Lingtai Fangcun Mountain was located in the West Cow Continent.
This was one of the holiest places in the entire Great Thousand World. Although mortals could see it with their naked eyes, their bodies could not enter. Even most immortals could not approach it.
Because this was one of the peak Quasi-Sages in the world, Patriarch Subhuti lived in seclusion in the Crescent Tristar Cave on the mountain. Therefore, this was the Quasi-Sage Dojo.
Those below the Saint Path were all ants, and thousands of Dao techniques were useless!
In the myriad worlds, the Sages were all in seclusion. The Quasi-Sages were the ceiling of this world's combat strength. There was no one like them.
As such, Mount Innerheart was a paradise that countless cultivators yearned for. They thought that if they were lucky enough to receive Patriarch Subhuti's guidance and become master and disciple, their future would be promising ~
However, every family had their own difficulties, and countless people flocked to Mount Innerheart. At this moment, sighs could be heard continuously.
"Sigh... I've wasted my life doing nothing. Is this my transmigration life?”
The person who spoke was Ye Luan.
He was the eldest disciple of Patriarch Subhuti.
He did not belong to this world, but had transmigrated from the modern civilized world of the later generations. As soon as he entered this place, he realized that this was clearly the world of the West!
Ye Luan was extremely excited!
I didn't expect that I could finally bid farewell to the boring life of going to work and punching in. I came to the strange and colorful fairy fantasy world to experience the halo of the protagonist and bring the golden finger to kill everywhere ~
However, things did not go as he wished. Ye Luan had waited here for hundreds of years, but he still did not get any golden finger or system.
That's not right. This was clearly not written in the novel…
Moreover, not only did Ye Luan not have any golden fingers, but what he could not accept the most was that his talent and skills were actually ordinary and nothing outstanding.
Patriarch Bodhi had come to Mount Innerheart to open up a cave abode. It just so happened that he had transmigrated here. Patriarch Bodhi saw that Ye Luan was already connected to Mount Innerheart. As a Sage-to-be, he paid attention to karma in his daily actions, so he simply accepted Chen Wu as his eldest disciple.
To put it bluntly, he felt that he had occupied such a good grotto-heaven here, so he gave Ye Luan, who had arrived here first, the identity of the eldest disciple. It was also reasonable. Otherwise, wouldn't he become a bandit who occupied the mountain and became king?
Ye Luan was naturally very excited because he was a transmigrator. He knew that although Patriarch Bodhi was a Sage-to-be, he was actually the incarnation of Saint Zhunti, the Western Sect Leader!
In other words, his original body was actually a Saint!
Although Ye Luan was not very talented, he was well-mannered and respectful to Patriarch Subhuti. Moreover, he came from a modern civilization and was open-minded.
Therefore, although Patriarch Subhuti did not have much hope for him, he had done his best as a master and disciple. He had taught him immortal cultivation techniques and helped him overcome the many shackles, allowing him to become a Celestial Immortal!
Heaven, earth, gods, and ghosts. In the mortal world under the 33 Heavens, Heaven Immortal was already the highest level among the five realms of immortals.
However, this was only the case in the mortal world.
In the 33 Heavens that truly belonged to the immortals and buddhas of the heavens, the Heaven Immortal was only an entry-level immortal. He had only reached the starting point of the path of immortality.
However, this starting point in the eyes of others had become a natural moat that was difficult to break through in Ye Luan's eyes because his footsteps were too bad ~
One's foundation was destined to be unchangeable. It was a person's foundation. The foundation almost determined the upper limit of a person's lifetime achievements!
In matters of cultivation, talent accounted for more than 90% of the factors, and hard work was almost negligible…
If hard work was useful, what was the point of having a genius?
Ye Luan also gradually realized this point, and it took him hundreds of years to accept this reality.
He was not here to be called the main character, but to be lost in the crowd…
As a Sage-to-be, Patriarch Bodhi would spend thousands of years in closed-door cultivation. Therefore, Ye Luan often did not see him. Even if he did, it would be useless. With his talent, it was already considered lucky that Patriarch Bodhi had raised him to the Heaven Immortal realm. The path of True Immortal after that depended on one's own comprehension.
However, it was really difficult for Ye Luan to improve, so he gradually lost interest in cultivating…
Mount Innerheart, a blessed land, was naturally a holy land filled with spiritual energy for cultivators, but for someone who no longer wanted to cultivate, it was a cage.
Outsiders couldn't enter if they wanted to, but Ye Luan couldn't leave if he wanted to. Patriarch Subhuti had set up a Saint's Field here, isolating Mount Innerheart from the outside world.
Therefore, Ye Luan had really become a slacker who could only stay in a small place and be bored all day long ~
At this moment, Ye Luan looked at the valley. The mist scattered and the sun and moon shone. There were thousands of old cypresses and thousands of bamboos. The cries of immortals and cranes could be heard from time to time, and phoenixes could be seen everywhere. When the immortal crane cries, the sound shakes the nine mountains and rivers far away.
The phoenix soared, its feathers glowing with five-colored light. Black apes and white deer appear at will, golden lions and jade elephants appear at will. Looking closely at the blessed land, it was truly heaven!
With nothing to do, he could only admire the beautiful scenery that he had seen for hundreds of years.
At this moment, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and a white-haired Immortal Cang Song flew over!
This person's daoist robe fluttered in the wind, and he looked like an immortal. Purple clouds rose from his body, and he held a horsetail whisk in his hand. He was none other than the only Supremacy here, Primordial Chaos Saint, Patriarch Subhuti!
"Greetings, Master…"
Ye Luan bowed.
Patriarch Subhuti nodded calmly. He was just about to head to the training hall to impart the Dao to his disciples, but when he saw Ye Luan leisurely walking on the mountain, he could only shake his head and sigh.
The path of cultivation depended entirely on talent and fortune. In his opinion, Ye Luan's talent was too ordinary. Even if he had the fortune of being a Sage's disciple, it was only limited to the Heaven Immortal realm.
Patriarch Subhuti didn't have much time to take care of him, nor did he urge Ye Luan to cultivate diligently because he had other matters to attend to.
Ye Luan let out a long sigh as he watched Patriarch Subhuti leave. Even he was helpless against his own talent?
At this moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in Ye Luan's mind,"
Ding! Detected that the host's emotions meet the requirements for system activation. The Hongmeng Diary system is now activated!
Ye Luan's heart seemed to have been struck by lightning!
System?
You're finally here?
After all this time, it turned out that there had always been a system in his body. It was just that he had not met the conditions to activate it before.
As expected, the heavens would give such a person a great responsibility. He would first have to suffer from his will and work hard on his bones. The ancients did not deceive him!
At this moment, hundreds of years of gloominess and anger in Ye Luan's heart disappeared. The appearance of the system instantly ignited his long-suppressed passion for life!
Here comes my protagonist halo ~
"System, how do I use you?"
Ye Luan asked curiously, and then the system replied,
Ding! [The System will generate the Hongmeng Diary. As long as you write in the diary every day, you will become stronger. There will also be treasures to give. There is no limit to the number of days!]
Then, a pen and a diary suddenly appeared in Ye Luan's hands.
He was stunned for a moment and sighed at the power of this system. He looked at the notebook in his hand…
Ps: Little brother kneels and begs for data flowers!! Thank you, everyone! The next one was even more exciting!
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