Chapter 473: No mortals come and go, a pavilion is full of immortals
A few days later, a letter came from the flying sword, informing them that the time had come. Originally, Gu Qingyuan was supposed to go with the Taiqing Sect, but he didn't have many acquaintances in the Taiqing Sect. Feng Yang was the sect's head and was very busy, so going there would only cause more trouble. So they agreed on a time and decided to meet again at the venue of the ceremony.

After Gu Qingyuan turned into a breeze and traveled freely in the nine heavens and ten earths, he observed all the good and evil deeds in the world, and then visited Zhang Wuji before he used the rainbow escape method to go to the Xuanyuan Sect.

Before landing, I saw a fairy mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist, with rays of light and auspicious clouds paving the road leading to the top of the mountain. There were white cranes holding ganoderma, monkeys picking fruits, countless rare and precious herbs, as well as pavilions and towers. Fairy palaces and temples were hidden in the clouds, and the shadows were hazy. It was a truly holy land and a fairyland.

"I guess Xuanyuan Sect has taken out all the treasures from the bottom of the box in order to maintain its reputation. Yes, if it doesn't show off now, where else can it find a better opportunity to show off its prowess in front of others?"

Gu Qingyuan saw the clue at a glance. Not to mention the exotic animals like cranes and monkeys, they were just raised by the sect's disciples. Some of them had some new hair on their necks, so they must be the true disciples' mounts. They were put in animal pens and now released to show off their wealth. However, they had been wearing the animal pens for too long, so the hair and feathers on their necks fell off. If someone with a keen eye saw this, they would probably laugh at them in their hearts.

What he was paying attention to was the fairy mountain in front of him. There were restrictions engraved on every inch of this mountain. It took several generations of effort to cover the entire mountain with restrictions. The stone and soil were also of particular quality. They must have been collected from other places, and they were in line with the wonders of the five elements. The changes of yin and yang could produce all kinds of magic.

"This is a trick. It can refine an entire mountain into a treasure. You can carry the mountain gate with you. You can defend, attack, or escape. Once the sect's mountain protection formation is activated, the invading enemy will find it difficult to break in for a while. It can also be like the Fantian Seal, smashing down on the head and turning people into meat paste. Not bad, not bad, it is indeed a good treasure."

Gu Qingyuan praised, but there was no greed in his heart. He was no longer like when he first entered this world, with clean hands and no precious materials on his body. After all these years, he had some wealth.

What's more, he entered the Tao through refining instruments, and his skills are comparable to those of nature, creating something out of nothing. Even loess can be refined into pure gold. Although this fairy mountain is wonderful, in his opinion, it just has a little too much ingenuity. If he were to refine it, the quality would certainly not be like this, let alone activating the large formation and defending the mountain against the enemy. He can refine it into a solid wall of diamond, a stone man who eats soil, and can attack other fairy gates on his own without any orders.

The rosy clouds paved the way, auspicious colors welcomed the guests, and auspicious clouds served as stepping stones to form a cloud platform leading to the top of the mountain. In front of the mountain gate, there was a welcoming disciple, who was handsome and was checking the invitations, registering the names, and welcoming the guests. Then he asked people to lead all the immortal guests onto the cloud platform and go to the sect.

If there is no invitation, he will not be annoyed. He will carefully ask about the name and background, which ancient temple the person practices in, and which fairy mountain he lives in. After asking them one by one, he will let them go. I guess the seating will be arranged according to the level of their cultivation and the depth of their background.

The righteous ones were all very polite and did not make things difficult for the welcoming disciple. They all waited happily for the visitor to lead the way. They would chat with those they knew well, and would bow to those they did not know and ask their names. They looked like they had the demeanor of immortals.

Gu Qingyuan was also waiting on the side with a smile on his face. This was the right thing to do, only this kind of behavior could be called welcoming guests. Those who had eyes on their heads, judged people by their cultivation and clothing, were arrogant, and found fault with others and made sarcastic remarks before the sect leader even spoke, that was not called welcoming guests, that was called making enemies.

"Daoist Qinghong has arrived early?"

Gu Qingyuan was not surprised when he heard the greeting. He turned around and looked at Feng Yang: "I came a step earlier and didn't wait long. I didn't expect that it was Brother Feng Yang who came in person."

Feng Yang bowed his head and said, "You fellow Daoists also know that it is inconvenient for Grandmaster Yuanli to come out. If someone is blind enough to offend the Grandmaster and disrupt the event, it will be bad. My fellow disciples in the sect are busy with worldly affairs, and only the sect leader like me has some free time. I just happened to have some free time, so I will go and take a look."

Yuan Li lost all his cultivation and became a mortal. In this righteous Dharma Assembly, people coming and going are all cultivators. If he fails to collect his breath in time, he will inevitably be embarrassed. If he really comes, the people in the Xuanmen will give him some face, but it is inevitable that some of them are confused and want to step on the Taiqingmen to become famous. There are many people like this. Gu Qingyuan heard that Feng Yang had resentment in his heart. Yuan Li saved a lot of people. Although the matter of abdication had been decided long ago, some of the cultivators who survived must have behaved unworthy of this kindness. He was speaking up for Yuan Li.

"Yansheng is here too, come over here and let me take a look."

Gu Qingyuan said, looking at Wang Yansheng who was following behind Feng Yang and hiding in the crowd of Taiqing Sect disciples. He didn't care what Feng Yang thought of him. He was a smart man who had lived for thousands of years. Even if he couldn't understand this truth, he couldn't stand here alive.

Saying those words was nothing more than expressing an attitude to Gu Qingyuan, indicating that they were in the right. If anyone made trouble in the following ceremony, they could use this as an excuse to fight back. Gu Qingyuan was invited by the Taiqing Sect, so he was naturally the one in the right. After all, this ceremony was not necessarily a good one, but more like a Hongmen Banquet.

Let's not talk about the promotion of Xuanyuan Sect and the need to establish prestige. Let's just talk about the matter of exorcising the demon. There are some considerations as to who should go, which sect should provide the work, and which Xuanzong should provide the money. If there are some arrogant people, the credit should be divided up before the demon-exorcism is completed.

"After all, only a very small number of people have seen Fengdu's methods. Most of them have heard about it from hearsay. Practitioners are inherently stubborn and arrogant. No one has ever been submissive to anyone else. You fled in panic, but I was able to deal with it properly. Doesn't this mean that I am better than you?"

"I'm afraid I'll have to see some clown show at the meeting. It's not unfair that they will all be the dead ghosts of Fengdu Swordsman in the future."

Gu Qingyuan patted Wang Yansheng on the shoulder and said, "You look stronger now. It seems that Taiqingmen is indeed your blessed land."

Wang Yansheng smiled shyly: "Master and uncle treat me very well, and my fellow apprentices are also very friendly. I haven't seen you for a long time, but you have become more and more charming."

Gu Qingyuan pointed at him and said to Feng Yang: "He has grown up and can talk to please others. If he goes down the mountain, he can also trick a few fairies and earn money back to Taiqing Sect."

A few people came to the platform chatting and laughing, and after signing up, a ray of guiding fairy light shone, lifting the group up to the sky, and soon they reached the top of the mountain.

The scene on the top of the mountain was huge, with people crowded around. When they saw the guiding fairy light falling, they knew that people from a large sect had arrived, and they all came to watch. A purple-robed disciple from the Xuanyuan Sect broke through the crowd and came towards them. He whispered a few words to Feng Yang, then glanced at Gu Qingyuan, and then led Feng Yang and Gu Qingyuan to the Fairy Pavilion in the field.

As soon as one entered the pavilion, some people took their seats early. Those sitting there were not ordinary people, but masters from the four immortal mountains, old monks from the Buddhist temples in the deep mountains, the world's top sword immortals, nuns who practiced Zen, as well as the founders of various sects and the true disciples of Taoism. They could be said to be the righteous immortals in the pavilion, and it was truly full of talents.

(End of this chapter)