West Kunlun, since ancient times, has been regarded as the closest place to the gate of heaven, has always been known as Kunlun fairyland, and even the thirty-six caves and seventy-two blessed lands are slightly inferior to it, and the number of peaks occupied by the Taoist sect is the core of West Kunlun, which is undoubtedly the best cave heaven blessed land in the world, and almost does not use one of the suffixes.

Since the establishment of the Taoist ancestors, to the autumn leaf generation has been the fourteenth generation, the fourteenth generation of painstaking management, created the Taoist millennium, the millennium of the foundation and the Taoist today's heyday, no matter how the cultivation community has a mixed reputation for the Daozong, it cannot be denied that now the Taoist Sect does have the momentum of the world's first sect.

Xiao Yu and Xu Zhenzhi stopped on an unknown snow peak, Xu Zhenzhi raised a pile of rootless fire, and said to Xiao Yu while roasting the freshly caught snow chicken: "This snow chicken in Kunlun Mountain is different from other places, especially the snow chicken in West Kunlun, I think it is stained with fairy energy, not only the meat is smooth and tender, but also can prolong life if you eat too much, Lord Wang, do you want to taste the old man's craftsmanship later?"

For these obviously nonsense words, Xiao Yu could only laugh at them. If there was really immortal qi in this Kunlun Mountain, then the Dao Sect would not have only a few people who had ascended to the Dao for thousands of years.

The two of them had just stepped into the range of West Kunlun now, and they were still quite a distance away from the Dao Sect located in the depths of West Kunlun. However, Xu Zhenzhi somehow did not want to do it again, and wanted to take a break. After days of running, Xiao Yu also felt a little tired, so he did not object, and only now there is the scene of Xu Zhenzhi's roasted snow chicken.

Seeing that Xiao Yu didn't respond, Xu Zhenzhi was still talking to himself, and after a while, the snow chicken had been roasted, Xu Zhenzhi rolled up his sleeves and feasted without any manners, praising while eating, Xiao Yu was sitting cross-legged on a big stone, looking at the direction of the Taoist sect thoughtfully.

After eating, Xu Zhenzhi grabbed two handfuls of white snow and wiped his hands, and then wiped it on his clothes, and after perceiving Xiao Yu's gaze, he defended himself with a little curtle: "The old man doesn't love power, money, and fame, but there are only two things that are my favorite in life, one is to walk the world's famous mountains and rivers, and the other is this appetite." ”

Xiao Yu pulled the corners of his mouth, and he smiled, "Mr. Xu's artistic conception is lofty, and Xiao is not as good." ”

Xu Zhenzhi coughed lightly and said: "Don't underestimate a word for eating, but there are university questions, when to eat what, how to eat, this is all very particular, Confucian saints have said that you don't get tired of eating, you don't get tired of eating, the prince is now noble, and you should pay attention to it." ”

Xiao Yu somehow remembered the banquet he had eaten at Qizhou Daomen this year, laughed dryly, and did not speak.

Seeing Xiao Yu stuffy like a gourd, Xu Zhenzhi also felt bored, no longer mentioned this stubble, and asked instead: "Is the prince's pranayama good, if it is good, let's go." ”

Xiao Yu got up and nodded: "Today is the sixth day, and it should be able to catch up with the first seven of the Great True People." ”

Xu Zhenzhi smiled and said: "The terrain of West Kunlun is even more steep than that of Central Kunlun, if the prince does not hurry up, I am afraid that he will miss the time." ”

Xiao Yu said softly: "That's it, then let's go." ”

After that, Xiao Yu turned into Changhong, and after Xu Zhenzhi chuckled, he followed.

There is no end to the vast snow-capped mountains, and two long rainbows walk in the middle, looking so small. After a whole day and a night's work, nine mountain peaks standing in each other's arms suddenly appeared in front of the two of them, as if they stood out from the surrounding snowy peaks. And the other eight peaks clustered in the middle are even higher, and there is a large array visible to the naked eye on it, forming a faint halo of temperature around it, which is the first peak in the world, Du Tianfeng.

Closer to it, you can see that there are rope bridges connecting the nine peaks, and there are more continuous buildings on each peak and the mountainside, surrounded by clouds, these palaces seem to be looming, really like the white jade king in the sky.

The last time Xiao Yu came to the Taoist Sect, he was directly brought into the Taoist Sect, and when he was in this mountain, how could he get a glimpse of the whole picture of this mountain? This time, he really saw the true face of the towering Taoist Sect. He couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart, he had been to Buddhism, he had also been to the Molun Temple, and he had also heard of the Tianji Pavilion hidden in the dynasty and the Sword Sect of the overseas immortal island, but compared with the Taoist Sect, there was still too much difference, even if the ancestral temple of the Buddhism Gate was like a majestic city, the thirty-six islands of the Sword Sect, but after all, it was still in the mortal world, how could it be compared to Bai Yujing in the "heaven"!?

For thousands of years, there have been more than 100 free immortals here, and there are no shortage of immortals who have attained the Tao here and ascended into the boundless mystical world. The majesty of thousands of years made Xiao Yu and Xu Zhenzhi a little heavy, and even gave birth to a sense of insignificance. How about the invincibility of heaven and man? What about the realm of freedom? There is no shortage of masters here, let alone people who are astonishing, even if it is the ancestor of the Sword Sect, who overwhelms the twenty-four great true people with one sword, he is only betraying the Dao Sect, what can he do with the Dao Sect? Not to mention, there is still an immortal immortal in the Dao Sect now.

If you don't have the rank of heavenly immortal, it is better to be immortal.

Although the real person in charge of the sect has shown the appearance of ascension, if he is ruthless, he will fight to be punished by thunder once every hundred years, and stay in the world to be an immortal. At that time, who else in the world can help this living immortal?

It's just that the true person in charge of the sect can really give up the fruit of ascension and become an earth immortal stranded in the mortal world? This is something that no one dares to say.

Getting closer and closer to the Dao Sect, Xiao Yu and Xu Zhenzhi did not support it, and after falling from the sky, they decided to go up the mountain from the foot of Tianxuan Peak.

The two didn't go far along the bluestone steps, and they saw a stone tablet engraved with the word Tianxuan, and there were two Zhike Taoists on the side of the stone tablet.

During this time, there were people who came to hang the dustless real people, some flew directly to the halfway up the mountain, and some walked up from the foot of the mountain a little bit, the two people who knew the guest and the Taoist saw a lot of people, their eyes were vicious, and they saw Xiao Yu in mourning clothes with a good temperament, but the old man who followed him was a little sloppy, but there were many people in the cultivation world who did not follow common sense, and they did not dare to slack off, so they hurriedly greeted them, "Welcome to the door." ”

Xiao Yu also saluted: "Not a guest." ”

The two acquaintances were slightly stunned, but they understood in an instant, and said to Xiao Yu: "It turned out to be senior brother, senior brother has just come back from the funeral outside?"

Xiao Yu nodded, and pointed to Xu Zhenzhi beside him, "This is the guest, this is Mr. Xu Da of Tianji Pavilion." ”

Mr. Xu!?

The two Zhike were taken aback, this can be regarded as one of the heaviest among the people who came to mourn this time, the two did not dare to slack off, one of the Zhike Daoist had already gone to inform the real person in charge, and the Zhike Taoist who spoke before apologized to Xiao Yu and said: "This senior brother, since it is Mr. Xu, naturally he does not dare to slack off, but there are not enough people, how about asking the senior brother to go up the mountain by himself?"

Xiao Yu nodded.

Xu Zhenzhi didn't speak from beginning to end, just glanced at Xiao Yu, and followed the Zhike Taoist to the Welcome Pavilion.

Xiao Yu carefully sorted out his appearance, brushed the dust off the mourning clothes, and then walked towards the top of the mountain step by step.

When Qingchen personally descended the mountain to greet Xu Zhenzhi, Xiao Yu had already climbed three hundred steps.

The two free-spirited immortals naturally did not climb the stairs, and directly took off to the top of the mountain, while Xiao Yu was still walking alone on the long mountain road. As he himself said, he is not a guest, nor does he need to be welcomed, but he just uses his own actions to send the dustless real people on their last journey.

On the main hall of Tianxuan Peak, because today is the first seven of the dustless Dazhen, and the three seven and the five seven belong to the single seven, and the relatives and friends must be there, and the sacrifice is solemn, so the dust word generation except for a few people who can not return to the Taoist sect, has all arrived, nearly 30 people, all of them are real people, big real people, and there is no lack of hall masters, peak masters, headed by the real people of Zhangjiao, standing in the east of the coffin, and the west side is the condolence guests headed by the first seat of the Buddhist Gate Dari Courtyard.

After Qingchen led Xu Zhenzhi into the Tianxuan Palace, Qingchen walked to the end of the peak master's column and stood still, while Xu Zhenzhi was solemn and saluted with incense.

After Xu Zhenzhi's worship, he nodded slightly with many old acquaintances, and then retreated to the side of the guests, standing side by side with Bukong.

This was followed by the worship of many strangers of different identities. Since it is the first person in the world to personally inquire about the arrangement, the funeral of this dustless great real person has become a major event in the cultivation world, and most of the people who can attend on this occasion are famous people, and there are also many young disciples who have been brought to see the world by their own masters, after all, there are not many opportunities to ascend to the Taoist sect in ordinary times, so there are many visitors this time, although they are not as good as the three thousand visitors when they last discussed the Tao, but there are also nearly a thousand people.

Suddenly, Lu Xinlian, who was kneeling beside her, widened her autumn eyes and looked outside the door of the main hall.

I saw a young man in mourning clothes slowly walking into the main hall.

The guests were stunned at first, and then they all made way for this person.

When the young visitor walked to the front and back of the spirit, Autumn Leaves, who was also dressed in white, stepped forward, stood in the position of the main priest, was silent for a moment, and said in a loud voice: "Bow!"

The visitor took three steps, then knelt on his knees and bowed three times.

"Second worship!"

The person who came got up, took three steps forward, then knelt on the ground, and bowed three times.

"Three bows!"

The people who came knelt in front of the dustless spirit, a total of three bows and nine kowtows, and performed the great gift of the kings of heaven and earth!

He said in a deep voice: "Disciple Xiao Yu, I am here to send you on the last journey!"