Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

Chapter 2017 Passage Token, Casual Chat

Followed by.

The leading vice minister of the association raised his hands in a respectful gesture, his voice loud and clear, echoing throughout the entire mountain gate square.

"I am the Deputy Director of the Registration Department of the Monks' Association."

"We have been sent to offer our congratulations, and we hope that Brother Xuanpan will not be offended by our uninvited arrival and our abruptness at this grand gathering."

Xuanpan Zhenjun quickly bowed in return, his face full of sincere smiles and his demeanor humble:

"It is an unparalleled honor for our Dingyuan Clan to have an envoy from the Association personally visit our sect."

"There is no question of blaming you; the messenger is exaggerating."

After a few simple pleasantries...

This Nascent Soul True Monarch from the association didn't waste any words or attend the celebration banquet; he went straight to the point, stating the true purpose of his trip:

"First of all, congratulations on your successful breakthrough and entry into the ranks of great cultivators."

My visit this time is not simply to offer congratulations, but to deliver a decree on behalf of the Association's Hall of Merit.

"Fellow Daoist, please receive the divine decree."

As soon as he finished speaking,

With a flick of his wrist, a stream of light flew out of the storage bag and landed steadily in his palm.

It was a scroll of gilded cloud-patterned spiritual silk, its edges wrapped with delicate purple lightning-like Daoist patterns. The oppressive power of heavenly thunder faintly emanated from it, carrying the solemn and majestic aura unique to official decrees.

This is precisely the official decree of the monks' association.

The envoy spoke in a loud voice, and his majestic pronouncement echoed through the mountains:

"【Order of the Hall of Merit】"

Heaven and earth reward merit, the path to immortality judges virtue.

"Now there is Xuanpan Zhenjun of Dingyuan Sect, who went into seclusion to comprehend the Dao, and broke through the realm in one day, successfully stepping into the ranks of great cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage."

On ordinary days, they guard the sect's territory, deter evil cultivators and demons in the surrounding area, protect the peace of the local people, and help maintain the order of the cultivation world for many years. Their merits are obvious and can be seen by all.

Considering your progress in cultivation and your contributions to the stability of the sect and the overall prosperity of the cultivation world, Xuanpan Zhenjun is hereby appointed as the Honorary Minister of the Association.

They will not be required to handle the association's daily routines and will enjoy all the privileges of a full minister.

All deacons and staff members under the association must be treated with courtesy and answer any questions they may have.

He is also granted a Thunder Abyss Passage Talisman, which allows him to freely enter and exit the entire forbidden area.

Now that I have bestowed upon you this honorary title and precious treasure, I hope that you will henceforth uphold your original heart and Daoist principles, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, cultivate steadily, abide by the laws of the cultivation world, and safeguard the peace of this region.

If any association rules are violated in the future, all awards and honors bestowed this time will be revoked.

The association will not tolerate or condone both old and new offenses.

July, 203rd year of the Daoist calendar.

"Personally approved by the Master of the Hall of Martial Arts, with the Xuanlong Jade Seal as proof."

After the imperial edict was read,

The golden Daoist aura slowly receded, but the aura of the Xuanlong Jade Seal still lingered on the silk scroll.

now.

A flicker of uncontrollable elation and joy flashed across Xuanpan Zhenjun's eyes.

He quickly straightened his robes, bowed ninety degrees, and spoke with a respectful and solemn tone:

"Xuan Pan, obey the imperial decree and receive the order!"

He solemnly accepted the gilded decree with both hands, carefully placing it into his personal storage jade box, then looked up and extended a warm invitation:

"The envoy traveled a long way, weary from his journey, and endured great hardship."

Our sect has already prepared celestial wines, spiritual delicacies, and rare treasures. We cordially invite the envoy to rest in our sect's main hall, so that our Dingyuan Sect may extend its hospitality.

The Nascent Soul envoy from the association gently shook his head, his expression unchanged, and politely declined:

"I appreciate your kindness, fellow Daoist."

However, the association is very busy with official duties, and I have several sects to visit to read out the decrees. My schedule is tight, and it is really inconvenient for me to stay any longer. I hope you will understand, fellow Daoist.”

"Since you have official duties to attend to, I will not insist on keeping you here."

Xuanpan Zhenjun nodded knowingly, then changed the subject, taking out an exquisitely crafted storage bag with restrained spiritual light and presenting it with both hands.

"This is just a small gift to express our feelings; the envoy must not refuse it any further."

The association's envoy maintained a calm demeanor, revealing not a trace of greed, and casually flicked the wide sleeves of his blue Taoist robe.

Without any extra movement, the storage bag filled with rare and precious materials and spirit stones silently flew into his sleeve and was properly stored.

The entire set of movements was fluid and extremely skillful.

Obviously!

He had experienced the same scene countless times in his daily life and was used to it.

"Thank you for your generous gift, fellow Daoist." The envoy bowed respectfully and said no more.

"Official business is urgent, so I must take my leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking,

He soared into the air, taking two Golden Core stewards with him as three streaks of azure light, and instantly flew into the treasure ship in mid-air.

next moment,

The treasure ship's spiritual light surged, piercing the sky and disappearing into the distance in an instant.

It quickly disappeared into the horizon.

Xuanpan Zhenjun stood before the mountain gate, watching the treasure ship disappear completely before slowly withdrawing his gaze.

He glanced at the thousands of cultivators outside the mountain gate, all filled with envy and despair at the chance to enter the sect, and spoke in a loud voice that echoed throughout the entire area:

"Today is my breakthrough celebration, and all cultivators in the world are my guests."

Unfortunately, due to limited space at the mountain gate and the large number of fellow Daoists, it is inconvenient for all of you to enter the mountain for the banquet.

I hope my friends will be understanding and not take offense.

After all,

He turned to the sect's Grand Elder, who was bowing and waiting beside him, and gave the order in a deep voice:

"By my order, the entire plaza outside the mountain gate shall be set up with a continuous banquet, and the sect's treasured spirit wine, spirit rice, and delicacies shall be brought out to entertain all guests free of charge."

Make sure every fellow Daoist eats and drinks well, so as not to waste today's grand gathering.

"Disciple obey!"

The elder bowed and accepted the order, then immediately turned and went to arrange the various matters.

Upon hearing this, the thousands of independent cultivators and cultivators from small and medium-sized families outside the mountain gate were overjoyed. They all bowed deeply in salute, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Xuanpan!"

"May the Great Dao prosper forever, may your path to immortality be smooth, and may your lifespan be eternal!"

"..."

Cheers rose and fell, lasting for a long time.

Xuanpan Zhenjun responded with a calm smile and a slight nod.

He then turned and stepped into the sect's protective formation, returning to the sect to preside over the subsequent celebrations.

This grand celebration, which attracted widespread attention and a large number of guests,

Together with the continuous banquet outside the mountain gate, the festivities lasted for a whole month before gradually coming to an end.

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

This day.

Under a clear blue sky, a strong wind swept across the mountains.

A highly refined stream of blue-white light suddenly shot out from within the majestic Dingyuan Sect's mountain gate.

The light, shaped like a shuttle boat, was enveloped in a thick and warm spiritual energy shield. It broke through layers of clouds and seas of clouds at an extreme speed.

In the blink of an eye, it swept across the endless green mountains and the vast lakes, breaking through the low-lying clouds.

It eventually disappeared into the vast horizon.

Only a faint trace of spiritual energy remained.

Moments later, it was completely blown away by the strong winds at high altitude, leaving no trace.

Ten thousand meters above the ground, fierce gales howled and roared, and the gale, powerful enough to tear apart the flesh of a Golden Core cultivator, crashed hard against the protective shield of the flying boat, creating ripples.

Below, the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces, the sacred mountains and great rivers, the fields and forests receded rapidly like flowing water, appearing as small as sand table ornaments, with all the human world's hustle and bustle completely isolated by the sea of ​​clouds.

Inside the airship, however, was a warm and peaceful place, completely different from the violent high-altitude winds outside.

The cabin was spacious and elegant, with the floor paved with cloud-patterned spiritual bricks that absorbed spiritual energy.

The surrounding walls are engraved with meditation spells to stabilize the mind and block out noise.

In the center stood an antique sandalwood table, upon which rested two ice jade spirit cups.

A pot of ancient spirit wine, shimmering with a faint blue aura, filled the entire cabin with its fragrant aroma, soothing and delightful.

On either side of the long table, two elderly men dressed in simple Taoist robes sat facing each other, looking relaxed and at ease.

Both were Nascent Soul stage cultivators, their auras unfathomable, and their bodies spontaneously shrouded in a faint, ethereal Daoist charm.

It was none other than Xuanpan Zhenjun, the patriarch of Dingyuan Sect, and his good friend Longhu Zhenjun, with whom he had known for a thousand years and had shared life and death several times.

The two raised their hands and drank a mouthful of mellow spiritual wine. As the wine entered their throats, a warm spiritual energy instantly flowed through their limbs and bones.

All the fatigue accumulated from daily intensive training and seclusion dissipated.

They chatted casually about everyday matters and shared interesting stories about spiritual practice, creating a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

During casual conversation,

Their conversation naturally turned to the Great Dao cultivation that cultivators pursue throughout their lives.

Upon hearing this, Dragon Tiger True Lord lowered his eyes and glanced at his slightly wrinkled palms.

A deep sense of envy and a hint of undisguised loneliness welled up in his eyes, and he let out a long sigh.

His voice, tinged with endless melancholy, slowly began to speak:

"Brother Dao has successfully broken through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, taking a single step and leaving me far behind. It is truly the envy of everyone."

The gates to the path of semi-divine enlightenment are now fully open to you.

Given the right opportunity, they will have ample confidence to challenge for the Divine Transformation Realm in the future.

In contrast, I have cultivated diligently for over two thousand three hundred years, never daring to slack off for a single day, yet my cultivation level remains stuck at the peak of the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Like a bird trapped in a cage, unable to make any progress.

The bottleneck was as solid as a mountain; no matter how much I studied countless Daoist techniques, I could not budge it even an inch.

"I'm afraid I'll never reach the late Nascent Soul stage in my lifetime."

Seeing the lingering disappointment and self-doubt in his old friend's eyes, a knowing glint flashed in Xuanpan Zhenjun's eyes.

Although he felt a sense of pride and joy at breaking through to a higher level, he quickly suppressed his excitement out of consideration for their years of friendship. With a gentle expression, he spoke softly to comfort him.

"My old friend, please don't underestimate yourself like that. Cultivation is going against the natural order, and bottlenecks and obstacles are the norm."

Moreover, we have been cultivating for about the same age, both being veteran Nascent Soul cultivators with over two thousand years of experience.

I didn't achieve my goals through hard work and experience, nor did I have a smooth journey.

In reality, I was stuck at the peak of the mid-Nascent Soul stage for over eight hundred years.

A year ago, I was still helpless in the face of a bottleneck in the later stages of the game. My powerful spiritual energy was trying to break through it, but it was like water crashing against an ancient iron wall, remaining completely unmoved.

I felt the same despair as you did back then.

Having said that,

Xuanpan Zhenjun raised his eyes and looked out at the surging sea of ​​clouds outside the window, a mysterious look of reminiscence appearing in his eyes.

"Until July 7th of last year, which happened to be the day of the ebb and flow of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."

I climbed alone to the summit of the sect, the Viewing Platform, and looked down upon the sunrise over the vast sea of ​​clouds.

In an instant, his mind became clear and empty, all worldly distractions and obsessions with cultivation vanished, and his Daoist heart became pure and flawless.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the heavy bottleneck that had plagued me for eight hundred years melted away silently, like snow in spring meeting the warm sun, and I naturally stepped into the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

On the path of spiritual practice, the concepts of fate and destiny are mysterious and unpredictable, and can never be forced by human effort.

Your lifespan is still ample, and the road ahead is long; you must not give up easily.

As True Lord Longhu listened quietly to True Lord Xuanpan recount his breakthrough opportunity, a strange pang of sorrow welled up in his heart as he observed the other's composed and serene demeanor, revealing his perfect Dao heart.

It's like having an unripe sour jujube in your mouth; the sourness spreads throughout your body, and you're filled with envy.

He remained silent for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and looked up at Xuanpan Zhenjun with a look of expectation and curiosity.

"Brother Dao, the Cultivator Association has specially bestowed upon you a [Thunder Abyss Passage Talisman], a top-tier treasure in the world."

I have been in seclusion all day long, and have only heard of the fame of this thing, but have never had the chance to see it with my own eyes.

"Would you allow me to examine it up close?"

As soon as this word comes out,

A clear hint of hesitation flashed across Xuanpan Zhenjun's eyes.

If it were another elder from the sect, or a casual acquaintance from the cultivation world...

He wouldn't even need to think for a moment before he would refuse outright.

This Thunder Abyss Passage Talisman is extremely rare, with only a handful issued annually across the entire cultivation world.

It cannot be refined or replicated.

It is a truly priceless treasure.

This item appears to lack any offensive or defensive capabilities, cannot enhance cultivation, and cannot heal or facilitate escape. However, it is the sole credential for entering the True Dragon Sea and the Forbidden Sea.

It is also the key ticket to the path of semi-respect.

Its value far surpasses that of all the finest magical treasures and rare spiritual objects.

There can be no carelessness whatsoever

Showing yourself to others rashly is a major taboo.

But as his thoughts raced, he looked at his old friend, who had been with him for a thousand years and had saved him from life-or-death crises countless times. Their bond had long surpassed that of blood relatives.

At this moment, the Dragon Tiger True Lord looked at him expectantly, but the words of refusal were on the tip of his tongue and he could not bring himself to say them.

Thinking of this.

The last trace of worry and hesitation in my heart vanished quickly.

Xuanpan Zhenjun sighed softly and stopped worrying about it.

With a flick of his wrist, a palm-sized, sealed jade box carved from warm jade appeared out of thin air in his palm.

The jade box is warm and smooth, with a restrained glow. The box is covered with ancient forbidden patterns that are extremely intricate and interwoven. The patterns are interlocked and layered, concealing deadly traps.

If anyone forcibly breaks open the jade box, the talisman will instantly burn itself out and turn into ashes.

This single, top-tier seal alone demonstrates the extreme value that True Lord Xuanpan places on this travel talisman.

next moment,

Xuanpan Zhenjun gathered spiritual light at his fingertips and flicked his finger lightly.

hum-

All the intersecting restriction patterns on the entire jade box simultaneously lit up with a deep blue spiritual light.

Profound Taoist principles permeated the cabin.

Followed by.

A crisp, light click rang out.

Snapped!

The seal broke on its own, and the jade box lid slowly popped open.

A talisman, crackling with lightning and outlined with gold, lay quietly inside the jade box.

Leaping purple lightning arcs danced endlessly across the surface of the talisman, and dense lightning patterns were imprinted on the talisman paper.

Its edges were intertwined with strands of golden spiritual light, exuding an ancient and boundless aura of heaven and earth.

Exceptional quality

It is far superior to any talisman made by an ordinary cultivator.

This is the precious treasure, the Thunder Abyss Passage Talisman, which was personally issued and gifted to True Monarch Xuanpan by the Cultivator Association a month ago.

Apart from this pass, there is no other way in the world to enter the two seas.

Without this pass, no matter how many spirit stones or magic treasures you have, or how powerful your background is, it will all be in vain.

They would definitely be directly rejected by the ancient formation.

They were even severely injured by the backlash from the formation.

Immediately!

With a solemn expression, True Lord Xuanpan carefully took out the Thunder Abyss Passage Talisman and steadily handed it to True Lord Longhu.

...(End of this chapter)