Chapter 252: Past Life and Present Life
Chang Hao certainly wouldn’t give up this hard-won opportunity for some unknown young man.
The world is in a time of great contention; it is like sailing against the current, and one either advances or retreats.
However, he did not force Zheng Qing to follow. He merely brought along two other Mount Qingcheng disciples and turned into the forest.
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The people were gone, and the forest was empty, with only the chirping of insects remaining.
“Chen An…”
The girl poked his arm.
After the clamor, these towering trees fell into a deathly silence. The patterns on the trees were lifelike, like aged human skin, which was inexplicably eerie.
Chen An grunted, knowing she was asking why he wasn’t leaving. He explained, “We have to wait.”
Wait?
Wait for what? Wait how long?
Lin Jingqiu didn’t understand and felt that the young man was truly annoying. Why did he only speak in halves every time? She wondered who he learned it from.
Fortunately, after the great battle with the evil cultivator at the orphanage previously and her master’s instructions, her trust in Chen An was very high.
Therefore, she was not in a hurry. She turned and pulled her senior sister aside to whisper.
The young man withdrew his gaze and continued to pretend to sleep with lowered eyes on the bamboo chair.
He was not, as others had previously thought, eccentric or pretentious.
The reason he ‘slept’ as soon as he entered the secret realm was that he wanted to release his spiritual consciousness to search for the truly valuable places within this secret realm.
Any secret realm left by ancestors must be constructed and maintained by formations.
Perhaps the formations used in different secret realms varied greatly, but the principle was undoubtedly the same.
Chen An’s spiritual consciousness ascended into the sky, and his vision penetrated numerous obstacles, taking in everything around him.
He saw that in the southwest direction, the direction initially chosen by the Mount Longhu disciples, they had encountered the first trial and were fighting as a formation.
Their opponents were not unusual; one of the towering trees they had just seen upon entering.
However, these trees had now been endowed with ‘spirituality’ by the secret realm. They pulled out their gnarled roots, which were buried deep in the ground, and continuously whipped back and forth with their branches.
The thick trunks evolved into whips. Each time they fell, they kicked up dust and made a thunderous sound.
The six disciples were clearly not novices; they handled the situation with great familiarity, standing in six different positions, each performing their duties.
Two of them applied Divine Step Talismans, moving like the wind, exclusively responsible for attracting the treant’s attention. Another two stood firm, responsible for flinging talismans at the treant, while the remaining two remained in the field to provide support and be ready for any unforeseen circumstances.
As the hosts, they clearly had anticipated the current situation.
Chen An shifted his gaze and saw that the situation in other directions was similar.
According to the old celestial master at the entrance earlier, after entering the secret realm, they could choose any direction to proceed.
The secret realm would differentiate trials of corresponding levels based on their numbers and realms. Clearing them would yield certain rewards.
Only by continuously clearing trials could they reach the core location of the secret realm, the Lingxu Palace.
That was the place where the True Man Lingxu cultivated in seclusion.
According to historical records, True Man Lingxu loved farming and seclusion his entire life. He rarely had conflicts with others and spent most of his time amusing himself.
Therefore, the Lingxu Palace was known for its various spiritual materials and elixirs.
However, since True Man Lingxu opened the secret realm, very few people had managed to reach the Lingxu Palace.
Gathering his scattered thoughts, Chen An’s eyes slightly condensed, and he began to carefully scan the formations that constructed the secret realm.
The profundity of the formations was hidden within the towering giant trees beneath him.
The reason he asked Lin Jingqiu to wait was simply that he was too lazy to go through the trials layer by layer.
In short, he wanted to take a shortcut.
His gaze swept over the giant trees. The faint spiritual energy attached to them appeared in Chen An’s eyes, like peeling layers of silk from a cocoon.
He quickly discovered the secret. He summoned his spiritual consciousness back into his body and slowly opened his eyes, which had been pretending to sleep.
“Alright.”
He beckoned to the two who were still whispering nearby.
To be honest, seeing them chatting so leisurely, anyone would think they were on a spring picnic.
Upon hearing his voice, the girl’s figure trembled slightly. She didn’t know what Zheng Qing had said, but her pretty face was actually a little flushed at this moment.
She took light steps and walked back.
Seeing this, Chen An casually asked, “What were you two talking about? Your faces are so red.”
However, he didn’t expect that this seemingly casual question would trigger an intense reaction from the girl, causing the blush on her face to rapidly spread across her entire face, even dyeing her delicate earlobes with a romantic hue.
She glared at Chen An fiercely and said sternly, “You are not allowed to ask!”
Chen An paused, then nodded and changed the subject, “Then let’s go.”
After speaking, he thought of something, paused, and then said, “By the way, the secret realm is broken.”
The girl, perhaps thinking of something else, merely replied absentmindedly, “Oh.”
The next moment, her expression suddenly froze, and her voice rose in pitch.
“Wait, what did you just say?!”
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Ten minutes after Chen An entered the secret realm.
In the annex behind the mountain, a gentle female voice rang out.
“Cong’an Older Sister, is what you said true?”
The woman rested her head on one hand as she asked. Her slender limbs were graceful, and her large breasts sagged onto the stone table precariously.
Luo Cong’an couldn’t help but glance at them twice and replied, “This is recorded in the Mount Longhu scriptures, so it should not be false.”
Upon hearing this, Selena’s eyes lit up, and she urged, “Then let’s hurry! I really want to see who can be worthy of a Lord like him.”
Hearing this, Luo Cong’an’s brows furrowed slightly. “What the True Man Lingxu said may not be accurate. After all, he was only a Nascent Soul cultivator himself, and he only had some research into these unorthodox paths.”
What Luo Cong’an was referring to was naturally the owner of the Lingxu Secret Realm.
Besides his apparent love for farming, True Man Lingxu had a little-known hobby.
He loved to calculate marriage fates and play matchmaker for people.
It was said that the final trial he set up in the Lingxu Palace was a very special ‘dream.’
In the dream, the person undergoing the trial would experience their past and present lives, understand their destined person in this life through enlightenment.
In the era of True Man Lingxu, he was very popular among the disciples of Mount Longhu for this skill.
Although he himself said that such things were only for amusement and should not be taken seriously, people still visited him every day to ask him to calculate their marriage fates.
After a while, under Selena’s continuous urging, Luo Cong’an reluctantly got up.
In fact, she was not unwilling to go and see, but she worried that she would only end up disappointed. It would be better to keep a fond memory.
Thinking this, she suddenly turned and looked at a girl who had been silent all along.
“Are you going?”
Mu Sanniang looked up, and her voice was cold when she replied.
“Boring.”
But the next moment, Luo Cong’an found that beside her.
A white skirt floated over.
