Chapter 1401: Hope of Xianmen

In the East China Sea of ​​the Yan and Huang Kingdoms, there is an area covered by mist all year round, and it never dissipates all year round. No matter how big or small ships accidentally break into it, they will be swallowed up. No ship has ever entered it and can still come out. ()
Therefore, this place is called the Devil's Zone by the fishermen who often fish in the East China Sea. Even the less experienced fishermen will not be close to the Devil's Zone.
If there is an immortal practitioner who understands the matrix method here, it will be seen that this so-called fog is actually an array of magic formed by the master of immortality.
What made fishermen even more unexpected was that in the middle of this mist there was a huge island. The island was beautifully landscaped and the air was extremely fresh. Even the plants on the island were extraordinarily lush.
There is a huge valley to the southeast of the island. The valley is like spring and the climate is very warm.
At the entrance of the valley, a seven-eight-meter-high stone monument is erected, and three ancient fonts of Shangqing Valley are written on the stone monument.
Yes, this island is the nest of the immortals who call themselves Xianmen.
Shangqing Valley is one of the nine major gates of Xianmen.
In the competition with the Yan and Huang Kingdoms, the Qingxu son in the early period of the construction of the base, which was slaughtered by Song Yan, was the head of this martial art. Therefore, the entire Shangqinggu's gatekeepers were extremely resentful of Song Yan.
After Qing Xuzi's death, his teacher-in-law took over as head, and the Tao number was changed to Qing Yanzi.
"Zi" is an honorable title for the head of the team, and only the head of the team is entitled to add a "Zi" after the Taoist name.
There are many antique buildings in the valley.
The largest of these is the residence of the whisperer.
The heaven and earth vitality on this island was originally three to five times stronger than other places. After ten days, the heaven and earth vitality in other places has increased by more than five times. The heaven and earth vitality on this island has also become stronger. Reached ten times.
This made the nine ancestral monks very happy, and even they thought that their era was coming.
Yesterday, the heads of the nine major gates have gathered to discuss.
The strength of heaven and earth will also make their cultivation progress greatly, so after discussion, each of their schools will focus on training three disciples, making them break through to the foundation period as soon as possible.
In this way, 27 new foundations will be added to Xianmen, which can completely sweep the Yan and Huang kingdoms.
"Brother, it won't be long before I can take revenge for you and cut off Song Xiao's little thief!"
The voice of resentment flashed in the eyes of the Qing Yanzi.
At this moment, the Qingyanzi seemed to sense something, his face suddenly changed, and he suddenly stood up and looked in a certain direction: "That's ... that's where Master retreats, isn't it ...!"
Fifty years ago, in order to reach the peak of the late construction period, Mingxiang real person chose to close the deadlock to break through Jindan.
At the beginning, everyone had high expectations for Ming Xiangzheng. After all, he was the only practitioner who had reached the late stage of foundation construction in a hundred years.
But ten years, twenty years have passed.
Ming Xiangzheng is still dead, except that he and his brother Qing Xuzi are still paying attention to this matter, others have almost forgotten him.
Thirty years passed in a blink of an eye.
They were also disappointed that they had hope for Master. They even wanted to open the retreat to see what happened to Master.
But Ming Xiang real people told them before the retreat that no one should be disturbed unless he went out by himself.
Forty years later, their brothers have no hope at all.
Fifty years have passed since Ming retreated to the real person, and the Qing Xuzi and the Vernacular even asserted that Master was probably sitting at the retreat, which made them very sad, but they did not rush to open the retreat. That place was turned into the forbidden area of ​​Shangqing Valley, and no disciples were allowed to approach.
But today, the whisperer feels a strong breath coming from the retreat.
Although fifty years had passed, he could vaguely judge that the breath belonged to their master Ming Xiangming.
Thinking of this, he rejoiced toward the retreat.
As he approached the retreat, an acre of dark clouds suddenly appeared on the clear sky, with lightning flashing on it.
"This ... this is Jieyun!"
He has read the ancient scrolls. After condensing Jindan from the base builders, he will usher in nine thunderstorms.
You will become the true Jindan Xiu through the time.
I can't get over it, and my soul will fly away.
For a moment, he couldn't help pinching his fists and secretly said, "Master, you must survive thunderstorm!"
really.
In the next half-hour, the clouds in the sky became thicker and darker, as if dripping.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a black thunder with a thick fist descended from the sky and was bombarded in the Ming Dynasty retreat.
That horrible power forced the whistleblower to retreat dozens of meters before he could stand firm.
At the same time, the disciples of Shangqinggu also came in this direction.
"Retreat! All leave here!"
In order to prevent the disciples from being affected, Qing Yanzi hurriedly yelled.
"Master, what's going on? Why?"
A young man asked, he was a disciple of a disciple and one of the disciples that Shangqinggu intends to focus on this time.
"Don't ask, it's not time for you to know!"
"Yes!"
There was a lot of curiosity in the other's eyes, but he didn't ask much.
"Boom!"
At this moment, a loud noise came out, but it was the place where the retreat to the real person collapsed.
"No, Master!" Shouted the Qing Yanzi, worried.
But at this moment, a silhouette of people was rising up into the sky, standing in the air.
The other person was wearing a green robe and had a handsome face. He looked like he was only in his early twenties. He exuded an extremely powerful breath, which made all the disciples in Shangqing Valley, including the Qingyan, afraid of him.
"Master!"
The next moment, the whisperer fell to the ground, his face filled with excitement.
At first glance, the other side smiled: "Keep away, wait for the teacher to pass thunderstorm!"
The other party's tone was very calm, but there was an inexplicable tranquility in the ears of the people. At first, they were worried that the clear voice of Ming Xiang, who could not survive the thunder, could not help but increase his confidence.
at this time.
"Boom!"
However, the second Tianlei was mixed with Huo Huotianwei and fell from the sky. He bombarded Mingxiang with a heavy body. Judging from the might, the second Tianlei was much stronger than the first.
However, Lei Guang soon dissipated, and Ming Xiang's real person was still suspended in mid-air, with a handsome figure and a robe moving around, without any damage, and his face was very relaxed.
For a while, the voicer's confidence in him doubled again.
"Boom! Boom!"
The third and fourth thunders have fallen down one after the other, this time, Ming Xiang real people are not so calm, and even a black hair slightly exploded.
"Boom!"
The fifth sky thunder fell, and Ming Xiang added a multicolored folding fan to his head. The folding fan opened, releasing a colorful light mask, which shrouded Ming Xiang to the real person.
Therefore, the next few thunderbolts did not hurt him.
Only when the eighth sky thunder fell, did the glory of the multicolored folding fan slightly dim.
"There is only one last!"
The Qingyanzi counted silently, staring at the figure in the air without blinking.
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