The back hall of Taoist palace.
Zhang Yao and Ancestor Mingyuan were still drinking and talking in the viewing pavilion.
"Master, fellow Taoist Qingxu!"
Suddenly, Master Black Abyss hurried over, his face a little ugly.
"Huh? What happened?"
Both of them turned to look at him. Ancestor Ming Yuan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Is such that……"
Master Heiyuan calmed down his mind and then said in a deep voice:
"Since a few days ago, when I, Master Yingmo, Ancestor Jiuhua, and others were patrolling outside, we discovered that something was wrong with the foreign Golden Core monks."
"They communicate too frequently. Even if they hold a small auction or Dharma conference, they can't hold it every day, right?"
"We were suspicious until we accidentally bumped into them today..."
After he recounted what happened in detail, he finally said:
"So, after our investigation, we can basically confirm that they have been intensifying their conspiracy recently."
"So far, at least four or five gangs have been established. A large number of Jindan monks have formed alliances with each other, relying on loose magic weapons or simply Taoist oaths as restraints."
"And the scale of these gangs is not small. The smallest one is said to have seven or eight Jindan monks joining it. It should not be underestimated!"
Hearing his words, Ancestor Ming Yuan frowned and said slowly:
"It seems that we put too much pressure on them, forcing them to deal with it as a team."
He said, paused, waved his hand, and said:
"Don't worry about them. Under Mo Yuan, you still have to rely on your own abilities."
"These people who seem to be very similar to each other, even if they go together in a group, will hardly pose a threat to us. Only those in the late stage of Jindan are worthy of attention, but it is impossible for them to unite together."
"What's more, when it comes to the area below 30,000 feet, there are only a few people who can enter. It's useless to rely on the power of numbers."
"That's what Master said."
When Master Heiyuan heard this, his heart suddenly relaxed, as if he had taken a reassurance.
Since Ancestor Ming Yuan is so confident, there is no need for him to be timid anymore.
After all, although he cannot dive to a depth of 30,000 feet, Ancestor Ming Yuan can go in. It will be of great benefit when the time comes, and he will be given a share of it to his good disciple.
"The disciple will leave first."
Master Heiyuan bowed and hurriedly retreated.
After he retreated, Ancestor Ming Yuan withdrew his gaze and suddenly said:
"Fellow Taoist Qingxu, seeing that the day of the black tide is approaching, I have something to say that I am unhappy with."
Zhang Yao's expression remained unchanged and he gestured:
"Fellow Taoist, it's okay to speak out."
"Okay, then I'll just tell you."
Ancestor Ming Yuan stared at him and said:
"I want to ask you - are you really here specifically for the Infinite Yin Tu, or do you have other motives?"
Hearing this, Zhang Yao immediately narrowed his eyes and said:
"What does Fellow Daoist Mingyuan mean by this?"
This has also been discovered recently:
Not only did he deliberately make friends with Ancestor Ming Yuan, but Ancestor Ming Yuan also seemed to intend to flatter him, so the friendship between the two could quickly deepen.
This was tantamount to a disguised and obscure explanation that Ancestor Ming Yuan wanted something from him.
"Ha ha……"
Ancestor Mingyuan smiled and said bluntly:
"Wujian Yintu is generally within the range of 20,000 feet to 30,000 feet."
"When the black tide breaks out, with the strength of our group, it will not be a problem to gather a large amount of Wujian Yintu."
"But with your strength, fellow Taoist Qingxu, you are enough to sneak under thirty thousand feet. Are you willing to just give up and go home directly?"
He said with a sincere expression:
"If fellow Taoist people are willing to help me, I can guarantee that I will not treat them badly afterwards."
Zhang Yao's expression moved slightly and he asked tentatively:
"I wonder how you want me to help?"
Zhang Yao didn't know much about the ancient Mo Yuan. He was blinded by what was in the deepest layer thirty thousand feet below.
But to Ancestor Ming Yuan, these are probably not secrets. It should be that he was unable to do so or was on the safe side, so he invited him to go with him.
"Um……"
Ancestor Ming Yuan pondered for a moment before speaking cautiously:
"Forgive me for not being able to discuss this matter in detail for the time being."
"But fellow Taoist, don't worry. After entering the depths of Mo Yuan, I will choose the opportunity to tell the truth to fellow Taoist."
"……All right."
Zhang Yao didn't care much, nodded and said:
"Then follow what fellow Taoist said."
…………
In a blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.
On this day:
Zhang Yao was cultivating quietly in the Taoist Palace when he suddenly felt the world spinning.
"Rumble..."
The ground shook and the palace buildings around Mo Yuan were like fragile hemp poles, swaying back and forth in the wind.
The movement of the earth dragon turning over was so loud that it could be transmitted thousands of miles away. Many monks around Mo Yuan were immediately alarmed.
"The black tide is about to break out!"
Zhang Yao immediately realized this, immediately put away his martial arts, turned into a escaping light and rushed out.
"Boom!" "Boom!"...
Outside the Dao Palace, streaks of escaping light flew out and hovered above the sky. They were none other than Ancestor Ming Yuan, Ancestor Jiu Hua, Master Hei Yuan and others.
And further away, there were dense and countless escaping lights, hovering in the sky around Mo Yuan.
The lofty Jindan Patriarch, the groups of foundation-building monks, and the bold Qi-refining monks were all equally excited at this moment.
"finally come!"
Ancestor Ming Yuan showed a sincere smile on his face.
Not only him, but the rest of the people were also happy, feeling as if their boots had landed.
Everyone raised the Dunguang a little higher again, hovering several hundred feet above the ground, waiting for the huge entrance like a bottomless abyss in front of them to usher in the outbreak of the 'Black Tide'.
The violent turmoil did not last long and stopped in less than half a quarter of an hour.
Immediately following:
"Boom!!"
In the deathly silence, a black pillar soaring into the sky suddenly erupted!
Black smoke that is tens of thousands of feet thick spurts out. From a distance, it really looks like a "Tianzhu" that supports the sky and suppresses the earth. It is shocking to people's minds and hearts.
Such a majestic black sky pillar can be seen clearly even from hundreds or thousands of miles away.
And look closely:
The black column of smoke was apparently composed of endless fine black gas, which was also mixed with medium to light gray, dark green, deep dark red and other colors, eventually forming a pitch black color.
It was a dark, poisonous energy that had accumulated in the earth's lungs for hundreds of millions of years. Even the ancestors of the Golden Pill did not dare to face its sharp edge, so they could only stand back and watch from a distance.
"Rumble..."
The moment the black smoke column erupted, circles of strong wind and energy waves erupted around Mo Yuan, like a torrent passing through.
Many weak Qi Refining monks were directly blown away by this strong wind and wave, as powerless as leaves rolled up by the strong wind.
There was even an unlucky little monk who was strangled to death by multiple waves of air and strong winds. All the flesh, flesh and bones in his body were wiped away in an instant like debris, and even his screams were drowned in the terrifying sound waves.
"Jiro, no!"
"father!"
"Third uncle..."
For a time, at least hundreds of Qi Refining cultivators were swept away, some disappeared without a trace, and some were reduced to crumbs, causing many miserable cries.
However, many Qi refining monks could only struggle to hold on. As soon as their minds were relaxed and their magic energy was slightly sluggish, they were swept away by the strong wind in an instant, and they did not know whether they were dead or alive.
“It’s true that people perish for money and birds perish for food.”
Zhang Yao shook his head secretly when he saw this scene.
He can't even withstand the storm that comes with the Kuroshio outbreak, and he still dares to join in the fun and daydream about soaring into the sky. It can only be said that he is driven by greed.
"Rumble..."
The outbreak of terror is still continuing, and the black tide in the earth's lungs is constantly venting outward.
A large-scale black tide breaks out, which is not only more powerful, but also lasts longer. Therefore, many Jindan monks are very patient and wait silently.
After this continued for several hours:
The outbreak of the Kuroshio finally showed signs of slowing down a little.
It may not be noticeable to the naked eye, but under the powerful spiritual thoughts of the Golden Core monks, one can still tell that the color of the black tide has become a little darker, and the smoke in it has gradually become thinner.
"be prepared……"
Ancestor Ming Yuan observed Kuroshio's changes and said in a deep voice:
"In half an hour, we will break through the black tide and sneak into Mo Yuan!"
Upon hearing this, many Jindan monks nodded in agreement.
Large-scale outbreaks of Kuroshio tend to last for several days. After the initial strong period, they will gradually weaken.
When the Kuroshio is relatively strong, it can break through the blockade and distorting influence of the earth's magnetic force and suppress it, but this time window is also very limited.
Once the power of the Kuroshio weakens and cannot be suppressed, the end of the Kuroshio will be announced.
It is equivalent to saying:
The more you want to dive deeper, the more you have to go deep while the black tide is still strong.
Otherwise, if you sneak in when the Kuroshio is weak, it will be safe, but the door to the deeper parts will also be closed.
"Walk!"
Half a decade later, Ancestor Ming Yuan gave an order, and many golden elixir monks were dispatched!
Not only them, but the leaders of several other small gangs also gave orders. In an instant, a full fifty or sixty Jindan Ancestors came out!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
Numerous powerful magical powers and magic weapons broke through the black tide. Taking advantage of the short gap before closing, the escape light plunged into it and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
soon:
The escaping light of dozens of golden elixir monks disappeared completely in the black tide.
"What a powerful and unparalleled magic power..."
Hundreds of foundation-building monks, and even a larger number of Qi-refining monks, could only watch from a distance with envy on their faces.
The black tide at this time has just weakened, and is far from what they can covet. Entering it is a dead end, and it cannot withstand the impact and filth of the endless dark and poisonous energy.
The time they can explore is very short, and they can only dare to sneak in during the last few hours. The Qi Refining monks have even less time, with only a window period of less than an hour.
But no matter how you say it:
This time the black tide broke out on a large scale, it was a carnival feast for practitioners throughout Da Mo.
Perhaps there are many old strong men and geniuses who have fallen in Mo Yuan, and there are also new geniuses who have gained opportunities and soared into the sky, which is enough to change the pattern of the world of immortality for many years from now on.
…………
Amid the dark tide:
"Boom!" "Boom!"...
Zhang Yao harnessed the escaping light and went down against the black tide, protecting himself with magic power.
He was also surrounded by eight purple thunder beads, and from time to time one would shoot up and explode the billowing black tide in front of him.
This is also because his magical power is so powerful that he can maintain the relaxed posture of opening the way with the slaying divine thunder without fear of insufficient magical power.
Most of the golden elixir monks rely on their own magic weapons to open the way, but over time there will be a risk of being defiled by the black tide, but there is nothing they can do, it can only be regarded as a necessary sacrifice.
Only a few powerful people who dominate one side can clear the way with their mastery of magical powers and Taoism.
"Buzz!"
While diving, Zhang Yao also used his spiritual sense to shoot at the surrounding area.
Under the suppression of the black tide, it was very difficult for spiritual thoughts to expand. Even with Zhang Yao's tyrannical spiritual thoughts, he could only barely explore the surrounding area of several hundred feet.
Within this area:
He saw the black light surrounding Ancestor Ming Yuan with a relaxed look on his face. He also saw Master Hei Yuan, Ancestor Jiu Hua and others, as well as seven or eight other Golden Core cultivators.
"Um?"
Ancestor Ming Yuan's expression changed, as if he had discovered his spiritual thoughts, and immediately responded:
"Fellow Daoist Qingxu's strength is indeed astonishing. He can still survive under such black tides with ease."
"No, Fellow Daoist Ming Yuan is much more relaxed than me."
Zhang Yao also flattered him in return.
After a few polite words, the two of them withdrew their spiritual thoughts and focused on diving backwards into the black tide.
Among them, Ancestor Ming Yuan has a heavier burden. As the leader of this small group, he also has to look after the rest of the Golden Core cultivators to prevent them from getting lost for a while and causing them to become separated from the larger army.
"Rumble..."
In the endless black tide, many golden elixir monks were swimming against the current, like fish swimming in the rushing river.
And under this situation:
"Buzz!"
Black light fills the air and fish leap.
A shadow covered in black light came and went freely in the black tide, constantly shuttling...
(End of chapter)
