abnabooks Chapter 1771 Crossing the Line
Chapter 1771 Crossing the Line
Chapter 1771 Crossing the Line
As soon as Dong Rui landed, he pressed his stomach and retched twice, his face grim: "This is much more uncomfortable than crossing the Haoyuan Golden Mirror!"
In a flash, they were moved from Shilong Peak to here. Dong Rui felt that his body could not adapt to the situation. It seemed as if his internal organs were punched hard. He almost vomited blood onto the tree in front.
He didn't spray, but the two ten-year-old disciples of the Illusion Sect who were jumping on the sand table earlier really vomited blood on the spot and couldn't straighten their backs for a long time.
Not everyone can afford this magical power of traveling a thousand miles in an instant.
He Lingchuan patted Dong Rui on the shoulder and looked around.
The open space by the lake was temporarily used as a camp, where the Huan Sect prepared personnel and transferred supplies.
The area where the silver bead fruits were distributed was packed with people. Even though the instructors tried their best to maintain order and shouted not to fight over the fruits, some disciples still pushed and shoved frantically and even tried to snatch the fruits.
Several instructors jumped into the crowd, pulled out the troublemakers, and threw them directly into the water.
Dong Rui stood far away under the tree and watched, and couldn't help but sigh: "Is this still a disciple of the Immortal Sect? Why do they look like the refugees we saw on the Shining Gold Plains?"
This is basically the scene when refugees go to the disaster relief shelter to collect relief food.
"They are afraid that the Heavenly Palace will come to kill them, so they want to cross the lake as quickly as possible and go to a safe place."
In fact, more disciples of the Illusion Sect had confusion and anxiety in their eyes. Before last night, they were all the superiors of Silver Pearl Island, living a peaceful life, and their biggest worry was just the intrigues within the sect.
When the Heavenly Palace arrived, the Heavenly Demons took action, and their elders fell one after another. Only then did they realize that there are people beyond people, there are demons beyond the sky, and that they are nothing.
The common people of Silver Pearl Island are like ants in front of the immortals. And aren’t they, the disciples of the immortal sect, the same in front of the devil and the Heavenly Palace?
There were also a few cultivators who were unable to grab the silver bead fruit. They knelt by the lake in despair, chanting Qian Huan's name and wiping their eyes.
Aunt Zhu was getting impatient: "Don't talk about these useless things. Did you get our silver bead fruit?"
Dong Rui pursed his lips, and the ghost ape jumped down from some branch of the tree, holding two silver bead fruit branches in his hands. There were many heavy fruits on them, more than enough for him.
There was still plenty of time, so He Lingchuan squatted on a big rock by the lake and looked down at the lake.
The big trees here blocked out the sun, and the green shade covered a large area of the lake. Even though the sun was getting brighter, the water surface hidden deep in the shadows of the trees was still dark.
Yaozi Lake was lucky; the space-time rift that Miaozhantian had opened earlier was not facing here, so most of the vegetation was preserved.
"I heard that, apart from the light of the sun and moon and the silver bead fruit, this lake cannot be illuminated by anything else." He Lingchuan said, taking out a dried spore from his arms and dipping it in water. It soon lit up, emitting a bright white light.
He brought the fluorescent spores close to the water.
The lake was sparkling and rippling, and the man and the spider cried out at the same time:
"really!"
The light source is close to the normal water surface, and some light should be able to penetrate below the water surface, illuminating small plankton and messy impurities.
But the surface of the lake is as black as ink, and it is pure ink color.
The fluorescent spores in He Lingchuan's hand did not illuminate the water surface even when they were close to it.
He loosened his grip, and the fluorescent spores fell into the lake and sank.
From the second it entered the water, it was like being swallowed by darkness, with no light visible on the surface of the lake.
"Hey, interesting!" Dong Rui also became interested, "Is this lake water completely opaque?"
He Lingchuan picked up a silver bead fruit and moved it closer to the water.
Then it's normal:
The silver beads on the water shine, and their light is reflected underwater.
This fruit can indeed leave a shadow in the lake!
He Lingchuan lit another fluorescent spore on the water surface near the silver bead fruit.
A strange scene appeared:
The water only reflected the light of the silver beads, and the fluorescent spores still did not leave any light or shadow.
Even Aunt Zhu said "interesting", but He Lingchuan was wondering how Master Qianhuan arranged all these things and how he was so particular about even the details?
Turning the country upside down, it seems that there are some rules and systems of their own.
Everyone and the demon puppets were given silver bead fruits and then jumped into the lake.
As soon as I entered the water, I couldn't see my hand in front of me, and the moonlight from the sky couldn't get in at all.
This is not a lake at all, it's more like a bottomless abyss.
Then, the silver bead fruit in the palm emitted a dim light, making people feel at ease.
In response, a spot of light appeared at the bottom of the lake, not dazzling but dim.
He Lingchuan swam towards it immediately.
He had only swam about ten feet when the light suddenly enlarged in front of him and he felt a suction force.
No, that’s not right. It might be more appropriate to say “buoyancy”.
As soon as He Lingchuan relaxed, the force in the water pulled him down violently——
With a "splash", water came out!
He Lingchuan looked around and found that he had floated to the surface of the water again?
Just hearing the sound of water around, my companions also came out one after another.
Dong Rui wiped the water off his face and looked around: "Wow, isn't this still Yaozi Lake?"
The shape of the lakeshore, the grass, stones, and pebble beach beside the lake...even the old elm tree with its afro-like hair, are exactly the same as the world they came from!
There were still quite a few disciples of the Illusion Sect in the lake, all swimming towards the shore.
The sunlight hit the lake, creating a golden glow, and everyone was bathing in the water.
Aunt Zhu was the quickest to calm down: "Where are we going now?"
When she was with He Lingchuan, she only needed to ask this question.
He Lingchuan raised his eyes and looked above its head:
"Auntie, follow me and sneak back."
"Oh." Aunt Zhu responded readily without further ado, and Dong Rui was too lazy to ask why.
Anyway, He Lingchuan must have a point.
"The others wait, we'll be back soon."
Wanqi Feng and others all responded yes, swimming slowly in the water, and were not in a hurry to go ashore.
Most of the Bailong people were originally landlubbers, but later on, when they became residents of Yangshan Island, swimming became a compulsory course. Those who could be brought by He Lingchuan were all proficient in water, so they could cope with the complex and changing environment.
Here, He Lingchuan and Aunt Zhu dived again with the silver bead fruit in their arms, and indeed, they returned to the surface of the water in their original realm.
The sun shone directly on the lake and also on Aunt Zhu's head, illuminating the golden line on top of her head.
Sure enough, God’s gaze appeared again.
He Lingchuan drew his sword and cut off the invisible golden thread to eliminate future troubles. Then he said to Aunt Zhu, "Dive again."
This dive was still smooth. He Lingchuan soon reunited with the Black Armored Army and swam towards the rocky beach on the shore together.
He Lingchuan had also walked this road in the fantasy world.
The rocky beach was quiet, with two weasels wandering along the tracks, seemingly looking for crushed snails and bugs.
When they saw people coming, they ran away without a trace.
Apart from that, the rocky beach was very quiet. There were no newly mended fishing nets, no dried fish hanging out to dry. There were not even any houses or fences at the edge of the woods, let alone the laughter of children... There was no sign of any human presence.
The lakeside village they had seen in another world did not exist here.
The beaches and woods are still pristine, and no fighting has taken place.
There was a big clam hiding among the stone eggs. The ghost ape was sharp-eyed and dug it out. He smashed the clam shell and started sucking the juice when he put it to his mouth.
"Ah, puff, puff!" It spit out the clam meat after just taking a bite.
It's so bitter and astringent, and has none of the sweetness of shellfish.
tastes bad!
They climbed up a low hill from which they could see a glimpse of the ocean.
But the rippling waves and the roaring sound remain the same.
The peaceful and deserted ocean also has no end in sight.
Is this the real world where Master Qianhuan lives?
Wanqi Liang murmured, "It seems to be no different from the fantasy world we came from."
Ghost apes squeaked in the treetops.
The Huanzong team is just ahead.
Soon, they caught up with the main force.
The Huan Zong team took a short rest behind the low hill, and then Elder Liu led the team north.
"Go, go!" Everyone knows that there are pursuers behind them.
Everything around him was the same as in the original world, even the position of the trees was exactly the same. But along the way, there were flowers and fragrance, and no trace of fighting.
Everything is just as it was before the Tiangong invasion.
This is too peaceful, but it makes people feel uneasy. He Lingchuan ran to Elder Liu and walked side by side with him:
“Is this the real world?”
"Yes." Elder Liu strode forward, "For a long time, we have been living in the fantasy world created by the Immortal Lord."
He Lingchuan looked at the silver bead fruit in his hand. After a quarter of an hour, it no longer glowed. Now it looked like a big yellow pear in his hand, and it even had fragrance when he smelled it.
Elder Liu said, "You can eat it."
He Lingchuan took a bite and the pear juice overflowed, which quenched his thirst.
Sure enough, these "Silver Lantern Fruits" are pears that have been imbued with magical powers.
"What about the mortals in the fantasy world?"
Elder Liu looked at him, somewhat surprised that he would ask such a question: "They are not the target of the Heavenly Palace, so they will naturally stay in the Fantasy World, just like they have been for so many years."
Mortals have lived in the fantasy world for so many years, what's the problem?
He Lingchuan was curious: "How long has the Fantasy World existed? How did the Immortal Venerable move all these mortals to the Fantasy World without them noticing?"
Elder Liu coughed lightly and said, "It's hard to say."
The secrets of the Immortal Lord and the secrets of the sect are not to be told to outsiders.
He Lingchuan said "oh" and stopped asking.
It’s hard for Elder Liu to say, or does he not know either?
After He Lingchuan had seen True Man Qianhuan with his own eyes, he had a feeling that this mirage immortal acted extremely secretively. Was he hiding many secrets that even the elders of the Huan Sect were unaware of?
Just looking at the relationship between Qian Huan and Xiao Wencheng, He Lingchuan felt that this was very likely.
After climbing over a high hill, a village appeared in front of us.
To everyone's surprise:
There are still residents in the villages and towns!
The place where they were located was a hill that had been blown into a deep pit in the fantasy world, but here, the hill was very high, the vegetation was dense, and the sounds of chickens and dogs could be heard from the village.
This village is located at the original location of Yu Village, but the architecture is different.
Not to mention He Lingchuan and others, even the disciples of the Illusion Sect felt like they were falling into clouds and mist, with a look of confusion and bewilderment on their faces.
There are residents and living people in the real world, so what about the living people in the fantasy world?
They are also residents of Silver Pearl Island who came from the fantasy world, so are they real or fantasy?
When the villagers heard the noise, they all came out to watch. The eyes of adults and children were full of curiosity, but there was no malice.
A monk walking on the left side of He Lingchuan suddenly pointed at the village and shouted, "That's my neighbor when I was a kid!"
His voice was extremely frightened, and his eyes bulged out, as if he had seen a ghost. He Lingchuan looked in the direction of his finger and saw a boy of about six or seven years old behind a fence, peering towards the Huanzong team, with a missing front tooth when he smiled.
(End of this chapter)