Purple Firmament Peak is a magnificent Daoist temple built against the mountain, with white jade steps and lapis lazuli floor. At the end of the temple is an ancient and magnificent hall with the four large, naturally elegant Daoist characters " Cloudmist Dao Field " on the plaque.
Outside the cliff, the sea of clouds churned, and hundreds of streaks of light descended one after another. They were all disciples of the Pill Lineage, each with a deep and concentrated aura, surrounded by the fragrance of pills.
Han Xuanji landed lightly beside Jiang Yuan, who was already waiting there, and nodded:
"Brother Jiang, you've arrived very early."
"How dare I delay the Immortal Lord's sermon?"
Jiang Yuan smiled, then quickly glanced around, lowered his voice, and spoke with a hint of familiarity and introduction:
"Brother Han, you've been in seclusion for so long, you're probably not quite familiar with the rules of preaching, are you?"
"I was just about to ask you."
Han Xuanji nodded his thanks. With a slight movement of his divine sense, he could already sense countless auras, some strong and some weak, converging here. There were still streams of light flowing in the sky, which showed the grand occasion of this sermon.
We definitely need to understand the rules first.
As Jiang Yuan led Han Xuanji forward, he secretly transmitted his voice, pointing to a side hall beside the dojo that was exceptionally rich in Spiritual Qi:
"Brother Han, look at that ' Heavenly Star Hall.' It's the cave abode of Ji Tianxing, the previous generation's True Disciple disciple. He possesses a top-grade immortal Immortal Spirit Root, and his aptitude is hailed as exceptional. He has outstanding talent in Dao of Alchemy, but I don't know why he didn't become a disciple."
"Oh?"
Han Xuanji's mind stirred; those who could be rated as having exceptional talent were extremely rare.
They would be considered geniuses in the upper realm, and even in the lower realm, they would be figures rarely seen throughout the ages.
Just then, a man dressed in white walked out of the palace. He had a handsome face, and behind him was a strange phenomenon of rising purple qi energy, which was extremely mysterious and powerful.
Han Xuanji's heart stirred slightly, and he probed over.
[ Ji Tianxing: Seventh level Heavenly Immortal, Third-Transformation Alchemist, extraordinary comprehension, possessing top-grade immortal Immortal Spirit Root talent, and exceptionally outstanding Dao of Alchemy skills. Because he is determined to become a disciple of the Headmaster, he even refused the offer to become a disciple of the Purple Firmament Peak Master. This time, he wants to display his talent in front of everyone, hoping to attract the Headmaster's attention.]
Good grief, you don't want to be the Peak Master's disciple, so you want to be someone else's junior brother.
If even someone with this level of talent can't become the head disciple, then what about the previous thirty-five disciples? Were they all like him?
It seems that the geniuses of the upper realm are not to be underestimated.
Han Xuanji thought to himself, "I'm actually quite curious to see what level those personal disciples are at."
"Senior brother, look. The prayer cushions in the very front row, closest to the Immortal Lord, are reserved for his Immortal Lord or his nephews. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to overstep their bounds."
" Inner disciple may enter the hall to listen to the teachings, while outer disciples may only listen outside the hall..."
"I see."
Han Xuanji finally understood what it meant to be inner disciple.
Love is truly something I can't grasp.
"The lectures of Immortal Lord Yunmiao are extraordinary. Sometimes he systematically expounds the general principles of Dao of Alchemy, sometimes he deeply analyzes a certain peerless Pill Formula, and sometimes he even casually brings out Pill Furnace to demonstrate the alchemy process, invoking the Dao Principles heaven and earth, which is very miraculous."
If one can glean even a little insight from this, it will be more valuable than a hundred years of arduous cultivation!
"And..."
Jiang Yuan's voice was even lower, carrying a hint of mystery.
"Each time the Immortal Lord is in a good mood, he will randomly select a few disciples to ask questions or test your alchemy skills. If you can arouse the Immortal Lord's interest, you may even receive extra rewards!"
Last time, one of my senior sisters received a wisp of 'Enlightenment Elixir Fragrance' from the Immortal Lord and broke through on the spot!
Thank you for informing me, Brother Jiang.
Han Xuanji said in a low voice.
With Jiang Yuan's introduction, he gained a better understanding and greater anticipation for the sermon.
"We've arrived. Brother Han, as True Disciple, you can find a spot in the front row yourself. I'll go to the back."
"Okay, thank you for clearing up my confusion, Brother Jiang. Otherwise, I would have been completely baffled."
"Haha, that's all trivial. Brother Han is just too lazy to bother finding out."
After exchanging a few words, Jiang Yuan went to the back, while Han Xuanji's figure attracted the attention of many people.
However, this only attracted a few glances. Most people looked at a man with a powerful stride, who was tall and had a cool aura. He sat in the second row, which was usually the seat of Peak Master True Disciple.
"This must be the prodigy of the Jiang Household."
"That's right. I've heard that his Heavenly Eye is extremely powerful, capable of seeing through everything, and he's captured quite a few spies from the demonic path."
"I wonder what their Dao of Alchemy cultivation is?"
The hall wasn't completely quiet; there were whispers and discussions. Some people were exchanging pleasantries, while others started gossiping.
"Brother Ji, it's been a long time. It seems you've come prepared this time..."
"Haha, a small success..."
Han Xuanji's gaze swept around. The closer he got to the central hall, the more the figures sitting cross-legged exuded an invisible pressure, even though their auras were not revealed. This was the oppressive feeling brought about by their profound cultivation.
Among those at the front were almost all experts at the True Immortal or Mystic Immortal realms.
He must be the Peak Master's personal disciple.
Their faces and figures were somewhat blurry. Han Xuanji glanced at them briefly but couldn't discern their true appearances. Naturally, he wasn't curious enough to learn about them one by one.
After thinking for a moment, Han Xuanji found a futon in the middle corner and sat down silently.
For some reason, he felt inexplicably nervous, as if he had been in the workforce for a long time and was suddenly going back to school after a long absence; the experience was somewhat surreal.
Meanwhile, a system notification appeared silently.
[ The Cloudmist Dao Field, a six-star sign-in location, has been detected. Sign in now?]
"System, check-in."
Han Xuanji silently recited in his heart.
[Congratulations, host, on successfully checking in at the Cloudmist Dao Field and receiving " Immortal Lord Yunmiao's Dao of Alchemy Explanation of Alchemy".]
This seems to be quite serious.
As the chief disciple of the Pill Lineage, Immortal Lord Yunmiao's Dao of Alchemy skills were naturally exceptional, and receiving his lifelong learning was a great surprise.
In an instant, a vast and profound knowledge of Dao of Alchemy, like a sudden enlightenment, flooded into Han Xuanji's mind.
Countless Pill Formula, the transformation and fusion of medicinal properties, the mysteries of controlling fire to condense elixirs, and Immortal Lord Yunmiao's unique insights into the connection between Dao of Alchemy and the Principle heaven and earth were all imprinted in his heart.
"This..."
Han Xuanji was shocked, and then a huge joy welled up inside him.
This is not a direct infusion of cultivation, but rather the complete bestowal of the life experience and wisdom of a Golden Immortal -level Dao of Alchemy master.
Compared to this, the numerous alchemical texts he had previously signed up for at the Myriad Phenomena Garden were like streams compared to rivers and seas—completely incomparable.
Although limited by his own cultivation level, he is still unable to refine many profound Pill Formula, but his concepts, techniques, and insights are far beyond those of ordinary Third-Transformation Alchemist, which has propelled him to a whole new level.
At this moment, his knowledge and understanding of Dao of Alchemy theory should surpass that of most Dao of Alchemy cultivators in the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace.
" The Pill Formula, the seventy-two techniques of alchemy, encompass everything from Dao of Alchemy origins to the development of Dao of Alchemy."
"Incredibly wonderful..."
Han Xuanji sighed inwardly, quickly regaining his composure and digesting this astonishing gain.
On the other side.
Li Qianluo noticed Han Xuanji's arrival and shook her head slightly when she saw that he had chosen such a secluded spot.
That's too low-key!
Often, reputation is not just empty fame. Without engaging in actual combat, the higher one's reputation, the easier it is to gain the sect's recognition and receive preferential treatment in terms of resources. He came to listen to the teachings this time because he wanted to show his face more in front of the Peak Master, and perhaps he would be valued and accepted as a disciple.
Many people showed disdain on their faces.
As expected of a peasant from the lower realms, he has no guts.
at the same time.
An indescribable, vast pressure spread out like a tide, instantly enveloping the entire training ground.
All whispers ceased abruptly.
Everyone instinctively looked up.
On the main seat of the high platform, a figure had quietly taken up a seat.
He was dressed in a simple Daoist robe, and there was no dazzling immortal light around him. Instead, he seemed to be integrated with the whole world. His face was indistinct, as if shrouded in thousands of Daoist charms. Only a pair of deep eyes, as deep as the starry sea, calmly looked down.
Immortal Lord Yunmiao, arrive!
The entire temple was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Only countless profound pronouncements of the Great Dao seemed to arise naturally from the depths of the void, lingering in the hearts of every listener.