A New Character Every Month

The man in Tsing Yi's face changed slightly, and he said in disbelief, "What was that just now?"

Just now, at the moment when the flying sword was about to hit the formation, a pair of red gloves suddenly appeared on the hands of the man in the middle, easily repelling the flying sword's attack.

Although he didn't use his full strength, as a swordsman, even a casual strike still has five levels of strength.

And the other party's performance was clearly telling him that his [-]% strength was completely worthless.

"Zhuo Mufan, have you found that old thief?"

At this time, several people fell beside the man in Tsing Yi.

They looked at the empty teleportation array below, and said bitterly: "Damn it, let that old thief escape!"

One of them glanced at the teleportation array and the flying sword next to him, looked thoughtfully at Zhuo Mufan, the man in blue, and asked, "I didn't look closely enough just now, did you notice that Master Enlightenment and the old thief Feng Yixiao trail?"

"No."

Zhuo Mufan replied blankly: "There is only one man and one woman, both of whom are relatively young."

"Two young men?"

The person next to him sighed and said, "Even if it wasn't the old thief's disguise, there is definitely an inextricable relationship with him. Now that Master Enlightenment is alive or dead, we will all feel bad if we don't find those two."

Zhuo Mufan said indifferently: "Don't worry, they can't escape."

Someone asked: "Oh, do you know where this teleportation array leads to?"

"I don't know, but I intercepted their breath."

Zhuo Mufan beckoned downwards, the flying sword trembled a few times, and quickly flew in front of him.

With his right hand, he stroked the sword lightly with a tactic, and immediately drew out a wisp of green and black air surrounded by mana.

"Haha, well done, with this breath, it will be much easier to find them."

The people next to me suddenly became excited.

Chapter 340 Six Two Mice

"Let's go."

Zhuo Mufan stepped on the flying sword, and said coldly: "Judging from the pattern of this teleportation formation, their position after teleportation is at least ten thousand miles away from here. If you can't reach them, you can only ask the elders of the teacher's sect to help."

A few people next to him nodded in agreement: "That's true, but at least we can make a difference."

"wrong!"

One of them wondered, "Why did the sky get dark so quickly?"

Everyone looked up at the sky, and everything they saw was covered with black clouds.

"I remember that it was still cloudless when I first came down, and it was dark after a while. Could it be that someone is casting a spell around here?"

"Probably not. Changing the weather on such a large scale will inevitably cause a huge mana riot, but now it is very calm."

"What's the reason for that?"

"..."

Zhuo Mufan frowned and looked at the black clouds above, suddenly seemed to think of something, his pupils suddenly shrank.

slack clack~

Clouds drop fine rain.

No matter whether it was Zhuo Mufan or the others, they didn't care about the rain. With their level of strength, they could block the influence of the rain just by using a small spell.

Zhuo Mufan raised his hand, and the rainwater fell on his hand less than half a finger away, as if encountering some obstacle, it bounced away quickly.

During this process, he saw the color of the rain clearly, and exclaimed in surprise, "This is..."

"Blood rain! This is blood rain!"

A few people nearby made terrified voices: "Whenever there is a powerful fall, the whole world will mourn, and the sky will rain blood!"

They looked at each other, and no one spoke, but there was a touch of unconfidence, deep doubt and fear on their faces.

Buddha Hill.

Sanqian Temple.

As one of the largest top cultivating forces in this world, Sanqian Temple is a holy place for all Buddhists.

But because of this, ninety-nine percent of Buddhists will not be able to step into Sanqian Temple or even enter the range of Buddha Mountain throughout their lives.

clang!

The huge bell ringing resounded throughout the mountain.

No matter if it is an eminent monk who is meditating quietly, a disciple or an elder who is doing homework, or an outer disciple running between temples doing chores, when they hear the bell, they all stop what they are doing and listen attentively. stand up.

clang!clang!clang!clang!clang!clang!clang!clang!

The bell rang eight more times in succession, including the first one, making a total of nine.

Among the surprised disciples, many murmured to themselves: "The bell is ringing nine times, the Taishang has passed away..."

Immediately, just as they expected, an old voice sounded: "The Supreme Elder who has realized the Dharma has passed away. All the members of my three thousand temples should recite the scriptures for seven days to see the Supreme Elder off!"

At the same time, the dark clouds that gathered in the sky at some point began to rain finely.

The rain is not colorless and odorless in the conventional sense, but bloody rain that can faintly smell a trace of blood.

Not long after, the sound of countless scriptures chanting sounded in Sanqian Temple, and the sound soon covered most of the Buddha Mountain and spread farther and farther.

Soon, even people living at the foot of the mountain or in nearby towns could faintly hear it.

Cities and towns, mountains, rivers and lakes.

Blood rained in many places.

Ordinary people regard the rain of blood as ominous, and hide in their homes one after another, close the doors and windows, and pray to the gods of all walks of life for safety.

Beasts that have not yet opened their minds run excitedly in the forest, lions and rabbits are on the same ground, snakes and birds stand on the same tree, and deer are no longer attached to the green grass in front of them.

Facing the rain of blood that fell from the sky, they let go of the antagonism between races, and also let go of the contradiction between the predator and the prey.

The harmonious coexistence of animals, a scene that only exists in fantasy, appears at this moment.

Also delighted by this scene, there are many disciples or loose cultivators of the Immortal Cultivation World. They are sitting under the rain of blood, performing exercises over and over again.

the other side.

Lin Zian and Feng Yuxi have arrived at their destination.

"This teleportation array is too painful."

Lin Zian panted heavily, and everything he saw was darkness.

Although I had a hunch that I might suffer a bit when using the teleportation array, I didn't expect it to be a tearing feeling from the body to the soul. The simple pain can no longer describe that feeling.

But during the teleportation process, he was powerless against all that, unable to control his body and consciousness, let alone take out the props in the interspatial bag.

He sighed and thought to himself: "After all, my strength is too weak."

"Fire of Lili, burn!"

With a soft moan, a fire was lit in the dark space.

Lin Zian was a little unaccustomed to the change of black and white, and narrowed his eyes slightly, noticing that his nose was itchy.

Taking a closer look, the culprit was actually Feng Yuxi's black hair.

"what!"

Feng Yuxi also felt the strangeness in the back of her head, and turned her head quickly, seeing Lin Zian who was close at hand, she hurriedly took a step back, blushing and lowered her head: "Lin... Mr. Lin."

Lin Zian nodded and looked around.

He didn't feel anything about it, just his nose touching the back of his head.

Surrounded by strange rocks and soil layers, it is not so much a relic as it is a naturally formed underground cave.

The originally clearly engraved teleportation pattern under his feet has already suffered devastating damage, and even the surrounding formations used for protection and concealment lost their effect at some point.

The ground is covered with strange traces, which don't seem to be artificially caused.

"wind……"

Lin Zian looked at Feng Yuxi beside him, and was about to say the word "Old Man Feng", but he was afraid of touching her sadness, so he quickly changed his words: "Miss Feng, do you know where this place is?"

"Father mentioned it to me."

Feng Yuxi raised his head, his clear eyes fixed on his eyes: "Young Master Lin, you don't have to be so polite, just call me Yuxi."

Lin Zian nodded: "Yuxi, then you can call me Lin..."

After thinking about it, he continued, "Brother."

"Brother Lin..."

Feng Yuxi turned his head to look at other places, and introduced with a blushing face: "This is an ancient ruin that my father discovered before, and the things inside have been searched completely, but because the location is still hidden, so I just found it." A teleportation array is set up here, but I don’t know how it became like this.”

She looked at the cracked pattern next to her, and said with a little rejoicing: "Although the teleportation pattern has been destroyed, the positioning pattern is still here, otherwise it will be really hard to get through."

Lin Zian glanced over the many rubbles on the ground, and said with a little seriousness: "I'm afraid this ruin is not safe. If possible, get out of here as soon as possible, and find a safe place to think about the next thing."

Feng Yuxi also agreed with this statement, recalling the path his father told him, and said: "Brother Lin, please follow me."

Without waiting for Lin Zian to respond, she started to walk forward, not because she was in a hurry, but because the name "brother" was too shameful.

In her impression, apart from Lang Jun, the most frequent address women call their loved ones is elder brother.

"Father's bones are still cold, what am I thinking!"

Feng Yuxi raised his hand and slapped his face heavily, immediately there were two more symmetrical red palm prints on his rosy face.

Lin Zian thought he had done something wrong and wanted to speak, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only follow silently in the end.