I had encountered countless cultivators from immortal sects and had even visited super sects like the North Pole Immortal Sect. My horizons and perspective were no longer what they had once been, but seeing the Kunlun Mountain Immortal Sect still shook me. The towering mountain ridges piercing the clouds, the lakes flowing beneath the earth, and the layers upon layers of lofts suspended in midair all gave my eyes a baptism.
The immortal clouds churned and rolled. To a mortal like Liu Da, they were like an unknown abyss beneath two enormous peaks, but to cultivators like us, this was precisely the immortal abode we dreamed of. After the helicopter passed through the arched bridge inscribed with the words "Jade Capital," it continued flying between the two mountains, though at a much slower speed. This also let me see quite a few lofts built into the mountain walls.
With my wife's help, Shao Zi opened his Heavenly Eye and saw the strange architectural complex as well. He could not help marveling and immediately said, "Master, those television programs say that planes sometimes crash in clouds and mist. Could it be that they accidentally trespassed into the Kunlun Mountain Immortal Realm and were knocked down by the immortals?"
I was instantly rendered speechless. My wife slightly pursed her lips, half smiling and half not, while Liu Da remained completely focused, without the slightest intention of being distracted.
The helicopter made a tremendous racket, so it was inevitable that cultivators in secluded meditation would hear it. They came out and stood near the lofts, watching us, most of them wearing displeased expressions. After all, to some degree, we had disturbed their cultivation.
"Where did this mortal iron bird come from? How dare it trespass into my Kunlun Mountain!" An aged voice came