Chapter 226

Secret Realm Closed

“Nonsense!”

Ye Lingyun sat comfortably in a safe area to rest, his whole body hidden in a large cloak.

Hearing the sound, he listened attentively.

This safe area is very large. Perhaps because they know that the secret realm is about to be closed, many people are resting quietly in order to prepare for the challenges after leaving the secret realm.

At this time, several monks who knew each other gathered together and talked, and the content of their conversation was exactly the scene they had seen not long ago.

"Everything I said was true! Someone really managed to tame the Chaos Phantom Fire in a very short period of time! The speed of refining it was very fast!" One of them described it excitedly, gesticulating with joy, as if he was about to fly.

The other person's expression was clearly filled with disbelief. "There are many alchemists and weapon refiners in the outside world who possess the Primal Chaos Phantom Fire. It's not surprising that they can subdue it, but refining it is not easy. Even that Heavenly Rank weapon refiner took twenty years to refine it!"

"I say, are you bragging again?"

"I'm not exaggerating! I saw it with my own eyes. They were two Taoist companions wearing masks, one of the wood element and the other of the fire element. The one of the fire element must have special magical powers!" He argued fiercely.

It was his fault that he didn't take out the photo stone in time to take a picture. In today's Tianxuan Continent, since the emergence of special intelligence forces such as Qianji Pavilion, many independent cultivators carry photo stones with them when they go out. Once they record interesting things, they can get extra spirit stones.

But he really doesn't have this habit.

It was clearly the fact that he had seen with his own eyes, but his fellow Taoists did not trust him, which made him very uncomfortable.

But it's normal. It's hard for people to believe things beyond their own cognition, especially those that are beyond their common sense.

His fellow Taoists just thought he was bragging!

But on the other hand, Ye Lingyun believed it mostly after hearing it. This description... felt very familiar.

"The Taoist companions wearing masks, could it be... them?" Ye Lingyun thought to himself.

Thinking of the two weird monks who had prevented him from obtaining the Chaos Fruit Tree and only took away a branch...

These two people gave him a feeling that was even more mysterious than the Holy Academy.

......

Yan Qingyan didn't know that she had already revealed half of her true identity in front of Ye Lingyun, and Ling Mochen didn't know that the bounty for Chaos Phantom Fire had already reached a terrifying number.

Although not much divine sense was directed at them at the beginning, there was already news that 'someone' had obtained the Chaos Phantom Fire.

Outside the Tianxuan Secret Realm, some cultivators who had left in advance had sold the news, attracting many alchemists and even weapon refiners to come and "block the door".

Just wait for them to come out.

Many monks also came to the safe area where the two were, most of them were recuperating quietly in order to reach their peak state.

The battlefield of independent cultivators is never just within the secret realm. Many times, the moment they enter or leave the secret realm is when they are truly in danger.

Don't be careless!

Time passed slowly, and soon, the Tianxuan Secret Realm was ready to close.

Buzz——

On this day, all the cultivators in the secret realm sensed a mysterious feeling, and then their bodies were enveloped by balls of light and expelled from the secret realm.

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen hid in the space and did not go out. They were practicing seriously in the wooden house and completely forgot about the specialness of this day.

I just don’t know, when they leave the space next time, what they will see in front of them will be the Tianxuan Secret Realm or the outside world.

......

Squeak——

Ling Mochen pushed open the door of the wooden house, went to the spiritual field with ease, picked a few boxes of spiritual fruits, scooped a ladle of spiritual spring water to wash them, slowly brought them back to the wooden house, and placed them on the round table.

Yan Qingyan turned to the side with sleepy eyes, as if she was immersed in a wonderful dream and didn't want to wake up, but the fragrance of the spiritual fruit filled her nose, making her move her nose involuntarily.

A monk doesn't need to sleep, but she still takes time to take a nap occasionally because sleeping makes her feel more comfortable than meditating.

Especially in space, this place that makes me feel extremely safe.

Ling Mochen looked at his Taoist partner with amusement, picked up a small spiritual fruit, and gently placed it next to Yan Qingyan's mouth.

Looking at her chewing with her cheeks puffed out but still not wanting to open her eyes, a soft ripple arose in my heart.

The two of them have been staying in space for eighteen years.

For eighteen whole years, he had not left the space even once.

Comfortable times always pass quickly and are gone in the blink of an eye.

Ling Mochen even thought that if the days were always as peaceful as they are now, without thinking about cultivation or the outside world, would the two of them just live their lives in ignorance?

Ling Mochen took out a timekeeping magic tool, which he found in the storage ring of the man from Yinhuang Sect. Calculating the time, the Tianxuan Secret Realm should have been closed.

Qingyan probably forgot about it and hasn't mentioned her previous plan until now, so she went out to take a look.

Crunch. Crunch.

After finishing the last spiritual fruit, Yan Qingyan finally got up energetically and stretched lazily.

Ling Mochen hesitated to speak, wondering whether he should remind Qingyan.

He actually likes his current life very much, and he doesn't mind staying here until he dies of old age.

But Yan Qingyan obviously didn't think so. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to ask the man in red beside the bed, "Mo Chen, what time is it now? Shouldn't the secret realm be closed?"

Ling Mochen: ...

Ling Mochen opened his mouth and squeezed out a sentence after a while, "Yes."

“It’s closed.”

Yan Qingyan clasped her hands together and said happily, "Then let's get ready and go out and take a look!"

Peaceful times are just a diversion; the colorful and magnificent path of cultivating immortals is what she loves.

Staying in such a quiet and peaceful place like Space for a long time will make her lazy!

"So urgent?" Ling Mochen's mouth twitched.

"Huh? Don't you feel bored in this space?" Yan Qingyan asked in surprise.

She could clearly feel that the time they spent on cultivation was much less than before. Oh, only serious cultivation was limited.

Unlike the native cultivators in the Tianxuan Realm, they can go into seclusion for a hundred or eighty years.

Yan Qingyan lived in a fast-paced world in her previous life. Once she was quiet for a long time, she always wanted to do something.

This is also what Ling Mochen has always found very strange. How could a cultivator with water and wood spiritual roots be so impatient?

Ling Mochen shook his head silently.

The two looked at each other for a long while, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ling Mochen smiled helplessly and said, "I don't know what the situation is outside. I'll go prepare my equipment and go out in a while."

"Okay." Yan Qingyan made a 'yeah' gesture.

......

What the two didn’t know was that half a year after the Tianxuan Secret Realm was closed, a massive fight had already begun outside the secret realm.

It continues to this day.

"The remnants of the Yinhuang Sect are lurking outside the Tianxuan Secret Realm!"

"Quickly send people to subdue the evil cultivators!"

"I am offering a reward of 10,000 high-grade spirit stones. I ask the Mahayana cultivators to take action. We must not let this guy escape!"

"Strange, I haven't heard any news about the Yinhuang Sect in a long time. It's too ancient. Why are there cultivators blocking here?!"

"Leave quickly! Don't get involved in the aftermath of the fight between the powerful!"

“…”

The elder of the Yinhuang tribe was dressed in a gray robe. It seemed that he could no longer withstand the endless stream of opponents, so he suddenly used his trump card to blast a way out for himself.

"Oh no, he's going to run away!"

“Chase after him!”

The elder of Yinhuang Sect is running in front, and the righteous monks are chasing behind. Is it possible to escape even if they have wings, or can they fly far away?

“Damn it!”

The gray-robed old man took a last look at the entrance of the Tianxuan Secret Realm, and countless question marks representing doubts filled his entire sea of ​​consciousness.

This is clearly the place where the Qi last disappeared. Why has it not been discovered in recent years?

Could it be that the villain who killed the monks of our clan had an accident when the secret realm was closed?

Dead?