This is what an immortal should be like

Chapter 151 Five-Colored Divine Peak Plan
Xiandao Cave, is that where the gods live?

Are there really gods in the world? But isn't that what my Qi family has been worshipping for generations?

Qi Yucheng thought about this and was amused by his previous thoughts. Didn't the Qi family always believe in the existence of gods in the world? As the patriarch, could he still have such doubts?
Thinking of this, Qi Yucheng wanted to get up, but he felt tired. The physical strength consumed in the previous sacrifice had not been replenished, and his spirits were not very good.

The old man subconsciously looked at his hands and feet. He was still wearing short silk pants and looked old.

In the dreams of my older ancestor who seemed like a big brother, wasn't I always a child? It's been that way since that year.
Yes, I am old after all.
While Qi Yucheng was still thinking, Liu Hongyu on the side had already reached out and helped him up.

"Master Qi, your reaction was more calm and composed than I expected. You are indeed worthy of being the current leader of the Qi family, and even more worthy of being the person chosen by Senior Wuming."

Liu Hongyu pointed downwards while speaking.

"Since you've come to my Hidden Immortal Valley, why not take a look at the scenery of this immortal palace?"

Qi Yucheng was helped to stand up and subconsciously looked down. There was a faint light in the wind, greenery swayed in the fields, and flowers bloomed in them. Even the air had a refreshing feeling. There was also a cloud of mist lingering between the mountains, and the fairy palace on the top of the mountain was looming. The rainbow spanned several peaks and lay across a convex crescent valley whose outline was gradually emerging. Smoke curled up between the crisscrossing paths, and a sense of tranquility and peace came over him.
The older people get, the more they desire a sense of peace.

The beautiful scenery within his sight was so beautiful that Qi Yucheng was almost dazed by it, even in his dreams.

“Perhaps only the Immortal Residence can have such a view.”

"Well said!"

Liu Hongyu responded with a smile. This time, Qi Yucheng finally heard the faint sense of familiarity. He glanced at Liu Hongyu carefully and immediately felt that this immortal looked very familiar. After taking a closer look, the old man's heart suddenly jumped.

"You, you are Mr. Liu?"

The old man's voice was filled with disbelief, and Liu Hongyu laughed.

"Master Qi, I thought you recognized me a long time ago!"

"It's really you! As expected, heroes emerge from youth. No, you are indeed extraordinary. That's right, you have already shown your extraordinary qualities. It turns out that you are a god, a god!"

On the other hand, the man holding the umbrella, who had always looked calm and almost indifferent, suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Qi Yucheng.

"Qi boy, you don't think you are dreaming, do you?"

The man holding the umbrella looked forward and said lightly.

"I still remember you saying you wanted to roam the world in fine clothes, on horseback, and with a sword. I still remember you lamenting the lifelong suffering of a stubborn illness. I still remember you lamenting the brevity of life. These are not regrets!"

These words were like a bolt of lightning that struck Qi Yucheng's mind directly, making him suddenly sober. They echoed in his mind for a while, making him stunned for a moment. He looked at the umbrella holder and then at Liu Hongyu with a sense of confusion, and finally couldn't help pinching his thigh.

"I'm not dreaming?"

Even though he is already very old, Qi Yucheng's subsequent reaction still made Liu Hongyu exclaim that Mr. Qi is still very energetic.
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The first place Mr. Qi went to was the clinic so that he could see a doctor. After the three of them landed, the man holding the umbrella heard Zhuang Lin's voice.

"Fellow Daoist, please come to the academy for a chat!"

In front of the clinic, the man holding the umbrella subconsciously looked in the direction of the school, and then gave Liu Hongyu a warning.

"Sir, you need to see me. I'll leave Qi kid in your care."

"Senior, don't worry!"

Wuming nodded slightly, glanced at Qi Yucheng, and then his entire figure disappeared in front of them. In a way similar to the wandering of the soul, he arrived at the school gate almost instantly. Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao were waiting for him there.

"This must be the nameless guardian, right? I am Xi Miao, honored to meet you!"

Xi Miao bowed slightly, appearing dignified and proper. Wuming also did not dare to be negligent and returned the greeting with a bow. He knew that this woman was no ordinary person.

Moreover, Mr. Zi'an had been waiting for this person. When she came, what she talked about must be related to the mysterious Five-Colored Divine Peak.

Of course, Xi Miao was first very curious about Wuming's own condition.

According to Zhuang Lin, Wuming's state is similar to the primordial spirit, yet not the primordial spirit itself. This is a unique state in later generations, forsaking the physical body creates a sense of spiritual wholeness. It's important to note that in the other world of Kujin, cultivators who achieve the primordial spirit are mostly a small minority, represented by the True One Dao. This is already remarkable in itself, and the more refined and complete the primordial spirit body, the higher the realm.

When he said this, Zhuang Lin had a flash of inspiration.

"In that case, can we have Daoist Wuming pretend to be a master of the Yuanshen realm, and thus influence some of the practitioners of the Zhenyi sect?"

Now that I don't have enough strength, borrowing external forces is a very necessary choice. Zhenyidao strives to imitate the ancient cultivation. Before, Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao also had some good imaginations about them.

Moreover, although the people of Zhenyi Dao are known as crazy, it has to be said that they are very accepting of their fellow Zhenyi Daoists. Xi Miao even suspects that all the people of Zhenyi Dao are actually connected internally, even the independent cultivators.

In the past, there was a master of the Yuanshen who died unexpectedly after his Yuanshen left his body. As a result, the Zhenyi Taoist disciples all over the world searched for the possible murderer, which caused unrest that lasted for more than ten years.

However, Zhuang Lin's proposal was quickly rejected by Xi Miao.

"No, although Fellow Daoist Wuming has profound cultivation, his primordial energy has been severely damaged. Moreover, there is still a huge difference between him and a true primordial spirit. At least most of the True Daoists would not recognize him. In the True Daoist or the facts recognized by the cultivators in the world today, when the spirit appears, the five energies come to it, and the colorful brilliance is brilliant and dazzling. This is the divine light recognized by heaven and earth, not one cultivated by oneself. This is the best proof."

Zhuang Lin frowned slightly. The True Dao was indeed very much like the ancient way of cultivation. This description was very similar to the joint power of heaven and earth, but it went one step further.

"That's impossible. I haven't even reached the True Essence Realm yet. Maybe even when my soul leaves my body, there won't be any noise. Maybe they won't recognize me."

Hearing this, Xi Miao smiled, while Wuming said indifferently.

"If that's true, it's truly ironic. The True Dao strives for authenticity in everything, imitating the ancients in everything, yet the real people can't recognize them in person. No wonder it had already declined by the time I lived."

How many people in your era were still alive?

Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao both glanced at the man holding the umbrella, and had similar thoughts in their minds, but at this moment Wuming spoke again.

"Sir and Miss Xi Miao haven't thought about this: what if the evil Buddha who calls himself Mokajieti is really one of the Five Directions Jieti? Is it possible that there are no such powerful guards within the Five-Colored Divine Peak?"

Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao looked at each other, then at Wuming. How could they not have thought of this?

Wuming also looked at the two of them, and the indifference in his eyes seemed to flicker, as if he was recalling something.

"Even the great masters of Buddhism can fall. In my time, I have killed many!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhuang Lin and Xi Miao were slightly shocked. Zhuang Lin immediately thought of the statue he had seen in Wangxian Temple. As the spiritual energy became thinner and thinner, the incense and vows became more and more a life-saving thing to maintain themselves, and to some extent, it also became a poison.

"So I have some experience dealing with Buddhists. We might as well make some simple and clear plans as a backup plan. If you can wait for me for a few years, until I recover a little more, we can tie up the Heavenly King of the Asraman, and you can take the opportunity to enter the secret realm of the sacred mountain."

"But you may not be able to hold him back for long, and the Sramana King may not be alone, he may call for help, unless..."

Xi Miao said this and looked at Zhuang Lin, who took over the conversation and continued.

"Unless we ban everything and prevent the news from spreading, it might not be impossible to do it. We can just set up a formation."

Zhuang Lin looked thoughtful, subconsciously thinking about what kind of formation to set up.

"It's best to keep it abstaining from doing it internally and not revealing your energy externally. It doesn't need to be too long, half an hour is enough!"

When Xi Miao said this, Wuming on the side opened his mouth. He felt that he might not be able to hold on for half an hour, but in the end he didn't say anything. How could he retreat before the battle?

Under the current conditions, the only option that can be discussed more comprehensively is this so-called "bad method".

In today's world, Buddhism seems to be low-key, but it has a power that cannot be ignored. Xi Miao knows this very well, and Zhuang Lin naturally knows it too. Moreover, this world is not the world he has in his shallow historical understanding.

Therefore, the three people's discussion of the Five-Colored Divine Peak was actually a very risky act, but they were all driven by a strong intuition.

Ultimately, the foundation is not enough.

Therefore, finding disciples with good talents and good character, and looking for classics that can be used to explore the true methods of immortality are both of paramount importance, and character is the most important consideration in selecting disciples.
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PS: Oh my god, my frontal sinus has been inflamed for a while. I also had a long-lasting pain last year. It took too long last year. This time I have to go to the hospital. I may not be able to update this chapter tonight.

(End of this chapter)