Qingliang Mountain became lively.
The members of the Chaoyang group who went out to play came back and gestured excitedly in the yard.
"I met a monk today, a monk who can perform magic. It's amazing."
"Tsk, Wang Yuning, we can all cultivate immortality, so what's so magical about monks knowing magic?"
Wang Yuning rubbed his head,
"You're right, but the visual impact is a bit too great~"
Zhao Ziheng was puzzled.
"This is strange. Why do so many people come to Qingliang Mountain? Could it be that there are some treasures in Qingliang Mountain?"
Wang Yuning said,
"Anyway, it's not for rookies like us to have treasures, but Sister Luo will definitely get a share."
"That's right, don't you see who Sister Luo is?"
"Who is Sister Luo?"
"Sister Luo, Sister Luo is my sister~"
Haha,
everyone in the yard laughed.
Yan Luo was practicing upstairs and had not gone out until that night.
Suddenly, wind blew in the silent night sky. At first, it was a gentle breeze that brought a bit of coolness to the hot weather.
The members of the Chaoyang Group who were sleeping with the windows open were blown up by the wind.
"Do you want to close the window?"
Although it's cool, be sure not to catch a cold.
"Close it."
Yan Luo's voice came down from the stairs.
The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough to be heard in every room.
Everyone was wondering, it was just a breeze, why did Sister Luo come down personally to remind them to close the windows?
Who knew Yan Luo's next sentence would be,
"Disciples with spiritual roots, pack up, we are ready to set off.
Everyone else, stay here and don't run around. If there's anything, we'll come back and solve it."
Ah!
Going out late at night.
Everyone rubbed their eyes quickly to cheer themselves up.
They didn't have much to pack, as their things were all at Yan Luo's place.
Yan Luo left enough supplies for the remaining disciples.
These people have no spiritual roots, so it would be a waste of time for them to go to the secret realm. They can't help and will face danger. Yan Luo doesn't want them to die in vain.
Seventy people followed Yan Luo and headed towards the back mountain of Qingliang Mountain.
To get to the back mountain, you have to climb over the top of the mountain or row a boat around it on the water.
However, Qingliang Mountain covers a vast area, and rowing around it is not as fast as climbing over the mountain.
So Yan Luo chose to cross the mountain.
The mountain is covered with lush trees and wild grass, with no signs of human development. In the dark night, it is like a giant beast with its mouth open, waiting for people to feed it.
But this dark and terrifying situation did not last long, and a large area of light appeared behind him.
Some were holding flashlights, and some were holding torches.
A group of lights approached rapidly, like tiny dots of starlight in the dark sky.
Someone called Yan Luo's name. Yan Luo recognized Sun Zhengyang's voice and stopped.
Li Wei also came with Sun Zhengyang.
Li Wei only brought about twenty people, all wearing blue robes, led by Li Wei, and all of them looked energetic.
Although they are few in number, they are the most skilled among these people.
In addition to bringing more than a hundred people from the Sun family, Sun Zhengyang was also accompanied by his fellow disciples who came from Yuanhe Palace, totaling two hundred people.
"Miss Yan, are you going up the mountain? Let's keep each other company."
Yan Luo nodded.
There are many wild animals on this mountain. With so many people traveling together, the wild animals have to consider their own abilities and dare not act recklessly.
So, more than 300 people began to climb the mountain in a mighty manner.
Not to mention ferocious beasts, I didn't even encounter any ordinary rabbits or pheasants.
Zhou Ting arrived late, and when they went up the mountain, they could only see the light moving slowly above.
"It must be someone from the Sun family who went up."
There were two men and one woman following beside him. Their cultivation bases were quite high and they all looked to be at the eighth level of the Gathering Spirit Realm.
He's just dressed strangely, not an ordinary person.
One was bald and wearing a monk's robe, one was wearing a black cloak and his face couldn't be seen clearly, and the other one was absolutely stunning.
This is a woman.
She is tall, with her hair tied up high and a simple jade hairpin inserted in her hair. Her skin is whiter than snow and as white as jade.
She was wearing a white dress, which fluttered in the breeze.
She is like a lotus blooming on the top of a snow-capped mountain. Although she walks in the world, she is out of tune with this noisy world.
In the darkness, under the light and shadow, her beauty takes everyone's breath away.
It made Zhou Ting's eyes burn with anger and Zhou Suyu pinched her palms so hard that she couldn't breathe.
The monk said,
"Fairy Xi Ling, Brother Huo Rong, we need to speed up our pace."
The man in the black cloak is Huorong, a member of the Nanwu tribe.
He said,
"Are those people from Qingshan Sect and Yuanhe Palace in front?"
The monk said,
"It seems so. Let's go."
The monk was from Tianmo Temple, named Changlu, which was one of the best Buddhist temples in the Central Plains.
Chang Lu himself was quite intelligent and had outstanding Buddhist knowledge, so everyone was quite friendly towards him.
There were more than 200 people from the three forces, including Tianmo Temple, Nanwu Clan, and Jinglian Sect where the beautiful woman was from. Together with the Sun family's own people, they had 400 people in total.
These four hundred people illuminated the surroundings.
When Yan Luo and his friends climbed to the top of the mountain, they saw the dark flames and lights below.
"They came pretty quickly."
Sun Zhengyang muttered.
Yan Luo asked,
"Which forces are coming?"
Sun Zhengyang talked about the three sects and who their leaders were.
After saying that, he grumbled in dissatisfaction,
"The Zhou family shamelessly guarded at the foot of the mountain and persuaded these three forces to go to the Zhou family."
Li Wei doesn't care, he said,
"They are all strong people, but they may not make it to the end."
The disciples of the Jinglian Sect are all female, all of them have pretty faces, and it is not convenient for them to act together with a group of men.
The people of the Nanwu tribe have different living habits from ordinary people and are not easy to get along with.
Only in Tianmo Temple, there is a group of kind-hearted monks who seem to be the easiest to get along with among those people.
Sun Zhengyang looked at Yan Luo and Li Wei and said,
"Let's cooperate. Regardless of the friendship between us, we each have our own companions behind us. So after entering the secret realm, we will cooperate and the things we get will be distributed according to the amount of effort we put in.
If there are precious and rare things behind, then we will..."
Yan Luo said calmly,
"It all depends on your ability."
"Okay, I have no objection."
The three reached a consensus.
After climbing over the top of the mountain, the journey down the mountain became much faster, and they arrived at the secret realm before dawn.
Halfway up the back mountain, at the junction of mountains and water, a big gate suddenly appeared.
The gate is jet black in colour, heavy and mysterious, with relief carvings of two stone Qilins on it.
The gate is embedded in the mountain wall. At first glance, it seems that as long as you enter the gate, you will enter the belly of the mountain.
Because the hillside is slanted, the gate is also slanted. If people want to get in, they have to jump in from the side.
"When was this door built? Why haven't we seen it before?"
Someone from the Sun family asked curiously.
"There's just a door, and it's closed. Who knows what's inside? Maybe it's just stone?"