547: 305 Five Elents 547: 305 Five Elents The gates of the Five Elents Sect were located exactly in the Five Elents Mountain.
To be precise, it was the Five Elents Mountain Range!
This range consisted of dozens of peaks, winding and stretching across the land, resembling the spine of a giant dragon.
Among them, five peaks soared into the clouds, piercing the skies with their majestic and spectacular aura.
From a distance, they looked like five straight fingers, yet each was uniquely positioned.
“The Five Elents Sect is divided into five branches, each occupying one peak, naly Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, Yellow Dragon, White Tiger, and Xuanwu.”
“Yan Jingfeng’s master, Old Master Li, hails from Azure Dragon Peak.”
Fang Zhixing muttered to himself, knowing that his visit to the Five Elents Sect to seek relatives would inevitably involve interactions with the folk of the Azure Dragon Peak.
At that mont, Xigou telepathically asked, “So, do you want to keep a low profile, or make a grand entrance?”
Fang Zhixing paused montarily and replied, “I’m just here to claim an identity, no need to make a big fuss.”
Xigou understood and imdiately slowed down.
Before long, they arrived at the base of Five Elents Mountain.
Fang Zhixing and Jun Yao jumped down from Xigou’s back.
Jun Yao put on a cloak with a hood, covering her stunning face.
Xigou also shrank instantly, transforming into an ordinary-looking tailless dog.
The trio walked along the mountain road and soon saw a tall mountain gate.
Fang Zhixing stepped forward and looked up.
A rectangular plaque hung overhead, flamboyantly inscribed with three bold characters: Five Elents Sect!
“Who goes there, quickly state your identity!”
The gatekeeper appeared in a flash, a robust young man whose cultivation was at the peak of the Five Beasts Realm.
Such strength, in any county, would definitely make him a prominent figure.
But in the Five Elents Sect…
Fang Zhixing cupped his hands together and announced loudly, “Outer sect disciple An Baopu, specially here to acknowledge ancestry and return to the sect.”
The gatekeeper didn’t find this unusual and asked straightforwardly, “Who is your master, and do you have proof of identity?”
Fang Zhixing imdiately raised an Identity Token and explained in detail.
The gatekeeper glanced at the token, which depicted an Azure Dragon totem, and nodded, “So you’re from Azure Dragon Peak.”
He turned his head and called out, “Brother Wang, there’s an outer sect disciple from your Azure Dragon Peak visiting, co out and receive him.”
No sooner had he spoken!
A young man in a short, green martial arts uniform strolled out slowly, his face expressionless, looking rather aloof.
He glanced at Fang Zhixing, rubbed his fingers nonchalantly, and said, “Do you know the rules for outer sect disciples returning to acknowledge their ancestry?”
Fang Zhixing quickly responded, “I do.”
He took out a porcelain bottle and passed it over, it contained a Third Level Upper Grade at Pill.
This was called “the entrance gift.”
“Oh, a Third Level Upper Grade at Pill!”
The young man’s face lit up with delight, quite satisfied, and he warmly said, “My na is Wang Peng, from now on we are family, follow .”
Fang Zhixing followed closely.
Wang Peng led the way to a stone platform and took out a bell, shaking it several tis.
Ding ding dong dong~
The crisp and lodious sound of the bell spread afar.
Soon, a dense white smoke descended from the sky, slowly coalescing into a human shape, transforming into a white-haired, red-eyed mountain ghost.
The mountain ghost was robust, over six ters tall, bearing no trace of malice, sprawling on the ground obediently.
Wang Peng leapt onto the back of the mountain ghost and waved, “Co up, you two as well.”
Fang Zhixing and Jun Yao exchanged glances and both jumped onto it.
The back of the mountain ghost didn’t feel like a cushion of flesh but rather like stepping on sand.
Xigou quickly followed suit.
The next second, the mountain ghost rose, its limbs touching the ground, carrying them swiftly towards a high peak, ten ters in each stride, moving like a shooting star.
Amazingly, there was no sense of bumpiness on the back of the mountain ghost, surpassing any vehicular ride.
Xigou marveled telepathically, “The Five Elents Sect is pretty aweso, using a mountain ghost as a ans of transport.”
Fang Zhixing replied, “People of Taoism can communicate with Yin and Yang, controlling ghosts is just basic skills.”
Xigou thought about it and agreed, looking up ahead as he saw a fork in the road appear.
The mountain ghost unhesitatingly chose the path on the left and charged towards a peak that stood tall like a sword.
This peak was towering and lofty, seemingly touching the sky.
At the foot of the mountain stood a stone stele engraved with the large characters “Azure Dragon Peak.”
Fang Zhixing looked up towards the peak.
There, amidst the green pines and bamboos, shaded by trees, with flowers in accompanint, the peak was shrouded in mist, picturesque and poetic.
The mountain ghost did not stop but climbed directly up the mountain as if on flat ground.
Monts later, as they moved from the middle of the mountain upwards, one after another splendid and majestic halls and palaces began to appear.
The mountain ghost confidently ran towards a red wooden building and stopped outside the door.
“Here we are, get down.”
Wang Peng was the first to jump down in front of the door and walked inside.
Fang Zhixing and the others also gracefully landed and looked up at the plaque above the door.
“Miscellaneous Affairs Hall!”
Inside the door, there was a spacious hall.
It was rather quiet.
Only a white-robed old man was playing chess alone, placing the pieces silently, thoroughly enjoying himself.
Wang Peng walked over and yelled, “Old Qin!”
The white-robed old man lifted his eyelids, placed his hand by his ear, and mumbled, “What’s up?”
Wang Peng impatiently shouted, “There’s soone here to acknowledge his ancestry, you need to go through the motions for him.”
The white-robed old man stood up, his manner revealing his old age, trembling as if a gust of wind could blow him over.
Wang Peng nonchalantly sat down, poured himself a bowl of tea, crossed his legs, and started sipping leisurely.
Seeing this, Fang Zhixing’s mouth twitched slightly.
Xigou sniffed and telepathically comnted, “This old man slls terrifying, he is a high-level expert!”
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