NCCnovel Chapter 928: Dojo, where all the practitioners gather
Chapter 928: Dojo, where all the practitioners gather
Li Changxiao asked where "He Long" was. Liu Feng was both happy and surprised, and asked Li Changxiao, "Do you also want to worship He Long as your master?" Thinking of this, he actually called him "Junior Brother".
Liu Feng told Li Changxiao that He Long usually lived in "Panhuan Mountain". Li Changxiao immediately said that he had no interest in participating in the master-disciple gathering between Liu Feng and Heshou Lao Ren.
Panhuan Mountain is quite famous in the world. Although it is not among the "Top Ten Immortal Mountains", it has its own immortal mountain style. After the spiritual energy was exhausted, Li Changxiao traveled around the world and visited this mountain.
If he wanted to find someone now, he would be familiar with the road. He stepped on the flying sword and flew into the sky. When he looked down at the earth, he couldn't help but feel sad. Although the green mountains and rivers were still there, every time he flew over the human town, he would always smell a foul smell. The town was in chaos.
Li Changxiao flew with his sword at an extremely fast speed, even faster than chasing the stars and the moon. After two days of slow flying, he saw a mountain peak rising through the clouds. Inside, there were dense green plants, clusters of flowers, and occasional cranes calling.
It is a beautiful scene. Although the word "fairy mountain" has the word "fairy" in it, it is often associated with the word "danger". There is no fairy without danger. Fairy mountains must be dangerous. Panhuan Mountain is no exception.
Panhuan Mountain has beautiful scenery from a distance. But once you enter the mountain, the dense trees and tall vegetation block the sunlight. It rains all year round and the cold air gathers. It is clearly summer, but the mountain is freezing cold.
Secondly, the rotten grass was piled very thickly. One step down would cover the knees. Naturally, it was difficult to move. Not to mention that there were countless poisonous insects and ferocious beasts hidden in the dead branches and leaves. If you were bitten by one, you would die.
Panhuan Mountain has a special terrain. There used to be a stone tripod on the top of the mountain. The stone tripod was formed naturally without any artificial carving. The body was made by the mountain rocks, the spirit was shaped by the mountain wind, the essence was given by the sun and the moon, and the destiny was given by the heaven and earth.
It was truly a wonder. The mountain was so tall that anyone who entered the mountain would have their cultivation suppressed. They could only climb up like ordinary people. In addition, there were many poisonous creatures in the mountain. Every year, many monks died in the mountain.
When Li Changxiao was flying just now, he saw that the mountain tripod was still there. However, over the years, the terrain and wind direction have changed. The mountain tripod no longer has the same luster. It is constantly being blown and scraped by the wind, and the shape of the tripod is difficult to maintain. It needs to be carefully identified to vaguely remember the appearance of this mountain tripod.
But the power to suppress cultivation still remains. It just can no longer suppress Li Changxiao's cultivation. At its peak, this mountain tripod can completely suppress the cultivation of a Void Refining cultivator to that of a mortal. But if it encounters a Combined Body cultivator, it can only suppress 40% to 50%.
Now, one is growing while the other is declining, even Li Changxiao's cultivation is difficult to suppress. The effect on Li Changxiao is almost zero. There is really no need to worry about it.
Li Changxiao went deep into the forest, and his clothes were soaked after only walking more than ten miles. There was a lot of mist in the mountain, and there was miasma. This miasma was extremely poisonous, and if a cultivator was infected, he would not get any benefit. As a result, the exploration of Panhuan Mountain has been very limited for thousands of years. There are still many mysteries hidden in it.
Li Changxiao thought to himself that He Long must have some ability to live in this mountain for a long time. His Taoism was far superior to that of the old man Heshou. He was curious about where the Taoist temple was. He also speculated that in such a world, those who were able to open a Taoist temple were definitely not ordinary people. If they found the location of the Taoist temple, they would have found Li Xundao.
He originally thought that he would need to go through several steps before he could get any clues about Li Xundao. But now, the results were much faster than he had imagined.
It was not difficult, nor was it a coincidence. Not long after, they found He Long. He was a skinny old man who lived alone in the mountains, studying Taoism.
The thoughts of patients with long-term illness are complicated, numb and confused, and it is not easy to use dream magic to spy on their thoughts. But after a conversation, He Long really revealed useful clues.
It turns out that He Long was not qualified to enter the Taoist temple to listen to the sermons. He was just a Taoist disciple of a great man by chance. He had the opportunity to listen to the sermons because he followed the great man.
That big shot had died of old age a few years ago. He Long then sought a job to help guard the Taoist temple. Every month, big shots from all sides would gather in the mountains and rush to the Taoist temple to listen to the preaching.
Otherwise, He Long would have nothing better to do than to stay in this dangerous mountain day and night. What He Long told Liu Feng was not entirely true. He lied to He Long for his reputation and to convince him. But it was true that he was deeply involved with the Taoist temple.
In this way, knowing that the venue is in Panhuan Mountain, it saves a lot of effort. Li Changxiao immediately wanted to look for it. He Long said: "No! No! You can't find it! The location of the Taoist temple can only be known when you want to preach."
Li Changxiao thought to himself that since he had found this place, there was no need to rush. He waited in Panhuan Mountain. More than ten days later, people came to Panhuan Mountain one after another. As the guide, He Long naturally needed to wait at the corner of the mountain to welcome them.
Li Changxiao was surprised when he saw this. All the people who rushed to Panhuan Mountain were of extraordinary status. Those with low cultivation had once reached the level of Lianxu. Those with high cultivation had even entered the stage of Fusion. These people were all masters who had once been secluded from the world. They had never been seen in the sea of thousand immortals and the overthrow of the prehistoric world. But now they gathered together just to participate in a sermon.
It was clear who the preacher was. As the temple had not yet opened, Li Changxiao calmed down and waited. After another four or five days, about twenty people came to Panling Mountain.
Among these twenty people, there were former sect leaders, sword cultivators on the Sword Intent Ranking, and powerful warriors who were famous all over the world. But they were all infected with the disease, and strange things happened to them, becoming strange and unpredictable.
There is a wooden house in Panhuan Mountain. This group of more than 20 people was not here for the first time. They were arranged to stay in the wooden house. It was around midnight that night. The moon in the sky was like a garden basin, and the weather was just right.
Because the mountain stream was damp and cold, everyone in the mountain had put on their coats and gone to sleep. Suddenly, a bell sounded, a crisp "clang" that spread quickly through the mountain.
He Long shouted: "The dojo is open! Gentlemen, hurry up and don't make the host wait anxiously."
Everyone woke up immediately, opened the door one by one, and walked along the mountain path.