Murong Qingxian looked at the others and said, "Just look at the state you're in."
At his words, their expressions involuntarily changed.
Murong Qingxian continued, "Although your choice can hinge on a single thought, and luck plays an even greater role..."
"Don't forget that a true inheritance has a spirit of its own."
"While you're choosing it, it's choosing you as well."
"It goes both ways. If you attribute everything to luck, you're only deceiving yourselves."
Chen Wen couldn't help giving Murong Qingxian a surprised look.
A person's words and actions revealed both the breadth of their vision and their caliber.
Clearly, Murong Qingxian excelled in both respects.
Now this is interesting.
The corners of Chen Wen's lips involuntarily curved upward.
After hearing Murong Qingxian's words, the disciples all fell silent.
Their restless hearts, in particular, settled down.
They were all favored children of heaven, so they naturally grasped Murong Qingxian's meaning at once.
Murong Qingxian glanced at them. "All right, start choosing."
"Yes, eldest young miss."
The disciples hurriedly answered.
Murong Qingcheng took a deep breath, then asked Chen Wen, "Brother Chen, do you have any ideas?"
Chen Wen considered it. "I think your sister is right. Choosing has always gone both ways."
"If you can't make up your mind, you might as well let your body choose."
"I don't know if you've heard this saying: words may lie, but the body is always honest."
"And no one knows your body's reactions better than you do."
Murong Qingcheng's eyes lit up. "I have to say, that really is a good idea."
Chen Wen nodded, then said, "It's only a suggestion. What you do is still up to you."
"Mm."
Murong Qingcheng nodded firmly.
Chen Wen said nothing more, instead turning his gaze toward the entrances nearby.
Ninety-nine distorted entrances