For ordinary people outside the Summer Palace, the atmosphere rising in the palace on this day was like three pillars of miracles that reached the sky and the earth. Those were mysterious, wonderful, powerful, or mysterious.
Unpredictable and straightforward, it was presented in front of them, allowing them to truly experience for the first time in their lives what the atmosphere of immortality is, and at the same time, they also deeply understood what it means to be separated from the world forever.
But for the monks on the altar of the Summer Palace, three unusual phenomena occurred simultaneously, and the scene of a spiritual energy storm raging between the sky and the earth was, in their opinion, the most wonderful thing in the world.
The place of immortality.
Inside and outside the mandala, except for the monks in the lower three realms who could only feast their eyes on it, the strong men in the middle three realms, especially the casual cultivators in the family, were all immersed in such a once-in-a-lifetime discussion scene, and each one did not hesitate to spend money to encourage his true self.
Qi Qu coincides with the visions of the Taoist evolution of the three powerful men in the upper three realms. Some even used restorative elixirs that might save lives at certain critical moments.
It can be seen how precious the matter of Taoist fate is to cultivators.
And the disciples of the sect, who have strong men from the upper three realms sitting at their command and a systematic monastic system, have huge natural advantages over small and medium-sized families or casual cultivators.
Just when all the monks in the altar were immersed in the vision of the three separate altars, Ling Anzi, the headmaster of the Golden Sword Sect, stood up suddenly on the high platform in front of the temple. Without any sound or light effect, he took a step forward.
In mid-air, he took two steps and landed on the nearest altar. Until now, except for the people on the high platform in front of the hall, few people in the audience noticed his movements.
Ling Anzi didn't care at all, his golden Taoist robe was moving with the wind, and the bright lightning cloud patterns in it seemed to be alive, shining brightly in the sunlight.
In fact, he didn't look at anyone inside or outside the stadium at all. He just looked sideways at the sun that was gradually rising in the east and giving off some dazzling light, and then looked up at the sky above.
After a while, there were streams of almost solid red fire, dragging long tail flames and falling from a very high altitude above the Summer Palace!
At first, those light spots were just weak lights. Gradually, they took on a scene that shocked the world, as if a meteor shower fell over the Summer Palace!
By this time, not only the surroundings of the altar, but also most of Xingcheng had seen this scene clearly. No matter the dignitaries or the traffickers, they all cried out in horror at this moment.
Ling Anzi didn't care, he just laughed and raised his right hand to grab the sky!
He grabbed all the endless rain of fire and gathered it into a rainbow of red flames. The rainbow curved and rolled, and finally turned into a giant bird with wings spread over the altar that was more than a hundred feet wide!!
The giant bird was full of fire, as red as gold, with three legs like wood, and a tail like a flower. It was so majestic between heaven and earth that it suppressed the three Xianyouzi on the other side and the other three people in the altar were dwarfed by 30%!
It was actually a three-legged golden crow phantom formed by condensation of Yang Fire!!
The monks around the altar were in an uproar. After a long time, a stream of water attribute energy shot from bottom to top like an arrow towards the Golden Crow. However, before the water energy could touch the Golden Crow, it was suppressed by the intense fire energy around the Golden Crow.
It dispersed and turned into a stream of water vapor.
Dissipate without form...!
All the monks on the altar turned their attention to the flaming golden crow in the sky, and there were endless voices of shock and admiration. Not many people noticed that on the high platform in front of the hall, Zhong Shuye, the head of Tingfeng Pavilion, and Wan Qingsi, the head of Xiaoyao Valley,
They all moved together, and when they appeared again, they had already occupied a separate altar.
Zhong Shuye stood with her robes fluttering and her hands behind her back, her silken hair holding a pet animal in her arms, like a fairy.
The two looked at each other and each took action.
I saw Zhong Shuye waving his sleeves lightly, not looking at the sky, and a golden talisman appeared in the sky high in the air. The talisman stood in the void, like a gold monument. The monument was thick and golden,
Flickering, one after another, thick and thin, mysterious and extreme brush strokes, written slowly from top to bottom, without being impatient or impatient, just like a Taoist master expounding the principles of the Tao.
Until a certain moment, the moment before people's eyes can hardly bear the brilliance, the strokes are finished.
In an instant, all the golden light converged, and together with the substantial golden talisman tablet from the previous moment, it shrank into a light spot in the center, and then suddenly exploded, and the golden light turned into a golden net, which was directly trapped in the sky.
The phantom of an extremely huge and golden beast!
The ferocious beast looks like a tiger, but it has nine tails, swinging endlessly, standing in the void, with the faint sound of wind and thunder accompanying it.
It’s actually Lu Wu’s shadow!!
On the other side, Wan Qingsi was not inferior. She just raised her right hand that was caressing the pet and flicked it towards the sky. A bright blue bullet that was shaped like a water drop and like a gem shot towards the sky in the blink of an eye.
After a while, it disappeared into the sky.
But just when everyone thought that Wan Qingsi's shot was just a false move with no practical significance, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky!
It seems that there is a water-colored sky curtain high in the sky that ordinary people cannot see, and that drop of water just hits it and stirs up waves. Countless blue water droplets appear little by little in the sky above the Summer Palace, which is out of reach.
!
At first, the light spots were almost invisible under the background of the blue sky. But as the number of those light spots increased, the points connected into lines, and the lines became surfaces, gradually forming a water-colored vortex, as if one side was about to open.
The door to another world brought a huge shock to all the spectators.
Then, as if it confirmed everyone's suspicions, a translucent dragon claw formed by water vapor slowly poked out from the whirlpool. With just one click, it seemed to press on everyone's heart.
It usually makes people’s heartbeats stop!
Then came a huge head, then a slender body and a long tail. It had fish gills and a snake tail, one horn and four legs. As it swam high in the sky, the wind and clouds stirred.
But after seeing its full picture clearly, the inexplicable feeling of horror in the hearts of the monks watching the ceremony on the altar was relieved a lot.
Because this is an ancient dragon, although its momentum is extraordinary!
While most of the monks were still looking up at the sky, dumbfounded by the three huge ancient demon spirit spirits, some people had already set their sights on the high platform in front of the temple, where the only one among the four sect heads was now
Still on the sitting Cangyan Headmaster Qimingzi.
Because everyone knows that this gray-robed Taoist priest who has not been down the mountain for decades on Cangyan Mountain and looks like a dragon with long white eyebrows is the number one person in Southwestern Hanzhou who is said to have extraordinary strength and has reached an unfathomable level of cultivation.
He is a legendary figure who killed a real demon decades ago.
But when people went to see him, they discovered that this expressionless old man had no longer closed his eyes to meditate.
A pair of seemingly turbid eyes were not looking at any vision in the sky or on the earth.