PDLP Chapter 480 The Journey Begins, Have We Got Lost?
Chapter 480 The Journey Begins, Have We Got Lost?
Some unnamed mountain range.
Wen Chengbin patted Brother Ying on the back and said.
"Brother Eagle, let's find a place to rest for the night."
After Wen Chengbin finished speaking, the eagle swooped down and landed on a protruding rock.
Wenwen used her divine sense to search and found a cave. After cleaning it, the three siblings sat down.
"Little sister, didn't you say you were going on a trip? How come I just heard you talking to A-Ying, talking, talking..."
Wen Chengjian looked at Wenwen with a puzzled expression, waiting for her answer.
Wenwen looked at Aying and said without any temper, "Aying, tell my eldest brother and second brother again!"
Just now, high in the sky, Wenwen bombarded Aying with questions about the secret realm, but the information pieced together from Aying's answers was incomplete. It's unclear whether this was Wenwen's problem or Aying's problem.
Or, try asking the question again from a different person or from a different angle; you might be pleasantly surprised.
Then, Aying repeated what she knew.
According to Aying, this secret realm is called Xiye Secret Realm, which is famous for its abundant medicinal herbs. That's why Aying's former master went there to search for medicinal materials.
The secret realm is located in the Misty Forest on the western side of Yuanling Continent, very, very far from here. The secret realm opens once every 15 years, and each opening lasts for 3 months. It is estimated that the next opening will be soon, which is why it is in a hurry to go in.
Cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage enter the secret realm in groups of three, using jade tokens as their entry method.
After hearing this general information, the three siblings exchanged glances and then began a question-and-answer session.
Wen Chengjian: "Aying, you've been into the secret realm a few times."
Aying: "Once."
Wen Chengbin: "What was the cultivation level of your former master?"
Aying suddenly looked up, glanced at Wen Chengbin in disbelief, and said, "Very high, very high!"
"How high is 'very high'?" Wenwen seized on the loophole: "Isn't the secret realm restricted to cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage? How could he get in?"
Hey hey hey! See? We've only asked two questions and there's already a contradiction. Sure enough, three heads are better than one.
“The former master was already injured; he suppressed his cultivation to enter.”
Ah Ying said bitterly, "Who knew that those people would also enter the secret realm? The former master was too soft-hearted and careless, and suffered a terrible fate."
Wenwen: "You insist on going into the secret realm to find that, um, are you sure?"
Some things are better left unsaid; let Aying understand them herself.
"I want to see him alive or dead!" Aying said through gritted teeth.
After saying this, the three siblings looked at each other in bewilderment: If a mortal dies fifteen years ago, their bones can still be collected, but what happens when a cultivator dies? They don't know!
Could it be like in the tales of the immortal realm, where they are either burned to death by their enemies, or resurrected in another's body? Or something else entirely? The siblings have never experienced anything like this before. What are they going to do?
"Ahem!" Wen Chengjian coughed lightly, then continued, "Aying, are you familiar with the way to the secret realm?"
Aying: "...It's alright."
This time, it dared not make a guarantee and answered hesitantly. The first time, it had a powerful former master who led it there, so it didn't need to worry about anything else. The second time, it followed the memories from its injuries and stumbled its way to the location, only to find that the entrance to the secret realm was closed.
Not bad? What does that mean?
Wenwen wanted to curse in her heart. Before setting off, she let Aying fly with the eagle. She thought that since the bird knew the route, she could let it lead everyone there so that they wouldn't be unfamiliar with the place.
So the three of us didn't head towards the Mofeng Mountains and Xingyu City at all. Instead, after passing the Yanqian Mountains, we flew straight to the northwest. We just kept flying and flying. The eagle was very hardworking. When it got tired, it would rest and then continue flying.
Just as Aying said, this was a route she had forged after being injured, an absolutely safe one.
As for the route to Yuanling Continent, it's not just the one Aying mentioned. When Wenwen was trading flying vehicles with the Luo siblings in Xingyu City, she also asked them and learned from them about a route that cultivators usually take when traveling.
However, on this route, you might sometimes encounter bandits if you're unlucky.
The advantages and disadvantages of the two routes were obvious. Out of trust in Aying and because of the urgency of time, she chose to follow Aying and had Aying guide the eagle from the beginning.
who knows!
Damn it, who knows!
More than ten days have passed since they set off, and all she sees every day is mountains. The key thing is that her divine sense tells her that they seem to be just circling around in these mountains for the past few days.
It wasn't just her feeling; Wen Chengjian and Wen Chengbin felt the same way.
Even eagles soaring high in the sky feel the same way. No matter how high or low they fly, just as they are about to reach the edge of the mountaintop, a force pushes them to turn. They turn from time to time, causing them to circle around a certain area, unable to get around this place for days.
It's very likely that they've encountered a forbidden area!
Wenwen: "Aying, are you absolutely, positively sure that you were able to fly over here before?"
Aying turned her neck and answered decisively, "Definitely. I remember that after passing through these mountains, there is a city ahead. I don't know exactly what kind of city it is; I've only seen it from the sky."
After a pause, Aying racked her brains and came up with what she thought was a great suggestion: "Master, if we can't get across from the sky, we can go across from the seabed. As you just saw, there's a river that leads to the sea."
With a snap, Wen Chengbin clapped his hands. "That makes sense."
"We've really hit a dead end," Wen Chengjian said.
"Indeed, it's true that being too clever for one's own good can backfire."
Wenwen couldn't help but tap her head and said self-deprecatingly, "Idiot head, square head, I won't move unless you kick me."
Before setting off, Wenwen asked one more question, "Aying, how much longer will it take to fly after we get past this mountain?"
Ah Ying: "Hmm, probably another month, no, more than two months..."
Before Aying could finish speaking, Wen Chengbin hurriedly interrupted her, "Stop, stop, stop! Use Brother Eagle's speed to estimate, not your own."
Ah Ying...
Is this a blatant and obvious complaint about its snail-paced speed? Are you starting to dislike it because of the comparison with the eagle?
At this moment, if Aying's beak could purse, she would definitely purse it for them to see.
Hmph, now that Erlang has his own son, he's turning his back on Dalang. How can a person be so fickle!
Ah Ying swallowed her grievance of being disliked and was about to speak when, at that moment, Brother Eagle suddenly raised his neck and let out a few sharp cries.
Then it twists its neck and shakes its wings a few times. Those who know it understand that the eagle must be in a very good mood at this moment, so good that it has the leisure to laugh at the warbler.
Ah Ying...
It's heartbroken, its heart is wounded, and it longs for its owner's comfort!