Chapter 40 Immortal Mansion
Gu Qingyuan remained calm and did not use his spiritual sense. He just searched with his eyes and gradually locked onto a young man.

The young man was about twenty years old, wearing a gray robe, holding a sword in his hand. He could sense the aura and had already established a foundation. His magic power was a little mixed, and he looked like a cultivator who was born and raised in the mountains and swamps.

Perhaps it was because my emotions were fluctuating too much just now that this idea popped up in my mind, and it has not developed any further since then.

This little idea needs to be improved, but this fairy palace...

Gu Qingyuan naturally knew that the one who established the foundation was called Zhenren, the Purple Palace was called Zhenjun, and was also called Human Immortal. Since it could be called the Immortal Palace, it must be a legacy of the Purple Palace.

Seeing the young man's eyes sweeping over him, Gu Qingyuan pretended not to know, walked out of the city, used the breath-concealing technique, and followed behind the young man.

The young man was quite cautious and must have known some witchcraft. He would scatter some tiny flying insects from time to time for exploration purposes.

After leaving the city gate, he took out a treasure, blew out a black wind to wrap himself, pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and a layer of ochre-colored magic power gathered outside the black air, and then he rode the wind away.

Having many and varied methods, being able to do everything but being good at nothing is also a major characteristic of casual cultivators.

Gu Qingyuan only covered it at the edge of his spiritual consciousness, and Tengyun followed from a distance. Fortunately, although the black wind was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, it was not as good as the Tengyun technique as a whole.

I still need to learn some techniques of turning rainbows into light, as my flying into the clouds is a bit slow.

Gu Qingyuan added another item to the notebook.

After walking for about half an hour, the black wind finally subsided. Gu Qingyuan hurriedly stepped down from the cloud, but did not move forward, just watched from afar.

The young man fell straight into a deep valley and disappeared.

Gu Qingyuan explored around and found that the place was deserted and there were no paths worn by travelers. There were two hills standing upright. The terrain in front of the hills was sunken, forming a deep valley. The valley was filled with water vapor, which should be a water vein or a deep pool.

There were faint voices of people talking in the valley, and it seemed that there were more than one person. In a blink of an eye, several streams of light flew into the valley, some riding on precious instruments, and some riding on auspicious clouds.

Gu Qingyuan activated his magical power to control the movement of the bones on his face. With a wave of his hand, he had a different face. He then took off his precious clothes, picked out a few inconspicuous items from his storage ring and put them on. After all this dressing, he looked like a native monk.

Seeing that more and more monks were coming and going, he did not climb the cloud, but just walked along.

"Brother, are you here for the Immortal Palace as well?" Halfway through the journey, Gu Qingyuan heard someone talking behind him.

Turning around, a middle-aged man came running towards me. He was wearing a purple Taoist robe, with a rosary in his hand, copper coins hanging around his neck, and a Taoist bun with a wooden hairpin inserted diagonally.

"That's right, brother, have you also got the news?" Gu Qingyuan bowed.

"Of course not. No one knows who spread the news of the birth of the Immortal Palace. It spread everywhere, causing a bunch of foundation-building cultivators to panic," the Taoist grinned, "I am Sande, and I am here to join in the fun."

Someone spread the news?

Gu Qingyuan also laughed happily: "So you are Taoist Sande, my name is Gu Changsheng."

"Oh, Brother Changsheng has a great name. Why don't we travel together?" Sande didn't care whether the name was true or false. Everyone has several identities when traveling outside.

"Go together."

The two of them entered the valley together, and sure enough, there was a large pond in the valley, several miles in radius, full of green. The valley was deep and narrow, blocking the sunlight, so only one-third of it was shimmering, and the rest was in the shade.

There was a big willow tree beside the pond, and a group of monks stood in different directions with the willow tree as the center.

"Wow, there must be forty or fifty people here." Sande sighed.

"Yeah, all the wandering cultivators from the surrounding area are here!" Gu Qingyuan chatted.

“Not only that, there may be people from other places who have received the news. With my eyes, I can recognize most of the local cultivators. Half of them here are strangers.” Sande shook his head.

Gu Qingyuan looked at him in surprise, and Sande grinned again: "Sande, I do some small business of matchmaking. People give me nicknames and I know where to go. Brother Gu, please take care of my business when you are free."

"Of course, of course." The two were still talking when they heard the group of monks making a noise.

"I'm coming."

"It's time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sunlight that separated the water surface shifted and slowly fell to the willow tree, dividing the large pool into two halves.

"The news said that the willow separated the yin and yang, the pond was divided into two, and the immortal palace appeared." Sande saw that Gu Qingyuan was a little puzzled, so he said this.

Sure enough, the clear green pool rolled like boiling water, and soon the water flowed out, revealing the muddy bottom. The old willow tree fell down and smashed down. This smash actually made a hole in the bottom of the pool. The bottom of the pool was cracked, and a seven-colored misty divine light was emitted, accompanied by a little spiritual charm.

A group of casual cultivators were furious.

"It's Lingyun. There must be some inheritance left in the mansion."

"Mine, don't grab it, I'll explore the way first."

"Everyone, it depends on your ability!"

A group of cultivators flew into the crack at the same time, but Gu Qingyuan and Sande, who were staring at Lingyun, suddenly changed their expressions.

Gu Qingyuan no longer hid his intentions and ran away with the auspicious cloud.

Then Sande took out a wheel from his arms, made hand gestures and chanted a spell, spit out a breath of real fire, stepped on the fire wheel, and bit Gu Qingyuan from behind.

At the same time, there were three or five figures who used various methods to escape.

"Brother Sande, Lingyun has appeared in the world. Why are you following me instead of going to take advantage of the opportunity?" Gu Qingyuan urged his magic power and said to Sande who was stepping on the fire wheel behind him.

"Brother Gu, you are still criticizing me, but you run much faster than me." Sande replied while spitting out true fire and gathering strength.

A cloud of auspiciousness and a flash of fire spread out for a thousand miles before they just stopped.

"You scared me to death." Sande blew out the fire and put it in his arms, "Immortal Palace, ugh, it should be the Underworld."

Gu Qingyuan also felt the same way. If the immortal palace was shining brightly and a precious treasure was unearthed, it would be a good thing. But if there was the spiritual charm of the Purple Palace immortal, it was most likely some old monster from the Purple Palace was fishing.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a loud bang from a thousand miles away, and a bamboo pole came across, more than a thousand meters away. There was a thin thread hanging down the bamboo pole, and with a gentle flick, it caught the fish in the pool and flew into the sky.

Gu Qingyuan and Sande stared at each other in silence for a long time.

"It's the fisherman in Sumeru Sea." Sande wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"Fisherman?"

"Oh, Brother Gu, don't you know? This place is Yan Country, under the jurisdiction of Xiaju Sect, one of the three major sects. Thousands of miles to the north, it borders the Xumi Sea. It is considered a vicious group of demons, and the fisherman is also a well-known one among that group of vicious people."

Sande is indeed a gossiper and he speaks very coherently.

"But the methods used by this old fisherman are a bit rough. I have seen an old monster in the Purple Mansion who spread opportunities everywhere and opened the door to convenience. I don't know how many cultivators he led into the Dao. As they cultivated, they became the initiators of the magical powers of the Purple Mansion."

"People's hearts are so treacherous and the world is so difficult." Gu Qingyuan sighed.

"Of course not. Is there any better material in the world than the immortal foundation of the foundation-building period? It has its own minor magical powers. If it is nurtured for a hundred years with the power of the Purple Palace, it will be a good spiritual weapon."

As he was speaking, Gu Qingyuan tripped and a jade token appeared from the ground.

Is the talent for picking up powerful?
Gu Qingyuan picked up the jade token and saw "Sanyuan Water Capital" written on it. Sande came over to take a look, but before the two could react, the jade token shattered into pieces and turned into spiritual light, sweeping the two away.

(End of this chapter)