The matter of Hong Xixiang's ascension caused a huge reaction in the Nine Provinces.
The heavenly gate opened, and the opportunity to ascend appeared.
No matter which one it was, it was enough to shock all the martial artists in this world.
Everyone in the Nine Provinces was shocked.
"Heavens! The Heaven Gate had actually opened, and the result was that it was not the person who opened the Heaven Gate who wanted to ascend, but someone else who wanted to ascend.”
"The relationship between Hong Xixiang and Xu Zhihu is too touching. Hong Xixiang didn't even hesitate to sacrifice himself and cultivate for another three hundred years to send Xu Zhihu to ascend.”
"If only someone could send me to ascend.”
"How is this ascension? Don't you know what Master Daoji said? Sending Xu Zhihu to ascend would be harming her.”
"I don't understand. I just want to ascend. I think ascending is a good thing."
"You are envious of becoming an immortal, so of course you want to ascend. However, they are envious of husband and wife. To them, not ascending is the best choice.”
"No matter what, there are still opportunities to ascend to the Heavenly Gate. I must go and see Master Daoji.”
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Great Qin.
In the distance, purple clouds pervaded the air in the direction of Dali Dynasty, like a purple sun rising.
Ying Zheng stood up abruptly.
The bead curtain on the nine-tasseled crown was like a surging tide, colliding violently, emitting waves of green sounds.
Ta Ta Ta Ta!
He stood up from the dragon throne and walked out of the hall without any regard for etiquette.
Seeing this, all the ministers followed behind Ying Zheng.
A vassal even handed over his clothes and said,"Your Majesty, the wind is strong outside."
Ying Zheng waved his hand and dismissed him, not even willing to stay a step.
Standing on the white jade steps, Ying Zheng gazed into the horizon.
The officials behind him fanned out and stared blankly.
The clouds in the sky opened up and a huge hole appeared.
There seemed to be some kind of extremely terrifying and shocking power in the cave, even divine.
Although they were already extremely far away, purple clouds filled the sky and the white dragon was like a waterfall.
It looked magnificent, like a miracle.
The hole in the center was shining with divine light.
The cave entrance was surrounded by a ring of purple gas.
It was as if a blazing sun had appeared and purple qi accompanied him.
All the officials widened their eyes.
Everyone remained silent for a long time.
After these signs disappeared.
Only then did someone sigh and say,"So there really is an immortal. Your Majesty has hope of longevity."”
" After this, Dali Dynasty will become the center of the Nine States. Those who wish to ascend will go to Dali in an endless stream.”
"Chaotic times are about to begin."
"Our Great Qin will rise and annex other countries, and Your Majesty will definitely live forever.”
"The commander of the Zhongche Mansion will definitely gain something from this trip to Dali.”
Ying Zheng's majestic laughter rang out.
"Hahaha, there really are immortals in this world!”
"Zhao Gao, don't let down my high hopes and invite a god like Daoji over!”
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Wudang of Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Sanfeng sat on the peak of the mountain.
A cool breeze spread, and clouds floated around him.
He was old and his hair was white.
His figure was faintly discernible in the clouds and mist, revealing an increasingly sage-like aura.
The mountain peak was already cold, and the wind was howling.
However, Zhang Sanfeng was only wearing a simple Daoist robe, but he was not affected by the cold and heat. It could be seen that his true qi was dense.
Zhang Sanfeng's experience could be said to be legendary.
He had comprehended the Dao, created the Taiji Fist Sword, and established Wudang.
He was just but not pedantic.
He displayed the demeanor of a great grandmaster.
Although he was old now, his strength did not decrease, but increased instead. He was becoming more and more unfathomable.
Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of Dali.
Purple qi pervaded the air as the Heavenly Gate opened.
Some women flew up on cranes, while others closed the gates of heaven.
"The world is going to be in chaos." Zhang Sanfeng sighed.”
"I didn't expect that Hong Xixiang's body was actually set up by an immortal. Even I didn't see through it.”
"In terms of clarity, I'm not as good as Daoji.”
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Shaolin.
Bodhidharma, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion and in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes.
In an instant, Buddhist chants rang out in the surroundings.
It was as if a thousand people had knocked on the wooden fish.
His eyes shone with Buddhist light.
There were even golden lotuses around him.
He looked in the direction of Dali.
His eyes seemed to pierce through the clouds and saw Hong Xixiang and Dao Ji.
His expression was calm, and there was even a hint of a smile.
"Interesting."
Slowly.
He retracted his gaze.
He sat cross-legged again.
Scripture Depository.
The sweeping monk was holding a broom and sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.
He suddenly stopped what he was doing and looked up at the distant horizon.
"The strength displayed by Daoji is becoming more and more unfathomable.”
……
On the roof of a pavilion.
Huang Longshi was about to place the chess piece in his hand.
However, the hand stopped in mid-air and looked at the distant horizon.
"Daoji…is indeed not in the chess game.”
He sighed and continued to place his pieces.
……
Cao Changqing looked up at the sky and sighed.""Passing through the Heavenly Gate without entering, as expected of Ancestor Lu!”
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Li Dynasty's Wudang Sect.
A little boy with red lips and white teeth, about six or seven years old, wearing a Daoist robe, came to Mount Wudang.
He was holding a book in his hand and riding a green bull.
He was the reincarnation of Hong Xixiang.
He got off the ox and walked up Mount Wudang.
When the welcoming disciple saw such a child, he asked with some doubt,"Little friend, who are you looking for?"
The little boy put down the scripture and said,""I'm looking for Master Daoji."
The welcoming disciple was puzzled, but he felt that this little boy was not ordinary, so he still brought him to see Dao Ji.
"Master Daoji, a little boy is looking for you.”
When Li Xiuyuan saw him, he smiled and said,"You're here."
When everyone saw this scene, they were a little stunned.
What did he mean by 'you're here, I'm here'?
"I'm here, thank you," the little boy said calmly.”
"Why are you looking for me?" Li Xiuyuan asked.”
"I want to be your disciple," the little boy said.”
Chenchen, who was standing on the side with her bare feet, raised her eyebrows. She didn't know where this little boy came from, but he seemed to be very familiar with Daoji.
Li Xiuyuan smiled." Cultivating with me is very tough.”
"I'm not afraid of hardship," the little boy said.
Li Xiuyuan nodded.
As the founder of Dali's Taoism, Hong Xixiang had a lot of Taoist luck. If he could be accepted as a disciple, it would be very helpful in collecting the luck of the three religions.
Hong Xixiang's talent was very high, and he had a chance to cultivate the three religions together and reach the realm of immortal land immortals.
It was not bad to have such a disciple.
The little boy knelt down and kowtowed nine times.
"Master, please give me a name."
Li Xiuyuan stood up.
Now that the matter with Wudang was over, it was time to leave.
"From now on, you will be called Lv Xuandong.”
"Thank you, Master." Lv Xuandong's expression did not change.”
He followed behind Li Xiuyuan and walked down the mountain.
Seeing this, Huanhuan rolled her eyes and followed behind the two.
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