Chapter 389 Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a mountain
The peak chosen by Li Qingtong is called Qingyang Peak. Most of its majestic mountain is not covered by plants, and those parts are dark in color.
The entire mountain peak is shaped like a majestic black goat, hence the name Qingyang Peak.
The only reason why the female cultivator in the alchemy stage was surprised was that this Qingyang Peak was once the gate of a cultivator's power countless years ago.
At that time, half of the Taoist temple was occupied by other people's Taoist temples.
However, with the passage of time and the rise of Butian Dao Sect, Qingyang Temple had already become the dust of history.
Its remaining traces were gradually erased, and finally only some relics remained at Qingyang Peak, the place where Qingyang Temple's power flourished.
That's all.
This mountain had been excavated countless times before the Butian Dao Sect. After the rise of the Butian Dao Sect, a Taoist temple was established, and there were even Nascent Soul-level formation masters and spirit-seeking masters who inspected the entire Qingyang Peak inch by inch.
Good things left behind... don't exist!
The female cultivator in the Dan Formation Stage calmly arranged a piece of spiritual land for the rest of the Foundation Stage monks to build a cave.
Outside the Taoist temple, each person has one acre of land.
For a monk in the foundation building stage, this is really... very small!
Once again, I would like to thank the monks in the alchemy stage. All the new monks in the foundation stage who have joined the Taoist temple will take their identity tokens in which they have burned something new to leave.
After meeting again at the entrance of Zongwu Hall, these foundation-building monks separated.
It wasn't until there was no one else around that Li Qingtong looked at his right index finger in disbelief.
Just now, he was pointing towards the brightest point on the map.
But who knew that a power was on his finger, and he accidentally clicked on the location of Qingyang Mountain.
Needless to say, it’s the Lingding!
This feels...so good!
The Hunyuan Creation Spirit Cauldron still provides auxiliary power at all times, but this auxiliary power is compressed to the extreme.
At the same time, Li Qingtong felt where the distraction was through the induction between souls.
Lingding's life was quite nourishing.
The gap where the shimmering light restriction was broken spewed out demonic energy like huge waves during a sea tide. All these demonic energies were absorbed and refined by the Hunyuan Creation Spirit Cauldron into the vitality of heaven and earth with the attributes of Hunyuan and Creation.
And all these vitality were absorbed by the shimmering light without leakage.
Over and over again, the whole thing forms a small cyclic system.
Looking like he was deep in thought, Li Qingtong had already arrived in his brand new cave.
This was once a dojo for Buddhist monks. Knowing this, the new monks in the foundation building period of the Taoist temple would never choose such a cave.
It’s not just a matter of a bit of a disconnect, but also the illusory theories of luck, chance, and cause and effect in the world of cultivation.
No ordinary monk would want to get into such trouble.
I'm afraid no monks have settled there for hundreds or thousands of years.
This is actually cheaper for Li Qingtong.
It is a pity that some of the medicinal herbs that are abundant in Qingyang Mountain were collected when the Taoist Academy decided to distribute them below Qingyang Mountain.
Li Qingtong used the identity token in his hand to shoot out a spiritual light and open a portal.
The entire Qingyang Mountain is shrouded in a simple formation restriction.
After entering this doorway, which is tall and three feet wide, the inside suddenly opens up.
The aura of heaven and earth... is just so-so.
I am used to the scenes in the Lingding space where the clouds are steaming, the mist is misty, and the abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth turns into rain and condenses into streams and lakes... The fact that Qingyang Mountain is rated as so-so is already the result of a high glance.
Walking into it, you can see that Qingyang Mountain, which has not been settled for a long time, must be cleaned regularly.
There is no sense of desolation and dilapidation.
As for the cave on the mountain...let's call it a cave.
It was a thatched house built on a ruins!
There is enough savings.
Li Qingtong carefully observed his surroundings, but he did not see anything unusual.
Thinking about it, so many masters have raked Qingyang Mountain countless times. It would be damning if I could find the lost treasure.
The next step was to clean up the hut. At this moment, Li Qingtong suddenly realized that... he didn't even have a storage bag, he didn't bring a single spiritual weapon, and not a single spiritual stone was missing.
Except for Fu Lian and Fu Bi in his Dantian, Li Qingtong was completely alone!
How to do this?
Just when Li Qingtong was doubting his life, the mountain gate restriction was touched.
"Are you so anxious?" According to Li Qingtong's understanding, it should be those newly made Foundation Establishment monks who came to visit him.
However, when he walked from the two 'ram's horns' at the top of the mountain to halfway up the mountain, Li Qingtong's huge spiritual power discovered that those outside the mountain gate were not the foundation-building monks he thought.
"I've met my senior! This junior is the deacon of the Zongwu Palace. This act is a tribute to my senior issued by the Taoist Academy." The people who came here were all monks in the Qi Refining Stage, with a leader and eight subordinates.
"Zang has long heard that being under the protection of the Taoist Sect has unlimited benefits, and today I want to open my eyes." Li Qingtong made a leading gesture with a smile.
Those Qi Refining Stage monks quickly refused. They were not Foundation Establishment Stage monks and could not afford such treatment.
"Senior, here are a high-grade spiritual weapon, a farewell hook, a medium-grade offensive spiritual weapon, a thunder cloud gourd, ten medium-grade spiritual stones, a thousand first-level talisman papers, a hundred second-level talisman papers, and a collection of advanced mana cultivation.
A bottle of twelve elixirs, elixirs for healing injuries..."
A lot of eloquence, these are the benefits that new monks who join the Tianbu Dao Sect can enjoy.
From now on, you can get some free training resources every year, the value of which will not exceed one thousand spirit stones.
If you want more, you can only work for Bu Tian Dao Sect.
Li Qingtong didn't look too surprised. He took out a piece of raw cinnabar ore from the resources distributed by the sect. The spots were as red as blood.
A little moistening technique was activated, and a little drizzle began to fall between the palms and fingers.
With a slight jolt of true energy, impurities were removed from the raw cinnabar ore.
The next step is to mix a little rainwater and mineral powder brought by these moisturizing techniques.
In front of the nine Qi Refining Stage monks, Li Qingtong showed off a wave of operations.
A talisman pen never appeared in his hand with any brilliance.
Unlike ordinary talisman pens that use animal hair as the tip, the one in Li Qingtong's hand is more appropriately a bird's tail quill than a talisman pen.
With the talisman pen in hand, Li Qingtong's whole temperament changed.
The tip of his pen was lightly dipped into the fresh tumbling ink suspended in the air, and the entire fist-sized ink was absorbed by the soft and compact body of the pen.
The next moment, Li Qingtong moved.
The nine Qi Refining Stage monks couldn't see clearly what was happening at this moment.
By the time they caught up with Li Qingtong, the senior talisman master Zang Feng had already restrained all his sharpness.
Thirteen diamond talismans with vivid runes are suspended in the air.
The nine Qi Refining Stage monks couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.