Crossing into Immortal Cultivation

  The journey was very smooth afterwards, and after about an hour or so, the carriage floated steadily in mid-air, but it didn't continue moving forward again.

  Xu Ziqing looked out of the car window and saw a majestic mountain range in front, stretching endlessly into the rolling clouds. The mountains were shrouded in mist, making them seem to appear and disappear, as if a giant dragon was really flying through the clouds.

  This is indeed the Tenglong Mountain Range, so majestic and awe-inspiring, truly living up to its reputation!

  "Wu Chang Lao's voice came: 'Arrived.'"

  The young masters stood up and adjusted their clothes, they couldn't let the gatekeeper think they were being rude.

  Xu Ziqing was also among the crowd, and his usual straightforwardness had given way to a somewhat tense demeanor.

  Before long, the car door opened.

  Everyone came together in front of the train door, and surprisingly didn't feel crowded at all.

  At first glance, I saw Peng Zhanglao and Wu Zhanglao.

  The two elders' auras were retracted, and they seemed to be standing in mid-air, astonishing everyone. Unless their cultivation method was special, it shouldn't have such power with their current level of attainment.

  But the next moment everyone realized that the two elders were not standing in mid-air. Under their feet was a layer of surging clouds.

  "Come down," said Old Man Peng.

  Wu said: "Tread on this cloud layer."

  Everyone suddenly understood and jumped down calmly one after another.

  Xu Ziqing only felt that the ground beneath his feet was not soft and cloudy at all, but rather solid and unyielding, just like flat land. He couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder in his heart.

  This cloud layer doesn't look very large, it seems like it can only hold two people standing. But when all the monks stood on it, they didn't feel crowded at all. It was actually constantly expanding outward, accommodating everyone inside.

  So spiritual and extraordinary, truly one of a kind.

  It wasn't just Xu Ziqing who was amazed, the rest of the crowd also had some unusual expressions on their faces. However, since they were already in front of the Tenglong Mountains, they all restrained themselves.

  Wu Changlao saw that all the proud sons had already gotten off the carriage, so he turned his body and struck out a spell.

  A purple light flashed directly onto the luxurious carriage, and the carriage was immediately radiant with colorful light. It then quickly shrank down, "whoosh" sound, and landed in Wu Chang's palm, after which it disappeared. Probably already been put away.

  The proud son stood still and looked around in all directions.

  It wasn't until now that he realized that not only was there a layer of cloud floating under their feet, but also several layers of cloud in the distance, with many cultivators standing on top of each one, accompanied by their masters. The proud sons and daughters were sizing each other up, but no one had spoken to anyone else yet.

  "Wu Chang said: 'Wait a moment, there is still someone coming.'"

  Upon hearing these words, all the arrogant sons finally came to their senses.

  Although there are people guarding the 'gate' to greet them, the identity of these gatekeepers is much higher than that of the crowd. They come one after another, and it's impossible for the gatekeeper to welcome each of them individually. Naturally, they will wait until everyone has arrived before the gatekeeper comes out to lead them all into the mountains together.

  All the geniuses who can come here are not fools. Even if some of them came early and got impatient, they just looked a bit ugly, but none of them dared to complain.

  They waited for a while, and saw several horse-drawn carriages whizzing by, with spiritual birds and treasures carrying people, it took almost half an hour before the figures gradually disappeared.

  The Rooster has arrived, just as the sun is about to set in the west. This is also the final deadline. Everyone doesn't need to wait anymore, and at the same time, the Tenglong Mountain Range suddenly underwent a change.

  Only to see that the majestic mountains and towering peaks above, a vast expanse of white mist suddenly gathered, then formed a long, long cloud road, stretching straight out.

  On the road, a person was slowly walking towards them. With the eyesight of the cultivators present, they could only see that he was tall and slender, with an ethereal quality, but his appearance seemed to be shrouded in a layer of cloud and mist, making it impossible for anyone to get a clear look at him.

  That person was originally very far away, but in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived right before everyone's eyes.

  Standing right at the front of the Cloud Road.

  It was then that everyone saw his face clearly.

  He was originally a very handsome young man, with deep eyes like cold stars, and a smile on his lips, but gave people a sense of superiority. Everyone who saw him couldn't help but feel inferior.

  "You all arrived very early." The young man spoke, and his voice also carried a certain unspeakable peculiar rhythm. Then he waved his sleeve, and the cloud layer under everyone's feet moved.

  They seemed to be commanded by something, and in an instant they rushed together, quickly gathering together with the cloud road - no, or it can be said that they became a part of the cloud road.

  The young man wore a snow-white brocade robe, with patterns that seemed like flowing clouds, vivid and lifelike. He didn't scrutinize the crowd one by one, but everyone felt as if they had been swept by something, and suddenly their whole body was chilled.

  But this feeling was fleeting, and the young man nodded slightly: "Welcome, everyone, follow me."

  He finished speaking and turned around, treading on the cloudy path forward.

  Such an attitude is not young people being rude or intentionally doing so, but rather it seems like a matter of course.

  At least in the senses of most people, there is not even half a feeling that young people are doing something wrong, only that it should be and very natural.

  Xu Ziqing's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

  This young man can affect their minds! Even let them 'urge' not to resist!

  He noticed that his footsteps also stopped for a moment. Looking around, he found that everyone was walking forward in a daze - even Wu Changlao of the Huayuan period seemed to feel nothing wrong.

  Xu Ziqing was greatly shocked.

  How profound is this young man's cultivation? He thought to himself, this is what a strong person in the great world looks like!

  He slowly let out a breath, and Xu Ziqing didn't show any unusual signs, but instead silently circulated the "Wàn Mù Zhǒng Xīn Dà Fǎ" (Ten Thousand Trees Cultivating Heart Great Method), and indeed, his mind became even clearer.

  At this time, he also somewhat understood that the young man must have had a kind of skill that could 'confuse' people's minds, and his cultivation was far above that of many other cultivators. So once it was used, so many people were simultaneously 'bewildered'. Xu Zi Qing being able to remain clear-headed was also due to the wonder of his own skills.

  "When one cultivates the Great Dharma of Planting Trees in the Mind to a deep level, they can command all trees under heaven and thereby borrow the consciousness of these trees."

  At present, Xu Ziqing has not yet reached that level, but his body already has many wooden ones, and there is even an extremely powerful bloodthirsty vine as the main wood - so the young man's consciousness is strong, but he can only 'daze' him for a moment.

  Having thought it through clearly, Xu Ziqing followed along with everyone else, advancing slowly.

  The young man seemed to have not noticed Xu Ziqing's difference, and led the crowd of monks to walk deeper into the mountains, while the cloud road behind them also became shorter and shorter...

  At last, after two sticks of incense had burned down, the young man stopped pacing and clapped his hands lightly.

  The monks suddenly woke up, they only felt that they had just walked a few steps and had already arrived. However, what they saw on the road and how the route was, they were completely unaware of. They didn't know that it was the young man who had 'bewitched' everyone, but only admired the extraordinary means of the great world. It was just a mountain range, yet it had such a magnificent landscape.

  Xu Ziqing let out a sigh of relief, looking at the situation, this person from the big world was not trying to harm them, but just didn't want them to see the road into the mountain range clearly.

  Good, good.

  At this time, the cloud road only had a layer of clouds left. The young man jumped up, his sleeves fluttering like a big bird, and fell down below the clouds.

  The crowd of monks didn't know what the young man meant, but they all gritted their teeth and jumped down like him.

  Xu Ziqing's body was covered with several blades of grass, each about the length of a person. They swayed back and forth on either side of him. As he jumped down, he slowed his descent due to these blades of grass, and saw that all around him were cultivators radiating spiritual light, using their protective techniques.

  It won't be long before we land.

  Xu Ziqing picked up the grass leaves and floated gently to the ground.

  Other cultivators also generally came down, without too much fanfare, while those who followed the masters had a deeper cultivation and were more at ease in their movements, even to the point of being carefree.

  The young man stood in front, like a handsome young master, extremely elegant: "My surname is Tang, my name is Wenfei. This place is the front peak of Tenglong Peak, you can call it Wulong Peak."

  Everyone first clasped their hands and called out: "Elder Tang." Only then did they come to take in their surroundings.

  This is at the top of a high peak, with clouds and mist swirling around, every breath is full of coolness and clarity, making people feel refreshed and comfortable from the bottom of their hearts.

  The summit has nothing else, only many rugged rocks, strange and varied. The surrounding area has no 'flowers' or grass, only that one piece of bare land.

  Tang Wensheng smiled and waved his sleeve: "Please be seated, everyone."

  As soon as he finished speaking, the rocks began to rumble and roll forward, quickly lining up in front of him. Then a white light flashed, and they transformed into hundreds of tatami mats.

  The monks did not dare decline and all sat down. However, they were divided into different factions and sat closer to those with similar power and influence.

  Tang Wenshan saw that everyone was taking pictures of him, and he was very satisfied. With a wave of his sleeve, another small table appeared in front of the crowd of monks, with tea on it, and the fragrance filled their nostrils.

  "He said: 'Everyone has had a long and tiring journey, why don't you take a short rest. This humble tea, I hope you won't despise it.'"

  The guardian of the 'gate' was so polite, and the monks were honored to be surprised. One pointed one action, and another picked up the teacup, took a sip. Suddenly, the sound of praise was endless.

  "It's indeed a great tea from the 'Immortal's Gate', absolutely wonderful!"

  "Good tea, indeed good tea!"

  "The tea tastes sweet and mellow, with an aftertaste that lingers on..."

  "This tea is worth savoring, don't waste it!"

  Everyone praised like this, but Xu Ziqing didn't say a word. Taking the opportunity to drink tea, he quickly glanced at Tang Wenfei and saw a hint of disdain in his eyes.

  Xu Ziqing let out a soft sigh and lowered her eyelids.

  In this big world, people are indeed not as simple and easy-going as they seem...

  The monks drank a cup of tea and praised it, after a long time, they calmed down again.

  Tang Wenfei just smiled faintly, seeing that everyone had stopped, and asked: "Since you all like it, let's continue." Then he swung his sleeves again, and those tea cups also rose again with a faint tea fragrance.

  At this time, all the monks also calmed down a lot.

  Tang Wenshan smiled and said: "This grand gathering will be held on the top of Tenglong Peak, but before that, I would like to ask everyone to take out their respective certificates."

  Everyone said: "It's extremely good, it's extremely good, it should be like this." Then they all took out the ruyi in their hands.

  Tang Wenhui glanced at it, and with a light tap of his finger, the crowd divided into two groups.

  The Su Xun team on the right quickly moved, while Xu Ziqing slid to the left. He didn't need to look much to realize that there were more people on the left because of their cultivation selection, and fewer people on the right because of their spiritual root selection.

  Tang Wenfei smiled again: "In addition, there is another thing that I need your cooperation with."