At this moment, there was a rapid ray flying towards Mount Qing Xuan. The mountain was surrounded by fog all year. One could not have a clear view of what was inside, and hence he did not enter but landed at Nanke Town, situated at the foot of the mountain.
The ray landed and a middle-aged Daoist appeared. He looked at the landmark of Nanke Town and he walked inside.
It was also due to how powerful Qing Xuan’s Mountain Defense Formation was in protecting the mountain. Nobody could ever break in from the outside.
The four main Daoist sects utilized the geographical position and spiritual opportunity to generate the Mountain Defense Formation. It was deeply ingrained in the heaven and earth and could hardly be affected. The middle-aged Daoist dared not to break in carelessly to protect his lifelong cultivation.
Given the town was situated at the foot of the mountain, he figured that they could be closely related and hence he decided to ask someone.
The moment he stepped in, he immediately saw a bearded man who was walking towards him. He had a herculean build with bright eyes. He was staring at him. For an average person, being under his glance would have made the person go kneeling on the floor as if he saw a fierce tiger. The middle-aged Daoist had some decent mana, along with a great spiritual mind. Hence, he was not afraid and he simply went through the evaluation.
At the same time, the middle-aged Daoist had the eyes of Xuan. He could tell that the Qi that gathered around the bearded man was revealing some lights, which implied that this man had great Xuanmen techniques.
He understood in his heart that it was very likely that this man was a student of Qing Xuan, but as his Qi did not circulate, it could be that he did not go through Dan Dao. However, from his spiritual opportunity and light, he had a much purer mana than those who relied on external alchemy.
He stood where he was and he greeted the bearded man when he was approaching him, “Are you a respected student of Qing Xuan?”
The bearded man laughed and said, “I dare not to call myself a respected student as I am still learning. Did you come from Mount Boyun?”
The middle-aged Daoist was slightly stunned. Mount Boyun was located at the downstream of Qingshui River. The Qingshui River was an extremely wide river in Nanjiang, Yuan Continent. It had plenty of rainwater all year and it traversed through several ten thousand miles. Qingjiang Sword Sect was located at Mount Boyun. They relied on the spiritual opportunity provided by the flowing water, and hence all the students were able to continue their cultivations for many generations.
Nanjiang was where the Witchery Daoists conducted their activities. There were also a lot of wicked Daoists hidden in Nanjiang. They were mostly seeking for entertainment instead of immortality. Their techniques were mysterious and violent but Qingjiang Sect’s True Wandering Light Sword was different. It was blessed by the power of water.
What made the Daoist stunned was that Qing Xuan assigned this man here knowing he was coming.
In the beginning, he was against the idea of Meng Xunzhen stepping into the deep waters. However, given that he had the highest cultivation in the sect and was the main pillar, it would have a detrimental effect on the sect if he was gone.
It was normal for sword sect to offend others. Since Qingjiang Sect took a footing in Nanjiang, they had found themselves many enemies and some of them were powerful cultivators. They possessed great swordcraft and one could die any moment during such encounter, and as a result, the evils were afraid of them. For the size of the heaven and earth, immortal Zhenren was extremely rare. Even from the four main Daoist sects, there were only a total of fewer than fifteen Zhenrens. Even then it had occupied half of Xuanmen Zhenren’s number.
If not because of Guangqing, one sect would have five Zhenren and the four main Daoist sects could have represented the whole of Xuanmen.
As a result, among the nine states of cultivation, to be able to reach Buxu and Powang could be considered as being on top of the world. How important Meng Xunzhen was to Qingjiang Sword Sect was not less compared to how important Ziling Fairy was to Qing Xuan even though the two were fundamentally different.
Qing Xuan caught the master-student pair of Meng Xunzhen but they did not kill them as the Soul Lamp in the sect was still lit. It had been about half a month and nothing had happened, hence the middle-aged Daoist was not particularly in a hurry.
It was fortunate that Qing Xuan was only about ten thousand miles away from Qingjiang Sword sect. It would take about 5 days if traveling through flying day and night.
He did not expect that he was found out the moment he reached the foot of the mountain.
The middle-aged Daoist knew he could not deceive him. He looked slightly stunned and said, “I am Jiang Shuijie. I am looking to visit your sect as Qingjiang’s current attending Doyen. I hope you will allow me.”
The bearded man then said, “I am waiting for you as an order from our headmaster. Supposedly you began your journey five days ago, but we did not expect that you will only arrive today. People often say that the master celestial of sword can travel with the speed of lightning, but it seems like it is far from the truth huh.”
The middle-aged Daoist was slightly offended by this of course, but he dared not to say anything.
He replied, “I haven’t reached a high level in cultivation, and hence my light travel was slightly slower. I heard that Shen Zhenren is now the new headmaster and hence we prepare some small gifts to congratulate him.”
The bearded man said, “If you are looking to send your gifts, please follow me.”
The middle-aged Daoist could only follow the bearded man. All of a sudden they already went through the streets and into Wenxin Road. Wenxin Road could read people’s minds regardless of the cultivation level. It was the first time for the middle-aged Daoist to enter the road and hence he had no idea. He fell into hallucination immediately and he only got out of Wenxin Road after half an hour. Yan Bugui was already waiting at the peak.
Yan Bugui being the student of Qing Xuan was able to distinguish spiritual opportunity. He was able to get out of the hallucination immediately.
He did not think that the attending Doyen of Qingjiang Sword Sect, Jiang Shuijie, was able to get out so quickly. The headmaster wanted him to check the temperament of the person, and hence he led him that way. It seemed that this person had some moral nature.
Most cultivators in the world did not understand the principles of Dao. They tended to only cultivate but not to groom their temperament. Their hearts of Dao were covered in dust, and hence it was hard to reach Huandan and Powang. Even if they reached the state of Ruhua and wanted to rely on external alchemy to reach Dan Dao, they could not because their moral nature was fogged by desires.
For students of Xuanmen Sect, they began to groom their temperament since they began cultivation. Even then, it was difficult to Huandan, but it would be much easier if external alchemy was used.
For Jiang Shuijie’s performance at the Wenxin Road, it was sufficient to enter the Xuanmen Sect, but he lacked the established practices and hence he only managed to enter Qingjiang Sword Sect, which was a small sect. The available methods of cultivation were less, and if it did not match with the temperament, the effort would be futile.
For this reason, even if Jiang Shuijie relied on external alchemy, his cultivation would not be too great, and it would be impossible for him to achieve Dao in this life.
Yan Bugui would definitely not say it to Jiang Shuijie. Jiang Shuijie managed to get through the hallucination safely, but he did not know Yan Bugui’s intention. He took things as they came. In order to save the master-student pair of Meng Xunzhen, even if there were tigers or dragons in Qing Xuan, he would still step inside.
If he did not understand the attitude of Qing Xuan, being stuck in between Guangqing and Qing Xuan, Qingjiang Sword Sect ultimately did not have any advantage over them. It was possible that they could go extinct. It was rather unwise of Meng Xunzhen to put himself in such a situation for Milky Way Swordsmanship. Jiang Shuijie on the other hand, could not stop him from doing so if he were to.
The deeper he went inside Qing Xuan, the stronger the Qi of Vitality and spiritual opportunity were. The fog did not disperse – it was such a fortunate location. Jiang Shuijie was amazed, and soon he arrived at the Qing Xuan Hall on Taiyi Peak.
Jiang Shuijie was led in by Yan Bugui. There were several people in the hall, and the one in the middle was a cultivator with a serious face. The spiritual pressure released by him made him feel terrified. He assumed that he was the headmaster of Qing Xuan and hence he greeted him, “Please allow me, the attending Doyen of Qingjiang Sword Sect to greet you, Shen Zhenren.”
