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Outside a teleportation formation, He Yiming looked at the Quanzhen Sect disciple in front of him and said with a smile.

"Senior has the cultivation base of the Immortal King Realm. I don't charge any fees for Quanzhen Sect, but these people around you will have to pay 10,000 Immortal Crystals per person."

"Okay, please keep these fairy crystal friends."

After He Yiming delivered nearly 200,000 immortal crystals, everyone set foot on the teleportation circle and teleported to a huge immortal island.

This immortal island is naturally the immortal way of Penglai.

The entire immortal island, suspended above a huge cloud, is quiet and peaceful. Although monks can be seen in all directions, no one dares to be presumptuous here. Even if there is a conversation, the voice is very low.

"Penglai Immortal Island is a holy place for my Taoist sect, and there is no room for noise and noise. Please respect yourself, and don't make it difficult for the old Taoist."

At this moment, there is an old voice, which is clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone. On this huge Penglai Immortal Island, there are Taoist monks and monks from all over the world. When everyone heard this voice, they all seemed very surprised. Respectfully, don't dare to say more.

"Daoshan is difficult to climb, but my Daomen will not prevent outsiders from climbing, but if you want to really climb Daoshan, you have to pass through the fog of the avenue in the distance. If there is any danger, I will not be responsible for it."

After a while, the old voice sounded again.

After Yang Xuan heard this, he didn't think much about it. Now that Shen Lingxiao's wedding is imminent, there are people from all forces, some of whom are the younger generation of Tianjiao from various factions. necessary trouble.

"Let's go now, little friend, He will be waiting for you here."

"OK."

After a simple conversation, Yang Xuan and Wu Lingyan left hand in hand and walked all the way to the distance. With such a stick of incense, the two entered a layer of mist.

This smog is the fog of the avenue. As soon as he entered it, Yang Xuan said, "Put your mind and focus on Yuan Yi, don't think too much."

"understood."

Wu Lingyan didn't dare to neglect, and immediately calmed down. Even so, there were still illusions in her mind. Fortunately, Yang Xuan held her hand tightly, which made her feel a little at ease, so that she would not get lost.

Everything went smoothly, and the fog of the avenue did not stumped the two of them. It took the two of them half an hour to pass through the fog of the avenue and came to a mountain.

That mountain, the mountain is steep, towering into the clouds, a white jade step, extending all the way from the foot of the mountain to the foggy place on the top of the mountain.

If you look carefully, you can still see that there are many people walking up the jade steps, and a few people have reached the top of the mountainside, gradually walking away, looming and disappearing.

Yang Xuan was not in a hurry to climb the mountain, but brought Wu Lingyan slowly to a stone monument not far away.

This stone tablet is ten feet high and full of simplicity. The word "Daoshan" is engraved on the tablet surface. It is full of a wonderful Taoism and makes people feel peaceful.

"Good word!"

Wu Lingyan praised.

"This word, I am afraid that the Yuanshi Saint Venerable personally carved it, and it can also be called Daowen."

Yang Xuan smiled, tried to let go of his mind, and immersed his entire mind in the two Taoist texts, and immediately felt an extraordinary aura. This aura pointed directly to the origin of the avenue, making him feel like he was in the ocean of the avenue. That feeling is incredible.