Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 5
Batch after batch of people came forward in turn, orderly.

Those who were eliminated were unwilling to really leave, and reluctantly gathered beside the stone steps halfway up the mountain, looking enviously at the lucky ones who had successfully passed the formation on the other side of the mountain road.

After many rounds of selection, almost everyone knows that once they step into a certain range, they will get lost in an illusion full of beautiful dreams.

In the illusion, they have what they desire the most in daily life. Those who are greedy for food and drink eat all the banquets in the world, those who love beauty are sunk in beauty every day, those who long for power become the most noble big men... and so on.

The only thing they have in common is that none of them can control themselves, and they are finally consumed by hallucinations, and the gap of desire is difficult to fill. After waking up exhausted, they only feel like a big dream.

Therefore, they also call this the mind-refinement path set up by the real immortals, which specifically tests whether people can grasp their own pious heart towards the Tao.

For those who have broken through the road of refining the heart, everyone cast admiring eyes in addition to envy.

Perhaps only such a person is qualified to be worthy of the word "Xianyuan" who can maintain his heart in front of the most desired things at his fingertips!

At this time, there are only seven or eight people left who have crossed the narrow uphill road. Among them are young sons, middle-aged rich businessmen, old people, and even middle-aged beautiful women...

Feeling the eager gazes cast by the eliminated people down the mountain, several of them were still a little unbelievable, and gasped and murmured to themselves: "I, I passed?"

Recalling the contents of the illusion, several people feel as if they have passed away, and even they don't know how they broke through the illusion.

It just seemed to be in a trance for a while, and suddenly felt a sense of unreality, and then woke up...

"The old man and the gods are predestined, it is destined by heaven." Among them was an old man leaning on a cane, although he just stood there indifferently, he was inexplicably majestic, making people afraid to approach.

He is the one who needs a servant to climb the mountain on his back. Now that strong domestic servant is still smiling and stagnating in the way of training his heart, but he just regained his senses in a blink of an eye, took his walking stick and climbed up the mountain alone.

"Eight, eight virtuous kings?!" Yang Huaiyu looked at the old man in a daze, and stepped forward to carefully support him: "Why is your old man here?"

The Eighth Sage King stroked his beard with a smile: "Why, the old man can't come to seek immortality if the younger generation of your Yang family can come? Besides, doesn't this prove that the old man is also a person who has a celestial destiny?"

Yang Huaiyu blushed: "Why are you so tired at such an ancient age? If you don't stay at home and wait for the official to call you, Shangxian won't run away."

The Eighth Wise King put away his smile, his expression became serious, his voice was slightly bitter and reminiscent: "You don't understand, immortal destiny, immortal destiny, if you don't fight, you will miss it."

Yang Huaiyu scratched the side of his ear, realizing that he really didn't understand.

In his opinion, if the officials knew that the real immortal had come to the world, they would definitely send someone to summon him immediately.

It's just that there will be nothing else for him at that time, a bunch of elderly people in the court hall will definitely scramble to surround Shangxian, he is the youngest son of the Yang family, and he can't even squeeze in.

If there is such a thing as fairy fate, it must be given priority to those of his father's generation.

However, he thinks that with the status of the Eight Sage Kings, even the officials have to be cautious, in terms of age and seniority, it seems that there is no need to go through this personally.

……

"Strange!" Above the sky, Zhang Yuqing casually let go of the young man who had been bullied by a strong man before, and said to himself: "Why is the mana being used continuously today, and there is no sign of fatigue after such a long time ?”

According to his level of Qi Refining Level [-], he has to control the flying sword, and at the same time, he has to use the magic spell to screen the crowd. Although he is not exhausted at this moment, he should feel that his dantian is slightly empty.

However, at this moment, his dantian is full of mana, and his meridians are running smoothly. Not only does he not feel tired at all, but he is refreshed, and he even feels more and more mana.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Zhang Yuqing withdrew most of his consciousness, looked inside his dantian, and found that he had a look full of aura and mana, and it didn't seem like he had been using the magic spell and the art of imperial energy for half an hour. generally.

It is related to the mana of the dantian, the lifeblood of practitioners. Since Zhang Yuqing has discovered something strange, he must thoroughly investigate the cause, otherwise even if it is a good thing, it will always make people worry about it.

"Mana... generated naturally?"

Looking inside, he easily noticed something was wrong.

With mixed spiritual roots like him, accumulating mana is a long process.

You have to start with the extraction of spiritual energy and refine the impurities bit by bit before you can accumulate a trace of pure mana.

But now, in the depths of his dantian, the purest and most refined mana is continuously and naturally derived, just like a natural process, which is no different from the mana he extracted himself.

"This kind of characteristic... is quite similar to the heavenly spirit root mentioned in the book!"

Zhang Yuqing was stunned, and Monk Zhang Er was also puzzled when he thought of the aura that helped him break through the mid-stage of Qi refining.

Suddenly, his whole body trembled, and his eyes cast downward.

Wherever he came into view, thousands of people all cast their begging and yearning gazes at him.

This idea is so huge that it almost turns into substance.

"It seems that the mana is getting more and more full since I appeared before the saint. If it looks like this, maybe it has something to do with the power of everyone's vows?"

"Just like what is recorded in ancient books, the ancient gods use faith as the source of power!"

"It's just that with the fourth catastrophe in the world of cultivating immortals, the divine way was completely shattered, and the gods who absorbed the faith died all the way, and the inheritance was broken. I have never heard of anyone who can collect vow power for their own use."

"So, my golden finger still has such a magical effect?"

Zhang Yu cleared his mind, looked radiant, and looked forward to how his cultivation would improve by leaps and bounds after establishing a complete force.

Only the wishes of thousands of people can allow him to enjoy the effect of the self-generated mana of the 'Tianlinggen', and there are a million people in Bianliang City!

If you bewitch... if you convince these millions of people, breaking through the foundation establishment will be just around the corner, right?
"It's time to give something real!" Zhang Yuqing murmured.

At this moment, the way he looked at these thousands of people was completely different from before.

Originally, I just regarded them as an 'audience' and a 'background', but I didn't expect them to have the potential to be a 'seed'.

As long as they use some methods from the immortal family to make them their own devout believers, the millions of believers in Bianliang City may not be a problem.

On the other hand, the faction's initial candidates were almost selected, so Zhang Yuqing deliberately accelerated the rotation of the crowd.

Not long after, more than [-] people in the entire Xishan experienced the "Mind Refining Road" and deeply enjoyed the effect of being confused by the enchantment.

Everyone has firmly believed in Zhang Yuqing's identity as a banished immortal, and the time has come.

(End of this chapter)