Just as the sea was filled with this silvery airflow, a man sitting on the desk, as if sensing something, got up and looked at the sky outside the glass.

When he noticed the silver-white air current, his face became a little serious, and he lowered his head to his wrist for a moment.

As the busy sound of "dood" passed, a male voice came out of it.

"Major General, are you looking for me?"

"Huh? Xiao Wang, check out what's going on outside. ”

After saying that, the man hung up the communication, turned around and sat down to continue to deal with the documents on the table, it can be noticed that he has a national character face and is wearing an army green uniform.

As soon as the picture turned, in the northeast of the Haishi urban area, there were no high-rise buildings here, and suddenly a small hill appeared, on which a Taoist temple sit.

At this time, in the back mountain of the Taoist temple, an old man with a thin face and wearing a Taoist robe suddenly looked up at the sky, and when he found the silver and white air flow in the sky, his face suddenly became solemn.

He took out a compass from his robe, then lowered his head and quickly pinched his fingers to calculate, but only after a moment, his face turned the color of golden paper, and a piece of blood spurted out with a "poof".

At this time, his face became shocked, and he stared at the sky and shouted: "Excellence, go down the mountain and check what is going on with this air current." ”

"It's Master." Suddenly, a respectful voice answered from the side of the Taoist temple building in the distance, and it could be seen that the person answering was a young man with dark skin and a square brick face.

If Han Hai was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this person was the arrogant Taoist priest who took Xiaomeng away, but at this time, he didn't have a trace of arrogance to call this thin-faced old man his master.

The thin-faced old man nodded, and added: "Well, you go and ask your father when your marriage with that girl will be held." “

Zhang Zhuoyu nodded and replied respectfully: "It's Master, then I'll go first." ”

After speaking, Zhang Zhuoyu went down the mountain.

The thin-faced old man looked at Zhang Zhuo's back, his face showed a hint of amazement, raised his hand and stroked his beard and sighed: "What an eventful season." ”

The picture turns again, to the southeast of Haishi, on a steep cliff here, a faint mist fills the area around the cliff.

On this cliff, there is also a building, gray tiles and red paint, and on the plaque in front of the door of the building is written three large characters: Wuying Temple.

At this time, in the main hall of the Fog Shadow Temple, there were five monks sitting cross-legged, one of them was wearing a robe and sitting on the main seat in the center, and the other four were wearing arhat clothes and sitting on the futon at the bottom of the head.

The five of them closed their eyes at this time, and carried out their homework with the Buddhist beads in their hands.

Suddenly, at the end of the next head, a monk with a full face opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head to look at the sky outside the main hall, and when he found the silver-white air current, he turned his head to the main hall and exclaimed: "Senior brother, senior brother, look outside." ”

Listening to the monk's words, the rest of the monks, including the monk in the robe, stopped their schoolwork and opened their eyes, looking at the monk who was speaking.

This monk, seeing that everyone was looking at him, showed a hint of anger on his face, and said, "Senior brothers, the sky outside..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the monk above.

"I'm crazy, how heavy is your Bodhi Sutra?"

"Eh, Senior Brother Abbot, the disciple is dull, and he has only practiced to the fourth level." The arrogant monk's voice was a little low, and he touched his bald head with his hand, and said with some embarrassment.

"Oh?" The robed monk nodded, and then asked, "Excuse me, what is the sky outside, and what does it have to do with you?" The weakest of the junior disciples has also cultivated to the fifth layer, which is more important? ”

The arrogant monk seemed to have suddenly realized, and some did not dare to look directly at the robed monk above, and said in a low voice: "It has nothing to do with the disciple." ”

Seeing this, the robed monk nodded with a look on his chubby face, and said, "Good, continue the evening class." ”

Seeing this, the monks below chanted in unison: "Good." ”

After that, the hall continued to fall silent.

But after a while, the arrogant monk at the end, he quietly opened his eyes, and after seeing that everyone was continuing their studies, he got up and quietly walked out of the main hall.

After the arrogant monk left, the first fat-faced monk slowly opened his eyes and sighed: "Hey! My mad junior brother, there is a catastrophe here, and he needs to spend it by himself, and all the junior brothers and sisters must not go down the mountain. ”

The crowd answered, "Oh! ”

However, there was a monk who looked at the fat-faced monk led by him, and his face showed disapproval.

At the same time, to the west of the sea city, there are many obelisks, and the ground is full of people wearing mage robes.

At this time, on the top floor of one of the obelisks with silver runes, there was a handsome young man in a silver magic robe.

At this time, his face suddenly shook for a moment, and he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up, he walked a few steps towards the window with a somewhat shocked expression, and then looked up at the silver sky, and suddenly a dull look appeared on his face.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and muttered in a tone of disbelief, "This can't be...... How can there be so much spatial power...... Oh my God, where did they come from. ”

It can be noticed that the young magician, with a slashed face and thin lips, looks a little similar to Han Hai's left guard, Yan Meng.

The young magician, thinking for a moment, looked at the direction of the air surge, showed a determined look on his face, and hurriedly opened the door and walked downstairs.

The screen turned back to the archives of the Martial Arts Association.

At this time, the archive room was no longer the old man Mu An alone, and now there were two more old men beside him.

Plus the three of Mu An's people, now they are all looking at the secret room after Han Hai entered with solemn expressions.

At this time, the silver-white air currents that flew into the secret room from all sides had filled the entire archive room.

An old man to Mu An's left suddenly spoke: "Senior Brother Mu An, is this the Tianjiao-level genius that Saint Master Lu Feng said?" ”

When Old Man Mu An heard this, a smile appeared on his face, he raised his hand and stroked his beard, turned his head and replied, "Brother Yuanzheng, don't worry, it is not time yet. “

"According to the Holy Master, if the first time you attract the power of the universe is more than 1 hour, you are considered an ordinary genius; If the induction time is more than 4 hours, it is a high-level genius; If the inducement time is more than 12 hours, it is considered a super genius; If the induction time is more than one day, then this person can be regarded as Tianjiao. ”

"But we have also discovered a few high-level geniuses before, but the amplitude of the energy attracted is not only a step worse than this person, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth. And we have never seen this color of cosmic energy. Senior Brother Mu'an, why is that? The old man standing on the right side of Mu An suddenly interjected and asked.

Mu An listened to the words of the old man on the right, he was slightly stunned, and the movement of brushing his beard also stopped, he turned his head to look at the silver that kept pouring into the room, blinked his mouth and said: "Ahem, Elder Tongguang, it is precisely that we have not encountered it, in fact, it is extremely normal, which means that we have discovered another phenomenon of cultivator inducing." ”