Chapter 162 - The Bear Is In the Open, Li Changshou Is In The Dark (1/2)
Chapter 162 The Bear Is In the Open, Li Changshou Is In The Dark
Before Yun Zhongzi could take a look, Li Changshou and Xiong Lingli had already been taken away by the “Mountain River Small Country” painting.
The merit Golden Immortal did not pursue the matter and continued to accept the young disciples who had stood up.
Between the two disciples of Ren School, Xiong Lingli was the more eye-catching one.
However, she was not a pretty girl who was rarely seen and only appeared once in thousands of years. She was just a Magihuman…
Yun Zhongzi had lived for such a long time. What had he not seen?
Yun Zhongzi had seen the Qi Refinement cultivators of the human race, who had twenty percent each of the bloodlines of the Magi, the demon, the dragon, and the phoenix, what more a Magihuman.
It was no longer a surprise as he had seen too many.
The “Mountain River Small Country” painting in the old immortal’s hand did not seem to have changed at all. However, there were already many fine black spots on it that were evenly distributed across various parts of the map.
A moment later, no one stood up by the lake.
Yun Zhongzi lifted the cover of the flower basket. Six more pearls flew out. Under the power of the old immortal, the six pearls shone with a bright light.
After that, Yun Zhongzi raised his hand and threw it away. The treasure map slowly floated above the small lake.
The six pearls flew over and floated around the treasure map. The pearl was surrounded by immortal light and formed a thin layer of clouds above the lake’s surface. Then, in the clouds, the situation inside the map appeared. The images kept circulating. Yun Zhongzi stroked his beard and said calmly, “Fellow Daoists, send your immortal senses into this treasure pearl. You can see the entire scenery inside the map, but you can also explore any place you want.”
After saying that, the thin-looking old immortal carried a flower basket and returned to the observation platform on the Immortal Island.
He had only revealed a set of numinous treasures, but all the immortals were amazed.
The Golden Immortals of Chan School were truly extraordinary! Although the combination of the “treasure beads” and the painting was only a small part of the true Connate numinous treasure, the Mountain River Small Country painting, a numinous treasure that could refine such power with a Postnatal treasure could already be considered an absolute treasure of the Primordial World!
For a moment, the young disciples who had yet to become immortals and had yet to enter the painting looked up at the scenery on the lake.
The immortal senses entered the six treasure beads below and observed the performance of their disciples. On the other hand, the big shots of the three sects’ “origins” were casually admiring the situation inside. Most of them were watching the fun…
The Great Daoist Master Xuan Du sat alone in the sky.
He had used a mystical ability on himself. Those who were not Zenith Heaven Golden Immortals would not be able to see his true appearance.
At that moment, Guang Chengzi and Daoist Duobao, the Head Disciples of Chan School and Jie School, were secretly observing the Eldest Senior Brother of Ren School…
Guang Chengzi was actually not a true disciple of Chan School. He had entered the sect after the South Pole Immortal.
However, the South Pole Immortal accompanied the Saint. Guang Chengzi was in charge of handling the sect affairs, and his authority in the sect was still above the Deputy Sect Master. Therefore, most of them deemed Guang Chengzi as the Head Disciple… Others might not know it, but Guang Chengzi and Daoist Duobao knew how respectful his teacher was to the Grand Pure One of the Three Pure Ones.
They also knew how much the Grand Pure One defended him.
The few famous treasures of Ren School, such as the Yin-Yang Taiji Painting, the Mysterious Yellow PaG.o.da, the Wind-Fire meditation cus.h.i.+on, and so on, had all been used by Great Daoist Master Xuan Du before.
Therefore, Daoist Duobao and Guang Chengzi paid more attention to the only disciple of their Uncle-Master.
What they saw was a smile on Xuan Du’s lips. He was sitting there with his eyes closed, probably investigating the situation inside the painting.
Who is Senior Brother Xuan Du looking at?
That question surfaced in the hearts of Daoist Duobao and Guang Chengzi at the same time. However, they did not manage to figure it out after various deductions.
At that moment, the Great Daoist Master’s gaze landed on… a disciple of Ren School whose name was unknown.
Based on the Great Daoist Master’s abilities, he could observe Li Changshou’s every word and action through the painting.
That was not all. Xuan Du could even deduce who was investigating Li Changshou at the same time as him.
Although he was the only one at the moment, it did not matter. For a disciple like Li Changshou, who was less than 200 years old but had already transcended the tribulation and ascended to the Heaven Immortal realm, and was not far from the Golden Immortal realm… he would always be s.h.i.+ning!
I should take advantage of this opportunity to observe this little fellow.
If his character is really as it was when he spoke to me previously, I can arrange for him to enter the Tus.h.i.+ta Palace and convince my teacher to accept another disciple.
In the future, wouldn’t it be wonderful for him to appear on behalf of Ren School during such occasions?
The smile on the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du’s face became even wider…
At the same time, Zhao Gongming, who was sitting in front of the crowd, could not help but yawn.
It was really boring to watch those disciples fight.
Since he had that much free time, he might as well go to the Sea G.o.d Temple and look for his Sea G.o.d Brother. He could discuss the Dao of “I will not recover within tens of thousands of years.”
This time, he would bring Sister Qiong Xiao over and let her interact more with the Sea G.o.d of the South Ocean. She might suffer less in the future.
…
In a remote forest of a mountain in the universe of the painting,
Li Changshou sat behind a huge rock. Xiong Lingli, who had been pulled in with him… was that huge rock.
A painting with limited area.
A group of people locked inside.
They have to look for treasures everywhere. If they meet, they will have to fight to decide who wins or loses…
This situation seems familiar.
That mode reminded Li Changshou of the games he often played in his previous life…
The game had different names for different people. For example, some would call it “Turning into boxes as soon as they land”, some would call it “A certain courier”, or “Feast for the frogmen”, “PlayerUnknown’s Battlegrounds” and so on.
Of course, it was not a “game”.
Li Changshou’s immortal senses spread out, and he had already found the figures of many unfamiliar disciples. At first, everyone was very cautious and tried to probe each other before retreating quickly.
Furthermore, in front of everyone, even if it was a battle, everyone would be split up orderly. It was impossible for a b.l.o.o.d.y battle to break out.
The wisest move was to search for treasures. That would be safer.
Of course, the safest method was like what Li Changshou had done. He had found a corner to hide.
Li Changshou decided to find a more concealed spot later and continue hiding until the end.