Hong Kong TV series, catching ghosts and becoming immortals starts from Meng Wei Chao Hall Chapter 242 The Xuantian Sect does not belong to this world! Innate creatures, five-color divine light!
Chapter 242 The Xuantian Sect does not belong to this world! Innate creatures, five-color divine light!
It’s night. Gambling
The bright moon hangs high and the stars are dim.
It seems that even this starry night scene has become a little darker due to some kind of power.
Beyond 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 inside, 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. Gambling
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At this moment.
In this tall black tower, on the first floor, in a study room.
"Kacha."
Just after this vicious cat was killed by Zhou Changqing using "Palm Thunder", in the study room, there was a sandalwood bookshelf with two, two, and three crystal balls, one of which was engraved with the shadow of the vicious cat.
, suddenly there was a "kacha" sound, and then, the crystal ball suddenly shattered.
Wow.
The fragments of the broken crystal ball were scattered on the bookshelf, causing a chaotic sound to appear in the quiet study. Gambling
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.
Whoosh!
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.
"A little trick I deployed casually back then was actually killed by someone?"
"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?"
Looking at the situation on the bookshelf in front of him, the figure in the suit couldn't help but make a curious sound.
It seems that in the eyes of this man in a suit, this unexpected appearance is not a bad thing for him, but an unexpected happy event. Gamble
"That's it!"
"That's it!"
"Let me see, which interesting little guy is it that ruined my plan?"
After a moment, the figure in a black suit suddenly burst into bright five-color light. The colored light condensed and directly condensed a multi-colored feather coat on the other person's body.
Buzz!
In an instant, when this colorful feather coat appeared in the world, the colorful brilliance was spinning endlessly, and the feather coat was gorgeous, as if all the colors in the world were condensed into this feather coat.
"Five-color divine light, return to origin." Bet
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...
Then, with a flick of his right hand, a little black aura popped out.
Following the movement of the figure's hand, a flash of colorful brilliance flashed across a floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror in the study room, and then, the soul mark containing the power of the fierce cat was swallowed up.<
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Buzz!
On this floor-to-ceiling mirror made of bronze, water ripples and vortexes appear on the mirror surface, as if this vortex of water waves is connected to a certain time and space. Soon, scenes of light and shadow emerge on the mirror surface.
"Pa!"
In the dark, a dreamlike bubble suddenly shattered on this mirror. Gambling
Immediately afterwards, on the floor-standing mirror made of bronze, Zhou Changqing showed up using "The Universe in His Sleeves, Devouring the Remaining Soul of the Ferocious Cat", and then, he performed the "Thunder in the Palm," killing the fierce cat with one palm.
The scene of the body being blown to pieces.
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"Huh?"
"This giant gluttonous mouth? Why does it look so much like the demon clan's sky-swallowing magical power?"
"Thunder in the palm, isn't this a unique skill of the Maoshan Zhang family? Is it possible? The descendant of this generation of the Maoshan Zhang family is this young man?"
"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?"
At this moment, for the first time, a tone similar to doubt appeared in this figure's voice. Bet
However, if what this figure said were spread to the outside world, I am afraid that other gods would regard it as a joke.
After all, how could it be possible that a majestic immortal saint with five-color divine light and innate supernatural powers could not 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..."
"Now, I will just wait for the day when my clan's plan succeeds."
"Pa!"
Before the figure could continue mumbling about something, suddenly, a violent muffled sound came from the study.
This sound is like someone slamming open the door. Bet
At this moment, at the door of the study.
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. p>
As soon as this cute girl entered the study room, a crisp sound like an oriole was already echoing in the study room.
"Daddy! Daddy!"
"I just sensed that the little kitten is dead. Daddy, I want to go out and help that little kitten get revenge."
"Until I crush that bad guy to ashes, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
It is hard to imagine that the words spoken by a cute and beautiful girl could be so cruel and cruel. Bet
However.
This is a topic that would make other fathers angry, but it makes this figure in a suit feel helpless.
"Well, if the kitten dies, it will die..."
"My dear daughter, Daddy has found a new pet for you. What do you think of a colorful python?"
This great sage and strong man who can conquer the three realms, now, facing this most beloved daughter, he can only lower his head and comfort him in a good voice.
It can only be said that no matter who is strong, in front of his daughter, they only have one common identity!
Daughter slave! Gambling
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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The world is huge, but it’s still not as big as my own daughter!
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At this moment, Zhou Changqing has arrived outside this nursing home.
But he didn't know that in this short period of time, he had already been spoken to by a top powerhouse.
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Gambling outside this sanatorium
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 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 this sanatorium, there are four old people who possess Maoshan Taoism.
This is what makes Zhou Changqing feel most confused.
If you include the runaway Mr. Zhang, then there are five descendants of Maoshan in this sanatorium.
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.
"Buzz." Bet
Although Zhou Changqing felt doubtful in his heart, he still released the power of his soul and examined the reality of this nursing home with such a rigorous attitude.
"A descendant of Maoshan who is in the realm of accepting Qi..."
"Two descendants of Maoshan who practiced qi, Xiao Zhou Tian]..."
"There is another descendant of Maoshan who seems to have lost his true energy..."
"What secret is hidden in this? There are five descendants of Maoshan gathered in this sanatorium?"
For a moment, the doubts that emerged in Zhou Changqing's mind not only did not weaken at all, but actually became stronger.
"Forget it, just guessing here has no meaning..." Gambling
"It would be better for me to go to this sanatorium in person and ask these descendants of Maoshan..."
"It saves me the trouble of thinking here and wondering why..."
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. p>
The magic power is mysterious and unparalleled.
The monks can use this third-level mana to cover their whole body, their aura, and their true colors.
As a result, any ordinary people will not be able to see the third-level monks who use magic power to hide their figures.
This is some magical use of third-level mana. Gambling
Not even this spell counts.
However, there is no doubt that this small method can completely defeat many ordinary "eyesight tricks and invisibility techniques."
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Ta Ta.
Ever since, after using this magic power to hide his figure, Zhou Changqing took a long step and walked toward the door of a nursing home not far away with a curious look on his face.
Soon.
Zhou Changqing crossed the guest hall of the sanatorium and came to the interior of the sanatorium. Gambling
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.
There are also some patients who stay in a room in the corridor and watch the dramas shown in the room.
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.
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.
Practice vision!
Now, what is happening to this bearded old man is that when a practitioner reaches a certain level of strength, he will involuntarily cause the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the outside to converge on him, thus causing this kind of strange vision of practice. Gamble
Generally speaking, a Taoist priest who has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Training will have this kind of practice vision when they practice.
This is also the reason why this type of strong people are called the Five Generations Wonderful People.
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That's when Zhou Changqing approached.
The soul power released by this bearded old man also clearly detected the existence of Zhou Changqing... However, now he is in a critical period of practicing the "Moonlight Breathing Technique", so he can only do it on one side.
He was on guard against Zhou Changqing while speeding up the process of refining mana.
"Moonlight Breathing Technique!
This Maoshan practice method passed down from ancient times is exactly the unique technique of this old man with a beard. Gambling
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!
"Magic power? This old man is a monk in the third realm?"
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.
In the world of cultivation, monks with high cultivation levels can detect any monks with lower cultivation levels than themselves.
However, if they are two monks with the same cultivation level, then they will only detect that each other is an ordinary person, unless they burst out their magic power from each other, then only in this way can they know each other's strength.
Mana hidden spirit. Gambling
This is the secret of the magic power of the monks who belong to the third realm.
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.
That is, the identity of the bearded old man in front of you!
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!
So, who is this third-level monk with Maoshan inheritance in front of Zhou Changqing?
.........Gamble
At the same time.
It seemed that he was aware that a fellow person was approaching, so the bearded old man just breathed for a minute. He immediately put away the pair of pinched hand seals and gave away the moonlight mana flowing all over his body.
Taken back into Dantian Xuanhai.
"Buzzing."
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.
"Tear."
After a moment, the bearded old man slowly opened his closed eyes. Suddenly, there seemed to be a bright moon emerging in his eyes. The mysterious moon was releasing a breath that purified everything.<
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Yuehua Spiritual Eyes! Gambling
This is when a practitioner cultivates a skill to the state of great success. 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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"Fangwai monk, I have met fellow Taoist."
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 Ending Dharma, there were no Taoists who could condense the life talisman seals."
, but I never thought that today, I would meet a fellow Taoist who has the same cultivation level as me."
"Fangwai monk?"
"The End of Dharma?"
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?"
At this moment, a feeling of curiosity appeared in Zhou Changqing's mind. Gambling
After all, a normal cultivator would definitely not call himself a monk from outside the country.
Fangwai.
In the Taoist Scriptures, it refers to the world beyond the small world.
According to Buddhist scriptures, it refers to the pure land beyond the mortal world.
Therefore, for this bearded old man named after Fang Wai, Zhou Changqing instantly realized that he was probably not a practitioner of this world and era.
Of course.
Whether it is correct or not depends on the answer given by the bearded old man. Bet
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p: Can you guess who this old man with a beard is? As a reminder, he is the orthodox descendant of Xuanmen...it is also from a movie.