The enlightenment of covering the sky starts with security guards

Chapter 266 Qingxuan Taoist
Mo Ling sighed again, his eyes showed no fluctuation, and his divine power suddenly exploded.

The turbulent divine power exploded in the sea like waves, like a nuclear bomb.

Taoist Qingxuan who was watching the show on the side changed his face drastically, and a black and mysterious turtle shell shadow stood in front of him.

And Heisha, when he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

The domineering divine power directly crushed the giant shark's phantom. Mo Ling struck it with a palm, the sea surface collapsed, and the black evil turned into blood mist. He didn't even have time to fight for his life.

After the storm passed, the sea returned to calm, but what was calmer than the sea were the powerful people around it.

The young man who stood there stupidly looking at the center felt a sense of absurdity at the scene in front of him.

The Black Evil was making waves in the ocean, arrogant and domineering, with the support of the Tiger Shark Clan. Such a man of great influence actually died like this, without any fanfare, just slapped to death like an ant.

They didn't know how to describe this feeling.

But one thing they were sure of was that this human boy who suddenly appeared was not easy to mess with.

The one who felt the most was Taoist Qingxuan. He was closest to Heisha and felt even more profoundly.

The casual attack of the young man in front of him actually gave him a fatal crisis. Although the attack just now could not break his defense, it would not necessarily be the case if he attacked with all his strength.

Thinking about the many speculations before, this is not a treasure, it is obviously the strength of a monster.

All kinds of little thoughts were suppressed by him.

Mo Ling didn't even look at the blood mist on the sea. He glanced around casually and looked at Taoist Qingxuan.

Feeling the gaze, Taoist Qingxuan immediately clasped his fists and said in a friendly tone:

"I, Qingxuan, have met my little friend!"

If you are strong, you will be treated politely wherever you go.

Mo Ling nodded, not embarrassed, but asked:
"Where is this place?"

Qingxuan's eyes were a little strange, but he still replied:

"This is Wangyang, Eight Thousand Cave Mansion!"

Mo Ling narrowed his eyes. His understanding of crape myrtle was only superficial. There are vast oceans of crape myrtle in the north. Apart from these, the rest was basically vague.

Mo Ling shook his head. He didn't expect to end up in such a place.

He came to Ziwei for two purposes, the number secret and the word secret, and the fusang sacred tree.

The number secrets have not been unified yet, and the inheritance in Laozi's Taoist palace was destroyed by Yin Tiande, so the number secrets can only be obtained from Yin Tiande, and the Fuso Sacred Tree.

Among them, the Fuso Sacred Tree is in the ocean, and the rest are on land, and they are far away from the north.

Moreover, the ocean is so vast that we don’t even know its exact location.

Therefore, his current position is simply fucked. As long as he is on land, he can also seek many treasures.

But what about here?There were indeed treasures, but he didn't like many of them.

Mo Ling sighed, cupped his fists at Taoist Qingxuan and said:
"My dear Mo Ling, because of the sudden fall into Wangyang during the previous battle, I asked the Taoist priest to tell me about the situation in Wangyang. I am very grateful!"

Qingxuan's eyes flashed with enlightenment, he waved his hands and said with a smile:

"My little friend is serious."

Next, the old man began to briefly explain the situation here to Mo Ling.

The ocean in the northern part of Ziwei is very vast, and so far, no one has heard of anyone who moved the entire ocean across it.Especially in the depths of the ocean, countless strong men dare not set foot. This is just like the forbidden land in Beidou. The inexplicable weirdness will swallow up the strong men who step into the depths, leaving them completely unknown.

In this ocean, the three largest groups are the tiger sharks, piranhas, and dolphins.

The power of the three ethnic groups spread across the entire ocean. Although they are not the strongest, basically no one will conflict with them.

However, although there are three major ethnic groups, Wang Yang is not ruled by the three major ethnic groups, and they are not the strongest.

The stronger ones here are some rogue cultivators. In this sea area, there are tens of thousands of personal forces, which are similar to rogue cultivators. Some rogue cultivators even have the power of Dao-Slaying Kings, and even the three major clans do not dare to provoke them.

And his current location is an area with dense personal power. This area is named Eight Thousand Cave Mansion.

After the introduction, Taoist Qingxuan kindly reminded Mo Ling:

"Little friend, you just killed the Black Evil, be careful next time, the tiger shark family will not let it go!"

In this regard, Mo Ling smiled lightly and said nothing.

Taoist Qingxuan looked deeply at Mo Ling. He didn't know whether he was arrogant or confident, but no matter what, the strength Mo Ling showed was worthy of his friendship.

Then, Taoist Qingxuan said:
"My little friend, it will be my four thousandth birthday in one month. I will hold a banquet and invite everyone. If you have nothing to do, you can go to my cave!"

Mo Ling happily agreed and said with a smile: "Thank you, senior, for the invitation. I will definitely go!"

Soon, Taoist Qingxuan left his bearings and left, and the people watching the excitement quickly dispersed.

Mo Ling's eyes were shining. He was four thousand years old, and his energy and blood showed no signs of declining. This old guy was not simple.

No matter what field or time, long life itself is an advantage, especially in this world, as long as you have enough lifespan, you can achieve the throne of God.

He also knows a lot about the Black Turtle clan. Although this clan has a long lifespan, it is rare for them to be able to live up to 4000 years with great strength and peak vitality and blood.

Of course, Mo Ling was not coveting other people's secrets, he was more interested in this banquet.

With the influence of Taoist Qingxuan, many people will participate. This is an opportunity.

Most of the news in Wang Yang is in the hands of these people, and there may be news about Fusang.

One month later, Taoist Qingxuan celebrated his [-]th birthday. He invited many guests to celebrate his birthday in Qingxuan Cave and had a grand banquet.

The Eight Thousand Cave Mansion instantly became lively. Most of the people here were based on personal strength. Although the old man Qingxuan was not strong, he was well-known and had a good-natured character that many people respected.

Countless powerful people went there one after another, and even the three major clans sent people to participate.

Four thousand years old not only represents seniority, but also strength and status.

On this day, Qingxuan Cave was very lively, and several Taoist boys were waiting in front of the cave to welcome the guests.

"Old Man Deadwood is here!"

"The Taoist Heavenly Soldiers have arrived!"

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The arrival of powerful men with high reputations made the banquet more and more noisy. Taoist Qingxuan, who was sitting in the main seat, smiled like Maitreya and greeted each of the powerful men.

Mo Ling came late. He had nothing to do, so he could have come very early, but on the way here, he got lost.

That's right, it's getting lost!
It was not that he was a road-crazy, but that he was in the ocean and the starry sky, boundless and vast, and finally found the road on the sea that the young monk found after searching.

(End of this chapter)