The only way

Chapter 538

The boundless sea is not a place with distinct seasons. On the endless sea, it seems that there are only two seasons.

One is a scorching summer day, and the other is a scorching winter day.

However, even in winter, there is never snow here, only a cold snap.

Wuwang Island, located in the northwest of the Boundless Sea, is a remote and lonely island. If there is anything worthy of praise, there are only snow-white pear blossoms dotted on the island, against the cold wind. There are thousands of piles of white snow, and the fallen flowers are colorful.

Wuwangzhai, located on Wuwang Island, is made of vermilion spiritual wood, stacked among the sea of ​​pear blossoms and snow, which has a different kind of beauty.

The snow-white petals supported on the eave tiles curled up in the air in gusts of cold wind, lingering and falling down along the vermilion pillars, lightly touching the clean white jade bricks on the ground.

When the flowers bloom, there is a lingering rain of flowers everywhere in Wuwangzhai.

However, in this stretch of houses like a paradise, at this early morning, there is no walking figure, only bursts of gentle voices echoing between the houses.

If you listen carefully, you will find that these voices seem to be reciting some awkward scriptures, with strange tones and strange articulations, and they are not the words and languages ​​of the boundless sea.

Just at this time, outside the purple gate of Wuwangzhai, there was a slender cyan figure walking from a narrow path among the sea of ​​snow-white pear blossom trees in the distance, standing outside the gate of Wuwangzhai, under the pear blossom tree not far away.

The gate of Wuwangzhai is not too big, but it is very finely carved. It doesn't look like a school where monks gather, but it looks like the gate of an ordinary deep house.

There was no one guarding the door, so the door was left open, only the hundreds of white jade steps raised the gate of Wuwangzhai high, along the sides of the white jade steps, planted with layers of layers of snow-white pear trees.

Even if it is not the season of pear blossoms, this seemingly chaotic sea of ​​pear trees still blooms in the most beautiful posture.

The pear blossoms are like clouds and snow, lining hundreds of towering white jade steps, like snow-white clouds, adding a bit of ethereal and fairy appearance to Wuwangzhai out of thin air.

From this point of view, this Wuwangzhai is not like a mortal place.

Every floor of the white jade steps is cleaned cleanly, the light can be seen, the slender blue figure stands firmly under a pear tree, the tip of the nose is lightly scented with flowers, the tips of the ears move slightly, and the gentle sound of chanting sutras It passed into the ears as if there was nothing.

This is not the language of the boundless sea, but the language of Donglu.

Moreover, it is the most common one in the Eastern Continent, the Jing Jing Sutra.

After wandering on the sea for several months, Lingchu finally found the place where Wuwangzhai is located, which is the vermilion eaves house standing in front of the sea of ​​pear blossom trees.

The sound of chanting from Wuwangzhai was constantly echoing in my ears, a rare and long-lost look in Lingchu's eyes revealed a touch of warmth and nostalgia.

Donglu, she has been away for a long time.

Including Donglu's language, now she speaks the language of the boundless sea more and more authentically.

Although Lingchu had already learned from the Xianyou Chamber of Commerce that the founder of Wuwangzhai should be the senior Ziling she had been looking for for a long time, but until now, the person who really heard the Qingjing Sutra of Donglu Only then did Lingchu's heart slowly come to fruition.

In any case, this Wuwangzhai must be related to Donglu.

I hope that in this Wuwangzhai, I can find what I want at the beginning of my life.

Whether it's the exact news of Senior Zi Ling, or the way to return to the Eastern Continent.

Standing quietly under the tree for a while, Lingchu was not in a hurry to go to Wuwangzhai immediately, although the Xianyou Chamber of Commerce once told Lingchu that Wuwangzhai has gradually declined since the founder of the school passed away. down.

In today's Wuwangzhai, not to mention Yuanying Zhenjun, there are not many Jindan Zhenren.

That is to say, with Lingchu's cultivation base, he can break in directly, even if he can't fight, he can always escape.

However, Lingchu was still a little apprehensive. After all, Wuwangzhai was a sect founded by Zhenjun Yuanying. It was an important sect. No matter what, there would be clan protection formations, and even some trump cards.

No matter how arrogant you are, you can't say that you can directly enter other people's sects single-handedly.

It would be reckless and stupid to put the main battlefield on top of other people's home court, unless you are a cultivator of transformation spirit.

Since the founder of the sect is a Nascent Soul cultivator, then the place of the sect must be able to besiege, or even kill the Nascent Soul cultivator. If some sects are founded by Nascent Soul cultivators with deep foundations or strong strength, it is impossible to say that they are the cards left behind. Even the cultivator of Huashen can be trapped.

After all, the place of sect is a place that people have worked so hard to manage for who knows how many years.

Even if Lingchu has confidence, he will not be blindly arrogant.

What's more, senior Ziling here, if you want to talk seriously, the two sides still have some origins, and it is naturally best if they can be resolved by peaceful means.

You can move your mouth but never move your hands.

This is the way that Lingchu had already thought up before he came to Wuwangzhai.

Right now, Wuwangzhai is silent, the door is closed, and the sound of chanting can be heard. It is obvious that they are doing morning class. Naturally, Lingchu will not come to disturb the door directly without being so blind.

What's the matter, you have to wait for others to finish reading the scriptures, right? This is the most basic courtesy.

Ever since, this wait is half an hour.

Half an hour later, the sound of chanting sutras from Wuwangzhai gradually weakened until it disappeared.

As the sound of chanting disappeared, the crimson gate, which was far above the hundreds of white jade steps, suddenly opened slowly to both sides, revealing the exquisite and elegant vermilion building inside.

When the crimson purple gate was completely opened, it seemed as if a gust of wind passed by, and the pear blossoms all over the tree seemed to be swaying in the wind, rolling up countless snow-white petals.

It was falling all over the sky, as if a white snow had fallen, but it didn't bring the slightest cold, but wrapped in a scent of cold.

A lot of petals also fell from Lingchu's head, and the snow-white petals fell one after another, but when they got close to Lingchu's body, it seemed that there was an invisible breeze blowing them away.

In the end, Lingchu stood in the sea of ​​flowers, but he was never stained with a single flower petal.

Lingchu raised his eyes, looked past the countless snow-white petals in front of him, and looked towards the end of the white jade steps.

In front of the Wuwangzhai gate, which was originally empty, at the end of the white jade steps, an equally slender figure suddenly appeared.

The visitor was dressed in a gray-blue robe, covered with a layer of transparent white gauze, his black and green silk was combed up, a bun was tied on his head, and a simple wooden hairpin was inserted in the middle.

With both hands in front of her body, she held a whisk in one hand and a rosary in the other.

　There will be more updates, but it will be quite late, everyone can watch it tomorrow morning, don’t stay up late like me, it’s wrong to stay up late, hehe, I wish you all a happy 520, 521.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)