Hong Kong comprehensive, catching tricks and becoming a fairy starts from the tricky house

Chapter 243 The Xuantian Sect Does Not Belong To This World!Congenital creatures, five-color divine light!
That night.

The bright moon hangs high and the stars dim.

It seems that even this starry night scene has become a bit dim because of some kind of power.

Beyond Hong Kong Island, in an endless sea.

A strange island that looks completely black is floating in this sea.

Looking around, white bones are piled up randomly on the coast around this island.

This pile of strange bones is like a prison, sealing the entire island in it, and like a large array of bones, sheltering the entire island.

Inside the island, a three-story tower full of classical decoration stands in the center of the island.

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now.

In this tall black tower, on the first floor, in a certain study room.

"Crack."

Just after this fierce cat was killed by Zhou Changqing with "Thunder in the Palm of the Palm", in the study, on a sandalwood bookshelf with two, two, three, three crystal balls, one of the crystals was engraved with the phantom of the fierce cat. The ball suddenly 'clicked', and then, the crystal ball suddenly shattered.

wow.

The fragments of the broken crystal ball fell on the bookshelf, causing a chaotic sound to reappear in the quiet study room.

This chaotic sound also woke up a figure in the study who was wearing a black suit and couldn't see the outline of his face clearly.

Whizzing!

In the middle of nowhere, the figure in a suit who was still sitting by the desk suddenly flashed, as if he had crossed a distance of several meters in an instant, and appeared on the sandalwood bookshelf.

"A small trick that I arranged casually back then, was actually killed by someone?"

"How is it possible? The Maoshan lineage has been weakened to the extreme. How can there be monks who can kill cat demons?"

Looking at the situation on the bookshelf in front of him, the figure in the suit couldn't help but let out a curious voice.

It seems that in the eyes of the figure in the suit, this unexpected appearance is not a bad thing for him, but an unexpected happy event.

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

"Just let me see, which funny little guy is it that ruined my plan?"

A moment later, the figure in a black suit suddenly burst into a bright five-colored light all over his body. The colored light condensed and directly condensed a five-colored feather coat on the opponent's body.

Buzz!

All of a sudden, when this colorful feather coat was revealed in this world, the colorful brilliance was running continuously, and the feather coat was gorgeous, as if all the colors in the world were condensed in this one feather coat.

"Five-color divine light, return to the original."

Immediately, I saw this figure slowly stretching out his right hand. The five slender fingers were glowing with a multicolored divine light. They swiped from the pile of broken crystal balls on the bookshelf, bringing out a piece of evil spirit. The imprint of the cat's soul...

Then, with a flick of his right hand, a little black breath popped out.

Accompanied by the movements in the figure's hand, in the study room, a smear of multicolored brilliance flashed on a bronze-colored floor-to-ceiling mirror, and then, it swallowed up the soul imprint that contained the power of a fierce cat.

Buzz!

On this floor-to-ceiling mirror made of bronze, water ripples and vortices emerge on the surface of the mirror, as if a certain time and space are linked in this vortex of water waves. Soon, scenes of light and shadow emerge on this mirror surface.

"Snapped!"

In the dark, a dreamlike bubble suddenly shattered on this mirror.

Immediately afterwards, on the floor-to-ceiling mirror made of bronze, it appeared that Zhou Changqing used "The Universe in the Sleeves" to devour the remnant soul of the fierce cat, and then he used the "Thunder in the Palm of the Palm" to smash the The scene where the cat's body was blasted into pieces.

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"what?"

"This gluttonous mouth? Why is it so similar to the demon clan's heaven-swallowing supernatural power?"

"Zhang Xinlei, isn't this the unique skill of the Maoshan Zhang family? Is it possible? This generation of Maoshan Zhang family heir is this young man?"

"It's strange. I did the calculations at the beginning. The descendant of the Zhang family of Maoshan in this generation is not a young man, but an old man in his 50s? Is it possible? My divination skills have regressed? Even ordinary people can do divination. Is it a mistake?"

At this moment, for the first time, there was a tone of doubt in the voice of this figure.

However, if this figure's words spread to the outside world, I'm afraid it will be taken as a joke by other gods.

After all, how could it be possible that a majestic and imposing Immortal God and Great Sage who possessed the [Five-color Divine Light] innate supernatural powers could not predict a mere monk?
"Forget it, anyway, the chains I designed are not limited to these, the destruction of Maoshan will happen sooner or later..."

"Now, I will just wait for the day when my family's plan is successful."

"Snapped!"

Before the figure could continue muttering something, suddenly, a loud muffled sound came from the study.

The sound was like someone slamming the door open.

At this moment, at the door of the study.

That quaint sandalwood door had already been pulverized by some kind of immense mana power, and then, a cute girl in a multicolored dress strode into the study with big strides.

The cute girl had just entered this study, and that clear voice like an oriole had already echoed in this study.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

"I just sensed that the kitten is dead, Daddy, I want to go out and help that kitten get revenge."

"If you don't crush that bad guy, it will be hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

It's hard to imagine that the words spoken by a cute looking girl are so cruel and vicious.

however.

This topic, which would be enough to make him angry if it were any other father, made the figure in the suit a little helpless.

"Well, the kitten will die when it dies..."

"My dear girl, Daddy has found you a new pet. Look, how about a colorful boa constrictor?"

This great sage strong enough to rule the three worlds, now, facing this most beloved girl, he can only lower his head and comfort him in a good voice.

It can only be said that no matter it is any strong person, but in front of their daughter, they only have one common identity left!

Daughter slave!
In the blink of an eye, Zhou Changqing's murder of the fierce cat and the planning of Maoshan's luck have been forgotten in the mind of this great holy man. Now he is worrying about how to coax his daughter... …

The sky and the earth are big, but they are still not as big as their own daughter!
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At this moment, Zhou Changqing has already arrived outside this nursing home.

But he didn't know that in this moment, he had already been recited by a top powerhouse.

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Outside this nursing home.

Standing in the woods outside this nursing home, Zhou Changqing squinted his eyes and looked at the nursing home in front of him with a pensive expression.

The nursing home in front of me looks like the courtyard layout of the 90s, with blue bricks and tiles, and weeds covering the ground, it looks no different from an ordinary nursing home.

However, in this nursing home, there are four old people who practice Maoshan Taoism.

This is what confuses Zhou Changqing the most.

If you count the young master Zhang who ran away, then there are five descendants of Maoshan in this nursing home.

Regarding this matter, Zhou Changqing didn't think it was just a coincidence, on the contrary, he felt that there must be something...some reason he didn't know about it.

"Buzz."

Although Zhou Changqing felt doubts in his heart, he still released the power of the soul, and with this rigorous attitude, checked all the reality of this nursing home.

"A descendant of Maoshan [Air-Entraining Realm]..."

"Two descendants of [Little Zhou Tian who practiced Qi] from Maoshan..."

"There is also a descendant of Maoshan who seems to have been abolished..."

"What secret is hidden in it? There are five descendants of Maoshan gathered in this nursing home?"

All of a sudden, the wave of doubts in Zhou Changqing's mind didn't weaken at all, on the contrary, it became more and more intense.

"Forget it, guessing here for no reason, it doesn't make any sense..."

"It's better, I will go to this sanatorium in person and ask these descendants of Maoshan to understand..."

"It also saves me from thinking wildly here, and I can't figure out the reason..."

Thinking of this, Zhou Changqing's thoughts moved, and suddenly, a piece of deep red immeasurable Lihuo magic power surged out of his body. With a flick of the magic power, it quickly permeated his whole body and turned his figure into nothingness.

The magic power is mysterious and unparalleled.

A monk can use this third-level mana to cover his whole body, cover his breath, and cover his true face.

In this way, any ordinary people will not be able to see the third-level monks who cover their figures with magic power.

This is some magical use of mana in the third realm.

Even this spell doesn't count.

However, there is no doubt that this small method completely outperforms many ordinary "obscure" and "invisible" techniques.

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Tread.

Ever since, after using this mana to cover his figure, Zhou Changqing took a big stride, and walked towards the door of this sanatorium not far away with a curious expression on his face.

Soon.

Zhou Changqing passed the guest hall of the nursing home and came to the interior of the nursing home.

At this moment, the interior of the nursing home is a corridor similar to a courtyard. In the corridor, there are several patients in white hospital clothes, who are 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 dramas shown in the room.

however.

At the farthest corner of the corridor, there is an old man with a beard sitting cross-legged, exhaling and exhaling, constantly exhaling into the bright moon in mid-air.

In the dark, the sliver of moonlight falling in the corridor all around is gathering on this bearded old man. It looks like he is wearing a moonlight veil for him.

Cultivate visions!

Now, the scene that appeared on this bearded old man is precisely the cultivation phenomenon caused by the practitioner's strength reaching a certain level, which will involuntarily cause the spiritual energy of the outside world to gather in himself, thus causing this kind of cultivation phenomenon.

Generally speaking, a qi training Taoist whose strength has reached [Qi training Great Perfection] will have this kind of practice vision when they practice.

This is also the reason why this type of powerhouse is called the [Fifth Strange Person].

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Just when Zhou Changqing approached.

The soul power released by the bearded old man can also clearly detect the existence of Zhou Changqing... However, he is now in the critical period of practicing the "Moon Blossom Breathing Technique", so he can only While guarding against Zhou Changqing, he accelerated the speed of refining mana.

"Moon Blossom Tuna Technique"!
This method of cultivation in Maoshan, which was passed down from ancient times, is the unique method of this bearded old man.

No matter where he is, as long as there is a place where the bright moon hangs high, then he can absorb enough moonlight power, so that the lotus flower will become strands of [Moonlight Mana]!
Moonlight mana!

"Mana? Is this old man a [Third Realm] monk?"

At this moment, after Zhou Changqing witnessed the cultivation process of this bearded old man with his own eyes, he realized in his heart that the seemingly innocuous mana descendant he detected earlier was not without mana, but because the other party was also a mana. He was a monk at the [Early Stage of the Third Realm], so he couldn't detect the depth of this bearded old man's strength.

In the world of practice, a monk with a high level of cultivation can detect any monk whose cultivation level is lower than his own.

However, if there are two monks with the same cultivation base, then they will only find out that each other is just an ordinary person, unless they burst out with each other's mana, then only in this way can they know each other's strength.

Mana hidden spirit.

This is the mystery contained in the magic power of monks belonging 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 him!
After all, Zhou Changqing once asked Feng Lao Si, what is the situation in Maoshan today?
As a result, Feng Laosi directly told Zhou Changqing that the current Maoshan inheritance is spreading everywhere, but among them, Feng Laosi is the only one with the highest cultivation level!

So, who is this [Third Realm Cultivator] carrying the Maoshan inheritance in front of Zhou Changqing?

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at the same time.

It seemed that he had sensed that a fellow man was approaching, so the bearded old man only breathed out for a minute, and he immediately put away the pair of pinched handprints, and let the [Moonlight Mana] flowing all over his body It was taken back into the Dantian Xuanhai.

"Buzz."

In the dark, the moonlight shrouding the bearded old man seemed to have lost some purpose. The moonlight dissipated, and all the visions on the bearded old man returned to nothingness.

"Tear."

After a while, the bearded old man slowly opened his closed eyes. Suddenly, a bright moon appeared in his eyes. The bright moon was mysterious, and it was releasing an aura that purified everything.

Moonlight Spirit Eyes!

This is when a practitioner cultivates a skill to the level of great achievement, some of his body organs will resonate with the power of this skill, thus making these body organs transform into some organs that contain extraordinary power .

"Cultivator Fang Wai, I have met fellow Taoists."

After seeing the immeasurable magic power of Zhou Changqing, a Taoist heir, the bearded old man made seals with both hands, and said politely: "Originally, I thought that this world in the doomsday era has no way to condense the [Natal Talisman Seal] to cultivate Taoism." People, but I never thought about it, but today, I met a fellow Taoist who has the same cultivation level as me."

"Fang Wai monk?"

"Apocalypse Era?"

Hearing what the bearded old man said, Zhou Changqing was stunned for a moment, then, he seemed to have thought of something, looked at him curiously, and said tentatively, "You mean, you are not from this world. Practitioner? Are you from another world?"

At this moment, a sense of curiosity has already surfaced in Zhou Changqing's mind.

After all, a normal practitioner would definitely not call himself this Fangwai monk.

Fang Wai.

In the Taoist scriptures, it refers to the world beyond the world of Xiaoqian.

In the Buddhist scriptures, it refers to the pure land beyond the world of mortals.

Therefore, for this bearded old man who was named after [Fang Wai], Zhou Changqing immediately realized that the other party was probably not a practitioner of this world (this era).

Of course.

Whether it is correct or not depends on the answer given by the bearded old man.

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PS: Everyone can guess, who is this bearded old man?Reminder, the other party is the orthodox descendant of Taoism... It is also from a movie.

(End of this chapter)