Chapter 220 Climbing the Immortal Mountain
Dingzhou, climb the Immortal Mountain.
This mountain is not very high, with layers of green hills, but it has a unique scenery.
At this time, a group of scholars came to the foot of the mountain. Seeing a large number of craftsmen, they couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are you waiting for?"
"Are you all here to take part in the Autumn Examination?"
The craftsmen saw this and immediately did not dare to neglect it . They bowed and said, "This Dengxian Mountain was bought by a group of Taoists, who said they wanted to worship the immortals... We were hired by Tongxuan Temple to build the Taoist temple..."
"I see, immortal? But is it true?"
A scholar suddenly became interested and said to those around him with a smile: "My fellow brothers, since we can't see the scenery this time, it would be nice to visit the immortals..."
"If you want to ask this, you might as well listen to what Brother Ning has to say... After all, all the rumors about immortals and monsters first came from Zhengyang Prefecture." Another scholar in blue said.
"this……"
Ning Boshang was among them, a little hesitant.
If it were in the past, he would definitely say something like "A gentleman does not talk about strange, supernatural things ".
But now, he had seen the white ape with his own eyes.
I also personally experienced the chaos caused by fake gold in the capital city.
At this time , he dared not say whether it was true or not, but just said: "There is no smoke without fire, there may be smoke without fire. Although we are scholars, we should still be polite in our words and not offend each other..."
"We are scholars, and this is the autumn examination season. Who dares to move?"
The leading scholar was very brave and laughed heartily.
Ning Boshang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
The Autumn Examination was a major event for the state, and even if there was a military riot in Zhengyang Prefecture, it had nothing to do with him.
After all, no matter what monsters or rebellions there are, how can they be as important as taking the imperial examination?
So, he came anyway.
"Once I left Zhengyang Prefecture, I felt like I was still in a peaceful and prosperous era. Even the Autumn Examination was not delayed... That's right, the court must maintain its dignity after all. If even the examination was delayed, wouldn't it be an admission that Wang Shun had disrupted the state? Would those officials still have their official hats?"
"However, if the chaos continues, this may be the last election in this state, and I don't know when the next one will be..."
Ning Boshang was not too worried about Zhengyang Prefecture.
After seeing the white ape, he secretly moved his family out.
With the help of my fellow magistrates, everything went smoothly.
At this point, even if there was chaos in Zhengyang Prefecture, it would have nothing to do with him.
As he was pondering, a young Taoist priest came towards him.
Ning Boshang felt that it looked familiar. He looked at it, but couldn't remember where it was, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.
On the other hand, the young Taoist priest, upon seeing Ning Boshang, exclaimed and stopped, "It is an old friend meeting. Are you here to take the imperial examination? With your literary talent, you will surely pass this time. Congratulations to you in advance."
"Eh? Taoist priest?"
Ning Boshang rubbed his eyes and finally connected this young Taoist with an old Taoist in his memory: " Are you... Taoist Master Tonghezi? How come... you have become younger?"
"It is this poor Taoist!"
Tong Hezi smiled and said, "I was lucky enough to be accepted as a disciple by the master, who gave me a magic pill, so that I can have a new lease of life..."
As for selling the entire Tongxuan Temple, that goes without saying.
"Master Tong Hezi? The abbot of Tong Xuan Temple who is very efficacious? How... is this possible?"
Among the scholars from other prefectures, some had been to Tongxuan Temple and seen the old Taoist priest, and they couldn't help but scream at this moment.
"How can ordinary people understand the secrets of my immortal way?"
Tong Hezi was full of pride, and bowed his head and said, "Everyone... I will open the gates of the mountain on the fifteenth of next month. You may come and take a look. There may be some benefits. We will meet again if we are lucky."
As he said this, he spread his sleeves and went up the mountain.
"Master, I have never heard of the name of this mountain sect..."
Ning Boshang called out subconsciously.
"Fang Xian Dao!"
The hills are quiet, only Tonghezi's voice is still echoing, with the rhythm of Taoism, which is fascinating.
…
Dengxian Peak, there is a stone platform somewhere on the cliff.
Fang Xian sat cross-legged with a graceful and elegant posture, which almost made people think that he was about to ascend to heaven in the next moment.
"Alchemist, second level, completed... What are those monsters doing?"
Feeling the magic seed of 'Daluo Dongxuan Secret View' in his body merged with the power of the true spirit and promoted to the second-level 'Magic Master', Fang Xian was speechless.
At this time, I saw someone exercising with stones at the foot of the mountain.
He has successfully built his foundation. If he practices a little now and replenishes himself with the power of calamity, he will become a rare great master and a Taoist expert in the world.
'He went to Zhengyang Prefecture and took the calamity power there to lay the foundation, and that's it. He can now be considered a first-class alchemist...'
Of course, although they are both at the first level, Fang Xian, whose foundation is based on the calamity power of world destruction, is hundreds or thousands of times better than him.
'In fact... the calamity power of world destruction is too much and too rich... I wasted most of it. After all... the Taoist priests haven't deduced the follow-up yet, so how can I level up?'
However, due to the previous accumulation, plus the brewing calamity in this world, he actually broke through the second level.
The first level of a Taoist priest is to lay the foundation for robbery power.
The second level is when the magic is transformed into seeds and combined with the true spirit.
Fang Xian had a bird's-eye view and had actually completed this step long ago. When the calamity force gathered, it would naturally be accomplished.
Even while he was still in the process of promotion, he realized the next level.
"A third-level alchemist cultivates his soul and spirit, and can travel with his spirit?"
"This is another transformation among the nine transformations of Gangsha. We can cooperate and practice with each other. It is called 'Youshen Yuqi'!"
After cultivating into a 'Yin God', with the mind and soul controlling the Qi, one can fly across the sky and travel thousands of miles at night.
Fang Xian glanced at his attribute column:
…
[Name: Fang Xian]
[Profession: Alchemist (Level 2)]
[Magic Technique: Daluo Dongxuan Secret View (Level 3), Gangsha Nine Transformations (Third Transformation)]
[Taoism: ???, Martial Arts: ???, Weird: ???]
[Reincarnation: Charging]
…
While he was contemplating, Tong Hezi came again and bowed deeply: "Greetings, Master."
As a reward for his surrender, Fang Xian gave him a "Flesh Returning Pill", which is actually a technique to adjust the body by transforming blood into flesh.
Even for a mortal body, the maximum lifespan is actually 200 years. However, due to various daily consumption and wear and tear, the ancients had difficulty living beyond the age of 100.
Fang Xian only stimulated their original vitality and prolonged their lifespan.
In the eyes of these Taoists, it is the supreme means of rejuvenation, and they can't wait to worship it.
"Well, have you collected all the herbs?"
In response to his disciples' greetings, Fang Xian opened and closed his eyes slightly and asked a question.
"It's all ready. Master Miaoyu has made a great contribution." Tong Hezi said seriously, "The construction of the Taoist temple has been basically completed, and the invitations to the celebration have also been sent out..."
"Don't bother me with such mundane matters."
Fang Xian waved his hand and stroked his brow.
He just had a sudden impulse, but he felt the calamity power boiling and becoming even more turbulent.
I don't know what the monsters' subordinates did, or whether Fang Xiandao touched a certain barrier. In short...
'The peaceful and prosperous era of the Great Zhou Dynasty is about to end!'
