41 Mountain Opening, Mountain Guardian, The Young Man Ignored Under the Sun

To most cultivators in Lin’an Prefecture, the Sixth Mountain Lord’s choice of Mountain Guardian was definitely a huge matter. Although most cultivators found it difficult to grasp this slim opportunity, at least such an opportunity was in front of them. It was equivalent to hope.

The spring cold brought by the spring rain spread at the foot of the mountain. There were many plants in the mountain, so the chill was even stronger. However, the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain was in full swing. The surging Qi Blood of the cultivators surged like a furnace rising, dispelling the cold spring.

The luxurious carriages were parked on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain one after another. The coachmen were wearing bamboo hats and straw raincoats. They sat neatly in the shafts of the carriages and did not dare to look around.

On the mountain path, a cultivator’s mental power overflowed. He used his movement technique to quickly sweep through the spring rain, splashing mud and spring water as he rushed over.

Although it could not be said to be a hundred boats competing for popularity, it was still considered lively.

These cultivators all had extraordinary backgrounds. Some were disciples of the sects around Lin’an Prefecture, some were cultivating chivalrous heroes, and some were disciples of aristocratic families who were talented in cultivation in Lin’an Prefecture.

For example, the young masters and young ladies of the Ye Residence, Lin Residence, Planted Residence, and other martial aristocratic families, as well as the Prime Minister, Minister, Duke, and other descendants of high-ranking officials and nobles, all came in the rain.

If one could obtain the favor of the Sixth Mountain Lord and enter the Sacred Mountain, one would naturally reach the heavens in a single step. Even one’s family clan would benefit greatly. If one could be related to the Sacred Mountain, one’s status in the entire Great Zhao would rise.

This was the influence of the Sacred Mountain.

It was even to the extent that the royal family of Great Zhao had chosen to send their disciples over. Even a portion of the royal family of Great Zhao had hopes of entering the Sacred Mountain, even if it was just to become Mountain Guardian.

Of course, even if he did not manage to enter, it was extremely good for him to come and observe the Mountain Chieftain’s opening.

At the foot of the mountain.

Extremely luxurious carriages were gathered together. The carriages flew over the eaves and roofs. At the foot of the Misty Rain Mountain, they were like blooming spring flowers.

An extremely luxurious carriage was parked beside a peach tree. The peach petals that had been knocked down by the spring rain stuck to the top of the carriage, adding a hint of poetry.

In the carriage, a charcoal stove was boiling hot water, and there was a high-quality West Lake Longjing tea on the table. Young Master Qin was dressed in beautiful clothes and sat upright in it. Opposite him was Luo Qingchen, who had changed into a Confucian robe.

“I never expected Mr. Luo to plan on becoming the Mountain Guardian. I thought that Mr. Luo would still persist until he met the Sacred Teacher.”

Young Master Qin personally brewed a cup of hot Longjing tea for Luo Qingchen, and the green tea leaves floated up and down in the blue and white teacup.

Luo Qingchen looked at the tea leaves for a long time and chuckled. “After becoming a Mountain Guardian, you can still have the chance to meet the Sacred Teacher. As long as you meet the three conditions set by the First Mountain Lord, there will be no conflict.”

“It’s just that I lost the chance to become the Mountain Lord.”

“That’s true. There are indeed records of Mountain Guardians meeting Sacred Teachers in history. Mr. Luo, you’re so bold. I’ll replace wine with tea for this toast. I hope Mr. Luo can get what you want and rise to the top.”

Young Master Qin clapped and smiled. He personally raised his teacup and took a sip.

Originally, Qin Qianqiu was dissatisfied that Luo Qingchen’s Dao heart was covered in dust because of Hua Jiebing’s sword intent. Now that Luo Qingchen was willing to lower his status and become a Mountain Guardian, Qin Qianqiu’s attitude was naturally more fervent.

“Among the many cultivators who came to the Sixth Mountain this time, Mr. Luo’s cultivation level can be considered the number one. Ye Wenxi and Ye Yinping of the Ye family are also here. Although their cultivation levels are inferior to Mr. Luo’s, they are talented. Therefore, it’s impossible for them to rush to the Mountain Guardian. They’re probably here to watch the show.”

“There are only two people that Mr. Luo has to worry about in terms of cultivation level.”

Qin Qianqiu sipped his tea and looked at Luo Qingchen, who was gently caressing a palm-sized short sword.

Luo Qingchen raised his eyes slightly, and Qin Qianqiu continued, “There’s only one person in the Zhong family, Zhong Shunchao. Although his mental power hasn’t exceeded the five realms, his Body Tempering has already exceeded the five realms. His archery skills are superb, and he has to be ranked tenth on the Martial Temple’s Fierce General List.”

The corners of Luo Qingchen’s lips curled up, unconcerned.

Qin Qianqiu tapped his fingers on the table. “Second place, Ye Chong from the Ye family. His cultivation level is similar to Zhong Shunchao’s. He’s also ranked ninth on the Martial Temple’s Fierce General List.”

“The Zhong family and the Ye family were also worried about the Lin family’s situation, so they thought of a Mountain Guardian to take care of it.”

Qin Qianqiu chuckled. “The Lin Residence is in decline now. In terms of talent, the only one who can compete is the maidservant with the fire stick. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

“Therefore, Mr. Luo has a high chance.”

Qin Qianqiu’s eyes sparkled. He had high hopes for Luo Qingchen.

Luo Qingchen chuckled and drank his tea.

Suddenly, the two of them turned their heads and looked out of the window.

“Open the mountain!”

A calm voice sounded from the towering Green Mountain, like lightning flowing behind the clouds.

The residual sound of the thunder sent out curled up, and the whistling of the wind sounded!

There seemed to be sword qi rising from the entire foot of the mountain!

The misty rain on the mountain and the sunset clouds that covered the sky were cut open from the middle and turned into a curtain. It was gently lifted to the sides by someone.

The brilliant sunlight shone on the gorgeous spring raindrops and sprinkled on the foothills, forming a sunny path with new grass, tender flowers, and peach blossoms. The golden light was resplendent and flowed straight into the distant mountain path and a luxurious carriage that was galloping over.

Many cultivators at the foot of the mountain bathed in the spring rain and stared at the luxurious carriage in the distance in an uproar.

“The Lin Residence’s carriage!”

Someone recognized this carriage. The carriages in the various noble houses had the corresponding logo.

The Mountain Lord opened the mountain and tore through the misty rain. The sunlight shone down from the Nine Heavens, but it was directly spread on the path where the carriage came from… Was it a coincidence?

Many people could not help but fantasize.

When Young Master Qin saw the Lin Residence’s carriage, his expression turned cold.

“Unless the astonishing Prince Consort of the Lin family returns from the Yuan Meng Empire, no one in the Lin Residence can fight for the position of Mountain Guardian. Therefore, this golden light paving the way is just a coincidence. It just so happens that the carriage is on the way to open the mountain.” Qin Qianqiu said coldly.

Luo Qingchen looked at the carriage from afar and frowned slightly.

Under the sunlight, the carriage slowly walked to the foot of the mountain, facing the golden new grass and tender flowers and the peach petals that had fallen into the mortal world on the road.

Under everyone’s burning gaze, the curtain was lifted.

Lin Zhuifeng walked out with a fire stick on her waist and jumped down.

Countless gazes naturally landed on her. Most of the nobles recognized Lin Zhuifeng from the Lin Residence, and many people could not help but exhale.

Qin Qianqiu also sneered and drank the warm West Lake Longjing tea, not minding it.

Then, someone alighted from the carriage.

Lin Qingyin was gentle and quiet. She lifted her skirt and slowly got out of the car. Her picturesque eyes attracted the attention of many young cultivators.

In the end, a white-robed young man in the carriage slowly alighted with a tattered bamboo sword at his waist.

The young man was extraordinarily handsome, but at this moment, no one recognized him at all, so no one cared. They all retracted their gazes.

However, one person was different.

In the Qin Residence’s carriage.

Luo Qingchen’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked deeply at the young man’s figure. Then, he lowered his eyes slightly and retracted his gaze.

“He’s just a weakling at the Body Tempering Qi Blood Awakening and the Spirit Refinement Embryonic Breath. He wants to enter the Sacred Mountain. If I climb the mountain, he will definitely be crushed.”

Luo Qingchen murmured.

He looked down at his hand holding the teacup.

For some reason, the green tea in the cup trembled and rippled.

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An Le alighted from the carriage and stood silently beside Lin Zhuifeng and Lin Qingyin.

The resplendent sunlight tore through the clouds and misty rain and happened to sprinkle on his face, making him squint slightly.

Looking around, so many cultivators made him feel emotional and happy.

In his eyes, Age Qi was swaying and lingering around the cultivators like seaweed, as if they were waving at him.

The Mountain Lord’s words lingered at the foot of the mountain.

The shining path was like a passageway to the towering Green Mountain. Many cultivators’ hearts surged, but they did not dare to take the first step.

For a moment, the atmosphere at the foot of the mountain seemed a little quiet and strange.

The sound of spring rain was like the flowing sand between hourglasses.

After a long time, someone moved.

A scorching Qi Blood spiraled like a flood dragon and swept away the spring rain at the foot of the mountain. A young man in armor carried a black iron bow on his back. He stepped on the spring rain and broke through the rain, stepping onto the sunlight path.

He followed the golden path to the foot of the mountain, where clouds curled up.

The young man raised his head and cupped his fists. He opened his mouth and spoke. His voice was like the ringing of an ancient bell that echoed between the mountains.

“I, Zhong Shunchao, am willing to be a Mountain Guardian.”

The majestic Qi Blood was like a flood dragon that instantly suppressed the wind and rain in the mountains.

Many cultivators who came to the foot of the mountain looked up. Some were shocked, some were focused, and some were helpless.

An Le’s eyes flickered. This boldness was indeed terrifying. Unfortunately, he had already used up his Age Qi absorption opportunity today. Otherwise, he would definitely absorb from him.

After Zhong Shunchao, the calmness seemed to have been broken. Another person stepped out. He was also wearing armor and his cloak fluttered behind him. He held a rod-shaped Golden Tiger Head Spear diagonally. With a step, he flew out. His Qi Blood was like a spear beam in the air, suppressing Zhong Shunchao’s pressure. He stood at the foot of the mountain with the former.

“Ye Chong of the Ye family is willing to be the Mountain Guardian.” The same voice drowned out the spring breeze and drizzle, like the roar of a tiger in an empty valley, echoing endlessly.

The two of them stood at the foot of the mountain, making countless cultivators feel as if there were two mountains in their hearts. They wanted to fight for the Mountain Guardian position, but they did not even have the courage to stand up.

These were the two experts on the Martial Temple’s Fierce General List!

In the Qin Residence’s carriage.

Luo Qingchen did not continue to sit upright. The tea in the cup was warm.

He lifted the curtain and took a step forward. His Confucian robe fluttered, and a sword qi silver light surrounded his body. It carried his body and floated from the foot of the mountain.

His majestic mental power was like a sudden storm, actually suppressing the violent blood qi of the Fierce General List expert.

Luo Qingchen’s body was surrounded by sword light. He looked up at the pavilion halfway up the mountain and cupped his fists. A confident smile appeared on his lips. 3

“Luo Qingchen of Qingzhou is willing to be the Mountain Guardian.”