In the wasteland ten miles west of Tianjia Town, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the weather tonight seemed very strange. A moment ago, it was a starry night sky, and in an instant, it started to rain lightly, and occasionally there was a strong wind. Another muffled thunder made everything stop.
The training process was inexplicably interrupted several times, and it seemed as if there was always a huge boulder pressing on it. Yang Junshan simply stood up and walked out of the cave, only to see that the sky was still covered by dark clouds, but the sky at night was shining with colorful light. , although it illuminated the night sky, it also illuminated the dark clouds in the sky.
The light is overflowing with color. This is a strange phenomenon caused by monks with great supernatural powers fighting on top of the strong wind. After the strong spiritual energy is blocked by the strong wind, the scattered spiritual energy forms a strange phenomenon in the air.
Being able to stay and fight at high altitudes where strong winds rage is at least something only monks in the middle and late stages of the Real Realm can do. Could it be that the weather changes in the night sky just now were the aftermath of the martial arts fights by monks with great supernatural powers
If that's the case, will your location also be affected by the fighting technique
Just when Yang Junshan was hesitating whether to avoid this place temporarily, he saw a hazy light suddenly flickering in the thick dark clouds, and the light began to expand rapidly the moment it was lit, and the light began to expand rapidly in the dark clouds. Spreading and expanding, the dark clouds in the entire sky suddenly became violently turbulent like a sea tide.
Yang Junshan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly wanted to cover his ears, but it was already too late. In an instant, the whole world became silent, and the expanding light group suddenly exploded in the sky like a scorching sun, and the whole world was illuminated. The dark clouds that lingered in the sky disappeared instantly.
Thousands of feet high in the sky, Taoist Yanshan was hanging awkwardly in mid-air. A few miles away from him, the middle-aged monk was still standing gracefully with his hands behind his back, looking at Taoist Yanshan with a hint of mockery in his eyes. and mercy.
"Why?" Taoist Yanshan said hoarsely with deep reluctance in his tone: "I think I have never offended you, why do you want to put me to death?"
The middle-aged monk sighed and said: "It's not that I want to put you to death, but that you have chosen this path yourself. The reason is very simple. I think you know it very well in your heart. Why do you still use this Taoist to say it? ?”
Taoist Yanshan tried hard to calm down the restless essence in his body and said: "I have no idea what you are talking about!"
"Really?" The sarcasm on the middle-aged monk's face became even more intense: "Since you don't know anything, why did the inheritance of Taoist realm monks of Shaotian Sect have been interrupted for five generations, but it suddenly resumed in you? No one knows the cost of advancing to the Taoist realm better than you!"
Taoist Yanshan's face changed wildly, and there seemed to be a hint of disbelief in his expression, but he heard the middle-aged monk sneer and said: "Do you understand? Your Shaotian Sect thinks everything you do is secret, but your Shaotian Sect is no longer what it used to be. The large sect that is all-powerful in the world of cultivation is just a small and medium-sized sect with only one county remaining. Without the protection of that person, your so-called secret is just a joke in our eyes! "
"You, how do you know?" Taoist Yanshan gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that he is a traitor? You have already placed spies in the sect?"
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When Taoist Shan said these words, all the strength in his body seemed to be exhausted. The biggest secrets in the sect were only known to him and a few real monks with the highest cultivation level. Now these can be known and With such a clear plan, one can imagine the high status of the traitor in the sect!
"Who is it? Since you know so clearly, the plan against me has been foolproof." Taoist Yanshan suddenly calmed down and said: "In this case, I beg you to tell me who the traitor is, so that he can I know it all!"
The look of pity on the middle-aged monk's face became even stronger: "You are wrong again. Of course there are our people in Shaotian Sect, but you and I are just pawns now, otherwise you think the secrets guarded by Shaotian Sect are Is it possible for people like you and me to calculate this?"
Taoist Yanshan suddenly understood. This time he was no longer horrified, but even started to fear: "You, you, no, it's them. Not only do they want to kill me, but they also want to destroy me and inherit the Shaotian Sect's Taoism."
The middle-aged monk walked slowly towards Taoist Yanshan in the void and said, "Do you think that as long as you die, the current Shaking Sky Sect can withstand the backlash from other sects in the Yuzhou cultivation world?"
As he spoke, the distance between the middle-aged monk and Taoist Yanshan was only a few hundred feet. At this moment, Taoist Yanshan suddenly showed a ferocious look on his face and said loudly: "You want to kill me, but you can't." It’s not that easy!”
"Come!" Taoist Yanshan waved to the void. Dark clouds rolled and the space trembled. It seemed as if there was a huge roar from ancient times. A purple-golden beam of light rose from the top of the Skyshaking Peak five hundred miles away and penetrated the world again. , like a weapon in the hands of a giant.
The middle-aged monk's expression changed, and the body that was walking forward suddenly reappeared in the void position where he stood at the beginning. When he looked at the purple-gold light pillar again, he saw that the light pillar had condensed and turned into a A three-foot purple gold mace fell into the hands of Taoist Yanshan.
As soon as the mace fell into the hands of Taoist Yanshan, it seemed that the entire void was shaking with the shaking of the purple gold mace. The raging wind in the sky also deliberately avoided the hundred-foot range around the purple gold mace at the moment it appeared. Or maybe the Gangfeng that was raging in a radius of a hundred feet was suppressed by Zijin Mace.
"A low-grade Taoist weapon, a trump card!"
The expression on the middle-aged monk's face for a moment was neither solemn nor panic, but rather a hint of excitement that the conspiracy had succeeded!
Taoist Yanshan held the purple gold mace in his hand and his sluggish momentum suddenly became stronger. He pointed at the middle-aged monk from a distance and said: "Since you know what I have in my hand, you should also know the power of this thing. Although your cultivation is far above me, You may not be my opponent at this time. If you retreat at this time, then let it all go. Otherwise, don’t blame me for relying on the power of the Taoist weapon!"
The middle-aged monk laughed "haha" when he heard this, and said: "If this thing is in the hands of Patriarch Jiuren, let alone me, there is no one in the world who would not shy away from it? But if it is in the hands of you, Taoist Yanshan, If so, hey, are you worthy of saying such words?”
"Your Excellency has a greedy tongue. If that's the case, let's see if this purple gold mace in my hands can make you retreat!"