Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 146 Qingyun Gate
Midnight, on Chaoyang Peak.

Russell walked out of his room silently and sat cross-legged in the small courtyard outside the house.

The bright moon was hanging high in the sky, and cicadas were chirping. It was in such an environment that Russell's spiritual energy and magical power circulated in his body on their own. Pure energy rose, his mind became clear, and a Dharma wheel appeared faintly behind him. It was obvious that he had entered the Upper Pure Realm, exactly the sixth level, no more, no less.

The Tai Chi Xuan Qing Dao, the martial arts practiced by Qing Yun Sect disciples, is divided into three realms: Yu Qing, Shang Qing, and Tai Qing, which are then divided into nine, six, and three smaller levels respectively.

With just one fusion, he went from the late stage of Yuqing to the peak of Shangqing, and was only one step away from entering the realm of Taiqing. If outsiders knew about it, who knows what they would think.

"What a pity." Russell sighed inwardly as he felt the gradually stabilizing magic power in his body and the blood energy that was as scorching as the sun.

After combining all the heavens and the myriad worlds, he was no less capable than Taoist Master Daoxuan in the Taiqing realm in terms of both quality and quantity of his magic power. However, he lacked the skills required for the Taiqing realm, so the remaining magic power could only be dispersed throughout his limbs and bones, transforming into pure blood and energy, rushing through his meridians.

"Uncle Luo, have you become an immortal?"

Just at this moment, an extremely surprised voice came from the side room. It was Zhang Xiaofan who was holding a fire poker in his hand.

He had not slept because of his practice of Mahavairocana. After feeling that the spiritual energy in the yard had inexplicably decreased, he mustered up the courage to come to the yard to investigate. He happened to see Russell as if he had ascended to heaven.

Zhang Xiaofan was here naturally because of Russell. Russell was also born in Cao Miao Village, but as a time traveler, his inherent "shallow ties with relatives" buff caused his parents in this life to die one after another not long after he was born, and he has been living with his grandmother ever since.

When he was ten years old, his grandmother passed away. It happened that Xianyun Zhenren from Chaoyang Peak of Qingyun Sect went out to seek elixirs to prolong his life but to no avail. On his way back to Qingyun Sect, he passed by Caomiao Village and saw at a glance that Russell had extraordinary talent. As he himself had a short lifespan and did not want his skills to be lost, he asked Russell if he was willing to become his disciple and return to Qingyun Sect to practice.

Russell was naturally willing to do so, and he has been gone for fifteen years now.

Well, his master, Xianyun Zhenren, also died of old age three years after he became his disciple.

Then came the Cao Miao Village Massacre. Not only was Russell indifferent to the incident, but even if he wanted to stop it, he was powerless to do so. He was no match for either Taoist Cangsong or Master Puzhi and could only let the incident develop.

Later, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu joined the Qingyun Sect. Russell wanted to bring Zhang Xiaofan to Chaoyang Peak to train him himself, so that he would not be raised by Fatty Tian and become dull and inferior like in the original book. However, he was powerless and had no say.

Fortunately, as they are from the same hometown, Russell can visit Zhang Xiaofan from time to time. After a few visits, they became familiar with each other. Zhang Xiaofan is here today because it is Russell's 25th birthday. He invited Zhang Xiaofan to celebrate, and Zhang Xiaofan is very happy.

As for Lin Jingyu, this kid has become extremely arrogant since he became Cangsong's apprentice. Russell really looks down on him.

Even though Lin Jingyu's early cultivation speed far surpassed Zhang Xiaofan's, after Zhang Xiaofan read the first volume of the Heavenly Book that integrated Mahabrahma Prajna and Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, Lin Jingyu was no longer Zhang Xiaofan's opponent.

Especially during the period of Zhu Xian II, Zhang Xiaofan's cultivation was earth-shattering. According to the description in the original novel, he was comparable to the middle or even peak stage of Shangqing White Bone Demon. He couldn't even take a single move from him. With a turn of the Soul-Devouring Stick, the White Bone Demon turned into ashes.

This is also the reason why he does not fight or compete, but just wants to survive until the end.

As long as he stood on Zhang Xiaofan's side in everything, in the later stage, relying on the relationship between him and Zhang Xiaofan, as long as he asked, Zhang Xiaofan would definitely teach him the five volumes of the Heavenly Book.

He also saved himself from having to take the lead in everything and having to fight with the evildoers.

In the worldview of Zhu Xian, the evil ones are absolutely rubbish, and the righteous ones are not necessarily all good people.

He just wanted to live his own life well. Unless the evil cult came to his doorstep to kill him, he would avoid other things as much as possible.

"That's just the beginning. I just felt something in my heart. I've achieved a breakthrough. Remember to keep it a secret," Russell said with a smile. "Uncle Master, don't worry. I'll keep it a secret." Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan solemnly swore to the heavens.

There's no need to be so serious... Russell's mouth twitched. This kid has become so stubborn after all.

There is no time limit for cultivation. Russell's simple retreat would take ten days or half a month. For Zhang Xiaofan, he really was unable to do so.

"Uncle Master." After a moment, Zhang Xiaofan raised his head and looked at Russell somewhat embarrassedly.

"What's wrong?" Russell asked curiously.

"Will you participate in the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition this time?" Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth and asked.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it shouldn't happen." Russell thought for a moment and replied.

Although Chaoyang Peak is not well-known and not as prosperous as Tongtian Peak and Longshou Peak, it is not as deserted as Dazhu Peak. After all, it still has more than a hundred disciples. In the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition held once every sixty years, it is impossible for an invisible person like Russell to have the chance.

"Ah... what a pity! If you could go, uncle, you would definitely get a good ranking." Zhang Xiaofan said regretfully.

In fact, he just wanted to ask, if Russell participated in the Seven Clans Martial Competition, when he met Senior Brother Qi Hao from Longshou Peak, could he be made to look a little embarrassed.

But later he thought it over and realized that Senior Brother Qi Hao had done nothing wrong. Senior Sister looked down on him only because he was not good enough. She should not take her anger out on Senior Brother Qi Hao because that would be unfair to him.

The night passed like this, and early the next morning, Russell took Zhang Xiaofan and set off back to Dazhu Peak.

Fatty Tian only gave Zhang Xiaofan half a day. If he returned late today, Zhang Xiaofan would probably be scolded again.

A serious Chinese strict father.

The sea of ​​clouds was vast. Russell led Zhang Xiaofan through the clouds and climbed up three hundred feet before they were slightly level with the majestic mountain that towered into the sky in the distance.

Soon, Russell saw the location of Dazhu Peak.

When they landed, all the disciples of Dazhu Peak had already started their day's training in front of the mountain gate.

The short, fat, and plain-looking middle-aged man sitting at the top, wearing a sky-blue Taoist robe, is Tian Buyi. The quiet, dignified, and graceful woman next to him is his wife Su Ru.

"Master." Zhang Xiaofan stepped forward respectfully to greet him.

"Senior Brother Tian." Russell bowed.

Although his method of educating Zhang Xiaofan was inappropriate, Tian Buyi was indeed impeccable as a person.

Tian Buyi nodded calmly, waved Zhang Xiaofan over, and then stared at Luo Su, saying bluntly, "Junior Brother Luo, your cultivation has probably reached the ninth level of Yuqing, right?"

(End of this chapter)