After learning about this, everyone felt heavy-hearted, even more depressed than before.
night
The small house couldn't accommodate too many people.
Most of the disciples slept on the ground outside the hut.
Jia Xitong returned to his sea of consciousness to draw talismans. He picked up his brush, dipped it in ink, and his brushstrokes flowed like dragons and phoenixes. As he concentrated, the statue beside him was faintly glowing with golden light.
Shang Yanting also woke up.
He noticed that the spiritual energy in his body was circulating particularly fast, and since he couldn't sleep anyway, he closed his eyes and began to cultivate.
The spiritual energy around Jia Xitong kept flowing away and surging back.
The pen tip moved across the paper, and the talisman gradually took shape under his hand.
The spiritual energy flowed rapidly between the two, and a very small portion was absorbed by the nearby statue, subtly connecting with something deep underground...
There's something unusual happening in the Trial Realm!
The teacher, who couldn't sleep at all, felt the ground trembling.
The commotion grew louder and louder, and even almost all the disciples outside woke up.
Immediately afterwards, the ground began to sink, and as the teacher ran out of the house, the ground sank instantly, and yellow sand poured down into the lower area.
"Run! Run!"
The teacher ran while urging his disciples to hurry up.
The disciples of Qing Shuang Peak immediately stood up, only to find Shang Yanting sitting motionless on the ground.
"Junior Brother Yan has entered a meditative state!"
Entering a meditative state is an extremely rare occurrence in spiritual practice, and the requirements are extremely stringent.
Each time I enter a meditative state, my cultivation speed is 200% of normal. The downside is that I can't wake up until the meditation ends.
Many people can only enter a state of deep meditation twice in their entire lives, but he is different; he can enter a state of deep meditation even in a secret realm.
The eldest and second eldest brothers exchanged a glance and then carried him as they ran.
On the other side
Within her sea of consciousness, Jia Xitong drew talismans faster and faster, the tip of her brush seemingly dancing on the paper.
This time, it wasn't Shang Yanting guiding her in cultivation; rather, she was leading the entire process. Something, deep down, was influencing her, calling to her.
boom--
A deafening roar finally broke this mysterious state.
When she came to her senses, her subordinates had successfully drawn more than forty talismans.
"Holy crap!"
Jia Xitong was startled by her own reaction. She reflexively glanced at the statue of the deity on the paperweight next to her, then superstitiously bowed and said, "Thank you, Great God of Talismans, for your protection."
She now has a total of 46 lightning-attracting talismans.
Thinking of a certain impoverished host, she decided to find an excuse to give him two tickets.
I was feeling quite pleased with myself when I went outside and suddenly discovered that I was surrounded by a light green fluorescent light that looked like will-o'-the-wisps.
Holy crap, what is this thing?
##
The secret realm has collapsed!
The teachers who were waiting at the foot of the mountain first heard a muffled rumble, and then the mountains within a radius of dozens of miles sank into the ground.
The more than two hundred inner disciples and dozens of teachers inside had not yet come out, and they were all stunned for a second.
"Quickly! Go report to the dean."
"Quickly, summon the Peak Master!"
Everyone panicked.
##
The teacher and students buried underground were in chaos.
Where am I?
"Everyone, stay put and don't touch anything that's glowing!"
The raccoon had already touched it before the teacher even spoke.
Sizzle.
Her claws scratched the wall, and her nails burned like a match.
Jia Xitong quickly blew it out.
Shang Yanting: ...
He patted Jia Xitong and stuffed her into the backpack on his chest, saying, "Don't move."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of clicking sounds came from all around.
Numerous small holes were visible in the wall, from which tiny arrows shot out.
"Get out of the way!"
The group, who had been gathered together, were scattered by the rain of arrows. Just as Shang Yanting led Jia Xitong into a passageway, a huge boulder fell from above, blocking the entrance they had come from.
Oh no.
At this moment, there were only the two of them, and their left, right, top, bottom, and rear were all blocked off. They had no other choice but to keep going until the very end of the road ahead.
They hadn't gone far when the road ahead was blocked.
Shang Yanting frowned slightly and took out his longsword to try to break through the wall in front of him.
Jia Xitong then took out the large iron ladle she had used to make soup for her fellow students yesterday and held it out to the wall. Since she was already here, she figured she could keep the glittery powder she had taken from the wall as a souvenir.
When she received the "souvenir," she suddenly noticed a protruding stone on the wall.
“Dear host.”
She poked Shang Yanting's chest to make him look.
Upon seeing this, Shang Yanting poked the stone with the hilt of his sword. The stone was actually movable, and he managed to push it directly into the wall.
Swish swish——
Countless arrows shot out from inside the wall. If Shang Yanting hadn't dodged quickly, the raccoon would have turned into a hedgehog bear.
He dodged the arrows, but then his feet suddenly lost their footing.
The man and the beast continued to fall, and the moment they hit the ground, the hole above their heads immediately closed.
"Dear host, why are you so reckless!"
Jia Xitong took a deep breath. Was the male lead really that arrogant?
"Look around."
Shang Yanting lifted her head, gesturing for her to look forward and above her head.
It's very spacious inside.
The interior is supported by twelve giant stone pillars, each carved with a five-clawed dragon that extends all the way to the top, with the twelve huge dragon heads hanging down as if looking directly at them.
At the end of the twelve dragon pillars, there was a stone coffin.
Legend has it that during the ancient times of gods and demons, powerful beings who perished left behind many treasures on the continent of Aotian, waiting for destined individuals to discover them.
The person who obtains this treasure will be able to soar to great heights!
Shang Yanting's fingers twitched slightly as he cautiously carried Jia Xitong forward.
Just a few meters away from the stone coffin, one of the dragon pillars moved!
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