Tempered Immortal

I was not sure at all. I had to see how lucky I was. I looked at the valley. Young Master Ma had to slow down his flight.

But at this moment, the mutation burst, the moment before, the clear weather, hectares, the inexplicable clouds.

A silver lightning bolt, like a sword, broke through the sky, the entire Huang Qishan mountain, spanning hundreds of miles, and spiritual energy became fierce and confusing.

The rain poured down like a mountain flood!

Ma Tianzheng shocked, busily consecrated the spiritual shield, looked at the strange weather with horror, his insight was a little shallow, for a moment, so unknown.

And this was just the beginning, and the storm lasted about a minute, and the clouds took a break, and then, again, the goose fur snowed.

……

The main altar of the Ma family is just over a hundred miles away, and the feeling of nature is also extremely relevant.

Lower order fairies face each other, expressions full of suspicion, as for the old horse, think more deeply.

What's the matter with this strange sign of the heavens and the earth, seeing the spiritual turbulence of the vortex, in the valley that Senior Li repaired, what kind of powerful magic is this man practicing?

Old Ma's face flashed with worry, but he didn't think of knitting the baby.

Lin Xuan cultivated the devil's trick, which is very different from the true sign of infancy. Second, he arranged several sets of arrays outside the cave, which also to some extent prevented the leakage of excess spiritual energy.

If it were a true monk, coagulating a former baby, the resulting spiritual pressure alone would be enough to paralyze the lower order fairies, and the impact would go far beyond that.

So this odd omen is mostly caused by the other party practicing powerful magic.

To think of it, Ma Lao busily restrained his disciples, each went back to his own cave, and did not spread the news randomly.

Heavy snow like goose fur finally stopped, but Lin Xuan was in the valley, infinite magic erupted, the shady wind burst into the sky, ghost crying all over the place, just listening far away, makes people feel creepy.

Ma Tianming saw this situation and drummed in his heart. Although he gave ginseng to the other party, his heart was still very hesitant.

Meanwhile, about 200 miles east of Huang Qishan, two white rainbow winds are rushing on their way.

In the light, you can see two men, one in his early fifties, spirited, looking at the outfit, like a knowledgeable dweller.

The other, much younger, looked almost twenty, attacked the long shirt, and wrapped a fangpa around his head. If he hadn't walked by the wind, it would have been like a show talent move to Beijing.

The two of them flew in a hurry, but on the way, they talked about laughter, and whoever cares, why don't they look like Xianzhong people?

“Brother Ni, when this breath runs...” The poem was right for a long time, the two finally discussed the practice, yet the odd thing is that the elderly jujuju was the brother, and there was great respect for the teenager.

Both are disciples of Confucianism.

The vast sect stands alongside the Phantom Twin Huns and is one of the two major forces on this island.

Confucian immortals, nature is very different from Taoist magic sects, they talk about entering the path with literature, and the strength of the exercise is amazing.

Compared to Buddhist monasteries, Confucian women practise very few fairies, and many male monks have the same effect, so don't look at the teenager's youthfulness, but it reached the top of the cotton period, only the fishtail pattern at the corner of the eye revealed its true age.

This time, the two men went out on the orders of the master, passing here, listening to the teacher brother to teach the cultivation problems, the teenager raised his head and the corner of his mouth showed a glimmer of pride, trying to explain, the mutation protruded...

Watching the wind and cloud mutate weather, I felt the strange and turbulent spiritual power of the neighborhood, and the two faced each other.

“Well... what a powerful magic.” The elderly Confucius frowned and a little anxiety appeared between the colors: "Brother Huang Qishan, is the direction. ”

“Huang Qishan?” Young man sinks: “Isn't that the sphere of influence of the Phantom? ”

“Yes, but it's not the main altar. I hear it's just a small family that depends on them. How can you make such a big move if you don't have a master? ”

“There's something really strange about this, why don't we go check it out?” The young man was polite, but his expression was unquestionable.

“But what the Patriarch ordered us to do…" Cebu hesitated.

“There's nothing to be afraid of, it won't be more than a few hundred miles back and forth, and it won't be long. Look at this sign, which old monster, mostly the Phantom, is practicing the virulent magic work. It's a rare opportunity, we can probably drop the stone downhole and remove it. ”

“But Brother, how can the Phantom of the Devil stop? Aren't you afraid to start a bipartisan war?” Suzuku's face showed a glimmer of horror.

“Huh, what are you afraid of? You think our relationship is very harmonious now?” The young man didn't think he was going to ask: “In recent years, the Phantom has auctioned off several Elder's Legends through the Secret City...”

“Brother, if you don't tell me about this, I would also like to ask why the Demonic Phantom was originally only nine elders, not only did it become sophisticated, but everyone has also made great achievements. The promotion of this post has always been very demanding, this time..." Sujuku said with confusion.

“Hmm, you asked me how I knew.” The young man rolled his eyes: “I am not the old man of the demonic monarch, the lord has called several elders to discuss this matter, still half nod, but one thing is obvious, the other party must have conspired to do it. ”

“Conspiracy? ”

“Why don't we just sit there and wait for each other to tear their faces apart, and now we have a chance to weaken it?” Young man smiled and analyzed.

“Brother's words make sense. ”

“In that case, what are you waiting for? Go see Huang Qishan. ”

“Okay.”

The two reached a consensus, and the light turned to the small valley where Lin Xuan was located.

……

Ma Tian shocked the battle, and did not know how long later, that strange sign of heaven finally disappeared, the clouds scattered, the sun rekindled the earth, and the confused spiritual power gradually subsided. Without a clear memory, he thought almost everything that had just happened was a hallucination.

The valley is just a few miles away, and it's not like it hasn't been here before, but at this moment, Young Master Ma is a little stunned.

It's not that he's timid, it's not that he's weak, but the last of those shadowy ghost fogs are amazing. Now think about it. His hair is still numb. I don't know what kind of magic work that Elder Li practiced!

If it succeeds, it is good, but if it fails, will the other party breathe air on itself? (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)