The Primordial World was vast and boundless.
Hong Yun traveled across the Primordial Wilderness. One day, he came to an unnamed mountain.
The mountain covered an enormous area, stretching so far that its end was nowhere in sight.
The mountain was full of lush trees and plants.
Immortal cranes danced among the peaks, while spirit beasts wandered about.
After walking for a while, he spotted a quaint building up ahead.
It looked small, like a temple.
Mountain Spirits and Wild Monsters came and went through the temple's entrance.
"This temple is truly miraculous! After offering incense here, my cultivation really did improve!" one monster said excitedly.
"Before I awakened my intelligence, I stumbled into this temple by accident. I stayed here for a day, and to my surprise, I awakened my intelligence!" another monster said happily.
"This temple is amazing! I come here to offer incense every day now!"
Hong Yun watched them and heard what they were saying.
Could this temple really be so miraculous?
Without realizing it, Hong Yun had walked up to the temple.
"Fellow Daoist, are you here to offer incense too?" one monster asked when he saw Hong Yun.
"This temple is very efficacious! You won't regret coming here to offer incense!" another monster said.
Hong Yun looked at the temple. It was plain and unadorned, with nothing particularly remarkable about it.
The Mountain Spirits and Wild Monsters who came to offer incense all seemed very devout.
Hong Yun thought it over. He had nothing else to do, so there was no harm in going inside for a look. He stepped into the temple.
Inside, everything felt serene and peaceful.
The spiritual energy in the temple was far denser than outside.
For some reason, being here made his heart feel calm. Even if he didn't want to be still, his heart would settle of its own accord.
No one could harbor any ill thoughts in this temple. All they felt was reverence for it.
Even Hong Yun, a mighty being in his own right, felt reverence for the temple when he entered—without even realizing it himself.
The monsters were offering incense. Before long, Hong Yun took three sticks of incense from the side and did the same.
The monsters didn't know who Hong Yun was, and they thought nothing of it.
After all, the only thing that came to mind inside this temple was reverence for it. They didn't think much about anything else, nor did they feel inclined to.
After offering incense, the monsters gradually left one by one.
Hong Yun held the three sticks of incense and placed them in the burner on the altar.
There was no other offering here, just a wooden tablet inscribed with the words: Qingyi Mountain God.
This was a Mountain God Temple.
Within the Mountain God Temple's Inner Space lay an entirely different world.
Birdsong and fragrant flowers filled this place, which looked like a splendid paradise.
Qin Yun was here, sitting quietly beside a pond and fishing.
Just then, a voice rang out in Qin Yun's mind.
[Ding! A Person of Great Luck has been detected offering incense. A ten-thousandfold critical reward has been triggered. The host has received 500,000 Incense Value!]
Hearing this, Qin Yun could hardly believe it.
He had been in this world for ten years. In all that time, he had earned only 100,000 Incense Value.
He never expected to receive 500,000 Incense Value all at once today...
Qin Yun waved his hand before him, and an image of the temple appeared before his eyes.
Inside the temple stood a young Daoist in red robes, with an otherworldly air.
As Qin Yun looked at him, information about the Daoist surfaced in his mind.
This Daoist was named Hong Yun. He had been born from the first red cloud in the Primordial World, with an exceptionally deep Origin Foundation.
Seeing this information, Qin Yun began to question reality.
Th-this was Hong Yun?
The Ancestor Hong Yun from the Primordial Wilderness?
No way! No way!
Qin Yun knew that this was the Primordial World, but he never expected the mighty Ancestor Hong Yun to come and offer incense to him...
Th-this was too surreal!
[Ding! Because a Person of Great Luck offered incense, a special reward has been triggered. The host has received the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique.] [The host has received three Origin of the Great Dao Law of Clouds!]
The system's voice sounded again, and Qin Yun was greatly astonished.
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique, and three Origin of the Great Dao Law of Clouds...
These were all incredible treasures!
The Nine Revolutions Mysterious Technique was a Mystic Gate body-cultivation method passed down to the Three Pure Ones by Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
The technique focused on cultivating the body. It was also one of the supreme cultivation methods of the Primordial World, and naturally, it was incomparably precious.
Law origins could help cultivators comprehend the corresponding Great Dao laws. They, too, were extremely precious!
Hong Yun was still inside the temple, preparing to leave.
Seeing that he was about to go, Qin Yun stirred his thoughts. In the next moment, Hong Yun vanished from the temple and appeared in the Inner Space.
Qin Yun was the owner of the temple and the Inner Space.
Within the temple, Qin Yun held absolute authority. The system had granted it to him.
Anyone who entered the temple—even a sage—would be bound by its Rules.
The temple's Rules were that once inside, one's heart would grow calm and one would feel reverence for the temple.
Qin Yun could inspect the information of anyone who entered the temple, and he could also summon them into the Inner Space.
Moreover, Qin Yun was effectively invincible here. No one could harm him.
Hong Yun had suddenly appeared in the Inner Space, and he was completely dumbfounded.
What was going on?
He had clearly been inside a temple. How had he suddenly arrived in a paradise?
Birdsong and fragrant flowers filled the place. Everything was peaceful, like a secluded utopia.
But where was this?
"Greetings, Fellow Daoist!" Qin Yun said with a smile as he looked at Hong Yun.
At that, Hong Yun noticed Qin Yun.
Qin Yun sat beside the pond, fishing. He wore pale blue-green robes and had handsome features, looking every bit like a refined young gentleman.
"Y-you are?" Hong Yun asked.
"I am the Qingyi Mountain God," Qin Yun replied.
The Qingyi Mountain God... the one worshiped in the temple?
Hong Yun stared at Qin Yun in disbelief. Qin Yun remained seated beside the pond, quietly fishing.
Hong Yun tried to discern Qin Yun's true strength, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see through him.
This was the temple's Inner Space, and Qin Yun was its owner. No one who came here could discern his true strength—not even a sage.
Hong Yun couldn't see through Qin Yun, but he could tell that Qin Yun was mysterious beyond measure.
Could this Qingyi Mountain God be an unparalleled expert who had withdrawn from the world?
"You..." Hong Yun was dumbfounded. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
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