"We definitely need to build a sect, but we can't eat hot tofu in a hurry," Lu Fan said.
"Then why did you spread the news so early?" Wenren Muxue asked puzzledly.
But she saw that Lu Fan just lowered his head to drink tea and said nothing.
His eyes flickered.
"Are you deliberately distracting them and then want to go to Tianling Island by yourself?"
Having said this, Wenren Muxue closed her mouth.
"When do you plan to leave?"
"Tidal night?"
She took a deep breath and felt slightly excited after learning what Lu Fan was thinking.
She didn't know why, but every time she was with Lu Fan, her calm heart would always stir up ripples.
Lu Fan nodded and put the tea cup on the table: "There is something wrong with Tang Huanxi. The coming tidal night is my only chance to rescue her."
"Whether the news is true or false, I have to give it a try."
He didn't completely believe what Zishang said this morning.
At the very least, he did not fully believe in some of the so-called countermeasures.
But he firmly believed that the eldest elder was going to marry Tang Huanxi.
Because this matter was easy to find out, Zishang would not be stupid enough to use such despicable fake news to deceive himself when they first met.
Wenren Muxue smiled, stood up and stretched towards the sea: "Okay, if you want to fight, fight. Anyway, when I came to this South China Sea Wonderland, I haven't really felt how powerful these monks are. They are just cats and dogs."
It would be too boring to keep looking for trouble."
Lu Fan nodded, he indeed planned to take Wenren Muxue to Tianling Island with him.
"And don't you think that the back mountain cemetery mentioned by Mr. Long and Bu Yingjiu sounds a bit familiar?"
Wenren Muxue suddenly turned around and looked at Lu Fan.
"Sound familiar?"
Lu Fan was stunned for a moment, then a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes: "You mean, the cemetery in the secret realm of Northern Xinjiang?"
That cemetery and that glazed dagger are still deeply impressed in Lu Fan's mind.
"This South China Sea Wonderland is protected by the Innate Formation. It contains the South China Sea Secret Realm, as well as the corpses and tombs of ancient monks scattered throughout the fairyland. No matter how you look at it, they are all similar to the Northern Xinjiang Secret Realm."
Wenren Muxue looked at Lu Fan: "If there is any difference, it is that the Shifang City in the northern border was destroyed in the Thousand Years of War, but these monks in the South China Sea Wonderland have been completely preserved."
"If we hadn't been coveted and attacked by others, I believe that the last time we went to the secret realm of Northern Xinjiang, what we saw would not be a desolate secret realm, but a Shifang City that looks no different from the wonderland of the South China Sea, and the people living in it
The Shifang City Sword Cultivator.”
Hearing Muxue's words was tantamount to enlightenment, making Lu Fan raise his head and widen his eyes.
"Actually, these so-called secret realms are just a way for monks from thousands of years ago to sense the rotation of the avenue and arrange them in advance to protect the inheritance of the sect."
"It's just that some people are lucky enough to avoid the great road and have the world of wonderland that is now at its peak."
"And some people are unlucky and are lost in the reincarnation of the great road, and they become the deserted secret realms we have seen before."
Wenren Muxue took a deep breath: "So, I think we don't need to be so panicked now. We can just treat it as a secret realm with a group of living people and break into it."
