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The conversation on the side attracted Chu Jun's attention. The place where Mo Heng passed the Mahayana thunder tribulation was only accessible to those in the Golden Core stage. Everyone seemed to be urging Chu Jun to "go quickly".

Chu Jun wasn't afraid at all. He turned around and said to Mo Heng, "I want to go and see that secret place!"

"Okay, the secret realm will open in about a week and close in about a year. It won't affect your participation in the Immortal Sect Competition."

The date for the Immortal Sect Competition had been set, a year from now. Opportunities in the world of cultivation were constantly changing; someone might find the opportunity to break through to the Nascent Soul stage and advance in the next moment. Therefore, a year was considered an appropriate timeframe after consultation among all parties.

By then, even if the three major sects have not found the murderer yet, Sunset Valley will strengthen its security deployment within this year to ensure the safety of the contestants.

Fengxi City, where Chu Jun was currently located, was located in the southern part of the continent and belonged to the territory of the Xianyue Tower. Meanwhile, Huling City, where the secret realm was located, was located in the western part of the continent and belonged to the territory of Jianshi Mountain.

It is much faster to travel from Fengxi City to Huling City by flying magic tool than by flying boat, and you can arrive in about a week.

They left as soon as they said they would. The next day, the two of them took a flying magic tool to Huling City.

This secret realm became famous because Venerable Mo Heng survived the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana period here, attracting cultivators from all over to explore, so the cultivation world called it the "Listening to Thunder Secret Realm".

According to legend, the first group of Jindan-stage disciples who entered this secret realm a thousand years ago could faintly hear thunder sounds, but there are different opinions on whether this is true or not.

Chu Yun and the other person were playing while traveling, and happened to catch up with the time when the secret realm was opened.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled, as if a giant beast in heaven was roaring.

Suddenly, a dazzling flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating the entire valley. As the thunder faded, a massive vortex appeared in the sky. At its center, a light gate slowly formed, emitting a rainbow of light, like a dreamlike existence.

Around the light gate, the spiritual energy was so dense that it almost condensed into mist, and every molecule in the air was filled with surging power.

Nourished by this power, the surrounding mountains, rivers, and trees grew instantly, and flowers blossomed, emitting an enchanting fragrance. Birds, beasts, insects, and fish also sensed this power, and they chirped joyfully in the valley.

The secret realm is opened.

Inside the sect, the man who was meditating seemed to sense something, opened his eyes, and looked to the west.

After coming to his senses, Mo Heng checked his voice stone and the restrictions of Tianyu Mountain, and was disappointed to find that he had not received any message from his little disciple, only a letter from Elder Qiu.

Recently, the sect's main force that had gone to Sunset Valley had returned. Elder Qiu had only reported that Chu Jun had gone out for training, and asked to keep an eye on Chu Jun's whereabouts and when he would return, but there was no news. Mo Heng sent a message to Chu Jun, but after waiting for a while, he didn't receive a reply, and he became worried.

However, he turned around and glanced at the soul lamp beside him. Chu Jun's soul lamp was normal. He felt that the restrictions he had set on him had not been triggered. He felt that it would be a bit too clingy to go to Chu Jun just because of this.

Mo Heng sighed, feeling the loneliness of an old man. He went to Chu Yun's room and sat for a while, sweeping the dust from the room and replacing the bedding. After doing all this, Mo Heng returned to his room and entered into a state of cultivation.

What he didn't know was that the little disciple he was thinking about was being trapped in bed by a "wild man" and was being begged by him.

"Master..." Chu Jun called out to the man in front of her impatiently, hoping to get some sympathy, but it only aroused the man's inferior nature.

Mo Heng in black liked to stare into Chu Yun's eyes while doing things, so he would often coax Chu Yun to open her eyes and look at him when Chu Yun was having the most difficult time.

Chu Jun felt extremely aggrieved. Looking at the unruly self reflected in Mo Heng's eyes, her body became more sensitive. Her consciousness gradually sank into the pleasure given by Mo Heng, and her mental power unconsciously entangled with the man in front of her.

Mo Heng couldn't bear such an invitation, so he used his mental power to trap and entangle Chu Yun's mental power.

Chu Jun was so excited that tears came out. In a daze, she seemed to see Mo Heng's eyes turned completely red. When she wanted to take a closer look, Mo Heng covered her eyes and said, "Don't be distracted, Xiaojun."

The dual pleasure of mind and body was about to drive Chu Jun crazy. In the end, Mo Heng and Chu Jun put their foreheads together, and Mo Heng completely opened his sea of ​​consciousness to Chu Jun, warm and fiery, like an erupting volcano.

If the other personality is the flowing water from the melting iceberg, then this personality is the boiling magma on the Flaming Mountain.

Chu Jun eventually passed out, and Mo Heng felt sorry for her as he looked at the hot spring nearby. He hadn't even had time to enjoy a couple's bath together before Chu Jun collapsed. It seemed like a good idea to keep spiritual connection moderate in the future.

When Chu Jun regained consciousness, he was already lying beside the hot spring, fully dressed. His body had been cleaned, but he still had the illusion of being invaded.

Since he separated from Mo Heng, he hasn't experienced spiritual connection in two planes. Now it happened suddenly, Chu Jun was a little uncomfortable and even fainted in the end. It was embarrassing.

Hidden in a secret, misty forest, the hot springs flow quietly. Steam rises slowly, intertwining with the surrounding fog to create a hazy scene. Trees appear and disappear in the mist, as if guarding these mysterious waters.

The hot spring water is crystal clear, with a few fallen leaves floating on the surface, adding a touch of poetry. The surroundings are silent, with only the occasional bird song and the gurgling sound of water, making people feel the tranquility and harmony of nature.

The secret realm is extremely large. The foggy forest here is hundreds of thousands of feet wide, but it is only the tip of the iceberg of the secret realm. It did not prevent groups of people from entering here before, but they could not find the place where Mo Heng transcended the tribulation.

No one would have thought that the place where Mo Heng would transcend his tribulation was hidden in this ordinary misty forest.

Mo Heng, who was sleeping next to him, felt it when Chu Jun opened his eyes. He naturally put his arms around Chu Jun's waist, put his head on his shoulder, and hugged him from behind.

Chu Jun felt that if he walked for a few more days, his waist would be broken. "How long will it take us to reach the place where you will transcend the tribulation?"

"It will probably take another day to get there." Mo Heng sensed the dissatisfaction of the person in his arms and coaxed her.

The interior of the Misty Forest is strange. You cannot move forward by flying or teleporting. Only the most primitive way of walking can reach the center.

After a short rest, the two set off again.

Chu Yun used the excuse of back pain to successfully climb onto Mo Heng's back and take a break.

After walking for about two hours, a dilapidated temple suddenly appeared in front of them. It stood alone in this deserted forest, exuding a strange atmosphere.

The temple's roof had collapsed, leaving only a few broken beams and tiles barely supporting the crumbling walls. The few Buddha statues enshrined within the temple, now unprotected, had been eroded beyond recognition by time, covered in grime and almost unrecognizable from their original appearance.

What was even more strange was that there was a bald monk wearing a red cassock sitting right in front of the Buddha statue, facing the Buddha statue with his back to Chu Yun, muttering to himself and reciting scriptures.

If you get closer, you can hear the crisp sound of the wooden fish, again and again.

Chu Yun couldn't sense the monk's cultivation, and initially didn't notice his presence, which meant he was either a mortal or a highly accomplished monk. Given the situation, it seemed like the second possibility.

Out of courtesy, Chu Yun got off Mo Heng's back, walked to the edge of the temple, and greeted the monk: "Master, we are just passing by and have no intention of disturbing you. We will leave now."

Chu Jun was a polite person, and Buddhist practitioners were a type of practitioners that Chu Jun admired the most. He had no intention of disturbing the master from chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha. He greeted the master and left with Mo Heng.

"Dong Dong Dong..." The crisp sound of wooden fish echoed in the empty temple.

What Chu Jun didn't know was that after they left, the monk who was originally beating the wooden fish slowly stopped beating the fish, turned his head and "looked" in the direction the two people left. The red lines on his face were strange, and his eyes were empty, with no eyeballs.

"I have done what I promised you. I hope you won't forget what you promised me." The monk's voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

After a while, the sound of the wooden fish rang out again, until a "dong" sound, the sound of the wooden fish accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, made everything return to calm.

On Chu Jun's side, after walking away, Mo Heng turned his head and nodded casually in the direction of the ruined temple, then continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.