On this day, as usual, Dong Lingjun cleared the Dao Dharma in his ashram.

Since more than 40 years ago, after being fortunate enough to worship Penglai Immortal Mountain, Dong Lingjun's life has been very regular, and he first practiced the Tuna method in the early morning every day.

Stay until noon, get up and practice Ling Xuan swordsmanship and immeasurable fist palm outside the mansion.

In the evening, I returned to my room and learned the Penglai Sword Codex.

More than 40 years has been the same, and it sounds boring.

But for those who are bent on seeking enlightenment, this kind of day is the most appropriate.

Only by having a pure heart and few desires and being free from worries and red dust can we stabilize the Dao heart and cultivate the true Fa.

This Penglai Immortal Mountain is indeed very quiet, except for the opening of the Immortal Mountain once every 20 years, it will be noisy for a few days, and there is nothing major happening on weekdays.

In the entire mountain, only a few hundred people gathered.

It is also scattered on several mountain peaks, and the rest of the people are walking in the red dust, and it is normal not to see others for a few months.

However, on this day, when Dong Lingjun had just transported the Lingxu Breathing Method and was about to continue to breathe out true qi, someone came to visit.

"Dongling Sword Monarch, the head of the Dao Monarch has called you to meet at the main peak, and there are important matters to discuss."

"Huh?"

Dong Lingjun was disturbed when he was angry, and he didn't like it in his heart.

He frowned, and touched the beard on his chest again, this head of the Dao Monarch used to be in the ascetic cultivation of the secret art of the Sword Codex, why did he suddenly summon it today?

Could it be that his disciple caused some trouble when he was walking outside?

Thinking of this, a trace of worry flashed in Dong Lingjun's eyes.

He instructed the Taoist boy outside the door, told him to wait for a moment, and then got up and changed his clothes.

When Dong Lingjun walked out of the wing, it was already a big change.

He was wearing a cyan robe, and the back of the robe was not decorated with yin and yang fish or gossip patterns, but some strange runes of dragons flying and phoenix dancing.

There is also a beaded flower decoration on the shoulders.

It looks a little exaggerated, but there is a hint of mysterious temperament blessing, under the robe, it is a white plain suit, and the moon lacks a jade ring hanging on his chest.

On the top of his head, he wore a crown of Tongtiandao, tied up his long black hair with a green jade hosta, and his hair was draped behind him, and he didn't need a hairband or belt, so he let his long hair fly.

The long beard is very well trimmed, and between walking, there is the breath of fairy wind and bones.

Although this Dong Lingjun is already in his forties, because he has been practicing the immortal family exercises all year round, his face looks like he is at most thirty.

True Qi is always warm, so that the skin of the face is properly maintained, and it is better than the skin of those young girls.

He has a pair of sharp eyes, as well as a pair of real sword eyebrows, just looking at the appearance, he can feel that in addition to the lightness, there is a trace of murder.

There is a sense of calm in his eyes, and there is even a feeling of indifference, as if he is dismissive of the outside world.

This Dong Lingjun held a delicate whisk in his hand, and behind his robe, he also carried a cyan ancient sword, judging from the decoration of the sword grid and the sword, this sword was also extraordinary.

It's just that after the sword, it is also decorated with sword spikes made of pearl and jade agate and colorful rope.

The decoration is a little exaggerated.

He stepped out of the chamber and looked up.

Overhead, there are specks of light refracted by the sun through the sea, which are quite blurry, like phantom light, shining on a light wall of light.

There was also a whale, stretching its huge body, like a mythical kun, slowly swimming through the sea of light above Lingxu Peak.

Yes.

Penglai Immortal Mountain is stored under the deep sea!

A whole mountain range with a radius of 100 miles is protected by a layer of light wall under hundreds of millions of tons of seawater, no matter how many immortals in the outside world look for it on the vast sea, how can they find this immortal family's hidden place?

Dong Lingjun still remembers the shock and shock when he was admitted to the Immortal Gate when he was a child, and when he first came to this secret place of the Immortal Family.

More than forty years have passed in a flash, and every time I look up at the wall of light above my head, the astonishment and sigh in my heart have not weakened in the slightest.

This is all the blessing and protection of the ancestors.

A thousand years after the death of this aura, although this mountain protection circle can still operate and resist the erosion of the sea, it cannot preserve the aura in Penglai Mountain.

So that this immortal land is no more strange than the outside world.

"I'll go first, you just walk slowly."

Dong Lingjun retracted his gaze, nodded to the little Dao boy in the blue Dao robe in front of him, and then used the Lifting Body Method, and jumped down from the peak of the submarine mountain.

Dong Lingjun was fluttering in the air, and he was in free fall down a hundred feet.

When he reached the middle of the ridge, he waved the dust in his hand, and the whole figure flickered for a moment, and with the help of a pine tree, his speed slowed down by most of the time, and Fuer continued to fly downward.

His wide long sleeves swayed behind him, as if he had flown across the mountain, and it only took a dozen breaths for him to fall from the top of the mountain peak into the mountain path below.

In a few more ups and downs, it disappeared on the bluestone steps leading to the main peak.

After a short time, Dong Lingjun, who was breathing evenly and his hair was not messy at all, came to the main hall above the main peak.

This Penglai hall is also a creation left by the ancestors thousands of years ago, the solemn atmosphere is naturally needless to say, it is built on the main peak, there are nine stories high, like a wooden tower.

But this place is connected to the mountain protection array of Penglai Mountain, although it is wooden, it is immortal for thousands of years, and it is difficult to hurt it with the world's treasure blade.

This main hall is the most important place in Penglai Mountain, the entire immortal gate has inherited thousands of years of spell secret techniques, immortal longevity techniques, etc., are stored here, and it is also the place where the master of the Taoist sect practiced.

On the vermilion gate of the nine-story hall that spreads nearly 100 zhang, there is an ancient plaque with four big characters written on it.

"Penglai Wonderland"

"Dong Ling, come in, I have something to say to you."

A slightly old voice sounded from the Penglai hall, there was an ethereal feeling, Dong Lingjun heard the call, so he didn't dare to delay, got up and entered the hall.

The interior of this hall is quite plain, there are no gorgeous embellishments, it is a big house covered with black jade, at the end of the main hall.

It is a picture of Penglai immortals.

According to the inheritance era, from top to bottom, there are more than a dozen successful people in Penglai Xianshan in the past dynasties, but they stopped at the time point thousands of years ago.

In the future, the tablet of each Daojun in Penglai can only be placed on the table under the group of immortals, and it is not allowed to be included in the group of immortals.

This represents the regret and helplessness of all the immortal cultivators in the end of the Dharma era, without the aura entering the body, no matter how wonderful the immortal art is, it will not be able to be unleashed, so it will naturally not be able to get rid of freedom and seek immortal immortal path.

And those immortals who had achieved success in cultivation before also fell one by one in this cruel era.

The people in the martial arts sound like just a story, but for Penglai Mountain, the last inheritors of the immortal gate, this is a tragedy in the world, like a desperate situation in hell.

And in front of the group of immortals, there is a white-bearded old man.

His dress was very similar to Dong Lingjun, except that he was wearing a dark colored robe, and the embellishment on his shoulders was not beaded jade, but a black streamer.

It is also strange to say that there is no wind in the main hall, but the light streamer has been suspended behind the old road.

There are also two long white eyebrows extending from the corners of the old eyebrows, like whiskers, floating on the cheeks, which is quite strange.

"The Lord."

Dong Lingjun made a mockery of the old way in front of him, and said:

"Could it be that my disciple misbehaved outside and caused trouble?"

"That's not the case, Dongling, don't think about it."

Lao Dao put a few sticks of incense on the group of immortals, then picked up the white whisk, and turned to look at Dong Lingjun with a smile.

He said to Dong Lingjun:

"Your disciple, Liu Zhuoran, is a person with a clear heart and a lot of talent.

If it was still a thousand years ago, he must have been successful in cultivation and could step into the road to heaven, but he was born in the wrong era, just like you and me. ”

Speaking of this, Penglai Daojun sighed, he shook off the dust, and said:

"Zhuo Ran walked in the world, holding the Ling Xuan Sword to kill demons and demons, protecting the common people, and in a few years, he has removed several evil obstacles for my Penglai.

If they practice my Penglai exercises, but do not do good deeds, they should be punished, and if they do not do good, they must cut off their lives and avoid the suffering of the world.

You are not called today because of something extraordinary, but because of another important matter. ”

Lao Dao sat on the chair and looked at Dong Lingjun.

His face became serious, and his two long white eyebrows twitched, and he said:

"Dongling, you have been in Penglai for forty-five years, but do you still remember when you started, I told you that I Penglai inherited the wonder of swordsmanship?"

"Naturally, I remember."

Dong Lingjun held the dust whisk and said calmly:

"My Penglai swordsmanship, all from the Penglai Sword Codex, is the real immortal fairy sword derivation of the peerless martial arts, the so-called red dust Ling Xuxiao Canghai, is the Penglai Sword Dictionary differentiation of the three peerless swordsmanship.

The sword style and sword intent are different, but they have the same goal, pointing to the essence of swordsmanship, and you can return to the basics. ”

"You remember well."

Lao Dao smiled and nodded, he twisted his white beard, and said:

"Penglai has been passed down to my generation, Ling Xu's swordsmanship and Ling Xu's sword are in your hands, and now you have passed on the Lingxu Sword to the talented Zhuo Ran, and the inheritance of your vein is hopeful.

And the Red Dust Sword, and my Penglai way of pure heart, since more than 20 years ago, the Red Dust Jun and the Red Dust Sword were destroyed in an accident, and its sword style was also sealed by us.

Since it is not beneficial to practice with us, there is naturally no need to pay attention.

The only thing that makes people sigh is the Canghai Sword Style, one of the Three Spirit Swords, and the famous blade Juque, which was lost in the chaos because of the rebellion in my Penglai. ”

Penglai Daojun's eyes were full of regret, and he said:

"What happened twenty or thirty years ago is the biggest regret of my life, your senior brother, my junior brother, moved the mountain sword monarch insisted on going his own way, killed the same sect, destroyed the spirit sword, and betrayed the master with Juque and Canghai Sword style, it is really like a catastrophe."

Dong Lingjun did not answer.

This was not something he could participate in, and at the time of the civil strife in Penglai, he was just a teenager and didn't know anything about it.

He and Zhiqian Mountain have not seen each other for more than twenty or thirty years, but in Dong Lingjun's heart, Senior Brother Qianshan is an open-minded person, and he also took care of him when he was young at that time.

It's really not like a big traitor.

It's just that in front of the head of the Daojun, it is inconvenient for him to say more.

"Dong Ling, that's why I called you here today."

Penglai Lao Dao waved the dust, and he said to Dong Lingjun:

"A few days ago, I accidentally learned about the traces of my brother who moved the mountain, he has unfortunately passed away, I want you to go out of the mountain and bring my brother's bones back to Penglai for burial.

There are also giant sword and sea sword tricks.

That's all Penglai's secret tradition, so be sure to bring it back together. ”

"Yes!"

Dong Lingjun's heart was shocked.

He has always learned that although Penglai Mountain is beyond the world, in the hands of the head of the Daojun, he has his own set of well-informed information channels, and it seems that on the rivers and lakes, anything that happens in the world cannot be hidden from him.

"And, Dong Ling."

Lao Tao also advised:

"My junior brother who moved the mountain seems to have inherited disciples, if you can find it, you will also bring it back to Penglai together.

What happened back then, although it was the fault of the senior brother who moved the mountain first, but his disciple was innocent in the end, since he learned my Penglai swordsmanship, he was my Penglai person.

It just so happens that the next generation of disciples is the only one who picks out disciples, which is not very good.

Bring the child back, so that Zhuo Ran also has a junior brother to accompany him. And, beside the disciple of the disciple who moved the mountain, there seemed to be a young man accompanying him. ”

Old Penglai narrowed his eyes, and he said to Dong Lingjun:

"That young man, there is a generation of worldly strange people Zhang Moxie's beloved things in his hands, you and I both know that Zhang Moxie was awarded immortal fate in Taihang Mountain twenty-four years ago.

It's just that Zhang Moxie has a ghostly mind and doesn't want to have too much contact with my Penglai, so I will miss it.

This matter of immortal fate is extremely important to my Penglai Immortal Road... Dongling, if you can, bring him back too, if you really can't do it, don't force it. ”

"Yes!"

Dong Lingjun leaned over slightly, and was about to leave, but was called by the head of the Daojun.

The old Taoist handed a white jade porcelain vase to Dong Lingjun, and he said:

"This thing can help you find Juque, take it with you."

Dong Lingjun accepted the white jade porcelain vase, he made a mockery of the old way, and was about to turn around and leave, but after only taking a few steps, he turned around and asked:

"Head of the Daojun, when Zhuo Ran went down the mountain, you asked my disciple to search for the news of the 'Spirit Attraction Technique' for me Penglai, but I don't know, Zhuo Ran has been out of the mountain for several years, have you ever found it?"

"Alas, that spirit attraction technique, even a thousand years ago, was a secret inheritance of the immortal family."

The old Taoist sighed, and he said:

"I also said it casually to Zhuo Ran, and I didn't have hope."

"Is that so?"

Dong Lingjun nodded, but he had doubts in his heart, and since he mentioned it today, he asked again:

"Senior brother, why have you been searching for this spiritual technique all your life? Could it be that this also has something to do with my Penglai inheritance? ”

"Dong Ling doesn't need to ask."

Lao Dao shook his head, he opened his eyes, and said to Dong Lingjun:

"This is Penglai's top secret, when you take over the Daojun seal letter from my hands and become the next generation of Penglai Daojun, I will naturally inform you.

Let's go, and look for Juque.

In addition, Dongling, you have not left the mountain gate for many years, and you don't know much about the outside world, so I have also prepared some people from outside the territory to guide you.

I know that your swordsmanship is subtle and fascinating, but you must not underestimate the worldly warriors.

They cultivate martial arts, which is different from our immortal paths.

But the three thousand avenues have their own wonders.

Be careful, the matter of moving the mountain has made my Penglai inheritance decline more and more, and now the way to seek immortals is extremely difficult, and I really can't afford to lose it anymore. ”