Jianmu

Compared to Yin Chaoge, who was already sober, Chen Feng, who had an even lower alcohol tolerance, slowly woke up.

"Huh? Back to the sect?"

"Huh? Why are my clothes wet?"

"I'm so full. Did I really drink that much?"

Chen Fengzhen was surprised that he had drunk so much water without realizing it, after being thrown into the river by Gu Wanquan. He even felt like he had just been pulled out of the water.

Chen Feng glanced at Yin Chaoge, still somewhat shaken. This young man in black looked small, but his alcohol tolerance was truly astonishing. While he himself was drinking cup after cup, this young man simply picked up the jar and poured it into his mouth.

Who can outdrink him? He's practically a superman!

Cultivators can use their true essence to force out alcohol, thus achieving the ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk.

But what is the purpose of drinking?

The point of drinking alcohol is to achieve that tipsy, intoxicating feeling. If you're going to drink it and then force it out of your body, you might as well just drink water.

"Senior Brother Chen is awake? It seems we've already arrived at the Zhengyang Immortal Sect!" Su Yi turned to Chen Feng and said with a smile.

Despite being addressed as "Senior Brother" by Su Yi, Chen Feng felt ashamed that he hadn't done anything a senior brother should do along the way, and didn't even know how he got to the Zhengyang Immortal Sect. He sighed, "I actually drank so much! Drinking really does lead to trouble!"

Looking at the only normal NPC in front of her, Su Yi felt a strange sense of kinship, as if everyone was just an ordinary person.

Being surrounded by a courtyard full of geniuses made me feel a little insecure.

Now that Chen Feng is here, Su Yi finally feels like everyone is human.

The lonely wooden boat lay quietly in the lake, and no one from the Zhengyang Immortal Sect came to greet it.

"This immortal sect really doesn't know anything about hospitality. They just left us here like this, and no one is even going to pick us up?" Su Yi stood up, looked around, and said with some dissatisfaction.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Feng replied, "Uncle-Master Luo Xiazi said he would arrive at the Zhengyang Immortal Sect ahead of time to wait for us. Shall we set off to find Uncle-Master Luo Xiazi?"

This was the only way for now. Gu Wanquan and Chen Feng took off on their swords, Yin Chaoge rode on his blade, and Su Yi once again acted as Aladdin, grabbing the bedsheet and flying away.

As the four of them took off from the wooden boat, the thrifty and hardworking Su Yi put the wooden boat, which still carried the power of incense offerings, into the incense space.

As they flew over the ring of mountains surrounding the lake, Su Yi and the others stopped in their tracks, staring blankly at the distant scenery, momentarily lost in thought.

Even Gu Wanquan's smile showed a hint of surprise at this moment.

A tree came into view of the four of them.

Yes, a standard-sized tree stands alone in the distance.

What surprised them was the size of the tree.

It's huge!

Or rather, it transcends the category of a tree, resembling more of a tree-shaped, towering mountain.

The rough trunk rises abruptly from the ground, its bark as smooth as lapis lazuli.

The tree trunks are crisscrossed with gullies, resembling the fissures of a real canyon.

The exposed giant roots tore through the earth, stretching across the entire green space like sleeping dragons.

The sea of ​​clouds only churned between the mountainside of the big trees, and against the backdrop of the sky-covering tree canopy, the sun seemed to be reduced to a tiny dot.

The intertwined branches resemble floating palaces and temples.

This tree was unbelievably large, almost reaching the sky, and its width was immeasurable, as if it supported the heavens and the earth.

In the entire world, apart from the lush green plains, only this towering tree exists, blocking out the sky.

What's even more remarkable is that this great tree emits a faint, bluish-green glow, its immense size imbued with a sacredness unique to the immortal sects.

"Goodness, could this thing be a pillar supporting the heavens and the earth?" Su Yi looked up at the tree canopy that pierced deep into the clouds and exclaimed in amazement.

Before transmigrating, in the game "Immortal Path", the Zhengyang Immortal Sect was one of the few immortal sects that were still alive.

In an environment where the Dao is declining and the spirit is growing, he, as the Inspector of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, arrogantly treated the visiting elders and disciples of the immortal sects, relying on the Empress.

Players who join sects always say the same thing to you, but you wouldn't understand.

This meant that even Su Yi was seeing the true face of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect for the first time.

Is the entire Zhengyang Immortal Sect just a tree?

But everyone felt it wasn't cramped at all; on the contrary, they felt it was too luxurious.

It's a terrible waste for a celestial sect to occupy such a large tree!

Just as Su Yi and the others were marveling at the enormous size of the tree in front of them, two streaks of light came from afar.

The person hadn't arrived, but the voice had already reached them:

"Who dares to trespass upon the gates of my immortal sect!"

As the light faded, two young Taoist priests dressed in yellow robes stood on their swords, watching Su Yi and his companions with wariness.

Just by their aura, one could tell they were two powerful cultivators at the Golden Core stage.

Su Yi was still praising the big tree in the distance, and since Su Yi didn't say anything, Gu Wanquan and Yin Chaoge were too lazy to move forward even a step.

Finally, Chen Feng, having sobered up, forced a smile and went to greet them, saying, "Fellow Daoists, we are disciples of the Luoxia Immortal Sect, here to participate in the Southwest Grand Competition!"

"The Luoxia Immortal Sect? They arrived so quickly?" Upon hearing Chen Feng's words, the two Golden Core disciples' expressions softened slightly, but their wariness faded, replaced by a hint of strangeness.

The two men scrutinized Su Yi and his companions from head to toe, as if trying to determine whether they were truly disciples of the Luoxia Immortal Sect.

Only after Chen Feng handed over his waist token and verified his identity by channeling his true energy did the two Golden Core cultivators bow to the group and say, "We were very rude earlier. We've been extremely busy with sect affairs lately, please forgive us, fellow disciples!"

Chen Feng cupped his hands in greeting to the two men, indicating that it was nothing to worry about, and then asked, "Do you two know the whereabouts of my sect's Vice Sect Leader, True Person Luo Xiazi?"

The two exchanged a glance, both noticing the other's odd behavior. Then one of them nodded and said, "Your sect's elder has arrived at the sect. Please follow us."

Su Yi was somewhat astonished upon hearing this. As expected of a great cultivator, Luo Xiazi had already arrived while the others had just arrived via divine teleportation.

Led by two disciples of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, the group flew towards the giant tree.

"Our Zhengyang Immortal Sect has been established for 6,800 years, relying on the divine tree Jianmu, and is located in one of the thirty-six grotto-heavens. Countless cultivators have achieved great supernatural powers..."

Listening to the NPCs boast about their sect, setting aside all the useless nonsense, the only useful information was that the big tree was called Jianmu.

In mythology, Pangu separated heaven and earth. The pure air rose to become the sky, and the turbid air sank to become the earth. Jianmu was the bridge connecting heaven and earth, and also the passage connecting the mortal and immortal realms.

But myths are just stories, and this towering tree that stretches as far as the eye can see could very well be called the Jianmu tree.

That's really impressive. How come such a wonderful treasure doesn't belong to his Luoxia Immortal Sect?

Originally, I thought it was already astonishing enough that Luoxia Peak of Luoxia Immortal Sect could stand up.

But compared to the Jianmu tree before them, it was still a small fry compared to a mighty fish.

Does the Zhengyang Immortal Sect understand the value of this precious wood? Why do they insist on living there?

Su Yi, who already considered himself the future leader of the Luoxia Immortal Sect, was naturally very envious when he saw such a treasure being taken by other sects.

The thought that such a precious treasure did not belong to her caused Su Yi a pang of heartache.

While listening to the disciples of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect boasting, he was thinking about how to get his hands on this thing and bring it back to his own sect.

Just as he was thinking this, an arrogant voice rang out from the roots of the Jianmu tree below: "Such a big tree, do you even know where you're going to live? Pack your things and get out of here, let my sect send someone to live here!"