Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 418 Hanging Mountain

Xu Yunfan suddenly understood.

Before him lay a majestic, dark blue mountain suspended above a sea of ​​clouds, its surface covered with naturally formed silver patterns, resembling a talisman sculpted by nature.

Seven icefalls cascaded down from the mountaintop, only to be torn apart by the gale in mid-air, turning into wisps of spiritual energy that enveloped the entire mountain in rainbow light.

The remaining white marble steps on the mountainside meander like a snake, leading to the long-collapsed palace complex.

Gilded dragon patterns can still be seen on the broken beams and pillars, and half of a stone tablet is stuck diagonally in the scorched earth, with the two characters "Tai Xu" faintly discernible.

What shocked Xu Yunfan the most was that three vast and boundless auras descended from the foot of the mountain like abysses, enveloping the entire suspended mountain in an invisible pressure.

The first burst of energy was like the rising sun, brilliant and radiant, illuminating the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Within that blazing light, nine golden suns seemed to rise and fall, each containing terrifying power capable of burning mountains and boiling seas. Wherever it passed, the void distorted, and even the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was scorched into crimson flames.

The mere wisp of air melted into winding lava gullies on the mountain rocks, as if an ancient golden crow had swept across the human world.

The second energy flow is like an ancient Buddha holding up a flower, seemingly gentle yet incredibly heavy.

Countless golden Sanskrit characters appeared and disappeared in the void, and each character that fell would carve a swastika mark hundreds of feet deep in the sky.

Even more terrifying are the floating shadows of the Udumbara flowers. When the seemingly delicate petals fall, they cause the entire cliff below to collapse with a roar, revealing the rock core inside, which is stained with the light of Buddha and looks like glass.

The most astonishing thing was the third wisp of ethereal pure energy, which seemed faint but contained endless mysteries.

The pure air, like smoke and mist, swirled and manifested countless illusory palaces. In each palace sat a Taoist priest in feathered robes and a star-studded crown, playing the zither, playing chess, gazing at the stars, or refining elixirs.

Wherever the pure air passes, the rocks spontaneously reassemble into exquisite jade platforms, withered trees spring back to life and transform into jade branches, and even the howling wind condenses into melodious celestial music.

Even more mysteriously, white crane phantoms would occasionally flutter their wings and fly through the pure energy, leaving behind profound Dao patterns in the void with each flap of their wings, thus organizing the chaotic spiritual energy around them into orderly lines.

At the confluence of the three energies, the space constantly evolves and reorganizes, sometimes transforming into a blazing furnace, sometimes into a pure land filled with chanting, and sometimes into a myriad of celestial grottoes.

The three parties are constantly vying for power and confronting each other, yet they also fear one another and have not taken any action, thus forming a strange balance of power.

"Golden elixir!"

Xu Yunfan was shocked, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Golden Core True Monarch!!"

He almost held his breath, and the True Martial Heavenly Gang and Subduing Demon Earthly Fiend within his body began to circulate on their own at that moment, allowing his blood and qi to slowly begin to circulate.

The strength of this Golden Core True Monarch in this realm has far exceeded the boundaries of his understanding. It is no longer a realm attainable by human power, but rather a manifestation of the Heavenly Dao!

Pure Yang True Lord's Nine Golden Suns scorch the heavens and boil the seas; Wonderful Truth Bodhisattva's Udumbara Flower Shadow suppresses all laws; Pure Source True Lord's Immortal Palace's Pure Qi circulates throughout the heavens...

Where the three energies clashed, the spiritual energy became chaotic, water and fire collapsed, and a tremendous force, as if the heavens and earth were being created, raged here.

Simply unbelievable.

How come it's so different from the descriptions of Golden Core cultivators in the novels of my past life?

The Golden Core cultivators in this realm are already comparable to the True Immortals described in online novels from my previous life.

In some lower-level online novels, such cultivation levels would probably only be found among celestial beings.

Just as Xu Yunfan was calming his complex emotions, "The Suspended Mountain Blessed Land..."

Chu Chengnan's voice rang in Xu Yunfan's consciousness, "Back then, the Taixu Sword Sect failed to ascend as a whole, and its mountain gate fell into the void. Now it has appeared in the world, landing at the intersection of three parties. The True Lords of my Yuanshi Sect, Bodhi Pure Land, and Wancheng Sword Sect are vying for control of the Mountain Seal of Suspended Mountain."

He paused, "Did you see those three auras? The Pure Yang True Monarch of the Wancheng Sword Sect, the Wonderful Truth Bodhisattva of the Bodhi Pure Land, and the Pure Source True Monarch of my Holy Sect, each left their own mark. Now, the Golden Core True Monarchs are unable to make a move, and the Foundation Establishment True Monarchs cannot enter. The only option is to send Qi Refining disciples in to retrieve the Mountain Seal. If you can obtain it, it will be a great achievement."

As soon as the words were spoken, the clouds suddenly shattered, and three towering Dharma images stood in the void like jade pillars supporting the sky.

The figure on the east side carried a gilded sword case on his back, surrounded by nine golden suns. The intense light evaporated the clouds and sea within a hundred miles. It was none other than the Pure Yang True Lord of the Wancheng Sword Sect.

His Dharma form stands tall and upright, with each golden ray of sunlight burning out distorted corona patterns in the void, as if nine miniature suns were guarding this supreme swordsman.

The nun on the west side stands on a thousand-petaled lotus platform, and seven layers of Buddha light behind her head solidify into a golden body.

The Dharma image was over a thousand feet tall, and the eight-treasure glazed pagoda held in its palm was adorned with countless jewels. Each jewel reflected the three thousand worlds of the Buddha. It was undoubtedly the Bodhisattva of the Pure Land of Bodhi.

Above the northern sky, the Dharma form of True Lord Qingyuan is the most mysterious.

Its form was both real and illusory, and its pure aura transformed into countless ethereal palaces, each with wind chimes formed from condensed stars hanging from its eaves.

The Dharma Image held a Mountain and River Cauldron in its hands. The pure earth energy gushing from the cauldron caused even collapsed cliffs to rise back into place, demonstrating its unpredictable power to overturn the universe.

The mere presence of the three Dharma forms caused the entire suspended mountain to groan under the immense spiritual pressure.

The remnants of the protective mountain array that have survived from ancient times are now collapsing and disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It was clear that the protective markings of the Suspended Mountain Blessed Land were completely rendered ineffective by the erosion of the three True Lords' aura.

Master Baiyue said in a low voice, "Go in and do as you please. Just take the Mountain Seal."

Xu Yunfan understood and immediately stepped into the air, his figure transforming into a streak of azure light that shot straight towards the suspended mountain.

As he soared through the air, his eyes flickered slightly. He saw dozens of dark streaks of light streaking across the sky like shooting stars in the sea of ​​clouds below the image of True Monarch Qingyuan.

A disciple of the Yuanshi Sect.

It seems that Yuanshizong did not put all his eggs in one basket, or rather, he only represented the faction of Baiyue Zhenren.

Although those Qi Refining disciples of the Primordial Sect had not yet reached the Foundation Establishment stage, their auras were all as solid as mercury, and their bodies were surrounded by various colored auras.

There was a sinister young man piloting a white bone flying boat, a bewitching woman standing on a blood lotus, and seven black-robed cultivators traveling together in formation. Their combined aura condensed into a hideous demonic form in the void.

"Blood Fiend Peak, Hundred Desires Peak, Seven Killings Peak..."

Chu Chengnan's divine sense transmitted a cold laugh, "It seems that each sect has sent out its most treasured Qi Refining talents."

Before the words were finished, a blinding golden light suddenly burst forth from the west, and eighteen barefoot monks arrived, stepping on golden lotus platforms.

The skull prayer beads hanging around their necks jingled, and with each step they left a swastika-shaped Buddhist seal on the sea of ​​clouds.

In the Pure Land of Bodhi, there is a very famous "Wrathful Vajra" under the command of the Bodhisattva Miaodi.

"These bald monks are in a hurry; they can't go anywhere without you."

Xu Yunfan suddenly sensed a sharp aura through his Martial Arts Heavenly Eye between his brows, causing his vertical pupil between his brows to open and close slightly.

(End of this chapter)