Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 541 Man-made Disaster
The first light shield only blocked a few waves before it was shattered by the power of subsequent waves.

One side of the Eight Diagrams Formation on Gui Baozhu's back immediately broke and exploded with a loud bang.

Several beams of light flew out from the high tower and landed on the back of Gui Baozhu. Each of them waved a formation plate and a formation flag, reactivating the first protective light shield.

These people all have the aura of Golden Core cultivation.

Lu Ye looked intently.

There is his wife Pan Furong, who is dressed in a red robe and looks heroic; there is Wang Hu, who has grown taller out of nowhere and is like an iron tower; there is also his third brother Zhang Cunyi, who has extraordinary arms, and the fourth brother Shu Chitu, who is not taller than his waist.

In addition, there is his only disciple, Lan Wutong.

Lu Ye was delighted.

Well, several of my brothers and their wives have been promoted to a higher level. Their strength has been improved, and they have finally entered the ranks of high-level cultivators.

In addition, several rays of light flew out from the high tower and landed on the back of Gui Baozhu.

Among them, the one dressed as a scholar is Fan Buju; the one wearing a red headscarf, cloak and a sword at her waist is Hong Jie, just like she was dressed when she was in the rebel army; and the burly man with arms and waist as strong as an ape is Zhang Biao, the son of the third brother, who also has a beard now.

These three people have now become foundation-building monks.

Finally, there was Elder Tie Gong and a young man.

Elder Tiegong had aged a lot. The young man next to him had a full beard and was about the size of a smaller Iron Tower Tiger. However, he looked much better, with a clever look in his eyes, and his face seemed vaguely familiar.

Hey, it’s that little bastard Wang Zikuan.

In Lu Ye's impression, he was still a devil who tormented flowers and plants, and a tyrant who shaved his winged horse. Now he has grown into a sturdy man, and his cultivation has reached the great perfection of Qi training, which is considered pretty good.

Lu Ye quickly glanced at everyone and felt very pleased to see that they had all made great progress in the past ten years.

He had been in seclusion for ten years, and was in a state of complete meditation and perception most of the time, so he had no idea what was happening outside.

If Rugui Baozhu advanced to the Nascent Soul stage and several of his sworn brothers and disciples and fellow Taoists advanced to the Golden Core stage, it would inevitably bring about heavenly tribulations and strange phenomena, causing quite a commotion. However, it did not disturb Lu Ye who was in meditation in the cave.

Now is not the time to reminisce and think too much.

Lu Ye raised his head and looked forward.

The huge wave that broke through the first defensive shield continued to move forward, first flattening and wiping out the market town on the edge of the island. More than a thousand monks screamed and flew into the air to avoid it.

The raging waves mixed with supreme kinetic energy continued to move forward, crushing the trees and rocks along the way into pieces like a whirlwind.

Then he broke through the second protective light shield effortlessly.

The formation plates in the hands of the people on the turtle's back shattered one after another, and everyone changed color.

At this moment they heard a familiar voice shouting loudly.

“Change blocking to unblocking!”

"The third magic formation changed from blocking to spreading, and only protected the mortal towns and a few places where disciples practiced."

Everyone changed their formation as he instructed without hesitation, and when they looked back, Lu Ye had already fallen on Gui Baozhu's back.

"Husband!"

"Big brother..."

"master……"

"Uncle..."

Everyone greeted him with surprise. Lu Ye nodded in response and said seriously that it was more important to deal with the natural disaster at hand first.

He stood at the main formation plate and mobilized the fourth level of the magic formation. He even ignored Zhongxiang Peak and only guarded the two tall towers under his feet.

But on Zhongxiang Island, the light of the third and fourth protective formations was like a candle in the wind, flickering constantly and almost going out, just like a few isolated reefs in the waves, looking shaky.

Fortunately, the huge waves finally surged out from the side of the "reef" and flowed away.

Wave after wave came from the sea, covering the sky and the earth. The power of heaven and earth was shocking, and it raged for half an hour.

The earth shook violently on Nakago Island, but the island finally survived the disaster.

There are only a few mortal towns, disciples' training places, and the twin towers of Zhongxiang Peak on the island.

The rest of the place was in ruins, with all the green vegetation on the mountains washed away. The island was full of stagnant water and mud. In some low-lying areas, the sea water carried the corpses of human demons that had rushed in from nowhere and gathered there.

In addition, many sea fish were also washed ashore on the island, struggling helplessly.

There was little damage to other parts of Zhongxiang Island.

But the exception was the market town, where the first protective shield was shattered, flattening all the buildings.

An alert monk ascended to heaven and escaped the disaster.

Many monks also died under the pressure of the waves at the first moment.

Even many monks who ascended to heaven had low-level cultivation and exhausted their magic power under the subsequent waves. They fell from the sky and were buried in the waves.

Now, the huge waves have gone, and green ghosts are wandering in many places on the island, and faint cries can be heard.

"Fifth brother, Elder Tiegong, go to the market and various places on the island to check the casualties and treat the wounded."

"Wu Tong, Lao Er, Lao San, Lao Si, you go to the four sea areas, go quickly and come back quickly to check the casualties in each area."

"Madam, you lead Fan Buju, Sister Hong, Zhang Biao, and Wang Zikuan to Bilang Island and its affiliated islands. Move separately and report back on the casualties."

"Let's make some rough arrangements for Zhongxiang Island first. Elder Tiegong will lead the monks and his wife to join the disaster relief efforts."

Lu Ye uttered a few words in succession, and all the cultivators hurriedly rose into the air and scattered everywhere.

He summoned the magical black-back double-winged weapon, put it on his back, and flew quickly into the sky before lowering his head and looking back.

The waves that had previously raged on Zhongxiang Island have surged southward and continued to move forward. Looking around, the waves are like an arc-shaped wall of water, pushing the sea surface flat, sweeping away any protruding islands and buildings on the sea surface along the way, and the ends of the waves are completely invisible.

It was a blue water wall that was more than ten meters high. When viewed from the air, the top of the waves were covered with white flowers, and it contained countless corpses of humans, monsters, fish, and building debris, rushing forward.

Lu Ye flew low over the top of the waves and even saw the corpses of birds among them.

From the direction point of view.

The waves should have come from somewhere north of Nakago Island.

Lu Ye chose to fly eastward. He flew at a high speed for half an hour, but he still couldn't see the end of the waves.

His face was filled with horror. What natural disaster had occurred somewhere to cause such a horrific scene?

If there were no cultivators and defensive barriers in this world, countless people on earth would have died from this wave alone.

He turned decisively and rushed north to see where the waves first broke.

With his wings vibrating, Lu Ye turned into a ray of rainbow light and sped through the sky, hurrying on his way with all his might, not sparing any of his magic power.

He had a premonition.

The huge waves that could cause such a huge scale and violate natural phenomena should not be a natural disaster.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and his spiritual reaction is much stronger than others.

This wave came from the north and had such a strong destructive power when it reached Zhongxiang Island. It was also mixed with a faint, completely unfamiliar aura of spiritual energy that seemed to not exist in this world.

He always felt something ominous was going on.

in this way.

He flew for half a day and flew thousands of miles away before he stopped in the air.

From time to time, cultivators flew by in the low sky, all with fear on their faces.

Many of them were Jindan cultivators, and occasionally there would be Yuanying masters flying by.

Lu Ye reached out and wiped his face, then put on a mask made from thousand-year-old peach wood and Xirang, changed into another set of clothes, folded his black-back wings, and the magician in his hand turned into a banana fan.

So the ballet Taoist priest returned to the arena.

He only used Thunder Escape to travel, which slowed his speed by nearly half, but he was still considered one of the top among the Nascent Soul cultivators.

really.

Soon, several Nascent Soul escape lights approached from different directions and stopped a hundred feet away, which was a safe distance for Nascent Soul cultivators and obviously had no hostility.

There is a red-robed monk, one hundred beggars in tattered clothes, and a fortune teller holding a banner.

"Hello fellow Taoists..." Lu Ye bowed first, "I am Taoist Ballet..."

The three cultivators also quickly bowed in response and gave their names.

The monk's name was Jianli, also known as the Dharma Protector Jianli. He held a crescent shovel in his hand, and his exposed muscles were bronze in color. It was obvious that he had practiced a powerful physical training method.

The beggar in the hundred-knotted robe had unkempt hair and a dirty face, but he held a green bamboo staff in his hand, which was as crystal-clear as jade. At first glance, it was a top-notch magic weapon. His Taoist name was the Hundred-Knotted Beggar. Finally, the fortune teller's banner had "Go for Good Luck" written on the front and "Avoid Evil" written on the back. His Taoist name was the Fortune Teller.

These three people are the masters of the sea thousands of miles away. They are all Nascent Soul cultivators, and the island they are on is also one of the largest islands among the three thousand islands in the East China Sea.

Today, a natural disaster and waves hit the island where the three people were, causing heavy losses.

They followed the direction of the waves, traced the source, and flew all the way here, where they met by chance. They planned to travel together and invited the "Ballet Taoist" to go with them.

Lu Ye readily agreed.

The four people tracked here from different directions, which means they are close to the source. Of course, it is better to be cautious.

Then they all flew forward together, but only a few hundred miles.

They looked ahead and saw a black beam of light emerging from the sea a few miles away. It stood upright there, a hundred feet high and several feet thick.

Like an iron rod poking through the seabed and exposed.

Everyone was horrified. This was just what was exposed on the sea surface. How deep was the seabed?

Lu Ye had a serious look on his face. Now that he was close to the black light column, he could feel that the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth had increased by several levels, almost reaching the level of a third-level spiritual vein.

What is the concept of a third-level spiritual vein?
The spiritual vein on Zhongxiang Island is only at the third level. By using the spirit gathering array, a place can be created to provide an adequate supply of fourth-level spiritual energy, which is the two tall towers on Zhongxiang Peak.

If there is such rich spiritual energy within a few miles outside the light column, how rich would the spiritual energy be at the core of the light column?

Moreover, the properties of these spiritual energies are strange, with chaotic, confusing, and yin attributes, which do not seem to be things from this world.

Lu Ye suddenly thought of the two-winged demon clan.

No way?
Could it be that these people are from another world and have traveled here?

That’s not right either.

In Scholar Kong Kong's memory, the space-time passage was near Nanliu Sect, but here is still far away from Nanliu Sect.

He was still frowning in thought.

The beggar leader in hundreds of robes looked around and his face turned grim.

"I know this place."

"It turns out there is a large Yuanying sect called Qingfeng Island, which covers an area of ​​dozens of miles."

"There are eighty-one small islands under its jurisdiction. There are about a million monks and ordinary people under its jurisdiction. It is a prosperous sea area."

"The master of the sea is Qingfeng Zhenren, the head of Qingfeng Island. He is very powerful."

The guardian Jianli next to him suddenly spoke.

"Could it be that Fairy Cheng Bingyan of Futu Island was looking for a husband twenty years ago, and finally made it to the third level of the top ten arena battle, and was ranked tenth by Master Qingfeng?"

"But later Fairy Cheng Bingyan chose Qian Chanzi instead of Master Qingfeng."

The beggar leader of a hundred robes nodded and said, "That's right."

He said that among the top ten that year, eight spots were actually reserved for people from the four superstars and four major factions, and there was no shady deal involved.

But the strength of Marshal Hong Yinlong, Jian Jinnan and the other eight men was indeed outstanding.

The fact that Taoist Qingfeng and Qian Chanzi were able to break into the top ten and grab the only two spots shows how strong they are.

He pointed to where the black pillar stood.

"If I remember correctly, that's where Qingfeng Island is."

"Now, Qingfeng Island has been completely destroyed. Taoist Qingfeng, along with his thousands of disciples and hundreds of thousands of mortal followers, are probably all gone."

"The 81 affiliated islands are also likely to be completely destroyed."

The fortune teller who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke.

"From this perspective, Taoist Qingfeng has a bad fate."

"Fairy Cheng Bingyan didn't choose him at the beginning. She had good vision and great fortune."

The beggar leader of a hundred robes looked at him strangely.

"I'm afraid you just came out of retreat and don't know?"

"A few years ago, Bing Ling Shuang Dao supported Cheng Bingyan and broke into the Zhong Hai Sect to fight against Qian Chanzi."

"Qian Chanzi cooperated with the formation and finally drove it out."

"Fairy Cheng Bingyan and Qian Chanzi divorced a long time ago."

"They say they are getting divorced, but in fact they are enemies for life and death..."

Avoid the fortune teller: "..."

Not only did this topic go off topic, but it also made me lose face.

Dharma Protector Jianli pointed to the sky and brought the topic back to the topic.

"Everyone, look up at the sky."

Everyone looked up at the sky and their faces changed color.

Just now they flew here at high speed, and they felt that the sky was dim, as if shrouded in a green light.

At first, everyone was surprised by the strange phenomena in the world, but they did not pay much attention to them.

Now if you look closely, the thin green screen in the sky is actually made up of countless resentful souls of humans and demons, wandering in the sky.

Because there are too many of them, they are densely packed, stacked up in layers, and wandering around in piles.

Ghosts are formed only after the death of spiritual practitioners. They are afraid of sunlight and strong winds.

But because too many mortals died here.

Although they cannot form ghosts after death, they still have their own resentful soul energy, which in turn nourishes and strengthens the ghosts of these cultivators after death.

So many of them huddled together and flew high into the sky. Even though some ghosts on the periphery were melted by the sun and blown away by strong winds from time to time, there was no visible change in the area.

The reason is simple: too many souls died at the same time.

When the four people saw this, their faces changed drastically and their hearts became unstable.

Although there were constant civil wars in the human world, it was rare for all the people in an entire region to be wiped out. However, it happened before our eyes.

It seemed that the black pillar came from the bottom of the sea, bursting with power, and raising endless waves that swept in all directions.

Qingfeng Sea Area was the unlucky one, sitting on the crater and was blown to pieces on the spot.

The Dharma protector Jianli was chanting the Buddha's name with fear on his face.

"This, this, this..."

"There are so many ghosts, they must be liberated!"

"If we leave it alone, I'm afraid many evil spirits will be born, and even a Nascent Soul-level ghost king will be born."

The beggar leader of a hundred robes urged.

"Fellow Daoist, you are the only Buddhist practitioner among us, so what are you waiting for?"

Seeing that the Dharma protector was practicing hard, he shook his head and said that if there were thousands of ghosts, he would just send them away.

However, he followed the path of a Buddhist guardian and was good at fighting but not at salvation.

There were so many ghosts in the sky that they blocked out the sun and the sky, and he could not convert them all even if he worked himself to death. It seemed that he had to find other Yuanying monks, and find a few more to form a large formation for conversion. It would take more than a month, and perhaps he could slowly send these tens of thousands of ghosts to the reincarnation path.

As they were talking, everyone had already flown to the vicinity of the light column, circling around it to observe and experience the unusual spiritual energy. They also discovered that there were strange runes flying around the black light column.

The fact is very clear, this could not be a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth, but a method used by cultivators.

The four were shocked.

The Dharma Protector Jianli was so angry that his hands were shaking.

"Who... who dares to defy the will of the world and do something so against the will of heaven?"

"What kind of evil demonic formation is this? It can kill so many people and create a huge wave that sweeps across the four directions!"

The fortune teller had a fortune-telling box in his hand and muttered, "Let me tell you what kind of evil spirit this is."

He took out a stick tube from his storage ring. There were dozens of densely packed bamboo sticks inside. He used a secret method and muttered something to himself.

Suddenly, there was a cracking sound from the skewers box, and all the bamboo sticks broke.

(End of this chapter)