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Chapter 2355 The Third Force
Chapter 2355 Third-Party Forces
He had some impression of this person, but not much. He had crossed paths with him in Blackwater City and Panlong Ruins, and even fought side by side with him.
The Soul-Capturing Mirror in his arms dutifully called out, "Ling Jinbao, Elder of Jianyang Sect!"
He Lingchuan snapped his fingers: "Oh right, Ling Jinbao. Does his sect still exist?"
The last time he returned to Panlong Ruins, he set a trap for He Chunhua and Naraku Tianzuan. However, the ruins emitted a precious light at night, which attracted other sects and adventurers as well, including Jianyang Sect.
However, on the night that all the teams entered the Panlong Secret Realm, only Ling Jinbao led the Jianyang Sect disciples to run away, not spending the night in the "Ghost City," thus avoiding being killed—even the Heavenly Palace Envoy was killed, and in the end, only He Chunhua's team survived and left the secret realm.
He was a smart person, with a very keen sense of smell.
More than ten years have passed, and Elder Ling's appearance has not changed much, except that his forehead wrinkles have become a little deeper.
The Soul-Capturing Mirror wanted to roll its eyes, if it could: "Jianyang Sect is gone, it disappeared five years ago! Under the auspices of Lingshan, it merged with another sect and is now called 'Xunshan'."
He Lingchuan touched the mirror without any shame, thinking to himself that he was a very responsible secretary.
In recent years, spiritual energy has exploded, causing great upheaval in the world. A large number of immortal sects have emerged from seclusion, but even more sects and forces have fallen, disappeared, or been swallowed up. In this turbulent and unreasonable era, those who cannot ride the wave may be washed ashore.
This phenomenon was so common that He Lingchuan would only glance at such messages in the past and rarely paid them any attention.
His energy should be focused on more important national affairs.
"Who are those people next to him? They all look to be more powerful than him. Are they also from Xunshan?"
The mirror muttered, "How should I know?"
This question is beyond the scope.
Aunt Zhu raised her hand and said, "The third one from the left, his Daoist name is Sihai Zhenren. He was originally a rogue cultivator in ancient times. He joined the Dahuan Sect during the war between immortals and demons. He was very good at fighting and ruthless! I haven't heard any news about him for so many years. I thought he had died in some underground cave long ago."
"What about the rest?"
“Oh, and this one too, known as Venerable Mingyao,” Aunt Zhu said. “I don’t know much about him, only that he is skilled in controlling true fire. But I know his junior brother, Mingke, who is also an immortal, skilled in wood and earth arts, and likes to study underground palace ruins. I explored a maze with Mingke once, and he was a very nice person. Oh, Immortal Mingke always has many treasures on him; one of them he took out last time left a deep impression on me.”
Upon hearing the word "treasure," Dong Rui's ears perked up: "What good thing is it?"
“The Cardamom Garden,” Aunt Zhu explained, “is actually a portable mustard seed space that can hold nearly 10,000 jin (5,000 kg). Most importantly, it can house living beings, up to 30 to 50 people!”
As the concentration of spiritual energy in heaven and earth increases, large-capacity personal storage spaces are appearing one after another. However, those that can hold living beings are still few and far between.
Dong Rui laughed and said, "Mustard seed space magic isn't too rare nowadays. Don't we have that technology too?"
Not everything from ancient times is good. Mustard seed space technology has developed rapidly over the past three thousand years, and one of Songyang Prefecture's signature skills is creating mustard seed spaces.
Aunt Zhu chuckled, "Even Songyang Prefecture couldn't build a mustard seed space with such a large carrying capacity. Besides, we didn't bring it with us this time, did we?"
It's not that we can't create a large-capacity personal space, but rather that the weight capacity of a mustard seed space is simply too high.
Currently, load capacity is an insurmountable problem.
Those that can carry people simply have a low total load capacity; those with a huge load capacity simply cannot fit living beings.
Ultimately, the variety of goods transported and the efficiency of transportation cannot be achieved simultaneously.
He Lingchuan's Mustard Seed Space had recently been handed over to Songyang Prefecture for modification, so he couldn't bring it with him.
"Alright, that's enough. Apart from Sihai and Mingyao, I don't recognize anyone else in this picture." Aunt Zhu also said with a bit of regret, "My sister and I didn't have many friends in ancient times either."
These unorthodox immortals, in ancient times, preferred to cultivate on their own, unlike humans who are born with the instinct to form cliques.
Judging from the images alone, He Lingchuan could not sense their true cultivation levels.
"Why would the Xunshan Sect and the immortals appear here?" Dong Rui asked curiously. "The Earth Mother only arrived in the Panlong Wasteland with Jade Capital City in the last couple of days. How could their information be so readily available?"
“Perhaps they’ve been tracking the Earth Mother all along. Don’t forget that the Earth Mother ate the people of Shaocheng and robbed the mines of Lingshan. If Lingshan can swallow this insult, it might as well become a tortoise. Who would respect it then?” As He Lingchuan said this, the group walked to the edge of the Blessed Pond in the ruins.
Ling Jinbao pointed to the Fuchi Pond and said to the others:
“Esteemed immortals, this place was once the prayer pool of the Mitian Temple. I heard that King Shen led his army from here into the secret realm.”
Master Sihai asked, "What method will you use to get in?"
“This is an earth dragon we caught in the desert outside the city.” Ling Jinbao took out a water pouch. “These things are used to living in the sand sea. They used to be everywhere, but they are not common in the Panlong Wasteland now. To save time, my disciples and I caught one first, bled it, and stored it all in here.”
Another person asked, "Has anyone else entered the secret realm since then?"
Ling Jinbao shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
"More than a decade has passed, and there must be quite a few people who know this method of entry." As long as many people come and go, this secret cannot be kept. "If no one has ever entered, it means this method is no longer effective."
Master Sihai replied, "What harm is there in giving it a try?"
He was very authoritative, so the others remained silent.
So Ling Jinbao poured all the earth dragon blood from his bag into the blessed pool.
This water bladder is also an excellent storage space; it looks small, but it can hold hundreds of kilograms of liquid.
The pool was not large, and its water was quickly stained red with blood.
"Back then, they just jumped in like that." Ling Jinbao knew that he was the least important person among the people present, so he consciously stepped into the pool.
He stood firmly, and did not disappear.
Ah, as expected.
"Aren't there any other spells or incantations to open the passage?"
"It's said that there isn't one." Ling Jinbao shrugged. "Back then, several teams were fighting to the death by the pool, all wanting to be the first to arrive. But then a monster rushed out of the pool and killed people. Some people tried to escape, but when they got to the city wall, they found that the city gate was closed."
"What does this mean?"
Faced with such a powerful being, Ling Jinbao did not want to speculate: "Nobody knows."
Master Sihai turned around and looked at the dilapidated, wide-open south gate: "This gate can't be closed, unless..."
“Unless they were already in the secret realm at that time,” Venerable Mingyao replied. “Ancient ruins, passages, and sites sometimes have no known origin or end.”
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