How did a bastard like him become an immortal?

Having been to this deadly place of Chiyang before, I was much more familiar with the route this time. Unlike the first time, the journey was not difficult and I did not have to take many detours and waste time.

Moreover, he was not alone on this trip; he was accompanied by five beauties, each with their own unique charm, from delicate to plump.

With five beauties by Li Muyun's side, they quickly figured out his temperament and personality in just half a day.

Upright and self-disciplined, with a chilling swordsmanship, he was a rare gentleman. When he stepped out of the oppressive and solemn Imperial Cinema, his girlish nature could not be concealed, and he chattered happily from time to time.

In particular, he kept asking the renowned Li Muyun all sorts of questions, showing his immense curiosity about this so-called chosen one of heaven.

The most restless of all was the Great Blue Ox. With five beauties just beginning their lives in the world beside him, he only needed to recount his long and trivial experiences to surely win their hearts.

But for some reason, its own mouth could only open and close with a clicking sound, without making a sound. No matter how much it howled and wailed, it could not utter a word.

Its hopping and jumping around agitated the five people, eliciting gasps of surprise.

Due to the large number of people, it is impossible to rent the Tyrant Horse again and let it gallop freely into dangerous places as before. However, this time it is a public mission, and all expenses will be reimbursed by the Royal Cinema.

Li Muyun was relieved and rented a top-grade magic treasure, Tongtian Garden.

This superior ritual implement is shaped like a flying boat, with swaying screens, beaded curtains, and horizontal draperies all around, providing excellent protection and sound insulation.

The courtyard is located there, and it is controlled and driven by an array. It consumes spirit stones and is like flying on flat ground. Except for being slightly slower, its comfort and safety are far superior to that Tyrant Steed.

Of course, the cost is also quite high, with a one-day rental period costing one hundred spirit stones.

Li Muyun sat cross-legged at the core of the magic weapon, his figure majestic and still as a bell. Beside him was a large blue ox, bound and restrained, lying weakly on the ground with its eyes glazed over.

This binding technique came from Yin Xuanwu. This dead ox has caused such a big mess, and now there are five beauties by its side. He is not at ease letting this dead ox run wild. If it commits another sin before it has atoned for its previous one, then he really can't protect this dead ox.

"Young Master Li, if sword intent can be integrated into swordsmanship, how can it be activated, and how can sword momentum be condensed?"

A sweet voice rang out, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and a cool figure drew closer—it was Qingniao, the most aloof of the five.

Upon hearing this, Li Muyun snapped out of his meditation, looked at the bluebird, and was somewhat tempted, but simply waved his hand.

The bluebird exclaimed in surprise as the soft sword she had been holding suddenly broke free from her grasp and flew into Li Muyun's hand.

Upon witnessing this wondrous scene, the bluebird immediately widened her beautiful eyes, filled with disbelief.

Her master had shown this move when her cultivation was weak and her sword intent was not deep, but she never expected that now that she has entered the Nascent Soul stage and has made progress in swordsmanship, she would still be so easily disarmed.

"The most important thing in integrating sword intent into sword technique is to unify the mind and thoughts in order to unleash it. As for sword momentum, it will naturally arise when the sword intent and sword thought are in sync."

Li Muyun casually offered a couple of pointers, tossed the soft sword back to her, and then fell silent, continuing his meditation into a state of deep contemplation.

The bluebird's expression shifted, and it nodded repeatedly in gratitude before quickly putting the matter aside, as if it had gained some insights and wanted to put them into practice.

Five days later, after repeated instruction and meditation day after day, the Tongtian Garden finally slowly flew to the area surrounding the Chiyang Death Land.

Upon entering this area, the scorching heat of the surrounding air intensifies, with fire elements swirling and colliding around the flying boat, causing the amount of spirit stones needed to maintain it to increase daily.

Unlike the previous trip, when looking down from below the flying boat, one could see even more flying boats and spirit shuttles beside them. The once silent Wanshan land suddenly had many more cultivators in sight.

Li Muyun was somewhat puzzled. Last time he came to this land of ten thousand mountains, he didn't see a single person. Why were there so many more people this time?

As Tongtian Garden drew ever closer to the core area, maintaining the flying boat became increasingly difficult. The scorching sun nearly pierced through the protective array, burning its interior. Considering the rental costs, Li Muyun immediately stopped the flying boat near the Chiyang Death Zone.

It was only a hundred paces from that horizon, and from a distance, it looked intensely hot, as if it were burning the boundless sky.

The five girls lingered on the flying boat for a long time, already tired of the unchanging shadows of the flowing clouds. Although they were heading to the dead land of Chiyang, they were now accompanied by the legendary genius Li Muyun.

The original trial mission seemed more like a spring outing.

The five girls chattered excitedly, observing the Crimson Sun Dead Land with great curiosity and offering their comments freely.

The five of them had never seen the three legendary death zones of the Sun and Moon Empire, and now that they were here in person, they couldn't help but feel strange and curious.

These five beauties naturally attracted a lot of attention as soon as they appeared.

Cultivators gathered here, observing the five beauties with great interest. In this desolate land of Crimson Sun, which consisted of nothing but barren mountains and lava, the five beauties were like a sudden, refreshing spring—perhaps not quenching thirst, but pleasing to the eye.

Among the cultivators gathered here are self-proclaimed geniuses who want to conquer this legendary dead land, as well as adventurers who love to explore, seek opportunities, or search for treasures and gain experience.

By a twist of fate, we have come together here.

Li Muyun arrived here a few days ago, but unfortunately it was during the time when the Chiyang Death Land was in Xiyang, so he saw a desolate scene. Now that the Yang Gate is wide open, there is a passage to enter.

"Brother Liu, you've come too? Hahaha, my father wants me to inherit the title, but how could I comply with his wishes? That's why I've come here to make my way in the world."

"Who isn't? That master is really stubborn. He won't pass on his teachings to the eighteen disciples, but insists on making me his last disciple. Hehe, I'm not going to do as he pleases."

"That strange White Knight has also arrived, as has this Xu Kusong. It's said he's already explored many forbidden areas. Hey, is that Ghost Yinzi?!"

With triangular eyes and a effeminate expression, the cultivator wearing a white hat lowered his eyelids and glanced at Tongtian Garden, taking it all in.

The infamous and notorious flower-picking evil cultivator, Gui Yinzi, revealed a sinister smile, licked his lips, and felt a slight heat rising within him.

These five women are really hot. Their expressions and appearances are quite like those of virgins. They've really hit the jackpot today. After this sexual intercourse, they should have a good chance of breaking through to the Nascent Soul realm!

Thinking of this, Gui Yinzi felt restless and suddenly changed his posture. His demeanor and appearance became extraordinary. He walked towards Tongtian Garden with his head held high and chest out.

"Golden Eagle Sister, there are people ahead."

Huang Ying saw a figure approaching from afar and said tremblingly.

The golden eagle followed her gaze and saw a man in a gray-blue Taoist robe stride over, cupping his hands in what he thought was a dashing manner, and speaking in a deep voice.

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