Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 430 Covering the Sky
The auspicious time is approaching.

A blood moon hangs in the sky, and the rain begins again.

Lily fawned over Old Tang and climbed up the ladder, holding up an oil-paper umbrella for him, pretending to shield him from the rain.

Although it was already dark, Old Tang was still wearing sunglasses, looking like a commander-in-chief, silently calculating the time in his mind.

As the blood moon rose to its zenith in the sky, Old Tang gently waved his hand.

Then, nothing happened.

Because this wasn't part of the procedure, and he waved too early.

While the two who were wasting their time were entertaining themselves, the real big shots who were getting things done also took action.

Qin Lang unfurled the wreath woven from divine wood, and a fierce wind began to rise in the center of Luoyu Mountain, as the storm that drew upon the earth's energy began to gather once more.

But before the vortex could form, a flash of sword light appeared.

With a single sword strike, the connection between Luoyu Mountain and Changzhou was severed.

Then Mo Jingchun gently raised his hand, and with the help of the surrounding magic array, sent Luoyu Mountain into the sky.

As Luoyu Mountain soared higher and higher, the illusory image of the blood moon gradually dissipated, the earth returned to peace, and Luoyu Mountain gradually returned to its original appearance.

As the light shifted, rocks and vegetation vanished into nothingness, like a cicada shedding its skin to be reborn, and a silver raindrop pointed straight to the sky.

Slow and graceful, as if it were born to roam the heavens.

She didn't care whether Mao Mao had opened the camera cover or not, and directly took out the small walnut and started filming the sky.

But for some reason, no matter how long she pressed the button, the little walnut remained unresponsive, as if it were broken.

She looked around and found that everyone else was doing the same.

They were all taking pictures of their little walnuts, or tapping their screens rapidly.

"Strange? What's wrong with these little walnuts?"

Faced with Little Walnut's unusual behavior, Lily's mind raced, and all sorts of strange things came to mind. Suddenly, she thought of something very scary.

"I hope no one will come looking for a refund!"

Lily shuddered in fear, looked around, and seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she quietly climbed down the ladder.

She then tiptoed over, donned a cloak, and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, used Lily's Stealth spell, succeeding mischievously, before quietly leaving the place.

Problems can be identified gradually, but getting a refund from Lily is absolutely impossible.

Mr. Lily is kind-hearted and cannot bear to see such things.

……

Faced with Little Walnut's sudden loss of range, Xiaoxue was probably the most indifferent person.

She was sitting on a hillside on the outskirts of the hill, her roots reaching into the earth, and she was resting her chin on her hand, looking up at the sky.

She never touches the small walnuts unless absolutely necessary.

At the same time, she also found it hard to understand what was so fun about that thing.

On one occasion, Xiaoxue volunteered to give a lecture at the Beast Taming Sect. She planned to become an addiction ambassador and share her insights with the new disciples on how to stop playing with walnuts and focus on cultivation.

However, when she said that photosynthesis was interesting and that it was fun to sleep with your eyes closed while standing on a mountaintop.

She could clearly sense the simple yet complex gazes of those unfortunate children in the audience.

It simply means that these unfortunate kids don't know how to hide their thoughts.

The complexity lies in the profound meaning in the eyes of these unfortunate children.

Xiaoxue read a message in their eyes that was almost tangible.

That is, they all think they are sick.

So from then on, Xiaoxue refused to share her photosynthesis experience with anyone.

Except for Fuhime, but she's not human either.

And when she encounters occasions like the auction of new walnut products, she will avoid them to avoid recalling this embarrassing experience.

Today, Luoyushan ascends to heaven, and she knows from the rings of time that those bored people will take out small walnuts and snap photos.

"These people are so boring. Once you've seen a beautiful view, that's it. Just keep it in your heart. What's the point of preserving it?"

As she was muttering to herself, Xiaoxue suddenly felt a strange movement under her feet. It was Changzhou's mother tree 'speaking' to her.

After listening for a while, Xiaoxue asked, "You mean you want to say goodbye to them?"

A gentle breeze is a sure sign.

Xiaoxue thought for a moment, then nodded and replied, "Okay, whatever makes you happy."

Having said that, Xiaoxue stood up and took a step out, arriving at a deep pit. She revealed her true form, with two trees, one real and one illusory, rising from the ground.

She became a trigger, helping the mother tree sense the universe.

In a moment, the scene of the heavenly fire falling on Changzhou seemed to be recreated.

However, this time, those 'heavenly fires' did not fall.

With Xiaoxue's help, a silvery-white, illusory city appeared on the scorched earth.

As Luoyu Mountain soared higher and higher, this silvery-white city, spanning hundreds of miles, also rose from the ground.

It flew into the starry sky and never returned.

This celestial phenomenon appeared like a mirage in the skies above various parts of the Eastern Continent.

Almost everyone saw those 'shooting stars' going against the current.

And it is on this day that Changzhou's endless dream begins.

it is finally over.

Although it was very lively outside, Zhang Ze didn't feel it at all.

This takeoff was far less violent than the first one; in fact, if you didn't pay close attention, you wouldn't feel any vibration at all.

Zhang Ze thought to himself, "She truly is my mother-in-law; she's so good to me."

After being moved, he had a thought and transformed himself into an innate Dao body.

Business matters.

Calculating the time, Zhang Ze placed a specially made spirit stone in the center of the magic array.

Detonate.

The silvery-white ruins regained their color at this moment, shimmering with a deep blue light, like the lights of a thousand homes. As the magic arrays exploded one by one, the seal placed on Rainfall Mountain began to loosen, and the curse from Central Continent gradually faded away.

Amid the explosion, Zhang Ze gave his own mold a thumbs up, then closed his eyes.

The flames engulfed them.

Where Zhang Ze couldn't see, because Ah Li caused trouble, she stuffed a mold of Zhang Ze full of bombs into it.

An extra force, carrying the silvery-white rain-soaked mountain, pierced through the sky.

This was not part of the plan.

Raindrops broke through the sky and began to disintegrate and disappear under the starlight.

Like a fleeting moment, like the blooming of an anemone.

The last city of that nameless fallen race, or rather, Sanctuary, had finally ended its service.

All that remains are the cheerful fireflies, just like the rotten princess, and the undeciphered history etched on the iron plate and pendant.

Whether it was his imagination or not, Zhang Ze heard a voice.

"Thank you."

Zhang Ze opened his eyes and stared straight at the starry sky.

Looking at the beautiful starry sky, Zhang Ze felt that something was wrong.

"Didn't we fly a little too far? Wasn't it agreed that we'd fall off when we reached the edge of the sky?"

However, after thinking about it, he didn't care. It was just the starry sky; he would probably be pulled back by the old men after drifting for a while.

Moreover, even if the old guys don't rescue me, with my current strength, I can easily fly back.

Stretching, Zhang Ze shifted to a more comfortable position and decided to first appreciate the rare beautiful scenery.

The stargazing here is much clearer than on the ground.

After floating for a while, Zhang Ze suddenly realized something was wrong with his perception.

Stargazing...stargazing?
Yes, stargazing!
Why have the cultivators of the four continents never thought of coming to this outer world to take a look?
A powerful cultivator can traverse thousands of miles, move mountains and fill seas; a fart from him could launch at least three Apollo ships into space.

Even without the protection of true qi, their perfectly honed physiques are not afraid of ice and flames, and mere vacuum and high pressure cannot harm them in the slightest.

Why have I never heard my master, Old Li, say, "I have nothing to do today, so I'll go to the asteroid belt and pick a star for my good disciple"?

Meteorite is worth a fortune, yet you're painstakingly searching for it in the ground. Why not just come here and buy it directly?
The cultivators of the Heavenly Sect enjoy stargazing, searching for mountains and exploring the sea. Why don't they just come here and take a good look?
Is it because you don't like it? Don't want to? Or can't?

The more Zhang Ze thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed.

The more I think about it, the more suspicious things seem.

He suppressed the urge to release Shi Xiu or A Li.

Instead, he decided to try it himself first.

Zhang Ze stretched his arm out in front of him and carefully released the innate Dao body from his little finger.

As the fair and delicate skin was revealed, a layer of white frost immediately formed on it, but with just a slight movement, the white frost vanished without a trace.

The pressure and low temperature had no effect on Zhang Ze's body.

Something else was preventing the cultivators from crossing the celestial canopy and facing the true sea of ​​stars.

As he pondered, Zhang Ze unconsciously curled up like a baby, recalling the conversation he had with Shi Xiu before takeoff.

There's something in the sky.

This seemingly pointless statement is like a thread that connects many things together.

In the primordial era, countless races fell to the four continents.

The great battle at the end of the Eastern Qi Dynasty has been erased from history.

After being restrained by Xiao Jing, Shi Xiu looked up at the sky.

Those magical black stones that can change perception.

Emperor Xiao Jing's method, which is like falling stars, can make people forget the mental obstacles in their hearts.

Zhang Ze suddenly realized something.

The concept of "heaven" has not disappeared from their consciousness; on the contrary, cultivators constantly talk about heaven.

Swearing oaths and vows, pledging to God the Lord and Goddess, and declaring that the Way of Heaven is boundless—these are all words that are constantly on their lips.

The rhythm of stars, celestial phenomena, wind, and rain are all part of the cultivation of many Dharma practices.

But why is it that not only the old men, but even I myself, have never even considered crossing the sky?

Even though I know a lot, I still managed to create many things that are not allowed by copyright in my imagination and reality.

But all thoughts of crossing the sky were naturally dispelled.

Senior Brother Shi Xiu clearly told me there was something up there, so why didn't he let me come here to take a look?

Why didn't I say I'd come here on his behalf?

I clearly said I was going to take Yingling to heaven, so why didn't I let Dao Ye and the others take me one more step during the preparation?

I never thought about these things when I was on the ground, and even if I had, they would have naturally come to an abrupt end at the last moment.

It was as if some unseen force had covered the sky, trapping all living beings from the four continents, including himself, firmly on the earth.

Heavenly Barrier.

Zhang Ze suddenly thought of this word.

Despite being in the state of an innate Dao body, Zhang Ze was suddenly startled. He awoke with a start and realized that he seemed to have drifted too far away.

Moreover, his mother-in-law and the others did not come looking for him.

Stretching his body, Zhang Ze turned to look in the direction of Sizhou, deciding to go home first.

But when he saw Sizhou, he was stunned.

I don't know if it's because I'm too far away, or because my mind is too cluttered and I'm seeing things too clearly.

In Zhang Ze's eyes, Si Zhou's appearance somehow resembled a baby sleeping soundly in its mother's womb, with its hands clasped and knees bent.
And in the 'infant's' 'dantian' area, it was pitch black, like stagnant blood that wouldn't open.

Zhang Ze remembered that the place had another name.

It's called Zhongzhou.

(End of this chapter)