Chapter 22

Countdown three days

One year.

Countless Qi Refining cultivators arrived in Feilan City one after another. Many cultivators with backgrounds were accompanied by Foundation Establishment guards for protection, and there were even Golden Core True Immortals!

As the secret realm was about to open, all available places to rent in Feilan City were rented out, and a series of tents were set up outside the city, which could be called the 'Eight Hundred Mile Joint Camp'!

There was a booming trading boom both inside and outside the city. It was unknown who went bankrupt from shopping and who made a fortune from selling goods.

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen had nothing to do with this huge excitement.

In the wooden house in the Lingquan space, Yan Qingyan slowly opened her eyes.

A breath of foul air was gently exhaled.

"I have reached the fifth level of Qi Refining!" Yan Qingyan said happily.

In a little over a year, he had gone from being a mortal to the fifth level of Qi Refining. Even if he had to start over, his speed was still fast enough to be called a rocket.

Part of it is due to the space environment, and part of it is due to the spiritual spring water.

The effect of taking spiritual spring water for refining and practicing is not much worse than directly using spiritual stones.

Yan Qingyan stood up, and her whole body made a crackling sound.

The sense of power is overflowing!

Yan Qingyan left the space. Ling Mochen had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time.

When Ling Mochen saw Yan Qingyan coming out, he handed over the pill he had just refined.

"Disguise Pill, second grade."

A first-grade disguise pill is only effective for one day, while a second-grade disguise pill can last for a week.

And it is more difficult to detect abnormalities.

The same thing is that the taste is hard to describe.

Yan Qingyan's cheerful mood immediately fell.

But I still took it obediently.

"Damn Yin Siwen, if it weren't for him, we wouldn't have to hide!" Yan Qingyan swallowed the disguise pill viciously.

Ling Mochen suddenly heard the name and looked a little dazed.

If it weren't for Yin Siwen, they really wouldn't have to hide even for their cultivation.

But if it weren't for him, he wouldn't have ended up with Qingyan by accident.

Things in this world are interdependent with blessings and disasters, and are truly unpredictable.

Yan Qingyan's appearance, body shape and voice have all changed. After taking the Disguise Pill, her appearance looks much softer than before.

The same is true for Ling Mochen.

"According to the time, it's just three days before we should be out." Ling Mochen said in a deep voice, with irrepressible excitement in his tone.

Yan Qingyan felt the same way. Her chest swelled when she thought about going to the legendary secret realm.

"I didn't expect that the first time I went to a secret realm in my life, I would witness such a grand event." Yan Qingyan said excitedly.

She suddenly believed again that she had the aura of the protagonist!

No matter whether this protagonist halo really exists or not, at least thinking this way can make her feel more comfortable!

Thinking of the secret realm, Yan Qingyan asked curiously, "How many secret realms have you been to?"

Isn't this the first time?

"I've been to two before, they were just small secret realms with not many opportunities." Ling Mochen replied.

There are many secret realms of all sizes in Xuan Gan Continent, but there are not many near Qingyang City that are suitable for the Qi Refining Period.

This was the first time he had encountered such a large-scale battle in a secret realm.

"Haha, we will definitely gain a lot this time!" Yan Qingyan said confidently.

She has wood-related abilities, her strength is comparable to that of a person in the foundation-building stage, and she is invincible within the secret realm!

But she can't be too reckless, as the foundation of a big force is not something she can imagine just by thinking about it. It is possible that a young Qi-refining cultivator will use his trump card or launch a full-strength attack from an old Nascent Soul ancestor!

"Thank you for your good wishes." Ling Mochen said with a smile.

Now they are only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Not to mention the entire Xuan Gan Continent, even the area near Qingyang City is not enough.

But no matter what, any courageous cultivator would not refuse such a great opportunity.

Those who practice Taoism fight for their lives against the heavens.

Follow your heart and fear nothing!

......

Fifty miles outside Feilan City.

This is an endless wilderness.

At this time, the wilderness was crowded with people, with businessmen setting up stalls and selling goods everywhere, as well as small groups gathered together.

There are the second generation of cultivators who look very generous, with storage rings all over their hands and no fear of being robbed; there are elegant cultivators with a dignified appearance and accompanied by a large number of guards; there are solitary wild cultivators who travel the world with a sword; there are female cultivators in white with veils that make it hard to see their faces, and their demeanor is like that of a fairy descending from heaven...

And...eh?

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen had just arrived here when they saw a few familiar faces.

"Yan Fengjie, that's the young master of my Yan family." Yan Qingyan sent a message to Ling Mochen.

My goodness, the head of the family actually dared to let him out. Isn’t he worried that there would be no one to succeed him in case of an accident?

Ling Mochen also sent back a voice transmission, "I saw Deng Hao, he used to be my good friend."

Why say before?

Ever since his Dantian was destroyed, he has had no news of these friends.

Ling Mochen is not good at speaking and is used to being alone. He does not take the initiative to make friends, so he does not have many good friends.

Deng Hao was one of them. He was the son of the owner of Zui Xiang Lou, the largest restaurant in Qingyang City. It was Deng Hao who took the initiative to talk to him when he was out one day.

Ling Mochen recalled the scene when they first met. A little fat man in an orange robe, carrying a pot of wine, staggered in his way and said he wanted to make friends with him.

But he doesn't like drinking.

Deng Hao followed beside Chen Bufan. As if sensing something, he turned around and looked in the direction of Ling Mochen.

He saw a strange man in a red gown looking in his direction calmly, then turned his head silently.

Deng Hao frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

"What's wrong?" Chen Bufan asked from the side.

He originally wanted to come to the Wuyuan Secret Realm alone, but Deng Hao was too clingy and insisted on following him, so he had no choice but to bring him along.

But once he entered the secret realm, he didn't want to travel with anyone else.

He has always liked to be alone.

Deng Hao smiled innocently and said, "Ahaha~ It's nothing, I just saw someone who looked a bit like an old friend of mine."

"There are too many people in the world who look similar, so why bother about these appearances." Chen Bufan said lightly.

"Aha~that's right." Deng Hao scratched his hair.

Just now, for a moment, he actually felt that the man looked very much like Ling Mochen. He was really overthinking it.

That person looked different from Ling Mochen, but their temperament was very similar.

As for clothing, Ling Mochen also likes to wear red clothes.

It's quite strange that he is a low-key person who doesn't like to be in the spotlight but he loves red.

Thinking of Ling Mochen, Deng Hao felt a pity.

Ever since he learned that Ling Mochen had suffered such a disaster, he had not dared to contact him. In fact, he just didn't dare to face the fact that such a cruel thing had happened to his good friend.

By the time he calmed down and decided to go visit, he had already left Qingyang City.

For some reason, he felt relieved when he learned that Ling Mochen had left Qingyang City.

As time goes by, it is gradually forgotten.

Deng Hao looked there again out of the corner of his eye, and saw a new group of people there.

The person just now has disappeared.