The arrival of the woman did not surprise the old man and the middle-aged man. After all, Fengyue Sect now only has three Nascent Soul stage monks in charge, and a junior brother led some disciples of Fengyue Sect to go north to support the Great Jin Kingdom and the Western Qin Kingdom.

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"Eh? Junior Sister Qiao, have you broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul?" The middle-aged man glanced at the woman in red and his expression changed.

The woman giggled and waved her sleeves generously, "Senior Brother He, you and I are at the same level now, please don't bully me again in the future!"

The middle-aged man was ashamed and threw his hands away, "Junior sister Qiao is joking, who in our Fengyue Sect dares to bully you!"

"Be quiet, that person is about to start!" The old man's eyes flashed, and he suddenly blurted out in a low voice.

The middle-aged man and the woman in red were startled and hurriedly cast their consciousness into the distance.

At this time, more and more spiritual lights appeared over the caves in the valley, and gradually condensed into one.

After a while, an endless glow of five colors appeared in the sky within a hundred miles.

In the glow, the sound of wind, rain and thunder arose loudly, the wind blew violently, and patches of colorful clouds rolled up and rolled with the sound of thunder, and then quickly gathered towards the center from all directions.

The sky above the mountain peaks around the cave was dazzling, forming a huge ball of light about a mile in diameter. The gleaming light flowed inside, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.

Suddenly, an earth-shattering thunder sounded out of thin air, and the entire stone mountain shook suddenly.

Then, a pillar of green light shot out from the stone mountain and shot right into the high-altitude light group. The huge light group was immediately surrounded by dark clouds, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

The light group began to shrink and deform little by little in the clouds, and at the same time, the bloody lightning flashed, becoming more and more dazzling.

Some monks who were relatively close to the scene had already rushed to the vicinity of the small valley. Looking at the astonishing celestial phenomena in the sky, they all looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Not long after, the huge light group condensed into a fist-sized crystal ball under the astonished eyes of everyone. The huge and terrifying spiritual energy contained in it made all the monks watching nearby change their expressions, and no one dared to act rashly.

There was a soft "bang" sound, and the round bead flashed and turned into a ball of three-colored clouds about ten feet in diameter. It quickly escaped downwards and disappeared into the rocky mountain in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the nearby

Celestial phenomena such as wind, rain, thunder and lightning disappeared in an instant, and everything returned to normal.

At this moment, all the monks nearby stared at each other, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, a sound like a dragon's roar came from the stone mountain, rising straight into the sky. Then the color of the world changed, and a human-shaped light and shadow about a hundred feet high appeared on the stone mountain.

This light and shadow shimmered with four-color auras, and its hands and feet were astonishingly thick. Because the aura on his face was so powerful, no one could see clearly the giant's lineup. They only felt that this figure seemed so majestic that no one dared to look up at it. This even made these monks horrified.

Unexpectedly, this light and shadow nodded slightly, and two powerful beams of light swept past everyone, making people hold their breath for an instant wherever they passed.

The sound of "pop" sounded one after another, and some monks' whole bodies sank, half-kneeling on the ground like Mount Tai weighing on top, unable to get up at all.

Several monks with advanced cultivation barely managed to stand firm, but their knees were shaking slightly and the veins on their foreheads were throbbing, looking like they were struggling to do so.

Just when these monks were trembling with fear and secretly complaining, the huge figure seemed to smile, and its body suddenly turned into starlight that filled the sky, and disappeared.

This scene made everyone stunned. In the quiet room, Brother Ji sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed. He felt very clearly what was happening in the cave next to him.

Fatty Luo was smiling with his eyes closed at this time.

On top of his head, there was a miniature baby about an inch tall, climbing and playing on his bun.

This baby is white and tender, with a blue light covering its body. Its appearance is the same as that of Fatty Luo, but its face is full of excitement and laughter, and its face is lewd and lustful.

Underneath the baby lay the fat man's body, with a rosy complexion and a slight grin on his lips. He was obviously extremely happy. However, his breath was long, as if he was still in a deep sleep.

After a while, the baby seemed a little tired from playing. After yawning, a blue light flashed and penetrated into Fatty Luo's body from the Tianling Gai.

Fatty Luo's expression changed, and after his eyelids trembled slightly, he finally opened his eyes, revealing a pair of warm and restrained bright eyes, unusually clear.

After waking up, Fatty Luo didn't get up immediately. Instead, with a hint of ecstasy on his face, he whispered, "Damn Murong, I'm faster than you! So this is what it feels like in the Nascent Soul stage, hehe..."

He suddenly stretched out a hand and looked over it several times under his eyes. Suddenly he raised one hand and touched the top of his head, with an incredible look on his face.

After a full cup of tea, the excited expression on Fatty Luo's face gradually faded away, and he finally returned to normal.

He glanced at the situation in the quiet room, stretched, and finally stood up. Then with a flick of his finger, a ray of green light shot onto the stone door.

Suddenly, the quiet room door flashed with light and rose silently.

Fatty Luo slowly walked out of the secret room, showing a deeply wary look. Thousands of people had already gathered in front of him.

These monks were floating in the air around the mountain, whispering. With their knowledge and experience, they naturally didn’t know what the celestial phenomenon just meant, and they could only make random guesses. But even so, what happened just now has already happened.

Let them feel a little unbearable excitement.

Zhou Mengdie mixed in the crowd and rushed here.

She witnessed everything that happened nearby, and she couldn't help but show an uncertain look on her face.

At this moment, several more rays of light of different colors hurriedly flew here. After the light converged, five or six monks in the alchemy stage appeared with solemn expressions.

The leader was an old man named Yan in the late Jindan period who had some issues with Brother Ji. His face was gloomy and very ugly. Next to him were Zhang Luo, Chen Jun and others from Shenfu Peak and Danchen Peak.

A monk in the golden elixir stage of Zhongfeng Yue Sect.

Everyone could clearly see that the monk who had condensed the Nascent Soul just now looked very familiar to them.

In recent years, there have been a few rare wind attribute spiritual root disciples, the seed-level players named by Zhang Luo of Danchen Peak!

"It's him..."

Zhang Luo opened his mouth, with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Junior Brother Zhang, that person looks familiar. Is he from Danchen Peak?" Chen Jun and others came up to ask.

"This person is the fellow Taoist Luo who has the wind attribute and supernatural spiritual roots. However, we were all overpowered by him. It turns out that he has reached the realm of false babies! Haha, I think I gave him some personal guidance back then...

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Zhang Luo smiled bitterly, looking particularly awkward. The others were stunned and shook their heads.

Suddenly, the faces of all the monks changed, and they quickly flew around, shouting in a low voice, "All disciples must go back to the inside of the mountain. No one can come out without our orders! Friends around you, please leave, too. If you are here,

If there are any consequences if you stay, don’t blame our Fengyue Sect for ignoring it!”

The casual cultivators not far away didn't know why, so they just stepped back a mile or two and continued to watch.

Suddenly, an overwhelming sense of oppression dissipated towards the surroundings. The monks within a radius of five miles of the small valley suddenly felt as if their minds had been hit hard, and their expressions were extremely ugly.

Some low-level monks even fell over and fell from the flying spiritual weapons.

"Everyone, get away from me. If I see anyone still lingering here, then leave them all behind!"

A loud shout stirred up the clouds above the valley, and a fat and huge figure appeared in the sky of the valley. The man first scolded many casual cultivators behind him, then turned around and said to the monks of Fengyue Sect, "Fengyue Sect"

Fellow Taoists of the sect, please go back first! I want to protect my brother, and he is about to form a Nascent Soul. If you disturb me, don’t blame me for not remembering our old friendship!"

The three Nascent Soul stage monks of Fengyue Sect had received the message from Fatty Luo early on, and they immediately gave the order. In the blink of an eye, all the monks of Fengyue Sect returned to the six peaks, leaving only a dozen Golden Core stage monks and three Yuan Ying stage monks.

The ancestor who was an infant is still here.

When they heard Fatty Luo's words, their expressions changed suddenly.

"There's another person?!"

"Who...who is this person?!"

Everyone knew about Fatty Luo, but there was another person who left them wondering.

Suddenly, Zhou Mengdie whispered, "Murong...Murong Missile!"

"What?!"

The fellow monks on the side were shocked, "Are you saying that the person Luo Daoyou mentioned is Murong Youyi?!"

The old man surnamed Yan shook his head, "It's impossible, it's impossible. Murong Missile is only at the twelfth level of the Qi training stage. How can it be possible to break through the Nascent Soul stage?!"

The jealousy in the heart of the old man surnamed Yan made it impossible for him to believe what was happening before him. Some time ago, he also had the opportunity to break through the Nascent Soul stage, but unfortunately due to his unstable mind, his success failed. Now that he sees other people having babies, his heart has reached the extreme level of jealousy.

Who would have thought that he was just an enemy at the twelfth level of Qi training, and that he would have a baby in the blink of an eye? How could he believe it?!

The three Nascent Soul stage monks flew to Zhou Mengdie's side with a swoosh. The woman in fiery red clothes frowned and asked, "Mengdie, are you talking about Master Nephew Murong who is proficient in the art of refining talismans?"

"Yes!" Zhou Mengdie nodded, "Senior Luo and Elder Murong entered our Fengyue Sect together and were inseparable. When I was working on the 'Five Peak Control Technique', I was grateful for his help, so I paid special attention to him. If it was Senior Luo,

The brother we talk about must be Elder Murong!"

The middle-aged man named He was startled and murmured in a low voice, "Luo Dapao, Murong Missile, these must be pseudonyms! Murong, Luo... Talisman refining... Senior brother, do you think they are...

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Chapter completed!