Besides Liu Jinghong, there is another person who is also very eye-catching.
Mo Yu, a disciple of the Sword Pavilion's leader.
The young man was dressed in white, with a tall and straight figure, his long hair tied up high, and his handsome features, including sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, coupled with his aloof temperament, made him look like a celestial being from a painting.
More importantly, Mo Yu is already in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm.
"Hiss—Young Master Mo has advanced again!"
"Yes! I only heard about his Core Formation not long ago, I didn't expect it to be so fast..."
Chu Hongluan leaned against the elders' seat, cracking melon seeds.
But in his heart, he was thinking about why the witch clan hadn't come. What kind of butterfly effect was this? The effect was too far-reaching.
She casually placed her knife on the table in front of her; it was still wrapped in a white cloth strip and didn't even have a scabbard.
Wang Sheng sat next to her, his mind filled with doubt.
How come I can't tell the cultivation level of this cheap disciple?
Could it be that he was wearing some kind of magical artifact to conceal his cultivation level?
Hmph, none of you are going to ask, huh? Well, I won't ask either.
"Elder Chu, what's the name of this knife?" Wang Sheng asked her in a deliberately sarcastic tone.
"Nameless and faceless, just an ordinary knife."
"..."
You're kidding me! He's a sword repairman too, right? This sword has such a strong murderous aura, how could it be an ordinary sword! But the problem is, he really can't tell the grade of this sword!
How strange!
Chu Hongluan didn't care what he thought.
Suddenly, Chu Hongluan felt an unusually intense gaze fixed on her.
Chu Hongluan followed her senses and looked over, only to see Qiao Yue staring at her expectantly, her face flushed and her breathing rapid.
?
Is there something wrong with this girl?
Chu Hongluan silently shifted her gaze to Gu Chunxiao on her right.
Gu Chunxiao was also looking at her, her big eyes unblinking.
For the past three months, with Liu Jinghong away, Gu Chunxiao has become her dining companion. Since the young girl hasn't taken on any apprentices and has nothing to do all day, Gu Chunxiao has been taking her out to eat.
Eat beggar's chicken, osmanthus cake, Dongpo pork, braised pork knuckle, roasted sweet potato, rice noodle soup, and large pancakes...
Chu Hongluan hadn't had a chance to try the delicacies of this era, but since she happened to have a dining buddy with her, she dragged her from one end of the street to the other and they ate their way through the entire place. Oh, and Song Nanhe paid the bill.
As a result, Gu Chunxiao now looks noticeably rounder than she did three months ago, with more flesh on her face, making her look much more energetic.
Looking at Song Nanhe, this man's entire gaze was on Gu Chunxiao, but Gu Chunxiao didn't even glance at him.
Chu Hongluan sighed, silently mourned for Song Nanhe for two seconds, then turned to Liu Jinghong and raised her glass to him from afar.
The moment Liu Jinghong met her gaze, she felt as if she had been burned, and quickly turned her face away, her face flushed red.
Chu Hongluan chuckled silently.
"The first match begins! Disciples, enter the arena!"
In the next instant, all the participating disciples from the nine major sects vanished from their original positions. At the same time, the image of the Xuanji Formation was simultaneously projected onto the nine spiritual mirrors.
Mo Yu broke through seventeen formations with a single sword strike, taking the lead and eliciting gasps from the crowd.
Chu Hongluan clicked her tongue and sighed inwardly: No wonder he's the male lead.
Seeing this, Song Nanhe turned to Gu Chunxiao and said something. Then he grabbed her wrist with one hand, raised his sword with the other, and used the Flying Flower Sword Technique to slash several times. He then pulled Gu Chunxiao and disappeared from the scene in the blink of an eye.
Qiao Yue picked up the sledgehammer and started smashing it. If one blow didn't break it, she would smash it twice until the formation was broken. Her small body contained a lot of energy. How could she be so brutal!
But Liu Jinghong remained standing still.
One by one, the people around him entered the next round. Liu Youcai cupped his hands in greeting, his face full of undisguised sarcasm, and then turned and disappeared from Liu Jinghong's sight.
Liu Jinghong sighed and lowered her eyes.
Did he not sleep well last night?
"Who knows? Maybe he'll spend the night in some girl's arms!"
Only Chu Hongluan clearly felt Elder Daofeng on her right pause in breathing.
"Zoom in!"
Elder Daofeng shouted.
Chu Hongluan stared intently into the mirror, the image magnified again and again, until finally only a close-up of Liu Jinghong's eyes remained.
Chu Hongluan noticed at an inopportune moment that his eyelashes were really long and thick, and looked exceptionally obedient when they drooped down.
His eyelashes trembled, and wisps of golden light seemed to leak out from the gaps, growing brighter and brighter.
"It's the Eye of Karma in the Void!"
At the same moment someone shouted those words, Liu Jinghong looked up, her golden eyes shining brightly!
In those eyes, there was not a trace of human emotion, only a fiery, dazzling array of veins flowing within.
He finally moved, taking a step forward. Every ten steps broke through the formation, and the gusts dispersed like the wind. He understood all the myriad methods, tracing back cause and effect, and knowing the future. This was the Eye of Cause and Effect in the Great Void.
Also known as the Eye of Heaven.
It is not the inheritance of cultivation techniques, but the power of bloodline.
Those who possess the Eye of Cause and Effect are called the Son of Heaven. Liu Qingfeng, the head of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, used his Eye of Cause and Effect to predict three calamities that would ravage the world over the past five hundred years.
Fate cannot be defied, but Liu Qingfeng defied it, sacrificing his five senses to forcefully break the deadlock and save all living beings from suffering!
Indeed, twenty years ago, Liu Qingfeng, the master of Tianji Pavilion, was struck by the backlash of the divination and fell into a deep sleep!
Still unconscious!
Listening to the discussions below the stage, Chu Hongluan lowered her eyes and pondered deeply.
The book makes no mention of Liu Qingfeng, which means that Liu Qingfeng is essentially doomed to never wake up.
To say he fell into a deep sleep twenty years ago, that must have been while Liu Jinghong was still in his mother's womb! A sage sacrificed himself for the world, leaving behind a widow and her young son. Liu Jinghong was born without a father, relying solely on his mother. The Pavilion Master's wife had to raise her child while simultaneously supporting the entire Tianji Pavilion despite being a woman. Meanwhile, a treacherous Liu Youcai harbored ambitions and constantly coveted Liu Jinghong's position as the young Pavilion Master!
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