Start From Cultivation University

The **** blurred vision gradually became clear, and there was an endless large lake in the field of vision, and the small waves slowly pushed ashore, wet the clothes.

Han Jiangchen stood up suddenly. I don't know when, they are actually lying next to a long lake, but the small villages everywhere have disappeared without a trace.

Instead, there are exquisite wooden houses on the shore. At a glance, there are guest villages, tea houses, and theater buildings. All kinds of colorful flags are displayed outside the building. The antique charm is like a moment back thousands of years ago.

"This is... a blessed land?"

Jiang Ling who fell beside him also got up and looked in front of her with surprise.

There really is a lake in front of me, or a fairy spring.

The oriole and the swallows danced on this spring, the steam diffused, and the state of a heavenly spring outside the world was probably the kind of immortality in the legend.

Above the lake, about one mile away, on the shore, a raft floated on the water. There was an old man on the raft, wearing a fur coat and a hat, holding the rudder, waiting there, waiting quietly.

Han Jiangchen's eyes shook, and he squatted down to hide under Jiang Ling.

The old man looked unremarkable, but in his eyes, there was a billowing spiritual power on his body, and it seemed that his cultivation was not under the two of them.

Jiang Ling probably saw this too, and didn't rush forward, but continued to converge her breath and crouched on the spot, with all her senses open, and she listened quietly.

"Here," the old man in the distance said suddenly.

Following his words, two human figures suddenly appeared out of the mist in front of Quan's eyes. Their outlines were very familiar: one was the "elder" of the village, and the other was Su Yuzhu.

"This is the candidate for the City of Scavengers this year. The position of psychic is the'nose', which is a good seed."

The elder said, "This should be the last batch. Daozi must be resurrected tonight. Now that the outside world is changing, if we don't speed up the connection with the upper realm, we will probably fall short."

"The outside world has changed?" The old man raised a hat, "I have been in this ghost city for a thousand years, and I have not heard of foreign affairs-how has the outside world changed now?"

"Among the people, the so-called'cultivation of immortals by the whole people' has begun to be popularized, and the Chinese government is now the leader." The elder said, "They...have obtained the real Qi refining method."

"..." The old man pondered for a moment, "Is that ‘Kunlun University’ leading this situation?"

"Now it seems, yes."

The elder nodded: "I don't know what kind of methods are used in that'university'. Only two years after the aura has recovered, it has actually taught a group of students who have built a foundation. And all signs show that the presence in it... may far exceed the strength. Our imagination--even, may not be inferior to a'real person'."

"No less than a real person?" The old man's always calm tone finally had ups and downs, "How can such an existence stand on the side of mortals? If you really have such strength, you should have understood the principles of this world long ago."

"It's still unclear. When it recruited members, we tried to send people into it, but they all ended in failure."

The elder shook his head: "Their approach is very clever. They have always secretly expanded their influence and used the opportunity to hint at the existence of the resurrection of the outside world, and when the world became clear, they directly connected themselves with China, without any gap."

"Nowadays, they stand on the side of China, take the country as the size, and have eyeliners all over the region. If they act on them, they must target the entire China. This directly makes us lose the ability to **** for tat... It is really far-sighted, it is hard to imagine this. It’s not planned in advance."

"Indeed, the ingenuity of this layout must come from the hands of an expert, and it is beyond our ability."

The old man sighed: "I don't know what kind of cards the university has. It's better not to rush it directly."

"I have talked with the other elders, and half of them think that in the future, they can be avoided if they are not necessary and not exposed. We are in the dark while they are in name, we concentrate on preparing for the'ritual', and everything is the ultimate goal first. Wait until After Daozi recovers and leads the lower realm of the immortals, their policy will be self-defeating and self-defeating."

"Yeah... it can only be so." The old man sighed faintly, "Then, let's focus on the matter of Daozi Susheng tonight-come up, and I will take you there."

The elder made his toe point and landed on the raft lightly with one step, turning around to look at Su Yuzhu. The latter stood on the shore, looking at the two immortals on the raft, but hesitantly did not dare to step on.

"Elder, what is the ‘City of Scavengers’ you just mentioned? There should be no cities with this name around our village."

He seemed to be unable to understand the conversation between the two just now: "Also...what do you mean by Daozi's resurrection? Is Daozi dead before? And the ‘Kunlun University’ you said..."

"Don't ask too much. You don't know anything about cultivating immortals. You will understand these things in the future."

The old man didn't answer directly, he only pondered slightly, and looked up at the sky: "Besides, it's getting dark soon."

Su Yuzhu's speech was stagnant, and closed his mouth under the pressure. After all, he jumped and jumped on the raft with the elders. The old man paddled and walked slowly.

Until the raft disappeared from the field of vision, Han and Jiang repeatedly confirmed that there was no one around, and they both got up from behind the hidden boulder. They were thinking about countermeasures, but they heard the sound of a gong.

"It's dark and night, yin and yang clear the way—"

Obviously there were no people around, but the sound was so clear. With a knock, it seemed to have disturbed the sky, and the sky suddenly dimmed, the blue sky and white clouds turned into billowing black clouds in a few breaths, and the red moon in the black sea was skyward.

it's dark.

The moonlight was slanting, and the entire lake was dyed the same red color. While the red water was tumbling, I could see the long bridge across the lake in the distance. It hung under a **** moon and looked extremely lonely.

"This bridge..." Jiang Ling frowned, looked at Han Jiangchen next to him, but saw a white touch suddenly appeared on his face.

"On the bridge..." He looked at the empty long bridge and lowered his voice, "On the bridge, there are all people."

If others saw this scene and didn't think there was anything, but in his eyes, he could see countless figures walking mightily from the bridge, their steps seeming to be floating in the air.

They lined up on the seemingly endless long bridge, across the lake, and walked towards the outline of the mountain on the other side.

Behind them, the gong rang again.

"It's dark and night, yin and yang clear the way—"

"After stepping through the yellow spring, yin and yang are separated——"

...

...

Amid the noise, Jiang Ling's face sank

Although there is no Lingtong of Han Jiangchen, as a soul repairer, it is naturally impossible for her to notice the abnormality on the bridge.

"Since that Su Yuzhu has also arrived here. Then, this should be the "Kunlun Mountain" where they taught the cultivation method... I was still thinking about where this mountain must be hidden to avoid people's eyes. It turned out to be in the blessed land. in."

She thought for a moment, put her hand on Han Jiangchen's shoulder, her fingertips were a little cold: "Put the sneak talisman, follow behind first, and see what the'ritual' they are talking about is. They mentioned the school just now, I'm afraid It’s not that simple."

"Be careful when you act. I don't know why we were drawn into the blessed land... But according to the school, if you want to get out from here, you have to touch the core first. This is probably where they go."

Han Jiangchen agreed, and both of them pulled up their hoods behind their faces to cover their faces, followed the team, and walked forward.

The cold wind blew across the empty long bridge in front of it, and the girl's clear voice seemed to be mixed in it.

"This trigeminal bridge is the famous Naihe Bridge. It is the first pass for the dead to enter the underworld..."

Han Jiangchen narrowed his eyes, and saw a pale-faced girl in the front line looking blankly ahead, her lips and teeth pressed together.

"...From here, we will officially enter the'Yin Cao Difu'. This road is the Huangquan Road that everyone knows. It is divided into Yin and Yang. Let's take a walk..."

Her voice was drowned in the team, like a drop of water falling into the sea, and it was blown away in just a moment.

Faint red moon, the reflection of the long bridge is reflected on the red water, and there are only two people on the bridge.

...

...

When the red moon was in the sky, the bridge was as long as there is no end, and thousands of people around him could not pass by, as if there was only such a road left between the heaven and the earth, and they were the last travelers on this road.

Someone once said: If you see a road and you can't see the end up, down, left, or right, and you can never reach the boundary, it is death.

Sure enough, it was a deathly oppressive feeling.

For a moment and a half, people might even wonder if they were already dead, just wandering with these dead souls.

In the process, they always stay close to each other. At this time, only another person's body temperature can make them aware of their respective existence, and will not be overwhelmed by the cold pressure.

I don't know how long they have been walking, they heard the sound of Chishui beating the shore more and more loudly, and finally appeared in front of them is a black gate, standing there as if crossing the sky, three big **** characters carved on it.

gate of hell.

The two stopped in front of the door, and then quickly hid to the side.

Not because of the deterrence of the "Ghost Gate", but because - behind the door, two strange figures were already standing.

Not a soul, but a real "person".

They were wearing black and white robes, standing there like black and white impermanence, watching the ghosts coming across the bridge in the center.

As soon as you step into this "Ghost Gate", you can see the magic engraved on the gate pillars faintly flashing, turning those soul bodies into blue smoke in an instant. The smoke soared upwards, as if attracted by something, straight to the top of the mountain.

The souls in the back trembled, as if they felt fear, but they still couldn't stop their progress, still walking step by step, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

During the whole process, there was no response to the "black and white impermanence".

Under the red moon, their faces all carried the same expression: his expression was dull but indifferent, as if he was detached from the world, but he also contained a believer's...piousness.

"Has the soul gas collected enough?" When the last soul turned into smoke, the "black impermanence" asked.

"With this batch, the heart and energy should be enough." Bai Wuchang replied, "The elixir that gave him huge vitality was brought back a while ago... the body and soul are gathered, and everything is ready."

Hei Wuchang responded, closed his eyes and raised his head, and muttered: "The time to descend the spirit is approaching. Tonight, the'Taozi' will reshape the flesh, from which Huangquansu was born in the world."

"With Daozi's guidance, the real person will be able to contact the world soon, and then the immortals will return... the immortal world can finally reappear in this world."

He sighed with emotion, opened his eyes again, and scanned the surroundings: "Today is a critical moment. Everyone must adjust their state to the best and prepare to welcome the Daozi's arrival."

With a shout, black and white impermanence soars and rushes inward. When there was no more breath in the surrounding area, Han Jiang Erren quietly got up, adjusted the stealth talisman on his body, reduced his breath to the lowest level, and carefully chased after the tail.

"The cultivation bases of those two people just now are not low." Han Jiangchen whispered.

"Well, look at the breath, it shouldn't be under you and me."

Jiang Ling looked at the door, her brows furrowed: "It sounds like they are doing a ritual similar to a sacrificial ritual, in order to resurrect the ‘Taozi’...this is not that simple. For the next thing, let me act on my own."

When she said this, she tried her best to conceal the throbbing in her heart, but she still speeded up her speech unconsciously.

For some reason, whether it was the "elder" before or these people afterwards, they gave her a long-lost sense of familiarity and oppression, and it felt like...a long-lost old person.

Everything points to the previous cage... to the time before the university.

Will this be the same people who used to be?

Because of this question, she couldn't bear to see what happened. Although reason has been calling the police, it is too important for her.

But this matter should not involve other people, not even the school. Because of this, she never chose to ask for help.

"It would be very dangerous there." Han Jiangchen said.

"Well, so don't go in, stay here, and report to the school depending on the timing..."

"You can't handle it alone."

Jiang Ling was stunned, looking at the dark pupils, the expression on her face gradually became weird.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

She tried her best to suppress her voice, but her tone still couldn't stand up to her height: "This is a matter for people, do you know what it means? If there is a real problem, then maybe... it's going to kill! Understand? Are you going to kill someone? ?"

She talked more and more anxiously~www.wuxiamtl.com~ her face almost touched his nose. But no matter what she said, how troubled, how threatened, Han Jiangchen still just stood there, watching her quietly, there was no fluctuation in her dark eyes.

He didn't eat her set at all, she had never thought that this guy could be so stubborn.

In the end Jiang Ling could only shut her mouth, blushing and panting, staring at each other with him. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

"Okay, do it, you have to go, then go."

She surrendered, but her face was more serious than ever: "But listen well, you shouldn't get this. If that time comes, you can only kill for self-protection. Other than that, even for me! I know! No?"

After she insisted on speaking, she didn't know how much Han Jiangchen had heard, and turned to the stairs in front of her.

The figure holding the sword followed her and ran up together, the figure was submerged in the black night.

At this time they did not know that the dozens of steps up the mountain would change their entire lives.