The years when I explored the fairyland.

Chapter 300 297: Immortal Gate Conference

The next day,

early morning.

The weather today is not good. There are thick dark clouds in the sky, blocking the sunlight, making the sky and the earth seem a little dark.

Until the bell of Xuanzhen Palace rang, the sound of Hongzhong Dalü was so mighty that it spread over a hundred miles.

Along with the sound of the bell, a powerful wave of magical power spread out, as if the gods in the sky were looking down at the earth with a majestic gaze.

Look up at the sky again!
The thick dark clouds seemed to be blocking his eyes, so a magic shot out, like a divine light that penetrated the sky and the earth, and sank into the dark clouds.

Then, the dark clouds rolled and retreated, just like the ebbing tide, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The brilliant sunshine cast a layer of golden glow on the vast mountains and mist.

Under the golden light, the fog outside the mountain protection formation began to move. It did not dissipate, but only rolled up in the front mountain, revealing the outline of the mountain gate and a mountain path leading to the depths.

Wei Jinkui stepped forward, with clouds supporting his feet. Behind him were four men and four women, and eight disciples of Xuanzhen Palace.

Outside Xuanzhen Palace, there was already a huge crowd of people, making it impossible to get through.

There are even masters who are unwilling to stay on the ground, so they circulate their Qi and rise into the air.

Of course, they didn't dare to fly too high and look down on others. They would not be able to bear it if they were accused of disrespect.

Therefore, they were almost all standing in mid-air, about ten feet high.

Seeing the mountain gate open, they almost instinctively wanted to move forward, but they still restrained themselves.

Of course, not everyone here has an invitation, and quite a few people just come here to join in the fun.

Wei Jinkui saw this scene with an indifferent expression, as if he saw nothing. Over the years, Xuanzhen Palace had been growing, and they, the old men, had naturally grown up as well.

Looking around, he slightly displayed his magical power, and his loud voice spread in all directions, drowning out all the noise.

“When the end of the sky opens and the fog dissipates, we will find the barbarians of the demon race and the ghost cultivators of the sea race bordering our human world.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is a major change that has not happened in a thousand years!"

"Therefore, my Xuanzhen Palace sincerely invites all the major sects and heroes in the world to hold such a fairy gate conference, hoping to discuss a solution."

"However, with so many people, it is impossible to cover everything. If there are any shortcomings, please forgive me!"

“Although this conference is mainly for discussion, my Xuanzhen Palace has also prepared a martial arts performance and lecture, which will be hosted by Palace Master Chu himself.

If you are willing, you can also observe outside Xuanzhen Palace. How much you can gain depends on your personal understanding."

After he finished speaking, the warriors who were originally just watching the fun burst into a commotion, as if the atmosphere was boiling. Many of them whispered to each other with excitement on their faces.

Wei Jinkui did not suppress his voice. He waited until the noise died down before he spoke again: "Those sects that have invitations from my Xuanzhen Palace, please come forward. After my disciples in the palace verify the invitations, they will take you to the venue of the conference."

"I don't know, which sect will come first?"

"Ba Zong is here!"

A loud voice sounded, and Xiong Kuohai came walking in the air, followed by masters, the lowest of whom were martial artists of the highest rank.

Before the person arrived, the Immortal Gate Post had already flown out. Wei Jinkui raised his hand, grasped it, and threw it behind without even checking.

He took a few steps forward, greeted Xiong Kuohai, clasped his fists and bowed, then said, "I'm sorry for not welcoming you, Overlord. Please come in!"

"Don't we need to check the Immortal Gate Post?"

"Haha, you are the star yourself, why do you need an invitation? Please, come in..."

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, a disciple led Xiong Kuohai into Xuanzhen Palace.

Next, the Sanqing Sect asked Qi Dao, and came in mid-air with several elders.

It was Sun Wuji, the Grand Master of the Martial Temple, who led his disciples up the mountain.

At the end, it was King Zhou of the Dayun Dynasty, driven by two martial arts masters, who arrived at the mountain gate breathlessly.

Behind them are the eldest princess Murong Yan of the Great Yan Dynasty, the dean of the Jixia Academy of Great Yan, Bai Haotian, the leader of the national sect Futu Sect, Shentu Sheng, and the representative of the Five Families and Seven Surnames, the Qingping swordsman Xie Jingshi.

There are also representatives of the Golden Horde, the uncle of the current Khan, Tuoba Renxian, the chief shaman of the Yuwen tribe, Yuwen Bocheng, and...

You have to admit that although there are many people, the rules have never been violated.

The first ones to appear were almost all representatives of the top sects and forces among the Three Kingdoms.

It can even be said that who is strong and who is weak, who comes first and who comes later, are all automatically distinguished.

As for Xuanzhen Palace, they hardly verified the invitations for this group of people. In fact, they represented all human beings in the world.

If these people don’t come, the rest of the show won’t be able to go on.

However, after them, the invitations from other sects were carefully examined.

It’s not a big deal. There’s a magic mark on the invitation. You can use a little magic to activate it and verify its authenticity.

Although it looks simple, the effect is very good, and it actually caught some people who made fake invitations.

We didn't do anything to them, we just drove them out.

There's no way around it, there are always people who take advantage of troubled waters.

In addition, the most noteworthy thing is that Xuanzhen Palace arranged a special disciple to serve there.

Every time he received an invitation, he would announce it loudly. It seemed like a very ordinary method, but in fact it always attracted a commotion from a group of warriors outside.

This not only raises the status of Xuanzhen Palace, but also brings fame to these sects, killing two birds with one stone.

Xuanzhen Palace has had experience in holding conferences several times, and Wei Jinkui and Fan Zhong have also been trained. Although it seems hectic, it is actually well organized.

In fact, the speed at which these sects entered the venue far exceeded previous estimates. In just one hour, all those who should have entered had entered.

Wei Jinkui called out again and again and checked the number of invitations. After making sure that nothing was missed, he turned around and went back to Xuanzhen Palace.

Right now,

The martial arts arena was already full of people, and everywhere you looked, they were all well-known major sects in the world, as well as powerful masters.

When they got together, their seats were divided by region, clearly presenting a three-kingdoms situation. The conversation among the experienced people seemed noisy.

Well, even in Xuanzhen Palace, only this martial arts arena can accommodate so many people.

On top of the solitary peak.

Under the big willow tree, Chu Zhou sat on a recliner with his eyes closed in deep thought. He seemed relaxed and at ease, yet also somewhat solemn.

Then, Fan Tiehu came riding on a flying sword and breaking through the air.

Before he landed, Chu Zhou had already opened his eyes. He looked at the sun in the sky and asked, "Is it full?"

"All ready, this time the action is quite fast."

Fan Tiehu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Big Brother, should we stick to the original plan?"

Chu Zhou waved his hand: "Why waste that time? Just finish what needs to be done and send these people away. This will also give my Xuanzhen Palace peace and tranquility!"

As Chu Zhou said this, a white cloud rose up under him. He stretched lazily on the cloud, and straightened up amid the crackling sound of bones popping.

The fog monster accelerated again and turned into a stream of light, disappearing into the sky.

Fan Tiehu had a hard time, as he was struggling to control the flying sword that he had just refined.

On the martial arts field,

Before everyone had to wait too long, a clear and melodious voice was heard.

Ding!
It was like the sound of a flowing spring, pleasant to the ears, and with the effect of "clearing the mind and brightening the spirit", spreading in all directions. In the ancestral hall, Xu Cheng sat upright, in front of him was a jade chime made entirely of jasper, emitting a hazy glow.

In his hand, he also held a jade hammer, which was also jasper in color, carved with winding cloud patterns, and had a gleam of light visible to the naked eye.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Cheng raised the jade hammer again and knocked it gently.

Ding!
Another sound of the jade chime was heard, this time even more violently, with ripples visible to the naked eye spreading outward, and wherever it passed, it seemed as if the heaven and earth had become clear.

There were more changes than just these. On the martial arts field, there were flags on all four sides, fluttering in the wind as if they were stimulated.

There was also a mysterious and wonderful aura rising from the earth and blending with the sound waves of the jade chime magic weapon.

There was no resistance at all, but the effect was amplified several times.

This is the specialty of the Qingyu Refining Shop. The Zhongling Jade Chime can have miraculous effects when used in the martial arts arena.

Then, all the noisy sounds between heaven and earth disappeared, and all the troublesome thoughts were also eliminated.

In the martial arts arena, everyone who was originally chatting happily has now raised their heads and looked up, with clear lights flashing in their eyes.

They had never been as clear-headed as they were today, with a surge of inspiration, and even many of the things that had confused them before seemed to have been figured out.

It was also at this time that Chu Zhou stepped on the clouds and descended from the sky. He was not moving fast, with purple fairy clothes fluttering, like a banished immortal coming to the earth.

He did not land on the ground. Three feet above the ground, the clouds and mist dispersed as if they were solid.

This position is neither too high to give a feeling of superiority, nor does it overlook the entire training ground.

But he did not rush to speak, but waited quietly, waiting for the sound of the jade chime to continue.

ding ding ding...

After being struck nine times in a row, the sound of the jade chime and the martial arts field finally formed a special sound of bell spirit.

At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in an invisible layer of sound waves, which even penetrated the mountain protection formation and permeated the entire world.

Therefore, the enlightenment of all living beings seen has reached a new level.

It was also at this time that Chu Zhou spoke!

He did not say any profound truths, nor did he use any mysterious terms, but only the most ordinary content, which seemed to be reflected in everyone's hearts through this "sound of the bell".

Then, the clouds cleared and the sun came out, and everyone seemed to see the way forward, right under their feet, leading to the top of the mountain.

Chu Zhou started talking about martial arts, but it was not just martial arts.

He did not popularize the basic knowledge, nor was there any need to do so. He just started directly from the topic of marrow washing and blood transfusion.

From martial arts to Taoism, the method of refining the body, the body is the sword, the blood and qi are the smoke, the road to becoming a saint...

In fact, Chu Zhou originally didn’t want to talk about martial arts anymore. It was really the path of martial arts that he had already talked about many times.

But later on I thought, this world is a place where martial arts flourish, and as long as the way forward is pointed out, maybe someone will be able to become a martial immortal.

By then, although it would not be as good as the sanctification of the physical body, the killing power would be unparalleled, comparable to that of a sword immortal.

Therefore, he searched for many cultivation methods of the body cultivators in the Dharma Storage Building, and then integrated them with the martial arts of the Xuanzhen Palace to sort out the path after marrow cleansing and blood transfusion.

These are what the warriors in this world are best at, so they became more delighted as they heard them.

However, Chu Zhou did not spend too much time on this, only about half an hour at most, and then he changed the subject and began to talk about the way of immortality.

The path to immortality is so vast that even when Chu Zhou first came into contact with it, he listened to eighteen classes under the Voice of the Tao before he laid the foundation.

This method was naturally not suitable for this place and time, so Chu Zhou only talked about the method of spiritual roots, the method of drawing qi into the body, the fixation of meridian acupoints, and the smelting of essence, qi and spirit into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to form magic power...

As for the method of cultivating immortals, it has been spread. Almost everyone who can attend classes here has made an exchange and practiced.

But with this kind of practice, at most one knows the results but not the reasons. One just keeps moving forward, but the truth behind it can only be explored bit by bit.

And Chu Zhou is now telling them the secret.

Just like peeling off silk threads from an onion, the inner principles of the immortal way were revealed to them bit by bit.

These may seem unimportant, but they are the source of creativity. Only by understanding the principles can we think of ways to improve them and make things better and better.

Of course, Chu Zhou was not stingy. He also talked about the realm above drawing Qi into the body, such as the precautions for building the foundation, and the power that a Jindan Zhenren should have.

In addition, there are the mysteries of heaven and earth, the basics of alchemy, the application of formations, the key points of drawing talismans, the content of refining tools, and the importance of spiritual plants...

Although they were only a brief taste, they still painted a picture of the vastness of the immortal path for all living beings, making everyone present intoxicated.

In fact, it's not just them, but also those people outside Xuanzhen Palace.

They could not enjoy the blessing of the martial arts arena, nor did they have the effect of the bell spirit sound, but the magical power of the Zhong Ling Yu Chime still radiated here.

Then, Chu Zhou’s sermon also fell into their ears, making them unable to extricate themselves.

They even felt a hint of disbelief. They all said that this Immortal Sect Conference was to discuss world affairs, so why did they start with a "martial arts performance and preaching"?
I'm really not prepared!

If I had told them about this item earlier, they would have probably taken out pen and paper to write it down one by one.

Back then, someone recorded Chu Zhou's martial arts performance and gained a lot from it.

Of course, Chu Zhou didn’t care about these. He just told everyone the details about the path of cultivation that he had sorted out.

This can also be considered as teaching and imparting knowledge!

Only when the immortal way in this world becomes stronger, his Xuanzhen Palace will become more powerful.

This sermon lasted for nearly a whole day, and he only stopped when the golden crow was setting in the west and night was about to come.

Of course, although he stopped talking, as far as he could see, everyone was still immersed in enlightenment, unable to extricate themselves.

Even the disciples of Xuanzhen Palace are like this.

Chu Zhou did not disturb them, but raised his hand and a cup of tea at just the right temperature fell into his hands.

First he took a sip, feeling the sweet fragrance of the spiritual tea, and then drank it in big gulps to relieve his thirst.

After finishing the tea, Chu Zhou made a hand gesture and raised his hand to point.

Then, there seemed to be invisible waves spreading out from the void, diffusing in all directions. Some people didn't feel anything, but some people had already been enveloped by it.

The fantasy world,

There are already more people in the Baisha City that has sprung up out of nowhere.

Hegemony Sect's Xiong Kuohai, Sanqing Sect's Qi Wen, Ancient Temple Sect's Supreme Venerable, Dayun Dynasty's Zhou Wang Ji Ruofeng, Dayan Princess Murong Yan, Jixia Academy's Dean...

That’s right, representatives of the world’s top sects and forces are all here.

They were all awakened from their sudden realization and looked around in confusion until Chu Zhou appeared, and Xiong Kuohai spoke first.

"Palace Master Chu, where is this? What do you want to do?"

Chu Zhou raised his hand, and the scene around him changed. An inexplicable round table appeared, and everyone sat in a circle on the chairs.

At this time, he spoke: "This is the Great Illusionary Realm. We'll tell you what it is for later."

"The reason I called you all here is to discuss serious matters. There are too many people outside."

"There are so many people talking, and we can't come to a conclusion. But you can't escape the fate of this world."

"So, I gathered you all together to have a good discussion about the current situation."

"Of course, before that, I'd better show you something."

　There is not enough time, I will post it first and revise it later...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)