The sun rises.

A half-moon of the sun slowly rose from the surface of Qinghu Lake, which was as vast as the sea.

Disciples from various sects and independent practitioners from Wudong gathered on the shore near the center of Qinghu Lake, quietly bathing in the morning light, waiting for the entrance to Qinghu Lake to open.

The disciples of the Cangwu, Cuijin and Mosheng sects gathered together and occupied a large open space by the lake.

Huangfu Wuqin, Shangguan Yuzhou, Zong Changsong, and Zhai Qingning stood at the front of many inner disciples of Cangwu Sect, demonstrating their unique status.

The Cuijin Sect is led by Yuan Xiao and three other Shenglun.

As well as the Mo Shengmen disciples led by Han Honghua, Fang Qi and a powerful Shenglun master named Zhang Rui.

There are eleven people in total from the three factions, and they are gradually moving closer.

In their hands, they all held a formation wheel, which was made by Zhai Qingning overnight.

If they were ambushed when leaving Qinghu blessed land, they could each activate the roulette wheel to form a protective formation as a means of self-protection.

But when he looked among the disciples of the three sects one by one, he could not see Kong Ju.

Yuan Xiao seemed to have noticed this as well. He approached the Cangwu Sect and whispered to Huangfu Wuqin and the others, "Where is Kong Juren? Doesn't he know that today is the day to leave Qinghu Blessed Land?"

Han Honghua was also frowning. She had noticed that Kong Ju was gone a long time ago, and followed Yuan Xiaoqiao's lead and said, "The passage will only be open for an incense stick of time. If you miss it, you will have to stay in this blessed land for five years."

"I don't know. Junior Brother Kong went out early and hasn't returned yet." Zong Changsong was also quite troubled by Kong Ju's behavior. Leaving Qinghu blessed land was a big deal.

This would mean missing the time and leaving Kong Ju in the blessed land of Qinghu Lake, and he would inevitably be scolded by Huangfu Ying.

"Don't worry. Even if we lose Junior Brother Kong, we won't lose him. He will show up naturally when the time comes." Shangguan Yuzhou seemed to know where Kong Ju had gone. He waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling everyone not to think too much about it.

"It would be better if he didn't come. He would be left here to keep company with the fish in Qinghu Lake." Huangfu Wuqin narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully.

His sight shifted towards the entrance to the space of Changqing Zhenren Long Shu.

Kong Ju's figure appeared in the swamp pool blocked by vines.

He first bowed towards the inside, then said softly: "Master Changqing, today is the day when the passage to Qinghu blessed land is opened. I will leave here now, and I came to say goodbye to you."

True Man Changqing helped him a lot. Without her help, the cultivators from the three sects would have been killed at the starry sky altar.

Therefore, Kong Ju came to say goodbye before leaving, which was considered basic courtesy.

Originally, Kong Ju had not expected Long Shu to respond to him, so after bowing, he was about to leave.

Suddenly, the internal passage where the vines were intertwined began to wriggle.

Something flew out from the vines.

It is a green flute, made of some special magical bamboo. It does not look like a magical instrument, but there is a charm flowing through the flute, which shows that it is not an ordinary object.

The flute flew straight towards Kong Jue.

He took it subconsciously, with a puzzled look on his face.

Before he could ask, Long Shu's clear and lazy voice echoed in his ears.

"The Tide-Calling Flute is the key to opening the passage to the blessed land. Blow the spirit flute and the passage will open. There is no need to wait for the day when the blessed land is opened."

"I told you before that when I inherit Qinghu blessed land, you can come and go at any time. Keep it. Changqing Zhenren takes his promises very seriously."

"Thank you, Immortal!" Upon hearing that it was the key to open the blessed land of Qinghu, Kong Ju showed a warm smile.

The fact that Long Shu gave him the Tide-Calling Flute proved that she didn't hate him.

What can I do if I come to this blessed place of Qinghu Lake for no reason?

There is no one else here, so of course I have to look for Long Shu.

This move was tantamount to Long Shu granting Kong Ju the privilege of seeing him at any time.

A real person who has reached the realm of creating Xuan, and maybe even the only one in Wudong.

If I encounter difficulties in the future, maybe I can ask her for help.

In addition, the Star Vein Huairou Grass, the Dragon Evil and other spiritual objects in the Qinghu Blessed Land are all in his pocket.

"The Xingmang Huairou grass should not have been harvested yet. If I haven't refined the top-grade Shenglun Pill, I will take this spirit flute and come back to look for it."

Of course Kong Jue wouldn't say all this. He gently stroked the flute with his hand, his eyes full of tenderness. This is his treasure.

"Cough cough!" Kong Ju coughed twice and forced himself to suppress the uncontrollable smile at the corner of his eyes.

He bowed to Master Changqing again and said, "I will leave now. I will come to visit you again someday."

This time Long Shu did not respond.

Kong Ju was also sensible and did not stay any longer.

He put away the Tide-Calling Flute, and after twisting his body for a while, he disappeared without a trace.

On the lake shore.

Crash!

The previously calm lake surface suddenly began to ripple.

Waves of lake water rushed towards the shore.

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A huge whirlpool spread out from the center of the lake under the gaze of everyone.

As the whirlpool grew larger, a passage leading to an unknown underwater world formed in the center of the whirlpool.

The moment the passage to the blessed land opened, the surrounding monks left their respective positions and walked away on the waves according to their own means.

Various spiritual powers and magical weapons mixed together, forming a trajectory heading in the same direction.

The monsters in Qing Lake also emerged from the bottom of the lake at the right time and rushed towards the passage together.

I saw more and more monks flocking to the passage.

Even Huangfu Wuqin, who had wanted to tease Kong Ju before, frowned.

Just when she was considering whether to send someone to find Kong Ju.

The space beside her suddenly twisted, and Kong Ju's slender figure appeared beside her.

Seeing Kong Ju appear here, Huangfu Wuqin's thin eyebrows finally relaxed, but her eyes were unfriendly and her tone was quite critical: "I thought you really wanted to guard the small fish and shrimps here in this blessed land of Qinghu Lake."

"I can tell you that during the time when the blessed land was not opened, all the monks who stayed behind disappeared without exception."

"If you die here, your master won't shed a single tear."

Kong Ju's face was stunned. It was the first time she heard angry words from Huangfu Wuqin.

This surprised him, and he immediately looked at Huangfu Wuqin with a half-smile on his face: "Senior Sister Huangfu, your way of caring for others is really special."

What responded to Kong Jue was a pair of long white legs wrapped in surging golden thunder.

Huangfu Wuqin was obviously using Taoist magic, and his speed was as fast as thunder. There was no way Kong Ju could escape at such a close distance.

I got kicked hard on the butt.

Kong Ju only felt a tingling sensation on his back, and the next moment his body felt lighter, and he was swept away by the lightning, turning into a golden arc and flying towards the vortex.

Huangfu Wuqin suddenly showed his power, which was very intimidating.

The disciples of Cangwu Sect didn't dare to look at her any more. Even Shangguan Yuzhou subconsciously looked away and muttered, "Junior Brother Kong, why did you mess with her?"

The people from Cuijin Sect and Mosheng Sect looked solemn.

None of the Shenglun monks present had the confidence to dodge that kick.

"The princess of Cangwu sect is now the well-deserved number one on the Hidden Dragon Ranking."

This is the voice of everyone.

Huangfu Wuqin didn't care what others were thinking. After kicking out, a smile appeared on her pretty face again, and she waved her hand towards the front where Kong Ju flew.

"Set off!"

Swish, swish, swish! Following Huangfu Wuqin's order, the monks from the three sects fired at the same time.

(End of this chapter)