It was three o'clock in the sun, and two figures climbed up the steps on a mountain climbing road paved with bluestone in the mountains.

Walking ahead was an old man with long beard. The old man wore a purple gold crown and a purple-yellow Taoist robe. He also hung a peach wood sword about three feet long on his waist. His sleeves were swaying, and his fairy style was like a fairy-like immortal.

Behind the old man was a Taoist boy. The Taoist boy had long hair tied up and a wooden hairpin was inserted in the center. The boy had a tender face and looked like he was sixteen or seventeen years old.

"Master, are you very familiar with Master Qin? I heard from those uncles and uncles in the observation that Master Qin rarely meets guests and is difficult to find."

The little Taoist boy obviously had no cultivation and the mountain road was rugged. After climbing, he was already breathing a little.

The old Taoist priest raised his hand and stroked his long beard, with a bit of lust on his face, and said with a smile: "Crazy, although my master has a shallow friendship with Master Qin, we Zhixuanguan still have some respect among the sects on this mountain. We are just asking for a Ningying Pill, and I believe Master Qin is willing to have a passionate relationship with me Zhixuanguan."

The little Taoist boy nodded, suddenly pointed ahead and shouted: "Master, look at someone in the pavilion."

When the old Taoist priest heard this, he turned around and looked at it. There was indeed a figure sitting in the pavilion twenty feet away.

The master and apprentice accelerated their pace and walked towards the pavilion.

"This fellow Taoist, I dare to ask if I am a disciple of Master Qin."

Stepping into the pavilion, the old Taoist priest bowed to the middle-aged man in green sitting alone and asked politely.

The middle-aged man in Qingyi smiled, looked at the master and apprentice, replied with a normal etiquette, and said, "The Taoist Master misunderstood. I am not a disciple of Master Qin, but I am here to climb a mountain to visit Master Qin."

When he learned that the other party was also a person who climbed a mountain to seek medicine, not a middle-aged man under Master Qin, the smile on the old Taoist priest's face suddenly faded.

The old Taoist priest greeted the little Taoist boy, lifted up the Taoist robe, sat shortly on the stone bench, carefully rolled up the hem of the robe, for fear of being contaminated with dust on the ground. He waved his sleeves and dusted off a few fallen leaves on his body. The old Taoist said lightly: "I am seeking Taoism and cultivating immortals in Zhixuan Temple, but I don't know where my friends and teachers inherit it?"

The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head and said, "There is no sect in the next random cultivator."

When he heard that he was a wild cultivator in the mountains, the old god's face suddenly disappeared, and replaced by a pride of a famous sect. The old god slowly stroked his beard hanging on his chest and said, "Master Qin is the leading master of alchemy in China. It is said that he rarely meets guests. Every year, people come to Baoli Mountain to seek medicine, but there are very few people who can meet Master Qin. You must be mentally prepared."

After hearing the old god's kindness "recommendation", the middle-aged man in Qing just nodded with a smile. It seemed that this person with a good personality could not hear the ridicule in the words of the old Taoist priest.

After resting for a while, the old Taoist priest stood up again and walked up the stone road to the mountain. The middle-aged man also stood up, and set a distance of about ten feet away from the master and disciple, hanging behind them from a distance.

Only by climbing a mountain to seek medicine, keep your feet on the ground can you show your sincerity.

This is a rule set by Master Qin himself.

Anyone who comes to his cave to seek elixirs must walk along the mountain road regardless of his identity and cultivation. For hundreds of years, no one in charge of sects, emperors, generals and ministers dared to violate this rule. After all, once Master Qin is displeased, he is basically determined to return empty-handed.

I climbed all the way to the top of the mountain and finally arrived at the gate.

The mountain gate here is also a place for mountaineers to report and wait, and there are two first guards guarding the gate.

At this time, dozens of people were sitting or standing outside the door, all of whom were handing over famous posts to visit. Some looked nervous and were waiting for the reply on the mountain, while others were disappointed and expressed in words. They were obviously rejected, but they refused to give up.

The old Taoist priest walked forward, handed a golden post to a disciple, and sang: "I know that the disciples under the Xuanguan Chongxu True Man's seat are here to visit Master Qin, and I'll have to ask the little Taoist fellow to pass on their behalf."

The gray-clothed disciple looked cold. After taking the famous post, his expression was not moved at all by the three words "Zhixuanguan". He just put the famous post on the table. The disciple guarding the door said coldly: "The Taoist priest is waiting here first. When he gets a full ten famous posts on the mountain, he will submit it to the master together."

The old Taoist priest smiled and nodded, said a little trouble, and then turned around and walked aside with his apprentice.

After the old Taoist walked away, the middle-aged man in green walked forward, bowed to the disciple, and said softly: "I'll let fellow Taoist tell Master Qin that Zhuo Yuming came to visit."

The old Taoist priest from Zhixuan Temple heard it and sneered. The casual cultivator didn't even have a famous post. He just wanted to go up the mountain after reporting a name. I guess he couldn't pass the level of the gatekeeper just and wanted to reach the top to meet Master Qin. It was ridiculous.

Unexpectedly, the disciple who should have faced a cold face frowned.

This man just reported his name, neither had a visit or a sect, but he didn't mention the sect. He thought he was familiar with his master. He didn't dare to be negligent at the moment, so he hurriedly took out a book from his arms and looked it up.

All the records in this book are people with great friendship with the master. The master once told me that anyone recorded in this book can climb the mountain directly without having to pass it on.

After searching, on the last page, there were six big words "Zhuo Yuming, Zhen of the Demon City" written on it.

The disciple quickly changed into a warm smile, stuffed the list back into his arms, and saluted the middle-aged man respectfully.

The disciple guarding the gate raised his head and said, "Senior, please, the end of the mountain road is where the master's cave is. There are senior brothers from the same sect to be received by the mountain, and they will lead the senior into the mansion. The juniors' responsibilities are that they dare not leave their posts without permission and cannot lead the seniors up the mountain. I hope to forgive them."

Zhuo Yuming waved his hand with a smile and said, "You need to be polite." After that, he stepped into the mountain gate and walked up the way."

The old Taoist Zhixuanguan, who was waiting to see the man who had been defeated and hit a wall before, looked shocked. He originally thought that he must have been driven away by Leng Yan, but the disciple of the gate not only looked respectful, but even let him go directly without being taught. He regretted it now that the man must have had a deep friendship with Master Qin. If he had known that he had been warmer before, he might have been able to go up the mountain with him.

The old fairy slapped her thigh in annoyance.

After Zhuo Yuming climbed to the top of the mountain, he was able to see Qin Su Cave.

When a disciple in charge of the guidance at the cave gate saw him going up the mountain, he quickly stepped forward to ask. After learning about Zhuo Yuming's identity, he said, "Senior, wait for a moment, and I will go in and report it now." Then he turned around and walked into the cave gate.

About half a cup of tea, an old man in brocade clothes walked out of the cave door and smiled at Zhuo Yuming, "Fellow Daoist Zhuo is really shining when he comes to the mountain. This is my alchemy room, and it is not suitable to be hospitalized. Fellow Daoist Zhuo also asks me to go to another place."
Chapter completed!