Walking on the avenue, surrounded by the endless pure land of the sacred mountain, the ups and downs of the fairy mountain, the surrounding of the heavenly palace, the waterfall and the clouds, the spirit crane singing, it is really infinitely desirable.

In the depths of the Tianyuan Mountain Range, countless spiritual mist surged, divine light steamed, and in that brilliant divine light, there seemed to be stars floating, and the sun and moon rotated, as if a new world was being born.

All of this couldn't help but make Lin Tian feel extremely shocked, and he also walked towards some Wanzhang Majestic Peaks, in front of those peaks, huge stone tablets were erected, and the inheritance information about the peaks was carved on them.

As long as the information on the stele is checked, ordinary people can find a suitable inheritance for themselves, and then worship in that mountain peak and become a registered disciple among them.

And among the many peaks, the several peaks in the center are the most majestic, like the emperor of ten thousand peaks, countless peaks worship its top, it looks extremely magnificent, blooming with endless divine light.

Lin Tian originally planned to worship a mountain peak casually, but the disciples of those peaks all knew about Lin Tian's situation and all rejected Lin Tian's request.

In this regard, Lin Tian also felt very helpless, could it be that he wanted to become the first registered disciple who was not accepted by any mountain, and that would not make people laugh out of their big teeth.

After trying dozens of mountain peaks, none of them received Lin Tian's entrance, and amid the ridicule of many disciples, Lin Tian followed the trail and gradually came to an extremely remote place.

Suddenly, a desolate mountain appeared in front of it, overgrown with weeds, dead branches, and countless old vines entwined everywhere, and it seemed that it had been uninhabited for a long time.

That barren mountain was very conspicuous under the shadow of the majestic and towering sacred mountains around it, and Lin Tian was also puzzled, not knowing how such a barren place could appear in this Pure Land Fairyland.

After observing for a while, Lin Tian's eyes lit up, and he found a tall stone tablet beside the road, covered with countless ancient vines, covering the words on it.

Quickly stepped forward and tore off the rattan and weeds on the stele, revealing a simple and desolate stele, but most of the words on it had been erased, leaving only the word Juntian, looming.

Seeing this, Lin Tian was overjoyed in his heart, with this stone tablet standing here, it means that this mountain peak is also a heritage in the Qiankun Taoist sect.

Although it is very dilapidated, there seems to be no one left, but as long as you can worship in it, it doesn't matter, this inheritance should not be as picky as other places.

Thinking of it, Lin Tian searched for a long time, and only then did he find a path full of miscellaneous trees and completely submerged by dead leaves, and climbed towards the mountain while chopping dead branches and rattans.

After a long time, Lin Tian followed the path and finally came to an extremely dilapidated palace on the mountain, which had half collapsed there, with countless ancient trees stretching out branches from it, and some birds nesting on it.

Only the huge stone pillars stand there, faintly with a charm that supports heaven and earth, as if they are still telling the ancient glory.

Lin Tian came to the half-hidden gate, slapped it lightly a few times, and made a dull sound, which spread in the empty palace.

"What man!" said an old voice from the palace, and then, with a string of shredded footsteps, an old man with a wrinkled face and a slender figure walked out.

The old man tried his best to open his cloudy eyes, as if he wanted to see Lin Tian in front of him clearly, and said tremblingly: "Who are you, if you want to worship the mountain gate, you should go to other places!"

"There have been no disciples here for hundreds of years, and all inheritances have been cut off, leaving only my old man alone to watch the door, you better go!"

Hearing the old man's persuasion, Lin Tian was unusually firm, and stepped forward to hold the old man's right hand: "Senior, I have already tried other places, and there is no mountain summit to accept me at all, so I want to stay here!"

Just when Lin Tian's hands touched the old man, the old man's right hand trembled imperceptibly, and his eyes seemed to flash with a supreme scene of opening the world and distinguishing turbidity.

At the same time, a trace of surprise flashed away, like an illusion, and even Lin Tian didn't notice it, turning back into the thin old man.

"Since you've decided to stay here, just do whatever you want, as long as you don't regret it, find a room by yourself, clean it and live in, anyway, I'm the only bad old man left here!"

The old man waved his hand lightly and staggered towards the depths of the palace, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and he might fall to the ground at any moment.

"I don't know how to honor the name of the senior!" Seeing that he had successfully stayed, Lin Tian was also slightly happy, and hurriedly shouted at the old man.

"You can just call me Old Man Yi, I'm just an old man who takes care of this Jun Tianfeng, where is there any big name!" A faint voice came into Lin Tian's ears, and then, silence returned to the palace.

Leaving this palace, Lin Tian looked behind him, and behind him was an endless group of palaces, with many pavilions and deep courtyards, and he could see what the scenery was before.

It's a pity that now the yard is overgrown with weeds more than one person high, and there are ruins and broken walls everywhere, and as Lin Tian walks, there are some birds, birds, foxes and rabbits scattered from time to time.

It was not easy to find a palace that had not collapsed, and Lin Tian spent another effort to clean up the dead branches and leaves and countless dust, and repaired it, and finally it was barely able to live.

Subsequently, Old Man Yi sent over some daily necessities, as well as a few sets of clothing and identity jade plates of the registered disciples of the Qiankun Taoist Sect, and asked Lin Tian to put them away, saying that he had reported Lin Tian to the sect and registered it, and did not ask Lin Tian about his specific origin.

The sky was getting dark, Lin Tianpan sat on the bed, emptied his mind, and began to polish the true qi in his body, comprehend the truth of the avenue between heaven and earth, and not waste any time.

Time was fleeting, and in the blink of an eye, the night had passed, and the golden glow filled the entire sky, and an eternal divine sun rose and hung in the sky.

With a "squeak", a dilapidated door slowly opened, making a noise, Lin Tian walked out of the room, stretched a long lazy waist, and suddenly there was a crackling bone crash all over his body.

At this time, Lin Tian had already changed into the clothes of a registered disciple, the whole robe was light blue, all of them were woven from hundred-year-old ice silk, warm in winter and cool in summer, extremely tough, ordinary knives and axes could not hurt him at all.

Under the illumination of the sun, Lin Tian's whole person exuded a glittering brilliance, like a turbid immortal, with an extraordinary look.