Chapter 252 is purely a personal hobby
The buzzing sound in the air suddenly became different. The people in the valley looked up one after another. The visitors outside the mountain who had been distracted also looked up one after another. When they saw the metal ring frozen in the air, they all realized something.
The eight people on the terrace were greatly encouraged, and the leader shouted again: "Now!"
The virtual flame on his body suddenly surged, and so did the other seven people.
With the eight people's full efforts, the virtual flames on their bodies condensed into a rainbow-like beam of light, shooting at the entire metal ring. The metal ring rotated faster and faster, while the stirring wind became smaller and smaller, and the buzzing sound gradually became smaller, but the small sound lingered in everyone's ears and made people feel uncomfortable.
Some people cast spells to cover their ears, but could still hear the disturbing sound, and some even felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
It was a feeling as if all of one's internal organs were put into boiling water.
The birds in the distance fled away again, and every grain of sand on the beach seemed to be shaking.
On the luxurious palace-like ship, the distinguished guests could no longer sit still and stood up one after another. They saw that the waves were all in chaos, shaking into irregular ripples.
Suddenly, the back of the metal ring, the side facing the sky, suddenly glowed with a huge, swallowing glow of light. Darkness appeared in the places where the light was uneven, flattening the uneven light, and it seemed as if the darkness swallowed up the light.
And that uncomfortable voice was also suddenly gone, as if it was also swallowed up by the darkness.
In an instant, the world became quiet and everyone instantly woke up from their panic and looked intently at the strange phenomenon in the sky.
For those standing on the top of the mountain facing the metal ring, they can see orange-yellow clouds stirring in the hollow space in the center of the ring.
The eight people on the terrace smiled. It worked!
The eight men stopped gradually, and the virtual flames in their bodies were gradually retracted into their bodies. They also raised their sleeves to wipe the sweat off their faces. After tossing and turning for half the night, they were quite tired.
Although the metal ring in the air lost the control of magic power, its rotation continued as before and did not stop.
Situ Gu, who was watching from the audience, said calmly, "It's open, you can come in."
Then someone faced the valley, cast a spell and said loudly: "The Divine Fire Territory has been opened. Those who have signed the covenant, please climb the mountain in order and enter the Divine Fire Territory in order. Let's begin!"
After the decree was issued, the people maintaining order at the foot of the mountain immediately issued an order, pointing at the people who happened to be at the foot of the mountain, "From here, people from each sect go up one by one. Don't be anxious or rush. You go up first, and the sects behind you will get in line."
The leader of the sect that was pointed out took one last count of the number of people, confirmed that there were twenty, waved his hand excitedly, and rushed forward with his fellow disciples.
When they reached the top of the mountain, even though they had read the rules issued beforehand, someone still had to instruct them again on what to do.
One by one, they showed the iron rings on their wrists, which were locked on everyone's wrists after inspection and identity verification when they checked in.
Then he held the lotus bud that was about to bloom. There was a sharp thorn on the top of the bud, which pierced into a hole on the iron ring on his wrist. The pain was so severe that blood immediately oozed out. Then the iron ring loosened with a click, rotated into the bud, and at the same time pushed all the petals of the metal lotus lamp open into a blooming state.
The iron ring was finally locked in the flower bag, becoming an inner ring, with an ice-like object inside, called the "ice sheep".
There is no breathable air in the Divine Fire Realm, and some places even have poisonous gas. The gas emitted by the "Ice Sheep" can be used for people to breathe. One "Ice Sheep" is enough to last for two months, and there is no problem coping with forty-nine days.
After he stretched out his hand to take the "Ice Sheep", a green light about one foot wide and four feet high suddenly popped out from the lotus lantern, along with a vertical green word shadow, which corresponded to the person's origin, sect, and his name.
The moment the green light bloomed, the lotus lanterns began to rotate, floating up into the air, flying out of everyone's hands, flying out of the mountain, floating quietly in the air, without colliding with each other, and the floating heights were exactly the same.
Seeing that the life signal lights of the first batch of personnel had all been lit correctly, someone pointed at the metal ring rotating in the air and shouted: "Just fly into the ring!"
The leader of the first group shouted, "Let's go!"
Fearless and excited, he was the first to leap into the circle of light and flowing clouds, and instantly disappeared into it.
The fellow disciples who followed behind did the same.
The sects waiting behind immediately took up the places of those people, did as they were told, and after releasing the lotus lanterns, they also entered one after another.
As they continued to flow, a pattern gradually formed and the speed of the flow also emerged.
The top leaders of the ten major sects stood by and supervised personally, which was equivalent to personally checking every person who entered the Divine Fire Domain.
On the mountain road below, teams from various sects came out one after another and lined up like a long snake. The leaders and fellow disciples of each sect who were confined in the small building were looking around, and they seemed to be more nervous than the participants in the meeting.
After looking down the mountain for a while, Qu Wuming, the head of Yanbao Sect who had missed out on the right to admit more disciples, suddenly asked, "Who knows the Mingshan Sect group?"
Someone nearby replied, "They haven't come up yet. It's said that they are easy to identify. The thirteen people are wearing thirteen different clothes, and one of the big guys is carrying a big gourd. You can recognize them as soon as they arrive."
Su Qiao, the head of Jihuo Sect, who had taken advantage of the situation, said with a smile, "Why do you need to get to know them? What, Sect Master Qu, do you still expect them to help your Yanbao Sect?"
Qu Wuming: "Stop gloating over other people's misfortune. That Young Master Nan is gambling again and has set up another betting game. I heard that the Mingshan Sect was disturbed by that Young Master Nan. If it really happens to your Jihuo Sect and the 'Broken Wasteland Blade' is given away for nothing, I wonder if you can still laugh."
Su Qiao's face tightened after hearing these words, and he snorted, "If Mingshan Sect dares to mess around, my disciples from Jihuo Sect will destroy them."
Qu Wuming pointed to his head and said, "How did they get first place in the Tianyu Liuxing Conference? They relied on their brains. I really don't know who defeated whom."
Su Qiao's eyes flickered slightly, but he said calmly: "Don't stir up trouble here. Don't think I don't know what you are up to."
Hearing this, many people smiled.
As they were talking, a large group of people came up, hundreds of them, and they were the disciples of Liantian Sect. After releasing the lotus lanterns, they all bowed to Luo Yan and others.
Luo Yan and other sect leaders all extended their hands to help, their eyes full of expectations for these young disciples. They watched until the last one leaped into the Divine Fire Spirit Gate and disappeared before they retracted their gazes.
Teams of people passed through quickly, and before long, all the disciples from the top ten sects had passed.
After waiting for a while, someone suddenly hummed, "Mingshan Sect is here."
Everyone looked down the mountain and saw that a much smaller group had indeed appeared on the mountain path. They were all wearing different clothes, and there was a tall man, which matched the information they had received exactly.
The top of the mountain can already be bathed in sunlight, and the light is much better than in the valley.
Shi Chun and his group paused and waited at the last step at the top of the mountain, stretching their heads to look at what the previous team was doing to see whether the actual situation was the same as what was written in the rules.
Unlike the excitement of other teams, many people in this team looked anxious.
For Chu Jingtang and others, they really didn't want to go in, because there was no benefit except taking risks, and they were completely forced into it.
As soon as the previous team left, the guard waved to them to go up, and Shi Chun and others quickly climbed up to the platform on the top of the mountain.
Before they could continue, the head of Jihuo Sect, Su Qiao, suddenly took a step forward and said, "Wait!"
Shi Chun and others were startled when they showed the iron rings on their wrists. They turned around and looked at him, not knowing what he meant.
The bigwigs from various factions who were in charge of supervision also looked at Su Qiao, curious and surprised, thinking, could it be that Qu Wuming really succeeded in instigating this?
As Su Qiao walked, he pointed at the large gourd that Wu Jinliang was carrying, "Is there any contraband in the gourd?"
He was not provoked by Qu Wuming, but he did make him more cautious, and the big gourd that Wu Jinliang was carrying gave people a feeling that he was up to no good.
He had no other intentions, he just wanted to reveal the secrets of the gourd in public so that those who were about to enter could see it, and also to pass on a message to the people inside, so that if anything happened, at least someone would know about it.
The leaders of various factions exchanged glances, and they probably saw Su Qiao's intention. This was a bit of deliberate embarrassment and against the rules, but the ones who were embarrassed were Shi Chun and his gang, so no one said anything.
Shi Chun and his gang could not help but look at each other in confusion. They had looked through the rules and regulations but did not see any mention of contraband. There was not even a body search when entering the Divine Fire Domain, so they could bring in any treasures or means they had. What did it mean that contraband suddenly appeared here?
They all suspected that they were deliberately looking for trouble in order to prevent them from entering.
Chu Jingtang and others were expecting this to be true, but the problem was that they knew there was nothing special about Wu Jinliang's gourd, and they had all played it before.
The three people in Tong Mingshan who practiced fire-based martial arts were extremely worried. If they really wanted to find trouble, they would find any excuse.
Wu Jinliang explained: "There is no contraband, it's just drinking water. Isn't the water in the Divine Fire Realm not drinkable?"
"Drinking water? Are you trying to fool a three-year-old child? You are a cultivator, and even if the water in it is not drinkable, you can still cast a spell to absorb water vapor. Is it necessary for you to fill such a big gourd with water and run to the Divine Fire Domain?" Su Qiao was very unconvinced and reached out to pat the bottom of the gourd to listen to the sound.
You know what, it really is filled with liquid.
Wu Jinliang explained, "That's different. I'm quite particular about the water I drink."
As he said this, he took off the big gourd he was carrying on his back. In order to prove his innocence, he opened the mouth of the gourd in public, then lifted it up and gulped down a few mouthfuls, then splashed water for everyone to see. Is that normal?
Chu Jingtang and others were secretly wondering, when did this guy fill the empty gourd with water?
The people queuing on the mountain road were also wondering why the team was stuck and couldn’t move forward.
Su Qiao on the mountain reached out and asked, "Let me see it?"
Wu Jinliang was very generous and immediately presented the big gourd with both hands.
Su Qiao felt that the gourd was very heavy after receiving it. He immediately cast a spell to carefully investigate inside. It turned out that there was nothing special inside except liquid, and the gourd did not seem to be made of any special wood.
He put his nose close to the mouth of the gourd and sniffed it again, but didn't smell any special smell.
But he still didn't believe that this gourd was useless. Only a fool would carry such a big gourd filled with water and run around.
In order to verify it, he cast a spell to force out a small stream of water that floated in the air like a small snake. After hesitating for a few seconds, he opened his mouth and took in the water that Wu Jinliang had drunk. He slowly tasted it and found that it did taste like ordinary water. After carefully swallowing it, he did not notice any other abnormal reactions.
After a delay, he pushed the gourd back and said unhappily, "Are you sick? Don't you think it's too heavy? Don't you have a Qiankun bag hanging around your waist?"
I'm a little annoyed that you made me drink your saliva.
The top leaders of each faction understood it immediately and knew that there was indeed no problem, but they all suspected that this big idiot might not have a very good brain.
Wu Jinliang covered the mouth of the gourd and put it on his back, saying with a chuckle: "Drinking water is purely a personal hobby. As a monk, I shouldn't feel heavy with such a small load. Senior, does my water taste better than ordinary water, right..."
Su Qiao waved his hand to interrupt him, not wanting to talk to him any more, and gestured for him to leave quickly.
Unexpectedly, Qu Wuming suddenly asked, "Who is Shichun?"
They didn't need to ask who the sect leader Tong Mingshan was. They were all weapon refiners and they could tell who was the weapon refiner by looking at the skin color.
Shi Chun, who was holding the lotus cup in his hand, was puzzled, but he still admitted honestly: "I am a humble student, Shi Chun. I wonder what you want me to do?"
Qu Wuming pointed at Su Qiao and said, "This is the leader of Jihuo Sect, Su Qiao. The 'Broken Blade' in this prize is exactly what Jihuo Sect offered. Jihuo Sect has sent hundreds of people, and they are determined to win this time. Did you all feel the special care that Sect Leader Su showed you just now?"
That's all I have to say, and I won't say any more.
(End of this chapter)
