The Emperor of Soul Heaven raised his fingers lightly, and a small spot of light appeared in the void, floating in front of Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan reached out and touched it, and immediately obtained a Taoist marker for the magic seal.
This Taoist mark is only a little higher than the foot of Tiandi Mountain. Chen Xuan probably took more than ten years to climb to the destination.
Without saying a word, he thanked the Soul Heaven Emperor and flew out of the Babupu and began to climb the rock wall at full speed.
The boring climbing journey has begun again. With the experience of the previous nine years, Chen Xuan can now be calm and not arrogant or impatient.
Time flies, time flies, and before you know it, Chen Xuan climbed for nearly twenty years and finally climbed from the foot of the mountain to a higher position.
After almost thirty years, I only climbed the foot of the Tiandi Mountain, which shows how high and steep this fairy mountain is.
Of course, the main reason is that you cannot fly under the Immortal Emperor. If you use the escape technique to rush on the road, it will take thirty years and thirty days to fly over the foot of the mountain.
During this period, Chen Xuan encountered many powerful beasts or monsters condensed by the resentment of immortals. They were either killed one by one by Chen Xuan, or chased Chen Xuan and fled for life and death. They suffered endless hardships.
Fortunately, Chen Xuan finally successfully climbed to the elevation point given by the Soul Heaven Emperor, and only needed a short distance to reach the location of the Tengkong Dharma Seal.
However, this short journey took at least two months. Chen Xuan was busy rushing to the road. The wind and frost of time and the hardships of the mountains did not leave any traces on Chen Xuan's face, but instead made his face become more and more powerful.
A sculpture like a knife.
A month passed quickly, and Chen Xuan was getting closer and closer to the first flying seal. He walked on a steep cliff road. Although there was no snow under his feet, the snow line on the hillside kept blowing the bone-broken wind in the dark mountains and forests.
It sounded like a pair of invisible hands trying to push Chen Xuan off the cliff.
After walking through this dangerous narrow path, the front suddenly became clear, with yellow and weeds growing, and a ruined mountain temple stood in front of the mountain wall. Half of the temple was concave into the rock wall, blending with the mountain peak, looking like
It seems to be a shelter for the exiles to rest.
In such a desolate and secluded place, a mountain temple actually appears, which is abrupt no matter how you look at it.
Chen Xuan restrained his breath, stopped in front of a rock wall, and only showed a little body to look into the mountain temple far away. With the blessing of his pupil power, he could see that there was only half of the gate left in the temple.
A large blazing bonfire was built, and it was burning loudly.
More than a dozen men and women gathered around the bonfire, some of whom were talking and laughing, drinking strong wine to keep warm while talking, and a few sat in each corner, silent and seemed very restrained.
He sensed that these ten people had extraordinary auras, and there were even powerful people in the Golden Immortal Realm. Chen Xuan couldn't help but feel trembling, hesitating whether to take a detour.
Just now, a sound full of energy came from the temple: "The fellow Taoist outside, since he has the fate to meet, why don't he come in and have a drink to warm up your body?"
The higher the Tiandi Mountain, the colder it gets, and even the Golden Immortal Realm will feel cold all over. Chen Xuan has a strong constitution and is also froze.
But drinking to keep warm is not the reason Chen Xuan entered the mountain temple. After all, I don’t know whether the monks inside are evil.
But since he was discovered by the other party, Chen Xuan couldn't let go and leave. Anyway, he had the means to save his life. Let's go in and see who these exiles are.
So Chen Xuan walked into the temple openly, attracting more than a dozen curious and vigilant gazes in an instant.
This group of people is respected by two middle-aged men, one with a black face and a beard, a fat figure, and a thick ferocious fur, which is quite powerful.
Another one with a delicate skin and tender flesh, fair face, wearing a scholar's clothes, was gentle and gentle, and was resting with his eyes closed.
Both of them have the Golden Immortal Realm cultivation level.
None of the other cultivators has a lower level than Chen Xuan, and at least they have achieved great success in the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
"My name is Lu Sheng. This is Brother Qingxuan. What do you call fellow Taoist?"
The black-faced man reported his real name and showed a high degree of sincerity.
Chen Xuan is not afraid of revealing his real name and title: "I am evil emperor Chen Xuan."
"Very good, please sit down with fellow Daoist Chen." Lu Sheng was very satisfied with Chen Xuan's frankness. He patted the floor casually and signaled Chen Xuan to sit in front of the campfire.
Several cultivators in the Heavenly Fairyland gave up a seat for Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan sat down carelessly, ignoring the curious gazes around him.
Lu Sheng threw a wine can tied with a hemp rope to Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan took it and took a big sip. In an instant, a hot wine poured into his throat, as if the fire burned all over his body, making his whole body warm.
Comfortable.
Seeing Chen Xuan drinking like this, the monks all showed a look of surprise.
Lu Sheng was also a little surprised, and then laughed and said, "Brother Qingxuan, I just said I didn't read the wrong person. I made a special 'Bawang Zui Shaojiu'. This fellow Daoist Chen can drink so much in one gulp. His physique is just
Very fierce."
Qingxuan still didn't open his eyes, obviously not looking at a junior who only had a small success in the Tianxian Realm.
Chen Xuan finally couldn't help but ask curiously: "Senior Lu, are you gathered here to discuss some big things?"