Chapter 715 Weird old man
No one knows if it is because of the rich spiritual energy in the sacred mountain, or because of the divine power of creation left over from Emperor Xi's creation of the world, but the entire sacred mountain is filled with extremely strong vitality, and there is a vast and distant Taoist rhyme that makes people's minds calm and peaceful echoing in the mountain.

Zhang Qian believed that no matter who it was, when he came to this sacred mountain, his heart would instantly calm down and he would be fascinated by the eternal years.

He was no exception. After standing at the foot of the mountain for a long time, Zhang Qian took the first step and prepared to climb the mountain.

No escape techniques can be performed in this sacred mountain, otherwise it would be disrespectful to the ancestral land of the human race and would immediately attract the attention of those old antiques living in seclusion in the mountain.

Zhang Qian didn't want to cause any trouble. He came here with a secret mission for the World Tree. It was of great importance, so he had to be extremely careful.

He completely regarded himself as a tourist, a tourist who admired the ancestral land of the human race and came here just for sightseeing.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian's speed was not slow. After all, his body was there, and each step he took covered a very long distance.

However, the road in the mountains was not easy to walk on. There were dense forests and vines everywhere, and there were also huge rocks standing in rows, presenting all kinds of strange scenes. There was no fixed road leading to the top of the mountain, which meant that Zhang Qian could only climb up in a winding way.

Before he knew it, more than an hour had passed. Zhang Qian looked back and found that he was still not far from the foot of the mountain. He had not walked far at all. Of course, this was only compared to the sacred mountain in front of him.

This sacred mountain is so huge that it can be called a pillar of heaven. Even if Zhang Qian runs, he is still as slow as a snail in this huge sacred mountain.

Fortunately, he was not in a hurry. He slowly looked at the scenery in the mountains while moving forward, and he did not feel bored.

Crash...!
After a while, Zhang Qian heard the sound of flowing water coming from the front. He turned around a few huge rocks in front of him and saw a pool of water. The pool was at the bottom of a cliff that was towering into the clouds. There was a strange spring on the cliff. The lively spring water flowed out of the spring and fell along the cliff into the pool below.

Gentle breezes blew, dispersing the cleansed water and creating a tiny rainbow. Pleasant bird calls could be heard near the pool, making the scene very lively.

There were also three or five cranes flying over the pond, with their golden beaks stretched out to pick up the mist in the air.

Zhang Qian watched in admiration. These cranes preferred cleanliness, but they did not drink water from the pond. Instead, they flew in mid-air to drink the fairy spring water before it hit the ground.

When they noticed Zhang Qian coming, the cranes spread their wings, chirped softly a few times, and flew away in an instant through the rainbow in the mist.

Zhang Qian was just about to fetch some spring water when he heard a series of light footsteps, which instantly alerted him.

Following the sound, an old man in gray clothes carrying a bamboo bucket slowly walked out from the shade of the jungle.

As soon as this old man appeared, Zhang Qian had a very strange feeling. The old man had a ruddy face, white hair and beard, and looked like an immortal. However, the other person's eyes were extremely scary. These eyes were unclear and dark, like two eyes in the sky looking down from the sky. There was no emotional fluctuation at all, only indifference.

When Zhang Qian looked into the old man's eyes, he felt as if he was completely seen through, and this feeling made him very uncomfortable.

What surprised him even more was that he couldn't see through the old man's cultivation level. It was as if there was a layer of fog covering him, blocking all vision.

Zhang Qian hesitated for a moment and was about to greet the old man, but unexpectedly the old man spoke first: "An innate stone spirit? Oh, that's not right. What secret method are you practicing? It actually looks so similar to an innate stone spirit."

The old man didn't know what politeness was, and he asked Zhang Qian about the secret method of body refining, which surprised Zhang Qian. Seeing the other party's inquiring eyes, Zhang Qian said softly: "It's just a secret method I got by chance, not worth mentioning. Senior, do you know the way to the mountain? I have admired the ancestral land for a long time, and I can't wait to go up and see it."

"You're just looking up to me. There's no need to say these high-sounding words in front of me. Just ask for directions. Why beat around the bush? There's no path up the mountain. The vitality of nature here is extremely rich, but if someone tramples out a path, it will be covered by flowers and trees in a blink of an eye."

Zhang Qian was stunned by the old man's answer. He couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Has this man become stupid from practicing so hard here? Why is he so direct in his speech?"

Perhaps he saw Zhang Qian's eyes, the old man said: "Come with me, it's rare to see a younger generation like you who has cultivated his body to such a level. If you are not in a hurry, come to my cave and sit down."

Zhang Qian's mind moved, and he nodded in agreement. He waited for the old man to fetch the spring water and followed him. After a few turns, they came to a moss-covered cliff.

There are more than a dozen caves on the mountain wall. Some of the caves even have faint power fluctuations emanating from them. The fluctuations are extremely secretive, but have a power that can shake time and space. It is obvious that those who are retreating in the caves are not ordinary people, but powerful people with terrifying cultivation.

The old man led Zhang Qian up the steep stone steps on the side of the mountain wall and came to a cave.

In front of the cave, there is a stone platform, about ten feet in size. On the edge of the platform, there is a winding and twisted pine tree. The crown of the pine tree is shaped like a canopy, covering the entire platform. Behind the platform is a cave.

There is a stone table and stone bench under the pine tree. The whole stone platform looks extremely elegant. At the old man's suggestion, Zhang Qian sat down beside the stone table. Turning his head, he saw auspicious clouds floating in the distance and the mountain breeze blowing, which made him feel like he was in seclusion again, not caring about worldly affairs.

"Dare you ask me your senior's name?"

After the old man slowly brewed a pot of fairy tea, Zhang Qian asked.

"Name? Just call me Jiuyuan."

The old man's answer made Zhang Qian feel that this might be a name that the other party had just come up with.

"Okay, Senior Jiuyuan, I'm a little curious, what level of cultivation are you at now? Why can't I see it?"

Zhang Qian vaguely felt that the other party was even more terrifying than those Half-Step Daluo Dao Masters of the Tianxu Sect, but how was this possible?
Jiu Yuan laughed: "That's because your cultivation is too low, so naturally I can't see it, just like you are a person with hidden destiny, and you are naturally not afraid of others' calculations. A person with hidden destiny... Yes, why didn't I think of it at the beginning!"

At this moment, the old man seemed to have suddenly realized something and kept muttering to himself.

Zhang Qian was not surprised to be recognized as a hidden person, but what was going on with the old man's look of sudden enlightenment?

"Senior Jiuyuan?"

The old man muttered to himself for a while, and suddenly his face changed. He became like a stone statue, without any emotional fluctuations, even more indifferent than the innate stone spirit in the emperor's tomb.

“I have been waiting here for several eras since the ancient times. I have seen countless people coming to the ancestral mountain, no less than hundreds of millions. Unfortunately, none of them was the one I was waiting for. I thought there was something wrong with my calculations at the beginning, but now I know that I was not wrong. It was all because the person I was waiting for was a person with a hidden destiny. Hahahaha, that makes sense. The Tao has not let me down. My waiting has finally paid off. Go and do what you want to do. I’ll see you there!”

(End of this chapter)