With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 474 The Two Saints Discuss the Past and Present in the Sanqing Hall, and the Crane Crying Stream Group Determines the True Nature of the New and New Years!
From the crowd, Zhang Jingshi smiled and said:
"I was kept waiting at the foot of the mountain the other day. I'll have to have a good discussion with the Celestial Master when I see him soon. It's been a long time since I've discussed the Dao, and I'm really itching to get my hands dirty."

“Zhang Daojun, let’s discuss the important matters first.”

In the distance, an old Taoist priest with a white beard slowly walked over, wearing a robe with the Eight Immortals in dark colors.

The original Taoist robes could no longer be used due to the restructuring of the Martial Temple.

Therefore, they could only wear the "hidden Taoist robe" that represented the magical artifacts of the Eight Immortals.

Daojun still possesses this much power.

When everyone saw him arrive, their eyes lit up.

Unexpectedly, the Taoist Master Wuyang from Dingxian Temple also came.

The group comforted each other, for with the cessation of the Eight Immortals' incense offerings, Wu Yang's path to enlightenment was also largely cut short.

Zhang Jingshi said in a very casual manner:

“Old Taoist brother, why don’t you come and cultivate at my Wudang Mountain? We are both from the Quanzhen lineage, and we were one family a thousand years ago. Just treat Wudang Mountain as your own home.”

Wu Yang cupped his hands in a wry smile and shook his head, saying:

“Zhang Daojun is joking. There are still many things to deal with in Yong’an. How can I go to the Zhenwu Holy Land to find peace and quiet?”

He is not only the current abbot of the Martial Temple, but also the principal of the Martial Arts Academy. How could he just leave like that?

Although the incense offerings of the Eight Immortals have been extinguished, the fire in his heart has not yet been put out.

Just as Zhang Jingshi was about to say something more, his eyes suddenly lit up as he looked at the figure that had suddenly appeared in front of him.

"This old Taoist priest has finally shown himself."

Everyone fell silent and looked at the host in front of them, the initiator of this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

But then the Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master slowly walked towards the crowd, cupped his hands, and smiled:
"Fellow Daoists, thank you all for your response to this grand ceremony. May the Heavenly Venerable grant you boundless blessings."

"good!"

"Brother Dao, please speak freely. If you need our manpower or resources, just say so."

Beside him, the tall figure of Lu Ang, the garrison commander of the northern lands, was also prominently displayed:
"Our military will also support this operation. Whether it's resources or money, just ask, and the nation will have no objections."

"Our UN General Assembly."

After all the factions had finished speaking, the Old Celestial Master expressed his gratitude:

"Thank you all. We will discuss these matters in detail later. Now there is an important matter that the Patriarch has entrusted to us for a decision."

The Three Pure Ones have now agreed to hold this ceremony. With the grand ritual imminent, we need to discuss the specific schedule and arrangements with everyone. Please choose one of the two options and express your opinions.

Currently, my Dragon Tiger Ancestral Celestial Master and Wudang Master Xu have discussed and selected two time slots.

The first is the last day of December this year, known as "the darkest day of the month," and the second, a little later, is next year's Lunar New Year's Eve.

These two days mark the interaction of the energies of heaven and earth, the dissipation of the turbid energy of the old year, and the imminent birth of the pure energy of the new year.

At this time, the grand ritual of Luotian is performed to borrow the power of the alternation of Yin and Yang, to reach the heavens above to pray for blessings, and to connect with the earth's veins below to cleanse the dust.

In accordance with the principles of the natural order, and drawing upon the decrees of the Three Pure Ones, the evil spirits of the mountains are suppressed.

After discussing it for a while, everyone felt that it was all the same, and that it was better to do it sooner rather than later.

Suddenly, a dashing woman dressed in a crimson dragon robe stepped forward.

Her aura was extremely powerful, clearly indicating that she was a female celestial king.

She slowly said:

"Celestial Master, let's try to set the date for next year's Lunar New Year's Eve. My senior brother should have already broken through to the seventh level by then, and he can come to Taihang to participate in the battle, which will add another Great Sage to our fighting force."

Wearing a crimson dragon robe, she is the only daughter of the old sword saint of the Northern Alliance University and the junior sister of the current principal, Sui Chunqiu.

The newly crowned king – [Storm Sword Master Yi Lan].

She didn't understand Taoist practices, like invoking deities or grand rituals, or anything like that.
But she knew that to deal with the whispers of the mountains, ultimately it would depend on "people".

Senior Brother Sui Chunqiu was known for his practical skills and was hailed as the First King below the Great Sage.

After breaking through to the seventh level and becoming a saint, he will definitely be a great help.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingshi sighed:
"Principal Sui is about to break seven? That's amazing!"

Among the Heavenly Kings, the only one he truly respected was the other.

He vividly remembers that Jianghe Tournament, where he was a top contender for the championship from the Daoist sect, only to be defeated by his opponent in just a few moves.
The others also showed expressions of joy.

It's naturally a good thing that our side can have an extra top-tier combatant.

"Such an important matter, no wonder Principal Sui didn't come; he was in seclusion."

In the distance, the Shaolin monk Wulou, representing Shaolin, also clasped his hands together with his eyes closed.
"Amitabha Buddha, the Sui Heavenly King has already taken this step. When will this humble monk be able to attain the Mahayana fruition?"

Meanwhile, not far from Crane Cry Valley, in the back mountain, inside the Sanqing Hall.

Inside the hall, the statues of the Three Pure Ones sit serenely on lotus pedestals.

The Jade Pure Primordial Heavenly Venerable is in the center, the Supreme Pure Spiritual Treasure Heavenly Venerable is on the left, and the Great Pure Moral Heavenly Venerable is on the right.

The Three Pure Ones appear solemn and dignified, with an indescribable aura of chaos permeating the hall, adding to the statues' majesty.

A moment later, two beams of light flashed.

Two beams of light, one purple and one blue, stepped out of the Three Pure Ones' Dharma Realm one after the other.

The latter, shimmering with blue light, was none other than Xu Daoxian, the Great Sage of Zhenwu, the leader of the Wudang sect.

The former appeared wearing a nine-colored lotus crown, a five-colored brocade robe, a cloud-patterned crimson robe, a phoenix-patterned brocade skirt, seven-colored jeweled cloud brocade stockings, and jade-patterned shoes.

The robes they wore were the orthodox robes of the Three Pure Ones, which only the successive generations of Dragon and Tiger Celestial Masters were qualified to wear.

The purple light faded, revealing a figure. He was a living fossil of martial arts, even older than Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang.

In the second year of Yongping, Zhang Daoling attained enlightenment, resigned from his official post, and went to Shu.

At the summit of Crane Cry Mountain, he caught a thunderbolt that was about to strike the world with his bare hands, and through this experience, he comprehended a divine skill from the history of Taoism.

[Laojun personally taught the Taiping Cave Ultimate Scripture].

Later, he established the [Celestial Master's Mansion] lineage at Longhu Mountain in western Hunan, and retired to the realm of the Heavenly King Daoist of Qi Refining Method.

Later, inspired by the wisdom of Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, he transcended the ordinary and attained sainthood.

He then established three heavenly laws: disciples of the Zhengyi Alliance must not lie, kill, or commit adultery.

He then vanished on the spot, leaving behind the legend of the Celestial Master ascending to heaven on a cloud.

He was none other than the Three-Day Grand Master of the Teachings, the First Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, and the Ancestral Celestial Master [Zhang Daoling, the Great Sage of Qingwei]!
After Zhang Daoling stepped out of the Dharma Realm, his whole body flashed with light, and his ritual robes instantly transformed into a dragon and tiger eight-trigram robe.

"Having stayed in the Demon Realm for so long, I haven't worn this ritual robe in ages, and I'm still getting used to it."

Xu Daoxian smiled and said:
"Your wedding robes remind me of the time when I subdued the Eight Demon Kings in the Demon Nest of Qingcheng Mountain."

That day, you too were enveloped in a similar purple aura, and with a single swing of your three or five male and female demon-slaying swords, countless heavenly demons were transformed into lotus flowers.

At that time, he was a martial arts master.

Seeing the legendary founder of Taoism appear was truly astonishing.

Zhang Daoling straightened his clothes and shook his head, saying:

"Old things can't withstand the ravages of time, they're getting old. This time, the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony will depend on you young people."

"Senior, you are in your prime. The overall situation of humanity still depends on you to take charge."

Xu Daoxian was right; Zhang Daoling, the Celestial Master, was indeed the longest-lived martial arts sage in the human world.

It has been around for over two thousand years.

Zhang Daoling was once the number one Qi cultivator in the world. His profound Qi cultivation skills enabled him to live to a ripe old age.

Martial arts cannot compare to immortality. Even a great sage who cultivates purely through martial arts will find it difficult to live beyond two thousand years of life.

Upon hearing what Xu Daoxian said, Zhang Daoling waved his hand and said:
"Xu Sheng, please stop flattering me. On the path of martial arts, I still need to rely on you young people."

Since the rise of martial arts and the cultivation of qi and blood, the human world is undergoing a great transformation, and countless young talents will seize this opportunity to rise to prominence. Like a hundred boats racing, they will help our human world overcome this great calamity.

Xu Daoxian nodded in agreement, confirming that the Celestial Master's words were indeed correct.

Zhao Linyuan, the strongest martial artist in the Great Chu and even the world today, has only been practicing martial arts for a little over two hundred years, yet he stands on the shoulders of countless predecessors.

We are now only one step away from the legendary eighth major limit.

The two bowed three times to the statues of the Three Pure Ones, then turned and stepped into the clouds.

Looking down into Crane Cry Valley, where the martial arts masters were engaged in lively discussion, Zhang Daoling smiled knowingly:
“We went to the Demon Realm. These are all outstanding juniors of my human race. They all have the potential to break through to the seventh level, or even go further.”

Xu Daoxian's gaze fell on Zhang Jingshi, the leader of the Songxi Sect, who was staring at the Celestial Master of the Celestial Master's Mansion, eager to try his luck.

He shook his head and smiled helplessly:
"The younger generation is troublesome and unfit for important responsibilities."

"You can only grow through experience, and this Luotian Grand Ceremony is a good opportunity."

"Yes, senior. If the plan succeeds, it will truly bring endless benefits and be of great advantage to the martial arts of the human world."

Zhang Daoling shook his head and said:

"Xu Sheng, it's best not to be too optimistic. We can only hope for the final victory. Some bloodshed and sacrifices are inevitable in the process."

The history of human martial arts based on qi and blood is still far too short. To try and surpass these powerful figures from the Heavenly Demon Realm, or even demon gods like Shang Hao, in such a short time is bound to fail.

Xu Daoxian nodded in agreement.

When he first entered the Heavenly Demon Realm, he learned that there were already nearly three hundred predecessors there.

He sacrificed his life so that the human race could gain a foothold in the Demon Realm.

The renowned Qi Refining Ancestor Peng Zu, the founder of the Magu Northern Emperor School who established the Northern Emperor lineage and transmitted the Ziwei Sutra, and the peerless martial saint Jin Tai from the Bian Song Dynasty.

The sacrifices of them and others were all paving the way for future generations.

"What you say is absolutely right, senior. Human martial arts, even if we take into account the rise of ancient Qi cultivators, are only a fraction of the lifespan of these demon gods when measured by your cultivation time."

Humanity is fortunate to have now developed the art of Qi and Blood Martial Arts, which has truly ushered in a stage of rapid development.

Breaking the seventh level is not the limit for humanity. Zhao Linyuan is about to break the eighth, and there will be others who will carry on the legacy, breaking the ninth and tenth, until we truly surpass these so-called cosmic demons and gods, ushering in the final victory for humanity.

"good!"

Zhang Daoling smiled. Only by having the determination to not be afraid of sacrifice and the unwavering belief in future victory can one embody the spirit of the human race.

Xu Daoxian cupped his hands and said:

"Let's go, senior. Let's return to our camp first. Our fellow Daoists are waiting for us to come back and share the good news."

The two stepped into the void, their figures disappearing into the horizon.

The following day, Meng Chuan sat cross-legged on the hard stone bed and chatted with his relatives and friends in Yong'an.

This trip has been going on for more than half a year.

The new batch of martial arts masters has been decided, but he is still on Mount Wudang.

This is spiritual practice; the road ahead is full of unknowns.

In his original plan, he should have already finished visiting Shaolin and returned to Lishan.
However, in ancient times, martial artists considered the world their home and honed their skills by observing all living beings.

One cannot become a master by staying in one place for too long.

(End of this chapter)