When the Old Man saw that Nguyễn Thanh Lan did not answer his question, he thought that she had admitted to it and praised her. "According to what the Old Man knows, this little fellow only rose to prominence in the Hunyuan Sect recently. You are already the top genius of the Hunyuan Sect and have been to the Immortal's Scripture Sanctuary several times … You have good taste!" Previously, he had heard the discussions of the disciples of the Hunyuan Sect. In addition, he had been in charge of the Hunyuan Sect. Therefore, he had more or less learned about Li Mubai. A girl favored by the heavens was fond of the previously unknown Li Mubai. Her taste was not simple at all.
In the Old Man's opinion, Li Mubai had been with Nguyễn Thanh Lan even when he was in the Demonic Realm. Therefore, they must have been in a relationship in private for a long time. It was only because of Li Mubai's status that they did not express it in front of others. Today, Nguyễn Thanh Lan had taken the initiative to approach him. This undoubtedly revealed their hidden feelings.
How could the Old Man know that he had made this judgment on his own?
Of course, if he had not made this judgment, he would not have sealed the two of them who were holding hands. With his cultivation, he could naturally determine that Li Mubai was still immersed in the Demonic Realm. It was just that his obsession in the grotto-heaven of the mystic realm had been temporarily suppressed due to the change in environment.
His sealed divine sense and the inner Yuan flowing in his body showed that he was currently immersed in a deep level of enlightenment.
His body was completely under the control of his subconscious.
This situation made him seem like a martial arts fanatic who had forgotten everything and was walking or lying down, cultivating at any time and place. However, in the Demonic Realm, he was even more engrossed than a martial arts fanatic.
"Senior …" Nguyễn Thanh Lan said softly, as if she wanted to say something.
"Don't worry, he is in good condition now. The longer he stays in this state, the more he will reap … You'd better not use your energy to deliberately awaken him …"
"Oh …" Nguyễn Thanh Lan was interrupted by the Saint and did not want to explain further. Anyway, this was not a bad thing for her. When she mustered the courage to hold Chen Hao's hand, it was for her own improvement and to appease Li Mubai. Why should she be so serious?
"Then what about when the final competition begins?"
"You are the person closest to him. When the time comes, you only need to bring him into the arena. You don't have to care about anything else. Under the control of his subconscious, the combat strength he could display was several times stronger than when he was awake! Regardless of whether it was reaction speed or explosive power, they were both terrifying! Don't look at how he's completely restrained right now, as if he's lost his soul. This is the nourishment of the Berserk Demon Realm after the temporary calm. Strictly speaking, he's still in the Berserk Demon Realm! "
"Oh …" Nguyễn Thanh Lan replied. She looked at the tall and slender figure, her heart surging. She did not know what would happen when Li Mubai woke up, but this period of time was undoubtedly her opportunity. Even if he was not awake and his subconscious was in contact with her, the influence of his subconscious was definitely there.
"If … if I can really get together with him … it should be of great help to me, right?" Nguyễn Thanh Lan thought to herself.
For someone who was wholeheartedly pursuing the pinnacle of martial arts, benefits were always the most important thing. Even if she felt pity for him, she would not have cared at all if she did not see the huge potential benefits that Li Mubai had and the fact that there was something about Li Mubai that attracted her. This was the reality. The Great Dao was merciless!
…
Buzz!
The space-time door suddenly shook. The Saint, Chen Hao, Nguyễn Thanh Lan, and the other 20 disciples of the Hunyuan Sect appeared in a new world.
The blue sky was clear, and the scorching sun was high up in the sky. The bright sunlight poured over the vast and boundless sea. A huge island stood in the boundless sea, shrouded in nine-colored Immortal light and exuding a dense aura. It was like a fairyland. Beams of light, swallowing and spitting, cut through the Void. With a momentum that swept through the heavens and earth, they absorbed the majestic power of heaven and earth from the Void and maintained the operation of the nine-colored Immortal light. It was a natural phenomenon.
Chi! Chi!
Chi! Beams of flowing light streaked across the sky and converged on the island from all directions. From time to time, space-time doors would open, and groups of young top geniuses of the Daluo Golden Wonderland would step out under the leadership of the Saint.
This island was the most powerful city in the entire Vast Thousand Chaotic World, the Immortal Scripture City. It was the guardian of the Immortal Scripture Holy Land. The entrance to the Immortal Scripture Holy Land was at the core of the Immortal Scripture City. The final competition for the spot to the Immortal Scripture Holy Land that was held once every ten years was held in the Immortal Scripture City.
Today, it was the Immortal Scripture City, which would appear every ten years and could be called the largest event in the Vast Thousand Chaotic World. Although this was only a competition among the experts of the Daluo Golden Wonderland, it was a major event that concerned the entire cultivation world. The Immortal Scripture Holy Land could be said to be the birthplace of all kinds of magical powers and laws in the Vast Thousand Chaotic World. The three Immortal Scriptures were like the Dao Scripture, the source of the Dao power of the cultivators on Earth. They were of great importance.
Just thinking about the upcoming competition for the spot made one's blood boil!
"Immortal Scripture City! This is the Immortal Scripture City. What a sacred and vast aura … "
Zhang Chong and the three disciples who had obtained the qualification for the first time looked down at the Immortal Scripture City that was getting closer and closer. Their expressions became excited.
This was the Immortal Scripture City that held the dreams and hopes of countless cultivators!
But in every era, only the top evildoers had the hope of coming here.
The cultivators who had signed up and passed through layers of selection to obtain the qualification for the final competition could only come here after obtaining the qualification. Their selection competition was not held in the Immortal Scripture City, but in a place jointly organized by the top sects and presided over by the Sacred Envoy of the Immortal Scripture Holy Land.
Unlike the excitement of the crowd, Chen Hao, whose eyes were empty and completely unfocused, still seemed to be immersed in his own spiritual world. He had no reaction to the legendary Immortal Scripture City.
"In the Immortal Scripture City, each of you top sects has a palace allocated to you, and each of you has a separate cultivation room." Every time a newcomer appeared, the Sacred Envoy would routinely introduce them. But this time, when he spoke of the cultivation room, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Chen Hao and continued, "Well, if you are willing, you can also cultivate together … Li Mubai's situation is special. Nguyễn Thanh Lan, you have to look after him."
Nguyễn Thanh Lan was slightly startled and immediately nodded gently.
Although Zhang Chong and the others despised him in their hearts, they did not show it.
"The Immortal Scripture City prohibits any private fights, so you had better take care of yourselves and not cause trouble. Even if you have any grudges, you can do whatever you like after you leave here. But not here. Otherwise, you will be disqualified from the competition! Understand? "
"Understood, Sacred Envoy!"
"You only have half a month. Prepare well …"
Swoosh!
After the Sacred Envoy finished speaking, he entered the nine-colored celestial light. After passing through the celestial light, he would descend to the Immortal Scripture City.
Buzz!
But at that moment, Chen Hao, who was being held by Nguyễn Thanh Lan, suddenly had a flash in his eyes. His essence, Qi, and spirit gushed out in an instant. His black hair danced in the wind, and he began to devour the mysterious nine-colored celestial light!
(Part one. When I woke up in the morning and saw "Hum? Hum? "Piao Hong, who had become the leader of the Proud Heaven Alliance, was shocked. Thank you! Dark Mountain continues to write. Today, it will continue to explode! I beg for monthly votes!)
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