Zhenyung Island has a vast territory and has produced a total of four True Saints, so its foundation is undoubtedly profound.
The Zhong Clan, to which Zhong Shenxiu belonged, was a glorious clan established by one of the True Saints.
Although none of the Zhong Clan have reached the Nine Heavens Divine Realm in this era, with Zhong Shenxiu around, the Zhong Clan will surely regain its past glory and will most likely reach the pinnacle, becoming Supreme Clan!
Therefore, the most bustling city on Zhenyung Island today is naturally the main city of the Zhong Clan.
Jiang Ping, travel-worn, successfully entered the Zhong Clan Main City.
He looked up and saw the streets teeming with people, the shops on both sides displaying a dazzling array of goods, and the constant noise around him.
Furthermore, Jiang Ping often sees groups of young people walking on the streets.
From the whispers of passersby, he learned that these were all geniuses who had come on a "pilgrimage" hoping to see the Near-Dao Reincarnation.
From True Qi to the Spirit Wander Realm, there are geniuses of all ages, including many with Martial Bone and Saint Body, and even Legendary Spirit Wander is not uncommon.
"Brother Dao, are you also here to see Miss Shenxiu?"
A Martial Artist patted Jiang Ping on the shoulder and said casually.
Because Jiang Ping looks young enough, appearing to be around a hundred years old, and he is demonstrating the power of divine travel.
Therefore, it was regarded as Legendary Spirit Wander to pay homage to the Buddha.
"Yes."
Jiang Ping nodded, looking at the overly familiar Martial Artist.
The other party was dressed in white, Bone Age less than a hundred years old, and possessed an extremely high cultivation level, having already passed through three Primordial Spirit Tribulation. He was probably a legendary figure from some region.
"Come on, the banquet is about to begin, and Zhong Shenxiu will be making an appearance."
The White-Robed Martial Artist spoke, inviting him to join him on a pilgrimage.
"So, these are all pilgrimage groups?"
Jiang Ping looked at the large group of young Martial Artist rushing in one direction and couldn't help but say.
The number of people is too large, it has exceeded a thousand.
"Of course, there are too many people who want to see Zhong Shenxiu. The Zhong Clan specially organized a meeting for us. One of them just ended not long ago, and I heard that everyone who went was very satisfied and that it was worth the trip."
The White-Robed Martial Artist smiled, his face full of anticipation.
"Such a thing really happened?"
Jiang Ping was surprised. That Heavenly Maiden's popularity seemed ridiculously high. She was holding fan meetings, and not just one.
At the same time, he wondered, would a Near-Dao Reincarnation be so keen on doing such a thing?
"Miss Shenxiu once said, she had severed ties with the past and focused solely on the present."
The White-Robed Martial Artist spoke, saying that according to those who had seen Zhong Shenxiu, this Heavenly Maiden had a youthful spirit, was full of vigor, and was approachable.
Moreover, she cherishes talent and is generous in offering guidance and even teaching techniques to talented Martial Artist.
Therefore, it is reasonable to hold such a banquet. Everyone here is a genius, and if someone can catch the Dharma Eye of Miss Shenxiu, they will certainly have a great opportunity, if not a meteoric rise to the top.
Who wouldn't want guidance from Near-Dao Being?
"Oh?"
Jiang Ping raised an eyebrow slightly, but he didn't have much expectation in his heart, because it seemed that he knew everything the other party knew. He had almost been mistaken by Hao Jun for Shenxiu's brother Zhong Zao Hua.
Of course, it would be nice to meet the Near-Dao Reincarnation.
"By the way, is there Close to the Dao Seed to the pilgrimage?"
Jiang Ping inquired, White-Robed Martial Artist shook his head, replying:
"They are all Close to the Dao Seed, possessing their own pride and integrity. How could they possibly meet Zhong Shenxiu in such a manner? Wouldn't they be ridiculed by their fellow Daoists?"
"..." Jiang Ping.
Well, this is just a trip. Seeing Zhong Shenxiu is just a way to check off my list and satisfy my curiosity.
"Let's go, it's getting late, let's try to get a front-row seat."
The White-Robed Martial Artist walked towards the pilgrimage group, gesturing for Jiang Ping to follow.
Jiang Ping didn't hesitate, walked over, and became one of the pilgrims without any qualms.
Along the way, Jiang Ping also met two other Legendary Spirit Wander through the introduction of the White-Robed Martial Artist.
One was a beautiful woman named You Xue, and the other was dressed in Black Robe with a cold expression, named Tang Yu.
The White-Robed Martial Artist's surname was Qin and his given name was Feng.
"Fang Yong."
Jiang Ping clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute, then asked curiously, "Are you all from the same place?"
Since we were all there to see Zhong Shenxiu, we traveled together.
Qin Feng answered.
Jiang Ping was relieved. It seemed that they didn't know each other before, and it was probably because of Qin Feng's outgoing personality that they gathered together.
Of course, those who could catch Qin Feng's Dharma Eye were all extraordinary, being masters of the Divine Travel technique.
Afterwards, the group followed the procession across several streets and arrived at a luxurious manor.
"What? You have to extract Spirit Pill to get in?!"
At this moment, a commotion arose from the front of the line, and voices of discontent grew louder.
When the news reached Jiang Ping, he learned that one could not enter empty-handed to see Zhong Shenxiu; ten Spirit Pills were required.
Is it a fan meeting or just a way to fleece fans?
Jiang Ping was surprised that a meeting would actually cost money.
"If I had known it would end like this, I wouldn't have come at all. I've already spent more than ten Spirit Pill pills on the journey."
A Martial Artist at the True Qi Realm was indignant.
He had only come from afar because he heard that he could see Zhong Shenxiu. However, just as he was about to enter, he was told that he had to pay a fee, which was ten Spirit Pills.
"Exactly! How can you charge a fee just for a meeting, and such an expensive one at that? Ten Spirit Pill pills for a Heavenly Maiden! How greedy!"
A martial arts master looked on with a face full of resentment.
If it Dao Rhyme Pill, he could still afford it, but the entrance fee was Spirit Pill, which he felt was not worth it. He thought it would be better to spend all those resources on himself.
"Hmph? Where did this poor wretch come from? If you can't pay, get lost and stop getting in my way."
At this moment, some people curled their lip, feeling indignant on Shenxiu's behalf.
Zhong Shenxiu is a figure they could never meet in their entire lives. It's already a great blessing that he was willing to lower himself to meet them, so Entry Level fee is perfectly reasonable. How dare they complain?
"Exactly! I know exactly what you poor bastards are thinking. You're just hoping to get something for nothing, to have Miss Shenxiu bestow her with cultivation techniques and teach you for free?"
A burly man with a full beard chimed in, saying that charging a fee was normal and was to prevent stingy people from going in to freeload or take advantage of opportunities.
Rear.
Jiang Ping stepped back, thinking it was not worth spending ten Spirit Pill just to meet them.
Let's talk about it later.
Jiang Ping left with regret.
However, he was pulled back to the group after only a few steps.
"Brother Fang, such an opportunity should not be missed. Why worry about those ten Spirit Pills?"
The White-Robed Martial Artist, Qin Feng, offered his advice.
Unlike most people, they are Legendary Spirit Wander, talented, and perhaps able to speak with Zhong Shenxiu.
"Last time, you also needed ten Spirit Pills to enter, didn't you know, Brother Fang?" Goddess Shenyou You Xue said crisply.
"I don't know."
Jiang Ping shook his head. If he knew the inside story, he wouldn't have come on this "pilgrimage."
"It doesn't matter. Since we've encountered him, we should seize the opportunity to meet such a person. Such an opportunity is rare. It's said that once Zhong Shenxiu enters the Eighth Heaven, he will travel to that boundless land. We may never see him again in our lifetime."
Qin Feng spoke slowly.
"Never mind, there will be other opportunities."
Jiang Ping still couldn't bear to Spirit Pill.
At this moment, Tang Yu, who was usually quiet, looked at him and suddenly said:
"Brother Dao, you can't possibly not even produce ten Spirit Pills, can you?"