Chapter 451: Great Floating Li Earth! Let Me Be a Matrilocal Son-in-Law?

Mount Luo.

Fan Sect headquarters, South-Looking Palace.

Now, this first blessed land also has some incense aura, but those who can come here to offer incense are not ordinary people, but disciples chosen from various branch halls of the Fan Sect, which are the previously mentioned loose cultivator Daoist temples.

These people do not have high realms, nor have they received special inheritance and guidance, but they have all awakened their Nascent Souls.

Although like a blank sheet of paper, once they enter the first blessed land to cultivate, they will surely have a not-small progress in a short period of time.

The so-called blessed land seizes the mystery of heaven and earth and obtains the spiritual beauty of mountains and seas, most suitable for cultivation.

In common terms, this kind of place has a special magnetic field, making it easier for people to enter the state of "emptiness" and "constant stillness," able to make their own frequency gradually harmonize with the natural environment and reach resonance.

Heaven and man as one, moving toward assimilation.

This is the wonderful use of blessed land.

Therefore, the great masters of alchemy in ancient times cultivated, all had to stay away from the red dust, escape into deep mountains, seek blessed lands, enter cave heavens, participate in Dharma and realize the Dao, gradually reaching the realm of feathering and ascending, stepping into the flow of land immortals.

However, precisely because the "magnetic field" is special, ordinary people have not awakened their Nascent Souls and simply cannot find it.

Mortals cannot see that "road."

Just like the legend that 【Underworld】 is hidden under Mount Dongyue, and the entrance to the Yellow Springs Road is in Mount Dongyue, but

Even so, various legends continue to circulate in the world.

The Daoist sites of immortals who govern the netherworld, such as the Empress Houtu and the Great Emperor of Mount Dongyue, are all located there.

Some even say that people with the 'Child Fate' must never climb Mount Dongyue, otherwise they might see that road and remain there.

When Zhang Fan was in middle school, a classmate went to climb Mount Dongyue with his parents during summer vacation; after returning, he contracted leukemia. The school organized a fundraiser, but he passed away not long after.

Later, some said he had the 'Child Fate'; when he went to Mount Dongyue and was climbing, he saw a road that didn't exist. At the time, he even pointed at that road and told his parents that there were many people on it, wondering what kind of scenic spot it was.

Precisely because of this, since ancient times, those blessed lands, secret realms, and grotto-heavens have been rumored to be mysterious and unfathomable.

In fact, this is just like cultivation; it was never that mysterious to begin with.

It is nothing more than borrowing the false to cultivate the true; the higher the realm, the more real things one can see.

Cultivation is the cultivation of truth!!!

"You certainly have carefully selected quite a few good seedlings."

Outside the South Gazing Palace, Zhang Fan walked out and stood before the gate; looking up, he could see the Cang Mountain like a monument, surrounding the area, birds returning, and clouds drifting.

With just a single thought, Zhang Fan could feel that the Fan Sect headquarters now had thirty-six more people, all of whom were existences with awakened souls, though their realms were not high, the strongest only reaching the second realm of cultivation, 【Art Disciple】.

"In this era, the red dust is filthy and human hearts are restless; it is becoming less and less suitable for cultivation," Zhang Wuming sighed.

It was already not easy to select these thirty-six people, and even so, their aptitude cannot be compared to the disciples of the ten great famous mountains of the Daoist sects.

"But fortunately, these people are not high in realm and still have great plasticity," Zhang Wuming said indifferently.

Within the Fan Sect, if one were to pick experts, there are still disciples at the 【Mystic Master】, 【Spirit Commissioner】, or even 【High Merit】 level, but it is a pity that these people have walked too far on their paths, almost set in stone, with not much potential left to dig out.

If the Fan Sect wants to develop and grow, it must cultivate its own direct line, its own experts.

It is a pity that even these thirty-six people are basically the leftovers picked over by those large sects; otherwise, how would they have fallen into the ranks of rogue cultivators?

"True dragons all rise from humble beginnings... isn't Xu Jiunian also a leftover?" Zhang Fan chuckled: "Perhaps among these people, there are also pearls covered in dust, just not yet discovered."

"He is not a leftover," Zhang Wuming glanced sideways and said.

"Although he entered the Gezao Mountain, he paid tuition for it, and he never received the true teachings," Zhang Fan said in a deep voice.

Xu Jiunian started drifting in society after graduating middle school; fatherless and motherless, his girlfriend died, he worked as a delivery man, courier, and security guard, had shallow ties with his relatives, and his education level was not high; he went up the mountain to cultivate purely because he couldn't survive anymore.

If such a person hadn't paid tuition, Gezao Mountain wouldn't have let him into the quiet cultivation class back then.

But now...

"He is different..." Zhang Wuming shook his head: "He was born in response to the times; to put it bluntly, if he hadn't met you, he might not have had such luck."

"I heard that this person's status in Gezao Mountain is now extraordinary; the Gezao Mountain Sect Leader accepted him as a disciple on behalf of his master, directly recognizing him as a junior brother."

Now, even the Gezao Mountain senior brother has to respectfully call Xu Jiunian 'Little Junior Uncle' upon seeing him.

"Human destiny, it really is magical," Zhang Fan sighed.

Before knowing him, Xu Jiunian was almost a scrap of society, but now, in just a few months, he has soared into the sky, with a future that is limitless.

"People have soaring ambitions, but without luck, they cannot succeed," Zhang Wuming sighed: "This is our sorrow, and also the limitation of mortals."

"Why have you suddenly become so sentimental?" Zhang Fan chuckled.

"What do you think?" Zhang Wuming glanced sideways, his expression somewhat solemn.

Three days ago, Zhang Fan returned to Copper Mount Luoshan, and after telling him about meeting people from the Northern Zhang at the foot of Long Hu Mountain, his mood had not been at ease.

"Ever since the Zhang family split into North and South, I am the only one who dared to betray the clan," Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.

Zhao Jiexuan is Zhang Fan, and is the remnant of the Southern Zhang.

Once such an identity is confirmed, there is no need for more words, nor is any evidence needed; Zhang Wuming getting involved with people from the Southern Zhang is a betrayal of the Northern Zhang, a traitor nailed to the board.

Now it seems that the Northern Zhang had long obtained accurate intelligence, and it was just a matter of letting Zhang Mengsheng and Zhang Suxin come over to confirm it.

"According to what you say, in the hundred years of the Long Hu Mountain Zhang family, you two are the only ones who dared to betray the clan," Zhang Fan teased with a smile.

"Two!?" Zhang Wuming was stunned for a moment.

"One is the Three Corpses Daoist, and the other is you."

Zhang Fan placed a hand on Zhang Wuming's shoulder and chuckled: "That was the number one expert under heaven in the past."

"In the hundred-year history of the Zhang family, only you two have appeared; your future achievements might not be below his."

"You still have the heart to joke?" Zhang Wuming rolled his eyes.

He could be one hundred percent certain that the Northern Zhang side had already treated him as a traitor.

"Anyway, the masks will be torn off sooner or later; you are on Copper Mount Luoshan, with Master Xie sitting in command, what are you nervous about?" Zhang Fan comforted him.

The Copper Mount Luoshan Demon Chief, Ning Xie.

Looking at the world today, there are probably not many who dare to wrestle with him.

"You don't understand..." Zhang Wuming shook his head.

"You have no idea how deep the Northern Zhang runs."

As he spoke, Zhang Wuming looked deeply at Zhang Fan.

"Don't forget, that is the last incense of the Long Hu Mountain Zhang family..."

"There are experts like clouds there; just one Zhang Ganxuan is an existence not weaker than your father."

Northern Ganxuan, Southern Lingzong; these two are famous in the world, and it's not just talk.

"The Northern Zhang not only has the Method of Consecrating Gods, but also the 【Great Floating Earth】, and the Pure Yang treasure left by the Ancestor!"

Zhang Wuming said with deep meaning: "You haven't met a Northern Zhang disciple who obtained a Superior Grade Dao Title yet, have you?"

A Superior Grade Dao Title is the pinnacle of Consecrating Gods.

Zhang Ganxuan and Zhang Lingzong are both existences who obtained Superior Grade Dao Titles.

Zhang Sheng and Zhang Jiuzhen also have Superior Grade Dao Titles.

From such figures, one can see what kind of demeanor obtaining a Superior Grade Dao Title should have.

"The Northern Zhang has a rule: once you obtain a Superior Grade Dao Title, you are qualified to contemplate the 【Great Floating Earth】..." Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.

One of the Nine Methods, the Great Floating Earth, is the root of life and death, the mystery of creation.