(Author's Note: Every Spring Festival, I get drunk for a few days. Luckily, the Dominator of Six Realms has a stockpile of manuscripts.
Simple!
Distant!
Profound!
The bronze door slowly opened a crack in the sound that seemed to come from ancient times. In an instant, an endless ancient and mysterious aura seemed to spread out from the crack in the door.
Everyone felt the wisps of aura and instantly became excited.
What a mysterious aura. It was infinitely high and infinitely deep. That feeling was really indescribable. Even Gu Rui and Ye Daolin, who had already entered the Small Daoist Repository once, had a calm expression, but there was a glimmer of excitement in their eyes.
The ancient bronze door continued to open. The ancient mysterious aura that spread out from it became increasingly dense and vigorous. However, the mysterious aura did not spread too far. It only entered and exited within a hundred meter radius. It was as if the ancient bronze door was breathing in and out, forming a cycle.
The bronze door was completely opened. As the leader of the Dao Alliance's prodigies, Gu Rui was the first to step in.
Ye Daolin was next, followed by Jiang Wanliu, Fu Yingmang, Tang Yuxuan, Wang Zhan, Ning Yue, Chou He, Chen Suqing, and finally, Chen Zong.
A total of ten people stepped into the bronze door one after another.
However, after the ten people entered, the bronze door didn't close. That mysterious and ancient aura still enveloped a radius of a hundred meters, circulating endlessly.
A hundred meters away, the Dao Alliance's powerhouses were there.
"Ten people. I wonder how much they can gain?"
"Usually, the longer one stays in the Small Daoist Repository, the greater the gain. Last time, Gu Rui stayed for half a year, and Ye Daolin stayed for five months. I wonder if they can break their own limits this time?"
"Relatively speaking, I'm more curious about Chen Zong."
"Indeed, he was able to get ninth place in the Disciples' Meet, surpassing Mo Wuyi from ten thousand years ago. Now, he's ranked on the Heavenly General Leaderboard after being in the Third Realm for less than a hundred years. His talent is really amazing."
"The most important thing is his background. He's a third-rank void cultivator. He can't be compared to others, but he can reach this step. It's really amazing."
"I hope he can perform well in the Small Daoist Repository. It's not in vain to give this spot to him in advance."
If the Primitive Emperor didn't say so, Chen Zong would have to wait until the next time he wanted to get a spot in the Small Daoist Repository.
Now, the Small Daoist Repository..... and Zhao Guangyuan, Zhao Guangyuan had lost this opportunity.
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The Small Daoist Repository was a secret cultivation ground discovered by the ancestors of the Dao Alliance. After much effort, it naturally didn't contain any danger. Strictly speaking, the Small Daoist Repository was a corner or a branch of the Small Daoist Repository. It was like an extension.
Once they entered the Small Daoist Repository, they were greeted by a vast expanse of whiteness. Gradually, everything became clear.
A pond, about a thousand meters in size, appeared in front of them. Lotus leaves grew in the pond. They were of different heights. Every one of them was verdant. They swayed gently in the breeze. Water rippled.
Tiny ripples spread out in all directions.
Tranquil!
Mysterious!
Peaceful!
There was no smoke or dust. Here, everyone's mind became very peaceful. Their minds also became very clear.
Tranquility Yields Distance, Does Not Stir Up Dust.
Ten people appeared at the side of the pond. Immediately, under the breeze, the ripples in the water rippled. Ten of the biggest and darkest colored lotus leaves swam around the water surface.
The figures of Gu Rui and Ye Daolin, who had been here once, moved at the same time, drawing different mysterious and aura trajectories, and landed on two of the big lotus leaves. The two big lotus leaves with deep color trembled slightly, as if sinking a little in an instant, rippling out layers of ripples, attacking in all directions.
It was like a small boat. But it didn't really sink. Instead, it supported Gu Rui and Ye Daolin's bodies. Not even a drop of water splashed on the lotus leaves.
Looking at Gu Rui and Ye Daolin's movements, the others followed suit. They jumped up, either like a big bird spreading its wings, or like lightning breaking through the sky, or like a gust of wind. They were different, but they all had the same purpose.
Chen Zong's figure floated up like a gust of wind. He landed on one of the dark green lotus leaves. The moment he landed, the lotus leaf trembled slightly. It seemed that it couldn't bear the weight of his body and was about to sink. However, a tough force spread out, so that the lotus leaf didn't really sink. After a slight tremble, layers of ripples spread out, completely supporting Chen Zong's body.
There were water droplets splashing, but they sputtered in all directions. They drew a wonderful trajectory. In Chen Zong's eyes, there was an indescribable sense of mystery that couldn't be described with words.
Chen Zong sat down with his legs crossed naturally, without any deliberate or abrupt action. He didn't even have any thoughts of his own. Just like that, he sat down with his legs crossed in a not very formal but very comfortable posture. This posture looked like he was sitting with his legs crossed, but also like he was half lying down.
His eyes were as clear as the blue sky, and as clear as a bottomless stream. Gradually, there was a trace of mist filling his eyes, making them blurred. In the blurriness, there was an indescribable mystery and profoundness.
Slowly, as if sleepiness came, there was an indescribable sense of tiredness, but it wasn't tiredness. Chen Zong's eyes unconsciously closed slowly and completely. His breathing also became long, subtle, and faintly discernible.
In addition to Chen Zong, the other nine cultivators reacted the same way.
One by one, they closed their eyes. Their expressions were peaceful, as if they were asleep, as serene as a fetus.
As the breeze blew, the ten big lotus leaves swayed in the thousand-meter-deep pool like boats, creating layers of ripples. It was indescribably comfortable and leisurely.
It was as comfortable as picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence. It was poetic and picturesque, like a song and a zither.
Was this the only function of the Small Taoist Repository that was opened once in a hundred years?
Was it just to let people sleep here?
Even if they were lying on the lotus leaves and floating on the pool, it was still sleeping, although it was different from sleeping on a bed.
This was not really sleeping. Sleeping was only a kind of appearance. In fact, everyone had entered a miraculous state in a way that was close to sleeping.
…
The sound of carriages, shouts, and pedestrians mixed together into a cacophony of noises.
When Chen Zong opened his eyes, he saw people coming and going. It was bustling, but they didn't seem to notice Chen Zong. It was as if Chen Zong was an illusion that didn't exist.
Yes.
The moment Chen Zong was about to take a step forward, a fast horse rushed in front of him. It was so aggressive that it knocked down several pedestrians, but it didn't stop at all. It rushed directly to Chen Zong.
Chen Zong's expression didn't change, but he took a step forward in an instant to avoid the fast horse's collision. However, as soon as he moved, Chen Zong's expression changed greatly.
Strength!
His strength had completely disappeared. Although he reacted in time, he didn't know that his strength had disappeared, so his reaction was a bit slow. He couldn't avoid it.
Collision!
The fast horse rushed to him in an instant. Chen Zong was ready to be knocked away, but the fast horse rushed through his body.
It was as if he was an illusion.
After being stunned, Chen Zong walked to the side and reached out to grab the wall of a house, but it went through directly. It was a very strange feeling. It was as if he was really an illusion and didn't exist.
However, Chen Zong was sure that he existed. It was just that it was very strange. It felt as if he was in a different world. He could see people in this world, but people in this world couldn't see him or discover him.
It was the first time for him to experience this.
Chen Zong couldn't remember why he appeared here. It seemed to be very sudden. There was no prelude, but it also seemed to be natural.
Since he couldn't think of anything, Chen Zong didn't think hard about it. Instead, he walked naturally. It was a very strange experience. It was the first time for him to experience this. Since he was here, he might as well take things as they came.
As if aimlessly, Chen Zong paced on the busy street. He looked at the people coming and going, listened to all kinds of words, laughed and cursed, and observed the various expressions of life.
Unconsciously, bits and pieces of enlightenment flashed in his mind. They were broken and unformed. Chen Zong didn't pay attention to them.
As he walked, Chen Zong stood in front of a shop. The shop owner and the buyer were arguing endlessly. It seemed that they couldn't agree on the price.
Time passed slowly as he walked and stopped. Day gradually passed and night fell. The lights were lit, and thousands of houses were brightly lit. It had a different kind of charm.
Bright!
Dazzling!
Dazzling!
But there was also a kind of tranquility that went straight to the heart.
The street was very long. Even if Chen Zong walked and stopped, he still walked a very long distance. However, he didn't reach the end. It seemed that the street was endless.
As he walked, Chen Zong gradually found that it was not that the street was endless. It was just that he was always walking in circles on a long street.
This seemingly meaningless behavior accumulated more fragments of enlightenment. Little by little, they were like twinkling stars, silent and deep, and difficult to detect.
After walking for a while, Chen Zong stopped to rest. He saw a small building. Under the night sky, there were no lights in the building, making it seem deep and quiet. There wasn't a single person in the building, but Chen Zong wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he walked into the building and climbed up to the rooftop, sitting down near the window.
As soon as he sat down, Chen Zong felt very comfortable. It was as if his exhaustion was slowly leaving him. It was like peeling silk from a cocoon.
Comfortable, comfortable, and leisurely.
Outside the window, there were thousands of bright lights. The night gradually deepened. At some point, a gust of wind blew, bringing with it a chill. Chen Zong could not help but feel cold. The first strand of rain fell silently.
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