In the 540th year of the Gregorian calendar, in Leizhou, Zixiao Pavilion has been keeping a low profile since the founder of Zixiao Pavilion, the Immortal Jinglei, passed away more than 300 years ago.
However, the invasion from outside the territory for more than a hundred years has caused the five fairyland sects, Zifeng, Lingyi, Feiliu, Fentian, and Taotian, to be robbed one after another, but Zixiao Pavilion is still stable to this day.
Not counting immortals, Zixiao Pavilion, which has nearly twenty Dao realm monks including one Huangting Peak Master and two Thunder Tribulation cultivators, can be regarded as the number one existence among the six original Immortal Realm sects.
Not to mention that Lei Xiu is powerful in attack and is the number one existence among his peers.
However, now that the Yang family in Yuzhou continues to expand and is about to dominate Zhou Tian, only Leizhou Mu is still alive in the four extremes of the eight states. They dare not be careless, lest they give the Yang family an excuse to cause trouble.
Furthermore, the Yin Jian of the Burning Heaven Clan, the original most powerful force in the Zhou Dynasty, was not far away, and many great magical practitioners in the Lingxiao Palace were robbed one after another. Although the Zixiao Pavilion is now strong, it has to be cautious in the face of great changes.
When will an immortal be born again, will he truly have the capital to make a splash in the world of cultivation?
In Thunder Swamp, bursts of muffled thunder roll in from the sky from time to time, and countless thunderbolts rain down from time to time, forming a rain curtain and thunder field along with the downpour.
I don’t know how long it took, but the billowing black clouds in the sky dispersed, the thunder faded away, and the heavy rain stopped.
However, they saw that the Thunder Swamp below was covered with a layer of shimmering white waves. Suddenly, an arc of electricity exploded, followed by a burst of crackling explosions.
A middle-aged monk in purple robes stepped out of the void and glanced at the thunderstorm that had temporarily gone away, not daring to delay.
I saw a purple spiritual light thunder shield rising around it, and then slowly falling towards the swamp lake full of thunder slurry below.
What is strange is that the extremely violent thunder spirit water did not move at all when it came into contact with the purple light spirit shield, as if it came from the same source, and was allowed to sink slowly to the bottom of the lake.
In the large star realm that ranks sixteenth in the starry sky, Qiongtian Star Realm, Kunlun Star Palace, Tianfeng Star Realm, Xiaoqi Galaxy, and the important place of Sanqing Sect, several people with great supernatural powers gathered here.
There is a two-foot-wide deep well in the center, sparkling with purple light, and white arcs exploding from time to time.
And these people have been staring at this deep well silently, as if waiting for something.
After a while, a muffled "rumbling" sound suddenly emerged from the bottom of the well, and the people surrounding the deep well suddenly became energetic.
Among them, an old man wearing a Ge robe flicked the fly whisk in his hand and covered his slightly shaking hands with his wide sleeve robe. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes trembled slightly. He tried to keep his tone as calm as possible and said calmly: "Here we come!"
The figures standing around the mouth of the well seemed to be motionless, but the surrounding atmosphere became much more solemn for some reason.
The muffled sound at the bottom of the well became louder and louder, and after a while, it was like a muffled thunder exploding in everyone's ears.
The white-haired old man's beard was spread out, and his loose robes were billowing in the wind. He was obviously trying his best to resist the sudden momentum.
There were several people behind him who were even more embarrassed, staggering one by one. With the old man's wave of his hand, they all hurriedly backed out of the small courtyard as if they had been granted amnesty.
"It made several seniors laugh!"
The old man said with a hint of flattery to the several figures around him. However, these figures stood tall like mountains one by one. They seemed to have not heard the old man's words. They just stared at the deep well in the middle with increasingly solemn expressions.
At this moment, the water in the well exploded, and a cloud of silver water splashed up from the well. The old man was so frightened that he quickly backed away, as if there was great danger contained in that cloud of water.
And this is indeed the case. When the splash of water fell on the edge of the well, it suddenly triggered a series of thunder and lightning.
The so-called "well water" turned out to be a cloud of thunder slurry. At the moment of splashing, countless purple thunder patterns shone, and a thunder and lightning platform was quickly formed at the mouth of the well, and then merged along the platform to form a circular thunder and lightning light.
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At the same time, the figures that were originally standing around the mouth of the well suddenly disappeared under the astonished eyes of the old man He.
Without waiting for the old man to react, another stream of slurry-like lightning surged out, as if a spatial passage was opened along the well wall. A figure suddenly appeared from the passage, followed by a voice:
"Who is in charge of the Sanqing Sect now? Come and talk!"
The white-haired old man trembled when he heard the voice. He stepped forward slightly, lowered his eyes, and said respectfully: "The Supreme Elder of the Sanqing Sect, Du Liang, has seen the Holy Land envoy!"
The visitor nodded with a "hmm" and said, "Du Liang, I have heard of this name. It seems this is not your first time here, right?"
The white-haired old man Du Liang still bowed his head and said: "Reporting to the messenger of the Holy Land, this is the third time that I have the honor to meet the immortal of the Holy Land."
The visitor nodded and said: "I see, since that's the case, then keep everything simple and offer this offering quickly. I have many things to do, so it's not appropriate to stay here for a long time."
"Follow the orders of the envoy!"
Du Liang bowed, but he did not offer the offering immediately. Instead, he held a special storage bag in his hand. He seemed to be hesitant, but he still had the courage to ask:
"I dare to ask, Sir Envoy, if the general outline of the magical power of the 'Three Pure Purple Sky Qi' promised last time can be given to this sect as a subduing magical power?"
"Um?"
The person came in a longer voice, with his eyes fixed on Duliang like electric nails. In conjunction with the thunder and lightning flashing around him, the sound and pressure dropped, and the old man Duliang trembled and almost collapsed on the ground.
"Well, no, you have actually advanced to the Taoist realm!"
The person who came was suddenly startled, seemingly even more surprised than the old man Na Duliang. He stretched out his hand and pulled it around. The storage bag in the old man's hand immediately flew towards the thunder curtain above the well mouth. At the same time, a piece of lightning flashed there.
The visitor's fingertips condensed: "Huh, if that's the case, I won't let you go!"
The old man of Duliang felt that he had nowhere to escape at this time. He had no doubt that a small ball of light at the fingertips of the Holy Land Messenger could kill him.
"Seniors, save me!"
The old man He was so panicked that he could no longer care about anything else. He could only shout for help, and at the same time tried his best to get rid of the man's energy lock and retreat.
"What, is there anyone else?"
The Holy Land envoy obviously did not expect that the other party would dare to collude with outsiders. The divine consciousness that he was originally unwilling to use with all his strength suddenly spread beyond the thunder curtain around him.
It didn't matter at this moment, but it made him break into a cold sweat in an instant. In the void around him, there were at least three existences whose auras were not weaker than his own hidden in the void.
"No, it's been exposed here!"
In the flash of lightning, the Holy Land envoy flicked a finger of lightning towards the old man Duliang, but regardless of the result, he turned around and retracted into the thunder well.
Nadu Liang originally thought that he would die, but he never thought that a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, a shirtless giant with his head disheveled and wearing a short animal robe. His copper-bell-sized eyes shone with a strong fighting spirit.
He raised a giant fist and punched the thunder flower slowly but quickly, and the tattoo totem on his skin seemed to suddenly come to life, accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder.
There was a "pop" sound, like something shattered on the ground. The thunder flower was smashed into pieces by the giant's fist in mid-air. However, a thunderstorm suddenly exploded from the broken thunder flower.
Suddenly it swept over the giant and everything behind him.
"No, it's a void thunderstorm!"
In a hurry, the giant tiger roared, but he only had time to protect himself and the old man behind him. The few monks who followed the old man behind him were turned into charcoal in the thunderstorm.
"What a bastard, you pissed me off!"
The giant roared violently and rushed out of the still scattered lightning, only to see that the man had already disappeared.
However, the thunder platform floating above the wellhead has not yet completely retracted, and the auras of the other two companions who were ambushing around the mine at the same time have also disappeared. They have obviously broken into the thunder curtain and chased the person just now.
"You know what to do!"
The giant left a cold sentence, and suddenly jumped up, heading towards the thunder curtain that was about to retract into the mouth of the well.
The old man named Du Liang escaped from death, his whole body soaked with cold sweat. He just stared blankly at the tattoo totem on the giant's skin that suddenly began to flow, and then the whole person broke into the thunder curtain.
Immediately after the shrinking thunder curtain, the barbarian giant inside shrank with it and shrank back into the well. The muffled "rumbling" sound went away from the bottom of the well until it finally disappeared.
It was only then that the old man trembled all over, as if he had just come back to his senses.
Looking around, he saw that there were only a few charred bodies left in the sect's forbidden area, and he couldn't help but feel sad and faintly regretful.
But then he didn't know what thoughts he had, and he turned around and walked outside, his steps becoming more and more determined.
Just after Taoist Miaohuang sank into Thunder Lake, a space portal opened above Thunder Swamp, and three figures stepped out.
The leader of the group has a handsome face, a vague aura, and wisps of spiritual light blooming around him, making him look like a heavenly being. He is none other than Yang Hongyuan, the most famous Array Spirit Immortal Master in the cultivation world today.
The remaining two people exuded a trace of pure Yang energy, they were Yang Shengdao and Yang Junshan who had just survived the thunder tribulation.
Yang Junshan was traveling abroad and was suddenly recalled by his ancestor. When he learned from his ancestor that his ancestor was going to take him to the wild, he was extremely excited.
By the way, apart from when I was a kid, this was the second time I took him to play with me besides Burning Heaven Clan.
It is said that when my ancestor was a child, he took his ancestors and others on trips every day.
Just when Yang Junshan was guessing what chance this was, he saw waves suddenly rising from the bottom of a lake in Thunder Swamp.
Suddenly, it turned into a thunder and lightning that wreaked havoc on the lake. As the water suddenly exploded, a figure suddenly appeared on the lake.
Taoist Miaohuang opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood mist, but it turned into a flash of red lightning before his eyes, and cursed in a low voice: "A big mess is going to happen now!"
After sensing the two rapid thunderstorm auras coming from the Thunder Well Passage, his expression changed again. Without any hesitation, he took out a purple-red communication jade talisman of the highest level.
"There's something going on in the mine, please come quickly for support!"
As Taoist Miaohuang's Dao Yuan surged, the purple-red jade talisman shot towards Zixiao Pavilion.
However, this jade talisman could not fly a thousand miles, but it was trapped by a black and yellow spiritual light falling from the sky. No matter how it rushed left and right, it could not break through the thin black and yellow spiritual light.
"Slow down, slow down, I can't let you go at this moment!"
Yang Hongyuan stretched out his hand and caught the black and yellow aura in mid-air.