The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

The speed of the Perfect Level Earth Leaping Golden Light was rapid.

In no time at all.

Xuanqing had brought back Abbot Dao Guang’s spirit to Black Wind Mountain.

He waved his right hand.

He put down Abbot Dao Guang, then spoke in a serious tone, “Dao Guang, you said before that you went to the Western Heaven to fetch the scriptures for your own aspirations.”

“I ask you, what is your aspiration?”

With these words.

Dao Guang fell into deep thought.

After a while.

His gaze seemed to take in all the beings below the mountain, and he said uncertainly, “My aspiration…”

“In the beginning…. I wasn’t quite sure, but…. after seeing the suffering of the people, I felt a great pain, and then I understood.”

With this.

His facial features squeezed together, as if the memories in his mind were extremely painful for him.

“So… my wish is that there is no more suffering in the world!”

“Amitabha!” Abbot Dao Guang put his palms together and closed his eyes.

Hearing this.

No more suffering in the world… tsk tsk!

Xuanqing’s mouth turned up ever so slightly.

Even though he doesn’t have such grand aspirations, it doesn’t stop him from admiring such individuals.

“Dao Guang, Amitabha cannot fulfill your wish, nor can the Mahayana Buddhism of the Western Heaven.”

“If you are willing to join my Taoist order, I can give you the opportunity to fulfill your wish.”

Xuanqing said indifferently.

“Of course… words alone aren’t convincing, are you willing to come with me… to walk around in the mundane world under my jurisdiction?”

“I am willing!”

Abbot Dao Guang nodded his head.

The next moment.

Xuanqing’s feather duster in his hand shook slightly, turned into thousands of fine silk strands, wrapped the other party up, and then turned into a golden light and disappeared.

Zen Destruction City.

The city was grand and awe-inspiring, the streets were constantly bustling with traffic, the public was coming and going, and smiles of genuine happiness filled their faces.

As Xuanqing’s earliest foothold, with the development of Black Wind Country, the economy here also greatly improved.

Among them, the pillar of the economy is naturally the tourism industry, and the most famous attraction in the city is the ‘Former Guanyin Zen Temple’.

Guanyin Zen Temple.

It’s the iconic attraction of the entire Zen Destruction City.

In the temple stands a stone stele, which records in detail why this Guanyin Zen Temple was destroyed overnight, and the story of Elder Jinchi, which is widely circulated.

As the hottest tourist attraction, it is naturally very bustling.

This moment.

In the front yard of the temple.

A young man holding a long red flagpole in his hand, wearing a sun hat on his head, was tirelessly introducing to the tourists behind him.

“Dear visitors, please look, these many black pits on the ground, were the Heavenly Punishment brought down by the Blue Sky Lord!”

“As for why the Heaven’s Punishment came down, I’m sure you’ve heard countless versions, so I won’t go into too much detail.”

“If you’re interested, you can also look at this stele, which records the deeds of the famous Elder Jinchi!”

Upon hearing this.

Tens of tourists following the young man in the queue turned their eyes to the holes in the ground.

Though historically speaking, so many years have passed since the Thunder Punishment, they could still feel the faint traces of righteousness emanating from the holes.

Apart from these tourists.

In the courtyard of this temple, there were two people with special looks standing. One was a monk with a shaven head, the other was a young Taoist holding a feather duster.

The two were Xuanqing and Abbot Dao Guang.

Xuanqing pointed at Guanyin Zen Temple and casually said, “The story of Black Wind Country starts from the destruction of this Guanyin Zen Temple!” “Amitabha!”

Abbot Dao Guang put his palms together, although he was puzzled in his heart, he had no impatience at all, but instead listened quietly.

“Back then…. this place was just a small town, called Black Wind Town, when I first came here, I became the Taoist Immortal Official of Black Wind Town…”

“One day I heard the grievances of the townsfolk, after investigating I was furious, this Guanyin Zen Temple ”

Along with Xuanqing’s narration.

Abbot Dao Guang’s eyes were filled with a touch of shock.

He never imagined that there were such evil people in this world, and that these evil people actually came from a Zen temple of Shimen.

After seeing the iconic attraction of Zen Destruction City.

Without lingering.

Xuanqing waved his feather duster, picked up the other party, and flew towards the next location.

Sha City!

As the first side capital of Black Wind Imperial City, it is also the site of the battle symbolizing the rise of Black Wind City.

In this city, the most famous thing is the city wall.

Countless people, either with their arms or their ears, pressed against the city wall, looking in awe at the heroic spirits inside who defended their homes and the country and died on the battlefield.

“Listen!” Xuanqing pointed to the wall with his hand and spoke lightly to Dao Guang beside him.

“Hmm!”

Dao Guang nodded his head, and then like those masses around him, put his ears to the wall.

In an instant.

Countless heroic spirits appeared before his eyes.

Finally.

A young heroic spirit with tattered armor, full of blood, and a fierce face attracted his attention.

When Abbot Dao Guang focused on this heroic spirit.

The next moment.

A huge amount of information, like a slideshow, flashed through his mind.

The information… contained the entire life of this heroic spirit.

Born with a loud cry, his mother died of a difficult labor. He was then raised on goat’s milk from the village until he was two years old. Then came the great famine, unreasonable tax collection by the government office, natural disasters… human calamities followed one after another..