Hong Kong comprehensive, catching tricks and becoming a fairy starts from the Museum of Meng Tricksters Chapter 243 The Xuantian Sect Who Doesn't Belong To This World!
Chapter 243 The Xuantian Sect Who Doesn't Belong To This World!
Chapter 243 The Xuantian Sect does not belong to this world! Innate creatures, five-color divine light!
That night.
The bright moon is high and the stars are dim.
It seemed that even this starry night scene had become a bit dimmer due to some kind of force.
Outside Hong Kong Island, there is an endless sea.
A strange island that looks completely black is suspended in this sea.
Looking around, there are pure white bones piled up randomly on the coast around this island.
This pile of strange bones is like a prison, sealing the entire island within it, and it is also like a large array of bones, sheltering the entire island.
Inside the island, a three-story tower full of classical decoration is standing in the center of the island.
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now.
It seemed that he was aware that a fellow man was approaching, so the bearded old man just breathed out for a minute. He immediately put away the pair of pinched hand seals and used the [Moonlight Mana] flowing all over his body.
It was taken back into the Dantian Xuanhai.
"Buzz."
Although Zhou Changqing felt doubtful in his heart, he still released the power of his soul and examined the reality of this sanatorium with such a rigorous attitude.
"Forget it, just guessing here has no meaning..."
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"The End of Dharma?"
This messy sound also woke up a figure in the study who was wearing a black suit and could not see the outline of his face.
Then, he flicked his right hand, and a little black aura popped out.
In the dark, the figure in a suit who was originally sitting at the desk suddenly flashed, as if he had crossed a distance of several meters in an instant, and suddenly appeared on the sandalwood bookshelf.
The simple sandalwood door had been blown into powder by some great magical power. Then, a cute girl wearing a colorful dress strode into the study.
It can only be said that no matter who is strong, in front of his daughter, they only have one common identity!
In the dark, a dreamlike bubble suddenly shattered on this mirror.
In an instant, when this colorful feather coat appeared in the world, the colorful brilliance was spinning continuously, and the feather coat was gorgeous, as if all the colors in the world were condensed into this feather coat.
Outside this nursing home.
The soul power released by this bearded old man could also clearly detect the existence of Zhou Changqing... However, now he is in a critical period of practicing the "Moonlight Breathing Technique", so he can only
While keeping an eye on Zhou Changqing, he speeded up the process of refining mana.
"That's it!"
"Tear."
After seeing the immeasurable magic power of Zhou Changqing, a descendant of Xuanmen, the bearded old man formed a seal with his hands and said politely: "Originally, I thought that in this world in the Age of Dharma End, there was no way to condense the [Benming Talisman Seal Script] of cultivation.
People never thought that today, I would meet a fellow Taoist who has the same cultivation level as me."
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"Click."
Ever since, after using this magic power to hide his figure, Zhou Changqing took a long stride and walked towards the door of a nursing home not far away with a curious look on his face.
Now, the scene that appears on this bearded old man is exactly the result of the practitioner's strength reaching a certain level, which will involuntarily cause the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the outside to converge on itself, thus causing this kind of spiritual abnormality.
"There is another descendant of Maoshan who seems to have lost his energy..."
Regarding this matter, Zhou Changqing did not think that it was just a coincidence. On the contrary, he felt that there must be something in it... some reason that he didn't know.
After confirming the cultivation level of the bearded old man in front of him, Zhou Changqing once again had a doubtful thought in his mind.
The nursing home in front of me looks like the courtyard layout of the 1990s, with blue bricks and tiles and wild grass covering the ground. It looks no different from an ordinary nursing home.
However.
In the far corner of the corridor, there is an old man with a beard sitting. The old man is sitting cross-legged, exhaling and inhaling, and he is constantly breathing towards the bright moon in the sky.
"Now, I will just wait for the day when my clan's plan succeeds."
"Until I crush that bad guy to ashes, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
At this moment, after Zhou Changqing witnessed the cultivation process of this bearded old man with his own eyes, he understood in his heart that the descendant of Maoshan whom he had detected before who seemed to have no true energy power was not without magic power, but because the other party was also a
He was a monk in the [Early Stage of the Third Realm], so he was unable to detect the strength of this bearded old man.
"Huh?"
In the Taoist Scriptures, it refers to the world beyond the small world.
Mana hides spirit.
Buzz!
This is also the reason why this type of strong people are called [Fifth Generation Strange People].
The broken crystal ball fragments were scattered on the bookshelf, causing a chaotic sound to appear in the quiet study room.
After a moment, the figure in a black suit suddenly emitted a bright five-color light. The colored light condensed and directly condensed a multi-colored feather coat on the other person's body.
"Well, if the kitten dies, it will die..."
That is, the identity of the bearded old man in front of me!
After all, Zhou Changqing once asked Feng Laosi, what is the situation in Maoshan today?
As a result, Feng Laosi directly told Zhou Changqing that the Maoshan inheritance is now spreading everywhere, but among them, the only Maoshan successor with the highest cultivation level is Feng Laosi!
"What secret is hidden in this? There are five descendants of Maoshan gathered in this sanatorium?"
This is the mystery of the magic power belonging to the [Third Realm] monks.
at the same time.
This was a topic that would have made any other father angry, but it made the figure in the suit feel helpless.
Immediately, I saw this figure slowly stretching out his right hand. The five slender fingers were glowing with a colorful divine light. He brushed against the pile of broken crystal balls on the bookshelf, bringing out a piece of evil light.
The cat’s soul mark…
It is hard to imagine that the words spoken by a cute and beautiful girl could be so cruel and cruel.
Buzz!
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Following the movement of the figure's hand, a flash of multicolored brilliance flashed across a floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror in the study room, and then, the soul mark containing the power of the vicious cat was swallowed up.
However, in this sanatorium, there are four old people who possess Maoshan Taoism.
"Daddy! Daddy!"
In the dark, the moonlight shrouding the bearded old man seemed to have lost some target. The moonlight dissipated, making all the visions of the bearded old man disappear into nothingness.
"Snapped!"
Before the figure could continue to mutter something, suddenly, a violent muffled sound came from the study.
Even this spell doesn't count.
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Standing in the woods outside this nursing home, Zhou Changqing squinted his eyes and looked at the nursing home in front of him thoughtfully.
"The five-color divine light returns to its origins."
So, who is this [Third Realm Monk] with Maoshan inheritance in front of Zhou Changqing?
Fangwai.
"Buzz."
"Moonlight Breathing Technique"!
This Maoshan practice method passed down from ancient times is exactly the unique technique of this bearded old man.
"How is it possible? The strength of the Maoshan lineage has been weakened to the extreme. How can there still be monks who can kill the cat demon?"
Thinking like this, Zhou Changqing's mind moved, and suddenly, a piece of crimson boundless Lihuo mana emerged from his body. With a flicker of the mana, it quickly filled his whole body and turned his figure into nothingness.
However.
After a moment, the bearded old man slowly opened his closed eyes. Suddenly, a bright moon seemed to appear in his eyes. The mysterious moon was releasing a breath that purified everything.
It seems that in the eyes of the figure in a suit, this unexpected appearance is not a bad thing for him, but an unexpected joy.
Whizzing!
Looking at the situation on the bookshelf in front of him, the figure in the suit couldn't help but make a curious sound.
Moonlight Spiritual Eyes!
At this moment, a feeling of curiosity appeared in Zhou Changqing's mind.
Tread.
"It also saves me the trouble of thinking here and not figuring out the reason..."
Zhou Changqing crossed the guest hall of the sanatorium and came to the interior of the sanatorium.
But he didn't know that in this short period of time, he had already been chanted by a top strong man.
This is when a practitioner reaches a state of great success in cultivating a skill, some of his body organs will resonate with the power of this skill, which will transform these body organs into some organs containing extraordinary power.
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However, there is no doubt that this small method is completely superior to many ordinary "eyesight tricks" and "invisibility tricks".
In Buddhist scriptures, it refers to the pure land beyond the mortal world.
The monks can use this third-level mana to cover their whole body, their aura, and their true appearance.
In the world of cultivation, monks with high cultivation levels can detect any monks with lower cultivation levels than themselves.
As soon as this cute girl entered the study, a crisp sound like an oriole was already echoing in the study.
"A little trick I deployed casually back then was actually killed by someone?"
Immediately afterwards, on the floor-standing mirror made of bronze, Zhou Changqing showed up using the "World in His Sleeves" to swallow the remaining soul of the vicious cat. Then, he used the "Thunder in the Palm" to kill the evil cat with one palm.
The scene where the ferocious cat's body was blown to pieces.
Soon.
After all, how could a reputable Immortal God and the Great Sage, who possesses the innate magical power of [Five-Color Divine Light], be unable to predict a mere monk?
"That's all, anyway, the series of games I designed are more than these. The destruction of Maoshan will be a matter of time..."
However, if what this figure said were spread to the outside world, other gods would probably regard it as a joke.
The world is huge, but it's still not as big as my own daughter!
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This is what makes Zhou Changqing feel most confused.
The magic power is mysterious and unparalleled.
Daughter slave!
In the blink of an eye, the great sage had forgotten Zhou Changqing's killing of the ferocious cat and the planning of Maoshan's destiny. Now he was worrying about how to deceive his daughter...
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"Fangwai monk?"
"Thunder in the palm, isn't this a unique skill of the Maoshan Zhang family? Is it possible? This generation's descendant of the Maoshan Zhang family is this young man?"
"This giant gluttonous mouth? Why does it look so much like the demon clan's heaven-swallowing magical power?"
In the dark, the wisps of moonlight falling in the corridor were converging on the bearded old man. It looked like he was wearing a moonlight gauze dress for him.
After all, a normal cultivator would definitely not call himself a monk from outside the country.
At this moment, for the first time, a tone similar to doubt appeared in the figure's voice.
"That's it!"
In this tall black tower, on the first floor, in a certain study room.
"It would be better for me to go to this sanatorium in person and ask these descendants of Maoshan..."
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Practice vision!
"It's strange. I calculated before that the descendant of this generation of Maoshan Zhang family is not a young man, but an old man in his fifties? Is it possible? My divination skills have deteriorated? Even ordinary people can do it.
Wrong calculation?"
Listening to what the bearded old man said, Zhou Changqing was stunned for a moment. Then, he seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the other person curiously and said tentatively: "You mean, you are not from this world.
A practitioner? Are you from another world?"
There are also some patients who stay in a room in the corridor and watch the dramas shown in the room.
Wow.
For a moment, the doubts that emerged in Zhou Changqing's mind not only did not weaken at all, but actually became stronger.
That's when Zhou Changqing approached.
Therefore, Zhou Changqing instantly realized that the bearded old man named after "Fang Wai" was probably not a practitioner of this world (this era).
Just after this vicious cat was killed by Zhou Changqing using "Thunder Palm", in the study, on a sandalwood bookshelf with two, two, and three crystal balls, one of the crystals was engraved with the shadow of the vicious cat.
The ball suddenly clicked, and then the crystal ball suddenly shattered.
On this floor-to-ceiling mirror made of bronze, water waves rippled and vortices emerged on the mirror surface. It was as if this vortex of water waves was connected to a certain time and space. Soon, scenes of light and shadow appeared on the mirror surface.
However, if there are two monks with the same cultivation level, then they will only detect that each other is an ordinary person, unless they burst out each other's magic power, then only in this way can they know each other's strength.
"Mana? This old man is a monk in the [Third Realm]?"
Generally speaking, a Taoist priest who has reached the "Great Perfection of Qi Training" will have this kind of practice vision when they practice.
At this moment, at the door of the study room.
"I just sensed that the little kitten is dead. Daddy, I want to go out and help that little kitten get revenge."
"Let me see, which interesting little guy is it that ruined my plan?"
This is some wonderful use of third-level magic power.
If we include the runaway Mr. Zhang, then there are five descendants of Maoshan in this sanatorium.
"Two descendants of Maoshan [Qi Lian Xiao Zhoutian]..."
No matter where he is, as long as there is a place with this bright moon hanging high, he can absorb enough moonlight power, so that the lotus becomes a wisp of [moonlight magic power]!
Moonlight mana!
The sound was like someone slamming open the door.
At this moment, the interior of the sanatorium is a corridor similar to a courtyard. In the corridor, there are several patients wearing white hospital uniforms, walking along the corridor with the support of medical workers.
"A descendant of Maoshan in [the realm of Naqi]..."
At this moment, Zhou Changqing had arrived outside this nursing home.
"Fangwai monk, I have met fellow Taoist."
"Snapped!"
This great sage and strong man who can control the three realms, now, facing this most beloved girl, he can only lower his head and comfort him in a good voice.
"My dear daughter, daddy has found a new pet for you. What do you think of a colorful python?"
As a result, any ordinary people will not be able to see the third-level monks who use magic power to hide their figures.
Of course.
Whether it is correct or not depends on the answer given by the bearded old man.
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PS: Can you guys guess who this old man with a beard is? As a reminder, he is the orthodox descendant of Xuanmen... and it is also from a movie.