A sharp headache woke him up from his deep meditation.

He opened his eyes and let the world come crashing into him.

I saw that the sun was high and the sky was clear...... It's still the familiar sky, the sky inside the dome.

This is the second place in the Lingshan Hundred Palaces, the heaven and earth in the hall are self-unified, take the leylines of Kyushu for their own use, provide an endless stream of aura for the retreaters, and it is the most famous cave heaven blessed land in the world.

And he was in retreat here, in order to seek a myriad golden pill that could reach the heavenly court of the immortal realm.

As a closed disciple of Song Yijing, the master of Lingshan Mountain, he naturally enjoyed the most favorable cultivation environment in the world, and he was confident enough to successfully condense the Dan in a maximum of three months, becoming the youngest Jindan real person in the immortal calendar for thousands of years.

Lingshan is the leader of the Immortal Dao in Kyushu, and the founder Chicheng is the first ancestor of ten thousand immortals to ascend to the immortal realm and establish the heavenly court. Song Yijing, the contemporary mountain master, is a veritable first person in the mortal world...... With such multiple backgrounds, his path to cultivating immortals should be invincible.

But now it seems that the matter of Ning Dan seems to have been repeated, he should not have woken up so early, and he should not have been at a loss after waking up, as if he had lost a lot of memories, his limbs and hundreds of bones were even weaker, and the true yuan that should have been full like a surging river and sea was also close to exhaustion, but the dantian jade mansion was still empty.

This is not only a disappointment of Ning Dan, but a complete failure, as if returning to the early stage of foundation building overnight.

However, he was not discouraged, as if there were no setbacks to be discouraged in the world.

If the condensation pill fails, then condense another one...... It's just that the elixir materials prepared during the retreat have been exhausted, and the cultivation has regressed to some extent, and although the temple is full of spiritual energy, it is not suitable for healing.

Thinking of this, he reluctantly got up and said casually: "Feishenglu." ”

The next moment, a gentle golden light bloomed in his hand, and an apricot-colored book floated in front of him. The cover reads the word Feishenglu in a quaint font, but underneath it is his personal signature.

"Oh, Wang Luo."

Seeing the familiar handwriting, he finally got rid of the chaos in his mind, remembering that his name was Wang Luo, born in a paradise with beautiful mountains and rivers in Lingzhou, but he was affected by the war in the mortal realm at an early age.

And the Ascension Record at hand is the proof of immortality.

Every Lingshan person who enters the mountain will get a book of ascension given by the mountain owner, which is not only the identity authentication of the Lingshan people, but also the supreme magic weapon to assist in cultivation.

And what Wang Luo wants now is the most basic communication function.

"Senior sister, Ning Dan failed, ask for comfort."

When he encountered a problem in his cultivation, his first reaction was not to ask for help from his master, because although the mountain master Song Yijing was the first person in the world, and he was also sincere to the disciples who had closed the door, he had practiced for more than 400 years, and he was only one foot away from ascending, and he had no time to be distracted by the affairs of the mortal world.

In fact, the one who really guided Wang Luo's cultivation was the senior sister Lu Zhiyao, who taught the teacher on behalf of the teacher.

A real strange person.

As the first disciple of the mountain master Song Yijing, Lu Zhiyao's talent and talent are beyond doubt. Before Wang Luo entered the mountain, she was recognized as the most talented in the world, and she was already proficient in all arts when Ning Dan was born, and her achievements were even no less than that of Immortal Ancestor Chicheng.

But in my memory, there is actually very little content about my sister's preaching and teaching, and it is more of a picture of daily companionship.

Because of Lu Zhiyao's daily life, the painting style is too strange.

When Wang Luo first entered the mountain gate, he was led by Song Yijing to meet the monks of Lingshan, and everyone was either enthusiastic or cold, always self-respecting and controlling etiquette.

Only Lu Zhiyao groaned softly: "There is Zhengtai!?" ”

picked up Wang Luo and lifted him high.

In one fell swoop, she broke through the sky - on a whim, she directly threw Wang Luo into the air, leaving an unforgettable first impression on the little boy who first entered Lingshan.

After returning from the embarrassment of thinking about Taiwan, Lu Zhiyao was still arranged to teach as a substitute teacher, but in addition to guiding her practice, she always likes to tell strange stories.

In the story, there are a lot of inexplicable words, such as Zhengtai and. There are also many stories of impropriety, such as Zhengtai and.

When Wang Luo didn't understand, Lu Zhiyao would also explain kindly: "For example, you are Zhengtai, and Song Yijing is." ”

Although every time he explains like this, he will provoke the anger of the mountain lord Song Yijing, but Lu Zhiyao can always escape in the anger of the first person in the world, and then tell Wang Luo even more bizarre stories.

Those stories take place in another world, where there are strange terms everywhere that make people scratch their heads, such as single fat housekeepers; There are social organizations everywhere that are very different from reality, such as the book resource exchange group; However, in addition to the bizarre, this world is self-contained, which makes people fascinated.

……

While subconsciously recalling the wonderful story of his senior sister, Wang Luo waited for the other party's response.

There was a long silence.

Wang Luo didn't care, because Lu Zhiyao was a busy person who couldn't be idle, either in trouble, or on the way to be chased and killed by Master Song Yijing after causing trouble, he didn't have the habit of replying to messages in seconds.

I can't find my senior sister, so I retreat to the next best thing.

"Master, I failed to condense the pill, and I am going to take another pill, please approve it."

However, after a long time, there was still no response from Ascension.

Wang Luo couldn't help frowning and began to contact the third person.

"Uncle Shi, I failed to Ning Dan and I can't contact Master and Senior Sister for the time being, can you please approve a copy of the materials needed for Ning Dan on behalf of Master?"

Then there was still a long silence, so Wang Luo finally realized that something was wrong.

It's okay that the senior sister and the master have lost contact, but the senior uncle Song Yiming, as Song Yijing's twin brother and acting as the mountain master, is online every day at twelve o'clock and responds to requests. It's just that his personality is more old-fashioned and square than his brother, and Wang Luo usually doesn't look for him.

But there is no precedent for finding someone who can't find it.

Thinking of this, Wang Luo faintly felt that his Ning Dan had failed, and I am afraid that there were some explanations...... And these statements are not something that can produce results behind closed doors in the Spirit Meditation Temple.

So he closed his eyes and concentrated, and integrated his still somewhat confused divine consciousness into this heaven and earth.

Open the door

In the dark, he gave orders.

Then the clear sky suddenly opened, and a ray of fairy light shone from the dome.

In a flash, Wang Luo was already standing outside the Dingling Palace, and his feet stepped on the broken jade bricks in front of the hall, which was delicate and slightly cool to the touch.

I don't know if it was a side effect of the failure of Ning Dan, but the eternally clear sky outside the hall looked gray at this time, as if a cataract filter had been added, and under the four looks, the verdant mountains surrounding the Dingling Temple were being covered by a vast sea of clouds at this time.

This situation made Wang Luo can't help but think of two years ago, when her senior sister had a big brain, she wanted to lead Lingshan Tianquan to make immortal happy water, but when she was inflated in the Dan furnace, she made a mistake and blew up the furnace on the spot, making the mountain full of sweet and greasy mist...... Although the fog was cleaned up by Song Yiming, the acting mountain owner, as soon as possible, the birds and beasts in the mountains had suffered, and many monkeys could not climb the trees.

But soon Wang Luo realized that the current situation was not the same.

This vast sea of clouds is not scattered at all, and there seems to be something hidden in the sea of clouds that makes his heart palpitate......

This is very unusual, as a closed disciple of the Lord of Lingshan Mountain, there is no reason to have palpitations in the land of Lingshan. And the people of Lingshan have no reason to put their own family in such a strange and hideous situation.

So he immediately called for a take-off and a group message.

"What's going on? *3”

After a long time, there was still no response, which made Wang Luo gasp.

Although Lingshan has always been sparsely populated, there were only 100 people at its peak, and it was reduced to only 20 people in Song Yijing's generation, but each of them has extraordinary talents, and the chances and creations are even more astonishing, and the secret magic weapon inherited by Lingshan brings unexpected surprises to people......

Why shouldn't we lose contact en masse!?

Theoretically, even if the demons in the Chidang Mountain in Mozhou poured out of the nest and coerced ten thousand demons to surround the mountain, it only took Song Yiming and two disciples to control the mountain protection array, and he could easily sweep away the demons.

What kind of accident can make such a group of Lingshan people lose contact collectively?

With a thick doubt, Wang Luo put down the ascension record and stepped into the clouds.

He wants to go to the Qiling Hall to find the answer, that is the head of the hundred halls of the Lingshan Mountain, and it is also the center of the Lingshan, what happened to this first immortal mountain in Kyushu, it is naturally clear at a glance when he arrives at the Qiling Palace.

From the Dingling Hall to the Qiling Temple, you need to go through a rugged and steep mountain road. According to Wang Luo's normal cultivation, he could have easily soared through the clouds, but now that Ning Dan has failed, his cultivation has regressed...... The clouds in the mountains also made him reluctant to move.

Strictly speaking, this milky white cloud is poisonous at all, and Wang Luo was in it, only to feel that the skin on his chest and back was slightly tight, and his eyeballs were also a little dry...... If you are an ordinary mortal creature, you may have to melt your flesh and blood if you stay in the mist for a while.

But even though his true yuan was depleted, his physical body was still that refined body, and his resistance to abnormal states was extremely strong, and this slight discomfort would not affect his actions.

Soon, he crossed the mountain road and came to the front of the Enlightenment Hall.

Except for the ubiquitous clouds and mist, everything is the same as in memory, the neat and flat square in front of the hall, the eight invisible Taoist statues that symbolize the supreme Taoism, and most importantly, the seemingly ordinary, but firmly in the highest position in the mortal world, the Lingshan Qiling Temple.

When he walked to the front of the hall, he saw that the door was closed, which made him frown again.

The status of the Qiling Hall is extraordinary, and only the mountain master can open and close the door of the hall, so for the convenience of daily life, Song Yijing does not close the door at all.

And theoretically, if you are not the master of Lingshan Mountain, you want to open this door...... Even if a true immortal descends to earth, it is also difficult.

But at this moment, Wang Luo suddenly saw that the closed door of the palace was slowly opening in front of his eyes.

At the same time, the Ascension Record flashed around him without being summoned, and opened it on its own, only to see a few unfamiliar words slowly and surely appearing on the pages of the book under the gentle golden light.

[Inheritor Wang Luo is detected, and the inheritance process is initiated.] 】

[Spirit █ Mountain ███ Error...... The Legacy Program is unexpectedly interrupted, and the Alternate Program is activated. 】

[Complete the inheritance of the mountain master and confirm the transfer of the mountain master's authority.] 】

[Confirm that Wang Luo is the 84th generation mountain master of Lingshan.] 】

At the same time, the door of the Enlightenment Hall was finally completely opened, and a dull sound sounded like a heavy drum beating in the sea of Wang Luozhi.

Even after being tempered by the various stories of his senior sister Lu Zhiyao, Wang Luo still felt that his cognitive ability was a little insufficient at this time.

It's just going to the Dingling Hall to retreat and condense the pill, why is it that in the blink of an eye, the world has become completely unfamiliar? Senior sister, master and others collectively lost contact, and the mountains were full of poisonous mist, and then they inexplicably became the master of Lingshan Mountain?

Wang Luo did not doubt that the record of the Flying Ascension Record was true or false, because the root of this Lingshan characteristic magic weapon was pinned on the Immortal Ancestor Chicheng, and he wanted to deceive and alter the Flying Ascension Record, unless he bought off the Flying Ascending Record himself. For thousands of years, even the mountain masters of the past dynasties could not spread rumors on the Ascension Record.

What's more, as a Lingshan person, especially a closed disciple of the mountain lord himself, Wang Luo is extremely sensitive to the position of the mountain master.

Song Yijing cultivated him as an heir...... Although theoretically speaking, among the next generation of Lingshan people, Lu Zhiyao is the best, but Song Yijing once made a clear cruel statement: Even if the next generation of mountain masters is passed on to a dog, they will never be passed on to Lu Zhiyao!

At that time, it was the embarrassing time when Lu Zhiyao's secret workshop was raided, and a large number of Song Yijing's fandoms were exposed to the world, so Song Yijing's words were very credible even if they were angry.

In short, when the handwriting on the Ascension Record appeared, Wang Luo clearly recognized that his identity was no longer an ordinary Lingshan person.

He really became the master of Lingshan Mountain.

But this is really abnormal, even if Song Yijing does cultivate him as an heir, this training cycle is also a hundred years, and now it has only passed less than one-fifth of a cycle, and there are more people of the previous generation such as Song Yiming, the acting mountain master, why is it suddenly his turn to be the mountain master?

To put it mildly, based on the inheritance order of Wang Luo's retreat, unless there is only one dog left in Lingshan, it will not be his turn to inherit the throne.

Fortunately, the answers to all the questions are close at hand, the Enlightenment Hall has been opened, and it is necessary to enter and investigate.

Wang Luo stepped into the hall, but found that the scene in the hall was very different from what he remembered.

First of all, the space is much smaller and cramped, and secondly, in the Qiling Palace, there should be a dazzling array of immortal weapons, a green jade map that arranges the mountain protection array, and ...... In short, there is nothing now, as if Lu Zhiyao's house was raided, and only the four walls of the house are left.

At this time, Wang Luo suddenly remembered a question.

According to the Flying Ascension Record, he is the 84th generation mountain master, but Song Yijing is the 82nd generation mountain master, so who is the one in the middle?

During the period of his retreat, Lingshan had already made a transfer of power?

Thinking of this, Wang Luo opened the ascension record again.

"Directory."

Now that the Qiling Hall has been reduced to an empty room, the only clue is this 83rd generation mountain master who was stuffed out of thin air...... Although with that familiar style, he already had a guess about the candidate for the 83rd generation in his heart, but then he looked through the list, and the murderer was clear at a glance.

However, in the next moment, as the pages of the book were flipped to the directory part, a golden light suddenly bloomed, which caught people off guard.

It was a golden name.

And gold, which means "this person has ascended" on the list, is the highest glory that belongs to every mortal cultivator.

Since the establishment of Lingshan for more than 10,000 years, there have been a total of 2,023 official cultivators in the list, of which the golden ratio is about ten percent, that is, a total of more than 300 people have successfully soared. This is already a dream against the backdrop of the soaring rate of only a few ten-thousandths in the general environment. But in fact, many Lingshan people can't do it, they really don't want to, otherwise the ascension rate can be higher......

Especially with the reproduction of the Immortal Dao in the past 10,000 years, the ascension rate of the entire Kyushu Continent has risen. When the Immortal Ancestor was sincere in opening up the wasteland, there may have only been one or two ascenders in the Kyushu Continent for hundreds of years, making Chicheng himself alone in the Immortal Realm...... But by Wang Luo's era, the Lingshan soaring rate was close to three percent, and whether a person could soar or not, from the Jindan period or even earlier, he could judge that eight or nine would not leave ten.

For example, Song Yijing, the mountain master, Song Yiming, is rising steadily, and it is nothing more than a matter of time; It is impossible for the third uncle Zhou Fubo to ascend, and he himself has long since lost his thoughts; The fourth uncle, Hu Wanyang, is powerful and unintentional, which can also be regarded as unable to soar.

Among the Lingshan people of this generation, Lu Zhiyao can soar with her eyes closed, and the second senior brother Fu is less qualified, but there is still room for struggle, which is nothing more than a question of price and trade-off...... The fourth senior sister and the fifth senior brother have long met for the reincarnation of the red dust, and they have no intention of soaring.

However, at this time, the last page of the directory reflected in Wang Luo's eyes, the part that recorded Song Yijing and others, was golden and clear, and there was almost no variegation!

From the 82nd generation of mountain masters Song Yijing, Song Yiming, to the seventh senior brother Xing Chong in front of Wang Luo, everyone's name is dizzying.

So much so that the last obscure white-character Wang Luo, the dignified lord of the mountain, seemed out of place at this moment.

"So ......"

Looking at the dazzling golden light on the Ascension Record, Wang Luo finally understood what was going on in Lingshan.

From Master Song Yijing to Senior Sister Lu Zhiyao, these people don't know what motive they have, but they have collectively soared!

And the only one left behind became the master of the light pole of Lingshan!