There was a sacred mountain in ancient times, called Kunlun.

Go to the immortal courtyard and go to the underworld.

Three thousand great ways, all laws return to the sect.

Make your own world and suppress the sky.

...

Listening to Mrs. Bai's story, Zhuo Yunxian had a rough understanding of the situation of Kunlun Immortal Sect.

The so-called Kunlun Immortal Island is just a fragment of the ancient Kunlun Mountains, while the Kunlun Immortal Sect inherited the legacy of the ancient Kunlun lineage, which gave rise to the current climate.

Not only does it have the strangeness of traveling through yin and yang, but it can also constrain the soul and plant the slave seal. Those immortal cultivators who planted the slave seal by the Kunlun Mirror are controlled by the Kunlun Immortal Sect.

In this way, almost no one dares to betray Kunlun Immortal Sect. Even the Immortal Saint Alliance can only throw themselves into the trap and cannot be overly controlled, so as not to make any crazy moves in the Kunlun Immortal Sect.

Especially the Kunlun Ancient Mirror is terrifying. Even if it is controlled by a powerful person in the realm of Dharma, it has the power to compete with the powerful person with supernatural powers. This is also the main reason for the compromise between the Immortal Dao Holy Alliance.

However, the Kunlun Ancient Mirror is too powerful and requires four powerful people with half-step magical power to control it at the same time, which limits the ambitions of the Kunlun Immortal Sect.

Of course, the strength of Kunlun Immortal Sect is definitely more beneficial than disadvantages for the entire Immortal Continent. They have tacit understanding with the Immortal Dao Holy Alliance, and even cooperate with each other when necessary.

...

Zhuo Yunxian remained silent and was in a serious mood.

Kunlun Immortal Sect has the power to be the only one, and even the Immortal Saint Alliance is afraid of three points. This is no wonder Mrs. Bai is not optimistic about Zhuo Yunxian being able to leave here. After all, a person has limited strength, how can he be as powerful as the Immortal Sect?

After a long time, Zhuo Yunxian suddenly asked, "Madam Bai, can I not only join the Kunlun Immortal Sect to restore my cultivation, but also avoid the enslavement of Kunlun Ancient Mirror?"

"This...it's really impossible."

Mrs. Bai thought about it carefully, then shook her head and said, "There are many amazing people since ancient times, but unfortunately no one can be exceptional. You are an outside immortal cultivator, and the Kunlun Immortal Sect will definitely not let you go. After a few days of news, there will definitely be people from the Kunlun Immortal Sect coming to ask you for questions, or even forcibly take you away. Once the slave seal is planted, unless the Kunlun Ancient Mirror is destroyed, no one can ask for the fate of enslavement."

After a pause, Mrs. Bai said again: "But if you are willing to be ordinary and stay here for a long time, Kunlun Immortal Sect should not make things difficult for you."

"Thank you, Mrs. Bai, for telling me, Zhuo probably knows it."

Zhuo Yunxian bowed his hand to express his gratitude, and his emotions gradually calmed down. He pursued freedom and freedom, so he naturally could not join the Kunlun Immortal Sect. Since that was the case, he could only be a mortal first and take one step at a time. He believed that there would always be a solution.

Mrs. Bai sighed helplessly, not knowing that she should persuade her.

In the following days, Zhuo Yunxian let go of all his distractions, while healing his wounds, he also experiences the life of mortals, works from sunrise to sunset, and even cooks in person, occasionally saving the world.

...

————————————

There is a stone valley to the north of Huangshi Village. It was once a natural mine, which brought huge wealth to the entire Diling Island.

Unfortunately, hundreds of years ago, the mineral veins here gradually dried up, and the resources of Diling Island were scarce, so the people here became increasingly poor.

Even so, the island owner of Diling Island did not give up on the use of the Luanshi Valley. He consumed a lot of manpower every year in exchange for a small amount of materials, and then sent it to Kunlun Immortal Sect one after another.

Ruimu Fengnian is a member of the mine. He started working since he was twelve years old and would go to the mine for an hour every day to work. This was once the main source of experience for their family. Although it was a bit hard, it was very stable.

If it weren't for meeting Zhuo Yunxian, Ruimu Fengnian felt that he would have lived a simple life like this until he grows old or dies.

...

The Luanshi Valley Mine is very large, with absent from work and a messy environment. There are Kunlun disciples stationed at the entrance.

However, these Kunlun disciples are arrogant and naturally will not interfere in mundane affairs. Therefore, the affairs here are basically managed by ordinary people themselves.

Today, Ruimu came late in Fengnian because he went to the market to deal with the corpse of the water anaconda and earned a lot of immortal stones. He was very excited.

After the Kunlun disciples mocked and scolded him, Ruimu Fengnian lowered his head and walked into the valley mine. Here was a dusk atmosphere, and the eyes of people coming and going were numb and tired.

No one greeted the boy, and the boy was used to being taciturn and walked silently towards his mine team.

"Xiao Nian is here? How are your mother's health?"

At this time, a middle-aged man walked to Ruimu Fengnian and asked a few questions with concern.

The absenteeism around me may be depressed or helpless, and there is a little more barrier in my eyes when I look at the boy.

The mining team worked on time, and everyone had their own tasks. When Ruimufeng was young, they had to do more. Moreover, when they thought about the other party’s situation, everyone felt a little unfamiliar and indifferent.

"Thank you, Uncle Meng, my mother is fine. I'll do it first and chat with you later."

Ruimu Fengnian nodded gratefully and walked towards a mine cave, ignoring the people around him.

If it weren't for Uncle Meng's help in recent years, Ruimu would have been driven out of the mine long ago when he was weak and sickly in his long life.

"This kid is so miserable!"

The middle-aged man shook his head with a wry smile, then waved his hand to let the absenteeism around him go away.

This person is Meng Yue, the captain of this mine team. He has been a disciple of Kunlun Immortal Sect and has been on the battlefield and killed foreign races. However, he was seriously injured in a raid mission, resulting in Meng Yue's cultivation loss and he could only leave the sect sadly.

Since Meng Yue's original home was Diling Island, he returned to this place after leaving the sect, and with the contribution of the sect, he became a small leader of the mine here. He was quite prestigious in absenteeism, and even the disciples of the Immortal Sect were quite polite to him.

Moreover, Meng Yue also has a special identity. He has learned runes from sect masters. He was able to draw simple runes on instruments, which also brought a lot of cheapness to minerals.

The portrayal of Ruimu Fengnian was portrayed by Meng Yue, so the relationship between them was very close, just like a master and apprentice.

In fact, if Ruimu Fengnian had not been sensitive to his identity, Meng Yue would have accepted the other party as his disciple.

...

The sun sets in the west and the setting sun reflects the evening.

Ruimu Fengnian dragged his tired body back home, but found that a sumptuous dinner had been prepared on the shabby table. The fragrance was everywhere, making people feel energetic and exhausted.

"Xiao Nian is back? It's time to start dinner, come quickly!"

Mrs. Bai put down her bowls and chopsticks and pulled Ruimu Fengnian to take her seat.

At this time, Zhuo Yunxian walked in with soup, and Xiao Shitou jumped up and down beside him, as if extremely excited.

"Brother Zhuo, you...you can still cook!?"

Ruimu Fengnian looked at Zhuo Yunxian like a monster, and felt a ridiculous feeling in his heart. This was the first time he saw an immortal cultivator cooking.

Zhuo Yunxian said undeniably: "I have hands and feet, what's so strange about how to cook? But you have to thank Xiao Shitou. The ingredients on this table are all made by Xiao Shitou from the beach."

"Squeak!"

Xiao Shitou happily patted his chest, looking proud.

"Well……"

Ruimu Fengnian was still confused and had no idea what to say.

Mrs. Bai's eyes were slightly red, but she was very happy. She hurriedly greeted: "Come on, come on, sir, please sit down, everyone will have a meal together, eat."

"Um."

The boy wiped his tears and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

The mother and son rarely sit together and have a happy meal, which looks particularly warm on these cold days.

...hf();
Chapter completed!