Chapter 122 Deduction (1/2)

”Master, why are we here?” Wang Bugui asked.

”Leng Shuangrong and Monk Jing Chan reckoned that the secret land would appear in the Kunlun Mountain, so they will definitely come to me. Let's wait for them here to show our respect.” Yun Jinghong slowly explained. He was still in a white robe, looking like an immortal.

Sure enough, as his voice just fell, some people emerged out of the Pure Land.

”Yun Jinghong! Let us in! You want us to wait in the snow for a long time?”

A cold but beautiful scold came. Undoubtfully, it was Leng Shuangrong's voice. Only she would be so cold. Yun Jinghong shook his head helplessly, and opened the barrier.

The light door slowly unfolded. On the snow land outside stood many disciples of the Sect of the Nine Heavens.

”Hey, Sister Shuangrong, long time no see!” Yun Jinghong greeted Leng Shuangrong with a smile. His words shocked everyone. How dared he call her sister?! Wasn't he afraid of death?

”Don't behave like that. The people of other sects are behind. Wait here for them.” Leng Shuangrong kept a straight face, and stepped in with her disciples and two elders.

”Wow! It's so beautiful here!”

All the disciples of the Sect of the Nine Heavens sighed. It was really a dream land here, and the aura here was more intense than the Sect of the Nine Heavens. It was really a holy place for cultivating.

”Brother Bugui, long time no see.” Lu Qianchen went to Wang Bugui and the others, greeting with a smile.

Leng Yueyan followed him, and nodded to the four people, saying, ”Hey, guys.”

”Haha, you're guests. Please wait here for a moment, and then I'll take you around the Pure Land.” Wang Bugui laughed, while Yun Jinghong stepped forward to welcome the other sects.

”Welcome, Unfettered Sect.”

”Sister Mengchen, long time no see!”

”Come in please, Reverend Qing Chan.”

”Mu Wujian, you gave your Scarlet Heaven Sword to him?!”

”Come in, liberal cultivators. Bugui was waiting for you inside.”

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Yun Jinghong welcomed all the sects, and took them to the Palace of the Human Emperors. Along the way, the cultivators saw all kinds of exotic flowers and grasses, as well as those little spiritual beasts.

In the center of the Pure Land, there were almost old herbs everywhere, and the medicine fragrance was intoxicating. It seemed a smell of it could cure all the diseases. Soon after, they came to the top of the palace, and became more amazed.

The magnificent two towers were as high as the sky. A majestic momentum prevailed everyone. The whole palace was white, and gave out a five-color light, looking just like a sacred place.

All the headmasters entered the palace. When they looked at the plaque, they were starlted to feel a strong pressure. After walking inside, they sat down and started a discussion.

”Yun Jinghong, you know why we come here.” Leng Shuangrong uttered.

”Yes, you're here for the secret land. You, Monk Jing Chan and I working together should be able to know the specific position.” Yun Jinghong laughed.

”Then don't delay the time. Let's get started.” Replied Leng Shuangrong.

They three, standing in three directions, started to gather their spiritual power in their central where a golden ball of light was formed. Then they began to infuse their spiritual power into it.

The other headmasters were sighing. They three were the top Big talents at this age. Especially Yun Jinghong, many people didn't even know his existence, but just heard some of his legends.

After all, they knew the reappearance of the Palace of the Human Emperors in the Gathering of Practitioners, not to mention Yun Jinghong who never left the palace. Only those old headmasters knew him.

It was said that they were of the same generation, and something seemed to have happened between Leng Shuangrong and him, which caused their dispute. And it was said that her ice character developed out of him.

However, the other headmasters dared not to talk about this, because the Big Talents could capture their minds easily. They could only stand aside silently to watch they calculating. But 15 minutes passed, and there was still no result.

”What? Even we working together can't figure out the specific location?!” Leng Shuangrong stopped, and frowned slightly.

”It seems that we can only wait for its arrival.” The Reverend Qing Chan also stopped, and recited the Buddhas.

”Even we three working together failed. What's going on?” Yun Jinghong frowned.

At this time, Wang Bugui was taking the disciples of all the sects to discuss Taoism in front of the Purple Waterfall. The young disciples were amazed to see its beautiful scene again. Every place of the Pure Land was really a place of spirituality.