darknovel #486 - The founder of Wangxian Valley from the fairyland
#486 - The founder of Wangxian Valley from the fairyland
"Wait, do I really have a Grandmaster?"
Wang Jixuan was in a daze for seven or eight days after hearing this news, feeling confused and apprehensive.
For cultivators, the most important thing is the lineage of their Dao.
Where their cultivation methods come from and what their origins are are unavoidable topics at cultivator gatherings, and also a major area where sect elders often fabricate stories.
Once upon a time, when Daoist Wang used demonic techniques, the biggest burden in his heart…
…was the fear of not passing the Grandmaster's test, the fear of being whipped into a spinning top by the Grandmaster with his whisk after ascending to the Immortal Realm.
Unexpectedly, before he even went to the Immortal Realm, Tianluo had already found his Grandmaster's lineage and even sent a real Heavenly Immortal to teach him the "Qingping Manual."
Techniques cannot deceive people;
There is also a connection between Qingping Manual cultivators.
If the other party is really a Heavenly Immortal, and it's their true self, Wang Jixuan, this puppet with the soul of another world and the battle strength of a True Immortal, might not necessarily be able to win.
Win?
Wang Jixuan couldn't help but smile wryly at this thought.
His true body is of course still cultivating the "Qingping Manual," but this puppet of his is a mix of demon, Buddhist, and Daoist techniques, and even has some of his own circuit technology mixed in.
If the Grandmaster of the sect saw this, wouldn't he…
A picture of a white-haired old Daoist holding a whisk and shouting '孽徒 (wicked disciple)' appeared in Wang Jixuan's mind.
The Daoist shook his head, brushed away the image, and continued to stare blankly at the glazed mirror in front of him.
He had already left the Immortal Forbidden Land where Earth was located.
This time, his departure was no longer rushed.
He moved away half of the spiritual veins buried under Cloud City and scoured all the ancient ruins he could find in the Immortal Forbidden Land—this was thanks to the directional warp device that Mudan had developed for Earth's civilization.
Mudan also added two more clones, so that the four of them could supervise and urge each other.
Mudan would also often observe this side to prevent any mechanical disasters.
Amina and Zheng Shiduo and others had also made plans to not return for a hundred years;
Later, Nierda Tamon and Wu Man and others would come to join them after the threat of the Blade Beast disaster to the civilizations of the Immortal Forbidden Land was minimized.
At this moment, Wang Jixuan was sitting in the treasure ship that Shao Lao had taken out, traversing the Immortal Spirit Road, heading to the 'safe place' that Shao Lao had mentioned.
The Immortal Realm Grandmaster from Wangxian Valley was waiting in this safe place.
In about half an hour or an hour, Wang Jixuan would be able to see his Grandmaster.
He looked at himself in the glazed mirror.
Wang Jixuan had deliberately changed into the usual attire of a sect disciple.
He wore a plain, unadorned cyan silk long gown on the outside, with training pants tied at the ankles underneath, and a pair of ordinary flat shoes.
The alien soul puppet had been stored in the innermost storage treasure.
The demonic aura of the alien soul had also been temporarily suppressed by him with Buddhist techniques.
However, he really didn't have the confidence to hide from the investigation of a true Heavenly Immortal…
A knock sounded on the door, and Amina's voice came from outside.
"How are the preparations going?"
"Just come in," Wang Jixuan left the glazed mirror and sat down at the octagonal table to the side.
The treasure ship was surprisingly large, and the interior cabins were also very spacious, with all kinds of furniture available.
A creak of the wooden door was heard, and a wisp of light blue entered Daoist Wang's line of sight.
No matter when you looked at Amina, she could always show the elegance of a spirit cultivator and the beauty of a woman.
She changed into a strapless miniskirt that female cultivators didn't dare to wear, the hem of the skirt only reaching near her knees, and a pair of flawless slender legs radiated a crystal clear light, with not even a single pixel of dead space at the bend of her legs.
She wore a pair of semi-transparent high-heeled sandals on her feet, and her pink toenails were dotted with starlight.
Her deep blue long hair, and her more three-dimensional and delicate facial features compared to ordinary female cultivators, seemed to have become her main point of difference.
At this moment, her long hair was simply pinned up with a jade hairpin, and her snow-white neck and the sexy collarbone like a calyx were set off by the simple hairstyle with more beauty.
Wang Jixuan looked at her a few more times and smiled: "You are getting better and better at dressing up."
"Mudan designed it for me, is it pretty?"
Amina turned around, and when the skirt fluttered slightly, Daoist Wang looked to the left with embarrassment.
"Ahem," Wang Jixuan said seriously, "I'm going to see my master's elders later… It's okay, it's good however you like to dress."
Amina blinked, a slight smile on her cool face, and sat next to Wang Jixuan.
"Are you still nervous?" she asked.
"What am I nervous about," Wang Jixuan said with a smile, "I've seen big storms, and now it's just seeing the Immortal Realm expert of my Dao lineage, the other party is also coming to guide my cultivation for the sake of Tianluo's face."
"Isn't that Tianluo's person?"
"It shouldn't be, there are quite a few forces in the Immortal Realm, Anjiao and Tianluo are two hidden families."
Wang Jixuan sighed softly:
"I had never thought about what to do or what to do after entering the Immortal Realm.
"But now I have to think about how to gain a foothold in the Immortal Realm, how not to be deceived, and not to be easily manipulated.
"My mentality has also completely changed."
Amina took the initiative to extend her right hand, her somewhat cold little hand covering the back of Wang Jixuan's hand.
Wang Jixuan instinctively wanted to dodge, but he still restrained this impulse and looked at Amina with a smile.
"We will accompany you forward," Amina said softly.
"Yes," Wang Jixuan withdrew his right hand and said seriously, "We must first solve the problem of survival now, and building a force is the top priority… By the way, I said I would help you choose a Dao name before, and now it can be considered that I have gained something."
Amina, who was originally looking dim, became interested again when she heard this.
"Then what do you want me to be called?"
"Your core circuit can help others gain benefits, and it is presented in the form of moonlight…"
Wang Jixuan obviously thought of a Dao name on the spot:
"Then it's better to use Qingyue as the Dao name, and if you can enter the ranks of immortals in the future, you will also be called Qingyue Immortal."
Amina blinked, her lips slightly opened, repeatedly chanting the words 'Qingyue', and couldn't help but be overjoyed.
"Well, then I will be called Qingyue from now on."
She said so.
Wang Jixuan took out paper and pen and wrote the words Qingyue for her, using several different ways of writing.
Amina got up and leaned aside to observe carefully, picked up the brush with great interest, and wrote crooked fonts one by one under Wang Jixuan's guidance.
Amina, Dao name Qingyue, a spirit cultivator from the original Immortal Forbidden Land, is now trying to get rid of the shackles of spirit cultivators and embark on the path of cultivation.
The atmosphere in the cabin gradually became warm and natural, and the distance between each other was slightly reduced.
…
Wang Jixuan and Amina Qingyue are slowly warming up here;
Back home on Earth, in Cloud City, the Sanjie Langlangzi was lying diagonally in the treasure hall, looking at the projections that were constantly rolling and playing in front of him, with a lazy smile on his lips.
Seven or eight spirit servants from the Ina civilization were kneeling beside him, massaging his legs and shoulders, serving him wholeheartedly.
These projections are all outstanding politicians, generals, social activists, spirit cultivators, and high-level psionicists in Earth's civilization.
Soon, the Sanjie Langlangzi waved his hand, and two figures appeared in the center of the projection screen.
"This SS-level awakened psionicist is a bit interesting."
The Sanjie Langlangzi smacked his lips and turned his head to shout:
"Number Four! Give me detailed information!"
The Number Four clone left here by Mudan woke up from a lazy sleep, rolled his eyes a little dissatisfied, and muttered: "I'm really unlucky for eight lifetimes to be here to assist you."
"Hurry up!"
The Sanjie Langlangzi smiled:
"Our third life said that we should break through the limits of spirit cultivators as soon as possible and strive to create the battle strength of the Immortal Realm, which will inevitably require a large number of talents.
"Maybe in the future, he will have to rely on us to make a comeback!
"Hurry up and get the information, isn't it just a thought of yours."
"Isn't Professor Shen Qionglin the main force in this research?"
The Number Four clone snorted and threw the information of the 'Saintess' Wan Linqian in front of the Sanjie Langlangzi, with a dangerous sign marked behind it.
"Okay, looks like a talent, I want it, but don't move the organization she's running, maybe it will have other uses in the future."
"What do you want this guy for?"
"Of course, it's to build an elite team," the Sanjie Langlangzi said with his fingers, "If you want to develop a force, you need martial generals who can fight, counselors who are good at planning, government officials who are proficient in internal affairs, skilled officials with expertise, etc. Can I do it all by myself?"
"Yes, you are right, I will listen to you, and I will send someone to you within forty-eight hours."
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The Number Four clone responded lazily, and then began to fall asleep with his chin in his hand.
The Sanjie Langlangzi frowned and looked at this guy.
Is this guy really reliable?
Or should he just calculate it himself, it won't take him much time to get a new batch of spirit servants.
'Forget it, try not to offend that Mudan guy as much as possible.'
The Sanjie Langlangzi leaned back and changed to a more comfortable position.
'I still have to get a body, now that the soul will not collapse, it's not bad to live again as a pure newcomer.'
'There are so many fragrant grasses in the world, how can I waste my time in vain.'
'Wonderful.'
…
Inside the treasure ship traversing the Immortal Spirit Road.
"Boss! We're here!"
Mudan's shout made Wang Jixuan and Amina stop writing at the same time.
The two looked at each other, but they had already stood shoulder to shoulder unknowingly, and the table was full of the words Qingyue.
Wang Jixuan casually waved his hand, and the papers fluttered up, stacking themselves neatly before handing them to Amina.
"Take these back and study them carefully. Even practicing calligraphy can lead to enlightenment of the Great Dao."
"Oh, okay," Amina replied, following Daoist Wang towards the outer window and pushing it open.
Ahead, a purple vortex awaited. The treasure ship plunged into it, shaking slightly as it entered a vast world.
A Minor World?
Wang Jixuan caught a faint floral fragrance in the air. Gazing into the distance, he saw blue skies, white clouds, mountains, rivers, and all living things thriving freely under the frosty sky, truly full of vitality.
For some inexplicable reason, Wang Jixuan's Dao heart stirred with a sense of returning to a familiar place.
Had he been here before?
Although his memories didn't match, that subtle feeling lingered, proving that he had indeed been here.
Suddenly, he heard Elder Shao's voice transmission: "We will be staying in this world for some time. Do you prefer a lively cave dwelling or a more secluded place for cultivation?"
Wang Jixuan replied, "A more secluded place, please."
"Alright," Elder Shao controlled the treasure ship, heading towards the northwest.
There, a range of rolling mountains awaited.
Generally speaking, towering mountains were often home to demons and monsters; however, these mountains were surrounded by layers of pure Qi, with no trace of demonic or evil energy, making them an excellent place for secluded cultivation.
The treasure ship gradually shrank, and a white cloud formed below.
The group jumped onto the cloud, curiously surveying their surroundings.
Elder Shao also appeared before Daoist Wang, smiling as he introduced the place.
This world is called 'Hugging Forest'. It is considered a relatively suitable place for cultivation among the Minor Worlds. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, a great battle between the righteous and demonic factions erupted here. Afterwards, both sides declined simultaneously, and the world's spiritual energy greatly diminished, causing cultivators to gradually move away.
Tianluo repaired this place, using the form of issuing tasks.
Hugging Forest World has since become one of Tianluo's many 'safe houses' in the lower realms.
"There are no Dark Sect forces here, nor are there any demons or monsters. There are also several mortal kingdoms and tribes, but the mortal population is only about tens of millions."
Elder Shao stroked his beard and smiled, saying:
"Next, you can cultivate here in peace and prepare to face the immortal tribulation."
"Tianluo will satisfy all your needs… except for things like temporary Daoist partners."
"Master is joking."
Wang Jixuan replied with a smile, looking around:
"Didn't you say that the founder of our Wangxian Valley is also waiting here…?"
"Look, isn't that who's coming?"
Elder Shao raised his chin towards the front.
Wang Jixuan saw a pure white feather falling from the sky, and upon that feather, a pair of snow-white cloth boots materialized out of thin air.
Following the boots upwards, he could see three or four layers of immortal dress hems, a waist so slender it could be held in a single grasp beneath the tied waist, a delicate and graceful figure, and a cute and clever round face.
This was the founder?
Was he kidding?
This must be a disciple of the founder, right?
Wang Jixuan frowned slightly, looking around, but saw no other figures.
Meanwhile, this adorable 'young girl' stepped through the air, moving neither fast nor slow, yet arriving before Elder Shao in just three breaths.
"Wangxian Valley's Cai Linglong greets Senior Shao!"
Elder Shao cupped his fist in return: "Thank you, Fairy Linglong, for making the trip… Come, let me introduce you. This is Wang Zheng, a disciple from your Wangxian Valley who emerged from a branch in a certain mortal Minor World."
Although Wang Zheng hadn't yet accepted this reality, he still honestly bowed and saluted.
Becoming a Celestial Immortal wasn't that easy.
This fairy should be younger than Elder Shao, but she must also be an old cultivator who's lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
"Disciple Wang Zheng, Daoist name Jixuan, greets the Founder!"
"Oh, no need to be so formal!"
Fairy Linglong's voice was like tinkling jade, extremely pleasant to hear.
She smiled and said, "I've been hearing your name lately so much that my ears are about to grow calluses! Single-handedly stirring up the entire Immortal Realm's situation, and you haven't even become an immortal yet, haven't even arrived in the Immortal Realm, it's truly… well, seeing you today, I do think you have some extraordinary qualities."
Elder Shao laughed and said, "A cave dwelling has been prepared here. Why don't we go inside and talk?"
"Senior, please."
Fairy Linglong generously gestured for him to enter, and then, with her hands behind her back, she tilted her head and looked at the figures behind Wang Jixuan.
"Eh?"
The fairy's eyes lit up, her gaze falling on Amina.
Amina responded with a smile, slightly raising her head and puffing out her chest. Although her strength was not as good as the Celestial Immortal in front of her, her aura was no less imposing.