The cranes chirp in the courtyard, and the peaks of flowers emerge from the clouds.
The scenery of the upper and lower peaks of Siling Mountain is a wonder.
The snow is covered with snow below, and the coldness has not yet melted; the flowers and grass are growing on it, and the divine light is everlasting.
The land is filled with dust and smoke, and the palace of immortals is covered with smoke.
Even if the environment is difficult, the aura of heaven and earth is rich. Even if it is difficult to climb the mountain, looking up at it is a holy miracle.
Hence, at the foot of Mount Siling, there are still various major spirit refining forces gathered together.
For nothing else.
Here, if you look up, you will see the Holy Palace!
The Holy Palace is the highest institution of learning in the minds of the major spiritual masters in the five continents, a paradise comparable to the Guizhe Holy Mountain, and the place where a saint makes his fortune.
There is a saying: "In the beginning of the mysterious clouds, the foot of the Siling Mountain was called a different world. The old sages traveled through the ups and downs of the world. One blue and one yellow were immortals and sages."
At the foot of Siling Mountain, too many people have seen the legend of the mainland’s semi-saint entering the world.
There are indeed semi-saints in this world.
However, unlike the half-saints who are the executors who are higher than human beings on Guizhe Holy Mountain, the saints on Siling Mountain are closest to the world of spiritual refining.
They walked from the bottom of the spiritual master, just like climbing Mount Siling, which reaches into the clouds. Step by step, they reached the peak.
Just hearing about these holy miracles can give people endless motivation to practice cultivation.
Not to mention that at the foot of Mount Siling, there are indeed too many people who have seen the semi-sage enter the world and received guidance.
The reason why the Holy Palace is the Holy Palace is this!
…
Siling Mountain, Leiming Peak.
A colorful divine light rose up from the thundering peaks among the clouds and mist, and disappeared among the clouds. Then...
“Boom!”
The sky shook and there was a loud noise.
Not only can the outstanding figures from various peaks of the Siling Mountain be glimpsed, but also the spirit-refining forces at the foot of the Siling Mountain can be heard and witnessed by travelers.
“Holy miracle!”
“This is a miracle!”
There are those who come here for the first time and are distracted by admiring the holy relics. Anyone who can set foot in this place knows that Mount Siling thunders day and night. This is a punishment from heaven and an attempt by a saint.
As for what the attempt was, probably no one knows.
After all, how can ordinary people secretly spy on the actions of saints?
However, just seeing that thunderous calamity destroying the world, and yet being judged by the holy power at the halfway point, such a majestic sight can make people feel quite enlightened.
The power of disaster is very attractive to those who are at the top of the Dao of Killing, but who dare not yet accept the "Nine Deaths Thunder Tribulation".
Hence, there are people hiding everywhere at the foot of the Siling Mountains, and you can probably find at least one Dao-killing level enlightenment person by just grabbing them.
These people come here because they want to see a breakthrough.
There are those who succeed, and there are also those who fail.
Even if the number of people who fail and fall is too high, it is still worth it for those who pursue the supreme way.
At least, here, you can observe the coming of the power of disaster several times every day.
But elsewhere, Zhan Dao is already at his peak.
Aside from the battle of life and death, who else can show great kindness and let outsiders observe and understand their own abilities?
Thunder struck the world, and was finally wiped out.
The birds and beasts return to their normal state and fly calmly.
After the sound of a crane chirping, the seekers on Siling Mountain looked up and returned to the state of cultivation. Scenes like this are commonplace.
Thunder Peak, the main mountain.
This mountain is extremely high and majestic, but it is quiet and ethereal, as if it is a place where no one has set foot.
However, there is a very unique thatched hut among the mountains behind it, which are several feet high, among tens of feet of extraordinary flowers and plants, and hundreds of feet of peerless ancient trees.
This house is very small, with white walls and no roof.
White thatched hut!
The thunderous rays of light emerged from here, and after astonishing the world, they also disappeared from here.
The legend of Siling Mountain comes from this, and the sacred relics of White Thatched Cottage are also spread throughout the world.
Just because of this, the real dweller is half holy, and his honorary name is "Jinzhao".
No one dares to say his real name, but it will always be passed down in the world: Long Rongzhi!
…
The white wooden door of the thatched hut was suddenly pushed open, and the sound it made was very hard.
The door was only halfway through, and it seemed to be stuck. After pushing forward for two more times, there was a "bang" and the entire door panel hit the ground heavily.
"Well?"
There was a sound of surprise inside.
The hand that pushed the door was retracted immediately, and an old man with black hair came out.
It can be seen from the unkempt hair, dirty body, and burnt hands, but there are little white spots hidden in various places.
This old man should probably have gray hair, a fairy-like figure dressed in white clothes, a boyish face with white hair, and beautiful skin...
But now, everything is completely opposite.
“Failed again...ah!”
Long Rongzhi sighed, but suddenly choked on himself.
Immediately, my Adam's apple rolled and my mouth slurred.
“Ahem…”
“he~legs!”
A mouthful of sticky, jet-black, unknown stuff was spat out. Long Rongzhi felt better and moved his hand.
Holy power leads to energy, spiritual energy turns into spring.
After taking several sips, he became more energetic and said with enthusiasm:
“As expected, these elixirs that have not been punished by thunder will be of no use even if they are exploded using the ‘Ember Light Condensing Pill Technique’ and swallowed before they fail.”
“Thunder strikes will still strike, and elixirs will still be unpalatable.”
“Even the trace of divinity that was there before was completely disintegrated before it became a pill.”
“How to break it?”
He scratched his head anxiously.
It seems that this is a problem that has been bothering me for a long time and I have never been able to find a solution.
After staggering for dozens of steps outside, walking from the tattered and charred trees nearby to the tall medicinal herbs with radiant light outside, Long Rongzhi turned back and stepped between the white thatched huts.
Feeling confused.
Look up at the sky.
The white thatched hut has no roof, so it is easy to peek into the outside world.
The clouds of calamity are dissipating.
The fairy clouds are rising lightly, but the blue sky remains the same.
Exploding the furnace cannot change anything in this world. Only a momentary fluctuation seems to be able to stir up a little excitement in this endless world.
“Aren’t you here yet?”
The whisper of Dragon Melt.
At this moment, the chirping of a crane finally reached my ears.
Outside the Thunder Peak, under the guidance of the divine light, a man dressed in black stepped lightly on a crane and landed gracefully at the door of the slightly burnt white thatched cottage.
This is a middle-aged man with a respectful face, thick black hair, and deep eye sockets, with a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle.
He has no eyebrows.
However, the high cheekbones and brow bones are embedded in shadows. Even if there are no eyebrows, it does not affect the appearance of this fierce-looking man in the slightest.
“Master.”
The man bowed slightly, with a respectful expression on his face.
“Xiao Lin is here?”
Long Rongzhi's face suddenly lit up with joy, and he beckoned: "Come in, come in, my master just has a question to ask you, that is, there is a flaw in the 'Violent Posing Holy Pill'..."
Mu Lin’s mouth twitched imperceptibly, and he hurriedly said: “Wait a minute.”
"Um?"
Long Rongzhi stopped and said happily: "Do you have a solution?"
"none."
Mu Lin stepped into the room, stood on one side, and bowed again: "I will study the various pills you took later. Don't be in a hurry. Why are you calling me here this time?"
What he knows.
If he didn't ask the question himself, the master in front of him could stop him and ask him questions for three and a half days without stopping.
The point is that these trivial matters are of no use even if they are solved.
Today is the "Violent Posing Pill", tomorrow it will be the "Super Congestion Pill", and the day after tomorrow there will be the "Yi Ni Hegemonic Pill"...
If the master could put this weird idea into studying the way of the Holy Emperor, it is estimated that hundreds of years ago, the strength should be able to go further.
But……
pity!
Mu Lin regrets that his master has become a semi-sage and has not made any progress in hundreds of years.
Mingming Jinzhao is of the same lineage and was born to fight, but he went astray and put all his energy into alchemy. It was simply a waste of talent!
But this is his master, the master who has brought him out of his childhood, just like a father.
No matter how old and foolish you are, the younger generation can only rely on them and not disobey them.
"oh."
“There seems to be something...”
Long Rongzhi lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a long time. Finally, he remembered something and started to touch around on his body.
After a long time, he dug out a charred piece of paper from the inner button of his sleeve robe, with less than half of it left after being blown up. Then he stared at the paper for a long time, "What is it?"
Mu Lin sighed, took the note, read it, and said: "Holy Kui paper...how did you blow up like this?"
Saint Kui wood is probably the most fearless medicinal tree in the world.
Even if it is calcined with white flame, it will not be destroyed even if it takes less than half a day.
Hearing this, Long Rongzhi suddenly became interested.
"Fried!"
“Violent Poshengwan!”
"Yes, I wanted to ask you just now. Although this pill cannot help you become a saint, as long as you hold the divinity, the power of the explosion can be increased to several levels. This thing can save your life. Let's study it..."
“Master!” Mu Lin interrupted, “Have you also forgotten the Holy Kui paper?”
"Um?"
Long Rongzhi tilted his head and gave a low voice of doubt, his expression emotionless.
Mu Lin sighed: "Senior brother indeed left the palace decades ago and failed to fulfill his obligation to support you, but I am here!"
“You don’t need to worry about those chores, I’ll just take care of them.”
"But this holy paper is the only way to contact you two. You can't forget this, right?"
Long Rongzhi turned his head and looked at the large bathtub surrounded by five people in front of him. He said nothing, looking like a very angry little old man.
Mu Lin continued: "It is indeed wrong that he has not sent you a message or come back to see you in these years. But because of this, the Holy Kui paper can still be delivered, which shows that the matter is serious."
As he spoke, he put away the completely blackened half piece of paper and inquired: "You must have read the contents above. Now that it has been bombed, I can't see anything. Please tell me so that I can take care of it.
?”
“Nothing.”
Long Melt’s head doesn’t even look back.
Mu Lin sighed, it was always difficult for him to match the master he had at this moment with the master who was so illustrious decades ago and would violently kill someone even if they didn't agree with each other.
At that time, Master was worthy of the name "Long Rongzhi".
Now, it’s just a “zhi” at best…
But he was full of slander and did not dare to speak. Mu Lin pretended to turn around and said: "Master, if there is nothing else, I will retreat first?"
"etc!"
Long Rongzhi stood up immediately, saw his apprentice turning his head and looking over, tugged the corner of his mouth, and said: "I called you here this time because of the method of maintaining the divinity of the 'Violent Posing Holy Pill'. You go back and study this thing carefully.
I will tell you the solution as a teacher later."
“Hmm.” Mu Lin nodded: “What else?”
“You haven’t given me the solution to the last ‘Holy Roar Heart-Splitting Pill’ yet.” Long Rongzhi narrowed his eyes.
“Okay, my apprentice is almost here, and she will give you the follow-up instructions.” Mu Lin said with a brow, “Then?”
…”
After a few breaths of silence, Long Rongzhi finally sighed.
“Then there’s one more little thing... Something must have happened to your senior brother. You should investigate. He sent a message. There is an apprentice named Xu Xiaoshou in the Eastern Region.”
The words stopped abruptly.
Long Rongzhi finished speaking quickly, then sat down again, looking at the alchemy furnace with an expression that said, "That's it, you can do it, I'm going to make the elixir."
"good."
Mu Lin raised the corners of his lips, and without asking any further questions, nodded and turned around to leave.
He had already known that something happened to his senior brother beforehand. He just waited for the master to say it out of his mouth, hoping that it would melt the ice in his heart.
As for having an apprentice...
“Xu Xiaoshou, right?”
Mu Lin pondered, this matter is easy to handle, it can be solved in one sentence.
"Snapped!"
The wooden door was reinstalled.
Through the white thatched hut, Long Rongzhi looked at Mu Lin who was leaving quickly, and his expression became serious.
He had a total of two apprentices throughout his life.
The eldest brother, Sang Qiye, and the second child, Mu Lin, were both the thorns in their hearts that were tortured from the beginning.
It’s just that the development paths of the two are completely opposite.
I thought that the boss, who had a relatively peaceful personality, would stay with me, but I never thought that the boy would be the first to leave, and even left with hatred.
Lao Er, who is known for being gloomy and ruthless, is actually the one who pays most attention to emotions.
Over the years, except for going out on missions, I basically served him in the Holy Palace, without any complaints, and never left.
“Xiao Sang…”
Long Rongzhi murmured in a daze, suddenly thought of something, stood up and knocked the wooden door away with a bang.
“Holy Kui paper! Give it back to me, give it back to me!”
Mu Lin, who was riding the crane, didn’t even look back: “At the door.”
Long Rong was startled, turned around, and kicked the door panel open. The blackened half piece of Holy Kui paper lay alone.
He picked it up like a treasure, took it back carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time.
“Boom!”
There was a muffled sound in the house, and then the temperature around the room rose sharply.
Long Rongzhi's old eyes widened, and he realized that when he was lost in concentration just now, the liquid in the alchemy cauldron was out of control.
He tried to turn around to make a rescue, but with a loud bang, a beam of divine light burst into the sky.
Then the sky thundered and rumbled.
A burning smell instantly spread from the surroundings of the white thatched cottage.
“Holy miracle!”
"Oh my god, it's another holy miracle. This time the interval is so short. The saint is taking pity on us again."
“He who hears the Tao in the morning will die in the evening.”
At the foot of Siling Mountain, those who looked up at the sky cheered again.
…
.
“Here, Master.”
"I heard that you have a new female apprentice. Is her qualifications acceptable?"
Inside the spiritual residence, Mu Lin looked at the man in white.
This is his only disciple who has grown up, and he is currently the person in charge of Jinzhao's lineage among the four lines of the Holy Palace.
"Yes."
Bai Qian nodded and said: "Although she is born as a girl, she has a strong will and can bear the pain. She has a militant personality and is not inferior to others. She is not obsessed with alchemy. Master, don't worry."
Mu Lin nodded slightly, his face expressionless.
"I'm calling you here for two reasons."
He raised his first finger and said: "First, go to Guizhe Holy Mountain. There is a person you want to protect, named Sang Qiye. If you can't do it, bring your head to see him."
Bai Zian was startled.
He knew that his master was vigorous and resolute in his work and had a sinister style, but in the past, when he assigned tasks, he had never had such terrible consequences!
This "mulberry seven leaves"...
After thinking for a moment, Bai Qian felt that the name sounded familiar.
“Saint slave?”
His heart suddenly twitched.
Sang Qiye, isn’t he the second-in-command of the Holy Slaves that has gone viral recently, and the greatest achievement of the Holy Temple’s siege of the White Cave in the Eastern Territory?
“Well, your uncle.”
Mu Lin said calmly: "Next time, be careful not to use the word 'saint slave' again. If your master hears about this, then you can kill yourself."
"Well!"
Sweat suddenly appeared on Bai Xian's forehead, "Okay...but, he is a saint after all...well, after all, he was caught by the Holy Temple. How can you protect such a big thing?"
Mu Lin frowned when he heard this: "You ask me?"
Bai Zian retreated in fright.
“No, no, I’m just curious, that’s all! This is something I should consider, and I will take care of it in the future.”
After a pause, he quickly changed the topic.
“Third, what about the second thing?”
…
Bai Zianling lives inside.
.
“Yes, Master!”
The sound of shouting suddenly started.
The girl was carrying the big alchemy cauldron, her big eyes widened with a look of reverence.
Bai Zian closed his eyes, then rubbed his ears, opened his eyes and looked at the blood-stained big alchemy cauldron on his disciple's back.
“You killed someone again?”
“No! Master!”
Hua Xi solemnly said: "There was a guy who didn't know what he was doing. He dismissed the elixirs of my Jinzhao lineage as dirt. I gave him a try and he is much more cheerful now!"
“You made the elixir, right?” Bai Qian sighed.
"yes!"
Hua Yi's sapphire-like eyes sparkled, and he added: "It's the 'Kong Ming Dan' newly taught to me by my master. As you said, the recipe comes from my ancestor, so it's from the Jinzhao lineage!"
Bai Zian is silent.
When she is silent, this disciple is a very refined woman, but this character...
She doesn’t dare to be presumptuous in front of herself, right?
Bai Qian had heard that all her peers in the entire Holy Palace, who dared not buy her to make elixirs, had all been blasted by the cauldron and refined.
I don’t know if asking her to go out this time is really a good thing?
It shouldn't cause any trouble, after all, it is necessary to go out and experience it... After thinking about it for a while, Bai Zian made a decision.
“As a teacher, I am leaving the Holy Palace and going to Guizhe Holy Mountain for a while to meet a person.”
Before he finished speaking, Hua Shi's eyes suddenly brightened: "How long?!"
Bai Qian: “…”
He gave the apprentice a hard shudder, "Don't even think about causing trouble! During this period, you also have tasks!"
"oh."
Hua Shi’s eyes dimmed instantly and she pouted. She didn’t like tasks, she liked to beat people.
“What’s the mission?”
Bai Qian took out an envelope from his arms, held it very hesitantly, and finally handed it over and said: "Go to the Eastern Region, the Eastern Heaven Realm, find a person named Xu Xiaoshou, and give him this thing."
“Leave the Holy Palace?!”
Hua Huao raised his head, his big eyes full of excitement.
“Boom!”
Bai Qian knocked his head hard again and cursed: "This task was sent by your priest ancestor. Seriously, if you can't complete it, you will... you don't have to come back."
"No need to come back?" Hua Yi didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all and became even more excited.
Bai Qian’s expression turned solemn: “If you don’t come back, it means you will be kicked out of the school.”
"Well."
At this time, Hua Shi froze, with a stern look on his face, and returned to ask: "Who is he? What is his name? What is the mission? Can you read this envelope? By the way, Eastern Region? Where are you going?"
Bai Qian: "..."
“One last time!”
He angrily slapped the confused girl on the head and said heavily: "In Dongtian King City, find a person, Xu Xiaoshou, and give him the envelope!"
“Oh, Xu Xiaoshou, who is it?”
"Your master's master's senior brother's apprentice, the only apprentice. If you screw up on this matter, do you know the consequences?"
Hua Shi was stunned for a while. After lingering for a long time, she said in shock: "My uncle?"
“Your uncle!” Bai Qian roared angrily.
"Oh oh oh."
Only then did Hua Shi realize the difficulty of the task.
Master’s senior brother?
Then this is a bit difficult to handle!
“Uncle Master...is also from Jinzhao’s lineage? Is he easy to get along with? Is he as good-tempered as your master, or is he the same type with a gloomy personality? How old is he? Is he not scary? Do you eat or not..."
"Shut up!!!"
"oh."
Hua Yi suddenly fell silent. After a long time, she opened a gap between her lips and blinked: "How can I find him?"
Bai Qian was angry: "You ask me?"
“Oh, this is what I should consider, it’s my task, isn’t it?”
Hua Xie immediately slapped her chest and said tremblingly: "Okay, I will definitely complete the task!"
Suddenly he seemed to be discouraged and his eyes lost their luster.
How can I find someone if I don’t have any information?
"You have to reveal some information. If he is like Master, I don't dare to get close..." Hua Shi couldn't help but speak.
"well."
Bai Qian sighed.
His master Mu Lin actually didn't give much information, just the name and location.
But being able to become the apprentice of his own senior uncle, that is, the senior brother he has never met...
No matter what, it must be very strong, right?
“Your uncle...that is, the master Sang that I told you, is a genius who has crushed a generation of people in the Holy Palace, including your priest ancestor.”
"His apprentice, no matter what, is better than your master and me. Since he is not famous in the world, it means he is a low-key person."
“But no matter how low-key you are, if your abilities are there, at least you will be famous.”
"If you are looking for someone... Although the Eastern Territory is very big, you should be able to know all about this kind of people after you go to the Eastern Heaven Realm and make some inquiries."
In the end, Bai Zian was not as ruthless as his master Mu Lin.
Don't say anything, just ask the disciple to perform the task.
He was quite satisfied with Hua Shi, his disciple, except for the fact that he was too bellicose.
Especially the one where alchemy is doomed to be a dead end.
In this way, he no longer needs to be talked about too much by his master.
Jinzhao Semi-Saint was too obsessed with alchemy, which caused Master Mu Lin to reject alchemy. Everyone in the Holy Palace knew this.
“Go!”
Bai Zian waved his hand and didn't want to say anything more.
He still has his own affairs, a big thing that he has to take back if he can't finish it.
I don’t know if I can see this disciple again after this journey...
Uncle Sang……
well!
The affairs of the Holy Palace are already busy enough. No matter whether there are any results from this trip, I will be busy again when I come back.
Moreover, we are still stuck at the time point when the Holy Palace Trial is about to begin.
Two words, difficult to handle.
“Okay!”
Hua Shi smiled heartlessly and brightly, jumped up and left.
The big cauldron carried on the back vibrated as the people jumped, making a dull sound every time, and there was a faint wailing sound.
Bai Zian was absent-minded and didn't notice at all.
"Shut up."
But the disciple's stern low voice caught his ears and made him understand something.
After being startled for a moment, Bai Zian became furious.
“Hua Shi, free me! You still want to refine people to death? It’s simply lawless!”