Chapter 65: Immortal Cultivation 10

The third realm, Kunlun, outside the Forgotten Fairyland.

The towering peaks were shrouded in clouds and mist.

The leaders of each sect led their disciples to stand everywhere.

The clothing of different sects has its own style. The Yunyan sect mostly wears simple and plain clothes, while the Lingxi sect mostly wears gorgeous and complicated brocade clothes. The Baihua Palace is elegant and beautiful, and the Wanshou Sect is grand and open.

After a brief greeting, the leaders of each sect explained the precautions in front of their disciples.

As one of the three major sects, Yunyan is not as high-profile as Lingxi, but it is not as secluded as the Qinglian Sect.

"Although entering the Wangluo Wonderland this time is a rare opportunity in a century, we still put our safety first. If you are not sure, do not enter the inner circle..." "

...Opportunities are something that will come to you if they are destined to happen. If they are not destined to happen, do not force them. Do not covet opportunities that belong to others..."

Du Cheng, the leader of the Yunyan team, stood at the front of the team and said earnestly.

At this time, Lu Yihan stood on the side with a sword on his back.

Although these teachings have been heard countless times by the master and the elders, Lu Yihan still maintains the demeanor of a senior brother and sets a good example for his junior brothers and sisters.

A fiery gaze fell on Lu Yihan.

Lu Yihan followed the source of the gaze and saw Lu Xiangwan blinking at him as expected.

Lu Xiangwan wore a rare "plain" white dress today.

The silk fabric was white in color, with simple dark patterns printed on it, and thin gold threads outlined the cuffs.

Although it was called "plain," it was actually much more refined than Lu Yihan's usual brocade dress.

Lu Yihan nodded slightly and nodded at Lu Xiangwan in response.

Seeing that Lu Yihan had finally noticed him, Lu Xiangwan's expression became even more exaggerated, and he opened and closed his mouth, silently talking to Lu Yihan.

'How do you like my clothes today?'

Lu Yihan nodded in approval. 'Let's go together.' Lu Yihan stared at Lu Xiangwan's lips, which

were opening and closing , and silently recited what he wanted to say. Lu Xiangwan knew that Lu Yihan understood what he meant, and gave Lu Yihan a brilliant smile. Du Cheng stopped his instruction, and naturally saw Lu Xiangwan, who was in tune with him, along Lu Yihan's line of sight. He coughed a few times to remind him. "Cough, cough..." Lu Yihan then retracted his gaze and focused his attention. At this moment, the originally clear and cloudless sky suddenly split open a gap of several hundred meters, and a dazzling light shone through it. "Forget the fairyland!" "It's open!" "I'm so excited..." The originally silent mountain range was instantly ignited by the voices. Du Cheng waved his hand, signaling everyone to remain quiet. "Okay, I've said what I need to say." "All disciples of Yunyan, set off--" Following the actions of the Yunyan people, other sects also took action and flew to the entrance of the gap in the sky. * At this time, in the Yunyan Sect far away from Kunlun. Gu Guangbai and Kong Qingyang sat opposite each other, with black and white chess pieces facing each other on the chessboard. "Old man, you are about to lose." Gu Guangbai said cheerfully. "What's the matter? Your fighting power is not as good as it was in the past." Kong Qingyang paused when he was about to place the piece, and suddenly turned his head to look out the window. There was peace. It seemed that the ominous premonition that had just arisen in his heart did not exist. "I always felt uneasy when practicing sword yesterday..." I was afraid that something big was going to happen. Kong Qingyang swallowed the words that he had not said. "The Yunluo Fairyland has been passed down for thousands of years, so we are not familiar with it. As long as we don't enter the innermost circle, our lives will not be endangered." Gu Guangbai said casually. "You are always confident in your precious disciples..." "It's rare for you to be like this. Come, let me help you calculate." Seeing that Kong Qingyang rarely showed an uneasy look, Gu Guangbai rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his left hand and counted with his five fingers. Kong Qingyang looked at Gu Guangbai's relaxed brows and gradually wrinkled them. "Hiss, how could it be...?" Gu Guangbai completely restrained his relaxed look, his face was solemn, and his five fingers counted quickly. Kong Qingyang's heart, which had been vaguely uneasy since yesterday, sank even more. "No! It seems that some power is preventing me from peeking into the secrets of heaven." Gu Guangbai retracted his hand, his expression becoming more solemn. This technique of peeking into the secrets of heaven is inherently mysterious. Often, the more important the matter is, the greater the price and power required. With Gu Guangbai's current strength, it is easy for him to use this to calculate luck or position. As for the bigger secrets, Gu Guangbai is well aware of the so-called "secrets of heaven cannot be leaked", so he has never taken the initiative to calculate them. This time, the safety of the lives of many disciples is at stake, so it seems that he must explore the secrets of heaven. "Let's go and find that guy from Qinglian Sect to borrow something." Gu Guangbai stood up and motioned Kong Qingyang to follow. As one of the three major sects, Qinglian Sect is good at refining instruments and making pills. Although its fighting power is not as good as those of the small sects, it is the sect that the immortal cultivation world dares not offend the most. After all, which sect can refuse Qinglian's superior instruments and pills? As the leader of Qinglian Sect, Shen Wenyuan has always been indifferent. He led the entire Qinglian sect to not fight or compete, and cultivate himself and cultivate his character. When Gu Guangbai and Kong Qingyang were fighting each other when they were young, Shen Wenyuan was often the one who sat aside and watched the fight. After the two men were panting and bleeding, he silently took out the pills and fed them one by one.

At present, Shen Wenyuan is lying leisurely on a bamboo chair, with grapes at his hands and half-closed eyes, enjoying this leisurely life.

"Shen Wenyuan——"

A familiar voice broke the rare tranquility and disturbed the birds in the bamboo forest.

Bamboo leaves fell with the flight of startled birds.

Well, trouble has come to me again.

Rolling his eyes without any image, Shen Wenyuan sat up from the bamboo chair with a dark face and patted the fallen bamboo leaves on his body.

Gu Guangbai pulled Kong Qingyang to Shen Wenyuan, and was very familiar with his friend's impatient look.

"Tell me, why did you come to me? Borrow something? Want elixir?"

"I really came to borrow something."

Kong Qingyang went straight to the point.

"The horoscope."

"Why do you want that thing suddenly? Let me make it clear, you can lend it to me, but if you damage it, you have to compensate me according to the price!"

Shen Wenyuan frowned in confusion, but still agreed.

He led the two people to the attic hidden in a dense bamboo forest, and walked straight to the top floor, where a huge black boulder stood in the center.

The three of them seemed to have come to the starry sky, with darkness under their feet and all around them. Only the stars above their heads and the horoscope in the center emitted a faint white light.

When they got closer, they found that one side of the boulder was flat, and the smooth surface was engraved with complex inscriptions.

"Look, the horoscope is here."

Shen Wenyuan stepped back and gave his seat to Gu Guangbai.

"This is something left by our Qinglian ancestors, please don't ruin it."

"Got it."

Gu Guangbai replied, with a focused look, and stretched out his hands to inject spiritual energy into the horoscope.

At the moment the spiritual energy was injected, the patterns on the black dial seemed to come alive, flashing and emitting bursts of white light.

The stars on the top of the attic began to rotate and connected into one.

"The fire is guarding the heart, Mercury is crossing the sun... a sign of great danger..."

Shen Wenyuan looked up at the changes in the stars and muttered to Kong Qingyang.

"Um--"

Gu Guangbai took a step back suddenly, covering his chest, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you okay?!"

Kong Qingyang stepped forward a few steps to support Gu Guangbai.

“I’m fine, it’s just…”

Gu Guangbai waved his hands.

Kong Qingyang understood his unfinished intention.

What Gu Guangbai didn’t say was that he saw the two fate lines that were tightly intertwined.

“Alas… fate cannot be defied…”

Only a helpless sigh drifted among the stars.

*

[Small Theater]

Gu Guangbai tried hard to pull it out -

001 in the consciousness space desperately covered the script: Host, come here quickly - someone is trying to peek at your script!!!

Gu Guangbai, who peeked at a little bit of the script: Alas, it is destined, fate cannot be defied... (sigh)

The man holding the script: No, that’s just my script (bracket smile)