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Chapter 155: Guest from Heaven

The Glazed Wonderland is surrounded by a wisp of mist, a mystical veil cast by heaven and earth. The main structure is constructed from crystal-clear glazed stone, each meticulously carved and shimmering with a rainbow-like brilliance, a sight to behold.

The palaces are arranged in an orderly fashion, their layout rigorous yet dynamic. The golden glazed tiles on the palace roofs sparkle in the sun. The walls are inlaid with a variety of gemstones, red like fire, blue like the sea, and green like jade.

The palaces are connected by exquisite covered bridges, flanked by willow trees that sway in the breeze, like a fairy's hair, light and flowing. Beneath the bridges, a stream gurgles, crystal clear, with fish swimming happily in the water.

In the center of the Glazed Wonderland stood a magnificent tower. Soaring into the clouds, it consisted of nine stories, each adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, a splendid display of gold and jade. On the top floor was a small pavilion, where several people sat gathered.

In a corner of the pavilion sat a young figure, dressed in a pale blue robe, light and flowing like the morning mist. The hem of the robe was embroidered with delicate cloud patterns in fine silver thread, swaying gently in the breeze, as if clouds were actually moving with him.

Sitting opposite him was an old man, dressed in a plain grey Taoist robe. Though unadorned, it was clean and tidy. In his hand he held an exquisite wooden crutch.

"Fellow Daoist Qingyun, have you noticed anything too?" The old man smiled gently, looking somewhat kind.

The young man glanced at the old man without a trace of respect, and said, "Old Mu, there's no need to put on airs in front of me. You're just trying to point out a breach in the seal of the netherworld. Forget about the cooperation, find someone else."

Hearing that the young man had rejected his idea of ​​cooperation so directly, the old man could no longer maintain his kind smile, and became much gloomier, like a piece of rotten wood.

Old Man Mu's voice darkened considerably as he spoke, "I simply refuse to believe that you don't long to descend to the lower realms. Your Liuli Fairyland is wonderful in every way, but it evokes a sense of falsehood. Don't think that just because you've been hanging out with those self-proclaimed cultivators for so long, they think we gods can attain enlightenment simply by practicing peacefully. Heh, Fellow Daoist Qingyun, take care of yourself."

Seeing that he had finished speaking, Qingyunduan took a sip of tea, and the meaning was clear: you can go now. Without stopping, Old Man Mu left this fairyland. This place was of course fake. This was a fairyland separated from the inner world, and naturally had the characteristics of illusion.

This method of splitting and solidifying the inner scene is a unique method used by practitioners who ascend from the lower realms. Qingyun, a local deity, has a good relationship with the founder of a certain sect in the lower realms and also has this method.

These sect founders integrated their inner visions with information from the real world, making them even more realistic. While the fairyland Qingyun created was beautiful, it was also quite fake. This had already made many local deities envious.

Conversations like those between Mu Laotou and Qingyun regarding the breach in the seal of the netherworld filled every area. Compared to the unpleasantness of the two, most of the gods' conversations revealed an impatience.

Why the rush? Whether the upper and lower realms are connected or not has minimal impact on the various sects' ascended masters, as their cultivation methods are the same regardless of where they are. However, for the two types of immortals, gods and ghosts, the situation is different.

The resources they needed for cultivation were precisely the power of faith, which was considered unorthodox in the lower realms. Otherwise, why would there be stories of destroying mountains and temples in ancient times? They were targeting these wild gods.

These guys are called wild gods because they don't gain the power of faith through formal means. Many gods and ghosts like to find a partner, let them cholera the people, and then perform miracles to harvest faith.

Therefore, these wild gods love the chaotic human world the most; it's the soil they harvest faith from. If these guys were to descend to the mortal world, they would definitely not abide by the rules. Of course, not all local ghosts and immortals are so unruly; Qingyun is clearly not one of them.

Yunyin Xianque is surrounded by clouds and green mountains. The main body of the building is carved from crystal clear jade, and each piece of jade emits a soft light.

The pavilions are arranged in an orderly manner, with winding corridors and high eaves. The pavilions are connected by exquisite stone bridges. There is no noise, only the occasional ethereal music that makes people feel relaxed and happy.

In an attic, two figures were playing chess. Both Taoists had white hair and youthful faces, and at first glance, they were masters of cultivation. One of them had a worried look on his face, while the other was calm and composed.

"Alas! I wonder what's happened in the lower realms. Two breaches have appeared in the seal of the Jedi Tiantong, and in such important locations as Mount Taibai and Mount Kunlun. Logically, these restrictions should be becoming increasingly complete..." the Taoist sighed, his eyes wandering. The Taoist sitting opposite him seemed much more open-minded, offering a soothing reassurance, "Mr. Yuan Miao, there's no need to worry. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It seems something unexpected has occurred in the lower realms. I see signs of human intervention in those breaches; the people of the lower realms are well aware of this."

"Mr. Yuande, you truly live up to your name," sighed the Taoist known as Mr. Yuanmiao. Mr. Yuanmiao, Lin Lingsu, a native of the Northern Song Dynasty, was a Taoist priest skilled in thunder magic. The Shenxiao sect revered Lin Lingsu as one of its grandmasters and incorporated his teachings into the Shenxiao sect.

However, this person's reputation in history is not very good. The "History of Song Dynasty" records that he "misled the people and was presumptuous, and everyone resented him. He stayed in Beijing for four years, was willful and unrepentant, and was dismissed and sent back to his hometown."

Regardless of his character, his status in Taoist tradition is undeniable. Many of the existing Shenxiao Sect's Taoist texts were authored by Lin Lingsu, and the Shenxiao Thunder Method, the sect's foundational technique, was his own. Regardless of historical records, Lin Lingsu remains one of the Shenxiao Sect's unshakable founders.

The Taoist he referred to as Master Yuande was even more remarkable. Lu Jingxiu, who called himself a "disciple of the Three Caves," furthered the Celestial Master Dao, founded the Southern Celestial Master Dao, refined Lingbao's science and education, and established the classic Taoist structure of the Three Caves and Four Auxiliary Sects. While Zhang Daoling founded the Celestial Master Dao, it was in this man's hands that it became the orthodox Southern School of Daoism. It's no wonder the difference in their mindsets was so stark.

Lin Lingsu, because of the fame of the Shenxiao Sect for its Shenxiao Thunder Method, revered him as one of its founders. Lu Jingxiu, on the other hand, was a legitimate Taoist master and founder of the Lingbao Sect, one of the three great schools of talismans. Shangqing Maoshan also recognized him as its seventh-generation Grandmaster.

"Mr. Yuande, I will take my leave first." Mr. Yuanmiao put down the chess piece in his hand, said goodbye to Lu Yuande, and left this fairy palace.

After Lu Yuande saw the guests off, he picked up his chess pieces again and began playing against him, shaking his head secretly. His fellow Taoist possessed formidable skills in both life and thunder magic, but his state of mind was lacking slightly. However, he had already mentioned this, and how the future would develop depended on him.

Regardless of where you are, there are often divisions. Quanzhen Taoism is divided into the Southern and Northern sects. Not only Quanzhen, but the entire Daoist sect can also be divided into the North and South based on geographical location. Roughly speaking, the Tianshi Daoist sect is in the South, while the Quanzhen Daoist sect is in the North. Lu Yuande and Lin Yuanmiao are both from the South, so naturally they are close.

The bad people recorded in history books are not necessarily bad people, and the good people are not necessarily good people. But we can judge from their behavior: they flatter the emperor, make friends with the powerful, interfere in government affairs, and seek benefits and positions.

Leveraging the dynasty's good fortune and exceptional talent, Lin Yuanmiao achieved immortal status, but his state of mind remained elusive, and his cultivation remained stagnant. This hadn't mattered before, but now that a breach had appeared in the lower realms, it was inevitable that he might stray from the path. Lu Yuande was willing to convert this fellow Taoist, but the path of cultivation remained a personal one.

On Longhu Mountain.

"Zhang Lingyuan, tell me your request. But you need to think it through carefully. After all, I'm not omnipotent. For example, if you want to become Ultraman, I can only help you achieve the same appearance, but I can't help you with your abilities." Su Yun asked Zhang Lingyuan, the leader, to express his thoughts and reminded him that if Zhang Lingyuan made a random wish, he might not be able to fulfill it.

Su Yun's reminder was not without reason. After he said this, many of the time travelers who were eager to try and make suggestions suddenly lost their luster.

"I want to know how to unlock the Jedi Heavenly Passage and how to become an immortal." Zhang Lingyuan pondered for a moment, and considering that they would all eventually return to their own worlds, he asked this question. As for his cultivation abilities, he preferred to cultivate them himself.

"There's no need for everyone to avoid each other. We're not from the same world anyway." Zhang Lingyuan also brought other time travelers along.

"Brother Lingyuan, be dignified!"

"Brother Lingyuan 666!"

Su Yun nodded. If he had any strange ideas, he might be able to do it. This just happened to be the information he had recently researched thoroughly. Zhang Lingyuan probably thought that since he had been planning this for a while, he must have complete information. So, asking about this matter now was a good opportunity.

Su Yun then informed Zhang Lingyuan and the others of his knowledge of the immortals' ascension and ascension from the upper realms, as well as the locations of the various Qi Bureaus in the Jedi Tiantong. Their worlds were also derivative worlds, and if the upper limit could be raised, it would probably accelerate the evolution of his world towards the basic world.

(End of this chapter)