With the destruction of the Yinming clan, the Linlang illusion land completely returned to peace. However, various creatures such as heaven and earth treasures and spirit beasts had long been decomposed and swallowed under the black smoke of Yin Emperor. There was almost nothing left except withered flowers, plants, trees and bones.

In short, the Linlang illusion now is no longer the once desirable blessed land of the cave, but a dead land without spiritual energy that cannot be cultivated at all, let alone enhance the ability to perceive.

During this period, several chief disciples led the monks from their respective sects to walk around the Yaowang Valley. The result was not surprising. Whether it was the Yaowang Valley, the insect cave, the snow field, etc., all of them became desolate, and even a level one spiritual medicine could not be found.

"It seems that we can only wait until the Linlang Fantasy Land is closed and we will be sent out."

Xiao Yan sat cross-legged and couldn't help but sigh.

Their purpose of entering the Linlang Illusion is to collect treasures of heaven and earth. Now the Linlang Illusion is no different from the ordinary wasteland. Where can they collect treasures of heaven and earth?

Perhaps, there will be no more five grand events in the future. After all, what is the use of the Linlang illusion without the treasures of heaven and earth?

Thinking of this, the monks couldn't help feeling a little depressed, especially the disciples of the five major sects and first-class forces. You should know that the Linlang Illusion Realm can provide a large amount of cultivation resources for their forces every time. If the Linlang Illusion Realm is lost, the five major sects and first-class forces will definitely be affected.

However, in comparison, life is the most important thing.

"Amitabha."

Su Luo's eyes closed slightly, not caring.

He just came to see the world. What is Linlang's illusion like? It has nothing to do with him.

Anyway, before this, Su Luo had collected enough treasures of heaven and earth.

...

In Nanyang County, deep in Leiruo Temple, many elders gathered here, waiting quietly, and in front of them was a formation connecting the Linlang illusion.

Due to the loosening of restrictions, all forces sent almost all the Yuandan realm cultivators brought to the Linlang Illusion Realm, leaving only some new generation disciples from the Mingdao realm, either studying martial arts or practicing seriously.

Suddenly, the elder of Taiyin Mountain stood up and cursed:

"Grandma, it's been twelve days, why haven't anyone come out yet!"

Under normal circumstances, in about three days, monks would have to pinch the jade tablets and teleport out because of danger. Even the slowest time in history was only five days.

It is incredible that no one came out for twelve days like now.

If it weren't for the abbot of Leiruo Temple, Zen Master Jingxin, who was not far away, and no one dared to move around, I'm afraid the elder of Taiyin Mountain would have rushed into the formation to check.

"Strange, why didn't you react?"

The elder of the Beast Control Sect also stood up and said.

"Zen Master Jingxin, what's going on?"

Elder Wujiguan's eyes flashed and he looked at Zen Master Jingxin.

It’s about the chief disciples, how can they not worry?

"Amitabha."

Zen Master Jingxin smiled bitterly: "I don't know either."

The five grand events have been held dozens of times, and everyone is very clear about the process and is familiar with it. But who would have thought that there would be so many accidents this time, and it was Leiruo Temple. Zen Master Jingxin couldn't help but have a headache.

"Can something happen inside?"

The elder of Qiongbi Sect said solemnly.

For the first time in hundreds of years, the Linlang Illusion Realm has been loosened and more people are allowed to enter. They were completely lost in joy before and did not think too much. In addition, the monks sent by Lei Ruo Temple came out without any injuries, so they couldn't wait to send other Yuandan realm monks in.

Thinking about it now, something is obviously not right.

"Grandma, what should I do?"

The elder of Taiyin Mountain has always had a bad temper and gritted his teeth.

At this moment, Gan Lao said silently: "Master Jingxin, I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation."

In terms of cultivation, Mr. Gan may be far inferior to Zen Master Jingxin, but in terms of status, Zen Master Jingxin has to respect him.

"Amitabha, don't worry, if you have the care of your disciples in our temple, your highness will never be in trouble."

Zen Master Jingxin hurriedly comforted: "Elders, have you forgotten? There are many more monks entering this time than before, so naturally they will not easily use the teleportation jade plaque."

I almost forgot that if the Thirteenth Prince is inside, if there is a real accident, it will be more than just a matter between the forces of Nanyang County. At present, Zen Master Jingxin can only temporarily tamper with excuses.

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Although it is a bit far-fetched, disciples of various forces will gather as soon as they enter the Linlang Illusion Realm. As long as they do not enter the central forbidden area, more than a dozen Yuandan cultivators are indeed not likely to encounter danger. Even if the two forces conflict, they will often not take any action and force the other party to pinch the teleportation jade tablets.

The most important thing is that they know very well that unless the Linlang illusion opens itself, no one can enter, and Zen Master Jingxin is no exception. In other words, they either have to worry or wait for the Linlang illusion to close, and there is no other way.

"Your Highness, you must not be in trouble."

Old man prayed silently.

Soon, three days passed, and it was another day of sunshine and light clouds.

The elders of various forces looked nervous and extremely nervous.

As we all know, the chief disciple is related to the future of a sect, and any mistake will be a great loss to the sect. Moreover, not only the chief disciples who enter the Linlang illusion realm, but also many elite young generations of elites.

It is no exaggeration to say that if all the monks who entered the Linlang Illusion Realm were wiped out, then the strength of the five major sects will be greatly reduced in a hundred years.

On the other side, Old Gan looked expressionless and his eyes were like lightning, staring firmly at the formation at the center.

In his opinion, even if all the chief disciples of the five major sects are dead, they are not as important as Chen Yue.

Time passed, and after a while, the wind suddenly stopped, as if the world was frozen, and then layers of space fluctuations spread out, connecting to the formation.

Finally, the Linlang Fantasy Land is about to close!

At this time, all monks who stay in the Linlang Fantasy Land will be forcibly sent out.

Buzz!

A light flashed, revealing a figure, a confused face...a middle-aged man.

Anyone who has watched the selection competition knows that this person is named Zhu Longtao and is a casual cultivator.

Seeing this, all forces breathed a sigh of relief. Although they did not understand the specific situation, it could at least prove that there should be no problems in Linlang Fantasy Land.

Sure enough, light flashed immediately, and figures that made them familiar appeared, including Chu Feng, the chief disciple of Wuji Temple, Lu Changsheng, the chief disciple of Taiyin Mountain, and Xiao Yan, the chief disciple of Qiongbi Sect...

In just a short moment, more than 200 people appeared in the formation, five major sects and first-class forces.

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Mr. Gan flew over first and landed in front of Shen Yue.

"fine."
Chapter completed!