Am I the only one who didn't ascend?

Chapter 358 A life experience I never imagined

"Yes, it's this river! People are just ahead!"

"Chase, catch up!"

"Don't let the witch escape!"

"Wude Sect, can you please seal off this river? Why are there still fish monsters jumping around?"

"Fuck you, Master of Liushui Village, isn't the water your family's territory? You can't help but have the nerve to order us around?"

"You just say whether it can be sealed or not? There is so much nonsense!"

In the barren mountains and ridges, there was a loud noise, causing birds to fly away and animals to hibernate.

Nearly a hundred practitioners in different costumes, but full of murderous intent, were scattered on both sides of a large river, staring in all directions, as if searching for the person who killed their father.

In a sparse forest not far from the crowd, Wang Luo stood in the shade of the tree in surprise, watching with a cold gaze, his mind at a loss.

The last time I experienced this kind of confusion was in Lingshan Dingling Hall.

So, what is this place?

One moment, he was still in the Taiqing Palace, listening to the Yi family's highly respected grandma telling the story of the Jingyi Pond, and the next moment, in just one step, he was transported to this place without even feeling the warmth of the pond water. An extremely strange place.

Not only the scenery in front of me, but also the river wind blowing in front of me was full of unfamiliar moisture, and the aura of heaven and earth flowing in every inch of space was completely different from any place I was familiar with.

This is where I was transported to the ends of the earth...

Now that I think about it, it seems that the first of the nine great mystical arts of the Taiqing Sect that was famous in all of Jiuzhou was this magical power that was passed down from person to person. As early as 8,000 years ago, Taiqing Gate set up a teleportation array that could instantly teleport people from Jingzhou in the far west to Yan Island in the far east. The practical value was not high because both sides were uninhabited wilderness. But the symbolism is quite different.

Every time the leader of the Taiqing Sect comes to Lingshan to give lectures, in order to maintain the top status of his sect, the theme must revolve around teleportation, because this is the only unique skill of the Taiqing Sect that is not inferior to Lingshan in the high-end field.

His thoughts drifted away for a moment, and he suddenly felt two sharp eyes scanning from not far away.

"who!?"

A burly man wearing animal skin shouted loudly, and at the same time, he swung his right hand hard and threw a hand ax filled with wind and thunder in his face.

The big man had good cultivation and his attacks were as fast as lightning. Wang Luo was in a daze for a moment when the hand ax came close to his eyes. The withering wind and dying thunder on the ax was even more lethal, making him immediately alert and subconsciously wanting to fight back.

However, although his thoughts arose, his body refused to obey his orders and he could not move at this critical moment!

The next moment, the sound of wind and thunder exploded in his ears, causing Wang Luo's spiritual consciousness to buzz. However, the sound immediately went away and passed Wang Luo. It rushed behind him and hit a wild fox dormant in the bushes. His forehead was immediately blown to pieces.

"Grass, just a furry fox with no eyes!?"

The burly man stared angrily, somewhat incredulously, and then spat, recalling his axe, and glanced viciously toward the forest. In the end, I was reluctant to check other places.

In the woods, Wang Luo felt a sense of disbelief.

The big man had really noticed him just now, and in an instant, the two of them were clearly eye-to-eye. And with the opponent's cultivation level as a new Nascent Soul, it is impossible for him to cast his natal magic weapon crookedly.

The thunder ax was coming straight towards him. And although it is not a top-notch magic weapon, it has obviously been carefully maintained and polished by the big man for many years, and has been fed with the flesh and blood of many living creatures. It can appear withering wind and death thunder, and it is undoubtedly a murderous magic weapon. If Wang Luo doesn't deal with it seriously and just relies on his physical body to carry it, even if he is born with a Taoist body, he will be seriously injured.

However, at the moment when the ax was about to hit, its trajectory changed inexplicably, changing its direction together with the big man's sharp, knife-like gaze.

It was as if the big man had never aimed at Wang Luo, and had been heading straight for the insignificant wild fox from the beginning. And when he missed a blow, he didn't have the slightest doubt. To completely abandon Wang Luo and ignore him was to be blind!

Wang Luo didn't think it was because the big man with good cultivation suddenly became hysterical, but among the more than a hundred people on both sides of the river, there were actually many who were in the Nascent Soul realm! With so many masters gathered together, it would be difficult for ordinary illusions and divine control not to be noticed by a third party. So, how did you do it just now? That magical power that changes over time and space seems to be...

While thinking about it, I heard someone in the crowd ask loudly: "Boss Ni, what did you find?"

The big man in animal skins, known as Boss Ni, shook his head vigorously: "I made a mistake. Let's keep looking for you."

A few faint jeers could be heard from far away from the crowd, but Boss Ni immediately glared and threw a flying ax at the person who was mocking him, but was stopped halfway by seven or eight flying magic weapons.

"Boss Ni, calm down!"

"Don't fight among yourself at this time!"

As several people came closer to break up the fight, Boss Ni gave up angrily.

Although the riot at this moment did not cause actual casualties, the impatience of hundreds of people was undoubtedly evident.

It's just a bunch of rabble... But there must be some important reason to bring so many rabble together.

At this time, someone in the crowd complained again.

"I asked, is the news from Tingfeng Tower accurate? I just say that if you chase along this river, you will gain something. But there are so many of us, chasing so far along this white river, we are about to enter the wasteland. Not to mention the desolate girl, we didn’t even see a desolate beast, so the information is wrong, right?”

Another old woman said sadly: "The wild girl has been wandering here for a long time and has had many interactions with the locals. When I was searching for souls in nearby villages, I did see her face. Even if I heard Fenglou's intelligence is wrong, and I believe my own eyes more. That wild girl must be hiding nearby, and we can't let her run away."

"Search!? You, an old devil, can use the soul-searching technique indiscriminately?! It's one thing for us to hunt for prey, but it's okay to attack civilians..."

"Common people? What kind of civilians would deal with a desolate girl? Heaven and desolation are incompatible, and those who compromise with desolation are no longer worthy of being called human beings. People like you who claim to be well-known and righteous, like to tie their own hands and feet, it's you Freedom, but stay out of my business, otherwise in my opinion you are just a child of the wild devil!"

Seeing that another dispute was about to break out, Wang Luo had no intention of listening to their arguments.

In just a few words from this group of people, several keywords that shocked Wang Luo appeared.

Tingfeng Tower is the predecessor of Chilou, the seventh floor of Yueyang, which specializes in intelligence. It was not until the seventh floor frame was built that it was renamed Red Tower.

The name change happened more than 1,100 years ago... Most of the people in the Immortal Alliance today have never even heard of the name Tingfeng Tower.

In other words, when I stepped into the Jingyi Pond, I was not only transferred to space, but also traveled through time? !

No, more likely, this is a completely immersive illusion, recreating what happened in Baihe more than 1,100 years ago.

Although what I hear and see now is extremely real, it is essentially just from someone's memory.

Because he was just a spectator, he couldn't even move when the flying ax came towards him just now.

However, if one follows this line of reasoning, could it be that his current perspective belongs to...?

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from my ears.

"Lord Saint, guess who I am."

The next moment, a pair of very irregular hands directly grasped his... plump... chest...

(End of this chapter)