Pagoda Immortality

Lu Li shook his head, looked at Yuwen Shu who was next to him, and said with a smile: "You have to ask him this question."

Feng Tingzong looked at Yuwen Shu again after hearing this.

Yuwen Shu smiled and said: "Go all the way west to Lingwu Immortal Realm."

"Lingwu Immortal Realm? Is it far?" Feng Tingzong asked curiously.

"It's far if we travel by normal speed, at least two or three hundred years. However, there are many Tianhe teleportation arrays in the second heaven, just like the void teleportation array in the first heaven, which can be teleported to the nearest island of Lingwu, and it will be much faster to rush there." Yuwen Shu replied.

"Hiss! The second-level void boat also takes two or three hundred years, so the teleportation fee is not low, right?" Feng Tingzong said in shock.

"It's hard to say, I estimate that it will cost four or five hundred thousand low-grade immortal stones per person, but we have a lot of people, so it's not impossible to discuss it with them..." Yuwen Shu said thoughtfully.

"Four or five hundred thousand per person?"

Feng Tingzong frowned: "Is the Tianhe teleportation array here also under the jurisdiction of Tianbao Pavilion?"

"Not all of them, the islands closer to the Xianyu mainland are generally owned by the nearby Xianyu sects." Yu Wenshu replied.

"Hehe, I said that if it is the territory of Tianbao Pavilion, just rob it directly." Feng Tingzong laughed dryly.

"Old Feng, don't mess around, this is not the first heaven, Tianbao Pavilion has Xuanxian strongmen, and our current strength is probably not enough." Yu Wenshu said with a strange look.

"Just a joke. But speaking of it, when we have strength, I really want to destroy Tianbao Pavilion." Feng Tingzong said seriously.

Yu Wenshu smiled but said nothing.

In fact, he sighed in his heart: Tianbao Pavilion is not so easy to destroy.

"By the way, Great Elder, what are we going to do in Lingwu Immortal Domain? Is it that Lingwu Immortal Domain, like Dongxuan, is the territory of Tianji Palace? Are we going to open a sect there?" Feng Tingzong saw that Yu Wenshu didn't say anything, and asked again after thinking for a while.

"You are right, Lingwu Immortal Domain is also the territory of Tianji Palace, and like Dongxuan, there is no sect built on it." Yu Wenshu nodded.

"Ah? In this case, don't we have to fight again?" Feng Tingzong said depressedly.

"That's not necessary. Although Lingwu doesn't have a sect. But it is different from Dongxuan. It is a fairyland that has been announced to the outside world that outsiders are not allowed to build cities and families on it."

"So, Lingwu now should have no city." Yu Wenshu explained patiently.

"It's useful after the announcement?" Feng Tingzong looked puzzled.

"Of course, do you think the three words Tianji Hall are just for show? What's more, we only have such a piece of territory in the Second Heaven, and other factions have to give some face no matter what.

As for those casual cultivators, anyone who knows this rule will not dare to violate it. At most, they will hide and practice on it secretly. If they dare to establish a city family, someone will naturally deal with them." Yu Wen said firmly.

In fact, Lingwu is the same as Dongxuan. Although there is no sect on the surface, there is still a supervisory office set up by Tianji Hall in secret, just like Tianyin Mountain at the beginning, but it is not known to ordinary people.

The supervisory office of Lingwu is located in the vast and undulating ancient mountain range in the middle of Lingwu Immortal Domain, called Yuyang Mountain Range.

Although Yuyang Mountain Range is huge.

But in fact, there is only an ancient Taoist temple in it.

The Taoist temple is built by the stream, and there are three people living in it, a white-haired old Taoist, a middle-aged Taoist, and a young Taoist.

The white-haired old Taoist meditates by the stream all year round, sometimes for several years.

The middle-aged Taoist loves playing chess the most. He plays chess under the old tree in the courtyard all year round, often sitting for several months.

Only the young Taoist can't stay idle. He often goes out and wanders around. He has never come back for a hundred years. Every time he comes back, he stands by the stream for a while, stands in the courtyard for a while, then sighs and goes back to the house to sleep. After a few days, he leaves quietly again.

This day, the young Taoist came back again. He first went back to the courtyard to watch his master playing chess, then shook his head and went to the stream to watch the old Taoist meditate. Finally, he sighed softly and prepared to go back to sleep.

But today, the old Taoist unexpectedly called him: "Yuanzheng, come here, I have something to tell you."

"Master." The young man walked back to the old Taoist and bowed respectfully.

"Yuanzheng, how is Lingwu these years?" The old Taoist turned his head and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Replying to Master, Lingwu is doing as usual, and there are no people who don't follow the rules. Some of the mines in Lingshan are used by some casual cultivators who come from afar to practice. I have never made things difficult for them, but only warned them that they would have to pay back the karma one day, so they should not resist. They all agreed and would not refuse if they were asked to do so in the future." The young man replied.

"Very good, then you can tell them that the time for repayment is approaching, and ask them to be prepared." The old Taoist nodded.

"Yes, Master." Although Yuan Zheng was a little confused, he didn't ask any more questions.

"Hey! After sitting for 100,000 years, I am finally about to be liberated." After Yuan Zheng left, the old Taoist slowly walked down the stone platform, looked up at the sky, and then slowly walked towards the Taoist temple.

In the front yard of the Taoist temple, under the old tree against the east wall, the middle-aged Taoist was still staring at the chessboard motionlessly, as if he was frozen.

The old Taoist came to the gate of the courtyard.

He tilted his head to look at the middle-aged Taoist priest, then shook his head and sighed, then slowly walked to the middle-aged Taoist priest.

Then he put his two fingers together and tapped the chessboard below him. In an instant, the black and white chess pieces exploded one by one, turning into black and white qi to form a Tai Chi pattern on the chessboard.

The Tai Chi diagram turned quietly and turned into a mirror. A man in a white Taoist robe appeared in the mirror. He looked relatively young, but for some reason, he had some white hair.

The middle-aged Taoist suddenly came to his senses, "Master, why are you here?"

The old Taoist rolled his eyes at the middle-aged man, "If I don't come again, you will go crazy. I asked you to learn the art of deduction, but you really studied the chess game."

The middle-aged Taoist scratched his head awkwardly when he heard it, "I think this game is very interesting, and I can't help but play with myself."

"Humph! I think you are tired of living. The way of self-playing chess seems simple, but it is actually a contest with your own inner demons. No matter whether the white pieces win or the black pieces win in the end, you actually lose." The old Taoist warned sternly.

"Ah? Why is that?"

"Because you have been completely addicted to it, and you can't tell which side is you. In the end, the inner demon prevails. No matter which side loses, you think you have lost." The old Taoist pointed out.

"Hiss! No wonder I am getting more and more unwilling..." The middle-aged Taoist suddenly woke up.

"Hey! Go out for a walk. When you really understand why you lost one day, play a game with yourself again. Only then can you realize the truth of the great way." The old Taoist shook his head and looked at the door.

"Where are you going, my disciple?" The middle-aged Taoist said blankly.

"You can go east. If you see a dragon and a tiger fighting, stop and wait. Within a few years, a great opportunity will come to you." The old Taoist said in a gentle voice.