Chapter 671 Seven Star Island

Chapter 671 Seven Star Island

He didn't have any certainty in his heart, so he had to wait and see how his luck would turn out. Seeing that he was approaching the valley, Young Master Ma couldn't help slowing down his flying pace.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred. A moment ago, the weather was clearly clear, and in an instant, inexplicable dark clouds were densely covered.

A streak of silver lightning pierced the sky like a sharp sword. The entire Huangqi Mountain stretched for hundreds of miles, and the aura became violent and chaotic.

The pouring rain poured down like a mountain torrent!

Ma Tianming was startled, and hurriedly raised his spiritual shield, looking at the strange weather in horror, his knowledge was a little shallow, and for a while, he didn't know why.

And this was just the beginning, the torrential rain lasted for about a quarter of an hour, the clouds collected and the rain rested, but then, heavy snow fell again.

...

The main altar of the Ma family is only more than a hundred miles away from here, so the feeling of nature is extremely appropriate.

The low-level immortal cultivators looked at each other, their expressions full of surprise. As for Ma Laoer, his thoughts were more profound.

What's the matter with this strange omen in the world? Looking at the turbulent vortex of spiritual energy, in the valley where Senior Li cultivated, is this person actually practicing some powerful magic art?

A look of worry flashed across Ma Lao'er's face, but he didn't think about Jie Ying.

Firstly, what Lin Xuan practiced was the Magic Infant Art, which was quite different from the real baby-forming heavenly sign. Secondly, he arranged several sets of formations outside the cave, which also prevented the excess aura from leaking out to a certain extent.

If it was a real monk who condensed the Nascent Soul, the spiritual pressure alone would be enough to make low-level immortal cultivators collapse to the ground, and the impact would be far more than that.

Then this omen is mostly caused by the other party's powerful magic skills.

Thinking of this, Ma Laoer hastily restrained his disciples to go back to their own caves, not to spread the news casually.

The goose feather-like snow finally stopped, but in the valley where Lin Xuan was located, there was endless demonic energy gushing out again, the piercing wind soared into the sky, and the sound of ghost cries was everywhere, just listening to it from a distance gave people a creepy feeling Feel.

Seeing this situation, Ma Tianming felt his heart pounding. Although he was giving ginseng to the other party, he was still very hesitant.

At the same time, at a place about 200 miles east of Huangqi Mountain, two white rainbows were rushing in a hurry.

In the twilight, two men could be vaguely seen, one was in his early fifties, hale and hearty, looking at his clothes and attire, he looked like a knowledgeable Confucian.

The other one was much younger, only about 20 years old, wearing a long gown and a square handkerchief on his head. If he hadn't walked against the wind, he would have looked like a scholar who had gone to Beijing to catch an exam.

Although the two flew in a hurry, they talked and laughed happily along the way. In other words, no matter how you look at it, they don't look like cultivators.

"Senior Brother Ni, when the aura of grandeur is running..." After reciting the poem for a long time, the two finally discussed the way of cultivation. However, the strange thing is that the older Confucian is a junior, and he is extremely respectful to the young man.

Both of them are disciples of Confucianism Haoran Sect.

Haoranzong and Moyoumen stand side by side, and they are one of the two major forces on Xuankong Island.

Immortal cultivators of the Confucian sect are naturally very different from the Taoists and demon sects. They pay attention to the use of literature to enter the Tao, and the righteousness in their bodies lasts forever.

Compared with Buddhism and magic, there are very few Confucian female immortal cultivators, and the skills of many male monks also have miraculous effects, so don't look at this young man who is young, but his cultivation has already reached the top of the alchemy stage. Only the crow's feet at the corners of the eyes revealed her true age.

This time, the two were out on errands ordered by the head of the sect, passing by here, listening to their junior brother asking for advice on cultivation, the corner of the young man's mouth revealed a smug expression, and just as he was about to explain, a sudden change occurred...

Looking at the sudden change in the weather and feeling the strange and fluttering spiritual power nearby, the two looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Okay... so powerful demonic energy." The elder Su Ru frowned, with a hint of anxiety in his expression: "Brother, it's the direction of Huang Qishan."

"Huang Qishan?" The young Juzi pondered: "Isn't that the sphere of influence of the Moyoumen?"

"Yes, but it's not the main altar. I heard that only a small family is attached to them, and there are no masters. How could there be such a big commotion?"

"This matter is indeed a bit strange, why don't we go and have a look." Although the young Juzi said it politely, his expression could not be questioned.

"But what the suzerain ordered us to do..." Su Ru hesitated.

"What are you afraid of? It's only a few hundred miles back and forth. It won't take long. Judging by the strange omen, it's probably some old monster from Moyoumen who is practicing vicious magic skills. This is a rare opportunity. We can make trouble and get rid of it."

"Brother, if this is the case, Moyoumen will not let it go. Aren't you afraid of causing a war between the two factions?" Su Ru's face showed a trace of astonishment.

"Hmph, what are you afraid of? Do you think the relationship between our two factions is very harmonious now?" The young Juzi said disapprovingly, "In recent years, Moyoumen has passed through the secret market and auctioned several pieces of elder tokens..."

"Senior brother, if you don't talk about this, I would like to ask. Moyoumen originally only had nine elders, not only were they cultivated profoundly, but each of them was a person who had made great contributions. The promotion of positions in this sect has always been very strict. Why this time... ..." Su Ru said in puzzlement.

"Hmph, you ask me, how would I know." The young man rolled his eyes: "I'm not that old fellow Moyou Zhenjun, the suzerain has already summoned several elders to discuss this matter, and I still have half a clue. None, but one thing is obvious, the other party must have conspired to do so."

"conspiracy?"

"If it doesn't work out, it will be aimed at our Haoran Sect. Rather than just sit and wait for the other party to tear their face, now that we have the opportunity, why don't we weaken its strength?" The young Juzi analyzed with a sly smile.

"Senior brother's words are justified."

"In that case, what are you waiting for, I went to Huangqi Mountain to have a look."

"good."

The two reached a consensus, turned around and rushed towards the small valley where Lin Xuan was.

...

Ma Tianming was terrified, and he didn't know how long it took before the weird omen finally disappeared, the dark clouds cleared, the sun shone on the earth again, and the chaotic spiritual power gradually subsided. If it wasn't for his clear memory, he almost thought that what happened just now Everything is an illusion.

The valley is only a few miles away, and it's not like he hasn't been here before, but at this moment, Young Master Ma is a little bit hesitant to move forward.

It's not that he's timid, it's not that he's cowardly, it's that the ghostly wind and fog at the end are really amazing. Thinking about it now, his hair is still numb. I don't know what magic power that Elder Li practiced!

If it succeeds, it's great, but if it fails, if you go here, will the other party take their anger on you?