A month passed by unconsciously, like quicksand on the fingertips.
As Zhan Tai Mingyue said, the day to return to the Eastern Continent has finally arrived.
Following Senior Sister Mingyue, more than two years after Lingchu came to Penglai, except for the previous visits to Zhenjun's palace once and for all, he rarely stepped out of Zhantai Mingyue's cave.
This is the first time I have taken a closer look at the scenery of Penglai. Different from the majestic greenery of Sanqing, the beauty of Penglai is an ethereal beauty. The spiritual plants planted on the mountain are not the pines and cypresses like Sanqing. The green bamboos are instead orchids and plum blossoms, sometimes dotted with clumps of green trees, surrounded by clouds and mist, and there are graceful figures three steps away, like a fairyland.
Instead of hearing the clear breeze of pines, waves, bamboos, and the chirping of cranes in the sky, what I heard were the waves crashing on the shore and the chirping of gulls and birds.
Different scenery, different beauty.
Lingchu looked at it carefully and kept it in mind.
Maybe in the future, I will rarely have the opportunity to come to the boundless sea again, so I can take a second look at it.
At the same time, Lingchu secretly touched the storage bag at her waist. Fortunately, along the way, she had been consciously collecting specialties from the boundless sea. She was afraid that one day she would suddenly encounter a way to go back, and she would not have time to prepare.
After all, when Lingchu recalled his past experiences, he found that his connection with space was quite deep.
Lingchu withdrew his gaze and glanced at Senior Sister Mingyue in front of him. During this month, Senior Sister Mingyue was often not in the cave, and she didn't know what she was doing. However, Lingchu was still keenly aware of it. As time goes by, it gradually becomes silent, especially today.
Even without asking, Lingchu knew why the senior sister was acting like this.
The time he spent in the Endless Sea was not long, far less than the time he spent in the East Continent. However, since he knew that he could go back to the East Continent, especially after he had the exact time, Lingchu always thought about it during these days. It is inevitable that I will think back to some people and things in the boundless sea.
That little mortal fisherman, that pair of simple sharks, that sect that is neither Taoist nor Buddhist, that qualified and studious female disciple, that mysterious Immortal Guest, and even those who are not familiar with her. People or things emerge bit by bit, and they become clearer and clearer.
It’s not too much to say goodbye, but there is always a feeling of separation.
The seven emotions and six desires are constant, and human nature is inevitable.
Lingchu didn't think there was anything wrong with it. The various flavors in the world didn't just refer to the desires of the mouth and stomach.
Senior Sister Mingyue has a cold temperament, but she is not a loveless person. Whether she is silent or hesitant, she will actually add a touch of color and warmth to Senior Sister Mingyue.
As if she also wanted to remember the scenery of Penglai, Zhan Taimingyue chose to walk step by step towards a peak in the southeast corner of Penglai.
The two of them were silent all the way and walked forward in silence, starting from sunrise and arriving in the middle of the day.
The peak in the southeast corner was blocked by Penglai two years ago. This is an ancient teleportation circle left by Penglai. It has not been used for a long time, but it is always guarded.
Two years ago, Penglai unanimously agreed to open the teleportation circle, and after connecting with the Eastern Continent, the peak here was opened again.
Although it was opened again, it was still in a state where no one was allowed to enter. Except for the senior leaders of the sect and the formation master, no disciples could enter or stay nearby.
This is still true today.
The difference is that today's peak is surrounded by an endless sea of clouds. The outline of the peak that could still be seen in the past is now dim.
When Zhantai Mingyue and Lingchu arrived here, the thick clouds separated a path that allowed people to pass through, pointing all the way to the top of the mountain.
The two of them stepped forward without hesitation. The clouds behind them slowly closed in with their figures, covering up all traces of their movements.
Connecting with other continents is an absolutely important matter for Wuyuanhai. Although Penglai is one of the overlords of Wuyuanhai and has the existence of Zhantai Mingyue, this matter will still be kept secret until Penglai can completely control it. For the best.
After all, in another continent where people are cultivating immortals, the risks are great, but the opportunities are also great.
Penglai dares to take risks, and naturally wants to swallow the benefits.
There is no such thing as true selfless dedication and trust in the world.
Above the peak.
It was rare for the Yidu Zhenjun to tidy up neatly. He was dressed in a Penglai-style robe and had a graceful appearance. His hair and beard were also neatly styled. What hung around his waist was not a wine flask, but an exquisite and clear spiritual jade. The hair crown is inlaid with a spirit-filled white jade.
Standing in the center of the formation with his hands behind his back, a posture reserved for great power, his gaze is as steady as a mountain, his back is as straight as a cypress, and an aura of towering over mountains and mountains, overlooking the mountains and rivers arises spontaneously.
Zhan Tai Mingyue's eyes fell on Yidu Zhenjun. His face, which had always remained silent and cold, fluctuated for the first time today. The emotions pouring out of his eyes were complex emotions.
Lingchu looked at Zhenjun Yidu, who seemed to be a different person except for his face, and couldn't help but blinked.
And just as the two of them reached the top of the peak, there was another sound of footsteps in the sea of clouds lingering behind them.
A woman in a blue palace dress walks in. Her raven hair in a complicated bun is dotted with exquisite and beautiful headdresses. The string of tassels hanging behind her ears is a style characteristic of the Boundless Sea. It is not gold, silver or jade. Instead, they are round and crystal-clear pearls. The light blue pearls exude a faint aura. The aura is restrained, rare and beautiful.
There are even two small semi-circular snow-white pearls attached to the ends of the eyebrows on both sides, which is also a feature of Wuyuanhai's makeup.
Saint Wuge came in style, her chin slightly raised, her brows full of pride, "What are you looking at? I just dressed up today, why can't you recognize me?"
The eyes of Lingchu, Zhantai Mingyue, and even Yidu Zhenjun in the center of the circle stayed on the bun of Saint Wu Ge for a moment, and then slowly looked away.
Zhan Tai Mingyue was the first to answer Saint Wu Ge, "What are you doing here?"
However, this answer has nothing to do with the question.
Saint Wu Ge didn't care, but raised her lips and smiled, "Of course I will go to the Eastern Continent with you to increase my knowledge. Also, I want to take a look at the Eastern Continent that you have been thinking about and the sects there. , what does it look like?”
After Saint Wuge finished speaking, Zhan Taimingyue saw that Master Yidu Zhenjun had no objection, so she fell silent. Saintess Wuge's eyes even lingered on Lingchu.
Lingchu blinked again. Look at what she was doing. She could neither represent the image of the monks in Donglu nor the style of the monks in the Sanqing Dao Sect. Regardless of looking at her, she had never seemed like a real female cultivator from the Immortal Sect. .
Although he thought so in his mind, Lingchu's originally somewhat lazy figure straightened up secretly, with a posture that was neither humble nor arrogant, and then the smile on his lips was raised, showing a lot of dignity and elegance, and the casualness between his eyebrows was half-hidden. Half-covered, revealing the casualness of a monk, the eyes are slightly lowered, highlighting the peace and indifference of Sanqing.
Quietly, something seemed different.
You can't lose your temperament, and you can't lose your image. At least you have to persist until you return to the sect.
