The news of Jia Yi's breakthrough to the third level spread throughout the entire supernatural world, and not only Jia Yi received attention, but also several other legendary supernatural beings who were close to a breakthrough.
Among them, Qingyang Sanren, who has always been thought to be the first extraordinary person to break through to the third level, is the most popular. The God Lord Jia Yi has already broken through. When will Qingyang Sanren break through to the third level? Who will be the first to break through among Fengdu, Tianshi, and several other highly-anticipated extraordinary people from abroad? These have become issues that all extraordinary people are talking about.
Qingyang Sanren has been in seclusion in the Zhang family's old house in Zhangjia Village in the suburbs. The entire village also refuses outsiders, and everyone in the village is extremely low-key.
Qingyang Sanren alone gathers all the expectations and power of the Zhang family. It can be said that everyone from top to bottom depends on Qingyang Sanren. Although the three sons of the Zhang family joined the Investigation Bureau, they were just a few investigators sent out. Their own strength was not significant and was not enough to support the Zhang family.
As long as Qingyang Sanren is alive, no one in the Zhang family dares to touch him. However, if Qingyang Sanren is gone one day, the Zhang family will be worthless and no one will take them seriously anymore. They will even be coveted and spied on because of Qingyang Sanren's inheritance.
Qingyang Sanren was sitting in the lobby of the ancient-style house. On both sides of the chairs sat two rows of elders of the Zhang family, and below them were kneeling children of the Zhang family.
"I will be in seclusion today and will not come out until I succeed in making the elixir." Qingyang Sanren was dressed in a Taoist robe of distinct black and white. His long hair was tied into a Taoist bun and pinned with a green spiritual wood hairpin. His eyes were filled with indifference and calmness, like clouds from the sky, or like a fairy from another world.
The disciples in the hall did not dare to breathe when facing this patriarch who was like a true immortal on earth in the legend. Even the elders of the Zhang family lowered their heads obediently, not daring to claim their seniority in front of this cultivator who had lived in the mountain and sea world for a hundred years and experienced countless changes.
They understood that they were just mortals, and the one in the hall was the one who truly transcended the ordinary and became a saint.
Compared to before, Qingyang Sanren now has a few strands of white hair on his head and his face looks a little older. Qingyang is now nearly a hundred years old. For ordinary people, this longevity is already unimaginably long. Even for Qingyang Sanren, he is already halfway through his life.
This breakthrough also carries risks for Qingyang Sanren. Although the inheritance of the immortal way is different from the inheritance of the demon way, every hurdle is a door to life and death, but once one goes astray and takes the wrong path, the Taoism will scatter the soul, which is not uncommon in the mountain and sea world. Therefore, there is a risk of falling this time.
Therefore, Qingyang Sanren had been modifying and perfecting his own Taoist magic magic Ruyi Zhenjue, deducing whether there were any conflicts and omissions in it.
But Qingyang Sanren didn't dare to wait any longer. If he waited any longer, the path to immortality would be hopeless. Moreover, Jia Yi's breakthrough gave Qingyang Sanren a huge shock and confidence.
Therefore, Qingyang Sanren decided to form the golden elixir in one go, but he would arrange everything in advance before going into seclusion.
Qingyang Sanren glanced at his three disciples, and then his eyes stopped at his favorite nephew and disciple Zhang Ping: "Zhang Ping! After I go into seclusion, you will rush to the Gate of Gods and Demons and enter the Mountain and Sea Realm!"
"If you enter Dongzhou, you will enter Taishou Mountain and become a true disciple!"
"If you enter Nanzhou, then look for Yumin Nation. Your master has a good relationship with them and can protect you. If you fall into the sea or somewhere else, you can take the Youdu ship order from your uncle Fengdu and wait for the big ship of Youdu to pick you up."
"Remember, the world of mountains and seas is different from the real world. Life and death are determined by fate, and blessings and disasters are brought upon oneself!"
Zhang Ping was very excited. He could finally enter the world of gods and demons that he had always dreamed of. With such a master who had roots in the Mountain and Sea Realm, he naturally enjoyed treatment that most of the extraordinary people who entered the Mountain and Sea Realm could not enjoy.
Several other disciples also cast envious glances at Zhang Ping. Zhang Ping immediately prostrated himself on the ground: "Thank you, Master. I will definitely not bring disgrace upon you and my Zhang family."
Qingyang Sanren didn't say anything more. He looked at the Zhang family elders who were already extremely old. They were leaning on their crutches and looking at Qingyang Sanren expectantly. He naturally knew what they were thinking.
At this age and stage, they naturally no longer have any hope for wealth, power, or spiritual practice. The only thing they seek is, of course, what happens after they die.
Who is not afraid of death? They are even more afraid of suffering torture and hardship in the underworld after death, and even having to be treated like slaves in the next life.
Qingyang Sanren said, "My uncles are old now. I have made arrangements in the Mountain and Sea Realm. Several disciples have established a blessed land in the netherworld projected by Taishou Mountain. You hold my sect's talisman, and someone will come to pick you up when the time comes. You will be able to enjoy at least several decades of longevity and blessings."
"As for the affairs of the afterlife, we cannot easily interfere. I don't know everything about the underworld. One of my disciples works as a minor official in the underworld in the Dragon Hill Emperor's palace. You can ask him when the time comes."
"After all, I am a mortal in the Yang world. Even though I am a cultivator, I have never entered the netherworld or the land of reincarnation."
There are more than a dozen mountain gods and water masters under the gate of Taishou Mountain. Although these earth gods cannot easily enter the underworld, they are considered to be some minor officials in the world appointed by the underworld gods. However, they are very clear about the changes in the underworld, especially the power of incense and fire invested in the underworld. They, the earth gods, feel the changes in the underworld most strongly.
Taishou Mountain had started to build a blessed place of incense and worship in the underworld a long time ago. Some disciples of Taishou Mountain fell into the underworld after their death and entered the blessed place of incense and worship. One true disciple died in the dragon rebellion, and with some merits, he entered the capital of Emperor Longqiu and became a minor official. This was known to the gods of the earth.
However, that blessed land can only protect a small number of ghosts, who can only enjoy a lifespan of dozens to hundreds of years. After their lifespan is over, they will be reincarnated.
"Thank you, Patriarch! Thank you, Patriarch!"
"God bless our Zhang family. This is truly a great blessing!"
"To be able to enjoy a blessed place after death is already a great blessing. I dare not ask for too much!"
Nearly ten old men stood up at the same time, tears streaming down their faces, their bodies shaking with excitement, and they kept bowing and kowtowing to Qingyang Sanren. To them, such a thing was simply unthinkable.
When a person dies, it is like a light going out. Even if one is extremely powerful and wealthy in this world, he will go to the netherworld after death and suffer all kinds of hardships and torture. It is unknown whether he will be a pig or a dog in the next life. But now Qingyang Sanren has extended his power into the netherworld, giving them the opportunity and right to choose to control their lives after death.
In their eyes, Qingyang Sanren is no different from gods and Buddhas.
The gate was heavily blocked, the formation of the Zhang family's old house was activated, the thick fog and spiritual light concealed everything, Qingyang Sanren began to retreat, his disciple Zhang Ping rushed to the Mountain and Sea Realm, and other members of the Zhang family waited for Qingyang Sanren to come out, and everything continued according to Qingyang Sanren's arrangements.
At this moment, in the southeast of Antarctica, near Prince Charles Mountain, a city in the ice and snow is under construction. Sparse vehicles are coming in and out of the city, and helicopters are taking off and landing frequently in the sky. Engineering teams from various countries are working hard to build this city.
This place is not far from the Gate of Gods and Demons. It can be reached in a few days by riding a snowmobile at full speed. Every extraordinary person who wants to enter the Gate of Gods and Demons must stay here.
This place is far away from the downtown and the crowds, and is an area that ordinary people cannot easily set foot in. A city belonging to the extraordinary people is taking shape. This place will become the most special place in the world, and the people living in it are a group of people who are very different from those in the world.
A large number of extraordinary people who want to step into the Gate of Gods and Demons, or plan to step into the Gate of Gods and Demons, have now begun to live in the city, waiting for the next opening of the Gate of Gods and Demons, or waiting for their companions, so the city has begun to become lively and bustling.
At this time, Fang Xiu also arrived here and looked at the gathering place that could not be called a city under the clear sky.
"Wow! It's really been built!" Fang Xiu exhaled, and instantly turned into a white mist, walking inside step by step on the snow.