Above these various flying objects, a huge mirage hangs horizontally in the sky like a blurry picture scroll.
In the scroll, there are mountains, water, pavilions, flowers, birds and animals, which look lifelike, but not realistic, like a dream.
After Zhenmo Ancient City arrived here, a huge wave of flames swept over the sky from the southeast sky.
Phew...
A roar came from the flames.
Then the flames subsided, and a huge bird with a flaming body swooped down from the sky, like a flaming meteor.
"Nanzhou's Nanminglique is the sacred bird of Nanzhou's Suzaku Sect."
At the same time, a bolt of thunder pierced the sky, like a bolt from the blue, making everyone's hearts skip a beat, while the seniors frowned.
A huge thundering halberd soared into the sky and blasted into the sea below, setting off a huge wave. In the center of the huge wave, at the end of the halberd, a group of people were shaken unconscious.
Loud laughter came from the crowd, "Long time no see, everyone. I miss you so much!"
Someone stretched out his hand and waved, and a thunder-wrapped flying sword appeared, taking the shocked juniors with the thunder flying sword and floating into the air.
"As expected of a monk from Leizhou, even the way he appears is so wild and unruly."
"I'm sorry!"
A middle-aged man with a bare upper body and thick black hair stretched out his hand to pull out the huge iron halberd from the sea and jumped into the air.
"Is everyone here? Let's get started!"
A middle-aged Taoist priest in rich clothes and a high crown stood at the tip of the giant sword, looking at the secret realm that had appeared in the sky like a mirage, and said lightly: "Wait a moment!"
"Are you waiting for us? I'm so sorry! We weren't late!"
"You're so sentimental!" someone snorted.
In the distance, a large red cauldron swayed slowly in the wind. At the edge of the cauldron, there were many figures standing, with a look of arrogance on their faces, which was different from the unruliness of the Leizhou monks.
It has to be said that the nerves of those young monks in Leizhou are indeed extraordinary. Being messed with like that by that middle-aged man would have long ago made someone like Wen Liang so embarrassed that he couldn't hold his head up.
However, after the expressions of the young monks in Leizhou stabilized, they could not hide their seemingly natural unruliness, and they looked at people with an aggressive attitude.
Kan Zhiren transmitted the message: "That is the God of Fire Cauldron in Tianyan Valley, which is as famous as the God of Medicine Cauldron in our Changqing Valley. However, although Tianyan Valley is famous for its medicinal pills in Luozhou, their behavior is more domineering and arrogant.
, which means to show self-respect."
Wen Liang laughed when he heard this, "Everyone knows that Tianyan Valley in Luozhou also makes alchemy. You, Changqing Valley, are jealous of their peers. Are you sure you didn't mean to slander them?"
When Kan Zhiren heard this, his face turned red and he said, "I don't even bother to do this kind of thing!"
Jun Buqi patted him on the shoulder, "Don't mind, A Liang was just joking, there was no harm in it. In fact, I don't have a good impression of Tianyan Valley either. Although Luozhou is not closer than the three southwest states,
But it’s definitely not the farthest. They’ve come from other places, but they pressed the time to show up. It’s obviously intentional. This Luozhou monk is a bit bloated!”
Kan Zhiren took a breath and said: "Luozhou Tianyan Valley and Shenyang Sect almost wear the same pants, which makes the other six sects a little breathless, but they don't dare to offend too much. Looking at the situation now, it is probably
It means joining first if you can’t beat them.”
"I guess they all have their own secrets! In fact, everyone is almost like this. On the surface, the monks in each state are joining forces, but whether this is actually the case, who knows!"
Jun Buqi shook his head slightly, "But although you don't know how to be funny, you are a good and upright person. Just like my senior brother Mo, you are a trustworthy person. If you need anything in the future, please report to me."
Wen Liang, Mo Changgeng:......
Is it really okay for someone with the lowest cultivation level in Qingxuan Sect to say this?
Jun Buqi glanced at them sideways, as if to say: What are you looking at? I am teaching you how to brag and do diplomacy, understand?
Applaud if you understand!
The two of them rolled their eyes secretly and looked at Kan Zhiren, only to find that this guy was nodding his head shyly. It looked like he actually took it seriously.
Is it so easy to cheat?
Wen Liang twisted his neck unconsciously, as if he was ready to find someone to experiment on.
At this moment, an old monk with a beard...oh, no hair, a white beard and eyebrows, about three feet long, with a ring scar on his head, holding a golden bowl, and looked a bit like the old Fahai stood up.
, raised one hand in front of his chest, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and said: "The Poor Monk Fadu, all donors, since everyone has gathered, let's start!"
The old monk Fadu looks very peaceful, but he does things neatly and neatly.
Hearing this, the others also nodded slightly, as if they didn't want to communicate more with those Luozhou people, which made the middle-aged man headed by Luozhou look unhappy.
Nine figures rose into the air, pinching the seals with their fingers, and mysterious lights flew up, hitting the mirage in the sky that looked a little blurry.
In the middle of the scroll, a crack slowly opened, and the landscape inside suddenly came to life, and you could even hear the sounds of birds and beasts inside.
Jun Buqi's voice came from Yin Xuechu's voice in their sea of consciousness, "After the gap stabilizes, you will enter one after another. There is no need to fight. Most of the positions you enter are random. This is inside the Zenith Secret Realm."
It is determined by the rules of heaven and earth. So after entering it, you must be careful. In addition to meeting people from the same sect, you must also be careful when meeting other familiar people, and do not trust outsiders easily."
After a pause, he continued: "In addition, don't trust the monks from these three major states, Luozhou, Beizhou, and Dongzhou. You have also seen the temperament of the monks in Luozhou; Beizhou used to be the followers of the Demon Sect.
In the most developed place, even they themselves don’t trust their own people very much; as for Dongzhou, there are monsters over there, and the people of the monsters can’t be trusted either. On the contrary, the Leizhou monks seem untrustworthy, but in fact they are better than the monks from other states.
More aboveboard.”
Under Yin Xuechu's earnest teachings, the crack gradually expanded, and then slowly stabilized. Runes were wrapped around the edge of the crack, supporting the crack.
"You only have one month, estimate the time yourself, and would rather come out early than stay inside, otherwise we will have to pick you up in a few months."
Someone spoke loudly to the juniors in the sect, with ardent expectations in their words.
Jun Buqi sent a message to Wen Liang, Mo Changgeng, and newcomer Kan Zhiren, "We agreed on a secret code. If we meet each other, we will exchange the secret code."
"Senior brother, what code do you use? The king of heaven covers the tiger of the earth?"