The opening of the mystic realm was not as earth-shattering as he had imagined.
As soon as the black-robed old man finished speaking, the spiritual fog that enveloped the entire mountain range suddenly dispersed and swallowed the entire valley in an instant.
By the time the white fog dispersed, the thousands of cultivators gathered in the valley had long disappeared.
"This mystic realm will last for seven days."
"Before that, please wait patiently.”
The black-robed old man said in a clear voice.
At this moment, apart from those wandering cultivators who were too old but unwilling to try their luck, there were also some Dao Protector Elders from large sects. These people naturally followed Uncle Mu's words.
“……”
A cool feeling brushed past his face.
To Fang Mingjing, it was just a momentary daze when the spiritual mist attacked. In the next moment, his position changed.
At this moment, what greeted his eyes was a lake filled with fog.
The fog was very thick.
It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and visibility was very low, so he could only see a corner of the shore.
However, even a corner of the lake was enough to make one feel the strange beauty of the lake. The lake water was so clear that it reflected the color of the sky. It was a crystal clear blue that could not be described in words.
"There's no aura of anyone else. Does this mean that this mystic realm is randomly teleported?”
As he thought about this, Fang Mingjing walked toward the lake.
There were as many as a thousand cultivators who had entered the mystic realm, but Fang Mingjing could not detect anyone else's aura within a five-kilometer radius.
The lakeside was very cold.
Fang Mingjing felt a bone-piercing chill as soon as he approached, but he did not care. He just walked forward slowly. The ethereal spiritual fog on the shore of the lake set off his young figure.
In the direction he was walking, there was a lotus platform on the lake. The lotus platform was covered in dense multicolored light, and the spiritual aura emitted a cold and peaceful feeling. At this time, the white flower bud in the center of the lotus platform was still tightly closed.
purifying demonic
It was rumored that it was one of the main materials used to refine the eighth-grade Tribulation Crossing Pill. Its characteristic was that it could cleanse all turbid qi and had a miraculous effect on injuries caused by various strange poisons and even the tribulation fire.
However, the growth conditions of the pristine lotus were very harsh. Before it matured, if any living creature approached it, its clear qi would be contaminated, causing it to wither.
This lotus was about five to six days away from maturing.
Despite realizing this, Fang Mingjing did not stop.
Ten steps…nine steps…eight steps…
As Fang Mingjing approached, the surface of the lake, which had never rippled before, suddenly rippled. Immediately after, a large amount of spiritual energy was inexplicably released from the bottom of the lake and gradually absorbed by the lotus platform.
Four steps…Three steps…
The closed flower bud gradually unfolded.
Fang Mingjing didn't slow down his pace until the white flower bud fully bloomed.
After taking the last step, he stretched out his young and fair hand to the lotus platform and broke the completely mature lotus.
If this scene was seen by others, they would definitely be flabbergasted.
After all, the sudden ripening of this lotus was strange no matter how one looked at it…
However, this was only natural for Fang Mingjing.
Because he wanted to pluck it, the pristine lotus matured ahead of time-that was all.
His luck was very strong.
He was so strong that even someone like Jiang Jiuge, the Sacred Lord of the Heavenly Cloud, felt that the world seemed to revolve around a mirror more than once.
Group Leader Smelly Beansprout sent a group red packet.
When this message suddenly flashed across the chat group in his consciousness, the members of the group were all drawn out.
"Red packets!"
"Huh?" I remember that the small group leader said that he was going to participate in some mystic realm. Has he already gained something?”
"Pure Lotus…?" It seemed unbelievable.”
Aenz-ur-Gong: This sense of peace made me feel a little uncomfortable. As an undead, it was as if I had encountered holy water!”
"…Are you alright?" asked the Tongue of God.
Anzi Ur Gong: " Ah, it's alright. If we were in the game now, my HP would definitely have dropped a little.”
Stinky Beansprout: " This is used to refine pills, but it's especially delicious when used to make tea!!”
"…Tea?"
Stinky Beansprout said,"Oh right. However, Anzi definitely couldn't drink tea.”
Anzi Ur Gong was speechless.
Sword God Soldros,"Haha, the Undead are really lucky."”
The seventeen-year-old girl replied,"I don't feel uncomfortable being a monster." However, there was a considerable amount of…Hmm, what was called 'spiritual energy' in the world of the small group owner, right? Therefore, as an ordinary person, it was best for Rina to be careful not to absorb too much at once.”
"Ah, alright!"
Rina was very grateful for the reminder of Eight Clouds Purple. Otherwise, she really wouldn't have realized this.
Stinky Beansprout replied,"I forgot about that."”
Stinky Beansprout said,[Wait a moment…Let me check the live broadcast function in the chat group.]”
"Do you want to start a live broadcast?!"？”
"Impressive!" There's actually such a function!"
The seventeen-year-old girl said, Speaking of which, it seems that only Anzi and Hestia haven't seen the small group leader in the chat group, right?”
"Yes."
Stinky Beansprout replied,"I'm a macho man."”
"Eh? Mr. Group Leader is actually the macho type? This is completely different from what I imagined.”
Stinky Beansprout replied,"Yes, I'm an ultimate macho man."”
The Tongue of God was speechless.
Sword God Soldros was speechless.
Group Leader Stinky Beansprout has started a group live broadcast.
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