There are mostly mortals in the Qianlong Continent, and there is a boundless sea in the south of the Qianlong Continent, and there are many fairy islands on it. In the south of the Qianlong Continent, hundreds of millions of miles away, there are hundreds of similar islands forming an area—Penglai Immortal Realm, this is the core area for overseas immortal cultivators.
Penglai Immortal Territory is full of sects, and hundreds of islands are extremely vast. There are millions of mortals on each island, and there are more than a thousand immortal cultivators on each island. There are also countless immortal cultivators in Penglai Immortal Territory. In hundreds of thousands.
However, there are many sects in Penglai Xianyu, but the "Qingxu Temple" is the leader.
There are not many disciples of this 'Qingxu Temple', and they can only be regarded as middle-level among the sects in Penglai Xianyu. a step far.
This person is the leading figure in Penglai Immortal Territory.
Penglai Xianyu, Qingxu Island.
There are dozens of spirit-gathering formations arranged on this Qingxu island, and the rich spiritual energy on the island is dozens of times higher than that in ordinary sea areas. The closer it is to the center of Qingxu Island, the thicker the aura is, so that people can see bursts of 'fog', and each immortal cultivator is either controlling the sword, or controlling the sky, or flying the clouds, or escaping the light.
In a quaint pavilion, there is a baby-like silver-haired old man with a ruddy face. Sitting beside this silver-haired old man is the master of the Qingxu Temple, known as 'Yanlan Zhenren'. And that silver-haired old man is the Great Elder of Qingxu Temple, 'Yanxu Zhenren'.
"Senior brother, the 'Bailu tea' in Ziyangmen is unique, and they can only taste this Bailu tea often if they often send it to senior brother. I also enjoy the blessing of senior brother." Yan Lan really enjoyed it I took a sip.
Master Yanxu smiled indifferently: "The Ziyangmen is very ambitious and wants to fight for the first place everywhere. Although our Qingxu Temple has no ambitions, we have strength. It's not surprising that they are so flattering."
Daoist Yanxu is the strongest in Penglai Immortal Territory, and he is the number one person in Penglai Immortal Territory.
"Senior Brother, Ziyang Sect has tens of thousands of disciples in this Penglai Immortal Realm, but we are only a few thousand. In fact, if it wasn't for the training of the founder of the mountain, my disciples of Qingxu Temple would have surpassed them by a long time. Even though we have few disciples, no matter here, On the other side of the Tenglong Continent, the strength of my masters in Qingxuguan surpasses them." The real Yan Lan said this, but he was a little arrogant.
"Junior brother, I practice the cultivation method of Qingxu Contemplation. I attach great importance to the state of mind. I need a peaceful and indifferent state of mind. Only in this way can I achieve great achievements. If we recruit more disciples and form a group of people, it will make my Qingxu Contemplation a mess. There will be no big achievements." Yan Xu said with a smile.
Master Yan Lan also nodded.
"If I hadn't disliked the Tenglong Continent, where cultivators competed with each other for geniuses and treasures, and there were more martial arts masters than one, it would be more chaotic than here. Why would I stay here instead of going to Tenglong Continent?"
Zhenren Yan Xu also sighed when he said this.
Suddenly, Master Yan Xu found out a messenger order, and with a sweep of his spiritual sense, Master Yan Xu smiled and said, "Junior Brother, I didn't expect that Qinglong in Qinglong Palace would send me a message."
"Qinglong? That Qinglong who didn't return to the Dragon Clan?" Zhenyan Yanlan laughed.
Master Yan Xu nodded: "Why do you go back to the Dragon Clan? In the Dragon Clan, he is just a junior, so he might as well be at ease here. Hey, Xingchen Pavilion..." Master Yan Xu stopped talking suddenly, and concentrated on talking with Qinglong through summons.
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Yanxu Zhenren put away the summons with a serious expression, his brows were frowned into the shape of 'Chuan', obviously thinking.
"Senior brother, what is it worth thinking about, senior brother? Could it be that the eighth jade sword has appeared, or the ninth jade sword has appeared?" Zhenyan Yan said with a smile. Sword Immortal Mansion.
Master Yan Xu nodded and said, "Yes, the eighth jade sword has appeared."
"Oh, where is it?" Reverend Yan Lan's eyes lit up, "Brother, I think the Purple Flame Demon Prison got two jade swords, and Qinglong Palace also got two, but we only have one in Penglai Immortal Realm... This is the first time... One of the eight and the ninth should belong to us."
Master Yanxu shook his head and said, "Don't think about it, this eighth one already has an owner, and the owner is still very powerful. Now the five major forces in the overseas cultivation world should be changed to 'six major forces'."
"Six? Among the monster cultivators under the sea, besides Qinglong Palace, Bishui Mansion, and Jiusha Palace, is there another one?" Master Yan Lan immediately concluded that the sixth force must have appeared from the monster cultivators under the sea.
Because the immortal cultivators and demon cultivators are completely gathered. A Penglai Immortal Realm, a Purple Flame Demon Prison, there will never be another one.
Master Yan Xu nodded and said, "Yes, it's called 'Xingchen Pavilion'."
"Xingchen Pavilion, who is the owner of the pavilion?" Reverend Yan Lan immediately asked, Reverend Yan Xu is indifferent to fame and fortune, but Reverend Yan Lan, as the master of the Qingxu Temple, still needs to know many things.
"The name is Qin Yu. However, this Qin Yu has a lot of background. His brother is a divine beast, and he is an extremely powerful divine beast. His uncle, that is, the master of the divine beast, is a Sanxian!" Speaking of this , Yanxu Zhenren's tone is also a bit heavy.
Master Yan Lan was also shocked.
"Sanxian?" Master Yan Lan thought for a moment, "Why did Sanxian come to the north of Chaolun Xinghai? Is it worth them to come here?"
"Brother, did Qinglong say, what is the strength of Sanxian?" Yan Lan immediately asked, although there are not many masters in the "Penglai Immortal Realm" of this Qingxu Temple, but there are many masters in the Tenglong Continent. Like a cloud.
If it is a Sanxian who has been from one to three kalpas, with the reputation of the master, he can still deal with it.
"At least it's the Six Tribulations Loose Immortal. The main Qinglong can't make an accurate judgment. This is the most conservative judgment." When Daoist Yan Xu said 'Six Tribulations Loose Immortal', he felt a little depressed.
"Six Tribulations Loose Immortal?"
Yan Lan's complexion changed drastically.
Master Yan Lan understands what the Six Tribulations Sanxian represents. Even in the Tenglong Continent, that kind of person can call the wind and call the rain. Even Qingxu Temple has millions of years of experience, and he doesn't want to offend such a master.
What's more, the Six Tribulations Sanxian is just a guess, the most conservative estimate, and the real strength cannot be judged yet.
"This matter must be reported to the sect of the Tenglong Continent. Senior brother, generally surpassing the Four Tribulations of Loose Immortals, there are not many people who stay in the Tenglong Continent. Such masters must be cautious and not offend." Yan Lan said quickly.
Master Yan Xu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, how can I not know the meaning of such a master? Three years later, the Xingchen Pavilion will officially open, and I must pass this news to other sects in Penglai Immortal Territory. Xianyu must bring a heavy gift to go."
"Yes, respectful."
Master Yan Lan nodded, and then asked, "Brother, don't tell other sects for the time being. Don't tell people from other sects that there is at least a Six Tribulations Sanxian behind the Xingchen Pavilion. Just tell them that they are Sanxian. The rest is Stop talking."
Even though Qingxu Temple attaches so much importance to the sect of "indifferent and tranquil", facing a super master who has at least six kalpas of loose immortals, they have made some scheming.
Yan Xuzheng nodded.
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Penglai Immortal Territory, headed by Qingxu Temple, supplemented by Ziyangmen and Lanyangmen, followed by twelve sects, and a large number of small sects and so on.
And the Purple Flame Demon Prison is also in the deep sea hundreds of millions of miles away from the Qianlong Continent. There are more than a hundred islands close to it, and the real hero of this Purple Flame Demon Prison is a master of no family. , known as the 'Purple-haired Prison King' Ida, is extremely powerful and has already reached the late Kongming stage.
Prison King Island, where Ida is located, has very few people on this island, only a few hundred people. Compared with the millions of mortals on other islands, there are thousands of demon practitioners. Obviously much smaller.
A lone peak in the center of Prison King Island, one side of this peak is completely vertical, like the edge of a sword.
At the top of the isolated peak, a handsome man sat cross-legged quietly with his eyes closed, and two waiters were waiting respectfully in the distance from the top of the isolated peak. This man has long purple hair. The long hair has already fallen to the ground, but it is strangely free of any dust. This man is the 'Purple Haired Prison King' Ida.
Ida suddenly opened his eyes, and the almost invisible purple light in the eyes flashed away, and a summons appeared in Ida's hands.
"Blue Dragon?"
Ida immediately began to communicate with Qinglong in detail, and after a while, Ida put away the summons, and said to behind him with a blank expression: "Send the order, let the master of the Yanmomen and the master of the Yinyue Palace come to me, I have something to talk to them about."
"yes."
The two attendants behind him bowed and immediately disappeared on the mountain peak.
"Sanxian who has reached at least six kalpas." Ida bit her lip, drips of blood oozed from her lips, but Ida stretched out her tongue, completely licked the blood away, and then closed her eyes and sat cross-legged again, as if It's like nothing happened.
Qin Yu and Hou Fei glanced ahead.
The front is where the Red Blood Cave Mansion is, and both Qin Yu and Hou Fei feel palpitations. God, it is 80,000,000 miles away from the Black Stone Island to the Red Blood Cave Mansion. Such a long distance, they came back in an instant. .
"Teleportation, the legendary teleportation that only immortals can use."
Qin Yu still remembered what was recorded in those cultivation books, but Uncle Lan was really too perverted, and took two people with him, so he teleported here directly. This kind of skill, at least the current Qin Yu can't imagine it at all.
"What are the two boys doing so stupidly, why don't you go back?" Uncle Lan said with a smile.
Hou Fei immediately woke up from the shock, and immediately said: "Master, I have never felt teleportation before, it's so cool, do you know how long it took me to follow my brother to Heishi Island? One year, now you will be back in a flash. Master, what magical powers do you have that you haven’t shown, let me feel it.”
Hou Fei's eyes lit up.
"Your master has a lot of supernatural powers, I'm afraid you don't have the guts to try it." Uncle Lan stroked his beard and smiled.
Hou Feiman said nonchalantly: "Have no guts, Master, don't you know how powerful I am as your apprentice, there are still things I dare not do, say, just use any supernatural powers, let me feel it."
"Okay, then I'll let you experience... my Wind Control Technique." Uncle Lan said to Hou Fei with a smile.
Qin Yu's eyes also lit up, and he immediately watched carefully from the side. Knowing Uncle Lan until now, Qin Yu has never seen Uncle Lan make a move a few times. Such a big master shot, but usually you can't see it even if you want to.
"Come on, come on, let me feel the wind control technique." Hou Fei's eyes flashed red excitedly.
"Ready."
Uncle Lan reminded that at the same time, Uncle Lan had set up a restriction with a range of hundreds of meters around, and he didn't want others to see some of his methods.
Hou Fei clenched his fists tightly, and his whole body was faintly strong. He was completely ready at this moment.
I saw Uncle Lan move his hands.
"It's so fast!" Qin Yu's heart was shocked. Just now, he felt that Uncle Lan seemed to have made hundreds of handprints, and it seemed that he had made thousands of handprints. How many handprints did Uncle make
Uncle Lan smiled, then pointed at Hou Fei indifferently: "Spin!"
I saw a blue whirlwind enveloping Hou Fei in an instant. The blue whirlwind was about five or six meters high, and the diameter was not too big. It just wrapped Hou Fei, and the range was not very large. Even Qin Yu who was not far away was not affected at all.
Spin, spin very fast.
The whirlwind turned blue, and its spinning speed reached a frightening level. At the same time, Hou Fei also spun extremely fast, and at the same time, Hou Fei also screamed strangely.
"Chichi~~~"
On the periphery of the whirlwind, because the whirlwind rotated extremely fast, the surrounding space couldn't bear the pressure, and then it collapsed. In an instant, Qin Yu clearly saw the space collapse, and the scope of the collapse was slightly larger than the whirlwind.
"Not good." Qin Yu's expression changed.
Qin Yu has heard of space cracks. Once falling into the space crack, Sanxian would probably not survive, Qin Yu couldn't help worrying about Hou Fei.
However, at this moment, Uncle Lan still had a calm smile on his face, not worried at all, which also made Qin Yu a little calmer. At this moment, Hou Fei was swept by the whirlwind and kept spinning extremely fast. At such a speed, the body of an ordinary person would have been spun away long ago.
The cyan whirlwind was within the scope of the space collapse, but it was not affected by the powerful devouring ability of the space collapse area. Qin Yu could clearly see the chaotic energy flowing within the area of the space collapse. The strength of each energy made Qin Yu tremble with fear, but those energies disappeared as soon as they touched the whirlwind, and did not hurt Hou at all. Fee the slightest.
"Certainly."
Uncle Lan pointed again, and saw that the speed of the blue whirlwind gradually slowed down, and the crack in the space collapsed automatically recovered. The seabed current filled that place again, as if there had never been a space collapse.
The cyan whirlwind also dissipated, and Hou Fei fell down as if he was tired, his eyes were dazzled, and he muttered: "Okay... dizzy..."