After dawn, the group set out on the road again, and Gao Lan led Song Lei, and Taoist Chonghui led Ling Shusheng out of this small village, and he walked by Xianyun Cave on a long way, and did not dare to alarm the old monster there. During the whole day, everyone was busy on their way, but they drove out more than 10,000 miles all day, and even Gao Lan felt a little tired.

But what made everyone feel relieved was that in the afternoon, it was already raining after the sky was clear, and they came to a mountain that was straight into the clouds and seemed like a signpost. Inquired from the local mountain god, this mountain was indeed the mountain climbing the sky.

"After crossing the Tianling Mountain, it is the territory of Xianyuan Mountain. Everyone should work harder. Before it gets dark, you must cross this mountain and find a place to stay." Taoist Chonghui encouraged everyone, and finally came to the territory of Xianyuan Mountain before the sun sets. Although on the surface, this place is not much different from other places, everyone finally felt relieved.

No one can feel relieved if he offended an old monster like the Flower Bear Monster. If Gao Lan hadn't had the luck to hurt it, the Flower Bear Monster would have made a comeback. With their current lineup, it would probably be difficult to resist.

Gao Lan collected his magic power, kept his feet firm, wiped a handful of wet clothes and hair with his hands, and said, "There are villages and towns not far ahead. Let's go there to take a shower and change clothes, have a good rest for a day, and then go to see the ancestor of Xianyuan Mountain. Otherwise, it would be too unconventional to go forward like this." Everyone was covered in mud, and they were really decent as a disrepair of Taoist people.

Although it was a bit embarrassing all the way, everyone was very excited. After all, when they came here to attend the Immortal Fate Conference, everyone had the chance to win the lottery. Maybe one of them had good luck and could reach the sky in one step and achieve the path of immortality. Gao Lan was more likely to be more immortal than immortality, so when they entered the villages and towns, everyone's spirit was quite good. In the evening, the Chonghui Taoist found a big family and stayed there.

Gao Lan and the others took a hot bath and changed into dry clothes. Then they returned to the living room to meet the head of the family. This family's surname is Mo, and they are also a well-known local rich family. They love to make friends with monks from the tourist side, so they are very enthusiastic about Gao Lan and the others. After the wine and food were arranged, Mo Yuanwai Xin served as a companion, and raised his glass and said, "Today I am celebrated, and I can receive monks who come to seek immortality again. I remember the last time it was my grandfather who served wine, which has been sixty years since now."

Although the lighting is not as luxurious as Fuyang County, this Mo family hall has the style of a large farmer. Gao Lan sat in the meal, but suddenly remembered her life in Gaojiazhuang, and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

After everyone had a drink, Taoist Chonghui couldn't help asking: "The official has also received the monks who seek immortality with Zu Weng before, but he didn't know what kind of person the ancestor of Xianyuan Mountain was?" The official Mo greeted everyone to eat the food, and smiled and said, "I was still young and didn't understand at that time. However, I heard from the adults in my family that the ancestor of Xianyuan Mountain had a very strange temper. His way of assessing the Taoist was not based on common sense."

After hearing this, Gao Lan also looked at Mr. Mo. You should know that the Immortal Resident Conference once every sixty years is very rare for every monk. Gao Lan did not want to return empty-handed. Mr. Mo said: "It is said that every monk who enters the mountain has the opportunity to meet the ancestor and tell him the immortal relationship he wants. Whether it is elixirs, spells, or treasures, as long as they are available at the conference, they can be raised."

"But the ancestor will ask the monk to do three things, and only after the matter is completed can he be taught. If it cannot be completed, he will have to go down the mountain empty-handed."

Gao Lan nodded and said, "This ancestor is a fair person." You should know that after sixty years of cultivation, everyone has different opportunities, talents, and different levels of cultivation. For example, Gao Lan has entered the path of immortality, while most of the disciples are still in the realm of magical powers. If you hold a martial arts competition, it would be too bloody, so the ancestors of Xianyuan Mountain use to measure people and tail clothes.

After chatting with everyone, Mo said at the end, "The little man has a ruthless request. I hope that all the monks will sit in the little man's house when they return home! I think sixty years later, my grandson can also entertain monks like me, which is also a blessing for my Mo family." Taoist Chonghui said: "As long as the monks are not bothering us, we will definitely disturb each other."

The official waiter was overjoyed when he heard this. Because it was getting late, Gao Lan and the others were tired from rushing to the road, so they rested early.

The next day, it was sunny and the sun was shining. Gao Lan and the others recovered their spirits, bid farewell to the Yuanwai, and headed towards the Xianyuan Mountain that had already been imprinted in their eyes. This place is only a few thousand miles away from the Xianshan Mountain, and other monks can be seen coming together along the way. The older ones are probably in their forties or fifties, and the younger ones are only in their teens. However, no one is driving on this Xianshan Mountain, and they are all honestly rushing with their feet.

Because the Chonghui Taoist and others discovered that after they arrived at the Xianyuan Forbidden Land, the magic power in the magic weapon was imprisoned and could no longer be driven at will. It turned out that a talisman had been placed at the foot of Xianyuan Mountain. They could not use external power to go up the mountain, and people over 60 years old were not allowed to enter.

However, climbing up slowly along the mountain path is also a kind of fun to seek immortality. Gao Lan did not use his magic power and hiked up the mountain with everyone.

On the mountain path, occasionally passing by woodcutters and fishermen who are fishing. Although they are ordinary people, they all have a happy face, which is very different from the world. At about noon, Gao Lan and the others and many monks who come and go from north to south have already arrived at the foot of Xianyuan Mountain. This mountain is not as majestic as imagined, but surrounded by colorful clouds in the mountains, and under the sunlight, it has a unique atmosphere.

In Gao Lan's eyes, this fairy mountain is not as barren as the wilderness, nor as glittering as Fuyang County. Although the traces of artificial carvings are integrated with the world. If you have to make a comparison, this kind of interest is only comparable to Wanshou Mountain, which you have visited. "It is indeed called Xianyuan Mountain! Only such a holy land can cultivate one's own character and understand the way of immortality."

The Taoist Chonghui seemed very excited, "This mountain is hidden between heaven and earth, and it only appeared once in a hundred years. It was the first time we have seen it after traveling for many years." Everyone said, and slowly climbed up the mountain with many monks, but when they reached the mountainside, they found that there was no road ahead. Under the cliffs, there was a cloud and mist, and they couldn't see the bottom of it. I don't know how to pass ahead.

At this time, there were less than a thousand monks climbing up the mountainside. Although the Jiazi Conference was also called the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, there were many people who could not withstand the test on the road, and a considerable number of people were still halfway. Many people were looking into the distance, but they saw a few black dots vaguely appearing in the blue clouds and blue sky. After that, the black shadows approached and gradually magnified, but there were several Taoist riding cranes.

"The ones coming below, but are the cultivators who are visiting the ancestor of Xianyuan Mountain this year?" The Taoist led by the head, with a straight face, straight nose, five long beards, riding a giant crane with a wingspan of several feet, looking down at the people under the mountainside. Many monks couldn't help but shout: "Xiancheng, we have gone through thousands of mountains and rivers before we came to this Xianyuan Mountain. I would also like to ask Xiancheng to guide the way and meet the ancestor!"

The eyes of these monks are full of enthusiasm and reverence! In such a desperate situation in the fairy mountain, riding a crane between the clouds in the sky, the earth and the clouds is indeed a kind of immortal artistic conception.

"Since the ancestor has opened the mountain to preach, there will naturally be people with destiny. However, the ancestor has the fate. Those who can cross the Duanchen Cliff with me will be able to see each other today. If you can't get over, you can only wait a few more days." The Taoist said, and the crane under him slowly descended and reached a height equal to the many monks. He smiled and touched his beard. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all of them were stunned.

Most of the people who come here are ordinary practitioners, so where can they fly to the sky and escape? Even Taoist Chonghui, who has magic weapons, cannot use them after entering Xianyuan Mountain, and cannot pass the Duanchen Cliff. Seeing this, the Taoist couldn't help but sigh and said, "Why is there no one who has cultivated his own magic power this year? Although he can find the Golden Pill of the Dharma Source when he comes to Xianyuan Mountain, he will never be able to understand it himself and have a better future."

"Immortal Master, can you ask if you can lead the way for the younger generation?" While many monks were showing shame, a young girl floated up in the air and flew to the side of the Taoist, bowed and bowed. The monks were in an instant, and the Chonghui Taoist and others even smiled excitedly. Because at first, Gao Lan said that she wanted to wait here with everyone, and it was hard for everyone to convince her.

"This... what disciples of this sect have actually cultivated magic power and entered the immortal class?" Many cultivators looked at Gao Lan's figure and felt a dreamy feeling. Because among the common sects of casual cultivators, there are very few who have practiced to become immortals for a hundred years. Many of them are already middle-aged and elderly people, but they are still just ordinary cultivators. When the Taoist Riding He saw Gao Lan, he looked up and down, and couldn't help laughing.

"Feeling at your appearance, it seems like a demon immortal?"

"The Great Dao Yun has no different teachings. The immortals said this, which made the younger generation abrupt." Gao Lan smiled slightly without being humble or arrogant. She said it well. Among the monks below, there were also many monsters, but of course they were monsters with the status of a famous sect and did not harm others or do evil. Strictly speaking, several of Tang Monk's disciples were also monsters, and the twenty-eight constellations of the Heavenly Court were also monsters.

So Gao Lan doesn't think there is anything wrong with her identity.

"If it makes sense, please follow me to see the ancestor." Taoist Qihe was not too entangled and raised the whisk slightly. He saw a flash of glow on his whisk, and the edge of the Broken Duan Cliff on the side of the mountain was roaring; as the mountain cracked, a pavilion and tower courtyard appeared inside. "The rest of the cultivators can stay here for a few days first. After the ancestor passed the instructions, they will definitely be able to invite you to worship."

"Thank you, Immortal!" The cultivators hurriedly thanked and walked towards the pavilion under guidance. At this time, the Taoist Riding He turned around and said to Gao Lan: "Let's go."
Chapter completed!