

Time passes at a completely different speed from the outside world. This is no longer a treasure that can be described by ordinary spiritual treasures.

With excitement, Master Yueyue began to climb the mountain step by step.

Although there is no inspiration in this world, Master Yueyue's own magic power can be mobilized, but only a little bit less.

To be on the safe side, Master Yueyue did not mobilize his magic power, but climbed up the mountain like ordinary people.

Halfway up the mountain, Master Yueyue saw a peaceful and peaceful village.

"It's a foreigner!"

"Someone is coming from outside!"

The villagers who were farming were very surprised when they discovered the real Yuanyue.

"Oh, it's rare for a foreigner to come."

"Why, the war outside is over?"

The gray-haired old village chief came over on his back. Master Yueyue nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, the war outside has ended, it is safe now."

"This is a great event. We have been hiding in this mountain for thousands of years and have been waiting for this moment." The old village chief burst into tears with excitement.

"Hurry up and ask the aunties to make fires, cook, kill chickens and pigs, and after entertaining the guests, we are ready to go out."

After hearing the old village chief's words, the villagers cheered and went to inform the aunts.

There are also some hunters in the village who go up the mountain with hunting bows on their backs.

Master Yueyue smiled and was invited to his home by the old village chief to drink tea and chat with him.

"Guest, I don't know what your name is yet." the old village chief asked.

"Just call me Yueyue." At this moment, the real Yueyue was polite and looked like an ordinary scholar.

"I still don't know how to call the village chief?" Master Yueyue asked.

The old village chief said slowly: "My name is Zhaoxu, and our entire village is descended from the Zhao people."

Master Yueyue suddenly realized.

Then the old village chief of Zhaoxu told Master Yueyue about their origins.

The Zhao clan was originally a large and prosperous family. There were ancestors in the clan who had perfected their merits and became gods.

Later, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the world changed drastically.

For a time, the world was full of wars.

The clan leader at that time burned incense and asked the ancestors for guidance, and the ancestors asked them to come to this mountain to avoid disaster.

This hiding lasts for a thousand years.

Originally, there were more than a dozen villages of the Zhao people living and thriving in this mountain, but now only a few hundred people in this last village are left.

As he said that, Zhaoxu couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, just a war has almost cut off the bloodline of my family."

Master Yueyue said with relief: "Now that the war has stopped, the Zhao clan will surely be able to thrive again when they come out of the mountains."

Zhaoxu also stroked his beard and smiled: "Yes, yes, with the blessing of our ancestors, our Zhao clan will surely prosper again."

During the conversation, the tribesmen outside were already killing chickens and pigs, and grilling meat for food.

The aroma of food wafted in, and Zhaoxu smiled and said: "Guests, come and go, come to the banquet."

At this time, Master Yueyue unknowingly forgot his purpose of coming here, and followed Zhaoxu to the banquet with a smile.

I saw that a bonfire had been set up in front of the small temple in the village, pork was stewed in the big cauldron, and whole chickens were roasted on the bonfire.

Both young and old, women and children were laughing and celebrating the end of the war.

Even Master Yueyue was happy for them.

Soon, Zhaoxu said: "Such a happy event should be sacrificed to the ancestors."

"My sons, have you prepared your animals?"

Someone shouted: "Old village chief, we have been ready for a long time."

Master Yueyue watched the villagers beating gongs and drums, playing music for joy, and brought the pig's, sheep's and cow's heads to the small temple.

Zhaoxu took the lead, and the whole village, men, women, old and young, kowtowed together.

Master Yueyue looked curiously and saw that there was only one clay statue in the small temple. The statue was so ugly that it could only be recognized as a human figure.

Wearing a Xuanzhang suit made of linen and a seven-pointed crown made of branches, it looked quite ridiculous, except that the seal and ribbon hanging around his waist seemed to be made of jade.

In front of the statue of the god, there is a tablet.

Master Yueyue read softly: "In the southern region, the sky falls to the god Mingyu, the spiritual position of Zhaoyuan."

The villagers also started to worship: "The ancestor of the Zhao clan, the god of Tianluo Mingyu, Zhaoyuan."

There was a rumble and thunder fell.

The strong wind suddenly rose, and the ugly statue suddenly became clear, and then the facial features and intelligent expression appeared.

Master Yueyue walked forward in a daze, passed over the villagers who had froze for some time, and placed the crown and mysterious robe he had obtained on the incense table.

The crowned black robe immediately fell on the statue, fitting tightly, and the statue in the small temple, which was only three feet high, suddenly began to grow larger and became more majestic and solemn.

When Master Yueyue woke up, he was already standing on the incense table and turned into a clay statue.

And a man wearing a seven-pointed crown and seven chapters of mysterious robes stood opposite him.

He wears a seal ribbon on his waist and hangs a gold medal from Zhaoyuan Cave. He is so powerful that he looks like an abyss or a prison.

In the man, Master Yueyue seemed to see the clouds in the sky, the majestic palace, and the divine king sitting on the throne.

The Lord God took one step and appeared at the foot of the mountain. He took another step and this painting appeared.

At this time, in front of the main hall, the moon in the sky was dim and broken, and the moonlight in the sky lost its spiritual energy.

Jiang Sheng and Guang Hui came out of the golden bowl. Seeing this sudden change, they both felt something bad in their hearts.

"Lingyuan! Guanghui! It's not good!"

Yan Xiao dragged a young man and rushed over suddenly, with a horrified look on his face.

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Sheng and Guang Hui both turned to look in the direction of the back hall of the palace.

The divine light bloomed, the sky was filled with flowers, and a thousand-foot-long divine man appeared out of thin air.

He wears a seven-pointed crown on his head, a mysterious robe with seven chapters, a seal on his waist, and a jade scepter in his hand. His face is majestic, as if he is a god in charge of the common people.

"I'm late"

Yan Xiao looked desperate.

The young man collapsed on the ground with a pale face.

Jiang Sheng and Guang Hui also looked solemn.

The god-man stood in the cave, and for a moment the sound of heavy footsteps could be heard all around.

Jade statues of divine soldiers appeared from all directions, all worshiping the divine man who stood tall on the sky and on the earth.

"God Lord Tianluo Mingyu!"

(End of this chapter)