Whether it's the twelve guardian spiritual veins or the Pinglu Mountain Range behind them, their imposing presence is truly awe-inspiring when they stand tall in this Boundless Wilderness.
However, no mortal heirs were born inside or outside the temple, so it failed to attract a large number of people's attention.
Although cultivators roam between heaven and earth, they possess power that transcends the mortal realm.
Even though cultivators are capable of shaking the heavens and earth and are omnipotent, their original origins were still those of mortal heirs.
Perhaps in the eyes of cultivators, the power of mortal heirs is truly beneath their notice.
But there was always an unseen premonition that only a sufficient population could support the development of the cultivator faction.
Therefore, dense populations have sprung up outside the blessed lands of various sects and clans.
It is precisely because of the countless mortal heirs that the major sects and clans have a continuous source of reserve energy.
The relationship between cultivators and mortal heirs is one of mutual cause and effect. It is said that there are countless cultivators in the world, and there are also many powerful figures who have grown up over the years.
But what about the number and scale of heirs in ordinary households?
Blessed lands are the ancient strongholds of major sects, and their surroundings are inevitably densely populated.
The cultivators are exploring the Boundless Wilderness, while the mortal heirs are also exploring the wilderness.
The two are mutually causal and mutually corroborative, which is why they were able to truly gain a foothold within the Earth Realm.
Although the Pinglu Mountain Range stand majestically in the Boundless Wilderness, they are only frequented by cultivators.
Despite the True Lord's best efforts, unfortunately no human habitation has been established there.
The monks come and go freely, without any constraints; even if they stay within the temple grounds, they are merely passing through.
Even with a large number of cultivators within the dojo, the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary remained adrift and without a home, like a floating duckweed.
Without a densely populated area, there wouldn't be enough backup forces, which determined that it was just a large-scale temple, not a blessed land.
Xu Long then approached the outer protective spiritual vein and stopped in front of a mountain.
The Vulture King circled continuously in the air, and was instantly put away by the time Xu Long turned over.
"Halt! Who goes there and what business it is!"
A tremendous sound suddenly came from the mountains.
The rolling sound waves spread around the dojo, and even after passing through a thin layer of light, the trembling sound still reached Xu Long's ears.
The cultivators stationed among the mountains naturally saw many cultivators knocking on their doors, their voices carrying an inherent air of authority.
This question was extremely concise, serving both to categorize cultivators and to register them, allowing these numerous cultivators to quickly find what they needed within the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
Of course, this is also for the purpose of accurate pricing.
Xu Long, dressed in a blue robe, stopped before this layer of light.
As he approached, he used his will to probe the outer area of the training ground. When his will was blocked, he knew that there must be a defensive formation among these mountains.
The rolling sound waves passed through the light screen without any obstruction, which startled Xu Long. This Perfected Lord Pinglu was truly a master of formations!
After expressing their feelings, they transmitted their identities via telepathy and then paid 100 High-Grade Spirit Stone before being allowed to enter the dojo.
Xu Long guessed that the telepathic communication was to protect the privacy of the cultivators. After all, this was in the Boundless Wilderness, and at this stage, the cultivators had probably committed many murders and robberies.
After paying Spirit Stone, one would be given a jade token containing Xu Long's information to help deal with inspections by patrolling cultivators within the dojo.
Xu Long looked around at the groups of cultivators. Each time they came in and out, they could generate thousands of Spirit Stone for the Daoist temple. And that was just what they collected every day.
After the identity was verified by telepathy, a jade token was issued, which meant that he had a temporary green card within the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
One hundred High-Grade Spirit Stone can only be used to stay in the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary for one month, and that's just staying inside the dojo.
If you wish to rent a cave for cultivation, or enter the main mountain range to meet the True Lord and hear his teachings, you will need to pay extra.
Xu Long identified himself as Yunmo of the Jade Screen Sect School. After receiving their respective jade tokens, they lined up one by one to enter the dojo.
The jade token seemed to possess a certain spirituality when held in one's hand. For cultivators outside the dojo, this small jade token served as a temporary identity document, and was also an essential item for entering the dojo.
The array formations and tassels scattered throughout the mountains were no ordinary objects; without this jade token to identify oneself, one would definitely be expelled from the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
When Xu Long entered the light curtain, he deliberately focused his will on the outside.
Although he had heard of the power of the formation of the Perfected Lord Pinglu, he still wanted to explore its mysteries.
After distributing the jade tokens, the resident cultivators in the dojo no longer prevented cultivators from entering.
They watched calmly as the cultivators surveyed the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary, seemingly unconcerned about any potential treacherous individuals among them.
Perhaps because Perfected Lord Pinglu had established his authority in this Boundless Wilderness, even as a powerful Golden Immortal, he was still an unapproachable figure to the cultivators who were pouring in at this time.
Therefore, most of the cultivators stationed inside and outside the temple did not pay much attention to the cultivators' investigations.
As the garrisoned cultivator spoke earlier, it became clear that this light barrier offered no obstruction to the cultivators inside; their Magic Power and voice could be easily transmitted outwards.
However, Xu Long did not see any light barrier when he approached the dojo.
This layer of light appears very thin; if one enters without paying attention, one will fall into the formation.
The True Lord's arrangements were extremely detailed, and most of the cultivators who came to knock on the door held the Perfected Lord Pinglu in high esteem.
If someone is truly arrogant and looks down on Perfected Lord Pinglu, insisting on barging into the Daoist temple, then the defensive formation will instantly trap them.
Xu Long watched as the cultivators, each holding a jade token, filed in. Being new to the place, he dared not force his way in, but instead extended his will beyond the light barrier.
I had hoped to find some loopholes on the outside to see the true nature of this Daoist temple's defensive formation.
The condensed will gradually dispersed in the air. As he approached the dojo, Xu Long knew of the existence of the light barrier, so he deliberately dispersed his will beforehand.
This is a method of breaking down the whole into smaller parts. After all, the defensive formation of a dojo encompasses both the inner and outer areas.
However, precisely because of this, some formations often have loopholes when in operation.
Misalignment of the array flags and banners during deployment will affect the operational mechanism of the array.
Xu Long's desire to investigate the formation was not a pipe dream, but rather stemmed from his sufficient confidence in his own Power of Oblivion.
After all, it had already been tested many times in the previous small world, and the all-encompassing Power of Oblivion had broken through many large formations.
He wanted to see if his Power of Oblivion would have any miraculous effect against the defensive formation created by Perfected Lord Pinglu.
His will gradually spread out in the air, and when he carefully touched the light screen, Xu Long immediately circulated the Magic Power within his body.
The Power of Oblivion silently adhered to that will, as it entered the light barrier.
Xu Long suddenly felt his will become heavy, as if he were sinking into quicksand, no longer as light as before.
As the Power of Oblivion continued to be output, the formation in front was indeed broken in quite a bit.
Xu Long focused his mind, wanting to go straight into the dojo, but the Power of Oblivion separated the energy within the formation.
However, his willpower was indeed turning deeper and deeper, making it quite difficult to move, and Xu Long's brows furrowed.
A strange feeling arose in his heart, and he thought to himself: There really is something strange about this formation!
Seeing that his will was trapped within it, and for a moment he seemed unable to advance or retreat, Xu Long had no choice but to continue channeling the Power of Oblivion into his body.
Meanwhile, inside the temple grounds, a Luan Crane suddenly rose from the mountain stream, its slender body circling upwards along the mountainside.
As a Luan Crane took flight, countless tassels and banners rose up amidst the mountain scenery.
What was originally fluttering in the wind has changed shape in an instant; the huge array flags buried deep underground have also changed.
The unusual appearance of the array flags scattered throughout the dojo could not be hidden from the garrisoned cultivators.
Sensing that the defensive formation was malfunctioning, all the cultivators within were jolted awake.
"I don't know who's testing the defensive formation, but the array flags in this mountain stream have been changing one after another, even attracting Luan Crane to take flight."
"Hahaha, perhaps some cultivator is overestimating himself and has come to test the strength of my Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary. Know that the True Lord has been preparing here for a long time; how could a mere individual like you possibly fathom its depths!"
"Over the years, countless cultivators have come to my Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary, and the three forces have frequently investigated, yet have any unusual occurrences occurred that have shaken my Dojo?"
The stationed cultivators were surprised to see the Luan Crane take flight, and knew that the array flags had been moved. After a moment's thought, they realized that someone was testing the strength of the defensive array.
The garrisoned cultivators paid no attention, each occupying their own quarters within the dojo, their divine eyes occasionally sweeping across the inside and outside of the dojo.
The power of the True Lord had been deeply ingrained in their hearts for a long time, and could not be shaken by a mere cultivator.
Xu Long and the other cultivators outside also noticed the strange occurrence within the dojo.
The various cultivators who entered had different expressions, each wondering: Which group of cultivators has come to test the defensive formation again?
But at this moment, all the cultivators remained on the sidelines, completely unmoved by the strange occurrence, perhaps secretly hoping for something in return.
Just how powerful was the Daoist formation? Or would it leave an unforgettable lesson for a cultivator who was unaware of its true strength?
Xu Long slowly lowered his head, his left eye completely white, and the golden light emanating from his eye swept across the array.
Blurry scenes floated in my mind, and invisible rays shot out from within that layer of light.
The rays within the formation seemed inexhaustible, all drawn from the ground.
It is directly connected to the spiritual vein by that huge array flag, which is why it has an endless supply of energy to drive it.
The will is trapped because the rays capture the dissenting thoughts. These layers of rays are like countless hands and feet, and when they converge, they firmly restrain the will.
Xu Long's released will was already deeply immersed in it, and even with the Power of Oblivion attached, it broke through the obstacles in front of him.
But there is an endless supply of energy behind them, so the rays come at them without ceasing.
No wonder no cultivator has been able to break through the formation for so many years, because a cultivator's power is always limited.
It's impossible for it to be compared to an entire spiritual vein; it's perfectly normal for it to be blocked.
However, Xu Long was no ordinary cultivator. With the blessing of his Heavenly Eye, he sought an opportunity for transformation amidst the layers of rays.
The Power of Oblivion within his body surged forth at an accelerated pace, Indestructible Will surged ceaselessly within the formation.
Despite the immense pressure, Xu Long struggled to advance through the rays.
As the Power of Oblivion continued to pour in, the energy within the formation was fully activated.
The array flags buried deep underground moved continuously, while the tasseled banners in the mountain streams and among the peaks all floated up.
What was originally just an unusual mountain formation became agitated after Xu Long unleashed his Power of Oblivion and continued his advance, causing disturbances in the twelve surrounding spiritual veins.
The formations set up by Perfected Lord Pinglu were all based on the spiritual veins of the twelve Daoist temples, with the Pinglu Mountain Range as the main element, which is why the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary were connected as a whole.
At this moment, an unusual situation occurred inside the temple, which caused similar disturbances in the other eleven temples.
A rumbling sound echoed endlessly underground, and the movement of the array of flags created a tremendous commotion.
The array flags had been laid underground for an unknown period of time, and when they were suddenly disturbed, they all emitted unusual sounds.
The tassels and banners between the mountains and valleys were reversed, and the twelve small spiritual veins were activated.
The energy from the earth flowed directly into Xu Long's dojo, gradually creating a layer of light that illuminated the space between heaven and earth.
A massive pillar of light emanated from the Pinglu Mountain Range, and the other twelve spiritual veins condensed their immense energy beneath it.
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, the originally thin light curtain was rapidly becoming solid.
Even without consciously trying to perceive it, one can tell that there is an inviolable aura above that layer of light!
"What has triggered the defensive formation? Is a beast horde approaching? Where are the patrols? Report the situation immediately! All personnel on alert!"
A powerful and resounding voice burst forth from within the main mountain range.
The rolling sound waves even solidified into a tangible form, surging through the air like a tide.
The moment the twelve large formations were activated, the cultivators stationed in the Pinglu Mountain Range had already detected the commotion.
Although the voice sounded young, it carried an undeniable air of authority.
After bursting forth from within the main mountain range, the cultivators stationed in the surrounding dojos were all startled.
Then they all released their True Spirit and sent out people to quickly patrol the perimeter.
"No ferocious beast tides to the east!"
"No more ferocious beast tides to the west!"
"No more ferocious beast tides to the south!"
"There's no beast tide to the north, yet a cultivator has come knocking at the door!"
The cultivators stationed at each dojo reported on the situation at their respective dojos within a few breaths, and then nervously observed the scene outside the dojos.
The twelve temples, connected by a single branch, stand outside the Pinglu Mountain Range to protect the main lineage. The formation beneath the temples was personally laid out by the Perfected Lord Pinglu.
As a master of formations, Perfected Lord Pinglu naturally devoted his heart and soul to these twelve protective dojos.
The array flags and array bases were buried deep underground, directly drawing upon the spiritual veins, thus making these twelve excavated spiritual veins fertile ground for cultivators.
Even the previous hordes of ferocious beasts could not break through these layers of formations.
Every time a wave of ferocious beasts attacked, a tense atmosphere pervaded both inside and Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary.
But under the protection of these twelve spiritual veins and the safeguarding of this Golden Immortal Formation.
For many years, the Pinglu Daoist Sanctuary has stood unchanged in this Boundless Wilderness.
It is precisely because of these formations that cultivators are able to protect their civilization in the Boundless Wilderness.
At this moment, the formation malfunctioned, which alarmed the cultivators stationed between the main branches.