"What? Could it be that these two fellow Taoists recognize the person in front of them?" Mrs. He frowned and asked coldly towards the two of them.
Yun Xuzi and the Smiling Monk looked at each other, both showing a wry smile. The Smiling Monk pointed to the big-eared monk on the right and spoke first:
"How could you not recognize him? The man on the right is my fellow monk, named Huizhi!"
"What? Why is he here!" Mrs. Crane looked in disbelief, and the others also looked at the smiling monk with puzzled faces.
"I don't know about this monk, but Brother Huizhi is one of the first group of monks to enter the secret realm here to explore."
"good!"
Yun Xuzi also added: "As far as I know, the man in the middle is named Xu, and he is an old friend of mine. He also participated in the exploration of this secret realm back then. But as everyone knows, all the people back then were buried here.
, only one person escaped and ascended to heaven, and I have no idea why he knelt here."
"No matter what twists and turns there are, I don't think these three people are necessarily the three people everyone knew before." Li Zheng, a sick scholar, suddenly interjected from the side.
After everyone heard what he said, they all looked towards the opposite side.
I saw the three people standing there with dull eyes. They saw everyone talking incessantly. Instead of reacting at all, they stood with their hands down, looking indifferent.
"Could it be that someone has captured the soul? Or is it that someone has sealed the consciousness?" Madam Crane said with confusion on her face.
However, before she could say anything else, one of the three people suddenly stretched out his right index finger and pointed it towards the crowd.
Under this instruction, circles of ripples visible to the naked eye suddenly arose in mid-air, and at the same time, a heart-stopping pressure instantly fell on everyone. Above everyone, that suffocating finger seemed to emerge,
It will fall on my chest in the next second.
"Jindan Zhenren!"
I don't know who shouted first. Everyone looked at each other in shock, and they all saw a look of despair in each other's eyes.
At this time, the cultivation auras of the three people opposite have been revealed without reservation, and they are all Jindan monks!
The next second, everyone felt as if their chests had been hit hard, and they all flew backwards like kites that had lost their strings.
"Bang!"
Liang Yan's back hit the stone wall, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood. His aura quickly weakened. He struggled to sit up and looked around. He saw that the foundation-building monks were even taller than him.
It was so unbearable that everyone was lying on the ground, unable to even sit up.
"This is impossible! Senior Brother Huizhi was only at the peak of foundation building. How can he condense the golden elixir in just ten years!" The smiling monk said with disbelief as he lay on the ground.
"Yes, I'm afraid these people are no longer the Taoist friends we knew before. They should be controlled by the magical powers left by the owner of this place. I think back then, Xu Daoyou was only in the late stage of foundation building, but now he actually has such magical powers. It seems that this place
The strength of the person buried is extraordinary." Yun Xuzi also said with a serious face.
In fact, not only the Smiling Monk and Yun Xuzi, but also Liang Yan were filled with surprise.
You must know how rare Jindan Zhenren is. Even Yixing Pavilion, a Confucian sect known as the number one in Zhao country, can't have more than two hands. But there are three people here at the same time. This kind of power is all outside.
The foundation of a sect should not be taken lightly.
Just when everyone was exhausted on the ground, the monk named Xu in the middle withdrew his magical power and stood there without taking any further action.
Everyone in the venue secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. Just when they were each using their exercises to repair the injuries in their bodies, the big-eared monk named Huizhi on the right moved again.
He flicked his big sleeve and stretched out a palm as white as jade, and a seven-color vortex gathered in his palm.
Everyone saw the strange vision coming up again, and all of them had their hearts in their throats. However, they had been injured by the monk named Xu before, and they were currently practicing martial arts to heal their injuries, and could not muster any spiritual power to deal with the trouble at hand.
I saw the colorful vortex spinning faster and faster, and suddenly a huge suction force emerged out of thin air. Everyone flew up from the ground, like leaves in the wind, spiraling towards the center of the vortex involuntarily.
Liang Yan was shocked, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape the fate of being sucked away.
As everyone got closer and closer to the center of the vortex, their bodies quickly became smaller, and finally they all merged into the center of the vortex and condensed into a colorful ball of light.
At this time, the place was empty, and there was not a single outside monk!
The big-eared monk held up the colorful ball in his hand with an expressionless expression, and seemed to look at it for a moment. Then he waved his right hand and saw that the colorful ball was divided into seven, turning into gold, green, blue, red, yellow, and black.
White seven colors of streamer.
This seven-colored stream of light flickered in the air, and then instantly disappeared into the portrait on the wall behind it, completely disappearing.