Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

Yu Hanchun flashed a light and left the cave, then identified the direction and rushed away at lightning speed, and soon arrived in front of a mountain. Below was a bamboo forest like a blue sea, lush and green, with thick shade everywhere. Sometimes cranes spread their wings and flew by, very large and extremely majestic.

Looking at the cranes that could obviously crack gold and stone and fight against evil whales, Yu Hanchun's face was thoughtful.

The art of raising spirit beasts and immortal birds in the Biyou Palace is also unique in the world. In the future, the Taixiao Sect will inherit its legacy and carry it forward to a higher level. No other sect can compare with it.

When he arrived here, he stopped the light and went up along a row of wide stone steps on the mountain road. He saw a floating spiritual peak on the top of the mountain in the clouds. A grand waterfall hung from a distance, brushing against the side of the spiritual peak. Countless jade beads splashed, cold colors were colorful, and a cold air filled the air, which made people feel refreshed.

Looking up, I could vaguely see that there was a very large bronze bell hanging on the top of the spiritual peak. On the bell body, there were pictures of flying birds and spirit beasts in various shapes and forms. After being dyed with the surrounding clouds, it seemed to come alive and lifelike.

Sensing someone coming, the bronze bell shook gently, making a melodious sound, as if welcoming.

"Brother Yu, you are here really early."

Before Yu Hanchun could find a place to sit down, he heard a light sound from behind, and then saw a bird of a different species like a colorful kite floating in. A young man wearing a pearl and jade crown stepped on the back of the bird. He was thin and his appearance was not outstanding, but his sword-like eyebrows made him look very sharp and striking.

"It turned out to be Brother Yuwen."

Seeing the person coming, Yu Hanchun smiled and greeted him. Both of them were true disciples of the sect, and they had participated in fighting together and experienced dangers. They were closer than ordinary disciples of the sect.

Yuwenchang came closer and looked at the bronze bell. The pattern on the bell hit his face, making his eyebrows stained with a sparse layer of green. His voice seemed to be stained with a little bit of coldness. He said: "Brother Yu, I heard that this time we are summoned, I am afraid there will be a fierce battle."

"Fierce battle."

Yu Hanchun was shocked when he heard Yuwenchang so seriously. The mysterious skills that the other party practiced were originally biased towards killing. He called it a fierce battle. I am afraid that this operation will not be as safe as before.

At this time, footsteps sounded again. Yu Hanchun looked over and saw two people coming one after another.

The one on the left was a young man, wearing a high crown, a robe, embroidered with purple bamboo poles, and he was unrestrained. There was a golden light between his eyebrows, which kept colliding and making a mysterious sound.

On the right was a beautiful girl, her black hair hanging down behind her, tied up with a ring embroidered with a dragon head, her jade-like face slightly raised, the light around her reflected, the whole person was like a crescent moon, the light could reflect her shadow.

Yu Hanchun only had a vague impression of these two people, they should be just nodding acquaintances, but now seeing them, he felt that they were imposing and definitely not ordinary people.

When Yu Wenchang saw them, his eyes changed and he said, "These two people are here too?"

Yu Hanchun heard it and came forward to listen to Yu Wenchang's story of the two people.

The more he listened, the more Yu Hanchun's eyebrows trembled.

Because the two people in front of him were not only the direct descendants of the head of the sect, but also came from first-class families. They had been trained in the sect and rarely interacted with others.

Now that such people have been sent out, it can be seen that the sect has indeed found a place to use people, and it also shows that the event they are about to participate in this time is definitely not simple.

"Bad luck."

Yu Hanchun secretly cried out in bad luck. Although participating in foreign wars like this can increase his fighting experience, it really delayed his cultivation of Xuan Gong and magical powers.

No one knows when they will leave this strange world they have entered. If they miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to make up for the Xuan Gong in the future.

"But,"

Yu Hanchun saw another person coming with a sword. The shadow behind him was shaking, but it was like a clear cold light, revealing a murderous aura. He was also a Yuanying cultivator who had experienced killing for a long time.

With so many people gathered together, who will lead the team? Could it be a great cultivator? After all, if you are not a great cultivator in the sect, you don't have enough prestige, status and strength to suppress such a team.

It's just that the great cultivators in the sect are now sitting at various checkpoints, and it is said that they will not be transferred easily.

"Who will lead the team this time?"

The beautiful woman of the head of the sect turned her eyes, and the cold light behind her was bright, like a new moon rising, a cold glow, and it seemed like a pool of autumn water, clear and refreshing.

Her companion Zhang Xu spoke slowly, his voice was like the ice water washed by the cold pond in autumn, cold and penetrating, he said: "I don't know, but I heard from the elders in the clan that a powerful person will come and get the recognition of several Dongtian Zhenren in the sect."

"Recognition of several Dongtian Zhenren." When the woman heard this, the light in her eyes became brighter and more curious.

Although she and her companions were extraordinary talents and made great progress in cultivation, it was not certain that they were recognized by Dongtian Zhenren. Not to mention, it was recognized by several Dongtian Zhenren.

After a while, I saw the green flowing in the distance, like countless stars, and then quickly arrived in front of the mountain, fell down, and turned into a strange spirit beast, with a dragon head and a snake body. From the head down, it was like a piece of wood, with feathers either horizontal or vertical, branches and branches, and the tips were green and flashing, like compound eyes.

A young man sat on the back of the spirit beast. His facial features were ordinary and he could not be called handsome, but there was a crack between his eyebrows, and there was a third eye. He was born with a strange appearance.

"He Yuanzhen."

Seeing this strange beast and the three-eyed young man, the rings hanging from the hair of the women in the field trembled slightly, showing their inner excitement, and said: "He is here too."

"Then he should lead the team this time."

Her companion Zhang Xu took a deep look at the three-eyed man riding the beast, his eyes full of fear.

No matter his origin or strength, the other party is the top in the sect, and few of his companions can match him. If he leads the team, some people may murmur in their hearts, but they will not directly object.

Sensing the aura of the three-eyed He Yuanzhen riding the beast is stronger than that of others, the peak gradually quieted down, and people were thinking about what to do if the other party led the team.

But in the eyes of everyone, He Yuanzhen found a place to stop, then got off the beast, found a cloud platform to sit down, closed his eyes and rested, and said nothing.

"Hmm?"

"Huh?"

"How could it be?"

Such an action made several people on the peak startled before they realized that He Yuanzhen was not the leader of this operation? Then who was he?

Before everyone could continue to exchange glances, there was a sound of water in the distance, and it surged deep.