Chapter 510 Formless Mountain Eastern Territory.
Formless Mountain.
This place is completely different from ordinary famous mountains and rivers.
There are no steep and solitary peaks reaching into the clouds.
There are no endless stretches of wild forest.
The entire mountain range is strangely located in a vast expanse of water.
It is not so much a mountain as it is made up of countless stone forest islands that have been cut into pieces by the water flow.
The criss-crossing rivers, large and small, are the only road for Formless Mountain.
The water vapor persists all year round and turns into thick white mist.
It covers the entire Shuize Mountain Range.
Walking in this Formless Mountain, few people fly in the air.
It's not that I can't, but I don't dare.
The depths of the swamp are covered with large air-forbidden formations laid out by the Formless lineage.
If you are not careful, your entire body will be destroyed by the energy of Weak Water contained in the formation.
Therefore.
Traveling in the mountains does not rely on the strength of your feet or your ability to control the air.
Instead, he traveled by boat.
On the water, from time to time, a small boat can be seen breaking through the white mist and walking leisurely.
Most of the people on the boat were dressed in uniform blue robes.
The cuffs are embroidered with water ripples with silver thread.
These are all disciples of Formless Mountain.
They were either sitting cross-legged on the bow of the boat and puffing away water vapor, or holding whisks in their hands and chatting in low voices.
Look around.
What is unique is the Immortal Gate atmosphere of an immortal and uncontested person.
At this moment.
Formless Mountain deep.
On one of the largest floating islands.
The Qionglou Yuyu is built along the water, with bronze wind chimes hanging between the eaves and brackets.
When the wind blows, the ringing sound is crisp and ripples on the water.
Within the main hall.
The atmosphere was completely opposite to this quiet ringtone.
On top of the main seat.
Sitting there was an old man wearing a wide black robe.
The old man has a sinister face, a hooked nose, and sunken eye sockets.
The most eye-catching thing is his eyes.
There are many whites in the eyes, but the pupils are as small as soybeans.
This person is one of the elders Formless Mountain, Hanxian True Person.
My cultivation has already reached the state of the Tower-Ascending Realm perfection.
There are even rumors that he is only one step away from the Chess-Player Realm.
Among these Formless Mountain, except for Chief Seat who has been in seclusion all year round, he is the most powerful.
At this moment.
Hanxian True Person was playing with two round jade bladders in his hands.
The jade gallbladders collide and make a crisp sound.
"Cangxuan is dead."
Another elder sitting at the bottom frowned when he heard this.
"Senior brother, Cangxuan, although his cultivation is at the bottom among us, he has been in the Tower-Ascending Realm for many years... Great Tang is just a mortal dynasty. Even if there are a few warriors who do not know how to live or die, how can they keep him? How dare they keep him?"
These words caused several elders in the hall to nod.
In their eyes, the secular dynasty is nothing more than a quagmire.
When did the loaches in the mire dare to kill True Dragon on the shore...
Hanxian True Person stopped playing with the jade bladder.
The crisp collision sound stopped abruptly.
He raised his eyelids slightly, and his pupils with many whites scanned the crowd.
"Don't you dare?"
Hanxian True Person snorted coldly, "There were rumors some time ago that Grand Princess from Great Tang, with one person's power, defeated more than ten Daoist priests True Person in the city."
"I think they are quite brave."
As soon as these words came out, the hall instantly fell into dead silence.
Several elders True Person looked at each other, and they all saw shock in each other's eyes.
At this point, apart from practicing hard in seclusion, they have no time to focus on the rumors and rumors from the outside world.
If Cangxuan's life slip hadn't been shattered this time, Hanxian True Person would have issued a summons in person.
They are still closed Death Seclusion in their respective cave abode.
Who cares about the gossip of a mortal dynasty?
"Is there really such a person?"
An elder with a withered face couldn't help but say, "One person rebelled against more than ten True Person... This is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world. Not to mention people from the mortal dynasty, they are the True Disciple of our Twenty-Five Lineages orthodoxy. Except for Wang Canglan, who dares to boast of such a Haikou?"
"It must be those foolish men and women who spread lies and exaggerate."
Another chubby elder also shook his head.
"Not bad."
"How can True Person, Primordial Spirit, who are in the Tower-Ascending Realm realm, immortal and immortal, so easy to kill? Princess from a mere mortal dynasty... how many years can they live? Even if they start practicing in their mother's womb, how much enthusiasm can they have?"
Everyone was talking to each other, and the discussion was quite intense.
Most of his words contained scorn for this rumor and disdain for Great Tang.
In their opinion, the death of Cangxuan was probably due to some insidious means used by Great Tang, or other orthodox traditions secretly came forward and deliberately acted here.
There is no way that Grand Princess is the work of one person.
Hanxian True Person closed his eyes and said nothing, letting everyone below argue.
Until the voices in the hall gradually became quieter.
Sitting on the left side of Hanxian True Person, the leader named White-Bearded Elder slowly raised his head. "In that case... then Chief Seat means..."
"..."
As soon as this statement came out.
The elders who had been agitated just now all shut up and became quiet.
Although Formless Mountain is expensive, it is one of the orthodox traditions of Twenty-Five Lineages, and it stands high above the rest.
You can know your own affairs.
Among the Twenty-Five Lineages, Formless Mountain has always been ranked at the bottom in terms of its heritage and strength.
It must be true that at least a dozen True Person died in Great Tang.
Regardless of whether these rumors are true or false, is it really the work of the so-called Grand Princess alone... Formless Mountain Is it really worth it to go through such muddy waters for a dead Cangxuan?
Those who have cultivated Daoism to their level have lived for hundreds or thousands of years.
Everyone gathers together just to keep warm and enjoy the orthodox resources.
Cangxuan is dead, and the resources and disciples in his name will naturally be divided up by everyone here.
As for the rest...
Haha.
Several elders exchanged vague glances with each other.
At this age, no one has ever been young or passionate.
But after so many years of beatings, I have long lost sight of these illusory things.
How much is face worth?
White-Bearded Elder Seeing that Hanxian True Person still closed his eyes and said nothing, he boldly continued.
"Senior brother."
"The death of Junior Brother Cangxuan is certainly heartbreaking."
"But my Formless Mountain inheritance is not easy, and I cannot drag the entire orthodoxy into the quagmire just because of a momentary impulse."
"Then since Great Tang dares to kill him, there may not be shadows of other orthodoxy behind him."
"If we rush forward rashly, we might play into someone else's hands."
Fat Elder also quickly echoed.
"Yes, yes, yes."
"We Formless Mountain have always kept aloof from the world, and there is no need to wade into this muddy water."
"In my opinion, it is better to send a few clever disciples to the Great Tang realm to secretly investigate."
"It's not too late to make a decision once we understand the situation."
The other elders nodded in agreement.
Hanxian True Person Listening to these excuses, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
After all, they have inherited the influence of that old thing...Formless Mountain's True Persons have become so timid...
Just about to say something.
Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the hall.
A disciple in blue robe quickly walked into the hall and knelt on one knee.
"Elder Qi, Demon Emperor Hunyuan is seeking an audience outside the mountain."