Soon, the news of Wen Rong's curse spread back to Chiyuan.

Chi Yuan is inviting Fu Henghua and Fu Xuange to participate in the initiation ceremony of Fu Dange, Fu Baitang and Fu Xuake.

Henghua was shocked when he heard the news:

"Senior Wen was harmed by a spell? Is it serious? How is the situation?"

The disciple who came to report glanced at Fu Henghua and hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"This is an honored guest from our sect who is on good terms with Junior Brother Wen. If you have any questions, just tell me directly." Bu Xuan said while hiding his hands in his sleeves to calculate.

Doom is imminent, but it seems to be just a minor misfortune? No life-threatening danger?

The disciple who came to report told us in detail about Wen Rong being cursed by the devil. Bu Xuan looked at his fellow disciples behind him after hesitating.

"What do you think?"

"We have never seen Wu Yao and other demons perform this method in the past. And if we talk about newcomers, I'm afraid that's the only one."

Young Master Youxuan is the sixth virtual realm in the Heavenly Demon Dao Tradition.

"Senior brother, if this man is really a master of curse killing, it may be difficult to implement the 'Seven Arrows Book of Nail Head' plan."

Will a demon king who is proficient in the art of curse and death be cursed to death by Wen Rong without knowing it?

On the 21st, there are too many things that can be done.

Bu Xuan stroked his beard and pondered.

Heng Hua couldn't help but speak, but saw a worried look on his face and said: "Senior, we still need to rescue Senior Wen Rong, right? I know a thing or two about spells, why not go to the central war zone in person?"

"No." Not only Fu Xuange, but also Bu Xuan and several Tribulation Immortals behind him said in unison.

Everyone looked at each other. Fu Xuange pulled his cousin behind him and scolded: "You acting monk, why are you going to the battlefield?"

"Little friend, there is no need to worry. It is just a minor disaster and there is no need for you to go to the battlefield in person." Bu Xuan laughed and turned to his fellow disciples behind him, "Which junior brother is going to take a trip?"

Fu Henghua's colorful stone plan involves the Earth Abyss seal, how can anything happen to him?

Not to mention going to the war zone, even if you leave the Chiyue Mountains, the Tribulation Immortals of Chiyuan will also send people to keep an eye on them to ensure their safety.

"I'll go." A middle-aged man came out of the procession, wearing a long green shirt and five strands of clear beard. He was full of heavenly spirit and full of energy. He held a jade-carved dragon staff in his hand and a golden lotus flower in the dragon's head.

The calamity immortal who survived the fire calamity.

Henghua cast his gaze and narrowed his eyes slightly.

During the Song and Yuan Dynasties, he was the master of Xuanling Peak in the Chiyue Mountains and the spokesperson of the Nanzhou family.

Song and Yuan came out of the queue, nodded briefly with their fellow disciples, and stood up and walked out without paying any attention to Bu Xuan's permission.

Bu Xuan looked at his back and said nothing.

"It seems that the Youxuan Demon Palace's attack on the Nanzhou Cultivation Family has completely offended this senior."

After hearing the words, Bu Xuan looked at Henghua and saw that he seemed to be pointing out something and sighed: "I hope this senior can successfully save senior Wen and solve the disaster in Youxuan Demon Palace."

"Junior brother's Taoism is exquisite, and he will surely succeed immediately." Bu Xuan and the other Tribulation Immortals looked calm. Although there are many sects and Taoists in Chiyuan, they still have to retain some dignity in front of outsiders like Fu Henghua.

"Let's continue with the initiation ceremony." He, the King of Tribulation Immortals, changed the topic, and Bu Xuan waved his hand to let the disciples go down to rest, and led everyone to watch the initiation ceremony of "Fu Family Three Primary Schools".

In the water mirror, the three children were climbing up the Chiyue winding mountain road from the foot of the mountain to the Shenyuan Hall.

"Isn't there too many steps?" Fu Baitang couldn't help shouting. Behind him, his two nephews and nephews of the same clan were also sweating profusely. They silently exercised and held their breath while walking on the mountain road.

Chiyue Immortal Mountain is suspended above the Seal of the Diyuan. People entering the Immortal Mountain from the Diyuan Cliff can borrow the Golden Bridge to go directly to the Immortal Yingmen in the middle of the mountain. Then, they can go back and forth from the Immortal Bridge at will through the flying platforms set up on each peak. However, Fu Dange and the three of them took different paths.

, this is the old mountain road when Chiyue Immortal Mountain still existed in Donglai. The second half of the old mountain road from the foot of the mountain to Yingxian Gate is rarely walked by Chiyuan monks today.

Therefore, it is inevitable that the disciples will lose their original intention and forget their roots. Bu Xuan requires every entry-level disciple to start from the Luochen Spring at the foot of the mountain, walk up to the Yingxian Gate step by step, and then without borrowing the Feitai or the Immortal Bridge

, came to the top of the mountain to worship the ancestor.

You are not allowed to use Taoist magic or magic weapons to fly. You can only use magic power to protect your body and adjust your breath, and restore your physical strength to walk up the stairs step by step.

Chiyue Mountain is so high that it reaches the sky, and the mountain road is long enough for a mortal to walk for three days and three nights. Even though he is a monk, the "three children of the Fu family" have been climbing since childhood. Now that the sun has risen, they are about to reach the "Yingxian Gate"

”.

Yingxianmen, also known as "Zhongtian Xianfang", is only half of the winding mountain road. There is a couplet in the Xianfang: "Lingshan has thousands of peaks, and the green mist and floating clouds hide the fairy traces. The sea of ​​Tao and all things, the Chiyue Palace of eternal life."

Passing through this layer of portals is where the caves of Chiyuan's disciples are located.

"We have to speed up," Fu Baitang said to the two people behind him, "Can you still hold on?"

The most troublesome thing about the winding mountain road is not that it is long. But when walking on the mountain road, the power of the earth's veins will continue to increase, causing the pressure to become stronger and stronger, and the movement will become slower. Without using magic, you can only use magic in the body.

Cycle, resist forcefully.

"Let's adjust our breath first. I want to use my spiritual consciousness to analyze this mountain road," Fudange gasped, "There's something wrong with this mountain road. We rely on our own strength to hold on, and we can't get to the end at all. I suspect that this mountain road

There is another mystery in itself.”

After saying that, he closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing his feet with his spiritual consciousness.

The veins of the earth are like streams, flowing down from the top of the mountain, winding around the mountain and ending at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at this golden stream, Fu Dange seemed to have some enlightenment.

The winding mountain road established by the second-generation founder Shan Lingzi was a channel for tracing the source of the mountain. The essence of this mountain road is to trace the earth's veins and record the history of Chiyuan.

With a thought, his figure suddenly disappeared from "Zhongtian Immortal Square".

"Eh? How can he use the escape technique?" Fu Baitang looked around quickly when he saw Fu Dange missing.

Fu Xueke opened his eyes, looked at it for a while, then pointed at the foot of the mountain: "Look quickly."

After Fudange disappeared, he reappeared at the foot of the mountain, walking up the mountain step by step.

…

Fu Dange returned to the Luochen Spring and walked up the mountain again.

He vaguely saw a figure in front of him, also walking slowly.

Wearing red clothes and holding a dragon staff, he kept moving forward in the foothills without stone steps.

"Well, yes, yes, this mountain fits my way and is the foundation for me to become an immortal."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Then, he threw the dragon staff in his hand into the sky and turned into a red dragon to connect the foot of the mountain to the top.

"Wait a minute - this is not the second generation ancestor, this is clearly the scene when the first ancestor Chiyuan established the Chiyuan Mountain Gate!"

Fu Dange was shouting crazily in his heart.

It’s not right, it’s not right at all!

The old mountain gate of the Chiyuan Taoist sect is not here at all! And in Donglai Yizhou, part of the sovereignty is still owned by the Fu family!

That’s the Chiyuan Mountain Gate!

But soon, a new scene appeared before his eyes.

The young boy knelt at the foot of the mountain to ask for immortality. Three days and three nights later, the red-robed Taoist descended from the top of the mountain and promised: "Knock step by step from the foot of the mountain. If you are sincere, you will enter the Tao."

So the boy kowtowed step by step, and finally became a disciple of the immortal.

The second generation patriarch, Shan Lingzi.

Fu Dange looked at this scene and felt calmer.

He knew that these illusions were the history presented to them by the "winding mountain road".

"My uncle once said that in the Chiyuan Taoist cognition, mountains are silent and stable things, and they are history existing in nature. They record the flow of the sun and the moon and the changes of the years."

After the second-generation patriarch became a disciple, his initial practice was not in Taoism, but in carving mountains to create Taoism.

Following the master's orders, a winding mountain road was dug in the "Chiyuan Fairy Mountain" from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.

"Is this the origin of Panshan Road?"

He looked in front of him. The thin figure was digging stone steps layer by layer among the thorns in the barren mountain.

And his pace also followed that of the second-generation ancestor.

…

"This boy has great intelligence and is an excellent talent."

In the Shenyuan Hall, all the elders praised him one after another.

Henghua looked at the water mirror, lowered his head and thought.

"Little friend, what are your thoughts on this child's future?" Bu Xuan looked at Fu Dange and understood the essence of the earth's veins. He walked towards the top of the mountain step by step, feeling a love for talents in his heart.

It's just that his identity makes it difficult for him to accept disciples now.

Fu Henghua said: "Everything is arranged by your sect. My two brothers have no objections."

Chiyuan's courtesy to the Fu family is really surprising.

Generally, when disciples come to the top of the mountain to worship their ancestor, they need to go to the Xuling Hall managed by the elders to worship their ancestor. But this time, Bu Xuan specially opened the Shenyuan Hall as the entrance venue for the "Fu Family Three Primary Schools".

The Shenyuan Hall is to Chiyue what the Panlong Golden Temple is to Panlong Island.
To be continued...