I rely on talismans to seek longevity

At the moment when Luo Ling was frozen, he felt himself turn into a beam of light and directly sank into the painting. Then, with a flash of light, Luo Ling appeared on a suspended island. He immediately felt a surge of spiritual energy coming towards him. The spiritual energy here was too abundant. Compared with the previous training tower, it was not just twice as rich.

Looking around, there were many attics, lush trees, and greenery. Cranes were flying in the sky with graceful postures. Luo Ling couldn't help but think: Is this a fairyland? It's too beautiful.

Along the stone-paved path, Luo Ling slowly walked towards one of the halls. When he approached the hall, he saw the words "Fu Dian" written on the plaque above the hall. At first glance, these two words looked like two ordinary big characters, but after a closer look, he found that they were actually composed of two runes. Luo Ling studied it for a while and found that he couldn't understand it. He wanted to write it down in his mind, but he forgot it in a blink of an eye. It seems that there is a great power on the two words that prevents people from remembering.

Walking into the hall, a virtual figure suddenly appeared in front of Luo Ling, and then the virtual figure slowly solidified. Luo Ling was startled and almost ran out of the door. It was an old man wearing a Taoist robe and with a head full of white hair. He looked like a Taoist immortal, exactly like the immortal Luo Ling imagined. Luo Ling hurriedly asked: "Old man, are you an immortal?"

The old man stroked his beard and smiled slightly: "Do you think I am an immortal?"

Luo Ling nodded seriously: "Well, I feel like you are an immortal."

"Ha, ha, ha." The old man laughed a few times, then said seriously, "Young man, we cultivators all hope to become immortals, but how many people can become immortals? What are immortals like? I don't know either. I only know that I just live a little longer than ordinary people and am a little stronger."

"Ah, you are not an immortal either."

"Ha, ha, I also hope that I am, but in fact I am not. What you see of me now is just a divine thought, which will automatically disappear in an hour."

"Alas, no one has come to our Fu Palace for a long time. I guess the Fu Dao is now in decline. What year is it in the Era Calendar now?"

"What is the Ji Yuan calendar? All I know is that it is the 379th year of the Da Qian calendar."

"Forget it, if you don't know, then you don't know. I guess you probably have a lot of questions for me right now. Time is limited, so I will only answer three of your questions."

Luo Ling thought for a moment, then asked, "Where am I now?"

The old man stroked his beard again and said, "You are now in the space of the Fairyland Map. In other words, the space you are in now is in the Xumi World."

So that's how it is. It seems that I have entered this painting. Then he asked, "What is the use of the fairyland map?"

The old man recalled and sighed with regret: "Alas, I am the 52nd generation master of the Fu Palace of Taixuan Sect. What you saw is a divine thought of mine, which is mainly used for inheritance."

Luo Ling was immediately delighted when he heard this: "Old man, can you give me the inheritance?"

The old man looked at Luo Ling, then shook his head and sighed: "Alas, it's time, luck, fate, and destiny." He felt helpless and tangled. For so many years, no one came to the Fu Hall to inherit, and he couldn't contact the main body. It seems that the current Taixuan Sect has fallen. Forget it, although this person's spiritual roots and qualifications are not low, there is no other person to choose now. It seems that he can come here by fate.

The old man nodded and said, "Okay, but you need to join my Taixuan Sect. Although I don't know what Taixuan is like now, Taixuan thousands of years ago was the top sect on this continent. Give me your answer after you've made up your mind."

Luo Ling thought, I have been learning randomly and have not studied the way of talismans in a specific and formal way. My cheap master is really just a cheap master and has not taught me. If I can join such a big sect, it can be regarded as an opportunity.

Luo Ling immediately knelt down in front of the old man and kowtowed three times. He said, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."

The old man looked at Luo Ling and kowtowed to him three times. "Alas," he sighed and said, "I just wanted you to join Taixuan Sect. Since you have accepted me as your master, it is also our fate. So I will tell you now that my master's name is Fu Xuanming."

Then he took out a ring and handed it to Luo Ling, saying: "You should be the last disciple that I accept. This is a storage ring. You can acknowledge it as the master by dripping blood. There is a Taixuan Sect token and my identity mark in it. There are also some elixirs and small gadgets. Consider them your apprenticeship gifts from me."

Luo Ling took it respectfully, then squeezed his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the ring. The ring immediately emitted a ray of light, and Luo Ling suddenly felt that he had established some kind of connection with the ring.

At this time, Fu Xuanming raised his hand and a token flew out of the ring, and then asked Luo Ling to drip blood on it. After Luo Ling dripped a drop of blood on it, the two words "Luo Ling" immediately appeared on the token, and the two words "Tai Xuan" appeared on the other side.

At this time, in a top sect in a certain world, an old Taoist suddenly felt something: Hmm, why did his divine consciousness do something? Then he checked the several divine consciousnesses he left in different places, and found that there was nothing special. Suddenly he thought of something, and with a wave of his hand, the sect's flower name fell directly into his hand, and he saw that there was an extra name under his name, Luo Ling.

"Hey, what's going on? Why did I accept a disciple for no reason?" the old man asked in surprise.