Above Shushan Square.
A golden light flashed, and a black figure wearing a black robe paused for a moment in front of a few people, nodded, and then flew to the high platform in the center of the formation.
The man, who was slightly fat and had an honest and honest face, asked in confusion: "Who is this person? Are you sure he is our "new" uncle?"
"Why can't you see his face clearly! What's going on?"
As he said that, he opened his spiritual consciousness and planned to get a glimpse of the identity of the man in black robe.
"Don't look! Tu Ao, look away!"
Qingfeng hurriedly stopped him. As he spoke, his fingers condensed the magic formula to cut off the spiritual consciousness emitted by Tu Ao.
Tu Ao, the chief disciple of Elder Jingming, a Mahayana monk, is the weakest among the five.
"Thank you Qingfeng. Fortunately, you took action in time, otherwise my eyes would be gone." Tu Ao took a deep breath and rubbed his eyes.
Hearing this, the woman in white robe was slightly startled and said in surprise: "What is going on? Qingfeng."
Chi Yue nodded slightly and explained: "The black robe that man is wearing must be Master Youxuan's black flame cloak! Tu Ao, this silly boy, really dares to look at anything, he deserves it!"
After saying that, he gave Tu Ao a fierce look.
Tu Ao also knew that he was in the wrong, so he had to lower his head and reflect.
"Black Flame Cloak?" The woman in white robe raised her eyebrows and continued to ask.
Lei Ming smiled calmly and said: "Junior Sister Shuihe doesn't know that the black robe was obtained by Uncle Youxuan when he killed a great demon in the Mahayana stage. It is a heaven-level magic weapon that can disguise one's identity and is extremely resistant to prying eyes. If If you use your spiritual sense to spy for a long time, you may be blinded by the black flames."
Shui He glanced at Jun Xiuyuan with his naked eyes and muttered to himself: "What is the identity of this uncle? Master Youxuan would actually take out his heaven-level magic weapon just to hide his identity." ? Except when he goes to the demon world to perform tasks, he keeps it well in the cave."
Even Shushan, the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals, only has a few heavenly magic weapons. This black flame cloak is still the best among heaven-level magic weapons. Although several people have not seen it a few times, they are all familiar with its name.
"Since my uncles and masters don't want us to know, don't ask!"
Qingfeng added in a nonchalant manner, his eyes couldn't help but look towards the center of the high platform.
Everyone was silent for a long time, and no one said anything.
He began to speculate about the identity of the mysterious uncle.
Among the ranks of personal disciples.
Chang Yin looked around and saw that no one had noticed him, so he quietly released his spiritual sense to check the people on the high platform.
"Why is there a restriction? My eyes."
Chang Yin covered his eyes and screamed, his body rolling on the ground.
Seeing this, Xu Changqing frowned and hurriedly pressed the magic formula. His index and middle fingers glowed with golden light. He then lifted up Chang Yin who was rolling on the ground and tapped his eyes twice before the burning light in Chang Yin's eyes disappeared.
"Chang Yin, are you okay?" Xu Changqing asked worriedly.
Chang Yin rubbed his eyes, blinked hard, and after making sure it was okay, he replied: "It's okay, thank you, senior brother."
Seeing that Chang Yin was not injured, Xu Changqing took a long breath, then changed the topic and scolded: "Didn't Master specifically tell you not to spy on people on the high platform? What are you doing? Fortunately, there is a barrier on the high platform. Barrier, otherwise your eyes will go blind."
"I know I was wrong, senior brother!" Chang Yin, who was scolded, lowered his head and reflected.
"Go back and copy the Tao Te Ching a hundred times! You are not allowed to leave the room until you finish copying."
"Huh? Copied again?"
"Hahaha, you deserve it!" Ranyun, who was meditating on the side, laughed out loud when he saw it. Without any taboo, he started to mock.
Chang Yin can be regarded as a close disciple of Canggu and Ranyun's first-level master, but his strength is only at the third level of Yuanying. In the hands of Ranyun, who is at the perfection of Yuanying, he cannot last for three rounds.
She has always respected her strength, but she doesn't even respect her great-uncle Jun Xiuyuan, let alone expect him to respect Chang Yin.
"I don't know which ancestor is going through the tribulation. The five elders plus the elder's leader, this battle must be the immortal tribulation!" Ranyun held his chin and looked at the people on the high platform.
Zi Ling, who was next to Ranyun, blinked in confusion and widened her eyes: "Why do I feel that the people on the high platform look very familiar!"
"Like my great uncle!"
Hearing this, Ranyun rubbed Zi Ling's shoulder and chuckled: "Hey, hey, hey! Zi Ling, are you okay? Why have you been talking so much these days that you are your great uncle? Are you following his rules?"
"What kind of thunder tribulation did Master Master survive during the foundation building period? What do you think about all day long?" As he spoke, Ranyun bent his right index finger and tapped Zi Ling's head lightly.
On the hill.
Jun Xiuyuan crossed his legs and sat cross-legged on the cushions of the high platform. He held his chin with his left hand and kept tapping the wooden boards on the high platform with his fingers of his right hand, as if he was impatient to wait.
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"
Suddenly, Canggu floated in the air, injecting spiritual power into the sound, and the sound was like thunder: "This time, I, the mysterious elder of Shushan, go through the thunder tribulation of the Mahayana period. Everyone must know what the thunder tribulation is. For monks, that is, It’s a disaster, but it’s also an opportunity.”
"The reason why it is a disaster is because if you are not careful, you will die, but the spiritual energy storm brought by the thunder disaster will allow the monks to break through the shackles and improve their realm."
"What is the spiritual energy storm? It can only be produced by great monks above the Mahayana stage to overcome the tribulation. It will take several years, or even more than ten years, for an elder in the integration stage to start the tribulation in the entire Shu Mountain. I think everyone should be aware of this opportunity. It’s hard-won.”
"Everyone seizes the opportunity to understand, practice, and seek a chance from the disaster."
Someone among the inner disciples asked: "Elder Canggu, I wonder which elder is here to overcome the tribulation?"
There are only Dacheng stage elders in the entire Shu Mountain, and most of the elders are in the combined stage. If one suddenly appears, many disciples have doubts in their hearts.
After being asked the question, Cang Gu was also startled, and turned to look at the position of the five chief disciples, Lei Ming.
After Lei Ming and Cang Gu looked at each other, their faces looked as ugly as if they had eaten dead flies, and then they lowered their heads.
"Lei Ming, it's not easy for you to be the Great Elder of the Shushan Inner Sect!" Qingfeng couldn't help but teased as he looked at the shrunken Lei Ming.
"As a Shushan disciple, you should ask what you should ask, and don't ask what you shouldn't!"
Canggu did not blame the inner disciple. After saying a word, he returned to the formation position.
Since Qingwei has set up a barrier between Jun Xiuyuan and the outside world, Jun Xiuyuan cannot sense what is happening in the outside world.
A clear voice penetrated the barrier and appeared in Jun Xiuyuan's ears: "Junior brother Xiuyuan, the tribulation formation has been set up and it's time to form elixirs."
"I understand, senior brother."
Hearing this, Jun Xiuyuan focused his spiritual consciousness on the pseudo-elixir in his dantian and quickly ran the "Sword Spirit Heart Seal Jue". Soon a huge spiritual sword a hundred feet long appeared on the high platform, and a huge spiritual eye blinked on top of the spiritual sword.
As soon as he opened and closed his eyes, the spiritual energy in the sky quickly gathered on Jun Xiuyuan.
The illusory pseudo-elixir in the dantian quickly solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Sword Spirit Heart Seal Jue!!"
When they saw the huge spiritual sword appearing behind Jun Xiuyuan, the five elders, five first disciples and the disciples in the circle couldn't help but exclaimed.
