Mufeng appeared and disappeared from time to time, floating around, guiding the three of them towards the city.

Yunshan City has a long history. There is a Yunhua Taoist Temple in the city, and the incense is very prosperous.

According to legend, this Taoist temple was built by real person Yunhua in the past, and it has a treasure that suppresses the luck of the demons and drives out the demons. From then on, the demons retreated and dared not approach.

Mu Feng was just here and didn't understand the legend. He just saw that there were many people here from afar, so he flew towards him.

Wang Chong and Mu Shaoyu chased each other reluctantly, Tang Xin chased him from afar, and soon arrived in front of Yunhua Taoist Temple.

This place is located in the center of the city, with a large square, and there are many people who come to incense and pray for blessings, which is crowded with people.

Mu Feng is only nine years old and short, and it is hard to detect when he is in the crowd.

“Look separately.”

Wang Chong, Mu Shaoyu, and Tang Xin quickly dispersed and closely searched for Mu Feng's traces.

In front of the Taoist temple, Mu Feng looked at the statue of Yun Hua, who was worshipped in the temple, and his little face showed surprise.

It was a wooden portrait, supplemented by paint colors, clothes and accessories, which looked lifelike.

But in Mu Feng's eyes, the statue of Yun Hua Zhenren seemed real and illusory, with his eyes slightly open, and there was a light flowing.

Mu Feng was startled and thought he was confused. He subconsciously rubbed his eyes and looked again, but found that there was a hint of sadness in Yun Hua's eyes.

"Strange, this is obviously a wooden portrait, why are those eyes..."

Mu Feng was puzzled and stepped into the Taoist temple with one foot, but who would have heard a sigh echoing in his ears.

"Who is it?"

Mu Feng almost screamed, and the people who were watching him with strange eyes.

Outside the Taoist temple, the sky was originally clear, but now the wind suddenly rose, dark clouds gathered, and it soon became dark.

A thunderous lightning fell from the sky, and a deafening thunder resounded everywhere, and a heavy rain fell in the sky.

Above the square, the crowds were scattered and it became empty in a short while.

Mu Feng looked at the statue of Yun Hua Zhenren, his eyes full of sorrow, as if he was looking into the distance.

Wang Chong, Mu Shaoyu, and Tang Xin were still searching nearby and were coming towards the Taoist temple.

"Boom..."

A loud bang came, and a terrifying lightning penetrated the world, and the demonic aura spread in the black clouds, attracting the attention of many monks.

In the lightning, a black shadow fell from the sky and accidentally landed on the square in front of Yunhua Taoist Temple, causing a huge collision and a loud noise.

"What is that?"

Wang Chong, Mu Shaoyu, and Tang Xin exclaimed one after another, their eyes fell on the black shadow falling from the sky, and found that it was half a stone pillar, inserted in the square.

The exposed part is about one meter high, with hard ice on the surface and a mirror at the end, sealed by the cold air.

Mu Feng stood at the door of the Taoist temple, looking at the scene in surprise, his heart full of doubts.

The surface of this stone pillar is carved with ancient patterns, and the outside is wrapped in ice. There is a bronze mirror at the top of the stone pillar, which is also sealed by ice.

There were heavy rains and strong winds, thunder and lightning roaring, dark clouds rolling in the dim sky, as if monsters were roaring.

A crisp sound came from the Taoist temple, which aroused Mu Feng's look back.

I saw that the statue of Yun Hua Zhenren suddenly cracked, and blood and tears were left in his eyes.

Mu Feng was startled and muttered: "The statue was crying, this is a sign of great danger. What is the bronze mirror on the stone pillar?"

Wang Chong was the first to rush towards the stone pillar, trying to seize the bronze mirror on the stone pillar, but who thought he was shocked by the ice on the surface of the stone pillar.

Mu Shaoyu approached the stone pillar, but did not try rashly, and was thinking about something in his mind.

An air shield appeared on Tang Xin, which isolated the rain and stood beside the stone pillar in a pretty way.

"Someone is here."

A strange thing from the sky shakes Yunshan City, which will naturally attract the attention of monks.

After a while, hundreds of monks gathered on the square, including the four major families of Yunshan City, as well as other powerful sects, all locked in the stone pillar and stared at the bronze mirror.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky began to dissipate, the heavy rain gradually stopped, and the sky cleared up soon, and there were more people watching in the square.

"The patterns on this stone pillar are very old. What do you think they look like?"

A middle-aged man with a gorgeous costume is extraordinary. It is Wang Tian, ​​the head of the Wang family in the north of the city, who plays an important role in Yunshan City.

“It looks like a snake.”

The man who spoke was wearing a brocade robe, in his forties, was Mu He, the head of the Mu family in the west of Cheng. Mu Shaoyu stood beside him.

"If it was a snake, what would it mean?"

Zhao Gang, the head of the Zhao family in the south of the city, glanced at Mu He coldly, which was quite provocative.

"This stone pillar fell from the sky, with unknown origin, and there is a seal of ice on the surface. If it is not untied, it will be difficult to know the mystery."

Tang Qi, the head of the Tang family in the east of the city, was over fifty years old, with a long-sleeved shirt and a scar on his face that was not obvious.

Wang Tiandao: "There must be a reason for this thing to fall from the sky. Good fortune and bad fortune are difficult to determine for the time being. It is best for irrelevant people to leave to avoid causing trouble."

"What is an irrelevant person?"

Some monks asked in the crowd.

Wang Tian looked around and sneered: "Those who overestimate their abilities and want to take advantage of the situation should think twice. This is not something that ordinary people can touch."

As soon as these words were spoken, many monks from small and medium-sized forces protested dissatisfiedly.

"The things that come from heaven are virtuous. Why can you intervene and we cannot participate?"

Zhao Gang sneered: "As long as you feel that you have that strength, you can come and give it a try."

This is very clear. The strong prey on the weak. Without strength, there is no qualification to speak.

Mu Feng hid in the Taoist temple and paid attention to everything in the square from afar. He was also very curious about the stone pillar and bronze mirror, but because the Zhao family masters were here, he was inconvenient to show up.

"The ice on the surface of the stone pillar is a bit strange and does not melt under the scorching sun. It seems that it needs to be used for a special method."

Muhe walked towards the stone pillar, slowly raised his right hand, and his palm turned red, with crisscrossing patterns appearing.

"Is that the Mu family's Fire Spirit Palm?"

A monk exclaimed, which attracted everyone's attention.

Wang Tian, ​​Zhao Gang, and Tang Qi all looked at Mu He with a serious expression.

Mu He was as powerful as a rainbow, and flames were intertwined on the palm of his right hand, turning into three rays of light and pressing down on the stone pillar.

The interweaving of ice and fire created a lot of mist, and Muhe's right hand was amazingly hot, but after touching the ice with the expression of the stone pillar, the red palm quickly returned to whiteness, leaving only a palm print on the surface of the hard ice, and it did not melt away the ice.

"Even the realm of the seed spirit cannot melt away the ice. It seems that this seal is very powerful."

Tang Qi frowned, glanced at Wang Tian and Zhao Gang, and found that they were all in deep thought.

Above the three realms of martial arts cultivation, the five realms of cultivation, and the realm of seedling spirits is the first realm of cultivation, and has entered the realm of cultivation.

As the head of the Mu family in the west of the city, Muhe is naturally not comparable to ordinary martial arts practitioners.

Wang Tian called Wang Chong to his side and told him to go back immediately.

Seeing this, Tang Qi also sent a master to ask for someone.

For a moment, figures swayed in the square and were talking.

Inside the Taoist temple, Mu Feng looked back at the statue of Yun Hua Zhenren, and always felt that there seemed to be some relationship between this Taoist temple and the stone pillar.

Yunhua Taoist Temple is not big, with a yard and a well behind it.

Mu Feng came to the yard and walked around the well, but found nothing special.

"What are you looking around?"

The sudden sound scared Mu Feng. The person who spoke turned out to be a little Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, who was similar to Mu Feng's age.

"I heard that the incense of Yunhua Taoist Temple is very popular, so I want to see what's special."

Mu Feng looked at the little Taoist priest and asked, "Who are you?"

"The Taoist name is Qingyun, where are you?"

The little Taoist priest walked to Mu Feng's side and tilted his head to look at him.

"Yun Feng, nine years old this year."

"In the same year, you were not outside watching the fun, why are you here to come?"

The little Taoist Qingyun stared at Mu Feng, doubting his intentions.

"I'll take you to see something."

Mu Feng's eyes rolled, grabbed the little Taoist priest's hand, and pulled him to the statue of Yun Hua Zhenren.

"See, the real person is bleeding and tears. What does this mean?"

The little Taoist priest Qingyun changed his face and blurted out: "The legend has come true."
To be continued...