Time flies, in a blink of an eye, February has passed.
The flying boat departed from Zhisha City and sailed in the sky for more than sixty days.
The journey went surprisingly smoothly.
Chen Qingyan walked out of the cabin. His heart went from uneasy at the beginning to...a little panicked.
Although there is a smile on his face, if you look closely, you will find that his smile is a bit forced.
It’s not Chen Qingyan’s fault.
Looking up, the elite disciples from Shacheng were sitting on the boat, either talking about Taoism or fighting with each other. Their expressions were relaxed and at ease, completely without the seriousness they had when they set out at the beginning.
However,
In Dao Ying's field of vision, these disciples all had a large number of weird smiling faces.
Some of these smiling faces have opened their eyes.
Yes, it was just generated.
What's more, it's squirming, as if there's a mouse restless under the skin.
Tiny laughter spreads all the time.
It sounds scary.
What made Chen Qingyan's heart ache the most was the flying boat. Some arc-shaped smiling faces slowly appeared on this flying magic weapon that was originally an artifact.
That weird sound seemed to be contagious, infecting all living and dead creatures.
"What is the probability that nothing will happen to me when I go to Taiyue Temple?" he asked.
“50.76%”
Chen Qingyan's heart sank again.
He seemed to have seen the tragic scene not long after, the sky was once again covered by countless eyes, and the irresistible force swept and spread to infect the entire upper world.
but,
He didn't worry too much about the upper realm.
Since Dao Ying can see abnormalities, other Dao Yings, or those immortals, must also be able to see them.
What he is really worried about is that he is trapped in a strange boat.
"Is it time to arrive today?"
Chen Qingyan murmured.
The sky is changing, and time seems to have pressed the fast forward button.
It's evening.
There are no stars in the sky.
The enchanting red moon spreads moonlight like smoke and sand.
The cold blue moon, which had been competing with the red moon for the past ten years, swallowed up only half of the broken magatama.
It was as if two eyes of different colors were watching the world.
Boom, a loud noise.
The flying boat shook violently several times.
In an instant, beams of light flew out of the cabin.
The Lord of Zhisha City even appeared in the form of a Dharma Elephant, covering the huge sky like a god, oppressing the heaven and earth.
After a while, everyone dispersed, leaving only a few formations and weapon refiners accompanying the boat.
"how?"
The Lord of Zisha City said solemnly.
The formation master was the first to speak: "The flying flow formation activated the seventh level, and the twenty-sixth level of the boat's forbidden formation was broken through."
"The strange thing is that the hull of the boat has not been damaged." Another weapon refiner answered at this time.
"The attack is suspected to come from outside, but..."
The old man looked cold and said, "Go on."
The weapon refiner immediately expressed his doubts in one breath.
After hearing this, Lord Zhisha immediately gave the order.
"Gather everyone together and I will personally investigate them one by one. Anyone who disobeys will be killed on the spot."
"yes."
There was a response from outside.
…
…
"Hoo~"
Chen Qingyan watched Feizhou leave, and the stone weighing on his heart finally disappeared.
"What is the probability that I will make it to Taiyue Temple safely during this trip?"
“90.66%”
The moment the probability appeared, Chen Qingyan smiled.
"It seems that we have entered the cave where the temple is located."
In fact, if Taiyue Temple was not in this world, he would have escaped from the increasingly weird and dangerous flying boat.
Let alone wait until the probability drops to less than 50% before choosing to leave the boat.
Of course, there was an external avatar on the flying boat at this time, so Chen Qingyan was not worried about his actions being discovered.
The probability of up to 99% is enough to give him confidence that the Lord of Sand City cannot distinguish between the clone and the main body.
Even if this probability continues to decrease in the subsequent time, if he is really discovered, he will only lose an external incarnation and his identity as a disciple of Taiyue.
Since he came out of the flying boat this time, he had no intention of entering the temple through regular channels.
If you want to enter Taiyue Temple, there is more than one way.
Maybe now, a lot of people have gathered there.
After a moment, a beam of escaping light rose from the ground and shot toward the horizon leisurely.
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How big can a temple be?
Looking at it with your eyes, there will be an end.
If you look at it with your heart, it is infinite.
At least, in Chen Qingyan's view, Taiyue Temple is not big, and can even be said to be pitifully small.
The old walls on all sides are in tatters, and the wind passes through the holes in the walls, bringing rapid and howling.
It was hard for Chen Qingyan to imagine that this ruined temple was the Holy Land of the Ten Cities of Taiyue.
But what was even more unimaginable to him was that a wall separated the world.
The temple wall is only ten feet long and one foot high, but each side is a different world and a different season.
All directions are the universe.
"I said, they can't see us?"
People standing on their feet to peer into the temple from the hole in the wall asked questions.
There were many people present who had the same question, or in other words, there were many people behind other walls who were also surprised.
Chen Qingyan separated the wall a few meters, followed the hole, and saw the back of the wall, which seemed to be a temple magnified ten thousand times.
In the open air in front of the hall, there stood a huge cauldron, with green smoke curling up from it, and several huge slow-burning incense sticks sticking into the sky.
A group of monks from the Ten Cities of Taiyue were kneeling on the ground. As the person in charge recited prayers loudly, the heavy sound of opening the door slowly sounded.
Taiyue Temple is opened.
"It's now!"
Someone shouted loudly.
In an instant, the sound of whooshing through the air could be heard endlessly.
I saw dozens of people walking through the holes in the wall and about to enter the temple.
However, a strange scene happened.
Under the watchful eyes of Chen Qingyan and the others, these monks who were the first to walk through the hole used their magical powers, either turning into birds, shrinking their figures, or turning into beams of light, and kept shuttling through the hole in the wall.
It seems that it is always moving forward.
However, looking from the outside, they were actually always hovering near the entrance of the cave, unable to move any further.
"Haha, interesting."
A person burst into laughter. Before the laughter could stop, it had already turned into a giant object a hundred feet high. He squeezed it as he wished and faced a hole in the wall that was also turned into a hundred feet high.
The ripple-like mana rushed downwards and quickly gathered into the cave. With a creaking sound, an old wooden door appeared out of thin air and opened to the man.
"I'll go too!"
As soon as the giant stepped forward, his figure continued to shrink like a deflated balloon, and finally disappeared through the door.
Chen Qingyan withdrew his gaze and looked at the temple in the cave again. He was still...
I didn’t see anyone referring to Shacheng.
To be precise, I didn't see the disciples on the flying boat.
Including the city lord, everyone disappeared.
"Sure enough, something happened!"
Chen Qingyan sighed, and the next moment, with one hand and one finger, ripples of mana that were exactly the same as those of the previous hundred-foot giant bloomed, gathering holes in the temple wall.
There was a crunch.
The wooden door appeared.
Chen Qingyan saw this and walked calmly to enter the temple.
"Haha, make way for me."
The black shadow behind him overturned, and a huge claw shrouded Chen Qingyan.