Time always flies during cultivation, and three months passed in the blink of an eye.
"The Immortal Cave Heaven is open, all disciples gather at the academy square!"
The resounding voice echoed over the academy, rustling the leaves.
During the past three months, most of the academy's disciples were in seclusion. When they heard that the Immortal Cave Heaven had opened, they all came out at the same time.
Ye Chen stretched and walked out of the cave.
He stretched his muscles, making crackling sounds.
At this moment, a man riding a snow-white warhorse flew past him majestically.
The warhorse was so majestic that its four hooves stepped on the air, as if it was walking on the clouds.
The man on the horse was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, with a handsome appearance, like a banished immortal descending to earth.
"Fuck!"
Ye Chen was so jealous that his eyes widened with envy.
"This is the correct way for a Tianjiao to appear!"
“How majestic!”
He smacked his lips enviously, then looked at himself, covered in dust and dirt, like a bumpkin.
Da Huang appeared beside Ye Chen at some point, rubbed his leg with his head, and motioned him to get on its back.
Ye Chen was stunned.
"Ride you?"
He looked Da Huang up and down with a strange look on his face.
"Isn't this bad?"
"Others are riding war horses, and I'm riding a dog?"
"That's so embarrassing!"
Others rode war horses, and I rode a dog. The scene was so beautiful that I dared not look at it.
Da Huang seemed to see through Ye Chen's thoughts, and his eyes showed contempt and disdain.
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