Evergreen Immortal.

Chapter 806 Ninety-Nine Steps, An Immortal Touches My Head
The Jade Bridge has a total of two hundred steps.

Li Rui is currently in the center, not close to the magnificent palaces at the end of the bridge, but quite far from the beginning. Even in ancient times, few True Lords could achieve this distance.

Planting the [True Martial Arrival] will greatly increase your strength.

When you're distracted, even taking ten steps feels like a luxury.

Now he can walk ninety-eight steps in one breath.

"The ultimate extreme is the nine-nine, and change arises from the extreme."

Li Rui thought to himself, his gaze sharpened, and then he took a step forward.

boom--

A terrifying pressure suddenly descended upon his head.

It pressed down on him so much that his back was bent.

The power of an immortal!

The next moment——

Li Rui's body shone with golden light, and the [True Martial Arrival] within his body seemed poised to burst forth from the Niwan Palace.

The celestial might that was about to press down was blocked, and even began to retreat upwards.

One inch.

Two inches.

One foot.

Baizhang!

"open!"

With a loud shout, the immortal might was shattered by Li Rui, unleashing a power unimaginable to ordinary people in an instant.

Great supernatural power, splitting the heavens!
Since Li Rui planted the [True Martial Descent] and comprehended this great divine power, today is the first time he has used it.

boom!
With a muffled thud, his right foot landed firmly on the white jade bridge.

Ninety-nine steps!

All of a sudden——

Wisps of white mist rose from the Jade Bridge, and in just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, it felt as if one were in a fairyland.

Something has definitely changed!

According to the few records in Hongwen Pavilion about the Taixu Daoist Temple, this white jade bridge is called "Chasing the Moon," and it was a place for ancient cultivators to test their skills.

If one's performance on the bridge is impressive enough, it might even attract a celestial being to take one as a disciple.

The immortal has now departed.

Yet, fate still works.

While thinking.

Li Rui's pupils contracted slightly.

A figure slowly emerged from the white mist.

He was a thin, middle-aged Taoist priest, yet he gave off a sense of being detached from the world. What surprised Li Rui was that seeing this man was like seeing the Dao of Heaven.

Fairy!

He's definitely a celestial being.

Daojun is the manifestation of the Dao in the human world.

Immortals are themselves a part of the Dao of Heaven.

But Li Rui quickly calmed down because he could sense that the middle-aged Taoist in front of him was the remnant consciousness of an immortal, not the immortal himself.

A faint voice slowly drifted over:

"The Primordial Chaos of Myriad Paths?"

Upon hearing the middle-aged Taoist priest reveal his true identity, Li Rui was greatly alarmed, but on the surface he still managed to remain calm.

Just about to speak.

The middle-aged Taoist's second question surprised him even more: "What is your relationship with my junior brother Wuzhong?"

Junior Brother Wuzhong?

Li Rui's eyes lit up.

Inside the Star Core Hall, the remnant consciousness of the Endless Dao Lord accepted disciples on behalf of his master.

Since this middle-aged man in front of him calls Wu Zhong his junior brother, then he must be his senior brother whom he has never met!

How can I not like it?

He did not lose his composure because of this. Instead, he straightened his clothes very neatly and then bowed with his hands clasped, saying, "Junior brother Li Rui greets senior brother."

"Senior brother?"

For the first time, emotions were revealed in the eyes of the middle-aged man who seemed to never flinch at anything in the world.

It was surprise.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, his right index and ring fingers twitching, his gaze towards Li Rui filled with even more emotion: "Junior Brother, you really are..."

He didn't continue.

However, the way he looked at Li Rui was no longer as condescending as when he looked at an ant.

The middle-aged man said, "Master once said that Junior Brother could take on disciples, but he still needs to pass the tests of me and Senior Brother. You are too weak."

Li Rui's expression remained unchanged.

He had anticipated this.

He's not the protagonist in those folk tales, so how could there be a celestial being eager to recognize him, a mortal, as their junior brother?

Even if he were an immortal, he wouldn't do that. It's perfectly normal.

The distinction between immortals and mortals is not just a saying.

However, it seems that his senior brother's consciousness and intelligence are too high.

Li Rui was still thinking.

But then he heard his senior brother's figure suddenly disappear, and when he reappeared, he was already a foot away from him.

'Celestial magic!'

Li Rui was startled.

The middle-aged Taoist directly traversed the Great Dao, completely disregarding distance—a true immortal's skill.

Then they saw the middle-aged Taoist slowly raise his right hand, and then his palm landed on Li Rui's head.

"Master has decreed that those who see me will receive good fortune. Since you are someone Junior Brother has his eye on, I will bestow upon you even more good fortune."

"?"

"Dao Guo. Interesting."

In a daze, Li Rui heard the middle-aged Daoist's intermittent words.

Then he simply lost consciousness.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the head of the Gan Yue Bridge.

"Is that Senior Brother Huaxu?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest just mentioned his junior brother and then his senior brother, so his identity is self-evident. He is Hua Xu, the second disciple of the Lord of the Celestial Court.

A true immortal who has ascended to heaven.

Li Rui had only heard snippets of information from Wuzhong Daojun.

Subsequently.

Li Rui only felt that something was wrong with his Purple Mansion.

Look inward at yourself.

The Longevity Court within the Yellow Court Grotto-Heaven had transformed into a small celestial court, only half an inch away from the Xuanhuang Earth.

This is about taking root and flourishing.

A true immortal touched my head!

Originally, it would have taken him ten years to cultivate the [Longevity Pavilion], but now, with just a touch from his senior brother, who didn't even acknowledge him as his junior brother, he had directly achieved it.

How could he not be happy?

'My fellow students are all very genuine people.'

From nothingness to emptiness, the two never argued about those ephemeral things.

There are no such things as "you have to find the path yourself" or "you must comprehend the path yourself to go far." The first thing they do is provide real, tangible benefits.

Senior Brother Wuzhong gave him his life's cultivation insights, and Senior Brother Huaxu directly helped him greatly increase his cultivation level.

I'm just one step away from getting both certificates.

Overjoyed.

'It seems Senior Brother Huaxu has a sharp tongue but a soft heart; he may deny it, but he certainly hasn't missed out on any of the good things.'

Although I don't know what kind of person that master is, the way the two senior brothers protect their own is really comforting.

If my senior brothers are like this, then my master must be no less so.

This is called a continuous lineage!
"Junior brother, you are back."

Zhuge Ming had already put away his fishing rod, and his face was beaming with joy.

"I've met senior brother."

Jiang Linxian stood in front of Zhuge Ming.

In the cultivation world, seniority is always determined by cultivation level. It's not uncommon for a grandson to address his grandfather as a fellow Daoist if they ever reach the same cultivation level.

Calling someone "ancestor" is obviously inappropriate.

"good very good."

Zhuge Ming laughed heartily.

When I saw Jiang Linxian again, his Dao Fruit had been formed, and he stood firmly on the position of Dao Lord, which meant that Baiyujing would prosper for another thousand years.

Naturally, I was overjoyed.

"Junior Brother Jianhe."

Even the usually stern, middle-aged man carrying a sword showed a rare smile.

"Senior Brother Feiyu."

Jiang Linxian cupped his hands in greeting, his eyes filled with emotion.

He cultivated himself for two lifetimes.

Finally, he achieved the Dao Lord status. The hardships he endured along the way are too numerous to mention to outsiders.

Zhuge Ming was about to speak.

His expression changed immediately.

His gaze passed over Jiang Linxian and fell upon the Evergreen Peak.

He slapped his thigh.

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)