The Light of Fifty Thousand Years Later (1)
Discussing the Dao and debating methods, exchanging cultivation experiences, sampling spiritual pills and powders, watching the disciples of various schools engage in martial contests, and offering occasional critiques... The entire Dharma assembly lasted several days before both hosts and guests joyfully declared its conclusion.
Though far away, the two could still see over a thousand people moving energetically on the long steps before the hall's gate, leaping and clashing fiercely.
Upon seeing me, Grandma shook her head and signaled for me to draw the curtains and stay inside for now.
It took quite some time to calm her down. Once everyone found their seats and tea was served, the main topic began.
After a full day of filming, Gu Sisi, having just finished washing up, lay on the bed ready to rest, only to be interrupted by the ringing of her phone.
The elite beast gripped his katana tightly, completely disregarding Yinzi’s attacks and directly countering.
After experiencing countless fatal outcomes, he felt he was gradually mastering the “rules” of this game.
I cursed inwardly—was this doubt? This was like lice on a bald head; hadn’t he just said the opposite yesterday, only to now deny it?
“Clan Leader!” Huode seldom addressed Huonai as “Clan Leader,” but at this moment, the title clearly reminded Huonai of the responsibility he bore.
Bao Yuzui’s body trembled sharply, a fleeting look of panic crossing her face. Thinking I hadn’t noticed, she deliberately stretched to cover it up.
Though Chen Xiao came from the modern world, she worked in IT, not running a shop or business. When it came to being “calculating,” she was truly no match for Chunhong.
Ye Qiaofei recalled their earlier meeting, when Fu Beimo was also present. The question Lu Chen asked was most likely directed to Fu Beimo.
“Clack, clack, clack.” The sound of footsteps crunching on fallen leaves was exceptionally clear in the silent, deserted night, like a death knell from hell, each step carrying an invisible pressure.
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“This is, after all, the pinnacle of physique. Among the three great sword types in swordsmanship, this Wan Jie Sword Physique is uncertain if Xiao Tian can match.” Chen Zhantian had once intended to give it to him but feared it would doom Xiao Tian irredeemably.
Qi Yue had indeed met him, but now, besides compensating financially, he had no other choice.
As for those temporarily out of stock or only obtainable through special channels, many traveling merchant caravans and mercenary groups specializing in these goods had also gathered here.
Regarding the Empress, since she had not seen her in person, she only held vague respect and gratitude, lacking any profound or heartfelt impression.
—After much effort, the group reached the village entrance, but Director Wang instructed everyone to bypass it directly, not to disturb them.
Jiang Haoxin spoke earnestly, “Although this is our first time recording together today, we’ve watched your live streams and video clips next door and know you’re not one to be ostentatious or petty.”
However, the ability to instantly elevate a star level was already enough to shock the entire Qinglong Kingdom. Although the Tianyuan Continent had not only spiritual masters but also highly esteemed alchemists, a pill capable of raising spiritual power ranks had never appeared before.
Mu Yun, deeply engrossed in ‘toiling’ on Sang Li’s collarbone, suddenly caught sight of a single tear, cold and clear, as if carrying this girl’s endless grievances and endurance. The movement below her mouth faltered and could not continue.
The power of the Nascent Soul was indeed formidable. Under its infusion, the flying sword in the hands of the ambusher radiated seven-colored light. The simple injection of Nascent Soul power rapidly and temporarily elevated the sword to the level of a high-grade treasure weapon, demonstrating the immense strength of Nascent Soul power.
Zhang Xiaotong felt pain in her tiger’s mouth and glanced at Chu Qiao. Her face was swollen and red from the beating, looking like a mountain on one side and a basin on the other. It was no longer mere bruising but swollen and purplish. Her teeth were no longer white but stained red, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.
Upon hearing Su Zichuan’s words, Mu Yun’s sharp icy eyes narrowed tightly, glinting fiercely as if trying to see right through Su Zichuan.
This was a failure in his duties. The silencing order had tasked him with closely monitoring Leng Shaochen’s every move, but he had been negligent today due to needing to connect with Ruo.
Anpei Jin’er realized the situation was beyond salvaging and hurriedly produced a jade seal, directing it towards the thunderstorm.
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At that moment, Ling Dongwu felt an illusion that “he was growing more and more handsome,” but then his eyes blurred; she realized she could no longer see his expression clearly.
Yi Zhikuo quickly tore off all the clothes from Ling Dongwu’s body, revealing her completely, without reserve, including the wound on her chest.
“Yes, Ster, I can feel the aura of angels here,” Icarus said earnestly in Lei Yu’s embrace, his face a bit flushed as he spoke to him.
“Ning Luo, this Slave Palace Demon Tower is merely a tower, only the twentieth floor at that. Why would we need a map? Could there be some secret within this cultivation tower?” Situ Ren asked, puzzled ever since Tai Xu produced the map.
Darui, rolling his eyes inwardly, knowing it was useless to say anything now, took out his purple wooden bow, loaded a phoenix-tail arrow, and prepared for battle at any moment.
Sister Chun, after all, was one of the few from the Mount and Sea lineage on Qingshui Street and held great respect for this Arbiter, responding with a gentle smile.
That person really believed it, saying she couldn’t understand the film being shot now at all.
After a while, he noticed the gunfire weakening, but the beast’s roars grew wilder and wilder, finally becoming unbearable.
Hiring these people only cost real-world money, which Qin Mubai never had to worry about or take seriously.