Zhao Gongming had the foundation of a high-grade innate god, and when he set out on the path of finding opportunities again, it was very different from the last time.
With every step he took, his expression was calm, but his figure was ethereal.
It seemed to be on the left and right, on the top and bottom, as if it had merged into this space, making it impossible to grasp.
One day, he even walked past a Quasi-Sage who had just advanced and was stabilizing his aura.
Although the Quasi-Sage seemed to have sensed something, when he focused his attention to check, he saw nothing.
Because Zhao Gongming was already a million miles away.
One year, ten years, a hundred years…
Just like that, Zhao Gongming slowly sped through the vast starry sky of the Wilderness.
Along the way, he had seen the sun, moon, stars, and all kinds of celestial beings with his high-grade innate god heart.
His heart started to slow down.
However, this world was becoming clearer and clearer in his eyes.
The Wilderness was vast and empty, and it was difficult to find an immortal in thousands of miles.
However, he had met many immortals and gods in the billions of miles.
Some were cultivating, some were fighting, some were ecstatic, and some were furious.
However, when Zhao Gongming saw them, he felt like he was looking down on all living beings.
This was because his comprehension of the Great Dao laws was getting closer and closer to the essence.
It was like the Heavenly Dao overlooking all living beings!
Hundreds of years later, they were only halfway through the long journey.
One day, Zhao Gongming suddenly felt something and stopped in front of a huge mountain.
"This is? Peach Mountain!"
Peach Mountain was a mountain with a story. Soon, Yang Jian would split the mountain here to save his mother. It was a touching scene.
Of course, this story had yet to happen.
Zhao Gongming released his divine sense and instantly scanned the entire mountain.
His divine sense sensed that this mountain was not covered by a formation, nor did it have the appearance of a spiritual treasure.
In the eyes of ordinary abstruse immortals and below, this peach mountain peak was ten thousand feet tall and covered in vegetation.
Not only were there lush immortal trees, but there were also spiritual birds and beasts all over the mountain. It could indeed be considered a holy land for immortal cultivation.
However, in the eyes of a Perfected Golden Immortal like Zhao Gongming, who had once owned a treasure land on Penglai Immortal Island, it was just an ordinary slope.
All the spiritual roots in the mountain were below the Postnatal level. Trash!
The fortuitous encounter that the system had deduced was not here at all.
However, as someone who had transmigrated, Zhao Gongming knew that there was definitely an opportunity on Peach Mountain.
This opportunity was not in the mountains, but outside!
Zhao Gongming was not in a hurry. He restrained his aura and sat cross-legged at the foot of Peach Mountain.
Firstly, the system's deduction could not be wrong.
Secondly, Zhao Gongming had roughly guessed it based on the novels he had read before he transmigrated.
Since he was sure that there was an opportunity, he just had to wait patiently. He believed that it would appear soon.
At this time, billions of miles away, in the Western Paradise, Zhunti and the Taoist Jieyin were counting with their fingers.
The Apotheosized Cultivation Tribulation was approaching. Zhunti and the Taoist Jieyin, two notoriously poor Saints, had been scheming and devious.
Because they were too poor, the two of them always wanted to obtain the greatest results at the smallest price in this tribulation.
At this time, the Heavenly Court was still far from mature. The Holy Ancestor Hongjun wanted to help his little disciple, Heavenly Emperor Haotian, with the help of the God Sealing Tribulation rehearsed by the Heavenly Dao.
Zhunti and Jieyin, who were also saints, were naturally not convinced. Although the celestial heavens are weak, can they be weaker than our Western Sect, this barren land?
If I'm poorer, wouldn't I be more reasonable?
However, Hongjun was a Sage Senior. Zhunti and Jieyin had heard his sermon and were half-teachers, so it was not good to turn hostile directly.
Moreover, Hongjun's three disciples were all people with extraordinary cultivation. Each of them had established a sect and had many disciples.
Even if the Second Saint wanted to fall out with him, he would definitely not be able to defeat him…
It was not easy to make a move on the surface, but it was absolutely inevitable to use some tricks secretly to make trouble, kill Haotian's prestige, and take the opportunity to show off the Western Religious Sect.
Zhunti calculated for a long time and rummaged in his sleeves for a long time. Finally, he gritted his teeth and took out a golden lotus seed!
This golden lotus seed was born from the Western Sect's only Connate cardinal treasure, the twelfth-grade Golden Lotus of Merit. It was equivalent to a Connate high-grade spiritual root.
If there was a Grotto Immortal blessed land and a chance to plant it, it might even turn into a supreme treasure!
In the eyes of the Two Sages of the West, they had really invested a lot this time!
Hundreds of years ago, Zhunti set up a trap and secretly bribed Yang Tianyou, the golden boy of the Heavenly Court who had been demoted to the mortal world, and made him his disciple. He became a hidden flag under the eyes of the Lord of Heaven.
Now, hundreds of years had passed. According to his calculations, Yaoji, the younger sister of the Celestial Thearch, was about to face the tribulation and descend to the mortal world. The opportunity had arrived!
Zhunti decided to use this golden lotus seed, which carried a lot of merit and spiritual power, to improve Yang Tianyou's cultivation and charm, so that he could marry Yaoji smoothly.
Once Yang Tianyou successfully became the brother-in-law of Heavenly Emperor Haotian, his status would rise greatly.
This way, not only would they have reliable insider information in the future, but Yang Tianyou might also be of great use at a critical moment!
Looking at the lotus seed in his hand reluctantly, Zhunti felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife. He was full of resentment towards Yang Tianyou.
This Yang Tianyou was too useless. He had cultivated the cultivation technique that the two Saints, Jieyin and himself, had tailored for him for hundreds of years, but he was still a small Mystic Immortal.
As long as Yang Tianyou was able to fight back, even if his cultivation base was above the Golden Immortal realm, wouldn't he be able to save the Golden Lotus Seed?
However, thinking about it, the Western Sect's current power was weak. Any seedling that was slightly better would not be taken in.
Only someone like Yang Tianyou could be bribed.
"Forget it. The karma of the world is destined.”
Zhunti's heart ached for a long time before he made up his mind.
He twirled the lotus seed with two fingers, and a saint formation surrounded the golden lotus seed.
The lotus seed lost its luster and the aura of the spirit treasure disappeared.
Jieyin waved his hand and the lotus seed disappeared from the western world. It appeared in the sky hundreds of millions of miles away from Peach Mountain.
High up in the sky, an ancient demonic beast, the Golden-Winged Bird, happened to pass by. It held the lotus seed in its mouth and licked it with its tongue. However, it felt that its mouth was full of bitterness.
The Golden-Winged Bird had been cruising near Peach Mountain. Peach Mountain was full of delicacies, and it had long developed the habit of being picky.
"Pow!" The lotus seed was spat out by the picky golden-winged bird.
This kind of golden-winged bird did not have a high cultivation level, but its wings could reach thousands of miles!
Its speed was extremely fast, and it covered a distance of a hundred million miles with a single flap.
From the moment it held the lotus seed to the moment it spat it out, it was just the time it needed to spread its wings, and the direction it was heading to was Peach Mountain.
Thus, the Golden Lotus Seed instantly crossed hundreds of millions of miles and arrived at Peach Mountain. It landed at the foot of Peach Mountain and hid among the vegetation on a winding mountain path, waiting for the fated person.
In order to achieve this marriage, the two Western Saints had put in a lot of effort.
In order to prevent Hongjun and the Three Pure Ones from deducing the cause and effect, the two Sages did not dare to give the lotus seed directly to Yang Tianyou.
He could only use this method of being unintentionally "taken away" and later "discovered" to avoid deductions.
Of course, with Patriarch Hongjun's ability, if he was really serious, this method would only be the Second Saint covering his nose and covering his ears.
However, firstly, how could Hongjun care about such a small matter? Secondly, he had to hide it for a while.
As long as Yang Tianyou became Haotian's brother-in-law, this matter would naturally be resolved.
When the lotus seeds fell, Zhao Gongming, who was sitting quietly on Peach Mountain, suddenly sensed something.
He raised his head and looked at the sky, just in time to see the golden-winged bird spit out the lotus seed.
He smiled and didn't get up. His spiritual sense swept toward the entrance of the small path at the foot of the mountain.
Sure enough, at the foot of Peach Mountain, a figure was walking along a small path and rushing into the mountain.
Yang Tianyou had indeed come!
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