A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality – Immortal World Arc

Chapter 112: Chosen

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(The first update on the shelves^^)

"It seems that the two fellow Taoists have also noticed that the previous map seems to be correct, but the water veins of the major rivers on the island are not drawn on the map, because the maps sold publicly in the city do not have these water flow marks. And we Come here, I have clearly encountered many people who have come across many great rivers, and I have marked them all." Han Li said with a smile.

When the others heard this, they all looked at the map thoughtfully again.

Sure enough, as Han Li said, although the map is detailed, there are very few river veins, and even if there are, there are only some small rivers and rivers.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by those cities before, but they didn't notice this.

"In the past few days, every time I went to a city, I collected some information on the island's geographical environment, especially some ancient maps, and finally found some information on the veins of the great river." Han Li pointed out.

The light on the water mirror flickered, and large rivers appeared in some areas on the map.

"This is..." Everyone looked at the water mirror and their expressions changed.

"Because of the rush of time, this is the only information I have collected on the water veins. It is so-called that you can know the whole leopard at a glance. You should have realized that the Red Moon Cities we passed by, as well as some large cities, are located in various places. Near the Dashui Vein, what we have personally seen in the past few days has just verified this point." Han Li explained slowly.

Others recalled the few cities they had been to before, and indeed each of them was near a river or a lake, and the same was true of the Red Moon City where everyone was at the moment.

"It's not a big deal. It's close to the big river, so the transportation is naturally much more convenient. Not only Hongyue Island, but also cities on other islands are considered to be built near the river." Jiao Shisan said.

"Having said that, I have just cast a spell on a shopkeeper who sells classics in this city, and I learned from him a piece of information that it is strictly forbidden to draw the main water veins on the map for any classics on the island. And This order was issued by the Holy Master, that is, Na Gongshuhong himself, so it is obvious that he is covering up something." Han Li continued.

"This..." Jiao Shisan held his breath.

"Although I don't know why the Red Moon Island Master did this, but from the distribution of these rivers that have been drawn, this is where all the water veins meet." Han Li pointed to a city on the map.

There, it was Red Moon City in Kunzhou.

"These are just conjectures. Are you sure that Gong Shuhong is there?" Jiao Twenty-Five also questioned.

"Of course I'm not sure, but instead of searching aimlessly, it's better to go here to have a look first, the possibility is always higher." Han Li said slowly.

Jiao Twenty-five's lips moved, as if he wanted to refute a few words, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

"That makes sense! Fellow Daoist Jiao Fifteen, thank you for discovering this, otherwise we would still be at a loss." Jiao Jiu laughed and clapped his hands.

After working hand in hand together, he always felt like being overwhelmed by Jiao Ba, but at this moment he was finally elated and felt much more at ease.

"That's right, if we really search for all these twenty-odd Red Moon Cities, by then, Gong Shuhong might have gotten the news and hid somewhere!" Jiao Shiliu said quite complacently. .

"The two of you are overwhelmed, it's just a coincidence." Han Li smiled humbly.

"Jiao Fifteen Daoist's deduction is very reasonable, so let's go to Kunzhou now." After being silent for a while, Jiao Ba smiled and said.

One night after a few days.

In the middle of Red Moon Island, above a wide plain, two thick rays of light pierced the night sky and landed on the edge of a forest below.

The light faded away, and two flying boats with different shapes appeared. Six or seven figures descended from them, all wearing strange animal masks. They were none other than Han Li and the others.

"Red Moon City of Kunzhou is ahead, and it seems that a pilgrimage ceremony is going on in the city." Jiao Ba raised his finger and pointed to the night in the distance, and said.

Following the direction of his finger, Han Li saw a huge brightly lit city standing in the dark night more than ten miles away.

There are crimson lights everywhere in the city, and the light reflects on the clouds in the night sky, dyeing a blood-red color, which looks quite strange.

Outside the entire city, there is still a layer of blue restraint mask, but under the light of the lights, the color has changed a little, and it looks a little dark red.

"The scale of this city is not small. It seems that it may be Gong Shuhong's lair." Jiao Jiu said slowly with his eyes flickering.

"It's not too late, let's go into the city first. Same as before, after you enter the city, don't use your divine sense on a large scale." Jiao Ba said.

Faced with his commanding words, Jiao Jiu naturally chose to ignore them, while the others nodded silently without saying anything.

After a while, everyone changed their appearances with masks, all of them put on the black cloaks of night travel, and hurried towards the direction of Red Moon City in silence.

At this time, in Kunzhou Red Moon City, the square gates were wide open, and fiery red lanterns were hung on both sides of the main road leading to the central square in the city, illuminating the entire city brightly.

On the official road outside the Sifang City Gate, there are thousands of pedestrians sparsely rushing to the city. They are all pilgrims who came to participate in the Red Moon City, but due to various reasons, they were late. Some.

Han Li and the others divided into two teams, mixed with these people, and entered the Red Moon City through the city gate.

Han Li and Jiao Jiu entered the city through the south gate and followed the flow of people towards the center of the city.

The atmosphere in the city seemed a bit solemn, and the pedestrians around were also very quiet. They all crossed their arms and hugged their chests, and silently walked along the street towards the center of the city.

As they got closer to the center of the city, there were bursts of chanting sounds with strange tones, rushing into the ears of the three of them continuously like sea water hitting the shore, echoing with a special sense of rhythm.

At this moment, a huge square in the center of the city and the nearby main roads were densely packed with millions of people. When Han Li and the others reached the middle of the South Street, they were already blocked by the dense crowd.

Like loaches, the three of Han Li slowly moved away from the crowd and squeezed their way towards the center of the square, causing the surrounding people to stare at each other from time to time.

However, since most of the people here are mere mortals, and they are busy reciting prayers, no one really cares about them. They just squeezed them into the square bit by bit. Although they are still not in the center, they are already very close. approached.

Han Li was tall and tall. Standing in the crowd, if he raised his head slightly, he could see a huge statue more than a hundred feet tall standing in the center of the square in front of him.

I don't know if it's because of the material itself, or because of the surrounding lights, the statue looks blood red, which looks a little weird.

In front of the statue, in the void near its chest, there are still seven figures suspended, all of them wearing dark blue silk robes, with a crescent moon pattern embroidered on their chest.

Under the reflection of the surrounding light and shadow and the background of the statues behind, these figures standing in the air are like gods, exuding a strange aura around them.

However, in fact, the cultivation of these people is not very advanced, except for a kind-faced white old man who is a monk in the late Mahayana period, the rest are only in the integration period.

However, for the monks and ordinary mortals whose cultivation base is no more than the alchemy stage at most, they are gods above them.

Like all the general public, these seven people nodded slightly at this time, reciting prayers in a low voice, with extremely devout expressions.

When Han Li was looking at the people above, Jiao Shiliu's voice transmission suddenly sounded in his heart: "Say, should we take down these people first?"

He looked back and saw that Jiao Jiu was also looking at him with a pensive expression, appearing a little hesitant.

But at this moment, the crescent moon in the high sky had slowly moved to the mid-heaven, and the surrounding chanting voices gradually died down.

I saw the kind old man in mid-air, slowly straightened up, his eyes swept across the square, like an ordinary high-ranking official inspecting the people, and slowly said:

"The Holy Lord is gracious and beneficial to all living beings. You can learn from your sincerity, and you should enjoy the glory of the heavenly election. The 'Jiazi Tianxuan' is about to start, and you all sincerely pray for the Holy Lord's favor."

As soon as his words fell, there was a burst of cheers from the crowd like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

But after a while, it became quiet again. Everyone nodded slightly, their faces full of anticipation, their hands folded and clenched in front of them, as if praying.

The three of Han Li didn't know why, so they had to follow suit.

At this moment, there was a slight shock on the square, as if some ancient formation had been activated, and a very strange aura rose from the surroundings.

Han Li lowered his head slightly, his blue eyes lit up, and he looked towards the ground through the gap between the crowd.

On the ground paved with white stones, complex patterns that cannot be seen by the naked eye suddenly lit up, densely intertwined with each other, extending in all directions.

Just listen to the sound of "buzz".

All of a sudden, hundreds of crimson pillars of light shot up from the ground above the entire square, enveloping the Red Moon Islanders one by one.

Han Li glanced away, feeling a little surprised.

I saw that instead of showing the slightest panic, all of those people showed ecstasy on their faces, and some even wept with joy and kept wiping away their tears.

And the people around him, if there are people who are acquainted with him, also show joy, even those who don't know, are full of envy, and even have a little bit of jealousy.

Han Li looked back at Jiaojiu and the other two in astonishment, and saw that their eyes were also full of doubts, and it was obvious that they didn't understand.

After all, what I saw and heard here never happened in the previous Red Moon City.

Han Li pondered for a while, as if he suddenly remembered something, raised his eyebrows suddenly, and said to the two of them:

"Could it be that these people are the ones chosen by the Holy Lord?"

"It should be... If you follow these people, you may be able to find news about the island owner of Hongyue. But I don't know where these people have been taken?" Jiao Jiu pondered for a moment, then said through sound transmission.

Han Li smiled and replied: "This is easy to handle. I don't know if you have discovered it. Although there are men, women, and children among the people who were sent away, it seems that there is no pattern, but in fact it is not."