On the day of the birth of Jia Yi, the founder of Lingshu Mountain, the group of cultivators came to celebrate, just like a banquet for immortals, and Zhang Shan, the head of Taishou Mountain, was also one of them.

Zhang Shan was the apprentice of Qingyang Sanren, the founder of Taishoushan who was famous all over the world in the world, and was also the third head of Taishoushan.

Taishou Mountain has gradually declined since Qingyang Sanren fell. Even if the second-generation head Zhang Ping and the third-generation head Zhang Shan maintain it with all their strength, they can only maintain the power of the second-rate sect.

The world's largest sect that was once famous, and the inheritance left by Qingyang Sanren, who stood at the peak, has also entered a state of sunset.

Zhang Shan, the third-generation head of Taishou Mountain, sat on the cloud bed in the fifth position of his left hand at the banquet. This was because of the arrangement of the thousand-year friendship between Lingshu Mountain and Taishou Mountain, as well as the arrangement of Taishou Mountain's ancestor Jia Yi.

Otherwise, because of his cultivation that had just broken through the third level, he had already broken through with external forces, his soul magic power was not pure and full of magazines, and his possibility of crossing the fourth level threshold was very slim. Some of the people present would not even say something to him, who was destined to be unable to follow the path of immortality, if it were not for the inheritance of Taishou Mountain and the other powerful people.

Zhang Shan felt the feeling of falling from the clouds into the mud ditch. The whole banquet and discussion of Taoism almost sat on the cloud bed without saying a word until the Taoist Taoist of Fengdu talked about the way of ghost immortals.

I suddenly saw Zhang Shan's gaze lit up suddenly. I almost finished listening to the practice method and the origin of the Taoist method of ghost immortals. I was even more excited than the other Taoists present. I wanted to stand up several times, but I sat down again.

When the Taoist of Fengdu said that his method of ghost immortals had been perfected, he created an immortal method called the ghost immortal true spirit mantra, and also showed the mystery of the Nine Nether True Fire, Zhang Shan's fingers were trembling.

As soon as the banquet ended, the cultivators left one after another, but the head of Taishou Mountain went to the back mountain to visit the True Lord of Fengdu. He was also the nephew of the Taoist of Fengdu. When the Taoist of Fengdu heard his name, he immediately summoned him.

As soon as Zhang Shan entered the Taoist Palace, he saw Jia Yi, the founder of Lingshu Mountain, and the Taoist of Fengdu, who was drinking tea. Several men and women, Taoist boys, stood on both sides. The Taoist palace was filled with light, and the clouds on the top of the mountain flowed in from the cliff and scattered in the Taoist palace.

On the wall, you can see the figure of the immortal flying from one picture to another picture, including the sound of the piano of the Tianxiu player.

"Zhang Shan pays homage to Master Uncle Fengdu and Master Uncle Jia, and congratulates the two Masters on becoming immortals as soon as possible and live with Tianqi."

The Taoist of Fengdu looked at him and said, "Get up! Now you are the head of Taishou Mountain? Where is your senior brother Zhang Ping?"

Zhang Shan was wearing a blue gossip Taoist robe and stood up: "Senior brother is about to live a life of his life, and he has returned to his current world to cultivate. I will replace the next leader."

The Taoist of Fengdu nodded: "I heard that you asked to see me, what's the matter?"

Zhang Shan hesitated for a while, and finally knelt down again, knelt directly on the ground with a knock: "My uncle wants to ask Mr. Uncle to help Taishoushan once because of his past friendship. My nephew just heard Mr. Uncle talk about the way to become an immortal. He was so excited that he could not help himself. Only Mr. Uncle could create such a magical technique that directly points to the way."

The Taoist of Fengdu frowned: "Do you want to ask for the true spirit magic of the ghost immortal? Although the way of the ghost immortal has greatly lowered the threshold for becoming an immortal, even so, this method must be at the lowest level of fourth level before it can be practiced. If you are eager for quick success and instant benefits, you will break through the fourth level with external forces, and your magic power and spirit are mixed, you may stop here in this life."

Zhang Shan said in a choked voice: "Taishou Mountain is weaker and weaker than the west. After a day of decline, even if two uncles take care of him, if there are no third-level monks, Taishou Mountain will really decline. This is also to protect the foundation left by the master."

"And my nephew is here not to seek the Dharma for himself, but to Master Qingyang Sanren!"

As soon as Zhang Shan mentioned this name, he immediately saw Jia Yi silently raised his head: "What did you say?"

Zhang Shan hurriedly said: "When Master Qingyang Sanren sat in the transformation, the true spirit was thrown into the reincarnation of the underworld, but his cultivation, remnant soul, remains, and the white jade tripod were all well preserved. Although his breakthrough failed, he was only stuck in the last step of the transformation of the true spirit. His cultivation was almost no different from the fourth level."

"Just just now, I heard about the ghost immortal path of Master Fengdu, and suddenly had a whim. Can Master's legacy be transformed into the body of the ghost immortal in the first life? The body of the ghost immortal can find the body of the reincarnation of the master in this life, welcome Master back to Taishou Mountain, and continue the path of becoming an immortal."

Jia Yi shouted: "Okay!"

His eyes at Zhang Shan changed from his original coldness to his appreciation: "I didn't expect that you, an incompetent disciple, still have some filial piety. Qingyang did not misread you in the past!"

Jia Yi looked at the Taoist of Fengdu: "Fengdu! What do you think?"

The Taoist of Fengdu pondered for a while, and finally raised his head: "No!"

I suddenly saw the third-generation head sect in Taishou Mountain turning into darkness, but the words of the Taoist in Fengdu changed.

"At least, the origin of a fourth-level powerful man, the essence of immortality, and then the heaven and earth are used as the furnace, the fourth-level original fire is the torch, the Nine Nether True Fire is the root and bone, and the true spirit spell of the ghost immortal is the flesh and blood, so that the body of the ghost immortal can be forged."

On the outskirts of Weigang City, the old house of the Zhang family.

In front of the Zhang family ancestral hall, an old man stood under a gardenia tree. The originally fragrant gardenia had already withered, and the autumn leaves began to fall, just like him.

"Master!"

For some reason, Zhang Ping suddenly thought of his master Qingyang Sanren, the person who was standing at the peak of the past and was admired by all the gods and demons, and the attitude that no one could shake and cover up. Every time he thought of it, it made people tremble.

It is not only the world's number one power, but also the momentum of creating a genre and standing at the top.

No matter how hard he tries or catches up, he can't catch up with that figure.

Since the Zhang family lost Qingyang Sanren, they have inevitably declined. Apart from the two of them, the younger generation has no talent to succeed. The more this happens, he can remember the grand scene when his master was there, and there is also Taishou Mountain that no one in the world dares to underestimate.

A few days ago, Zhang Ping received information from the Gate of Gods and Demons, and news from Zhang Shan, the third-generation head of Taishou Mountain.

Zhang Ping's face was covered with gullies and his white hair was combed meticulously. A hint of laughter gradually appeared on his face, as if he had been sitting in the face of his master Qingyang Sanren. After the burden of the entire Zhang clan was pressed on him, he had never been so relaxed again.

"If my life is broken, if my master can continue his path to becoming an immortal."

"If Master can attain the immortal person who can live with heaven and earth and live forever!"
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