Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Six people and one dragon, six guarantees.

Apart from Qinghe, who seemed to be lost in thought, everyone else was very obedient in front of Mu An.

Within this small group, the one person who didn't respond stood out conspicuously.

That being said, apart from Bai Ling, who was holding Qinghe, quietly poking Qinghe, no one else made any move.

Those present were no ordinary people; no matter how naturally Qinghe acted, her barely perceptible resistance could not escape their notice.

They didn't know what Qinghe was resisting, but since Mu'an didn't mention it, they naturally wouldn't ask any further questions.

Different people have different opinions about Qinghe, who has always stayed by Mu'an's side.

Some people see her as a pretty face, some see her as Mu An's servant, and some see her as the person Mu An values ​​most.

Apart from Ao Yun, none of the people present had ever met Xiao He before, so they had no way of knowing what happened back then.

The only thing they were certain of was that, in the current Nine Realms, Qinghe was the person closest to Mu'an.

As people who exist on the great ship of Mu An, they only need to do what Mu An tells them and seize the opportunities Mu An gives them.

Everything else is none of their business.

……

Until the very last hour before the great upheaval, the people of the Great Spirit Empire were still chatting idly, the atmosphere in the room was harmonious and pleasant, showing no sign of tension whatsoever.

Far away in the Tianqi Domain, the Four Symbols Mountain presents a completely different picture.

High in the sky, the rolling sea of ​​clouds disappeared, and the tranquility of the pine trees and cranes was replaced by a tense atmosphere.

A purple-gold mist enveloped the world, obscuring the sky and the sun high in the heavens.

The sun and moon have disappeared, and all things are desolate.

No stars are visible, no sounds of the mortal world are heard.

The gentle mountain breeze paused, the rushing stream stopped in the ravine, and the fallen petals hung suspended in mid-air...

There was not a single discordant sound between heaven and earth, only the eternal and immortal Daoist rhythm descending from the high heavens.

In the dim light, one could almost hear the roar of the mountains and the howling of the raging sea.

Sometimes silent, sometimes violent.

It sounded like thunder resounding through the heavens and earth, yet also like utter silence.

Two completely different feelings rose between heaven and earth, lingering in the hearts of every cultivator.

All the elders and disciples on Mount Sixiang sealed off their five senses. They abandoned traditional ways of perception and instead lent all their power to their ancestor, the contemporary Celestial Master Zhang Ming'an, through the Four Symbols Gathering Spirit Array.

Like a raindrop falling into the sea, it follows the ocean currents and travels in all directions.

These monks didn't need to manipulate anything; they simply needed to sit where they were supposed to be.

Then you can follow in Zhang Ming'an's footsteps, follow your ancestor, and witness this most magnificent moment together.

At this moment, their perspective was elevated to an almost divine level, allowing them to view the world from an angle approaching that of a Golden Immortal.

As long as they can withstand the torrent of information, they can join Zhang Ming'an in witnessing a world in a higher dimension.

Azure Dragon Peak, Vermilion Bird Peak, White Tiger Peak, Black Tortoise Peak...

Four main peaks, twelve sacred platforms, thirty-six divine mountains...

The previous Celestial Master, Li Tailing; the four peak masters who have remained unchanged for a thousand years; the Celestial Master's wife, Ming Jiayu; and the Celestial Master's successor, Zhang Lingyun...

Sixty terrestrial immortals stood in different positions of the Four Symbols Gathering Spirit Array, integrating their own Dao into the array.

After the Old Celestial Master left the Nine Realms, all the Taoist forces that had previously been affiliated with Xuantian Temple turned to Sixiang Mountain.

For hundreds of years, the Four Symbols Mountain has spared no effort in cultivating disciples, and now it has the most immortals in the world, making it the most powerful native cultivation holy land in the Nine Realms.

For the first time in thousands of years of peace, Mount Sixiang summoned back all its disciples and high-ranking Taoist masters to gather together.

……

A vast array stretched to the sky, banners obscuring the heavens.

Purple-gold Dao traces appeared between heaven and earth, and the Dao rhythm of heaven and earth descended from the nine heavens, causing mountains to bow their heads and rivers to prostrate themselves.

Centered on Mount Sixiang, the entire area within a thousand miles was covered by a great formation, transforming into a massive Taoist altar.

Countless rays of light surged forth from the spiritual veins beneath the earth, while billions of streams of purple-gold and primordial yellow energy descended from the high heavens.

The two forces representing heaven and earth intertwine to form a yin-yang symbol that blots out the sky.

"Qian, Dui, Li, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Gen, Kun"

Eight beams of light shot into the sky, transforming into eight gates that sealed off the heavens and the earth, blocking all laws and spiritual energy within a radius of a thousand miles.

Chains formed by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth crisscross and envelop the entire Four Symbols Mountain, leaving not a single gap.

From setting up the grand formation a century ago, to its activation seven days ago, and now to the moment when the Celestial Master merges with the Dao.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Although some of the disciples in the Celestial Master's Mansion were spies from other forces, at this moment, under the protection of the great formation, everything was harmless.

This magnificent merging of the Dao is personally driven by the Heavenly Dao itself. As long as you are a being of the Nine Realms, you will involuntarily have this thought.

Even at the cost of their lives and everything they possess, they will protect the world, uphold the majesty of the Heavenly Dao, and ensure the smooth progress of the Dao Integration.

This is a command from Heaven and Earth themselves, a law that all native beings of the Nine Realms must abide by.

Few people know that...

In the Taiwei Palace, the protagonist who has now attained enlightenment stands in front of the palace, facing the former master of this palace.

"Grandmaster, what brings you here today?"

Before the pool of water, which was tinged with yin and yang, the old celestial master stood quietly.

He seemed oblivious to Zhang Ming'an's wariness and simply began to walk around the main hall.

Today, the Celestial Master did not wear the usual yin-yang colored Celestial Master robe, but instead wore a strange robe composed of three thousand colors.

He smiled slightly at Zhang Ming'an, then began to walk around the Taiwei Palace on his own, occasionally picking up decorations from the palace and gently wiping them.

After walking around once, the old celestial master returned to the front of the palace and stood before the pool of water, which was divided into yin and yang colors.

He flicked his whisk, creating ripples on the surface of the pool.

With a slight creak, a pill furnace and three stone sculptures emerged from the water and landed in front of the two.

Looking at the alchemy furnace and stone carvings in front of the main hall, Zhang Ming'an silently gripped the Heavenly Destiny Divine Sword at his waist.

With the blessing of Heaven, he is now a true Golden Immortal.

If the Old Celestial Master still wants to seize the Nine Realms, he must first ask Zhang Ming'an for his consent.

He carries the future of the Nine Realms on his shoulders, and the lives of all living beings. Even if he is facing the ancestor he has admired since childhood, even if it means fighting to the death, he will never back down.

Fortunately, things did not turn out badly.

In front of Zhang Ming'an, the old master picked up his whisk and wiped the three sculptures again and again.

The old master stopped when the sculpture was completely free of dust and looked exactly as it had when it was first made. He then pointed to the sculptures of two men and one woman and began to explain.

"The old man on the left is my senior martial brother, the young man in the middle is my senior martial brother, and the woman on the right is my junior martial sister..."

"If judged by conventional values, I am probably not a good person."