The land of Sichuan and Sichuan.

Two rays of light, one golden and one red, quickly crossed the horizon, heading straight for the legendary miraculous mountain, Shu Mountain.

On the way, Yan Chixia was introducing their Shushan sect to Lu Zhi: "After passing the mountains in front, you will find the location of my Shushan sect."

Lu Zhi looked intently and saw that there seemed to be nothing special about the forest in front of him. Except for a faint mist that was always floating in the forest, it looked not much different from ordinary mountains and forests. It didn't look like that at all.

The legendary fairyland.

But after carefully using his spiritual consciousness to explore, Lu Zhi discovered the mystery. The ordinary mountain scene was just an external illusion. The real Shu Mountain was actually shrouded and hidden by the formation. Ordinary people could not find it at all.

Go to where Shushan is.

Even Lu Zhi could only vaguely feel that there was a wonderful place of creation hidden in the great formation, but his spiritual eyes couldn't see through it. If it weren't for Yan Chixia's leadership, even he might not be able to see through it.

It's hard to find here.

It is indeed the legendary Shushan Sect. This mysterious formation alone is enough to prove its heritage.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, we are guarding the front of Shushan Mountain's 'Liangyi Mochen Formation'. Please follow me and I will take you into the formation." Yan Chixia greeted Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi nodded, slowed down his escaping light slightly, and landed behind Yan Chixia.

It seems that without the leadership of our disciples, it would be almost difficult for outsiders to pass through such a mountain-protecting formation. If they force their way through, it will easily cause misunderstandings and be regarded as invading enemies.

Yan Chixia said: "Speaking of which, I haven't been back for a long time. Shushan has not sent any disciples down the mountain to travel in these years. I heard that an abyss appeared in the mountains of Bashu. The abyss

Some kind of monster might be born."

"So my master and the others opened a large formation and sealed the hundreds of miles of mountains in an attempt to eliminate the demon or seal the abyss. I don't know what's going on now. Have they managed to get rid of the demon?

.”

Lu Zhi raised his eyebrows, Abyss? A demon was born? Could it be the old demon from the Blood Pond and Youquan? Lu Zhi couldn't help but think about the Legend of Shushan.

With an inquiring mind, Lu Zhi couldn't help but ask Yan Chixia: "Fellow Taoist Yan, have you ever heard of Li Yingqi and the Twin Swords of Heavenly Thunder?"

Yan Chixia said: "Li Yingqi? The Twin Swords of Thunder? A certain family has never heard of it."

Lu Zhi immediately understood that he must have thought wrong, but this was reasonable. After all, the old demon Youquan in the Legend of Shushan and the real man Baimei were at least immortal-level figures. If they existed,

This world may have been shattered long ago, just like the legend of Shushan.

After continuing to inquire about the Shushan sect from Yan Chixia, Lu Zhi discovered that the Shushan sect in this world was not the same as what he had in mind. On the contrary, it looked somewhat specious.

The founder of the Shu Mountain sect was not the white-browed master in Lu Zhi's impression, and there was no Haotian Mirror in the Shu Mountain... On the contrary, under the abyss that suddenly opened up ten years ago in the Bashu Mountains, there was a pool of blood.

.

According to reports from Shushan disciples who went to investigate, it should be a demon that was sealed by their Shushan ancestors a thousand years ago. He was cut off through the dragon veins and the world was in chaos. Years later, he broke the seal again and tried to return to the world.

For a while, even Lu Zhi was a little confused. Is it because the legends about Shushan in later generations were distorted and artificially edited to fill in many fictitious and processed contents? Or is it that the Shushan in this world is not what he thought?

That one.

While the two were talking, they had already entered the large formation in the mountain forest. In an instant, Lu Zhi felt an invisible force acting on him, disrupting his senses. The scenery in front of him also quickly

fuzzy transformation.

After calming down, the illusory illusion immediately disappeared in front of his eyes. At the same time, Yan Chixia also said: "Fellow Daoist Lu, follow me."

Lu Zhi nodded and followed Yan Chixia's escaping light all the way towards the depths of the formation.

Moving forward, Lu Zhi could already faintly feel the threat coming from the formation. Apparently they had passed the outermost illusion formation and were close to the core of the formation.

When they arrived here, even Lu Zhi couldn't help but be a little cautious. Fortunately, with Yan Chixia as his leader, he didn't have to worry about running into the killing formation in the formation and triggering murderous intentions.

After about a cup of tea, Lu Zhi once again felt the scenery in front of him change vaguely. The thin mist finally disappeared, and a scene of the blessed land of Lingshan appeared in front of him.

In this great formation, there is indeed another universe, a paradise hidden in the cave.

"Friend Lu Dao, we are here, this is Shushan Mountain."

Lu Zhi raised his head and glanced at the majestic sacred mountain shrouded in clouds and mist in front of him, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. It really looked like a fairyland.

“It’s really a beautiful place with a beautiful view of the sacred mountain.”

Yan Chixia smiled and said, "Let's go, Fellow Daoist Lu."

"good."

Lu Zhi nodded, and as soon as the light fell, he and Yan Chixia set foot on the mountain road, heading towards the top of Shushan Mountain.

On the top of Shushan Mountain, there are pavilions, pavilions, and Taoist palaces, which are the places where Shushan disciples live and practice daily. Many Shushan disciples live here and devote themselves to cultivating Taoism.

"Huh? Is it Junior Brother Yan? You are back."

A fat monk wearing gray cloth monk's robes greeted Yan Chixia with a smile.

Yan Chixia also smiled, cupped her fists and greeted him: "Senior Brother Guohong."

Zen Master Na Guohong nodded, turned to look at Lu Zhi, and asked with surprise: "Junior Brother Yan, who is this fellow Taoist?"

When he first met Lu Zhi, he didn't feel there was anything special about Lu Zhi. But the more he looked carefully, the more surprised and confused he became. He couldn't see through Lu Zhi at all. This kind of unfathomable feeling, even if

It's not that common among their Shushan teachers.

Surprised in his heart, he immediately asked Yan Chixia and asked him to introduce the two parties.

"This is Lu Zhi from the Wudang Sect, fellow Taoist Lu." After Yan Chixia introduced Lu Zhi, she then introduced the great monk to Lu Zhi, "This is my Master Guohong from Shushan, and he is also a senior fellow of a certain sect.

"

Lu Zhi raised his hand and made a Taoist ritual seal: "I have met Master Guohong."

Na Guohong smiled and waved his hand: "Fellow Taoist, you're welcome, but I can't be called a master. I'm just a fair-weather monk who doesn't abide by the rules. It's embarrassing for you to call me master."

I also."

Lu Zhi just chuckled and nodded. This Shushan sect is really strange. It looks like Taoism, but it also has monks. It really doesn't stick to Buddhism and Taoism.

Yan Chixia smiled and said to Lu Zhi: "Haha, Fellow Daoist Lu, don't be too surprised. Senior Brother Guo Hong is like this... By the way, Senior Brother Guo Hong, is Master in the mountains now? Fellow Daoist Lu and I have something to see Master.

Please discuss."

"Yes, the master should be chanting sutras in the Taiqing Hall right now. I will take you there to find him."

"Then I'll trouble you, senior brother."

"It's just a small matter, why be so polite...Junior Brother, Fellow Daoist Lu, please."

The three of them arrived at the Taiqing Hall, where they saw a generous figure wearing a green Taoist robe with his back to them, sitting cross-legged on a futon, chanting sutras softly.

Guo Hong greeted: "Master, look who's back?"

The man turned around when he heard the sound, and saw that his beard and hair were all white, and his appearance was clear. He had a snow silk floating dust in one hand, and held a string of beads in his other hand, twisting it slowly.

"Master!" Yan Chixia hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down, "My disciple is back to see you."

The old Taoist couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face and said: "Chixia, you haven't seen me for nearly ten years, but it'll be nice to come back."

"Seeing that you are still so high-spirited, I feel relieved as a teacher."

Yan Chixia said: "Master, his grace is still the same as before."

"Haha... I can't be a teacher anymore, I'm already old." The old Taoist smiled, then turned to look at Lu Zhi, "This little friend should be Chixia's friend. It's rare to see a fellow Taoist in recent years.

Came to visit.”

"The poor Taoist Wudang Lu Zhi pays a visit to Master Xuanxin."

Yan Chixia had already informed Lu Zhi of the name of Master Xuanxin on the way here. This old man is the current headmaster of Shushan and has been practicing for nearly two hundred and sixty years.

My cultivation has reached the pinnacle.
Chapter completed!