After Bai Li finished wiping and sorting all the bamboo slips, he was attracted by the strange golden text and was immersed in it without paying attention.

He looked at the text in a meticulous manner, and according to his guess, he also tried to analyze the strange text through its shape.

After looking at it for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly discovered some patterns. He realized that the strange-shaped characters seemed to be the primitive pictographic characters recorded in ancient books and legends.

After discovering this secret, he was ecstatic, regarded it as a treasure, and focused more on the analysis and research.

He compared and guessed the shapes of the characters with those in ancient books of past dynasties and read silently.

As he successfully parsed and silently read out the obscure bytes one by one, he suddenly felt that the words moved.

He rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

When he stopped reading silently, he found that the text had become old-fashioned again.

He felt very curious, so he analyzed and read silently again, watching the changes in the words.

Sure enough, he found that as long as he successfully analyzed and read out a word, that word would turn into a golden tadpole that slowly swam and jumped, and also as lively and agile as a golden fish.

Bai Li let out a sigh and devoted himself more to analyzing and reading silently.

Gradually, he guessed and read out the ancient and mysterious characters one by one, and there were already many golden fish swimming around on the bamboo slips.

He seemed to be holding a golden river, with fish swimming in the shallows in rows.

He stared at the bamboo slips intently.

The crouching white tiger sensed something strange and raised its head to stare blankly.

It saw its master radiating golden light all over his body, with divine light shining in his chest, as if a strange world had opened up.

The words on the bamboo slips turned into golden fish swimming into the world in his heart.

Baihu was extremely shocked, but he didn't dare to interrupt his master's research.

It could only stare blankly at the scholar who looked so sacred and majestic at this moment.

Bai Li's mind was immersed in the bamboo slips, and he was obsessively interpreting the various strange texts.

As time passed quickly, the sun gradually set, but the small hill where Bai Li was staying was shining brightly, as if a blazing bonfire was burning at the foot of the hill.

After skipping over most of the unguessable text in the middle, Bai Li finally read to the end of the bamboo slips.

There are four strange characters left there.

He spent a long time interpreting it.

When he successfully deciphered the remaining four characters, he murmured in confusion.

"Haoran Tianxia?"

Just after he said these four words, he suddenly felt an unusual warmth in his chest.

He looked down and was stunned.

He saw a world of divine light opening up in his chest, and a breeze suddenly blew out of it.

Suddenly, there was a violent wind between heaven and earth, and the heaven and earth shook and resonated.

It seems as if the winds within a thousand miles are all flowing towards this place, and the sun, moon and stars in the sky are all shining here.

A bit of awe-inspiring air, a thousand miles of breezy wind.

Bai Li looked at the scene in a daze.

A wisp of breeze slowly fell on the ancient bamboo slips, and suddenly a golden light shone brightly. The bamboo slips began to vibrate wildly, and the various unparsed characters on them instantly came alive, rushing towards Bai Li's world like the rushing Yellow River.

Baihu was stunned and just looked at it stupidly.

Bai Li was also at a loss, looking bewildered.

In an instant, the bamboo slips exploded in his hands into golden fragments that illuminated the night, and in an instant a huge ball of light representing a vast world condensed in the air.

The ball of light from the Haoran world fell instantly, instantly taking Bai Li and Bai Hu into it.

There was a flash of light, and the sky returned to darkness, and the thousand-mile strong wind stopped.

In the ruins at the foot of the earthen hill, rotten bamboo powder slowly fell to the ground, and all the golden words disappeared.

Suddenly the earth shook, the earth hill swayed, and the ruins were buried underground again.

No one knows what happened in this area.

Everyone in the secret realm only felt that the space of this small world seemed a little unstable. After a moment of surprise, that feeling quickly disappeared.

. . .

Day and night alternate, the stars and the moon recede.

The secret realm on the second day.

At this time, almost all the masters have gathered in the outer gate area of ​​​​Qingyun Sect.

There are eighteen peaks in the outer sect of Qingyun Sect, and each peak hides different opportunities.

After a day and a night, countless battles of varying sizes took place on these eighteen mountains.

When enemies meet, they become extremely jealous of each other, and they fight each other over a disagreement. There are also brothers in the Lingbao world who turn against each other.

The natural law of the jungle of the immortal world is played out here. Many people die for no reason, but many people also get the chance to change their fate by chance.

During this day and night of fighting, most of the opportunities in the outer sect of Qingyun Sect were discovered and snatched away by powerful people.

Therefore, there are fewer battles and only some fights that seem to be life-and-death feuds are still going on.

In response to this, many warriors and monks who happened to pass by would stop to watch and think it was exciting.

At the foot of the Qionghua Peak of the Qingyun Outer Sect, another group of people gathered to watch the excitement.

Two figures, one big and one small, came here.

A young man in a bamboo hat holds a sword on his chest and stands tall.

A cute girl with a petite figure who carries an exaggerated and domineering war hammer.

The young man walked with a steady gait, a dignified bearing, and the demeanor of a master.

The girl held a sledgehammer in her left hand and a chicken leg in her right hand, with oil dripping from her mouth, which looked a little funny.

Many warriors and monks passing by would look at the combination of the two in surprise, after all, it looked too weird.

Anyone who has been to Lianhu or seen the two of them will recognize their identities at the first sight.

Some people were surprised, "The King of Passersby and the Girl with Super Strength from Knight Island?"

Some people wondered, "How did these two get together? This is a powerful combination."

Someone was thankful, "Fortunately, they seem to have arrived late, otherwise, with the two of them joining forces, our chances of becoming an outer sect member would be reduced by another 20%."

Others were worried, "With these two equally mysterious young men and women joining forces, once the Qingyun Inner Sect barrier is opened, it will surely unleash a bloody storm. I'm afraid we'll lose 20% of our chances."

A warrior who had seen Lu Bei's behavior explained with a smile, "Don't worry, everyone. Lu Ren Wang Da Xia believes that opportunities in the world are obtained by those with virtue, and he always punishes evil and promotes good. And that unnamed girl with extraordinary strength from the Holy Sword Villa seems to never attack others actively, and wins people over with virtue. They are a pair of benevolent and righteous people, and they will definitely not kill everyone to snatch opportunities."

Someone breathed a sigh of relief and said in surprise, "It seems the rumors are true. The chivalrous and righteous King of Passersby conquers the people of the Knight Island with his virtue."

"Exactly," the warrior who promoted the benevolent and righteous style of the passerby Wang nodded confidently.

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