Longevity Mountain, Wuzhuang Temple.
This place was unlike the bustle and clamor of Golden Ao Island, and unlike the oppressive gloom of Zixiao Palace.
Since time immemorial, Longevity Mountain had been shrouded in peace and serenity. Immortal mist drifted through the air, spiritual qi swirled, and it seemed a secluded paradise untouched by worldly strife.
At its summit stood an ancient Daoist temple, with green bricks, jade-green tiles, upturned eaves, and interlocking brackets. Though it lacked the grandeur of Biyou Palace and the dazzling immortal light of Wa Huang Palace, it possessed a Daoist air of tranquility and nonaction all its own.
Wuzhuang Temple.
The most striking sight within the temple was none other than the towering spirit root in its courtyard.
The Ginseng Fruit Tree.
At that moment, the ancient, enduring innate spirit root shone brilliantly. Light flowed among its branches and leaves, and plump, round Ginseng Fruits hung from them, giving off a fragrance that refreshed the heart and soul.
That fragrance spread for a thousand miles around. A single breath cleared the mind and invigorated the spirit, even bringing a faint improvement to one's cultivation.
Even throughout Primordial World Heaven and Earth, innate spirit roots of this caliber could be counted on one's fingers.
And the master of Wuzhuang Temple-Zhen Yuanzi.
Though he could hardly be called a towering presence these days, and had never attained the Dao and become a Saint, his cultivation was merely at the peak quasi-saint realm. Across Primordial World Heaven and Earth, he was not among the very highest ranks.
Yet as an Ancient Mighty Expert who had attained the Dao shortly after Heaven and Earth first opened, he possessed profound reserves and solid foundations. No ordinary Quasi-Saint could compare with him.
More importantly, he was a close friend of Hong Yun,