I, the only superpower on earth

A premonition of danger came from deep within his body, causing Su Yujie to wake up from his state of meditation.

The Zhentian Jade illuminates the soul between the eyebrows, and the pure magic power cultivated in "Qingxiao Qi Controlling True Art" flows around the body.

The ninety-nine strands of vitality that have reached the ultimate level of Qi refining are circulating in the body. Su Yujie's spiritual thoughts are completely released. The spiritual perception with a radius of three hundred feet envelopes the entire Qingsong Temple, and even several streets outside the temple are covered. Inside.

In an instant, Su Yujie understood the source of this sense of danger.

"That is……"

The mist that filled the bamboo forest behind the disciple's dormitory was filled with a deep and unfathomable aura.

Moreover, if the mist had any substance, it blocked his spiritual perception and made Su Yujie's breathing suddenly suffocate.

"What's going on? The "Qingxiao Qi Controlling True Technique" I cultivated is a supreme method in the stage of refining qi and cultivating dharma. Coupled with the aid of sword intention and Zhentian Jade, even the spiritual thoughts of monks in the dharma cultivating realm may not be able to do it. I am so pure and perfect that even Master Qingsong Temple cannot sense my spiritual thoughts... Why can the mist in this bamboo forest block my exploration?"

Su Yujie suddenly felt a thorny feeling.

"In the historical records eight hundred years later, I have not heard of such a situation in the 'Qingsong Temple'... I only know that the master of the temple completed the 'Dao Body of Heaven and Humanity' and completed the cultivation of Dharma as soon as he was born. For. Then he swept through hundreds of cities and invaded several countries. In just a dozen years, he cultivated a true spirit, which could compete with several major immortal sects' holy places in Luoqiong Mountain and Sea - and after he cultivated the golden elixir, he became even more powerful. There are few people in Chengtian Realm who can control it, so they used the "Ogugu Sky-Mending Technique" to swallow up the sky and eat the earth, thus leading to the first catastrophe of the "Three Tribulations and Two Changes", the 'Swallowing Heaven Tribulation'..."

In Su Yujie's mind, he couldn't help but recall all kinds of information related to the "Evil Ancient Heaven-Mending Technique" and the "Swallowing Heaven Tribulation" in the "Three Tribulations and Two Changes".

But no matter what kind of information, there has never been any clue that there was such a strange fog in Qingsong Temple.

This made his heart sink and he frowned.

"Could it be said that...the records handed down from later generations are not actually the whole picture? The unknown family history of Qingsong Temple's main subject actually has a deep secret? This Qingsong Temple...including the person who can understand the "Old Ancient Technique of Mending the Sky" Behind the Master Qingsong Temple who has this miraculous skill...is there a hidden secret that I don't know about?"

Thinking of this, Su Yujie couldn't help but feel chilled.

Absently, he scanned his mind again, and found that the "main hall" and even the "back hall" where Master Qingsong Temple was were like a strange mist, cutting off Su Yujie's mind, making his body even more rigid. .

The Qingsong Temple, which he originally thought was like flat ground with an unobstructed view, now revealed a ferocious corner under the curtain, which shocked Su Yujie's mind.

For a moment, Su Yujie even felt a little regretful.

"With your qualifications and vision at the pinnacle of Zhongfa, if you want to seek the opportunity to seize the power of a true immortal...is it really too risky?"

…

In the main hall of Qingsong Temple.

"oops……"

"sleepy……"

"Why were we all called over?!"

The disciples stood in whispers in front of the statue of Taoist ancestors in the main hall, sitting in several rows on the ground, whispering to each other, or exchanging glances with doubts.

Until Taoist Kihara cast a cold gaze on them and made a light pinch with his right hand:

"--quiet!"

All the young people's heads were shaken, as if they were covered by a big brass bell. They could no longer hear other people's voices, and they could not speak to others. With shock in their hearts, they finally resumed their sitting postures, sitting upright, not I dare not say a word.

The other servants who were brought over were silent and stood with their hands tied, waiting for instructions from other important figures in the main hall.

Taoist Kihara looked back and saw that in the main hall, two major guardians and four deacons, including him, were guarding the hall.

——Taoist Kihara, Taoist Qingliu, deacons Han Chengyi, Li Chengbing, Jiang Chenglu, and Fang Chengshan were among the list.

Only one person is missing.

He is also the most critical person.

"This nightmare mist is here again... Who among the disciples present has not arrived yet?"

Deacon Jiang Chenglu asked in a deep voice. He and Fang Chengshan usually guarded the two small halls outside the back hall to help the temple leader refine elixirs and collect medicines. They were not clear about the general affairs. When he asked, he naturally looked at the A group of disciples.

"...There are two disciples."

"There seem to be two disciples."

Taoist Kihara and Han Chengyi spoke at the same time, making Jiang Chenglu look at them.

The two looked at each other, and Han Chengyi said first:

"There are two disciples who were not found in the dormitory. One of them is named Li Yuanshu, the 'Three-point Dao Aperture'; the other is named Wang Mengqing, the 'Four-fen Dao Aperture'."

"Is there a disciple of the 'Four Points of Dao Aperture' missing?"

Li Chengbing, who has been following the master of the temple, neither participating in alchemy nor performing general duties, the most leisurely Li Chengbing said with some pity:

"Pity……"

Kihara Taoist narrowed his eyes.

"Although Li Yuanshu is a 'three-point Dao Aperture', he 'established Qi in Zifu' during his first practice, and the foundation of his subsequent cultivation is also quite strong and pure, comparable to the past disciples of the 'Five-Five Dao Aperture'."

"Is this happening?!"

Li Chengbing was stunned for a moment. The other deacons and Taoist Qingliu who had not spoken had different expressions. Han Chengyi frowned tightly, as if he had thought of something.

"These things must be informed to the viewer."

Kihara Taoist immediately came to a conclusion.

"Then who should we let go?"

Aoyagi Taoist looked like he was not sleeping, and looked at Kihara Taoist with sleepy eyes.

Reporting good news but not bad news has always been the rule of being responsible to your superiors - not to mention the master of the temple, who is as mysterious as a god and demon, and uncertain about the weather?

"Of course I will go. Brother Qingliu, why do you need to say more?"

A sneer appeared on Taoist Kihara's face.

He waved his robe sleeves, stirred up a wave of air, and walked towards the back hall.

In the main hall, neither the disciples nor the servants could hear the words between these "Qi Refining Masters" and could only watch him leave in a daze.

…

Kihara Taoist came to the back hall.

With his arrival, the door of the apse opened automatically as if by induction.

He tiptoed to the hall.

The flame of the alchemy furnace has gone out.

The master of the temple is behind the alchemy furnace, and behind him is still the true form of the giant beast.

And he was sitting cross-legged in the void, his long black hair hanging down behind him, and his blue clothes were as cold as the cold moon.

The body constantly exudes a faint aura of danger.

Taoist Kihara held his breath and walked to the right side of the contemplative master. Before he could bow down and kowtow, the contemplative master's voice could already be heard.

"I already know your purpose."

Taoist Kihara bowed his head.

"Master Guanzhu... dare to ask..."

"Don't worry about whether those two young men are alive or dead. There is no need to find out."

Knowing that he could no longer persuade him, Taoist Kihara bowed again, then shrank away, and the door to the back hall was closed again the moment he left.

But the moment he left, a faint and vague chuckle came from behind:

"The fruit is ripe...just waiting to be picked...haha...how can those ordinary foods compare to...you monster...'Nightmare Mist'? 'Disgust'? 'Heavenly disgust'? I don't believe it...wait a minute. ...I...who am I..."

It was as if the unconscious murmur conveyed a huge and terrifying power all the time, but it was mixed with a drunken tone as if he was drunk.

Taoist Kihara did not dare to listen any more and sped up to leave the apse. However, while he was covered in cold sweat, he couldn't help but think of the bamboo forest shrouded in mist.

"Whenever the fog fills the air, the viewer will look like this...

"...Is this also the so-called 'price'?"