Seeing Zhao Ran's eyes filled with tears, everyone was stunned. Rong Niang asked: "What's wrong with Zhi Ran? Don't scare me..."
Wei Zhizhen put his finger up to his mouth and said "Shhh": "Although we can't see or hear from inside or outside the door, I think we should keep our voices down to show that we are careful enough!"
Everyone looked at Wei Zhizhen in surprise.
Duanmu Changzhen: "?"
Duanmu Chongqing: "..."
Rong Niang: "!"
Qing Yi pursed her lips and smiled softly.
Wei Zhizhen sighed: "Forget it, you won't understand... Junior Brother's destiny has come..."
The door opened behind the coconut forest on the other side of the island. Zhao Ran took the lead, and a group of people crept in from the door. This time, no one wanted to stay outside. Who could see the true form of Nazhen Fairy Boy with his own eyes?
Are you willing to give up this opportunity?
Fifty or sixty feet away, looking through the narrow gaps between the tight branches of coconut trees, there was a wooden rattan lounge chair set up on the beach opposite the sea, with a young boy lying on it, his arms wrapped around the pillow, and his legs crossed.
He is sleeping soundly under the sun.
Although his face was covered by large gold leaves, the gold chain around his neck reflected the golden light in the sun, complementing the gold leaves on his face, and the jade bracelet on his wrist was also clearly visible.
Duanmu Chongqing, who had invited Nazhen Fairy Tong to the lower world for many times, paid full attention. He stared at Nazhen Fairy Tong without blinking, as if he would disappear if he blinked.
Duanmu Changzhen kept nodding to Zhao Ran and others, his eyes full of excitement. Don't blame him for not showing the power that a high-level cultivator should have, no one else would be able to hold it back!
Several people suppressed their breathing with all their strength, not daring to move a little, for fear that if they made any movement, they would wake up this famous immortal.
After a long time, Qing Yi suddenly made a move. He actually took out a camera stand from the storage instrument and took a photo in front of everyone's horrified eyes.
This move immediately frightened everyone. Duanmu Chongqing waved his hands desperately, signaling everyone to exit quickly. Rong Niang was the first to exit, followed by Wei Zhizhen and Duanmu Changzhen, and then Qingyi who had a photo stand hanging around his neck. Waiting for Duanmu
When Chong Qing withdrew, Zhao Ran had already buried the Kunding in the silver sand under the roots of the tree in a hurry.
After closing the door and erasing it, everyone let out a long sigh of relief. They didn't bother to blame Qing Yi for his reckless behavior, and gathered around Qing Yi waiting to see the photos.
Qing Yi explained apologetically: "I'm really sorry. I'm used to writing for "Junshan Notes", so I couldn't help but take a photo."
While he was talking, the photo had been spit out from the photography stage, and a clear image slowly appeared in the sunlight: the coconut branch blocked two-thirds of the photo, and in the vertical space in the middle, he could see half of the person lying on the chair exposed.
The tall figure of Nazhen Fairy Tong was photographed from a side and rear angle, so the whole body cannot be distinguished. Only most of the top of the head and two arms are exposed.
But everyone was still shocked. This was the first time in history that a photo of the actual appearance of an immortal god in the upper realm was taken. It was also probably the first time in history that a photo of an immortal god in the upper realm was taken. Although it was too far away, it was still possible to take a photo.
In a hurry, the characters in the photo are too small and slightly blurry, but their preciousness is unparalleled!
Qing Yi also knew that this photo was impossible to publish, and what she saw and heard tonight could only rot in her stomach, which made her extremely regretful - this was a photo destined to leave a mark in history, and now it can only be buried
Come down, or stay in the treasure house of the Zongsheng Hall under the top secret level to eat ashes, and wait for an unknown number of years before making it public.
The photo was circulated among everyone for a long time, and was collected by Qing Yi with great care. After being silent for an unknown amount of time, Rong Niang finally confirmed: "Is it really a fairy child?"
Duanmu Changzhen nodded: "There is no doubt that the fairy boy Nazhen is here. This is not to start a class and invite him to go down to the world, but for us to come to his island. As Zhiran said, this island is full of silver sand."
Zhao Ran suddenly remembered and quickly went to find the hourglass. The hourglass showed one quarter of an hour. But this time the timing was invalid. After everyone went in, they all forgot about the timing problem. No one took out the hourglass. After returning, they talked to each other.
The big eyes stared at the small eyes again, they were in shock and had not yet reacted, and they missed the timer.
Rong Niang said: "The sand on the beach is actually silver sand. How did he make it? Did he resmelt the silver?"
No one can answer this question either.
The problem now is that everyone is worried about the Seven Evil Formation on Luosha Island and is hesitant to enter again. Go in, Nazhen Fairy Boy is sleeping there, what if he wakes up? What if he is killed?
No one can predict the consequences of being aware of it. The incident in which Patriarch Long Yang sneaked into the Tianku and was punished by an imperial edict is a lesson learned from the past. It would be unbearable for anyone to suffer the same consequences, especially Duanmu Chongqing.
Don't go in...Are you willing? The secret of the upper world is there. It is related to the ultimate practice ideal of everyone present, or the ultimate ideal of practitioners in the world. There is only one door between the two sides, so give up.
, who can speak?
No one spoke, they just sat around quietly, thinking hard and weighing.
Wei Zhizhen suddenly said: "This fairy boy, is he really sleeping?"
Zhao Ran thought for a while and recalled: "When he came back last time, he slept with a big gold leaf covering his face...?"
A reminder cheered everyone up. Duanmu Changzhen asked: "I have always forgotten to ask, when was the last time Zhiran opened the gate of Silver Sand Island? What time was it?"
Zhao Ran came down from Qixia Mountain and sailed all the way to Luosha Island. He was in a anxious mood and counted the days on his fingers every day, so he was deeply impressed. He immediately said: "I will land on the island on February 13th. The specific time...
..”
It is indeed difficult to calculate the specific time. He was fighting Zhu Qigu at that time, and the fight was so intense in the Qisha formation that he could only estimate an approximate time - between Wei Shi and Shen Shi.
When the time came, Duanmu Changzhen immediately slapped his thigh and said, "That's the time when your old Yuezu and I will start classes!" He then asked doubtfully, "Could it be that Nazhen Fairy Boy who went to Gezao Mountain that day was his clone!"
Duanmu Chongqing shook his head: "No, the one on Gezao Mountain is the original one, and the one here is the clone."
He is an expert in Hedao, and he is a great monk who has perfected Hedao and has almost completed the step of resolving cause and effect. He knows the most about the relationship between the deity, the clone and the shadow of the clone. He immediately explained: "Zhiran and
Zhizhen is already nourishing the Yang Shen. Once the Nascent Soul in the body becomes consistent with the main body, that is, the inside and outside are the same, the Yang Shen can leave the body and leave the body. This is to refine the void, which means that it has reached the stage of my son growing up. Exiting the body
The Yang Shen is essentially the clone of the spiritual consciousness of you and me as monks, which can also be called the distraction. This is the basis for us to understand the mystery of reality and reality."