pjbooks Chapter 142 A Simple Life? Since You're Here, Stay!
Chapter 142 A Simple Life? Since You're Here, Stay!
Ten seconds later.
Golden light returned from the depths of the ice.
"Clang!"
The Demon-Suppressing Sword broke through the ice and hovered in front of Li Jun.
The sword trembled slightly, its tip pointing downwards, as if it were seeking praise.
That posture clearly said: Master, I did a good job, didn't I?
The entire room fell silent.
Liu Zhenguo stood there, stunned.
Wei Zhixing stood there, stunned.
Shi Yong and his four companions stood frozen in place.
Jin Hao...
Jin Hao's mouth was wide open, big enough to fit an egg, and his eyes were as wide as saucers.
He looked at the passage leading deep into the ice, then at the Demon-Suppressing Sword floating in front of Li Jun.
Let's take another look at the passage and then at the Demon-Suppressing Sword.
"This...this...this..."
He could no longer speak in complete sentences.
He had only one thought in his mind:
The Taoist's sword has become a spirit!
No, he became an immortal!
It can fly on its own!
It can drill through ice!
It can even be used as steps!
What kind of magical treasure is this?!
Luo Yunshan silently bent down and picked up the compass that had fallen onto the ice.
He looked at the compass, then at the sword.
I decided to enshrine the compass when I got back.
After all, this compass has seen its share of the world today.
Wei Zhixing finally came to his senses.
He took a deep breath and looked at Li Jun.
In their eyes, there was nothing but awe.
He suddenly remembered how he had looked when he said, "Bring over professional drilling equipment and personnel."
Looking back now...
it is ridiculous.
it is ridiculous.
What would take ordinary people three to five days to complete, Master Li's sword could finish in just a dozen seconds.
No, even ten seconds is too long.
In just a few breaths.
Is this... the true magic of immortals?
Li Jun hadn't expected the results to be so good.
He reached out and gently patted the Demon-Suppressing Sword that was floating in front of him.
"Well done."
The Demon-Suppressing Sword seemed to receive the greatest praise; its blade trembled violently and emitted an even more joyful sword cry.
The sword's cry was clear and resonant, echoing for a long time among the snow-capped mountains.
After a moment, it calmed down and obediently flew back to Li Jun's side.
Li Jun raised his hand and grasped it.
Return to its sheath.
A soft "clang" sounded.
Everything returned to calm.
Only the passage leading deep into the ice remained silently open.
The inner walls of the passage are as smooth as a mirror, and the steps are neat and orderly, extending all the way to an unseen depth.
Sunlight shone on the entrance to the passage, casting a faint golden halo.
Li Jun, carrying his sword, walked to the entrance of the passage.
He glanced down.
It was pitch black and bottomless.
But his divine sense had already detected that the ice cave was below.
The cenotaph of the advisor is right there.
Li Jun took a deep breath.
Then, he lifted his foot and stepped onto the first step.
"Master Daoist!"
Liu Zhenguo spoke subconsciously.
Li Jun turned around.
Liu Zhenguo opened his mouth, as if to say "Be careful".
But the words stuck in his throat.
do you need?
Given Master Li's level of attainment, does he really need to remind him to be careful?
"I...I'll follow you," Liu Zhenguo changed his words.
Li Jun nodded.
Without saying a word, he turned and continued walking down.
Liu Zhenguo and the others quickly followed.
The passage is very deep.
The steps are very steep.
But every step I took felt solid.
Li Jun walked at the very front.
He didn't use his divine sense to find his way; he simply walked down step by step.
His steps were very steady.
The further down you go, the lower the temperature gets.
The air was filled with the chilling aura unique to ice.
It took about two minutes to walk.
Ahead, the view suddenly opened up.
At the end of the passage is a naturally formed ice cave.
Not big.
It's only about ten square meters.
The walls were entirely made of crystal-clear ice, gleaming with a faint blue light in the dim light.
In the center of the ice cave.
A small grave stands there quietly.
It was built with stones.
It was so simple, it looked like it had been piled up haphazardly.
A wooden board was stuck in front of the grave.
The writing on the wooden board was covered by frost and was blurred.
Li Jun stood at the entrance of the passage, looking at the small grave.
It remained unmoved for a long time.
It was very quiet inside the ice cave.
Liu Zhenguo stood behind Li Jun, not daring to breathe.
He could sense that Master Li's current state was completely different from before.
It was peaceful before.
Like a deep pool, it remains calm and undisturbed.
but now……
Even though Master Li didn't exude any pressure, Liu Zhenguo felt that the surrounding air had become heavy.
Wei Zhixing also sensed it.
He subconsciously held his breath, his gaze fixed on Li Jun's back.
That figure remained ramrod straight.
But for some reason, he always felt...
There are so many things hidden in that silhouette.
Jin Hao stood at the very back.
He doesn't understand anything about aura or presence.
But seeing the Taoist priest standing there motionless, he suddenly felt a little sad.
He couldn't explain why.
I just feel...
Right now, the Taoist priest must be thinking about a lot of things.
a long time.
Li Jun made a move.
He strode toward the grave.
He stopped in front of the grave.
I looked down at the wooden plank covered in frost.
The ice was so thick that the words on it were completely illegible.
But his divine sense had already seen it clearly.
"The attire of the Taoist sect's profound truths"
The handwriting is very neat.
But every stroke and line conveys an indescribable sense of sorrow.
Li Jun stood there, looking at the wooden plank, and suddenly remembered the image of his master sitting on the blue stone at the door when he set off on the morning of the eighth day.
The sunlight fell on Master.
He gazed at the mountain path.
Looking in the direction of the car.
Master is waiting.
We've waited for decades.
Waiting for the advisor to return.
Now, Master is sitting there waiting again.
Wait for him to go back.
He will bring the advisor back.
Li Jun suddenly felt a stinging sensation in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions.
Then, he slowly knelt down.
The knees landed on the ice with a slight thud.
It's very light.
But in the silent ice cave, it was exceptionally clear.
Liu Zhenguo's pupils contracted slightly.
Master Li...
He knelt down?
He quickly looked away, not daring to look anymore.
Wei Zhixing also lowered his head.
Jin Hao was stunned.
He just stared at Li Jun's kneeling back and suddenly felt a lump in his throat.
Shi Yong and his four companions also fell silent.
Looking at the figure kneeling before the grave, Master Jingchen felt a complex and indescribable emotion welling up inside him.
With Master Li's current unfathomable, celestial-like realm...
In this world, who else can make him kneel?
It's probably only that old Taoist priest from Lu County and the person in this grave.
A teacher is like a father.
Li Jun knelt before the grave and respectfully kowtowed three times.
My forehead touched the cold ice; it was very cool.
But his heart was calmer than ever before.
After kowtowing, he did not get up immediately.
He just knelt there, staring at the wooden plank covered in frost.
for a long time.
Li Jun stood up.
He looked at the grave and said softly:
"Master."
"My unworthy grand-disciple, Li Jun, has come to see you."
"Master... is waiting at home."
"I've come to take you home."
The sound was very soft.
So lightly, as if afraid of disturbing something.
But every word resonated clearly in everyone's heart.
The ice cave fell silent again.
It was quiet for a long time.
Li Jun turned around.
He looked at the five people, including Daoist Jingchen.
Then, he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply.
"Now, I'll leave the rest to you gentlemen."
Master Jingchen was startled and quickly stepped aside to avoid it.
Shi Yong and the others were in a panic, waving their hands repeatedly.
"Master, you mustn't! You mustn't!"
"You're making us feel incredibly awkward!"
"This must not be done!"
Master Jingchen stepped forward and took Li Jun's arm:
"Rest assured, Daoist Master, this is our duty!"
He turned to look at Shi Yong and the others.
"Fellow Daoists, let's get ready."
Shi Yong and the others nodded quickly.
Master Jingchen took out the paper again and recalculated.
"Master, today is the ninth day of the month. From 3:45 AM to 1:00 PM is an auspicious time."
"There is still about half an hour until noon."
"This half hour is just enough time to prepare the items needed for the ceremony."
Li Jun nodded.
"Thank you all for your help."
Master Jingchen quickly replied, "You're too kind, Master. This is simply our duty."
After saying that, the five of them began to prepare separately.
Master Jingchen and Luo Yunshan remained in the ice cave to continue surveying the location and determining the specific arrangements for the exhumation.
Lin Xiugu and Zhou Zhengze returned to the ground to retrieve what they needed.
Shi Yong also went up to help carry it.
The ice cave fell silent.
Li Jun stood in front of the grave without saying another word.
He simply stared silently at the wooden plank covered in frost.
Time passed second by second.
It was very cold inside the ice cave.
But no one felt cold.
All eyes were on the simple grave.
And the figure standing in front of the grave.
……
at the same time.
Due east of Yuzhu Peak.
Deep within the ice crevice.
Ding!Ding!Ding!
The sound of metal striking ice echoed in the narrow space.
Hattori Senzan gripped his katana with both hands, having already swung it countless times.
His forehead was covered in sweat, his arm muscles ached and felt numb, and his breathing became heavy.
But the fire in his eyes burned even more fiercely.
almost.
Soon.
The ice wall is getting thinner and thinner.
The golden light became clearer and clearer.
Liuli stood not far behind him, her hands tightly gripping the magatama, staring intently into the depths of the ice wall.
The red light on the magatama has completely faded.
It returned to a warm, bluish-white color.
That terrifying being must still be some distance away.
They were not found.
or……
I noticed it, but I didn't care.
Liuli dared not consider the second possibility.
She simply clutched the magatama tightly and prayed silently.
I pray that thing doesn't come closer.
Praying for everything to go well.
pray……
The Kusanagi Sword was successfully retrieved.
Ding!
Another stab.
A deep crack appeared on the ice wall.
"It's going to break!" Hattori Senzan roared, delivering another blow.
Click!
The ice wall finally gave way and cracked open with a huge fissure!
Golden light poured out from that crack!
It illuminated the entire ice crevice!
Everyone squinted instinctively.
That golden light was so bright!
Bright and warm, with an ancient and vast aura!
It makes you want to kneel down!
Hattori Senzan took a half step back, his hand holding the sword trembling.
It worked!
We finally succeeded!
They found them!
Eighty years ago, the elite forces of the Sakura Kingdom's transcendent realm were dispatched on an expedition to Kunlun, only to be completely annihilated in the end.
The Kusanagi Sword was also lost in this vast snow-covered mountain.
now……
The legendary divine sword is right before my eyes!
"Lady Ruri!" Hattori Senzaki's voice trembled. "Look!"
Liuli took a deep breath, suppressing her excitement, and stepped forward.
Through that crack, she saw...
Deep within the ice wall lies a small space.
It looks like a cave that was carved out by humans.
In the center of the cave, there is a simple stone platform.
On the stone platform, a sword lay quietly.
The sword is about two feet seven or eight inches long, with a slightly curved blade.
The hilt of the sword is wrapped with dark gold silk threads, and a bluish-white magatama is inlaid in the hilt.
The sword gleamed with a faint golden light.
The light wasn't dazzling, but it was so bright that people dared not look directly at it.
Liuli's breathing stopped.
Kusanagi no Tsurugi (Sword of the Clouds).
This is the Kusanagi Sword.
The legendary divine sword, a divine weapon obtained by Susanoo after slaying the Yamata no Orochi.
The top of the three sacred treasures of Sakura Country.
It contains supreme divine power, capable of slaying demons and monsters, and also suppressing the fate of a nation.
now……
Right in front of you!
"There's a seal!" Hattori Senzan pointed to the ice walls surrounding the cave. "Look!"
Liuli looked in the direction he was pointing.
Fine lines can be faintly seen in the ice layer on the four walls of the cave.
Those patterns were not formed naturally, but were carved on by humans.
Runes.
Ancient sealing runes.
It covered the entire cave.
"This is..." Liuli's pupils contracted slightly.
She moved closer to examine the runes more closely.
The runes are ancient.
In some places, the strokes are blurred and indistinct, clearly indicating that they have been eroded over a long period of time.
Even so, the power of the seal still exists.
Faint, but definitely present.
"It was left behind by our predecessors back then," Liuli murmured.
Eighty years ago, the Sakura Kingdom's predecessors, who went on an expedition to Kunlun, used all their strength to set up this seal at the last moment.
To prevent the Kusanagi Sword from falling into the hands of the Great Xia people.
To prevent the artifact from falling into enemy hands.
Then, they all died here.
He died in a foreign land.
As Liuli looked at the runes, she suddenly felt her eyes sting.
Eighty years ago, our predecessors protected this sword with their lives.
Now, they have arrived.
Come and take the sword back to the country.
"Senior..." Ruri spoke softly, her voice slightly choked, "Junior Ruri has come to welcome back the Heavenly Cloud Sword."
"I will certainly fulfill the last wishes of my predecessors."
After she finished speaking, she bowed deeply.
Hattori Senzan and the four ninjas also quickly bowed in respect.
After a while.
Liuli straightened up.
She took a deep breath, suppressing her surging emotions.
"Release the seal."
She took several things out of her bosom.
A bronze mirror the size of a palm, one side engraved with cherry blossom patterns, the other with intricate runes.
A string of eight magatama beads, strung together with a red cord.
A yellowed talisman with prayers written on it in ancient cherry blossom script.
This is a secret method for breaking seals passed down in Shintoism.
It has been passed down orally from generation to generation of priestesses and has never been told to outsiders.
Liuli placed the bronze mirror in front of her, hung the magatama on her wrist, and held the talisman in both hands.
She closed her eyes and began to recite a prayer.
The sound was very soft.
They were using a difficult language that Hattori Senzaki couldn't understand at all.
But the rhythm contained in the prayer shook him to his core.
As the prayer was recited, the bronze mirror began to glow faintly.
The eight magatama on Liuli's wrist also began to light up one by one.
One.
Two.
Three.
With each light that illuminated, Liuli's face grew paler.
This involves using one's own essence, energy, and spirit as a guide to activate the power of magical artifacts and break the seal.
It is extremely mentally taxing.
But Liuli gritted her teeth and persevered.
Four.
Five.
Six pieces.
The talisman paper began to spontaneously combust.
The pale blue flames burned silently.
The flames burned ever brighter, eventually transforming into a beam of light that shot towards the sealing runes on the four walls of the cave.
hum!
The entire ice crevice trembled slightly!
Those sealed runes that had been dormant for eighty years have finally been activated!
A faint golden light emerged from the depths of the ice!
It collided with the bluish-white beam of light from the glass!
Chi Chi Chi!
The two lights intertwined and collided, producing a subtle sound.
The ice began to melt.
Water droplets slid down the ice wall and gathered into small puddles at their feet.
The seal, the Cola Novel Reading Feast: a vast collection of books, an ultimate experience... is slowly dissipating.
Liuli's face grew paler and paler.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead and slid down his cheeks.
But she didn't stop.
Gritting his teeth, he continued reciting the prayer.
Seven!
The eighth magatama has finally lit up!
boom!
The bronze mirror burst forth with a dazzling light!
The light merged with the bluish-white flames formed by the talisman, transforming into an even more intense pillar of light that roared towards the seal!
Click!
The first crack appeared on the sealing rune.
Followed by.
The second one.
The third way.
The cracks are becoming more numerous and denser.
at last……
boom!!!
The seal has been completely shattered!
The entire crevasse trembled violently!
The ice overhead crackled and splintered, and countless shards of ice fell down with a rustling sound!
"Oh no!" Hattori Senzan's expression changed drastically.
He immediately led everyone to surround Liuli in the middle, using their bodies to block the falling ice shards.
Rumble!
The ice crevasse trembled more and more violently.
The crack above my head is getting bigger and bigger.
Just then.
Deep within the cave, the sword lies silently...
Moved.
hum!
A deep, resonant sword rang out.
The sword's cry was ancient and resonant, as if it came from a distant past.
Immediately afterwards, an invisible sword aura shot into the sky!
boom!!!
Wherever the sword energy passed, the ice layer shattered instantly!
The sword energy pierced through the thick ice and the covering snow, soaring straight into the sky!
Above the ice crevasse, the accumulated snow exploded with a deafening roar!
A dazzling golden beam of light shot into the sky!
It stands out prominently among the snow-capped mountains!
Hattori Senzan's pupils constricted sharply!
Finished!
This commotion...
too big!
Big to...
It's impossible for them not to be discovered!
He turned his head sharply and looked at Liuli.
But her eyes gleamed with barely suppressed excitement and ecstasy.
Successful.
The seal has been broken.
The Kusanagi Sword has been taken out!
She struggled to her feet, staggered to the stone platform, and reached out to grasp the hilt of the sword.
It feels smooth and warm to the touch.
An ancient and vast power surged into his body through the hilt of the sword!
The power was warm and strong, making her tremble all over!
Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Ama-no-Kusanagi..." Ruri murmured, "Finally... finally I've found you..."
Kusanagi no Tsurugi (Sword of the Clouds).
The divine sword of the Cherry Blossom Country.
Now, it's finally back in their hands!
But at that moment...
The tremors in the ice crevasse suddenly intensified!
Rumble!
The ice overhead finally gave way and collapsed in large chunks!
"Run!" Hattori Senzan shouted, grabbing Ruri's arm. "This place is going to collapse!"
Clutching her sword, Liuli staggered as she ran outside.
Four ninjas stood guard on both sides, doing their best to block the falling ice shards.
Rumble!
Behind them, the ice crevice completely collapsed!
Countless tons of ice and snow crashed down, completely burying the cave!
But Liuli and the others had already rushed out.
Standing outside the crevasse, on the snow.
The sunlight was blinding.
Liuli was panting heavily, her face as pale as paper, and there was still blood at the corner of her mouth.
But she clung tightly to the sword, refusing to let go.
"Lady Ruri, let's go quickly!" Hattori Senzan cried out urgently, "This commotion is too great! It will definitely attract the attention of the Great Xia people!"
Liuli nodded.
He was about to speak.
Sudden.
The Kusanagi sword in her arms trembled slightly.
hum!
A deep, resonant sword cry.
Liuli was stunned.
She looked down at the sword in her hand.
The sword still gleamed with a faint golden light, showing no abnormalities.
But that tremor just now...
What does that mean?
She didn't have time to think.
Hattori Senzaki is already urging them on.
"Hurry up!"
The group hurriedly headed towards the planned evacuation route.
A series of messy footprints were left on the snow.
Soon, it was covered by wind and snow.
……
Inside the ice cave.
Li Jun stood quietly in front of the grave, waiting.
Master Jingchen and Luo Yunshan were still busy, surveying the area with their compasses and exchanging a few words in hushed tones from time to time.
Liu Zhenguo and Wei Zhixing stood aside, not daring to utter a sound.
Jin Hao squatted in the corner, idly counting the ice pellets under his feet.
suddenly.
Li Jun frowned slightly.
Liu Zhenguo had been keeping an eye on Li Jun's movements, and when he noticed something unusual about Li Jun's expression, he quickly stepped forward.
"Master, what's wrong?"
Li Jun did not answer immediately.
He squinted slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through thick ice, reaching the far, far distance.
Divine thoughts surged forth like a tide.
Crossing the ice.
Crossing the snowfield.
It stretches out into the distance.
Ten miles.
Twenty li.
Thirty li.
at last.
His divine sense reached that place.
It was a valley covered in ice and snow.
Deep in the valley, there is a huge crevice.
Around the fissure, ice and snow collapsed, leaving a scene of devastation.
It has clearly just undergone dramatic geological changes.
And right at the edge of that crack...
Several figures were hurriedly leaving.
Wearing white camouflage clothing, they almost blended into the snow.
If not detected by divine sense, it would be impossible to detect with the naked eye.
Li Jun's "gaze" fell on one of them.
That's a woman.
Wearing a thick white winter coat, his face was ashen, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.
But her hands were tightly clutching a sword.
That sword...
The sword blade is slightly curved, forming an arc.
The hilt of the sword was wrapped with dark gold silk threads.
A bluish-white magatama was inlaid on the hilt of the sword.
At this moment, the sword was emitting a faint golden light.
An ancient and vast aura emanated from the sword.
Li Jun frowned even more deeply.
That aura...
It gave him an indescribable feeling.
It's not a threat.
But...
disgust.
A kind of instinctive disgust.
It's like seeing a lump of filth; you can't help but want to frown.
Li Jun's "gaze" continued to sweep over those figures.
It landed on their weapons.
Tai Sword.
A shuriken.
A simple life?
Li Jun's eyes turned slightly cold.
He "saw" those figures hurriedly retreating, their steps rapid and flustered.
It's like they're running away.
Li Jun's divine sense continued to extend.
They passed those figures, crossed the collapsed cracks, and explored deeper into the area.
After a while.
He "saw" it.
At the bottom of the fissure, beneath the collapsed ice layer, lies a cave that has been completely buried.
Traces of sealing runes remain in the ice layer on the four walls of the cave.
Li Jun's gaze gradually turned cold.
He has always been a very peaceful person.
Since transmigrating to this world, I have been kind to everyone and never actively seek trouble.
But at the moment.
Watching those hastily departing figures, and looking at that sword that he instinctively loathed…
A surge of anger rose from the bottom of my heart.
It's that kind of...
Anger at being offended?
wrong.
It's not just about being offended.
But...
It's like seeing a swarm of cockroaches crawling around your house.
Nausea.
anger.
I want to stomp him to death.
Li Jun recalled that period of history from eighty years ago.
That period of history he had only read about in history books, but would never forget.
At that time, the Great Xia Dynasty was impoverished and weak, beset by internal and external troubles.
Taking advantage of the situation, the Japanese invaded, committing atrocities such as burning, killing, looting, and plundering.
Countless sons and daughters of the Great Xia died in that war.
Countless families were torn apart.
Countless people, like the advisor, were buried in foreign lands and never returned.
Now, eighty years have passed.
The Great Xia is no longer the weak nation it once was, one that could be bullied by others.
And these little days...
You dare to come again?
Then... don't leave.
Inside the ice cave.
Liu Zhenguo kept his eyes fixed on Li Jun.
He saw Li Jun frown slightly as he looked at the ice.
Then it stopped moving.
He stood there quietly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the ice, looking into the far distance.
After a while.
Liu Zhenguo noticed that Li Jun's brows furrowed even more deeply.
Then, his eyes...
changed.
That feeling of peace and detachment that I've always had...
Disappeared.
Instead, he felt an emotion that Liu Zhenguo had never seen before.
cold.
It's cold.
It was like the cold wind of deep winter blowing across the ice field.
Liu Zhenguo felt a chill run down his spine.
problem occurs!
He quickly stepped forward.
"Taoist priest?"
Li Jun did not respond.
He remained standing there, his gaze growing colder.
at last.
"snort."
A cold snort.
Liu Zhenguo's pupils suddenly contracted!
That cold snort clearly carried anger!
There was even murderous intent!
who is it?
Who angered Master Li?!
Wei Zhixing also sensed that something was wrong.
He quickly stepped forward and stood beside Liu Zhenguo, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.
But everything was normal inside the ice cave.
There was nothing there.
Jin Hao stood up from the corner and looked at Li Jun with a somewhat blank expression.
"Taoist priest?"
He tentatively called out.
Li Jun still did not respond.
Jin Hao's heart skipped a beat.
He had known the Taoist priest for so long, and he had never seen him with such an expression.
Master Jingchen and Luo Yunshan also stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at Li Jun.
They didn't know what had happened.
But you could sense that something was wrong.
That peaceful aura that had always enveloped the ice cave...
Disappeared.
Instead, there was an indescribable sense of oppression.
The sense of oppression wasn't intense.
You could even say it's very bland.
But it just makes you feel breathless.
It's like standing on the edge of a precipice, knowing you won't fall, but your legs still feel weak.
at last.
Li Jun withdrew his gaze.
He turned his head and looked at Liu Zhenguo.
Liu Zhenguo felt a chill and quickly stood up straight.
"Taoist priest?"
Li Jun looked at him, her voice calm.
Thirty miles away, there is a group of practitioners living a simple life.
A simple life?
Liu Zhenguo was taken aback at first, then his expression changed drastically!
A practitioner living a simple life?!
In Kunlun?!
He suddenly looked at Wei Zhixing.
Wei Zhixing's expression also changed.
The two looked at each other and saw the anger in each other's eyes.
People from the Cherry Blossom Country!
Infiltrate Great Xia!
This is blatant provocation!
"Master!" Wei Zhixing's voice was urgent. "I'll contact the branch immediately! Mobilize men to intercept them!"
Li Jun looked at him without saying a word.
He simply shook his head slightly.
Wei Zhixing was stunned.
"Master, you..."
"No need to transfer personnel."
"I'll go."
I go.
These two words were spoken very calmly.
But to Wei Zhixing, it was like a thunderclap!
Master Li...
He's going to take action himself?!
At this moment, Wei Zhixing clearly felt...
The peaceful aura that had always emanated from Master Li was gradually receding.
Instead, there is something indescribable...
Intimidation?
No, it wasn't coercion.
Instead, it was like a sleeping giant slowly opening its eyes.
Wei Zhixing's throat went dry; he wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin.
He subconsciously looked at Liu Zhenguo.
Liu Zhenguo was also stunned and stood there.
He opened his mouth, but it took him a long time to manage to utter a single sentence.
"Master...Master, how could we trouble you with such a matter personally..."
He stopped before he could finish speaking.
Trouble?
What in this world could possibly be considered a "trouble" for Master Li?
If Master Li is willing, it's just a matter of lifting a finger.
Can……
Let Master Li personally deal with those petty scoundrels...
Liu Zhenguo suddenly felt that those days were perhaps too "honorable".
Jin Hao, who was standing behind, suddenly brightened up when he heard this.
"Taoist brother, are you going to deal with those petty thieves?!"
He was so excited he almost jumped up. "I want to go too!"
Li Jun glanced at him.
He didn't say anything.
But Jin Hao understood that look in his eyes.
"Okay, okay, I understand, I understand." Jin Hao quickly waved his hands, "I'm not going, I'm not going."
He said that, but his face was full of regret.
Master Jingchen and Luo Yunshan stood aside, looking at each other in bewilderment.
They weren't quite sure what had happened.
But judging from the reactions of Liu Zhenguo and Wei Zhixing...
Something terrible has happened.
Moreover, it was the kind of important matter that required Master Li to personally intervene.
Master Jingchen hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward.
"Master, over here..."
Li Jun looked at him.
"Prepare as usual, sir."
"I'll be right back."
I'll be right back.
Four words, spoken with utter nonchalance.
It's as casual as going out to buy a bag of salt.
Master Jingchen was taken aback for a moment, then quickly nodded.
"Yes, I understand."
He was deeply shocked, but dared not ask any further questions.
Liu Zhenguo took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
"Master, I'll go with you."
Li Jun looked at him.
Liu Zhenguo quickly replied, "The helicopter is up there; it will be faster."
Li Jun thought for a moment and nodded.
"And me too." Wei Zhixing stepped forward. "Daoist Master, I'm familiar with Kunlun."
Li Jun glanced at him and nodded.
"Let's go."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the entrance of the passage.
Liu Zhenguo and Wei Zhixing quickly followed.
When Li Jun reached the entrance of the passage, he suddenly stopped.
He turned around and looked at Jin Hao.
Jin Hao was staring at him expectantly.
"Stay here."
Li Jun said.
"Don't run around."
Jin Hao nodded vigorously.
He turned around and looked at Jin Hao.
Jin Hao was staring at him expectantly.
"Stay here."
Li Jun said.
"Don't run around."
Jin Hao nodded vigorously.
"Don't worry, Taoist brother! I'll definitely stay put!"
Li Jun glanced at him, then turned and stepped onto the stairs.
Liu Zhenguo and Wei Zhixing followed behind him and disappeared into the passage.
The footsteps faded into the distance.
Soon, the ice cave became completely quiet.
Only Jin Hao, Daoist Jingchen, and Luo Yunshan remained.
Jin Hao stood there, staring at the dark entrance to the passage, and didn't move for a long time.
Master Jingchen walked to his side and asked softly, "Young friend Jin, just now...?"
Jin Hao snapped out of his daze and shook his head.
"Master Jingchen, please don't ask me, I don't know what happened either."
He paused, then added, "However, for the Taoist priest to personally intervene..."
"Those days are definitely over."
Master Jingchen paused for a moment, then slowly nodded.
Luo Yunshan put away the compass and walked to the two of them.
"Then we..."
Master Jingchen composed himself.
"Continue preparing."
"The task entrusted to us by Master Li must be carried out properly."
"Once Master Li returns, everything must be prepared."
Luo Yunshan nodded.
The three of them went their separate ways and continued with their work.
But in their hearts, they were all thinking about the same thing.
Those ordinary days...
What will be the outcome?
……
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