Watching Er Gouzi's departing figure, the man carrying the hoe let out a sigh.
"Ah, life and death are destined, this harmful Immortal dream!"
Shaking his head,
His heart was filled with deep regret.
The dense fog on Qingcheng Mountain was indeed unusual; the villagers' elders once ventured there themselves, and it was said that inhaling the mist made one feel refreshed, sowhat mystical.
But so what?
Even if there were truly Immortals residing on the mountain.
Would those lofty, flying Immortals ever consider a humble farr's boy like you?
Living a practical life is better.
Then,
He turned his gaze toward the dilapidated house before him.
It was the inheritance left to Er Gouzi by his ancestors.
Though rundown, it was still a house.
But now,
With Er Gouzi gone, it had beco an ownerless property.
Recalling Er Gouzi's words before leaving, the man hesitated for a mont, but couldn't resist entering the house.
For the villagers living in the mountain village, even a broken stool had its value.
...
The red evening glow bathed Qingcheng Mountain, covered in clouds and mist, making it even more mysterious. The auspicious glow stread like the pure land of the Immortals.
Incredibly brilliant.
As if an Immortal palace had descended upon the mortal realm.
Er Gouzi took a deep breath,
Steadfastly walking toward the mountain.
Er Gouzi, whose real na was Han Xiaofan, was the only child in his family.
His parents had raised him with utmost care and hardship since childhood.
A happy family.
However, a year ago, unpredictable storms arose, and disaster struck suddenly; his mother fell gravely ill, and his father, collecting herbs on the mountain to treat her, was attacked by a wild beast.
By the ti the villagers brought him back, he was barely breathing, and soon after passed away.
Unable to bear the blow, his mother left shortly after as well.
The death of both his parents was a huge blow to Er Gouzi.
This past year, he beca silent, and in the eyes of the villagers, Er Gouzi was no longer the cheerful boy he once was, becoming extrely withdrawn.
But the villagers didn't know that the once absent-minded and carefree living Er Gouzi had thought about many things during this year.
About death,
About the aning of life.
Words, he couldn't express.
But indeed, he had co to understand many things.
For the first ti, he realized how fragile life was.
He wanted to live, to live long, never to die.
He wanted to cultivate.
In legends, those who attained Great Divine Techniques shone as bright as heaven and earth, indestructible through eternity, he wanted to beco such a person!
If possible, Er Gouzi even wanted to reverse life and death and bring his parents back to life!
Han Xiaofan's will beca incredibly firm.
He wanted to cultivate, he wanted to beco those peerless figures standing at the pinnacle of the world!
He was ready to venture out and cultivate.
Because of this,
When the anomaly occurred on Qingcheng Mountain, Han Xiaofan was the first to head to the secluded mountaintop to find the Immortals hidden in the mist.
However, it was too difficult.
Since a month ago, Han Xiaofan had already climbed the mountain twenty-three tis,
But each ti, he wandered within the mist only to be inexplicably led out of the shrouded mountaintop, encountering no one, let alone an Immortal.
The repeated failures did not dishearten Han Xiaofan's determination.
Instead, it beca even more resolute.
He was determined to find the Immortal and request to be accepted as a disciple!
No matter how hard it was, he would accomplish it!
With unwavering faith,
Er Gouzi once again crossed mountains and ridges, ascending the mist-covered summit of Qingcheng Mountain.
In front, a dense fog seed to form a white wall, dividing the mountain into two worlds.
A world enveloped in white mist.
Er Gouzi let out a long breath.
It was already the twenty-fourth ti.
"I must, I must be accepted by the Immortal!"
He was about to step into the dense fog.
Suddenly,
The whole world abruptly underwent a great change!
Within a hundred-mile radius, the spiritual Qi of the entire mountains gathered abruptly, forming a vortex converging toward the sky above Qingcheng Mountain.
Unbeknownst to him,
A pitch-black, mountain-like thick cloud appeared in the sky overhead.
The gloomy sky shrouded the earth.
The dark clouds seed within reach.
Then,
A pressure, as divine as a deity, as mighty as heaven and earth, surged skyward, piercing through the heavens and earth!
At that mont, within a hundred-mile radius,
All living beings seed to feel as if their hearts were gripped by an invisible giant hand, about to be crushed!
Suffocating, terrifying!
Ti seed to halt under this boundless pressure!
Then,
A light,
Suddenly rose from the immortal mist, breaking through layer upon layer of clouds.
It was a swordlight.
An indescribably majestic swordlight.
The light pierced through the sun and moon, through the ninefold heavens, overshadowing the light of the sky, both above and below, the only brilliance was that of the sword!
The montum was like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth.
The sky was slashed by the invisible sword, the space shattered and fragnted, presenting a dark void, as if the world was about to be destroyed at this mont!
Er Gouzi was utterly stunned.
Standing there blankly, looking up at the sky, his mouth agape, almost able to fit a goose egg.
The entire sky,
Was shattered by the ascending swordlight, sweeping away the endless black clouds, the terrifying power shattering the layers of void, a pitch-black abyss shattered and spread in the nine heavens above.
Through the shattered, glass-like space, Han Xiaofan saw a scene he would never forget.
Rumble!
The sound of thunder roared, rippling and spreading, amidst the continuous bursts of electric sparks, a serene and ethereal sound pierced through from the space beyond the heavens!
It was an incredibly crisp sword hum!
An unremarkable Sword Grass, broke through the earth, the blades unfolding.
In a trance, all living beings within a hundred-mile radius.
Saw this scene through their Spiritual Sense.
The ordinary Sword Grass, as it unfolded, engaged in an unfathomable exchange with the heavens and earth, instantly triggering a celestial phenonon, creating a stunning scene like a natural disaster!
Cold light reflected in the sky, murderous intent overflowing!
Endless Sword Qi pierced the heavens and void, transforming into a great river in the sky, illuminating the void miles away.
Countless strong figures,
Felt the overwhelming Sword Qi like the sun plumting into the river, infinitely terrifying.
At once,
The entire Cultivation Realm was filled with turbulence.
And at this mont,
The protagonist at the center of this heavenly event, the source of the upheaval, reincarnated into a Sword Grass, Austin gazed at the fractured sky with a slight sigh:
"Though as ordinary as a common weed, free from karma, it is but a mortal object with mundane roots; to defy destiny, much ti is still needed."
"But this is enough!"
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