Chapter 369 The strong men who no longer live in seclusion

Style: Fantasy Author: heartstrings flickWords: 2173Update Time: 24/01/13 08:26:04
Lin Ming was connected to the will of Cangxuan Realm that had not yet fully recovered, and his words spread throughout the world, like a voice from heaven.

Strange people are born in Cangxuan Realm, Zhongzhou, Jihanzhou, Yanyanzhou, Qingmingzhou... and even some mysterious places on hidden islands far away overseas.

The sky, the earth, and the ocean are constantly experiencing strange phenomena.

Some snow-capped mountains are covered with white snow all year round, but with a loud noise, vast amounts of snow began to pour from the 10,000-meter-high mountain.

An avalanche of this magnitude is enough to flatten a large city with a population of over 10 million, and ordinary people will see it as if they are seeing an unparalleled natural disaster.

There was despair in their eyes, but they saw the snowflakes decompose before falling to the ground, turning from snow into water, and from water into water vapor.

In the end, what fell on the big ice city was a water-blue mist like a huge lake shrouding it.

It doesn't hurt anyone, but it also creates some kind of strange nourishment for the residents of the city.

Most civilians feel that some chronic diseases and old injuries that have been suffered for many years have been recovered in their bodies.

There are also some secret places. It was originally just an ordinary small lake, which seemed to cover an area of ​​no more than ten acres and had no aura or other surprising features.

Some of today's adults have dived into it when they were children. The water is only three to five meters deep. You can see the end at a glance, and there are ordinary pebbles underneath. Although the brilliance is crystal clear, no matter how beautiful the stones are in a world full of spiritual energy. It's also worthless.

They were both convinced that the small lake was no place of chance.

However, on this day, some old men were sitting fishing. One of them, a handsome man with a face that only looked like a man in his prime, stood up calmly.

"Dear friends, thanks to your company over the years, I'm afraid this small lake will no longer be able to exist in the future."

Other old men, adults, and children all looked at the old man who spoke.

"Lao Shui, what are you..."

Before the old man finished speaking, he saw the handsome old man named Lao Shui waving.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Shui's hair turned into aqua blue, his body turned into clear spring water, and a faint humanoid outline could be seen.

He bowed to everyone, then took one step forward and stood in the center of the small lake.

"Since we are destined to meet each other, the time you spend with me is just a drop in the bucket to me, but it is already your life."

After a slight pause, he smiled and said, "So, I won't be stingy with anything I can do."

In an instant, the small lake was reflected in the sky, and a relatively equal number of water droplets separated out to everyone present, which contained an incredibly rich aura of life.

The other old men around him were all mortals. After touching the water droplets, they immediately grew reversely for about half a century.

They were surprised to find that the old arms and legs, which were like rusty parts, no longer had the same creaking sound as before, and they moved especially freely.

Once upon a time, old people recalled life in their dreams, wishing to regain their youth again and have a healthy body that could walk freely and not be disturbed by diseases.

With tears in their eyes, the old people came to their senses again, but there was no trace of Laoshui, and the lake left behind had shrunk by more than half.

The young and young fishermen were stunned, looking at the center of the lake where Lao Shui finally disappeared, "This?"

The next second, someone shouted loudly: "This is the appearance of the water god!!!"

The person who shouted was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He had a terrible scar on his chest and abdomen, which was recovering rapidly.

There is also a five or six-year-old little girl, with little spiritual lights coming out of her body, aqua blue, sky blue, azure blue... in short, all blue.

She was a little scared, but she heard the voices of her parents crying with joy: "Oh my God, my Qiuqiu has the talent for cultivation! This is pure water spiritual root! It's a rare occurrence in a hundred years."

Lao Shui was walking in the mountains and forests, and through the drop of real water he left behind, he heard everything going on by the lake, and a warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The world is so beautiful, but if you don't advance in the way of cultivation, you will retreat. You can only take a nap for a while, but you must not stagnate."

After a slight pause, the warmth at the corner of Lao Shui's mouth disappeared, and his whole person completely turned into a stream of water, no longer humanoid.

But he moved many times faster, quickly merged into a river, and surged along the river toward the endless sea.

Lao Shui thought to himself: "No matter how great the master is in the world of sound transmission, I must reach Central Continent as quickly as possible."

As an expert in the Creation Realm, he could easily tell that the drastic change was happening in Central Continent, which was a great opportunity.

"The hope of breaking through to the eighth realm is here!"

At the same time, strong men of similar levels were born all over the world.

They either look up to the sky and remain silent, or go to a secret place to open the seal that has been sealed for a long time, or they just walk around like Lao Shui.

All the strong men are rushing to Middle Continent in their own unique way.

Central Continent, Xuanxuan Peak, this is the seat of the Xuanzong lineage of Cangxuan Realm.

Xuanzong's supreme elders, sect masters, important elders with authority, and the commanders of the major branches gathered together.

"Do you have any good suggestions to quickly find this strange person who connects the hearts of heaven and earth?" The sect leader was the first to ask the question.

The elders hold different opinions and can be roughly divided into two factions.

One of them is that he doesn't agree to actively search for that strange person. The reason is very clear. This person's cultivation is unfathomable, and such powerful people often don't like the temptation of others.

Others have already given out plans to search for them, starting from the deeds of strong men who have become famous over thousands of years.

They firmly believe that no master appears out of thin air!

As long as the time covered is wide enough, using Xuanzong's methods and inviting Tianji Pavilion and other intelligence organizations to assist, the origin of this expert can probably be clarified in a short time.

The head of the clan waited for a full quarter of an hour before speaking to everyone present, and then said:

"Okay, now we can vote by a show of hands. Let's roughly decide on a strategy. Those who agree to find that strange person will raise their hands."

More than half of the people present raised their arms.

Some of the elders who advocated searching looked happy.

But the sect leader said: "Then, if you don't agree with the search for strange people, please raise your hands."

This time, more than half of the people at the scene also raised their arms.

Elders: "..."

They looked at each other, and their eyes sent a signal: It turns out that everyone is just a stranger!

The sect leader shook his head and sighed softly: "That's enough for normal times. I didn't expect that you are really like that boy from Bai Chenhai said, all of you are trying to slip my beard and pat my horse..."

At this point, the sect leader seemed to feel that these high-level officials of Xuanzong were unworthy, so he turned away and said nothing.

At this time, Duan Xiao, the commander of the Xuanzhu lineage, said: "Sect master, don't worry, I have just forged a magic weapon in recent days, which may be useful!"