trial, you die!>Would there be any bones of fallen cultivators, and... magic weapons, down belowFrom above, the magma river appears as a red line, indicating that there are boundaries and it is not a...The cloud mist boat suddenly stopped, and those people in front of it proactively flew over to pay their respects.
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"Greetings, Qi Daoist, Hu Daoist..."
Master Lu returned the greetings one by one and reprimanded those who looked down on others because of their cultivation level and power. He treated everyone equally, including those from small sects.
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"Mo Yu Daoist also arrived early..."
Lu, the seated abbot, bowed to a Confucian scholar and then turned to the person beside him, asking with some puzzlement, "Who is this fellow Daoist"
“My Dharma name is Mingyue. I am not a cultivator from Lan Dou Island, but merely passing through this area. I happened to hear Daoist Mo Yu mention the grand event of the Dong Ming Island Dharma Assembly, and my heart yearned to attend it. Daoist Lu wouldn't turn me away, would you…”
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This person was Qin Sang in disguise. He also knew that the mask couldn't fool the many golden core cultivators present, but he didn't act unnatural at all.
He sent a doppelganger into the Lan Dou Gate, while his true self kept searching for an opportunity. Finally, not long ago, he met a Taoist friend with good relations to Lan Dou Island, Mo Yu Daoist, the master of Mo Yun Mountain.
He made sincere connections and didn't rush to pry into secrets.
This Mo Yu Daoist had similar cultivation to him, but Qin Sang not only came from another realm, his experiences were countless times more colorful than Mo Yu Daoist, who had been cultivating within the mountain gate all this time. After a discussion of Taoism, he greatly impressed Mo Yu Daoist.
The two chatted happily.
When Qin Sang heard about the Dharma Assembly on Dongming Island, he knew it was the best opportunity to contact the Jindan cultivators of Lan Dou Men. So, he asked Mo Yu Daoist to bring him to observe the ceremony, and Mo Yu readily agreed.
Qin Sang seemed not to see the clone behind Yun Wu Zhou, and slightly bowed his hand, smiling at Lu Zuo, saying.
Master Lu burst into laughter. “It is an honor to have Daoist friend grace us with his presence! How could we possibly refuse”
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Qin Sang revealed his true cultivation level.
Even a mid-stage master of the Dan Jie realm is worthy of Master Lu humbling himself to yield. Like everyone else, he seemed to not see the mask on Qin Sang's face and didn't mention it at all.
Qin Sang smiled and thanked her.
After landing, Lu addressed Mingyue with courtesy, "Please wait a moment, esteemed friend. Let us join forces and activate the Lingzhen formation of Dongming Island." Lu, the headmaster, said with a slight movement of his expression.
"Please go ahead, fellow cultivator," Qin Sang stepped aside, flying a distance away to make space.
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The Cloud Mist Boat and other flying treasures, also carrying disciples from various sects, flew to one side.
On the cloud mist boat, his transformed self sensed a gaze and turned his head to see Fang Ting and Zhao Songqiao standing on the bamboo boat of Yānmiǎo Pavilion. He lightly nodded in greeting.
Grand Master Lu stood suspended in mid-air, taking out a circular magic disk and said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoists, assist me in setting up the formation!"
Huayang Laodao and others flew to Lu Zu's side.
Master Lu tossed the Dharma Disk into the air above the crowd. Smoke Mist Pavilion and other factions' cultivators each took out an identical blue crystal stone, which they also threw up. It perfectly fitted into the recessed spaces on the Dharma Disk.
Then the magic disk flashed and trembled in mid-air. Without needing a reminder from Grandmaster Lu, the others immediately channeled their true essence, transforming it into streaks of energy that poured into the magic disk.
The Fa Pan received a surge of true essence, and suddenly burst forth with brilliant light. A dull thunderous roar echoed from afar, followed by the sudden appearance of monstrous waves tens of miles north of them.
“Let’s go!”
Master Lu led the way, with everyone else following closely behind.
Qin Sang also flew over to watch.
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According to Mòyǔ Dàorén, the spirit array on Dòngmíng Island is very intricate. Only by holding a complete dharma disc and finding the ever-moving 'vital point' can one open the spirit array and bring Dòngmíng Island into existence.
Master Lu flew to the center of the waves, and threw the disc in his hand, which had become extremely dazzling, downwards. Then, everyone shouted together and used their true essence with all their might.
The next moment, the void in all directions began to distort. On the previously empty sea, a shadow appeared at some point, which was an island shrouded in mist.
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"What a clever formation!"
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Qin Sang couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "Indeed worthy of being the formation laid down by the former headmaster of Lan Dou Gate, a Nascent Soul cultivator himself."
"My friend Mingyue, please come in!"
When Qin Sang looked intently into the distance, Mo Yu Dao Ren flew to his side and invited him onto the island.
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While others have already flown to the island.
Qin Sang hurriedly urged his escape light, and in a short time arrived near Dongming Island. He saw the thick clouds and mist parting at one place, revealing a narrow mountain valley.
The cloud mist must be the manifestation of the spiritual power of the formation. Qin Sang's heart was filled with awe, and he followed Mo Yu Daoist respectfully.
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At this time, Lu Zuozhang pointed out several disciples from the Yunwuzhou boat, "You guard here. No cultivators from various sects who do not hold the Dharma Assembly token are allowed to enter the island."
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"The disciple obeys!"
Those few flew to the sides of the valley, while the others went straight through it.
Not long after, a sheer cliff suddenly appeared beneath them, and before them lay a deep pit far lower than the outside world!
A deep pit was shrouded in a thin mist, making it hard to see clearly. The bottom was uneven, with hills and valleys rising and falling, though not very high. In the very center, there was a faint outline of a mountain, standing tall among the rest.
This terrain couldn't help but remind Qin Sang of a meteorite crater.
"That mountain must be Longxing Mountain," Qin Sang thought to himself.
Not far from flying out of the valley, a small hill appeared in front of everyone.
Among the mountains are several elegant bamboo houses, green as new bamboo in the thin mist, but they seem to have been uninhabited for a long time.
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“My fellow Daoists, please follow me to Zhuxian Pavilion for a brief rest. After all the other Daoists arrive, we will begin the Dongming Island Dharma Assembly at noon and allow the disciples to compete,” said Lu Zuozuo, his light fading away as he turned around.
Qin Sang's remaining gaze caught sight of the disciples in their transformed state disembarking from the Cloud Mist Boat. They circled this mountain before flying onward, disappearing into the thin mist in a blink of an eye. He calmly retracted his gaze and flew into the bamboo pavilion.
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At this time, the avatar followed the Taoist boy and others, flying over several mountain peaks in succession.
These mountains occasionally flash with the light of restrictions, each belonging to different sects and factions. The Lan Dou Sect's territory is the largest, nearly covering half of the Dongming Island.
Soon after, the figure of the Foundation Establishment cultivator ahead paused. He took out a wooden plaque and waved it toward the mountain peak in front. After waiting for ripples to appear, he flew straight towards a row of stone houses in the mountain.
The houses on the mountain looked very simple, but no one would stay there too long.
“The Dharma assembly will begin at noon. The spiritual energy here is abundant, especially for the junior brothers who practice the Wooden Dummy Sutra. You should adjust your states quickly and strive for a good ranking. It will be beneficial for you...”
The cultivator landed before the stone hut and turned to address the others.
"Brother Ruan, you attended the last gathering, could you tell us about your experience so we can be mentally prepared"
Someone shouted loudly.
The cultivator shook his head and chuckled, “You take it and don’t share the spoils with me old man, and you still want to order me around. Fine, whoever wants to hear it come closer...”
Saying that, he pushed open the stone room and walked in.
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The Taoist boy had been looking forward to this Dharma Assembly on Dongming Island for a long time and immediately followed the others inside.
The Transformation hastily stepped forward and whispered, "Master Yang, before leaving, Master Jin Yan asked me to collect some spiritual materials on the island and bring them back for use. My disciple is now..."
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The young boy waved impatiently, "Your cultivation level is too low. Hearing Brother Ruan's experience wouldn't be very helpful to you, so go away!"
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