Seeing that the little turtle was not moved by the bait, Huo Xiumao assumed that it was afraid of life and was not used to it, so he was not in a hurry and simply practiced meditation at the table.
For a long time, the little turtle quietly poked his head out, staring at Huo Xiumao with a pair of small eyes for a while, and then looked at the bait next to him, with a very human look of disgust in his eyes.
In the dark, Huo Xiumao seemed to hear an old sigh, which seemed to be real and illusory, as if in a dream.
He opened his eyes, his consciousness swept away, and his expression was a little confused. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and returned to practice.
At a certain moment, the entire terrain of Chuxiao Peak quietly changed.
This change is extremely subtle, but the effect is beyond imagination.
Huo Xiumao, who was immersed in the state of cultivation, suddenly felt that his state of mind was extremely clear and transparent. His mind entered a mysterious and mysterious realm, and his cultivation speed suddenly accelerated. Not only that, his body seemed to be wrapped in a spiritual energy so rich that it was almost liquefied, and the extremely pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed into his body.
After an unknown amount of time, this mysterious state finally disappeared. Huo Xiumao stopped practicing, his eyes full of surprise.
The aura around him was no different from before he practiced, as if everything just now was just a dream, but his cultivation that had obviously increased by one level told him that it was not a dream.
"Is it an epiphany?..."
Huo Xiumao murmured to himself, glanced inadvertently from the corner of his eye, and then made a small discovery——
The bait on the table is missing.
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The day before the initiation ceremony is held, the newly initiated disciples of this class will be sent to Taiyue Mountain.
A glazed fairy bridge has been erected between Qiongju Enclave and Taiyue Sacred Mountain. The fairy bridge’s precious light shines in all directions, illuminating the sea of clouds with colorful waves. On both sides, there are thousands of spiritual birds soaring with their wings spread and singing loudly. The scene is magnificent and full of Full of vitality.
The new disciples were walking on the bridge, talking excitedly, their young faces full of energy.
After passing the Xianqiao, everyone came to the square on the top of Taiyue Mountain. In the square, the most eye-catching ones are the six statues in the center.
These six statues include men and women, old and young. They are carved from an unknown stone material that is as transparent and soft as gelatin. Their appearance is lifelike, as if they have the charm of a real person.
The statue is not that huge, but it has an awe-inspiring aura that makes people want to worship it. The main life events of each statue are engraved in small golden letters on the base. After the vicissitudes of time, they are still as vivid as new. Traveling through the torrent of time, people can get a glimpse of the ancient picture of the world of cultivation.
"The ancestors are so great!"
A disciple next to Jing Yingrong sighed, full of admiration and admiration, which attracted the approval of many people.
Jing Yingrong glanced at the six statues with a calm expression.
"Hey, why is there an empty pedestal here?" someone asked.
Before this person asked, some people had already noticed that there was a pedestal next to the six statues. Judging from the marks left on the base, it was not originally empty.
In other words, there were originally seven statues here.
"The words engraved on it have also been erased."
"Yeah, why?"
"Who knows."
The disciples were discussing.
Jing Yingrong walked to the seventh statue that disappeared.
The small golden characters on the base were completely destroyed by someone in an extremely violent way, and one could feel the anger of the other person at that time.
Ji Shajian said: "Taichu Guan has just left it alone."
Ji Jie Bi: "There is no way to control this. Rebuild or demolish it. No one dares to take charge of this."
Ji Yanzhu sighed: "The world is forgetful. From now on, no one will remember what he did for the sect."
Ji Jie Bi: "He doesn't care either."
Ji Sha Jian sneered: "If he really didn't care, he wouldn't have left the base here."
Suddenly, the sky darkened. Everyone looked up and saw a dark cloud appearing in the sky.
The dark clouds fell heavily, and people discovered that it was a huge monster bird.
The demon bird has a white head and gray feathers, a golden pointed beak and giant claws that reflect light, and a pair of wings that cover the sky and the sun. It flew lower and lower, aiming for the square.
"The ninth-level monster robs the moon Dapeng?!"
"Why are there monsters here?"
"Level 9 monster! What should we do?"
There was a commotion in the crowd.
However, the commotion soon subsided, because a person flew down from the back of the monster, and that was an elder from Taichu Temple.
The elder said to everyone, "Be calm and don't be impatient", and then waved to Jie Yue Dapeng.
The Tribulation Moon Dapeng finally fell, and the strong wind it stirred up when it retracted its wings made many people unsteady.
A white cloud staircase extends from Dapeng's back, winding down to the ground.
Several elders came down the stairs, each holding one or two children. The children looked around curiously, and occasionally said some childlike words, making the elders laugh.
Following the elder was a group of young people, the oldest of whom was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Compared to innocent and ignorant young children, teenagers obviously have deeper feelings about everything around them, showing more or less awe and timidity.
"I even forgot that this group of people existed."
Tang Zhile came to Jing Yingrong's side at some point and said.
Others asked: "Is this the amateur who started with us this time?"
Tang Zhile: "Yes, don't underestimate these amateurs. Being selected by Taichu Kuan means that they must be outstanding, and they may soon surpass us on the road to cultivation."
"They will also come to Qiongju Enclave in the future?"
"Yes, but they have to wait until they have a certain foundation of cultivation. I remember that standard seems to be...the early stage of Qi training? Before that, they will live on...an island?"
Tang Zhile subconsciously asked Jing Yingrong: "Fellow Taoist Jing - no, we are already in the same sect. Well, Senior Sister Jing, do you know what the name of that island is?"
Jing Yingrong nodded, raised her arm and pointed to one of the many islands guarding Taiyue Mountain in the distance, and said: "Chenming Island."
"Oh, yes, this is the island, very close to the Qiongju Enclave. By the way, I really want to ride on the Moon Tribulation Dapeng! Just once."
The second half of Tang Zhile's sentence successfully changed the topic. Amidst the responses of "I think so too" and "Who doesn't?", everyone turned their envious eyes towards the group of young children and teenagers.
Under the command of the elders, the laymen and the disciples who had already cultivated themselves stood together. Most of the teenagers are a little cautious, but the young children are childlike and even play around with the disciples.
"Sister, you are so beautiful!"
"Sister, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen."
"I hope I look as good as you in the future."
There were three or four children surrounding Jing Yingrong. They blinked their black and white eyes and expressed their love and praise for Jing Yingrong in childish and straightforward language.
