Create a Myth in Gaowu, I Am the First Immortal in the World

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, there is an inn. Several world-famous heads of the seven major sects are fighting for the title of "No. 1 In the world", and the invisible sword energy makes the tiles on the roof rustle. In the middle of the inn, Lin Xuan turned a deaf ear to the murderous intent in the room, closed his eyes slightly and muttered to himself. "The aura of this place is steaming, the fairy mist is coiled like a dragon and a snake, and the innate Tao Qi evolves all things. It is the perfect Taoist place for Pindao to preach in this world!" The next moment, the wind stopped, the clouds stagnated, and everything in Kunlun Mountain was completely silent. All the birds and beasts bowed their heads in the same direction. In an instant, the world trembled, and the wind and clouds in the nine heavens rolled back. The inky sky suddenly opened a purple-gold gap, and thousands of strands of fairy energy poured down like the Milky Way. Colorful auspiciousness appeared out of thin air, and countless fairy lotuses bloomed out of thin air. Starlight and fairy energy blended to create a misty fairyland. Lin Xuan opened his eyes, and the Taoist rhyme lingering around him was flowing like substance, and every strand seemed to contain the ancient mystery of the creation of the world. Looking at the several heads standing frozen in the inn and the swords falling into the dust, Lin Xuan picked up the porcelain teacup and took a sip, shaking his head slightly: "Leader of the Wulin Alliance? The situation is too small." "What Pindao wants to do is to be the Taoist ancestor of this world."