Inquiry about immortality

Spring is warm.

The new gate of Qingyang Temple is just like the earth in early spring, full of vitality and flourishing things.

Before, this place was full of barren mountains and dangerous rapids, jagged rocks, chaotic rivers, and overgrown with all kinds of weeds and trees. Although the spiritual energy was rich, it was full of uncivilized and barbaric atmosphere.

After the careful renovation of Qingyang Temple, it is now more spiritual than before, with green mountains and blue rivers, strange peaks and lakes, and beautiful scenery. There are also palaces and pavilions, fairy mist and ethereal scenery. Fairy trees and flowers are planted in the mountains and by the water, and magical beasts fly and jump in the sky, which has a bit of the atmosphere of a fairyland.

The sky is clear and the clouds are white.

A white cloud rose from the Eastern Lake and flew slowly westward, passing through the sea of ​​clouds.

A deacon of Qingyang Temple was standing on the white cloud, and a dozen young boys and girls followed behind him. They were all attracted by the magnificent mountains and rivers below, with amazement and pride on their faces, pointing at the ground and exclaiming continuously.

These people are all Qingyang Temple's late disciples, some are from Xiaohan Territory's ancestral temple, some are from Qingyang Island, and some have been practicing in Luye or other temples since childhood. No matter where they are, they cannot be compared with the mountain gate that is being built.

They were sent here one after another over the years and were arranged in one place after their arrival. Due to the heavy workload of building the mountain gate and the need to practice, their teachers often came to check on their homework, leaving them with almost no free time all day. This was their first time to follow the deacon to see the entire mountain gate.

Everyone can't help but imagine that when the mountain gate is built in the future, they can practice here and have a cave of their own. What more could they ask for!
At this time, everyone saw a green light flying over and was caught by the deacon.

The deacon smiled and turned around to say, "Brother Bai has arrived. Among the spirit beasts he brought this time, several have excellent bloodline qualifications. You must seize the opportunity."

Everyone responded in unison, showing expectant expressions.

When the mountain gate is opened, Qingyang Temple will record the disciples' contributions and offer various rewards to stimulate their enthusiasm.

These disciples were given a chance to choose their spirit beasts in advance.

The Feather King moved to the Demon Realm, taking his subordinates and tribes with him, and gradually gave up control of the Heavenly Demon Hill. Qianshan Bamboo Sea became the de facto leader of the demon tribe in Beichen Realm. Even though the mist waterfall swept away most of the masters of Qianshan Bamboo Sea, the Feather King had no intention of intervening.

The relationship between Qianshan Bamboo Sea and Qingyang Temple remains close as before. In order to deepen the feelings between the two tribes, Li Yufu and Yu Nu encourage the disciples of Qingyang Temple and the monsters of Qianshan Bamboo Sea to support each other.

Of course, this kind of selection is two-way. Monks can choose spirit beasts, and spirit beasts can also choose monks.

Unlike the Yuling Sect, the Qingyang Temple's inheritance does not rely on spirit beasts to assist in cultivation, so it does not force both parties to conclude a spirit contract; it is entirely voluntary.

If a cultivator can have a powerful spiritual beast as a companion, it will be of great benefit to his practice, and vice versa.

However, there are only a handful of spirit beasts with excellent talents, and whether they can gain recognition from such spirit beasts depends entirely on chance. They undoubtedly have an advantage by being qualified to be selected first.

In the sect, one cannot subdue the spirit beasts with force like outside. Everyone began to think hard about how they could behave in order to gain the recognition of the spirit beasts.

The new mountain gate was much larger than Luye. After pondering for a while, everyone realized that they had not yet reached their destination. They could no longer remember how many mountains and lakes passed by their feet.

Finally, the white clouds stopped in mid-air and suddenly fell rapidly. Everyone felt their feet sink and landed on an open mountain top.

On the top of the mountain, there were a lot of monsters dancing around, including eagles, falcons, foxes, leopards, flower and tree monsters, and so on. There were dozens of them, all in neat formation, lined up behind an old man.

The old man was tall and thin, with skin as rough as tree bark and a serious expression, like an old scholar.

"Brother Bai!" The deacon stepped forward and bowed.

The old man returned the greeting meticulously, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Tan Yi."

After greeting each other, Tan Yi looked at the monsters behind the old man and asked, "Brother Bai, are these all you brought this time?"

"They are the most talented group, the others are in Yuanling Peak."

The demon cultivator named Bai replied.

They also have selfish motives, wanting to combine the talented younger generations with the most promising disciples of Qingyang Temple to achieve a strong alliance.

When everyone heard this, they were secretly excited and looked at the group of monsters behind the old man. They were also looking at them with their round eyes.

The spiritual beasts that came from the Thousand Mountains and Bamboo Sea are not like the demon cultivators outside. They have a calm aura and wisdom flashes in their eyes. Some are petite and cute, some are naive, and some have intimidating eyes and majestic temperaments.

Qin Li was attracted by a little fox at first sight. The fox was small and seemed not to have grown up yet. Its whole body was snow-white except for a circle of black hair on its neck and chest, like it was wearing a big furry scarf.

The little fox also noticed his gaze and glared back at him fiercely. Qin Li lowered his eyes quickly, but couldn't help but sneak a peek out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing this, the little fox rolled his eyes, revealing a cunning look, and suddenly stepped out of the herd, looking back at Qin Li from time to time with a seductive look, and finally jumped down the mountain.

In Qin Li's opinion, this was clearly an invitation to him, and his heart was beating wildly. For some reason, other than this little fox, other spirit beasts had no appeal to him, and he didn't care about the little fox's talent.

Qin Li secretly glanced at Tan Yi and saw that he was talking to the old man. Finally, he could not hold back, so he stepped out of the crowd, used his body skills, and flew down the mountain.

After chasing the little white fox in the direction it left for a while, Qin Li finally saw a white shadow in the woods.

The little fox jumped onto the treetop, looked back at him as if urging him, and then disappeared into the forest again in an instant.

Seeing that the little fox was indeed waiting for him, Qin Li was overjoyed and tried his best to use his skills. Unexpectedly, the little fox was faster than him and the distance between them was getting farther and farther. If the little fox had not waited for him every time, he would have lost track of it long ago.

"Where are you taking me?" Qin Li shouted loudly.

The little fox didn't respond, but just looked back at him.

With such a close chase, Qin Li's spiritual energy was consumed rapidly, but he was completely unaware of it and only had eyes for the little fox.

"oops!"

Suddenly there was a scream in the forest. Qin Li was tripped by a vine hanging on a tree. The spiritual power in his body became chaotic and he fell to the ground. There happened to be a quagmire below and he fell headfirst into it.

Qin Li, who was floating up from the mud and covered in mud, heard a "嘤嘤" sound. The little fox was laughing on a branch, covering his mouth and nose with his little paws, as if saying that he stinked.

"I'm sorry, I..."

Qin Li blushed and hesitated, not knowing how to explain. He secretly regretted that he had neglected to practice the art of escape before, and was tripped by the vines, making a fool of himself in front of the little fox, but he did not realize that the appearance of this vine was strange.

He quickly used a water control technique to wash off the mud and stench on his body. Fortunately, the little fox did not despise him and continued to signal him with his eyes to follow.

Next, the man and the fox traveled through forests and mountains. Accidents happened frequently along the way, and Qin Li was unlucky every time, and the scenery was filled with the joyful cries of the little fox.

No matter how stupid Qin Li was, he realized that something was wrong, but he was unwilling to believe that the little fox was playing a trick on him. He just thought that the jungle in this area was strange and might not have been cleared by the sect yet. The little fox must have been here before, so he knew where the danger was.

After crossing several mountains, Qin Li finally followed the little fox to a cliff.

Below the cliff, next to a big river, they stood at the bottom of the cliff, only to feel the burning breath coming towards them. The cliff was full of holes, flames were erupting from them, and thick smoke was billowing. The lake water passing by here became much hotter.

The little fox pointed at the smoke and dust above and chirped twice.

Qin Li looked intently and saw a small tree vaguely visible in the middle of the cliff, with two bright red fruits hanging on it.

The little fox called out twice again and looked at Qin Li with anticipation.

"You want me to help you get the spiritual fruit from above?" Qin Li asked.

The little fox nodded repeatedly.

"It really is asking me for help."

Qin Li put aside his doubts and immediately became full of fighting spirit. He rubbed his hands and looked at the cliff.

"It doesn't seem to be an ordinary underground fire. The thick smoke has undergone some kind of abnormal change. It is even more dangerous. We can only climb up along the cliff..."

Qin Li felt the situation was tricky but was not deterred. He swallowed a few pills to restore his spiritual power, sacrificed his most precious robe, and then performed a water spell. A layer of ice attached to his body surface, and he used his hands and feet to climb up.

The climbing process is not as easy as imagined, and the flames spewing out of the hollow can burn through the robes.

Qin Li gritted his teeth, and by the time he was about to climb under the spirit tree, his entire body was black, his robes were full of holes, and his body was covered with blisters. He looked extremely miserable, and could only desperately cast spells.

After much effort, he finally arrived under the spiritual tree. He held onto the stone platform with his right hand and suddenly felt a soft touch at his fingertips. His heart tightened and he looked up, his face filled with shock.

The little fox had come under the tree at some point, with its front paws resting on his hand, unharmed. It tilted its head and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"you……"

Qin Li was speechless.

The little fox wrinkled his pink nose, "How are you going to protect me in the future if you're so stupid?"

"Can you talk?"

Qin Li was so shocked that the spiritual power in his body became disordered, causing the spell to become unstable. He was immediately burned by the fire and screamed, and suddenly fell down.

The little fox looked helpless, covered his eyes and let out a long sigh.

There is no shortage of demon kings in Qianshan Bamboo Sea now, and there is enough Emperor Liquid. One drop is enough to awaken the intelligence of the little demon.

‘Poof! ’

Qin Li fell into the middle of the river, drifted in the water, and struggled to get ashore. The burning pain was relieved a little.

The little fox jumped down and opened his mouth to say something, but suddenly his expression froze. With a whoosh, he jumped behind Qin Li, curled up into a ball, and covered his head with his tail.

Qin Li was stunned for a moment, then he noticed two figures in the air. When he saw the appearance of one of them clearly, he was shocked.

"Ancestor..."

Qin Li quickly turned over and knelt on the ground, "Qin Li greets the ancestor!"

Qin Niansui had just come from the North Sea and happened to pass by. He ignored the young man from the Qin family, just glanced at the little fox, and continued to fly towards the main peak.

The little fox trembled, and after a while, it carefully raised its tail. Seeing that the person in the air had left, it breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Qin Li was still kneeling on the ground, it scratched his arm and said, "Hey! What's your name?"

"My name is Qin Li," Qin Li answered honestly.

"Qin?"

The little fox rolled his eyes, jumped onto his shoulder and laid down, giving him a fruit, "It's you!"

……

Qin Niansui wouldn't care about the games of the younger generations. He frowned, worried about the future of his master's sect.

Currently, only a few gods in Qingyang Temple know that Qin Sang has returned.

Qin Niansui didn't understand why Master Yufu made such a decision. Qingyang Temple had long wanted to rebuild its mountain gate, but they knew that the eyes of the world were on them, so they could only postpone it again and again.

Qingyang Temple led all tribes and factions to fight against the Changyou tribe. If they wanted to win the support of the people and always take the lead, they would definitely lead the way. At first, there were many doubts. Later, the masters of Qianshan Bamboo Sea were swept away by the mist waterfall, and Qingyang Temple suffered heavy losses. At the same time, they also showed the world their determination to do whatever it takes, and no one else could say anything.

This situation was not easy to come by, and Qingyang Temple had put a lot of thought into uniting all parties. Each tribe and faction had its own calculations, but with Qingyang Temple as a role model, they had to consider the overall situation, otherwise they would risk the disapproval of the world.

Now the external enemies have not been pacified, and Qingyang Temple has taken the initiative to withdraw its personnel in order to open up the mountain gate, which is considered a selfish act by others.

Now that Qingyang Temple has done this, how can we suppress the restless intentions of all parties in the future?
Could it be true, as the rumors say, that Fairy Liuli was seriously injured in the last battle with the chief of the Changyou tribe and the situation was not good, so Qingyang Temple had to prepare a retreat?
Even in the North Sea, various voices appeared, let alone Zhongzhou.

It is said that during this discussion among the three tribes, the Demon Tribe of the Demon Sea took the lead in launching an attack, demanding help to reclaim their ancestral land. Although the Four Saints Palace and the Witch Tribe did not make any public statement, the scene was very ugly.

"Don't worry, my husband. Master must have thought it over carefully before doing this. When the time is right, we will know."

The beautiful woman beside Qin Niansui comforted him with gentle words.

The woman was Qin Niansui's Taoist partner and also Bai Hanqiu's eldest daughter. Bai Hanqiu mentioned this matter to Qin Sang that year, and Qin Sang also left two jade pendants, which the two of them are wearing now.

"Although Master Uncle has his own considerations, for the sake of the sect's overall plan, no matter what others think, I have seen hidden dangers, so I must mention it!"

Qin Niansui shook his head slightly and glanced across the ground.

One has to admit that the new mountain gate is indeed magnificent and incomparable to the other temples. Even he can't help but be attracted by it. No wonder the morale of the disciples is so high. It's a pity that they only know the joy here and are unaware of the hidden worries outside.

They sped up and soon reached the main peak. As soon as they landed, a deacon came forward to greet them.

Upon learning of their purpose, the deacon turned and went into the hall to report.

……

At this time, Li Yufu was at the back mountain of the main peak, standing respectfully in front of Qin Sang's cave.

After waiting for a while, he suddenly saw a glow on the surface of the stone door, which slowly opened. A moment later, Qin Sang walked out.

"See Master."

Li Yufu bowed and followed Qin Sang to the top of the mountain.

Qin Sang stood with his hands behind his back, released his spiritual sense, and silently swept across the earth, sensing the changes in Qingyang Temple.

After this period of seclusion, his cultivation has basically stabilized, and Qingyang Temple has also made rapid progress, basically meeting the requirements of his seclusion premise.

Next, it is time to start preparing for the Thunder Altar. Qin Sang plans to build the main altar first, and then the branch altar. The construction of the mountain gate will be carried out simultaneously with the altar.

Since the requirements of the Thunder Altar are very strict, it cannot be accomplished with the power of Qingyang Temple alone, and some things must be done by him personally. (End of this chapter)