Worship Rong Hong as Master, Receive Vast Wisdom

"Join the Mount Yu Sect and become a disciple of the True Immortal Ronghong?"

Lu Qingfeng sat opposite Daoist Guyang, his gaze fixed on the latter, a look of surprise on his face.

"Good."

"Fellow Daoist, at such a young age you are already Primordial Spirit cultivator, and your alchemy and weapon crafting skills are both at the seventh level. Ancestor Ronghong cherishes talent and is himself an eighth-level weapon crafting master, and has always wanted to find a successor to carry on his mantle."

"If you agree, you will not only receive a set of Innate Scattered Character, but you can also choose from the inheritances of three top sword cultivators in my Mount Yu Sect."

Daoist Guyang's gaze was sincere. "The Nine Continents are in turmoil, and our sect is at a time when we are recruiting talents. Fellow Daoist, you are alone and alone. If something happens, you may not be able to help us. If you join my Mount Yu Sect, even if the heavens change, you will have a true Immortal Ancestor above you. Ordinary villains will not dare to offend you, and all the major immortal sects inside and outside the heavens will have to give you face. You will be much safer."

He finished speaking in one breath.

Looking at Qing Yuanzi with a sharp sword in front of him, Daoist Guyang also sighed in his heart——

A seventh-level Alchemist.

Seventh-tier weapon refiner.

With just one of these attributes, he could, to a certain extent, be on par with the Primordial Spirit True One. With his two identities combined, and being the Primordial Spirit True One himself, it is foreseeable that once Qing Yuanzi joins the Mount Yu Sect, his status will rise rapidly, far surpassing his own.

Only.

"Even if one becomes a disciple of Master Ronghong halfway through the journey, it is difficult to become a core member."

"Furthermore, this person's background and origins are questionable, so he may not necessarily agree—"

Daoist Guyang's thoughts flickered, and he pondered in his heart.

Before he could make up his mind, he saw Qing Yuanzi's face light up with joy, and he said excitedly, "To be able to become a disciple of True Immortal Ronghong is something I could never ask for. How could I possibly refuse?!"

He actually agreed immediately.

Daoist Guyang was taken aback, but fortunately he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he laughed loudly, "Good, good, good. Then congratulations, Junior Brother, you have a good chance of reaching the True Immortal realm in the future!"

Daoist Guyang, being able to oversee the Sea of No Delusion, was clearly a shrewd and worldly person. Although he suspected Lu Qingfeng's identity and background, and although he was jealous of Lu Qingfeng's treatment fortuitous opportunity, he remained outwardly amiable.

After all, they will be fellow disciples in the future, and he is a seventh-level alchemist and artifact crafter. It is better to have the opportunity to befriend him than to act impulsively and offend him.

As soon as Lu Qingfeng agreed, he addressed him as "Junior Brother" to show their closeness.

"Ha ha!"

"I must thank you for the introduction, Senior Brother. If you have any requests in the future, please feel free to ask, and I will do my best to Qingyuan."

Lu Qingfeng was also delighted.

Most of them were from the heart.

The three benefits promised by the Mount Yu Sect—

The first benefit is being able to take True Immortal as your master.

Lu Qingfeng didn't care.

Leaving aside whether this True Immortal would genuinely offer guidance and instruction, the sheer number of intricacies and schemes hidden within the act of becoming a disciple is a huge problem that most people would avoid at all costs. If cultivators from the Ancient Sorrow Heavenly Court or the Three Dragon Palaces were to come, they might not dare to agree so readily.

But Lu Qingfeng had too many escape routes and too many methods, so he was completely unafraid.

The second benefit is that one can choose from the three top sword cultivation lineages of the Mount Yu Sect.

Lu Qingfeng didn't care.

Regarding the Cultivation Method.

Even the entire Mount Yu Sect, or even the entire Chunshen Realm Immortal Sects and Demonic Demon Sect, might not be able to compare to Lu Qingfeng alone. Lu Qingfeng has not sought any external Cultivation Method for many years.

Only this third benefit—

"Junior brother."

"These are thirty-two Iron Lotus Seed. They were obtained from an Iron Lotus nurtured by heaven and earth, and are extremely precious. Even the patriarchs of the sect do not have many of them, so junior brother should keep them safe."

With his palm facing upwards, Daoist Guyang suddenly produced thirty-two beams of mysterious light, which transformed into thirty-two Iron Lotus Seed that landed in front of Lu Qingfeng.

[Rare Item: Iron Lotus Seed]

[Note: The Iron Lotus is formed, and each lotus seed contains an Innate Scattered Character.]

"Thank you, senior brother."

"Thank you, Master!"

Lu Qingfeng bowed to Daoist Guyang, then stood up and bowed again towards the northeast. He then stood up and quickly put the thirty-two Iron Lotus Seed into his pocket.

The smile on his face was impossible to hide.

After a thousand years of arduous searching, he hadn't even encountered a single Innate Scattered Character. Yet, before even joining the Mount Yu Sect, he suddenly obtained thirty-two.

Life is full of ups and downs, and it's truly unpredictable.

With True Immortal presiding over it, this major immortal sect possesses a profound foundation that far surpasses that of the small Min River Dragon Palace.

"I've made a fortune."

Lu Qingfeng sensed the thirty-two Iron Lotus Seed in the Mustard Seed Space, and then thought about the remaining thirty-two.

Although the Mount Yu Sect agreed to sixty-four Iron Lotus Seed, they didn't give them all at once, which was within Lu Qingfeng's expectations and acceptable range. Even if the remaining thirty-two seeds were hopeless, this was still a huge profit.

After getting up, he looked at Daoist Guyang.

"Junior brother, you're too kind."

Daoist Guyang smiled and said, "Since Junior Brother is willing to join the Mount Yu Sect, it wouldn't be good to keep Senior Brother and Ronghong waiting for too long. I wonder if there are any urgent matters to attend to on Whitehead Island?"

"What could possibly happen on such a tiny island?"

Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

"Shall we set off now?"

The Daoist Guyang asked the question.

"I'll listen to my senior brother," Lu Qingfeng couldn't have been happier.

Immediately.

On Whitehead Island, two beams of light shot into the sky, transformed into rainbows, and disappeared.

In an unknown place, the Windreturn and the clouds dispersed.

Golden sunlight streamed down through the lingering clouds, and an ancient tree, its branches twisting like a coiled dragon, stood silently between heaven and earth, as if it had been holding up a giant canopy since time immemorial.

A gentle breeze sways the swing softly, accompanied by the soft rustling of falling leaves, and the old creaking echoes in the vast expanse of time.

A Daoist priest with a face full of wrinkles, like ravines, sat cross-legged under a tree, his eyes closed as if asleep.

There is one person on each side.

On the left is a handsome young Daoist priest, his eyes fixed on his nose and his mind, as still as a mountain.

On the right is a female Daoist priest, dressed in a crimson gauze robe and wearing a hibiscus crown. She has a graceful figure, beautiful face, and a cold and aloof expression.

Beyond the cloud.

Two figures strode over.

The leader had a square face and a solemn expression.

The other person was like a drawn sword, with Sword Bone.

It was Gu Xuan, the leader of the Mount Yu Sect, and Qing Yuanzi, the master of Whitehead Island.

"Disciple Gu Xuan pays respects to the Ancestral Master."

Gu Xuan arrived before the ancient tree and bowed deeply.

Upon seeing this, Lu Qingfeng also bowed, "Qing Yuanzi of Whitehead Island greets Senior."

While bowing, he was also secretly observing the three people in front of him and the scene around him.

The old Daoist priest, needless to say, was none other than the 'Ronghong' mentioned by the Daoist Guyang.

This is Mahayana True Immortal, one of the most powerful in the Mount Yu Sect and even in the entire Chunshen Realm. Even in the Ancient Sorrow Continent, he would be comparable to the Three Palaces Dragon King or the Heavenly Court Emperor.

At this moment, they were less than three zhang away from Lu Qingfeng.

This is the first time I've seen Mahayana True Immortal so closely—

"Truly extraordinary!"

All around Master Ronghong, the space seemed to become almost ethereal.

It appeared to be right in front of him, but in reality, it wasn't even in the same dimension. With such ability, simply sitting there and letting Lu Qingfeng and other Nascent Primordial Spirit cultivators attack him wouldn't be able to cause him the slightest harm, or even touch the hem of his clothes.

"Mahayana True Immortal".

"Truly terrifying."

Lu Qingfeng felt no urge to resist him; upon landing before him, he was solely focused on surrendering.

He quickly looked away, not daring to linger.

Then his gaze swept over the two people on his left and right—

"Huh?"

Lu Qingfeng's heart stirred, sensing a familiar aura emanating from the two individuals. His gaze seemingly swept over them without leaving a trace, but in reality, the jade pendant at the waist of the young Daoist on the left and the bell on the hand of the female Daoist on the right lingered in his mind.

"I see."

After some reflection, I gained a general understanding.

Master Ronghong sat cross-legged, his expression unchanged, as if the old monk had entered into deep meditation.

Lu Qingfeng raised his eyelids and saw the ancient tree behind the old Daoist that seemed to stretch across the heavens and earth, and his eyebrows immediately lifted.

"This tree—"

This towering tree is extraordinary at first glance. Upon closer inspection, it seems to captivate the soul. A sudden clarity of mind arises; it is truly mysterious.

This tree is called 'Guanghui'.

"Cultivate all virtues and gather one spirit."

"Our school of cultivation emphasizes 'truthfulness,' cultivating true nature, true skill, and true conduct. Under the Vast Wisdom Tree, one can awaken spiritual wisdom and refine one's inner nature; it is the supreme treasure land for cultivation."

As I was examining the ancient tree.

A deep, resonant voice seemed to emanate from all directions, striking Lu Qingfeng's ears like a resounding bell, awakening him from his daze.

He quickly looked away and gazed at the old Daoist priest under the tree.

The one who spoke just now was none other than Master Ronghong.

"I was presumptuous and have been reckless. Please forgive me, senior."

Lu Qingfeng's heart burned with passion, but he dared not look any further and apologized to Ancestor Ronghong.

"You are destined to be with 'Guanghui', you must be exceptionally wise and virtuous. It is my honor to be your disciple, what crime have you committed?"

Master Ronghong shook his head.

"You flatter me, I am unworthy of such praise."

Lu Qingfeng said modestly.

"Humble and polite."

"Good."

Ronghong looked at Lu Qingfeng with a kind smile, "Our Mount Yu Sect does not care about formalities when accepting disciples. Since you have come here, it means you intend to become my disciple. The Vast Wisdom Tree was planted by our Mount Yu Sect's founding ancestor, the True Immortal Guangdu. If you pay your respects to Grandmaster Guangdu under this Vast Wisdom Tree today, you will have entered the sect."

Upon hearing this, Lu Qingfeng hurriedly bowed three times to Vast Wisdom Tree.

After getting up.

Gu Xuan, standing beside him, reminded him again, "Qingyuan, why haven't you paid your respects to our teacher yet?"

Master Ronghong stroked his beard and smiled faintly.

"Disciple Qingyuan greets Master!"

Upon seeing this, Lu Qingfeng quickly bowed to Ronghong again.

"Good."

"From this day forward, you will be my ninth disciple."

Ronghong looked at Lu Qingfeng and nodded repeatedly. He slowly said, "You are a seventh-level Alchemist and a seventh-level weapon refiner, so Law Artifact or elixirs to bestow upon you. Since you are destined to be with the Vast Wisdom Tree, I will give you a branch of the Vast Wisdom Tree Branch."

"Thank you for the reward, Teacher!"

Lu Qingfeng's eyes lit up as he listened.

This Mount Yu Sect and its founder, Master Ronghong, are truly benevolent; they even offer a pillow when someone is sleepy—

First, there was the Innate Scattered Character.

Then came the Vast Wisdom Tree.

This truly delighted Lu Qingfeng.

As soon as Master Ronghong finished speaking, a branch from the vast canopy of the Vast Wisdom Tree behind him floated down in front of Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng reached out and held it, feeling the infinite mystery and boundless vitality within, and became even more delighted.

Upon seeing this, Ancestor Ronghong smiled and said, "The Mount Yu Sect is currently in need of manpower. Now that you have joined my sect, after you have chosen a sword cultivator successor within the sect, you will go to the southern border of the East Sinking Continent to establish cave abode and help the sect suppress the demons of the Bloodspring Demon Sect and the Golden Lotus Heretical Cult in the southern East Submerging Continent. The Vast Wisdom Tree Branch contain vitality and will grow as soon as they touch the ground. Plant them when you establish your cave abode and water them day and night with the Moonlight True Water. Not only will your cultivation be twice as effective, but it will also help your cave abode to be full of Spiritual Qi and your spiritual pool to be overflowing."

"Can protect against evil spirits."

Cave abode.

Control evil spirits.

"Really."

"These kinds of rewards are not easily obtained."

Lu Qingfeng already knew what was going on and respectfully agreed.

Seeing that Lu Qingfeng agreed, Master Ronghong pointed to the female Daoist priest on the right and said, "This is your eighth senior sister, named Yun Luo. Since your cultivation is still low, I will have your eighth senior sister accompany you to lend you a helping hand."

"Yes!"

With the benefits in hand, Lu Qingfeng agreed to all the requests of Ronghong and the Mount Yu Sect without hesitation, cooperating fully.

He bowed to the female Daoist priest on his right and said, "Thank you, Eighth Senior Sister."

"Um."

Yun Luo nodded slightly, without any emotional fluctuation or further words.

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