Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 162 158. The Grand Ceremony of Talents 【80100】

  In all the descriptions of the Xianjia sect, clouds and mist are indispensable.

  It seems that riding the clouds and driving the fog can no longer satisfy the monks' sense of existence. Only when the place where you practice your life is covered with smoke and clouds like a fairyland, can you show the difference between monks and mortals.

  This is not a problem.

  After all, cultivators are not people in the mortal world. Stepping into practice also means taking the first step to jump out of the Three Realms.

  What exactly is Moshuang Fairy Mountain like?

  Is it as powerful as the legend?

  It is always obscured by smoke and clouds, like an invisible barrier, after the mountain gate that separates the two worlds, what secrets of the fairy family are hidden?

  The answer is simple.

Nothing at all!

   is not a dumb puzzle, but a factual description.

  As the time comes, the mountain gate covered by smoke opens, and thousands of streams of light envelope the world. Behind the towering Mojia mountain gate in front of everyone, it is

  A cliff.

   is not deliberately chiseled out.

  Or the rift valley cut off by the heavenly sword is a natural towering cliff, and the simple mountain gate stands on the edge of the cliff.

  Before the mountain gate was opened, when thousands of streamers flooded the world, the group of people closest to the mountain gate were like giving up their lives and forgot to die, screaming and rushing toward the streamers to gather and disperse.

   seems to be leaping into the light.

  It seems that this will allow them to surpass the immortal and common world.

  But at this moment, after the smoke dissipated, those anxious guys realized that it was not the immortal family sect they threw in.

  Instead, he stepped into the ghost gate.

   Three or forty people were scattered, dancing and dancing down the ten thousand ren cliffs, and they were swallowed by the tumbling sea of ​​clouds below. There was nothing around them that could help them.

  Only wailing echoed.

  The rest of the people were surprised and took a step back.

  They were stunned by the horror in front of them, the crowded mountain gates were suddenly empty, and all the cheers were replaced by wailing.

  Others tried to grab the arms of those who plunged into the cliff.

  Some lucky enough to grab one or two.

   But more, you can only do free landing and fall quickly.

"Ugh."

  Hidden aura, and the three birds, who looked like a mortal old man, waved their left hand, a gray whisk appeared in his hand, and between the light swings full of immortality, a burst of spiritual wind flew over.

   is like an invisible net, penetrating into the airspace.

  Throwing the fallen mortals in the air on the cliff, and holding them up lightly, and finally throwing them behind the jade platform of the cliff.

  All people are in shock.

  Responsively, he knelt on the ground, kowtow to Matti, who had saved their lives.

"busy body."

   Jiang Xia glanced at his fellow Ma Daoyou, Shi Shiran got up and walked a few steps towards the mountain gate.

  He glanced down.

  The cliff is towering and steep, and the rocks below are bare, without a single tree, and the rocks on the inner wall of the cliff show a strange black-red color.

  Such a stone, he had seen it in his previous life.

  He raised his head again and looked out along the sides of the cliff. The boundary of the rock was not visible from where he entered the eye, but he could see it vaguely. There was a huge ring-shaped mountain pass that was out of reach on both sides.

  "This is a crater?"

Lao Jiang frowned.

  He glanced at the bottom of the cliff again.

  It was a vast sea of ​​white clouds. In the rolling clouds, there was no concrete sight below, like a thick layer of white cotton candy, sandwiched between the sky and the ground.

  This is a completely enclosed area. Unless wings are grown, it is impossible to enter this crater from anywhere around the outside world.

  Beside him, Ru Yue and Liu Hui were also staring at them.

  The knowledge of the former has been limited to Fengming Country from childhood to adulthood, and he has only seen some strangeness in the "cultivation" of the wasteland and the red moon world.

  The latter, although stronger.

   But when it comes to knowledge, it is not more than a month.

  After all, it was born and raised in the Ten Thousand Beast Sect, and even the northern land where monsters gather has not seen it in person.

  The Moshuang Mountain in front of me was indeed unexpected.

   "Look ahead."

  Ma Tishu's leisurely voice sounded in Lao Jiang's ears.

  Jiang Xia raised his head and looked at the place where thousands of streamers gathered in front of him. It was also in the rising sea of ​​clouds, and the shadows of the mountains could be vaguely seen.

  The pupil of Lao Jiang’s left eye was zoomed several times to see it more realistically. Layers of clouds and mist were peeling away from the sea of ​​clouds, like a lady taking off her clothes.

   And the energy readings on the interface are also soaring.

   soon broke through the limit that the chip detector can verify, causing the energy reading to be disordered and turned into a string of garbled codes that keep beating.

  And the scene in front of you is like a giant beast hidden in the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

  But it also looks like a floating island.

  A floating island carrying a small mountain range.

   just hovering over the crater covered by the sea of ​​clouds, the rocks below the shadow tower should be connected to this huge crater.

   is like a top-heavy umbrella mushroom.

  But anyone with a higher IQ knows it.

  No matter which world you are in, it is impossible to form such a strange terrain naturally.

  The mortals around can't see the vision in the sea of ​​clouds.

  But they have been stunned by the sudden change. Some monks tried to fly up against the wind and cross the cliff, but when they started, they were crushed to the ground by invisible force.

  In other places, some people are whispering.

  Obviously, it was not just Sanquezi who discovered the Moshuang Mountain's vision.

  This also shows that there are other powerful and low-key monks hiding in the crowd.

  "In the past few years, in his spare time, I have traveled thousands of miles around Fengming Kingdom and traveled deep in the southern barren forest, trying to find out the direction of the earth.

  My Sanque Mountain is a small hole and blessed land that I accidentally discovered when traveling to the earth. "

  Ma Tishu will not be installed anymore.

  He held the whisk in his arms, and the gray robes he wore today swayed in the wind, with a long beard that was very well repaired, and it smelled like a fairy bone.

  The head of Sanqueshan is twisting his beard, looking at the sea of ​​clouds that is beginning to dissipate in front of him.

   and the behemoth gradually appearing in it.

  He said in awe and sigh:

  "After traveling for many years with this revision, and also looking for the outstanding people in the Southern Wilderness, I learned that Fengming Country, together with a dozen small countries around it, is rich in minerals.

  It's all because thousands of years ago, there was a great phenomenon of'earth covering the sea of ​​fire' here.

  That is the real mighty power of heaven and earth, which has created endless mineral deposits in the depths of this land.

But no matter what Ben Xiu looked for, he still couldn't find the source of the existence of the sea of ​​flames. Moreover, Ben Xiu still had doubts. Since there was such a vision ten thousand years ago, the aura that remained in the local area should carry the five elements. The fire is right.

  Of course, in the past few hundred years, many local creatures have wood spirit roots or water spirit roots.

  This is totally unreasonable.

   Originally thought that this weirdness was due to the influence of the aura of the Southern Wilderness Daze Earth Vessel, but until today, he did not know that it was not the case. "

  Matishu stopped.

  Some yearning, and some regrets:

  "It is the fairy mountain in front of me, suppressing the fire energy of the earth vein, and has great power, turning the violent fire aura into a more gentle water and wood aura, allowing it to blend with the southern wasteland.

  The three elements of water, fire, and wood will not restrain each other, which will lead to charcoal.

  It’s no wonder that Ben Xiu had doubts back then.

   Although our Fengming Kingdom is close to the node of the East Earth Continent.

  But the terrain is too high, too far from the Earth Vein Lingshu, just as the earth around it has a thin aura, where can a fairyland like Moshuang Mountain be born?

  This is totally unreasonable.

  I only found out today that the idea of ​​Ben Xiu back then was correct. "

  He turned his head and explained to Jiang Xia who was listening to the cloud and mist next to him:

   "Friends of Daoist, look at the weird terrain of Moshuang Mountain in front of you. It is not that the East Earth Vein gave birth to this fairy mountain, but this fairy mountain, which happened to be placed on the Earth Vein node.

  Like an awl, it pierces the earth and is connected in the veins of the earth.

  This led to the aura in the deep-seated spirit hub of the Earth Vessel, which shaped this place as if it were a spiritual realm. This Moshuang Mountain, ah, was moved by Mighty Energy from elsewhere. "

   "???"

  Hearing what Sanquezi said, big question marks were suddenly written in the awe-inspiring eyes of the mortals around.

  They all know that immortals claim to move mountains and seas, and are omnipotent, but when this incredible scene really appears in front of them, it still makes mortals feel surprised.

   "I moved from Xihai, right?"

  Following Ruyue, the round-faced girl with wide-eyed eyes, she blinked her eyes, waving her hands and saying:

  "I grew up in the West Sea. On several islands on the northern edge of the Xingluo Sea, there is a story that says that a fairy moved an island from the Xingluo Sea hundreds of years ago.

  The story was widely spread, and many people knew it.

  Furthermore, I heard from the group on the way that the inheritance of Moshuang Mountain came from the Mo Family Immortal Sect more than 500 years ago, and even the head Mo Jun was a disciple of the Immortal Sect back then.

   And before the Mo family’s immortal gate was destroyed, wasn’t it in Xihai? "

   "Don't interrupt."

  Lao Jiang glared at the bait girl of unknown origin.

  He looked at Mattisu again and asked seriously:

   "Friend Daoist Ma, can you be sure that this Moshuang Mountain is a floating island with a mountain range. Is it true that Lord Mo moved from elsewhere?"

   "Oh, fellow Jiang Dao, you obviously don't understand the mighty power of the powerful monk."

  Ma Tishu put his whiskers on the dust, standing by the cliff of the mountain gate, looking at the Moshuang fairy mountain with its true face in front of him.

He says:

  "Mo Jun is a monk in the seeking realm.

  The distance from the Bitter Sea Realm is only a ray of fate. As long as you find the true meaning of the Great Dao that suits you, its power can be increased tenfold and a hundredfold in an instant.

   But I can’t find it, so I thought that Lord Mo was in the realm of cultivation at this time. There are thousands of miles around Fengming Kingdom, and millions of creatures. He will also cause and die in his thoughts.

  I moved to a mountain and suppressed the ground veins, only to do so easily.

  The battle of the demons five hundred years ago was led by seven or eight cultivators of the Bitter Sea Realm, who followed them in the Dao Realm for hundreds of years, and within seven days, the millions of demons that had fought retreated, and the land fell to the west.

  This has shaped the West Sea today.

  The mighty power of the powerful monk can be seen.

  And there is only so much I know, and most of them are from the hearsay, that realm is too far away from you and me, just like a finches looking up at the hungry bird, it is a fluke to be able to see a scale and a half of its claws. "

  San Quezi twisted his beard and concluded to Jiang Xia:

   "So, fellow Jiang Daoist should not underestimate your family Mo Jun, as he cultivated like this, it is more than enough to be honored as a ‘early immortal’.

  It's like he throws this fairy mountain away casually.

  The land under our feet has changed because of him, and countless stories of these three hundred years have also arisen because of him. What is the difference between this mighty force and the immortal who changed heaven and earth?

  As far as this repairer knows, the first batch of reclaimers on the land of Fengming Nation seem to have migrated from thousands of miles farther north in Wuling Nation at that time.

  They reproduced a country in three hundred years, and then split into the current chaos, but for Mr. Mo, perhaps, this was just a moment of his practice. "

  "I think three hundred years ago, the ancestor of this Xiu was only a general under the founding monarch of Fengming State. Three hundred years of mortal dust has been vicissitudes of life.

   But Jun Mo is still the same Mo Jun that year, unchanged. "

  Three Quezi laughed, and took the initiative to end this period of sentimental sentiment.

  He waved the whisk, pointed to the bright golden light that lit up ahead, and said to Jiang Xia, who was still immersed in the sense of vicissitudes of history:

   "Look, fellow Jiang Dao."

   "Your future teachers are here to greet you."

  (End of this chapter)