By the time Song Ren woke up, it was already three days later. The grievous aura on his body had completely disappeared, and he turned back into that translucent appearance.
But … why was he hanging on the drying pole?
What exactly happened?
"Hey! Did you do it? "Shen Ying leaned on the windowsill and waved at him.
"Exalted Immortal Shen …" Song Ren hesitated. What did she mean by did it? Shouldn't she say that he was awake? He subconsciously wanted to float towards her, but a white light flashed in front of him, pushing him back. Only then did he realize that there was a layer of transparent array around him, sealing him firmly on the drying pole, unable to move. "This … this is?"
"Oh, I'm not afraid that you'll be blown away by the wind." Shen Ying explained casually, turning to the person behind her. "Chef."
"Yes, Master." Yi Ming made a seal with his hand, instantly undoing the array around Song Ren.
Only then did Song Ren come down from the drying pole and float into the house.
"Exalted Immortals, what … what happened to me?" He looked confused. He clearly remembered that he followed Yi Qing up to subdue deviant ghosts. Why was he hanging up when he came back to his senses?
"You don't remember anything at all?" Yi Qing frowned and asked.
Song Ren was stunned. A complicated expression flashed across his face. After a while, he frowned and said, "I … don't know either. I felt like I went to a place … I saw a lot of people, a lot of people … "
Yi Qing was shocked. Could it be that he remembered his previous memories? "What else did you see?"
"It seemed like … someone told me where to go." His expression grew uglier. He seemed to be trying hard to recall. After a while, he shook his head. "I can't remember. I just felt that it was very cold there … Exalted Immortal, did I …"
"Mm." Yi Qing nodded. It seemed like he could not find out why he had grievous aura on his own. But he could ask Yun Heng to help him investigate.
— — —
Ever since Yi Qing dealt with the remnant souls that attacked the city, the Mystic cultivators in the city changed their attitude towards them, but most of them still maintained a suspicious attitude. Although Yun Heng, who was like a national idol, wholeheartedly trusted and worked hard to promote them. The next day, when they arrived at the Mystic Gate, the square was indeed filled with Mystic cultivators.
However, none of them believed in immortal cultivation like Yun Heng did. Most of them looked doubtful. He even had the thought of watching a joke. If Yi Qing hadn't dealt with those remnant souls that day, they probably wouldn't even have come.
Actually, if one thought about it, it was understandable. After cultivating and inheriting something for hundreds of years, someone suddenly said that it was wrong. Of course, they would not accept it for a while. As for Yun Heng, he was a Soul Formation cultivator. To a certain extent, he could sense the Heavenly Dao better than others. He must have long suspected the so-called profound technique. That was why he immediately believed Yi Qing's words.
"Fellow Daoist Yi." Yun Heng took a step forward and looked at Yi Qing beside him. Although he did not know why Yi Qing wanted all the Mystic cultivators to gather here, he still did as he was told. "Everyone is here. Shall we begin?"
"Let's wait a little longer," Yi Qing said.
"What else do we need to wait for?"
"Wait for Father Niu."
"Huh?!" Yun Heng paused. "Who's Father Niu?"
"It's … the meaning of a parent," he casually explained.
Parents? Was it the Patriarch? Could it be that he came from a hidden family?
Before Yun Heng could react, a few heavenly voices suddenly came from the sky. The voices were light and simple, as if they were close to his ears, but also seemed far away. The square suddenly became restless.
"Look up!" Someone exclaimed. Everyone raised their heads and looked up in shock.
A tall palace suddenly appeared in the sky, floating high in the air. The palace was surrounded by large patches of colorful spirit light, illuminating the entire palace like a dream. It was as if a celestial realm had come to the world. In an instant, it was as if some kind of pressure came out of the palace and swept toward everyone, causing their hearts to tremble.
Everyone present was stunned. They looked at the strange scene that suddenly appeared in disbelief. Except for the two who received the news in advance.
Yi Qing: "…"
Shen Ying: "…"
Father Niu's appearance this time was rather high profile! The kind that came with its own background music.
In the next moment, several figures flew out of the palace and slowly stopped in the sky above everyone. They were all dressed in the same white robes, embroidered with golden auspicious clouds. They stepped on a sword that was overflowing with Spirit Qi. But for some reason, although there was nothing covering them, they could not see their faces clearly. When they looked over, they could only see a blurry figure. Especially the person in the middle, his body seemed to be surrounded by a shocking suppressive force. Looking at him made their hearts sink, and they did not dare to look at him directly.
Everyone became even more excited. This was definitely not any mystic technique. This was more like … an immortal's technique!
They saw that the few people stopped in the sky above the square. Only then did the person on the right speak loudly. His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
"The disciples of Invincible Sect have come into the world under the orders of the sect master to find fated people and teach them the Dao of Immortal Cultivation. I hope that after you receive this opportunity, you will stick to the right path and protect the peace of the world! "
As soon as he finished speaking, the other party waved his hand. Everyone looked in shock. On an empty space on the right side of the square, a tall platform appeared out of thin air.
"In a quarter of an hour, we will start testing for spirit roots here. We will select the most talented disciples and teach them the way of cultivation. Anyone can participate."
With that said, the few of them flashed and flew back to the palace in the sky between the clouds.
The whole place was silent. No one could react for a long time.
After a while, they rushed to the side of the platform on the right and formed a long line, waiting excitedly. Although they did not know what testing for spirit roots was, the scene just now was not fake. At that moment, there was no longer any doubt in their hearts. So there really was a way to cultivate to become immortal in this world. What Master Yun Tian said was true!
At that moment, in the palace in the sky.
The four people who were suddenly teleported up after watching a wave of pretentious acts: "…"
"Hey, Father Niu." Shen Ying greeted the person in the middle.
The other party rolled his eyes at her.
Instead, the eyes of the few girls beside him brightened. One by one, they went forward and bowed. "Greetings, sect master!"
Shen Ying greeted them all. "Hey, Little Green, Little White, Little Pink, Little White … TWO?"
Everyone: "…"
Si Yu, who was dressed in pink, tugged at her clothes, considering whether to change back to green. Indeed, once she changed her clothes, even her name changed.
"Ah, there are a lot of people here this time."
"And they're very high profile!" Yi Qing added.
"Didn't you say that no one here has cultivated Spirit Qi before?" Lonemoon stepped forward and said, "Of course I have to be fully prepared. If I don't do this, how can I make them believe me so easily?" He did not want to cause a fight over the cultivation system. That was equivalent to holding a press conference in advance. Of course, he had to make it as high profile as possible.
The few of them paused. They thought back to the Mystic cultivators in the square. Indeed! After seeing them appear, regardless of whether they were skeptical or not, they were now completely convinced.
"Fellow Daoist, you really have foresight!" Yun Heng was delighted. He immediately understood his intention. This palace that suddenly appeared high up in the sky, not to mention the others, even he was shocked. At first, he was still thinking about how to persuade everyone to give up on their original Mystic techniques. But after this incident, that problem was solved. This was such a shocking technique. Even without him saying it, the others knew how to choose.
"You are the lamp … uh, Master Yun Tian?" Lonemoon smiled politely at Yun Heng. He was pierced by the golden light of merit around him. He subconsciously narrowed his eyes. Indeed, as Shen Ying said, he was a very bright light bulb.
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