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.
To be continued...