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Ruan Ping looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. He was handsome and had an extraordinary appearance.
He was one of the direct core disciples of the Lake Region's sacred ground, Turbid Wave Pavilion. He was proficient in the Lake Region's secret martial arts and had extraordinary skills.
However, what Yan Zhaoge was more concerned about was that as far as he knew, this brother seemed to be rather infatuated with the Sacred Sun Clan's Meng Wan.
Although the age gap between them was about ten years, this did not affect Ruan Ping's enthusiasm.
It was just that over the past half year or so, the situation in the Eight Extremities World had suddenly changed as the relationship between the Sacred Grounds had become tense.
Turbid Wave Pavilion, who had always remained uninvolved, was clearly even more sensitive to every single movement.
Although Ruan Ping was a disciple of the younger generation, as one of the core disciples of Turbid Wave Pavilion, if he was still the same as before, he would be extremely conspicuous.
It was unknown whether the elders of the sect had specially reminded him, or if Ruan Ping had restrained himself, but his behavior in recent days seemed to indicate that his feelings for Meng Wan had gradually faded.
His gaze sweeping over Liu Shengfeng, Yan Zhaoge and the others, Ruan Ping nodded slightly, "Please follow me."
Liu Shengfeng smiled, retracting that wolf-like gaze that had always been appraising Yan Zhaoge and Ye Zhongzhou.
Being of similar age to Ruan Ping, Ye Zhongzhou had long been acquainted with him. He immediately said, "Ruan Ping, it's rare for us to come here. You must bring us to see the famous Clear Concealed Lake."
Clear Concealed Lake, located in the northwest of the Lake Region, was the venue for the Heavenly Connection Meet this time.
This area was covered in clouds and mist all year round, but as the clouds and mist on the surface of the lake changed, the scenery was extremely beautiful.
As the clouds moved about, it seemed to contain boundless truths of the heavens and the earth, and it was capable of giving birth to all sorts of wonders. All the martial artists in the world yearned for it.
Turbid Wave Pavilion martial practitioners frequently came here to comprehend the Dao and cultivate.
As the host of the Heavenly Connection Meet this time, Turbid Wave Pavilion had also arranged for the venue to be here.
Ruan Ping smiled. "Of course. You may move about freely, but our sect's elders have set up an array formation on the lake's surface. "
"If you are free to move around, you need to be careful. Don't touch the array formation's restrictions."
Yan Zhaoge and Sikong Qing. Under Ruan Ping's lead, the people of Jade Sea City and Infinite Boundless Mountain stepped into the waters of Clear Concealed Lake.
Stepping on the water's surface, Yan Zhaoge surveyed his surroundings, only feeling carefree and relaxed.
As the clouds and mist drifted, the mist and the lake water seemed to be constantly intertwining and changing.
The boundary between the heavens and the earth seemed to have become blurry. As Yan Zhaoge glanced over, a lake appeared within the sky, while the clouds seemed to have transformed into a lake.
"Could it be that Turbid Wave Pavilion's Flowing Water Illusory Cloud Force came from this?"
Yan Zhaoge looked rather interestedly at the scene before him. Beside him, Sikong Qing also did the same.
Ye Zhongzhou and the others who had accompanied her also looked at Sikong Qing with faint smiles.
Beside Ye Zhongzhou, a girl in her early twenties sighed softly, "A person who is infatuated with the martial way."
The girl was named Li Jingwan, also a Heaven's favoured son of Jade Sea City's younger generation like Ye Zhongzhou, her age being similar to that of Yan Zhaoge and Xiao Yu.
Her facial features were like a painting. Although she wasn't as elegant as Sikong Qing, she was still a rare beauty.
Unlike Ye Zhongzhou who was loud and unrestrained, Li Jingwan appeared very gentle as she looked curiously at Sikong Qing.
Along the way. Sikong Qing appeared extremely quiet. Other than greeting them, she didn't say a single word.
No matter what happened, she followed Yan Zhaoge's pace. However, whether it was Ye Zhongzhou or Li Jingwan, they could both tell that Sikong Qing wasn't someone without a mind of her own, only seeming to be afraid of trouble.
This young lady seemed to have devoted all of her attention to cultivation. She did not intend to, or even disdained to, allocate her time elsewhere.
Although she still understood the basic ways of the world, she wasn't someone who was good at socialising. Her mind wasn't on this at all.
Ye Zhongzhou smiled, "Outstanding talent, and also dedicated; the heavens will not mistreat her."
Li Jingwan said, "That's right, so young, and already at the peak of the late inner aura Martial Scholar realm. I heard that around half a year ago, when clashing with Infinite Boundless Mountain's Hou Xiang in the Mountain Domain, she was still a mid inner aura Martial Scholar. Such a rate of improvement is truly frightening."
The terrain here was vast, the small islands within the lake dotted densely like stars in the sky. Treading on the water, the group very quickly arrived at the central region.
Within Clear Concealed Lake, the few largest islands were here. The main island, Clear Concealed Island, was where the Heavenly Connection Meet was being held.
Ascending Clear Concealed Island, there were naturally disciples of Turbid Wave Pavilion to welcome the guests, arranging for them to their respective lodgings.
The architectural style of this place was filled with the scenery of the Lake Domain, with numerous small bamboo buildings erected there, arranged in picturesque disorder.
After settling them down, Yan Zhaoge exited the bamboo building, walking towards the surface of the lake once more.
Coming to the surface of the lake, traversing amidst the clouds, Yan Zhaoge gradually closed his eyes, leisurely walking on the surface of the lake.
Following behind Yan Zhaoge, Ah Hu did not disturb him.
His attention was mostly placed on the surrounding environment, preventing anyone from disturbing Yan Zhaoge, or from creating any sort of danger.
At this moment, however, he wasn't in the mood to comprehend the profundities of Clear Concealed Lake.
Only when the Heavenly Connection Meet officially began, and Yan Zhaoge participated in it would Ah Hu come out alone to wander about.
Although his eyes were tightly shut, Yan Zhaoge's spiritual sense had been magnified to the maximum, the acupoints of his entire body nimbly pulsing, absorbing and exhaling the surrounding spiritual qi of the heavens and the earth. At the same time, he was also feeling the spiritual qi flow of Clear Concealed Lake, feeling the unique, miraculous aspects of this treasured land.
After walking for a while, Yan Zhaoge halted, standing silently and unmoving as he extended his hands forward, slowly moving them about amidst the clouds.
After a while, Yan Zhaoge set off once more, continuing to tread on the water. After walking a certain distance, he once more stood still, unmoving.
Just like this, the movements of his hands continued unceasingly.
The surrounding clouds around Yan Zhaoge were swept along by him, gradually forming a mass of qi that grew larger and larger, moving along with him.
"Observing the changes in the clouds and water of Clear Concealed Lake, it has indeed given me some other ideas regarding my own martial dao."
Yan Zhaoge pondered, "Having stepped into the Xiantian stage, spirituality has been born in my aura-qi. Having reached the mid Xiantian stage, the aura-qi will form the illusory heavens and earth, further developing the changes between real and illusory, probing into the secrets of the heavens and the earth."
"Within this, perhaps there are some things that I can make use of."
As he pondered, Yan Zhaoge was suddenly slightly taken aback, "Eh?"
Following closely behind him, Ah Hu asked, "Young Master, what's wrong?"
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes slightly, surveying their surroundings, "This formation, seems to have changed ah."
Ah Hu was unable to make heads or tails of this, a blank expression appearing on his face.
Yan Zhaoge did not continue speaking. Formations, like the dao of alchemy and artifact forging, were all relatively independent theories of knowledge, closely related to the martial dao. However, a martial practitioner's cultivation base did not completely determine their attainments in formations.
Also, the changes in the spirit formation that enveloped Clear Concealed Lake were very small, not being obvious at all.
While Ah Hu's cultivation base had already reached the Heavenly Connection stage, he had never dabbled in formations before. Therefore, it was not strange that he could not see through it.
To Yan Zhaoge, formations were also his weakness, but that was only in comparison to his other abilities.
Compared to other Martial Scholars, Yan Zhaoge's attainments in formations were similarly outstanding.
Moreover, Yan Zhaoge just happened to be specially improving himself in recent days, being exceptionally sensitive to matters related to formations.
At this moment, he very quickly sensed the abnormality.
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, "Tsk, is this the aftereffect of Infinite Boundless Mountain spreading the news back then?"
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