Jin Li returned to the First Sea and the isolated Dragon Island.
Unlike Mo Qianqiu's breakthrough, Jin Li is still in the late Mahayana stage. He stays on Dragon Island all day playing the piano, as if he has never returned, quietly.
Dragon Island is dotted with flowers and covered with lush grass. A blue figure sits quietly in the clear water. His figure is thin and slender. He just casually lowers his eyes and plays the piano, but he still can't hide his noble and peerless aura.
Seven years passed in a flash, and soon it was the day that Luo Jianqing had mentioned fifty years ago.
The demon clan spent fifty years trying to find Luo Jianqing, but they still couldn't. The Demonic Palace only spent seven years, so naturally, it was impossible to find him. When that day arrived, Taihua Mountain, the Broken Soul Sect, the Divine Sword Sect, the Bai Family... all the major sects and forces sent forces to the far north, awaiting Luo Jianqing's appearance.
Even people from Guiyuan Sect and Feihua Sect, who had not participated in the manhunt, came and waited for the so-called truth.
No one knew if Luo Jianqing would show up this time. Perhaps it was just a casual lie, or perhaps he simply wanted to deceive everyone. There was no truth in the world, but these people still came, full of anticipation and trepidation.
Guiyuan Sect is far away from the extreme north and was the last to arrive.
At this moment, the entire Far North had gathered all the powerful cultivators of Xuantian Continent. Even in many hidden places, some powerful cultivators wore cloaks to cover their faces.
This fifty-year agreement has even attracted many hidden families!
Fozi Yuchen was wearing a crimson monk's robe, which made his fair face even clearer. He looked around and soon noticed a strange gaze. He turned around and saw a girl in black pursing her lips, staring at him stubbornly.
The Buddhist disciple smiled slightly and bowed to the other party. However, the girl suddenly turned her head and buried her face in the arms of Qi Luo, the chief steward of the Demonic Palace.
Seeing this, the Buddhist disciple shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to look away, his body suddenly tensed, as if he were being held captive. He stiffly raised his eyes and saw the Demon Lord in a blood-red robe, surrounded by the demon cultivators of the Demon Dao Palace, looking at him coldly with his peach blossom eyes slightly downcast.
His arrogant, dazzling face was expressionless. The blood-red left eye reflected the Asura Hell, while the azure right eye shone with a faint light. At the corner of his right eye, a complex silver-white pattern adorned the corners. This ornate pattern made the Demon Lord even more enchanting and eerie...unhuman.
The Buddhist disciple felt a little nervous and saluted the other party solemnly, but saw Mo Qianqiu suddenly pursed his lips, waved his sleeves, and grabbed the Buddhist disciple.
The Grand Elder of Guiyuan Sect, Master Lingshang, immediately shouted angrily, "Mo Qianqiu!"
The Demon Lord raised an eyebrow, threw the Buddhist disciple in front of Yunxiang, and said coldly, "He has repeatedly dodged and refused to explain things to my disciple. Today, I will make him give Yunxiang an explanation. Who said monks can't have love? If you are cultivating immortality, then why are there so many legends of immortal couples in this world?"
Master Lingshang was so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly: "You...you!"
The Buddhist disciple was somewhat embarrassed by being caught like this. Yunxiang stared at the monk in front of her in a daze, not knowing how to react.
Seeing this, Mo Qianqiu sneered and was about to speak, but suddenly his body shook, and he slowly pursed his lips and said no more.
Everyone saw a group of people coming from a distant place on the horizon.
Leading the charge was none other than Elder Du Jue Tian, leaning on a dragon-headed cane. Beside him was a young demon lord in a blue brocade robe. His icy blue eyes, the only part of his middle pupil ablaze with snow-white color, stood coldly beside Elder Du Jue Tian. The two advanced side by side, with no distinction between the primary and the secondary.
The demon tribe stopped three miles away from the human tribe and did not approach them.
The two sides had been in a cold war for years, and battles below the Fusion Stage had been ongoing. The demon clan's intentions in coming to the Far North were unknown to the public, but the cultivators of Mount Taihua had a vague feeling: the other side was most likely coming to kill Luo Jianqing!
Xie Zizhuo, dressed in black, had a cold expression on his face. Just as he was about to step forward and question the demon clan's intentions, he saw a blood-red whip shadow flash past everyone's eyes and hit straight towards Du Juetian Lao a foot away, cutting off several of his white hairs.
Mo Qianqiu retracted his magic whip, without looking back, and said coldly: "If you want to catch him, you must get past me first!"
As soon as the words fell, the air froze.
Elder Du Juetian's face was stern, and he didn't argue with Mo Qianqiu. Beside him, the blue-clad Demon Lord Jin Li simply lowered his eyes, calmly gazing at the shattered, withered mountain beneath his feet, as if he hadn't noticed a thing.
Time passed minute by minute, the sun rose and the sun set.
Time passed quickly as the sun and moon changed. On the first day of the fifty-year appointment, Luo Jianqing did not show up after all.
No one questioned this. Luo Jianqing simply said, "Fifty years from now, in the Far North," but he didn't specify exactly when in the next fifty years. A year, for a cultivator, is but the blink of an eye, the snap of a finger. Thus, everyone calmly waited for one day, three days, ten days... a hundred days.
By the 300th day, one of the monks finally couldn't hold back any longer and left first.
In the last ten days, more and more monks left. Most people regarded this as a scam, but there were still some who stayed here firmly.
The people of Taihua Mountain stayed here because they believed in Luo Jianqing.
Du Juetian Lao, Duanhun Sect, Bai Family and others are guarding here because they want to take revenge on Luo Jianqing.
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