A nameless high mountain.
The peak was towering, the terrain precipitous, and the vegetation deep.
Pity,
the spiritual veins were ordinary, insufficient to serve as a Dao dojo for immortals.
A hundred feet below the peak, a fist-sized stone appeared no different from the surrounding rocks on the outside.
Inside, however, was a grain-of-rice-sized speck of light.
Within the speck of light was a vast space.
In the earth-yellow cave, several arm-thick crystal stones were stabbed into the cavern roof, bringing light to the cave.
At the far end of the cave, a man with fluttering black hair sat on a wide chair.
Suspended directly in front of his glabella was an unrolled bamboo slip.
The characters on the bamboo slip possessed nothing particularly strange about them, but each and every character seemed to emanate an ineffable Dao rhyme.
Every single word could pull a person's mind and spirit into it, plunging them into the profound and wondrous Great Dao.
This bamboo slip was precisely the original version of the I Ching.
The first complete I Ching written by King Wu of Zhou, Ji Chang, was rewarded by heaven and earth. Under the infusion of Merit Power, the ordinary bamboo slip directly became a Houtian spiritual treasure.
Wang Ming was currently using the I Ching to deduce and calculate his future Dao path.
Wang Ming's primary cultivation nowadays was the Immortal Dao.
He had even advanced step by living step to the realm of Grand Luo Golden Immortal.
Above the Grand Luo realm in the Investiture of the Gods World were the Quasi-Sages and Saints. Grand Luo Golden Immortals looked numerous, very much like ordinary passersby.
But in truth,
the Immortal Dao was not easy to cultivate.
The entry requirement for the Immortal Dao was that anyone could practice it,