Everyone looked at the huge and funny turtle stone statue in shock. The whole body was carved from an unknown blue-black rock. The surface of the stone statue was rough and old, covered with cracks of varying depths. The huge Tortoise Shell was thick and oppressive, and its limbs were thick and deep. Slumped on the high platform, a pair of dark eyes were without luster, but they seemed to be watching everyone present. This scene was so absurd and so blatant, like a huge silent joke, mocking all the devout believers.
Miao Xing pushed aside the crowd with shock on her face and walked forward. She looked at the stone turtle statue in front of her and was too scared to move. It took her a while to react, grabbed the disciple next to her and roared, "What's going on!"
The disciple also looked panicked. "I don't know, just... it suddenly became like this!"
Miao Xing glanced at the crowd nervously and said angrily, "Who did this! Who dares to desecrate the statue like this!"
Lin Qingyang and others gathered around the outer circle and looked at each other with Jin Buhuan and Mo Yan next to them. Both of them looked surprised. The statue turned into a bastard. This posture showed that someone was deliberately targeting Starshift Palace, but everyone was here just now. How did this person change the stone statue in full view of everyone?
Everyone at the scene was still kneeling down in fear. Amidst the noise, a golden light suddenly shot from not far away and hit the turtle statue. A layer of light shone on the surface of the huge turtle statue. Then, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the light layer, like broken glass. Then the light layer suddenly exploded, and after a dazzling white light, looking over, the statue had returned to its original state. The people present immediately cheered and knelt down.
At this time, I heard a very deep voice coming from behind. "It's an illusion!"
Everyone looked back and saw a tall man with a handsome face walking slowly over. The man looked to be about forty years old. He was wearing a gorgeous blue-black robe with gorgeous and complicated golden star patterns embroidered on it. He wore a golden crown and held a golden cane. The crystal stone inlaid on the cane exuded a faint golden light. Reflecting the expressionless face, the whole person looked indifferent and sacred.
When Miao Xing saw the person coming, he quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Palace Master."
Lin Qingyang looked at the person who came, and it turned out that this person was Starshift Palace's palace master Tian Heng.
Jin Buhuan next to him whispered, "It is said that Tianheng is Bu Xingjun's only direct disciple. Although he is young, he is actually over 400 years old. He is older than Jian Hong. Many people think that he may be the only one among Six Great Sects who has a chance to ascend."
Lin Qingyang is a little surprised. As far as he knows, most of the cultivation methods in this world can only greatly delay aging. The higher the Cultivation, the better the effect. However, Cultivation still maintains a youthful appearance after being over four hundred years old. How tall is Cultivation?
He also saw two Daoists behind Tian Heng who were also wearing dark blue robes and holding black Wooden Hand staffs. One had a childish face with white hair and a fairy-like appearance, while the other was a strong man with a dark face and a serious expression.
"They are Starshift Palace's other two great Elder, Wenxing, who is responsible for divination documents, and Tiexing, who is responsible for security guards." Jin Buhuan explained in a low voice beside him.
Tian Heng ignored Miao Xing and completely ignored everyone else. He walked straight to the statue, closed his eyes and muttered something in a low voice. The three great Elder also followed behind him, also closing their eyes and chanting.
The surrounding area was quiet, and after a while, the statue of Lord Bu Xing began to glow with golden light. When the people around him saw this, they were surprised and shouted that Lord Bu Xing had appeared, so they knelt down and worshiped devoutly.
Lin Qingyang frowned and complained, "Why don't you just shine? It's such a fuss."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Mo Yan warned in a low voice from the side, as if he was afraid that Lin Qingyang would blaspheme.
Lin Qingyang looked helpless, but Jin Buhuan next to him smiled at him indifferently.
Tian Heng chanted for a while before slowly opening his eyes. The golden light of the statue gradually faded away and returned to its previous appearance. However, the people who were shocked by the miracle still knelt down and worshiped devoutly.
Tian Heng glanced at Tie Xing behind him, and Tie Xing searched the ground around the statue, picked up a gray-black scale, and brought it over to Tian Heng.
Tian Heng glanced at it, and Wen Wenxue frowned slightly and said, "These are the scales of Tortoise Shell."
Starshift Palace also often uses Tortoise Shell for divination. Wenxing has been responsible for this all year round, so he is very familiar with it. He said, "Tortoise Shell uses magic to refine it, and it can indeed be used to perform illusions."
Tian Heng said calmly, "It's just a small trick, lead people to check out the people who were nearby just now."
"Yes!" Tie Xing responded.
"Wen Xing, lead your disciples to continue chanting sutras and praying to calm the anger of the gods." Tian Heng said again, and Wen Xing nodded in agreement.
After explaining, Tian Heng walked up to Immortal Sects and everyone, still looking neither sad nor happy and said, "It's just some basic illusions. I guess it's a prank done by some evildoers, so you don't need to worry."
Hearing what Tian Heng said, everyone nodded in agreement.
"Everyone has come a long way and has worked hard. It's getting late. Let's take a rest first. We can discuss the Xuanhuang Sect matter later," Tian Heng said.
Starshift Palace After something like this happened, it was naturally hard to talk about anything anymore. Everyone said hello to Tian Heng and then dispersed.
Lin Qingyang saw Wenxing and a large number of disciples gathered around the statue, sitting on the ground. Wenxing sat in the middle, closing his eyes and chanting sutras. The surrounding people also prayed along with the disciples of the Starshift Palace. He glanced at Miaoxing not far away, and saw him talking to Tianheng next to him, with a frown on his face and a serious expression. Thinking of Miaoxing's reaction when he saw the turtle just now, he felt that things were not that simple.
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a scream from Windflower Sword.
Lin Qingyang was startled and said somewhat speechlessly, "What's wrong with you?"
Windflower Sword came over, pointed at the person not far away and said excitedly, "Yun Zhan! Yun Zhan!"
Lin Qingyang looked over and saw in the crowd, a handsome young man with cold features, holding a silver-white sword, and dressed in white clothes that were not stained by dust. Wherever he passed, people gathered around to watch, and the female disciples around him looked sideways, looking at him with admiration.
Jin Buhuan and Mo Yan also looked over, only to hear Mo Yan say, "He is Yun Zhan."
Jin Buhuan nodded and said, "I heard that his current Cultivation is not even a match for the major Elder sent by Divine Sword. With him here, the leader of Immortal Alliance Ceremony this time will probably be sent by Divine Sword."
Mo Yan frowned slightly when he heard this, but there was a bit of envy in his eyes. After all, according to the setting, Yun Zhan is a genius that Cultivation World can only see in a hundred years. Although he is still young and has only a short training time, in the absolute heaven In the face of talent, time has no meaning at all. People may be able to master the tricks they have practiced hard for more than ten years after just one look. This kind of talent is rare for all sects. A young genius with outstanding appearance will naturally become famous among the major Immortal Sectss.
Qi Mo behind him watched Lin Qingyang's eyes keep falling on that person and couldn't help but frown.