"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
A middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest, holding a whisk in his hand, stood in front of him like a prophet, blocking the way of Mo Qing and others.
"Fellow Taoist invites you,"
Mo Qing's imperial ax stopped in mid-air, clasped his fists, and asked: "I don't know what my friend has to say, why are you blocking the way?"
The women also looked solemnly.
I saw this Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown on his head, wearing a Yin-Yang Tai Chi Taoist robe, with three long beards hanging down naturally. His face was very upright, and he looked like an immortal.
But, for some reason, it gives the impression that he is just pretending.
However, no matter what they guessed in their hearts, everyone did not dare to underestimate each other.
The speed of Mo Qing's imperial ax is unmatched by most people, but just now, a shout was heard, like a big bell, and it felt like someone was honking a horn in your ear, which was deafening.
Mo Qing stopped subconsciously, and the women behind him were all on guard immediately and prepared for battle.
"I feel a strange aura in your body. Some are evil, some are hateful, and some are unpredictable. In short, this feeling is very strange. In recent days, I can't sleep at night. I look up at the sky, but I can't see anything. There was nothing unusual, until today, when I walked here, I happened to meet you and finally found something." said the Taoist priest.
"What do you mean? We are bad people, and you want to do justice for heaven?" Mo Qing asked.
This Taoist priest is a little unreasonable.
If you can't sleep, what does it have to do with us?
You can enjoy the fruits and seafood by yourself without affecting your practice under the window of your home!
"I'm not saying you are bad people, but... there is some cause and effect involved. This involves a very deep level. Maybe it's a secret, maybe." The Taoist priest said.
"Then what do you mean?"
"..."
The Taoist priest said nothing, but looked at Mo Qing and the women behind him.
Then the fingers in his sleeves kept counting.
However, I don't know whether it was because of his lack of cultivation or the unpredictability of heaven's secrets, but he always felt that the truth seemed to be right in front of him, but there was a layer of paper covering the window, and his eyes were hazy and he couldn't see anything clearly.
Like a puzzle.
"Heaven's secrets are unpredictable," the Taoist priest calculated for a while and shook his head. It's better to forget it. Today may not be a good time to tell fortunes.
"In this case, Pindao has no choice but to offend!"
The Taoist priest stopped counting and waved his robe sleeves. The sleeves were like an infinitely changing magic weapon. They transformed from white to white, covering the sky and the sun, covering Mo Qing and the others.
Then, everything around him changed.
It was as if there was an invisible vortex that sucked several people in.
"Um?"
The confusion dissipated in front of the Taoist priest's eyes for a moment. He looked towards the whirlpool, and it seemed like a butterfly was flapping its wings.
"Butterfly?"
Is it a variable?
Thinking in his heart, the Taoist priest's eyes flashed with shock, and then he began to calculate without control of his hands. From a distance, he looked like a crazy Taoist priest, with his hands shaking like a cramp.
After a while, he yelled, as if he was shaken, and the void shook where his body stood.
Click!
There was a faint sound of thunder.
"Great catastrophe!?"
Is an earth-shaking era coming?
In this world, every strong person who embarks on the path of cultivation knows what is waiting for him ahead.
Three disasters and nine disasters, nine nine great tribulations, five declines of heaven and man...etc.
There are many.
However, no matter what, nothing can stop the monk's determination to strive for improvement.
Every monk who has the ambition to reach the sky is confident that when that day comes, with his profound cultivation, he can carry it through, move up a level, and open up a brand new world!
It has not happened before, and it will happen in the future.
The glory of the monks needs to be written by these people walking on the road.
However, few people know that all this has a source, and that every prosperous age will come with a precursor.
Perhaps, in this life, there will be a world-shattering catastrophe that will kill countless monks and cut off their path forward. I don’t know how many people will die.
There will also be amazing geniuses who will make great progress, move forward indomitably, break the shackles, rush towards the sky, and ascend to the highest throne!
"Is a new chapter about to begin?" A strange look flashed in the Taoist priest's eyes.
Butterfly.
Could all this be related to those people just now?
The Taoist priest looked into the void and remained silent for a long time, then his figure faded and disappeared.
…
A moment later, Mo Qing and the others seemed to have broken through time and space, and suddenly appeared in the place where they disappeared before, with ripples in the space slightly undulating.
"here it is……"
Mo Qing took a moment to identify it and found that this place looked familiar.
"This is where we met the Taoist priest before!" Liu Qingli said.
"This is so weird. We were traveling in an unknown space just now, and we suddenly appeared here again." Ming Siyu said.
"Is this the monk in this world? Covering the sky with one sleeve, leaving us in the unknown space for several months!" Yunrou said, thinking about it now, she still feels a little scared in her heart.
If it weren't for the presence of several senior sisters by her side, and if it wasn't for that tall and strong figure that was always right in front of her and never flinched, she might not have been able to hold on now.
"I don't know what the specific cultivation level of this person is. He is far superior to the rest of us... We can't even take a single move in front of him." Liu Qingli said.
After finishing her training in the King Bee's Hive, she felt that she was pretty good these days. After all, she was still in the sixth realm of the art. Judging from the average level of the fourth level in each realm, she was already quite good.
Some monks can cultivate to the fourth level or even the fifth level in each major realm at the beginning. However, as their cultivation level improves and they practice for a long time, the gap opened in the early stage shrinks little by little. Later, a realm will be cultivated to the second or third level, or even only one level.
The realm has gone up, but the cultivation level is not that high, like a pyramid.
As for a true martial arts master, his cultivation should be like a tall building that goes straight up and down. There are a few rooms on each floor, that is, four rooms on the first floor and four rooms on the second floor. Even if he cultivates to a hundred floors, he will still be Four rooms.
For example, Qianxing is like this. She is now a minor in five realms and has reached the fourth level in each realm.
Moreover, after meeting Mo Qing, after a period of experience, her first level of practice reached the fifth level.
Now the second realm has also made a breakthrough, reaching the fifth level.
This is two more levels than the average practitioner who has four levels in each realm.
These two layers may not seem like much, but when stacked together, they are a little taller than those without.
In a battle, it may be the key to victory or defeat, or even life or death.
Liu Qingli's previous situation was very similar to Qianxing's, except that her path of cultivation was not as smooth as Qianxing's. Doom came prematurely, which stuck her in her realm and could not improve her, until now.
Until I met Mo Qing.
This young junior brother came from another world.
I never thought that disaster would become the intersection between the two.
Moreover, it affected other people.
However, at this moment, Liu Qingli was deeply aware of the shortcomings of his cultivation and the gap between his realm and strength.
When you meet a real master, you will only be defeated in an instant!
This was a little hard for her to accept...
Is this the result of my hard work in cultivation?
"There shouldn't be many masters like that in this world. Otherwise, the sect would not regard the cultivation of the five realms as a minor achievement. The third senior sister's six realms can already crush one." Qian Star said.
"We have been out for too long this time." Mo Qing looked for a while, but did not find the figure of the Taoist priest. Then his ax flew away at extremely high speed. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the place and turned into a shock. Mang, flying to the sky.
In the same place, without any sound, a figure reappeared, it was the Taoist priest from before.
He looked towards the direction where Mo Qing and the others were walking away, frowned slightly, swept the dust with his whisk, stretched out his hand, grabbed a cause and effect line from the void, pulled hard, and pulled out a two-meter-long pitch black insect. He was caught and brought out.
Buzz!
The sound of this insect flapping its wings was extremely loud, like a giant dragon traveling through the sky.
"Ouch!"
It opened its mouth and roared like a dragon!
"not good!"
When the middle-aged Taoist priest saw this thing, he was immediately shocked. He swept the whisk in his hand and swept away the black king bee with strange patterns on its body.
boom!
With this whisk, some residual power rippled out and hit a mountain in the distance, directly shattering the mountain!
However, this black mutant king bee, which was not that big in size, just moved back, as if it had been blown by the strong wind, that's all.
"Magic Bee!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest gave a low drink, with a somewhat ugly look on his face.
It's not how powerful this mutated king bee is, or how much of a threat it poses to him, but that the appearance of this thing represents...
The legend may reappear.
Regarding this world, will it eventually lead to darkness and destruction, or will it be a world of light and prosperity?
The gears of fate began to turn, and the secret of heaven was obscured, and no trace of it could be calculated anymore.
laugh!
A soft sound.
The middle-aged Taoist priest emotionally cut off the causal thread in his hand.
"Unexpectedly, this poor Taoist has also become a butterfly and a link in this whirlpool. Destiny is unpredictable, and so is the way of heaven... Man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation!"
Zheng!
Following the words of the middle-aged Taoist priest, a sword light burst out, and a flying sword that was so fast that it was difficult to see the specific style slashed away, almost ignoring the spatial distance, and directly struck the mutated black king bee. On the body.
Sonorous!
There are dazzling sparks.
Buzz!
The black king bee fluttered its wings and flew towards the middle-aged Taoist priest. A dark but extremely sharp tail stinger had already been fired out, and it hit him like a bullet out of the chamber.
"Hmph! Ignorant monster! Let's go back again!"
The middle-aged Taoist priest slashed with his sword several times, but could not kill the king bee. The most he could do was knock it away. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, a vortex appeared and sucked the king bee in.
There was a strange fluctuation in the space, and the black king bee disappeared.
"Here comes the sword."
The middle-aged Taoist priest swept his hand, and a small hidden sword turned upside down and fell into his hand.
"It seems that ordinary weapons cannot hurt this kind of monster. Only the legendary companion spirit weapon can...well, wait a minute,"
The Taoist priest seemed to suddenly think of something. He pinched his fingers out of habit and recalled Mo Qing and the others in his mind.
At that time, he felt something was wrong when he saw a man and four women walking with axes at extremely fast speeds, much faster than ordinary monks.
At first, I just made random calculations and figured out that these people were related to the catastrophe. Maybe they were the ones who flapped their wings, stirred up the storm, and caused the catastrophe.
But after careful calculation, I can't figure out why.
Thinking about it now, what the young man was wielding at that time was an ax that looked ordinary in shape.
There was no special pattern or anything eye-catching, so he ignored it at first.
However, when he recalled seriously now, grabbed the fragments of time and space at that time, and really looked at the axe, he vaguely saw two vague ancient characters engraved on the body of the axe.
"Open the sky?"
