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The Piaomiao Mountains are surrounded by more than ten nearby cities, a mountain surrounded by illusion fog all day long.

The so-called illusion fog is a hidden thing. If you don’t have a second level of cultivation in this illusion fog, you will definitely not be able to detect other people hiding in the illusion fog.

In other words, even if a rank of scholars is hidden inside, a quasi-saint needs to search carefully before they can find out.

But this is just a theory. In fact, the quasi-saint powerhouse can completely deduce the secret of heaven. Even if the quasi-saint powerhouse hidden in the illusion fog is still found.

Even so, this illusion fog is still precious because this thing can only be made of nature, and once it moves a little, it will dissipate between heaven and earth.

The Qingfeng Taoist resident is in this misty mountain range.

It can be said that the head of the Qingfeng Taoist Sect is still somewhat blessed. This illusion fog may not be found in thousands of cities, but there is never a shortage of this thing in the misty mountains.

In any mountain, there must be spiritual veins underground, and where there are spiritual veins, there will be sufficient spiritual energy.

Therefore, most of the immortal cultivation sects are in the fairy mountains and blessed land, which are rare for ordinary people to see.

The spiritual energy is sufficient and protected by illusion fog. Although the Qingfeng Taoist Sect is not strong, it also has the power to defend itself.

On the way, Hongmeng had already learned that the head of Qingfeng Taoist Sect, named Zhang Sanfeng, was a master of the sixth level of the scholar-level and late-stage Nascent Soul, and now he is on the verge of breaking through. He can break through to a powerful man in the out-of-body stage just one step away.

Under the head of the sect, there are a total of two elders, four guardians, sixteen hall masters, one hundred and eight inner disciples, and nearly a thousand outer disciples.

The two elders were both in the late stage of the Five Dao Lingji of the Scholar Stage, but the two had a different personality. The first elder, no one knew his name, but only he knew that he was silently sweeping the entire sect every day. Because of his appearance as a monk, he was called the Sweeping Monk, and the second elder, named Ximen Chuxue. It is said that he entered the Tao with a sword and was obsessed with swords throughout his life. He was lonely by nature and could not be approached by ordinary people. It was precisely because of his remote nature that the leader of the sect opened a villa for him on this misty mountain range, called Wanmei Villa.

The four guardians are also called the Eastern Evil, Western Poison, Southern Emperor, and Northern Beggar. The reason is that the exercises practiced by the four people are different.

But one thing that remains unchanged is that the cultivation of the four people is all the five paths of the scholar level, and the middle stage of Lingji.

The sixteen hall masters were disciples responsible for various spiritual veins to teach them skills, and their strength was also in the fourth stage of the Shijie level and the late stage of the Jindan.

"Speaking of this, why do I have a strong sense of visualization in this sect's name?" Hongmeng asked in confusion after listening to the introductions of two Qingfeng Taoist monks.

"When we first entered the sect, we also had this confusion. Why were the sects, from the heads and the guardians, all the people in the stories passed down by the people? But after entering the sect, this doubt was naturally resolved. It was not because of other things, just because there were two hall masters in the sect, one of which was Jin Yong and the other was Gu Long. These two were good at books by nature and worried that the sect would not have a prosperous future, so they made countless books and spread in more than ten cities around them. Over time, the sects were spread nearby." This is how the older monk explained.

"So that's it." Hongmeng nodded to solve the problem.

The carriage walked forward all the way, and finally stopped under the misty mountains.

"The four Taoist priests have arrived." The voice of the coachman came from the front of the bike.

"Uncle Wang, thank you." The younger monk thanked him and jumped off the carriage first.

"Old Wang, thank you for your hard work." The older monk followed Hongmeng and Taiyi and got off the carriage.

Seeing that everyone got off the carriage, the younger monk couldn't wait to whistle.

Four batches of horses rushed down from the mountain.

"These horses are tamed by Qingfeng Taoism. They are all spiritual beasts, and their cultivation is mostly around the tenth grade of the human level." The older monk introduced.

"As we all know, the rank of scholars is divided into twelve stages: heart movement, foundation building, fasting, golden elixir, spiritual silence, nascent yin, out of the body, distraction, fusion, tribulation, Mahayana, and ascension. Before the golden elixir, it was impossible to control the flying sword, so these things that were used to travel through are of some use."

The younger monk took the lead in stepping on a horse.

"I'll lead the way. The misty mountains are full of illusion. If you get lost, it's unlikely that you will be able to go out. If you fail to reach the fasting period, you will be lost here. If you don't have the luck, you will starve to death here." The young monk said.

"So, thank you, Taiyi, let's go." Hongmeng nodded and stepped onto another horse.

"I ride with the master." Shaking my head, Taiyi said.

"Oh?" Hongmeng was a little surprised.

Seeing Taiyi with a hint of timid gaze, Hongmeng smiled.

"Come on." Hongmeng stretched out a hand and handed it to Taiyi.

Holding Hongmeng's hand, Taiyi sat behind Hongmeng.

"Xiao Yi, I'll catch it." Hongmeng said with a prank smile.

"Master, please don't ride too fast, as there may be danger." Taiyi said.

Hongmeng, who understood Taiyi's real idea, smiled again.

There are many aspects to how cute Taiyi is, but for Hongmeng, she is obviously timid but still showing off. This is the cutest thing.

"Good horse, go back first." The older monk patted a horse's back, and then saw the horse leave his sight and stepped onto the last horse.

Three horses began to run wildly in the mountains.

The horses who had already matured every inch of the land in this mountain range were now showing their speed as a spirit beast without reservation.

"Um..." Gripping his teeth, Taiyi closed his eyes and wrapped his hands tightly around Hongmeng's waist.

Feeling the strength of both hands on his waist increased, Hongmeng couldn't help but want to make a prank.

"Two Taoist priests, dare you compete with me, who can get to that mountain gate first?" Hongmeng shouted to the left and right sides.

Three horses, Hongmeng was sandwiched in the middle, and there were two monks on the left.

"Haha, that's what you mean." The younger monk shook the reins but accelerated the speed.

"We'll go too." Hongmeng clamped her legs, but she also started to speed up.

"You guys, slow down."

However, the two horses were already running farther and farther.

"Oh." Shaking his head helplessly, the older monk also began to accelerate.

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