That day, they both lost their focus while listening to the speech of the vice-president of Qinglong Academy.
The old man on the stage was talking non-stop, with saliva flying all over the place, and every word he said was a teaching. However, the two of them were sitting shoulder to shoulder, with their fingers hooked into their sleeves, their souls flying far away, and their minds were all focused on those five slender fingers, with not a single thought left for anywhere else.
When the old man was halfway through his speech, three consecutive loud shouts of "Holy Land" woke Luo Jiujiang up. He looked up at the other party in confusion, thinking that he had missed something just now. After a while, he asked his teammates and saw Qianling smiling at him.
It was a smile... full of secrets.
"Why don't you ask me about the Holy Land?"
Luo Jiujiang tilted his head to listen to what was said on the stage, and asked half-seriously, "To open a holy land, do we really need to prepare three animals for sacrifice? Will the teams at each entrance to the Four Symbols Realm wear the colors blue, white, red, and black according to the world they are in?"
Han Qianling laughed again. He wasn't the carefree, laughing type like Luo Jiujiang. He carefully chose his words and rarely uttered harsh words. Even though he was more relaxed than usual in Luo Jiujiang's presence, he didn't favor such explicit and explicit expressions.
He rubbed his fingers at Luo Jiujiang, which meant "bullshit" in their code.
"The only purpose of this tradition is to let me see you wearing a green robe again." Han Qianling's eyes drifted slightly. "It's been a long time since I last saw you. I miss you so much."
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The way the holy land opened up was surprisingly different from the flying boats Luo Jiujiang had ridden, or the inter-realm teleportations he'd experienced. It was somewhat similar to how Luo Jiujiang had fallen through space in the Seven Islands Secret Realm—without any protection, the Azure Dragon Realm would first open a barrier, and then as a team emerged, they would be received by the holy land.
Luo Jiujiang had nearly suffered a heavy loss from the spatial turbulence, and he couldn't agree with this approach. With Han Qianling standing to his left and Sister Xue backing him up to his right, with these two powerful aliens protecting him, Luo Jiujiang was actually more worried about the safety of others than his own team.
"I don't think it's reliable." He whispered to Han Qianling.
"It'll be fine, and it won't hurt anyone." Han Qianling explained to him, "When the holy land opens, the nearby spatial turbulence will be absorbed by it first. In fact, this spatial turbulence, I guess, is actually..."
Han Qianling's voice gradually dropped to a whisper as he spoke. Luo Jiujiang knew he rarely said anything he wasn't completely sure of, so he didn't press the issue.
Every team entering the Holy Land received a number of Holy Mountain Stones, each numbered according to their number. This was the most important proof that they would be discovered and accepted into the Holy Land upon entering the vast expanse of space. Almost everyone solemnly accepted the stone and tucked the leather cord holding the stone into their collar.
"The third string." Luo Jiujiang complained to Han Qianling in a low voice.
He now has Qianling's dragon scale hanging around his neck, a thin piece of blue scale, close to his heart; in addition to the dragon scale, there is also the jade pendant given to him by his master, which is separated from his chest skin by a layer of inner clothing, and then there is this piece of holy mountain stone woven with leather rope.
Han Qianling also whispered back, "If you think it's too heavy, throw it away. The Holy Land isn't picky. As long as there's a trigger... You've already worn my dragon scales."
The implied message in these words was a bit shocking. Luo Jiujiang turned around and gave the other person an extra look.
"Just take a guess." Qian Ling mouthed the words to him, his smile looking a little cunning.
As a visiting team from the Suzaku Realm staying here, Han Qianling had always been treated well. After sending off the Azure Dragon envoys led by Yin Bansi, it was Qianling's turn.
"We are with the Spirit Snake Realm." Han Qianling restrained his smile, his expression still as cold and calm as before. He took a step forward and said calmly.
You should know that there are more than a thousand teams on this trip, and each team can land in a different location in the holy land, but the team members do not have to be separated, precisely because of the order of priority - it is said that people who step into the space together will be regarded as one, and the holy land will drop them off at the same place.
The time difference between the two teams entering the space one after the other may be less than half a cup of tea, but their locations may even be one in the south and one in the north, which is extremely far away.
The academy neither opposed nor supported the private alliances and reorganizations among the teams from the Three Thousand Worlds. Their attitude was simply to let them go. Therefore, the cultivator in charge of opening the boundary membrane simply glanced at them and unequivocally signaled for the fifteen of them to stand together.
"Get ready, and have a safe trip," the monk said simply, then opened a thin barrier. He flicked his sleeve, stirring up a gust of wind that blew the fifteen people away.
"Next team." The monk said mechanically.
In space, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling had a completely different experience. They had both walked through the cracks in space before, but this time, without the spatial turbulence, the journey was much smoother, becoming a wonderful enjoyment.
The holy land emitted a faint, guiding white light, and the group involuntarily headed towards it. Given the distance and their current speed, it would take quite some time to reach the holy land. Luo Jiujiang suddenly remembered something and turned to Han Qianling, saying, "The last time I emerged from the deadly place, I also had no problems along the way. I felt even more protected..."
He had now reached the Golden Core stage, possessing the Dao Source within him. He was in no way the Foundation Establishment kid who had bravely tore through the deadly ground yesterday. When he mentioned his last experience of crossing the spatial rift, it was as if a switch had been triggered, and he quickly realized something was slightly amiss.
“…”
Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling turned their heads almost at the same time, and they both shouted at a certain empty direction in the dark space: "Who is it!"
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