Chapter 309 The old monk in gray robe, the great array to suppress demons! [Subscribe please]
"Quick, quick, go!"
"Get out of here, get out of my way, don't get in the way!"
There was chaos in the mine tunnel!
One warrior after another rushed out desperately, fearing that they would be buried in the collapsed mine.
Wei Hong raised his hand and wiped it on his face, transforming into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. He blended in with the crowd and rushed out of the mine tunnel back to the bottom of the Shen Jianyuan cliff, without attracting anyone's attention.
Mine entrance!
Thousands of people have gathered at this moment!
Not only the masters of various small groups gathered here, but even the garrison rarely mobilized all, looking at the mine tunnel with horrified eyes.
The ground inside was shaking and rocks collapsed!
There were roars and roars as the thick black mist rolled in. From time to time, sword energy broke through the rock formations, cutting through the void in strands. It looked extremely terrifying!
Wei Hong was secretly glad that he escaped from the mine decisively!
If you still hide in the secret room and try to get through, your head may be pierced by the sword energy accidentally. Then you will really have no place to reason, and you will die in a miserable way!
"Damn it, didn't the demonic mist tide erupt some time ago? Why did it erupt again? And this time it's even more ferocious than last time. Is there something wrong with the demon-suppressing formation?"
"Who knows, fortunately, the guardian immortal master took action personally, otherwise we might have been unlucky just now!"
"Made, why is it so difficult to mine some minerals in this poor place?"
Everyone was cursing and talking.
There were waves of fear on everyone's face.
Everyone present is a powerful being in the outside world. As masters at the top of the pyramid, they have always been respected by everyone. How did they end up in this situation?
It’s not just hard work mining!
You have to be careful of the tide of magic mist and various dangers again and again, it’s frustrating just thinking about it!
After a while of noisy waiting!
The movement in the mine tunnel gradually subsided, and the billowing black fog quickly shrank back. Apparently, the guarding immortal master had solved the trouble.
Soon!
An old man with a white beard, an immortal spirit, and a gray robe slowly walked out of the mine.
There was a faint fluorescent light surrounding his robe, and any stone or dust that came close would be blown away, making him look like an immortal.
"Meet the Immortal Master!"
Everyone saluted respectfully!
Even the few Xiantian realms in the crowd did not dare to show any slightness. After all, these were mysterious immortal cultivators.
Who knows what will happen if you offend the other party?
Therefore, it is always right to be more respectful. After all, in the eyes of immortal cultivators, the warriors in the Sin Realm are not much better than ants, and they do not have any capital for arrogance.
The old monk in gray robe looked around expressionlessly, and finally announced in a cold voice: "There is a crack in the demon-suppressing array, so that the demonic energy leaks out and endangers the mining area. I have reported it to the sect, and there will be an array master in the near future. Come and fix it!”
"However, before that, the tide of magic mist will erupt frequently, and it may even affect the entire mining area. For the safety of everyone, in the next few months, everyone in the entire mining area, except for the guards and handymen, must assist me in guarding. Big array.”
Everyone was shocked when they heard this!
What does guarding the formation mean? Can they still be of help? This is the method used by cultivators of immortality. How can you understand it?
"Immortal Master!" A swordsman in a green robe asked respectfully: "I wonder how you want us to help?"
"It's not difficult!"
The gray-robed old monk raised his hand and waved.
Dense spots of light immediately appeared in the sky above Shen Jianyuan, and they connected together to form a huge formation.
It is mysterious, mysterious, and breathtaking!
Everyone just felt like they were in a cage, as if if anything happened, they would be mercilessly suppressed by the formation.
"From now on, at noon and midnight every day, everyone must practice cross-legged under the formation, use their own essence and internal energy to replenish the loss of the formation, and persist until the formation master of Qingyun Sect comes to help. I understand. "?" The gray-robed old monk said coldly, and everyone gasped in fright.
Everyone is not a stupid greenhead!
Although I don’t understand the methods of the Immortal Family, they are clearly treating everyone as nutrients to supply the formation, and may even damage their energy and longevity. Who would be stupid enough to really agree?
"Master Immortal, isn't this inappropriate? We ordinary people are of low ability, how can we help an immortal?"
"Yes, Master Immortal, you'd better find another way. This way is inappropriate!"
Several rough-looking men from Beidi refused at first.
The gray-robed old monk's eyes flashed, and a token suddenly appeared in his hand, and then the formation suddenly lit up.
"Uh-huh!"
Thousands of sword energy suddenly fell from the sky, attacking the crowd like raindrops.
This scene happened so fast and violently that many people had not yet reacted, and even more people retreated desperately!
But only the people who spoke just now couldn't move!
They seemed to be controlled by something, their eyes widened in fear and they wanted to cry out and beg for mercy, but the next moment they were drowned by the tide of sword energy.
"Boom!"
There was a loud roar accompanied by bursts of smoke.
Several people instantly turned into puddles of flesh and blood. After the sword energy dissipated, a deep pit appeared on the ground, which shocked everyone present.
"hiss!"
Everyone gasped.
Even Wei Hong couldn't help but feel his scalp numb and sweating. Is this the method of cultivating immortals? It’s really terrifying and unpredictable!
He couldn't help but take it in!
If he had been locked in just now, he would have had no way to escape, and even if he used the black sword, he would have no hope of resistance.
Compared with the warriors who only had fists, feet, and swords, the methods of the immortal cultivators were obviously more advanced and powerful. No wonder even the Xiantian Realm did not dare to act presumptuously in front of the gray-robed old cultivator.
"Every day at noon and noon, except for the garrison troops and the chores, everyone must cross their knees under the formation to practice, and use their own essence and internal force to replenish the loss of the formation, and persist until the formation master of Qingyun Sect comes to help. Do you understand?" The gray-robed old cultivator repeated it again.
"Yes, I will obey the order of the immortal master!"
Everyone was full of grievances but had to pretend to be submissive.
No matter what elders, sect masters, or princes and nobles they were in the outside world, they were just ants that could be crushed to death in the eyes of the immortal cultivators. A few Beidi barbarians had paid the price for not knowing whether to live or die, so how could everyone dare to act presumptuously?
"Now, let's start!"
The gray-robed old monk appeared a hundred feet above the mine cave, on a platform on the edge of the cliff, threw out a cushion and sat cross-legged on it, silently staring at everyone.
If anyone wanted to cheat, the power of the immortal cultivators would definitely be able to see through it, so even if everyone was reluctant, they had to sit cross-legged on the ground with bitter faces.
Wei Hong found a remote open space and sat down silently, and began to practice with his eyes closed!
