Chapter 61: The Overgrown Mountain

  In the small space of Xijiao Zoo, Fang Ling held a golden long knife with a length of five feet and a width of five inches in his hand.

  Although there is no sunlight in this small space, when one's gaze falls on this golden knife, it still gives people a dazzling feeling.

  "Hmm"

  Fang Ling swung his sword and slashed it onto a boulder. The boulder, which was about three feet thick, split into two segments under the blade's light.

  Looking at the golden long knife with its still brand-new blade, a satisfied smile appeared on Fang Ling's face.

  By his side were thirty-five golden long knives, all exactly alike.

  After a moment of contemplation, Fang Ling took out a jade slip from his storage bag and began to read it slowly.

  He sometimes frowned and sometimes smiled, as if he had a slight realization.

  Three days later, within a hundred feet of space below the Monkey Mountain in the Western Suburbs Zoo, thirty-six golden long knives were arranged on the ground in an eerie position. And under each long knife, there was a seemingly identical but actually slightly different rune.

  And in each of these runes, ten spirit stones were embedded.

  "Go"

  Fang Ling made a final check to see if there were any loopholes in the contract, then grasped it with both hands and shouted in a low voice.

  A brilliant light rose from the thirty-six golden long knives, and these lights grew brighter and brighter until they merged into a golden column of light.

  The beam of light ranges from gentle to intense and finally disperses in space.

  But those thirty-six golden long knives were no longer visible.

  But in a thin mist, a fierce killing intent appeared and disappeared.

  A faint smile appeared on Fang Ling's face at this time.

  He stepped into the formation, his fingers weaving a spell, and a stream of spiritual energy shot towards the west side of the Golden Blade Formation.

  "Brush brush brush"

  Three golden blades of light suddenly appeared three feet away from him.

  This sword is one zhang long, with an aura of murder that pierces the sky!

  The knife flashed very quickly, and in an instant, it disappeared into the fog.

  Fang Ling's fingers continued to press and move, and the golden light of the knife also changed from three paths to six paths, nine paths, eighteen paths...

  Festival

  With a gritted teeth, Fang Ling instantly formed a complex hand seal, under which thirty-six knife lights, like a sea of knives, directly enveloped the space within a radius of one zhang.

  Half a minute later, the knife light dissipated.

  Fang Ling also sat down on the ground with a thud.

  Just manipulating the Golden Blade Array had exhausted all the spiritual energy within his body.

  However, at this moment, his heart was filled with joy. The power of the Golden Blade Array did not disappoint him, especially the sea of blades formed by the thirty-six golden lights, even if a being at the peak of Qi training entered the array, it would be a dead end.

  Crack

  Just as Fang Ling was about to take a break and rest, a faint cracking sound started. And this was just the beginning, followed by a dense and continuous cracking sound.

  When the surroundings had regained their silence, the surrounding fog had dispersed cleanly, and the thirty-six soldiers' cold-glinting golden blades reappeared in space.

  Fang Ling looked at the thirty-six golden knives below, and the three hundred and sixty pieces of celestial stone that had already burst open, and shook his head helplessly.

  This Golden Blade Array is indeed not ordinary in its consumption of spirit stones!

  "Ahhhroo!"

  The white tiger was led to the position of the Golden Blade Array by Fang Lin, although it had already been very familiar with Fang Lin, but was innocently woken up by Fang Lin's despicable move, and its white fur even showed a hint of burnt smell.

  This made the white tiger furious!

  It absolutely needs to teach Fang Ling a lesson and let him know that Tiger Grandpa is not someone to be trifled with.

  When Fang Lin entered the mist of the Golden Blade Array, the white tiger stopped in its tracks. But Fang Lin, standing within the array, revealed a hint of a smile towards the white tiger.

  A smiling face that provokes the wrath of a white tiger.

  The white tiger took a few steps outside the formation and let out a loud roar.

  This roar caused the entire space to tremble!

  Then it flew away.

  Fang Lin, who was just about to test his own strength with the help of the White Tiger, had a feeling of being unable to cry or laugh.

  The white tiger did not come in, it was clear that he had already sensed the danger of the formation.

  It's no wonder that Zhao Xianshi never used formations against enemies. Although this method can kill enemies across levels, the restrictions are really too great.

  However, for Ling, this restriction is not a big problem.

  He has Xijiao Smoke and Dust Map and Jingyanggang Smoke and Dust Map, with the Golden Blade Array laid out in both maps, which can directly bring people into the array...

  Three days later, Fang Ling walked out of Xijiao Zoo with satisfaction.

  "Master of the house, someone has come to the left house and is asking to see you!" The thin monkey came respectfully in front of Fang Ling and reported softly.

  After killing the visitor from the Left Family, Fang Lin dispersed most of the servants in his household, leaving only a few loyal ones like Shou Huan by his side.

  Fang Ling touched his face and said in surprise: "Requesting an audience?"

  "Yes, they also left a visiting card." The thin monkey said as he presented a beautifully crafted paste-up.

  This post is not big, but in the middle, a circle of pearls is embedded. If it weren't known that this was a congratulatory letter, many people would have taken it as a work of art.

  As soon as he opened the post, he saw written on it: "Zuo Jia Zuo Tingyun seeks an audience with Master Fang Xian!"

  Zuo Tingyun, the master of the Zuo family is probably Zuo Tingyun.

  "In a flash of thought in his mind, Fang Ling suddenly said in a low voice: 'Where are they now?'"

  "In a hostel in the west of the city." The thin monkey said in a low voice: "The subordinates have been watching them for three days, and they don't seem to be unusual at all."

  Fang Ling waved his hand and said, "I know."

  The next day, Fang Ling met Zuo Tingyun at home. As soon as Zuo Tingyun arrived, he apologized on behalf of the two deceased elderly members of the Zuo family, making it seem like all the mistakes were their own family's fault.

  As for the death of those two elders, they deserved to die.

  Zuo Tingyun spoke with a smile before speaking, giving people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze. However, after seeing off Zuo Tingyun, Fang Ling's face had an additional hint of cold smile.

  After being slapped on the left cheek, he continued to offer his right cheek for slapping. Only a saint could do such a thing. The Left family was so overbearing that Left Tingyun was certainly not someone who repaid kindness with enmity. His actions made Fang Ling think of two things.

  The first thing is that the Left family should have heard about the shocking news of the palace, and they are cautious about the palace, so on the surface, they dare not do anything to themselves.

  But this matter is far from over.

  The pile of golden pearls sent by Zuo's family was thrown at the thin monkey, and Fang Ling returned to the West Suburban Zoo to start his closed-door training.

  Although he had already advanced to the seventh layer of Qi Refining, some of the techniques that could be used in the seventh layer were not yet very familiar. He took advantage of this period to cultivate them.

  Time flies, two months have passed in a flash.

  Fang Lin reappeared in front of Shou Hou, giving him an increasingly ethereal feeling. This feeling was indescribable, yet he felt that Fang Lin had changed to a great extent compared to before.

  "The head of the household, a message from the government office has arrived, saying that after ten days, the road to immortality will be opened on Mang Qing Mountain."

  The Road to Immortality!

  Fang Ling repeated these four words, and his mind kept flashing with thoughts.

  As for this road to immortality, the most memorable one should be Fang Ling, the host. The selection of Jiulian Sect he is going to participate in is actually a part of the road to immortality.

  But that's the least important part!

  The selection is for outer disciples and miscellaneous servants' disciples.

  Now, the Road to Immortality that Fang Lin is about to participate in is a selection of cultivators under 20 years old who have reached the seventh layer of Qi Refining, jointly organized by the nine major sects of Lu Country: Jiulian Sect, Lishan Palace, Chunyu Valley, Qingyuan Gate and Zhendao Sect.

  The one chosen is an inner disciple!

  According to the usual practice, all major sects will set up a large array on Mount Mangqing. The first twenty disciples who complete the Immortal Ascension Road, regardless of their methods, will be taken in by the Five Major Sects.

  There have been people who questioned the unfairness of the Immortal Ascension Road, but the answer given by the Five Great Sects is: The path of cultivating immortality goes against heaven, and what's important is not just one's roots and intelligence, sometimes luck also plays a crucial role!

  A monk without good fortune, no matter how good his innate qualities may be, may still accomplish nothing.

  Although this explanation cannot stop people from gossiping, the rules of the road to immortality have been passed down year after year in this way.

  In this path of ascension, the five major sects speak of life and death being determined by fate. Every time the path of ascension is opened, many cultivators fall along the way.

  Unfortunately, those lush green mountains are not on the tourist map, otherwise it would be much more convenient.

  Fang Ling's mind flashed with thoughts, feeling a little regretful.

  As for the five major sects of Lu Guo, Fang Ling has a certain understanding and has had contact with four of them. Among them, Jiulian Sect, Lishan Palace, and Chunyu Valley are not worth mentioning.

  Lin Mu Cheng is a disciple of Qing Yuan Men. If he can enter Qing Yuan Men, then the other party will undoubtedly be a good thing.

  As for Zhen Dao Sect, Fang Ling only occasionally heard from Li Mingli that in the ranking of the five major sects, Zhen Dao Sect was ranked last.

  "I know." Fang Ling shifted his gaze back to the thin monkey and said, "Dazhuang, I've been troubling you with family matters these days!"

  The thin monkey hastily said: "Master, these are all things I should do."

  "Dazhuang, although some people say that our Fang family is the first family in Dingfang City, you are also clear about the situation at home. This time participating in the Mang Qing Shan's Road to Immortality, whether or not I can pass, the possibility of me returning to Dingfang City is very small."

  "The Fang family's estate isn't much, if you're willing, help me manage it a bit. Those servants also suffered with me, three hundred taels of gold for each person is enough for them to live on!"

  The thin monkey hastily said: "Young master, no matter what, I will not leave..."

  Fang Ling waved his hand and said: "Skeletal monkey, I understand your heart, but my mind is made up. You just follow my requirements!"

  ……

  Mangqing Mountain is located five hundred miles west of Dingfang City. The mountain is not too high, but there are many strange rocks standing upright. The mountain is surrounded by ten miles, and basically, there is no human habitation.

  However, with the Five Great Sects' once-in-a-decade Ascension Road, the town of Qinghe closest to Mangqing Mountain has become increasingly crowded.

  On this day, a young man wearing a green robe walked into Qinghe Town!