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Season 2 of "A Strange Journey"——

The evil spirit is born, and all living beings are devastated.

In the five thousand years since Shen Shu's death, Qian Qingdai has experienced every moment.

Shen Shu said that the space is closest to the way of heaven and can punish heaven.

Qian Qingdai didn't believe it at first, but now she can step on the space with her feet and skim the interface with her hands.

She thought that Shen Shu practiced divination very profoundly.

Qian Qingdai stepped on the void, standing between heaven and earth, looking at the huge hole in the sky, which was the ancient seal that sealed the evil spirits.

Legend has it that the great powers of ancient times opened up an area with the help of space artifacts and sealed the evil spirits here for generations.

But at this time, the black mist in the cavity ran out in groups, and turned into flesh-devouring monsters when they landed.

With Qianqiandai's eyebrows covered under her eyes, she could clearly see the tragic situation in the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

Human cities were captured and massacred, and the dead cities stood lonely on the loess.

The human monks kept calling for companionship, and the families and sects also worked together, but the evil spirits could not be slain.

The spiritual power fluctuations on Qian Qingdai's body spread out in circles, stretching for thousands of miles.

This subtle movement easily attracted the attention of the entire Xiuxian Continent.

That was the spiritual power fluctuation of a peerless powerful man.

Countless people stopped to watch, and there was a woman in a green robe with flying black hair above the sky.

She was seen walking up the void step by step. Every time she passed by, the space would twist and collapse. In an instant, she was in front of the huge ancient seal.

The huge blood-colored hole showed its teeth and claws, making the woman look as small as dust.

"This savior really made Shen Shu right."

Qian Qingdai opened her thin lips and waved her hands gently, her spiritual power surged.

A huge golden goddess statue emerged behind her, expanding and getting taller until it became comparable to the huge hole.

The whole body of the goddess statue is engraved with mysterious space runes. There is a piece of void makeup on her forehead. Behind her, there are hundreds of paintings and countless worlds.

"Boom-"

The goddess statue opened its black pupils leisurely, as empty as the void, and quietly stared at the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

"Oh my god, he is a powerful person in the Mahayana realm."

"Is she going to reseal the ancient seal?"

"Savior, this is the savior!"

"This is the aura of the strong, this is the path that immortal cultivators pursue throughout their lives -!"

Thousands of indigo stands above thousands of living things.

"In this life, I will ensure that mankind has no worries for thousands of years. From now on, evil spirits will fall forever."

The void and ethereal sound resounded throughout the Xiuxian Continent, and the full spiritual power expanded outward in circles.

Countless immortal cultivators became excited and excited.

"Senior, this junior in the integration stage is here to help you."

"Junior Zhou Qier came to help."

"Junior Qiu Shui came to help."

"..."

Qian Qingdai smiled slightly, turned around and took another step forward.

With a "bang", the space centered on the soles of her feet shattered in all directions, like a spider web.

Then the space runes on the goddess statue behind her broke away and hovered around Qian Qingdai.

"Shen Shu, no matter what you do next time, I will not be the savior again."

The moment the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, with Qian Qingdai as the center, the shattered space surrounded it from every direction.

It was as if she had torn out a space between heaven and earth and wrapped the ancient seal in it.

The black mist kept wailing, trying to break through the seal of space.

The goddess statue tore open another space as she raised her hand and wrapped them again.

Qian Qingdai's forehead was covered with sweat. As the seal was completed, the goddess statue gradually dissipated between heaven and earth.

Use yourself as a space artifact to reseal the ancient seal.

When Qian Qingdai's spiritual power collapsed, the bloody hole slowly closed.

Suddenly, the heaven and earth dimmed for a moment, and a tragic song came from ancient times. The bells of heaven and earth played in unison, and all things cried.

Looking at the boundless sky, the immortal cultivators on the mainland who stopped to watch suddenly burst into cheers.

The ancient seal was sealed and the evil spirits were dispersed.

In a spiritual mountain in the center of the mainland, a man with a body like bamboo and cypress looked up into the distance, his brows and eyes were as cold as ice, but his tightly pursed lips were lowered, and he was obviously not happy.

The disciple who arrived at the door wiped his eyes, and when he looked again, the handsome man by the window still looked deserted.

Could it be that he has practiced too much and his eyesight is dazzled?

"Thanks to Taoist Wuji, the new disciples have officially completed their entrance trials."

The disciple looked up, but there was no one in front of him.

A new batch of disciples had already gathered in front of the sect's main hall.

"Which powerful disciple do you all want to join?"

"Qingfeng Sword Lord, I want to learn swordsmanship."

"It would be great if I could worship the Holy Ruins Medicine Lord as my master. I would have countless spiritual stones, hehe."

"I'm different. I want to become the disciple of Taoist Wuji."

"Wuji Dao Zun has not had disciples for thousands of years, okay? Stop dreaming."

At this time, a figure appeared out of thin air on the high platform, and the crowd suddenly became quiet.

Wuji Taoist Master swept through everyone and finally settled on one person.

He dodged directly in front of the man.

"Are you willing to become your teacher?"

Not only were the new disciples frightened, but the elders on the stage were also frightened.

This... this hasn't even started yet!

But who is Wuji Dao Zun? He is a peerless and powerful person. No one is stupid enough to refuse, and Chen Huairen is no exception.

Although his qualifications are mediocre and I am confused as to why he was chosen, there is no doubt that this is a great joy.

"Disciple Chen Huairen, pay homage to Master."

Taoist Wuji used his spiritual power to gently support him and directly brought him to the high platform.

"I'll accept this guy."

Everyone looked at me, then at you, and then at the chosen disciple.

Although his behavior was not in line with the rules, the disciple he chose was not very talented, and if he was retained, he would have to do odd jobs in the outer sect. Therefore, everyone smiled and did not say anything more. They just gave him a greeting gift according to the procedure.

After all, Chen Huairen is only a teenager, and because of his poor talent, he has never received much attention. Now he is quite embarrassed, and he only dares to accept it after his master's signal.

The new disciples below were simply stunned.

"He...hasn't he not even reached the eighth level of physical training?"

"Is there something special about him? Or does he have a special physique?"

"Come on, it didn't respond during the previous test."

"Then why did Supreme Taoist Master Wuji choose him instead of me, a ninth-level practitioner?"

"...I don't know."

Chen Huairen knew his talent and thought he was being taken to the mountains to do odd jobs, but Taoist Wuji took him to a small courtyard.

Chen Huairen saw a portrait of a woman hanging in the cold and indifferent Master's room.

Who is this?

Can someone like Master also have a sweetheart?

Seeing him staring at the portrait, Taoist Wuji had no explanation. He just threw his secret knowledge to him and told him to ask him if he didn't understand.

Chen Huairen blankly took the storage bag and returned to his independent courtyard.

He knew the importance of talent in the Immortal Cultivation Continent, but how could Taoist Wuji...

Chen Huairen had suffered a lot and was deeply moved. He vowed to himself that he would work harder to prevent his master from being humiliated.

After the disciple left, Taoist Master Wuji stood in front of the desk, staring at the portrait, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.

After all these years, he still hasn't been able to successfully perform a divination.

He was willing to stop at this avenue of fortune-telling.