Chapter 230: Japanese monks

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"Liu Miaoxuan, the head of Quanzhen."

Shuai Shuaiya said without thinking: "She is proficient in almost all the secret techniques of Quanzhen. Among the six major immortal sects, her hard power can be ranked in the top three."

"Duck, duck, how many rows does the head sister have?" Xiao Yu'er asked, hugging Shuai Shuai Duck.

"Let's rank fifth."

Shuai Shuaiya said: "Maoshan is proficient in talismans, and the leader of Maoshan has lost his hands, so his strength will be affected to some extent, so he is ranked at the bottom."

Lin Xiaolu:......

He scratched his head in embarrassment and muttered: "Then if the hands of the head of Maoshan Maoshan are still there, wouldn't the head sister be the weakest?"

The handsome duck rolled his eyes: "Boss, what do you think? As for Ye Qingluan's virtue of practicing twelve hours and being able to eat ten hours, she can reach the Nascent Soul realm because she is really talented. Which other masters are not? A skill gained through hard work."

Lin Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then thought about it and thought so, so he continued to ask: "Who is the most powerful leader?"

"Kunlun leader Zhou Mo."

Shuai Shuai Ya opened his mouth and said: "Kunlun is the top of the six immortal Taoist sects. The entire Kunlun has been guarding the southern border and blocking the three thousand demonic ways. And the head of Zhou Mo can even beat Shangguan Sheng evenly. "

After saying that, he pursed his lips and said, "Here, Kunlun and Longmen are here."

Lin Xiaolu looked up and saw two behemoths appearing again in the clouds in the distance.

One of them was a soaring purple dragon!

The handsome duck smiled and explained: "This is the sect-protecting purple dragon left by the ancestor of Longmen. Although it is worse than Jiang Yatou's Canglong in the Tang Dynasty, it is infinitely close to the Nascent Soul. The old man on it will It’s Luo Zhongze, the head of the Dragon Gate.”

After saying that, it looked at another huge jade boat flying towards it.

"The one up there is Elder Kunlun. I don't remember his name. Zhou Mo won't come. He wants to guard the southern border."

Several people were talking and watching the heads interact with each other, but a faint salty smell suddenly appeared in the air.

Soon, six huge flying magic weapons tore through the clouds and mist, crossed the border of China, and came to the endless sea.

Lin Xiaolu, who saw the sea for the first time, shouted excitedly. The boys and girls from other sects were also very happy. They lay on the edge of their respective magic weapons and looked at the vast sea below in surprise.

At this time, the sky was sunny and the sun was bright. The golden sunshine shone on the entire sea. The boys and girls cheered when they saw this beautiful and spectacular scene. The scene really looked like someone out for fun. generally.

"Brother, look at it, it's so beautiful!"

Xiao Yu'er, who was lying on the jade railing, suddenly raised her hand and pointed forward, shouting happily. When Lin Xiaolu looked up, he was instantly shocked by the sight in front of him.

I saw three huge phantoms of mountains floating above the sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

The phantoms are clearly visible, the pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, small bridges and flowing water are all lifelike, and you can even see beautiful cranes dancing, as if they have substance.

Compared with these three huge mountains, the magical weapons carrying countless young people seemed much smaller.

Under these three mountains, there is a yellow ripple that looks like a huge mirror.

The ripples are like a transparent wall, floating quietly on the sea.

That is the intersection of Huangtian Mirage.

At this moment, Lin Xiaolu was completely shocked by the scene in front of him, and everyone was fascinated by it. Just as he stared at the huge corrugated mirror without blinking, the boys and girls behind him exclaimed again!

"Look, everyone, someone is here again!"

Everyone looked immediately and saw a huge strange object flying over the distant coast, with a person vaguely visible above the object.

The top of this object is a huge sphere, with what looks like a small double-sided hammer attached to the back.

"Handsome duck, what is this?" Lin Xiaolu asked the well-informed duck.

The handsome duck took one look at it and said disdainfully: "This is the Japanese Kendama, the magical weapon of the Emperor Heiyunsai."

"Is that a Japanese monk up there?" Lin Xiaolu asked curiously.

The handsome duck nodded.

With the appearance of the Japanese monks, the heads of the major sects stopped talking one after another. They all stood proudly and looked at the huge kendama with sharp eyes.

Lin Xiaolu stretched his neck and tried his best to look at the opposite side. Finally, he got close and could clearly see the person on the sword jade.

There were a lot of people, probably more than a hundred, and the leader was an old man with a mustache. The old man was wearing a weird yellow robe and a strange high hat on his head.

Behind the old man, there were many young people with different looks, tall, short, fat and thin. Lin Xiaolu looked around curiously and felt that they were all ugly and not as good-looking as him.

And when he glanced at the end, he saw another person wearing a mask.

The man was wearing something like a skirt, all in white, with a wide piece of cloth around his waist, and a cyan mask on his face. The mask was very scary, like an evil ghost.

Judging from the figure, she should be a woman, but Lin Xiaolu didn't understand why this woman wore such a scary mask. Is it because she was too ugly?

Uglier than flowers and butterflies?

Just when he was puzzled, Dongfang Dan's voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"Brother Lu, come on, we are about to enter the Yellow Sky Mirage. The leader wants to speak."

Lin Xiaolu suddenly became impatient when he heard this: "Why does the head sister have to talk again? It's so annoying."

Reluctantly leaving Yulan, Lin Xiaolu took his sister over to listen to the speech.

He was annoyed by these things the most. He felt that they always talked about the same thing, about being safe after entering, not being brave, and not being greedy for treasures and putting yourself in danger.

I've obviously said it all before, and I still say it over and over again. It's really ink.

Lin Xiaolu stood in the crowd, listening with dull eyes. After a while, Ye Qingluan finally finished speaking, and the other sect leaders also finished their lectures. They chatted with each other, and finally told the disciples together. The last ironclad order.

That is, the Yellow Sky Mirage this time is different from the past. The disciples of each major sect must help each other and the outside world. It doesn't matter even if you can't get any magic weapons when you go in this time, as long as the Japanese monks can't get it!

Above the sea, all the boys and girls obeyed the order, and then the heads of each sect raised their hands to cause a wave of spiritual waves, sending the disciples of their sect into the huge yellow ripples.

Lin Xiaolu also carried a large bag of dry food and floated into the air with everyone. He watched other disciples flying into the ripples like dumplings, and quickly shouted to Xiao Yu'er who was holding a handsome duck beside him:

"Sister, my brother will look for you immediately after he gets in."

"Okay brother."

"Handsome duck! I leave my sister to you. If she loses a hair, you don't have to come out!"

Handsome Duck:......

Above the sea, Japanese monks also began to fly in one after another, and they rushed into the huge ripples on the left and right sides with the Chinese monks.

After a long time, nearly a thousand young monks all entered the ripples, and the originally lively sounds completely disappeared. Only the six masters, including Ye Qingluan, and the Emperor of Japan were left in the field.

There was no communication between the two parties. They just floated above the ocean and looked at each other quietly through the corrugated mirror.

The six masters almost shared the same hatred and looked at the old man with a mustache quietly, while the old man with a mustache smiled calmly.

After a long while, he suddenly showed a smile and made a throat-cutting gesture towards the six leaders in front of him.