ninety thousand miles

Chapter 696: Introduction
Yingfengtai.

The monks of the Four Gods Palace gathered under the hanging rock at the tip of the beak, forming a battle formation and barely separating themselves from the sinking clouds.

Standing in the middle was a fat monk, holding a jade ruler in his hand, with a solemn expression on his face. He said, "This cloud is too strange. Now that we are all here, it's time to make a decision. Should we go in and participate in the final secret realm trial, or..."

"Go in. Now I'm afraid that only the golden flame sea has not been eroded by the clouds." said the scarred monk next to the fat monk.

"Entering the Golden Flame Sea means we have to participate in the final trial, which also means that we will be trapped in it for a short period of time and unable to do anything else." The fat monk hesitated and said, "Our goal is not to find magic weapons and skills, but to find out the reason why the Sunset Cloud Secret Realm appeared ahead of schedule. Maybe... it has something to do with this cloud."

Another red-haired monk said, "We cannot resist this cloud. Before we set out, Pavilion Master Feng reminded us that the immortals from the upper realms might have interfered with the birth of the Luoxia Secret Realm. He also said that Junior Brother Wen had met a true immortal, Immortal Weng, not long ago."

"Tai Su Domain." said the fat monk.

The red-haired monk said: "Yes, this cloud may have come from the magic weapon of Weng Xian, Taisuyu."

The scarred monk said, "This is not a force we can resist. We should enter the Golden Flame Sea as soon as possible, use the power of the secret realm, try our best to survive, and wait for the secret realm to open. Then we can go out and tell the Pavilion Master and the Old Palace Master about our experiences."

The fat monk seemed to be convinced. He raised his head, looked at the gorgeous Phoenix Feathers above him and said, "To enter the Golden Flame Sea, you must first pass through the Tidal Eye."

The Eye of the Tide is at the highest point of Yingfengtai.

Just as he was about to make a decision, the clouds changed.

The clouds intertwined and transformed into thousands of shapes. They also kept shrinking and condensing into paths of light that crisscrossed in the secret realm, spreading out like a galaxy.

Almost instantly, the Luoxia Secret Realm was filled with light paths formed by condensed clouds.

"The meaning of Tao..."

The fat monk was almost instantly immersed in the light path. The cold clouds flowed gently, reflecting the deepest part of his heart. The clouds were filled with the meaning of Tao, and all the truths seemed to be arranged in them.

In the silence, the mysteries of origin and end, the emergence and disappearance of life, were all fully revealed to him at this moment.

All the puzzles were answered, and he had endless spells to use.

The formation was broken. The fat monk opened his eyes, looked forward blankly, and then immersed himself in the mysterious Taoism again.

Clouds were floating on the light path. The entire Luoxia Secret Realm was shrouded in clouds. The light path was still silently interweaving and extending, crushing all the boundaries, formations, and seals in the secret realm... All the towers, wonders, spiritual herbs, and spiritual beasts were decaying and decaying in the erosion.

The jade ruler fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

The fat monk started and woke up unexpectedly. Through the thick mist, he saw his fellow disciples. They were all standing there as if in meditation, with happy looks on their faces.

They were all immersed in the light path just like him before. The fat monk tried hard not to look at the light path.
He went further away and found many monks, from various sects. Some were teasing, some were fighting, and some... Their postures were frozen at the moment they saw the light path.

All addicted.

The fat monk looked towards the eye of the tide again - this was the only way.

I hope that place has not been eroded by the Taisu Domain.

He turned around and scanned his fellow apprentices again. After using seven or eight spells, the red-haired monk finally opened his eyes. He looked at the fat monk blankly and asked, "Brother, what happened?" Then he woke up and said in fear, "What a terrible illusion."

"Something must have happened just now that caused the clouds to change?" said the fat monk.

"The secret realm is resisting?" asked the red-haired monk.

At this time, the scarred monk also woke up, and then two more people woke up. The fat monk said, "Let's go to the Eye of the Tide now..." He looked at the five people who were still immersed in the illusion and said, "Take them to a place without clouds, and they will wake up. Remember, don't look at the light path, don't look, don't think, keep your mind clear."

"Okay, you lead the way and I'll cover your retreat." said the scarred monk.

"Let's go." The fat monk grabbed a monk with one hand and flew upwards.

The red-haired monk took out a lotus lantern, which shone brightly and dispersed the clouds. As he flew, he activated the lotus lantern, enveloping everyone in the bright light.

They passed through layers of clouds and kept approaching the eye of the tide above.

When they were about to arrive, they felt an invisible force blocking them. At the same time, a thick layer of clouds had gathered outside Huaguang.

The clouds were swirling and constantly invading the brilliant light.

"I'll do it." The scarred monk said in a deep voice. He handed the monk in his hand to the monk behind him, then slowly spread out his hands, and the originally empty void began to ripple.

He quickened his movements. A few glimmers of light tore through the void.

"Break!" The scarred monk shouted softly, and the restriction was broken.

The scarred monk was delighted and was about to continue flying upwards when he heard the fat monk's voice.

"Be careful!" shouted the fat monk.

The scarred monk immediately retreated several feet. Before he could stand still, he saw the clouds bursting layer by layer. Around the eye of the sea tide, the phoenix feathers opened one by one, emitting a magnificent light that swept away the surrounding clouds.

"I understand. I'll try again..." said the scarred monk, suddenly turning his head and looking into the distance.

"What's wrong?" asked the red-haired monk.

"It's... the sound of the kettle." said the scarred monk. The gentle and soft sound of the kettle spread in the clouds.

"It's the Tianyin Pot." The fat monk recognized the sound of the pot, "The heir of the Pattern Scripture is in the secret realm."

They looked in the direction of Hu Yin and saw a little red light looming in the thick fog.

"It's Junior Brother Wen." said the fat monk.

"How did they get in?" asked the red-haired monk.

"It doesn't matter. The strange phenomenon in the clouds might be related to them." The fat monk speculated, "I will clear the way for them. You guys get ready. When they come over, break the restriction immediately."

"Don't worry." said the scarred monk.

The fat monk nodded, then he concentrated his mind and gathered his energy, and suddenly swung the jade ruler forward.

As the jade ruler was waved, loud thunder-like sounds came from the clouds.

The clouds surged violently and were torn apart by an invisible force, revealing a path.

On the other side of the road, Wen Guying, who was standing on the Qingye Boat, raised his head and looked at the fat monk from a distance.

Then, he split the clouds and said, "Someone is coming to pick us up, hold on tight!"

(End of this chapter)