Seeing that everyone's appetite was almost whetted, Lu Muyun spoke up, "Although it was a critical moment to escape, I still couldn't help but look back.
"Unexpectedly, the thunder bomb exploded into the yellow sand, creating a gap in the yellow sand. Although the gap disappeared in an instant and was then filled with yellow sand again, I still saw something through it."
When everyone heard this, they knew that the key point had come, and they immediately held their breath and listened to the following words.
"I vaguely saw what looked like a city inside. A city built of gold and spiritual stones."
Hearing this, there were continuous gasps from the tea stall.
"Are you seeing right?"
"Is this true?"
Everyone shouted at Lu Muyun.
"Although it was only a moment, I believe I was not mistaken. Under the sunlight, the gold and spirit stones reflected a dazzling light that could almost blind people's eyes." Lu Muyun said.
After hearing this, everyone had their own thoughts in mind.
If it was truly a shining light, it was highly likely that one was mistaken. Even though cultivators in the Condensed Sea stage had excellent eyesight, many things in the world of cultivation could not be seen with the naked eye.
But they also felt that what Lu Muyun said was true. There must be a reason why this golden tomb could become a training ground, with rare treasures and animals, and endless opportunities.
I spent so many spirit stones, but in the end I only heard this one important sentence. Although I can't say it was not worth it, I still felt sad afterwards.
So, he bit the bun in his hand hard.
But the next moment, their eyes lit up.
Oh, it’s not a loss!
The tornado in the desert continued to expand, seemingly poised to engulf the entire desert. Lu Xianyun began to worry, wondering if his tea stall, even at the very edge of the desert, would be swept in.
However, many discerning people noticed that although the yellow sand storm was still as powerful as before, it had shown a trend of slowing down compared to the beginning.
So the news spread quickly, and a relic appeared in the golden tomb. When the yellow sand settled, it would be time to enter the relic.
The news spread quickly, and soon all the major sects got the news. They all rushed to the Golden Tomb while the Yellow Sand Storm was still raging.
The Tiangong Gate also received the news.
Qiu Jichen never expected that such a thing would happen in the Golden Tomb just after he came out of it.
The sect sent disciples to investigate, and Qiu Jichen was naturally among them.
When Lingxi heard that his eldest brother was going to the Golden Tomb again, he ran over and said to him, "Elder brother, you're going back so soon. Maybe the tea stall is still there!"
Qiu Ji Chen nodded.
I thought I didn't know when we would meet again, but I didn't expect it to be so soon.
When the news of the discovery of ruins in this golden tomb spread, the news of a magical little tea stall here also spread.
However, this news was only circulated secretly and did not cause much impact.
But Lu Xianyun felt a little strange. Why were more and more people looking at her with strange eyes recently?
She suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
Could it be that the things in her stall were so amazing that they attracted the covetousness of others?
Were they secretly plotting to break into her stall and steal the steamed buns and tea?
I'm not afraid of them snatching it away.
If they had any ill intentions, the system would definitely detect it and expel them. She wanted to see those monks humiliate themselves!
Lu Xianyun looked at the increasing number of people surrounding the desert and whispered to his brother, "Mu Yun, there are so many cultivators here this time, probably of all levels. Your Ning Hai would definitely not be enough to fit in among them."
"Or, why don't you just stay in?"
"How can that be possible!" Lu Muyun refused without even thinking. "Every time a great opportunity arises in the world of cultivation, a bunch of cultivators rush in like crazy. If I'm afraid of this and that, won't I accomplish nothing and never be able to make further progress?
"My generation of cultivators is always looking for a glimmer of hope in the struggle..."
Lu Xianyun sighed quietly.
Every time this kind of thing is mentioned, my younger brother becomes as excited as if he has been injected with chicken blood and talks endlessly.
As expected of a middle school boy!
Lu Xianyun had automatically closed his ears and stopped listening.
As more and more people came, Lu Xianyun felt more worried.
"Brother, there shouldn't be anyone here who knows us, right? Will we run into anyone who has a grudge against our Lingdan Sect?"
Lu Muyun was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "That shouldn't be the case, right? When our Lingdan Sect was still around, you rarely showed up in public. Dad didn't let me get involved in the sect's affairs, so I was always training outside, and not many people saw me."
After hearing what his brother said, Lu Xianyun felt a little relieved.
Lu Muyun continued, "It doesn't matter even if he recognizes me. I'm not afraid! It's a good opportunity to test my skills and see how much I've improved..."
Okay, brother, this is starting again.
On this day, Qiu Jichen and other disciples of Tiangong Sect arrived.
Because the depth of the ruins in the desert is still unknown, the cultivators who came from Tiangongmen are all of different levels, and many of them have higher cultivation than Qiu Jichen.
However, they all came to pay a visit to Lu Xianyun under the leadership of Qiu Jichen.
Qiu Jichen squeezed through the crowded crowd and led his disciples here.
"Do you still remember me, shop owner? Qiu Jichen comes to thank you again."
He was the first guest! Lu Xianyun was naturally impressed. However, he was a little embarrassed by his politeness.
Qiu Jichen arrived quite late. At this time, the sandstorm in the golden tomb had become much smaller and seemed to be about to subside.
The yellow sand tornado is no longer airtight and blocking out the sky. Through the tornado, one can vaguely see the inside of the tornado.
Just as Lu Muyun said, one could vaguely see a city inside, magnificent and sparkling.
What kind of relics can be preserved so completely?
The monks began to wonder if this was a secret realm. Could it be that some condition had been triggered, causing the secret realm to appear?
Lu Xianyun has been very busy these two days, working overtime to steam buns.
Because many people learned about the wonderful uses of steamed buns, they all planned to bring some steamed buns into the ruins.
Some people with high cultivation levels rushed in when the sandstorm had not yet completely subsided. The remaining power of the sandstorm could no longer threaten them.
Those with low cultivation will have to wait a little longer.
As Lu Xianyun was packing steamed buns for Lu Muyun, he whispered to him, "You leaked the news and attracted so many people here. Aren't you afraid that they'll snatch up all the opportunities and you'll get nothing?"
Lu Muyun smiled, "Sister, although opportunities need to be snatched, it is easier to fish in troubled waters! If you call enough people, there will be tall people to hold up the sky even if it collapses!"
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