Chapter Twenty-Three: A Great Hole

Blow up the secret realm of Maoshan Mountain?

Hearing Qu Fatsan's words, I was stunned for a moment, and then instantly felt the blood on my body and a chill on my back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If I didn't know what was going on before, but when I was on Yuanqiao Immortal Island, in order to break the spatial barrier and leave that ghost place, we have studied this matter many times, and I naturally know what is going on.

If the world is a plane, then the cave is a bubble suspended above the plane, the two are not next to each other at all, but they can be connected to each other through some kind of channel, just like the bubble and the plane are in contact.

The so-called destruction is either to let the bubble leave the plane and the channel is broken, or to puncture the bubble and the structure is sprinkled on the plane.

No matter what it is, as long as it succeeds in getting it for the other party, the Maoshan Sect will definitely not be there.

And these people who are in the secret realm of Maoshan Mountain, if they are lucky, they may be able to survive and fall into the real world, and some of them are unlucky, and they will disappear directly in the long river of time and space.

I said that it is no wonder that King Qiantong has not shown up all this time, and he is actually preparing for this.

It's fucked up too.

This is simply breaking the roots of Maoshan Mountain, and drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle, it is really ......

I can figure this out, and the rest of the people naturally know it, and when the miscellaneous hairy trail heard it, his eyes were split, and he roared angrily: "Where is the dog?" ”

Qu Fatsan lay on the ground, resisting the upside-down vibration, raised his right hand towards the sky, and began to pinch rapidly.

After a few seconds, he pointed to the ground and said below.

Yes?

Everyone was surprised, and the miscellaneous hair trail was also anxious, saying below, how to go down?

Qu Fatsan said pessimistically: "It's too late, that guy has already planned, let's get ready, let's get ready early, lest the space be broken for a while, the world is turned upside down, and I don't know what to ......."

As he said this, he reached out to pull my arm, apparently not expecting any optimism.

At this time, Lu Zuo stood up, pointed to the exit and said: "That is the exit, in this case, why don't we take everyone and flee outside, so as not to really stir up, scatter, and bear great danger?" ”

Qu Fatsan shook his head and said no, the other party has already launched, and the channel may have been broken a long time ago, and he can't get out.

Lu Zuo was a little less energetic than Huang He's heart, and said stubbornly: "No, I'll take a look." ”

"Don't ...... you"

Qu Fatsan got up and wanted to stop him, but he didn't hold Lu Zuo at all, and saw his figure sweeping by, rushing to the mountain gate passage, and at this time, the group of people who had just chosen to surrender were in a little commotion, and some even got up, with an ecstatic expression on their faces.

However, before they could make a move, the miscellaneous trail slashed through with a sword, slashing the head of the rising bird into the air, and blood shot to the ground.

The decisive and violent methods of the miscellaneous Xiaodao surprised those who were about to move, and they were much more honest.

And at this time, Qu Fatsan, who had been paying attention to the bottom, looked happy and said Wait, don't worry, someone is stopping him......

Miscellaneous Xiaodao asked in surprise, "Who is it?" ”

Qu Fatsan frowned for a moment, and then said: "At this time, I am afraid that there are not many people who can stop the King of Qiantong, it must be the Black Hand Twin Cities, right?" ”

Yes?

Miscellaneous Xiaodao was even more surprised, saying senior brother?

He didn't believe it, walked up to us, and whispered in a voice that only Qu Fatsan and I could hear: "Isn't Senior Brother a demon, why is he here?" ”

Before we could reply, we heard an explosion half a mile in front of us.

Rumble......

The vibration of this sound was so great that I thought that a big hole had exploded in the sky, and I thought that King Qiantong had really destroyed the secret realm of Maoshan Sect and made a big mess, and my heart suddenly tightened, and at this time, Qu Fatsan's hand holding my arm suddenly tightened, and shouted loudly: "Hey, it's not ruined, it's not destroyed, it's just a big hole......"

Yes?

When I heard this, I subconsciously raised my head and saw that not far from the left front, there was indeed a large space out of thin air, it was already early in the morning, the mist was continuous, and the black mountains gradually revealed a little hideous, through the thin morning light, I could see the buildings on the top of the mountain in the distance.

Belch......

The original Maoshan Sect was hidden in the mountains with heavy mountains, and if it was not a person from Maoshan Mountain, even if it knew that there was such a famous sect in this mountain forest, it was not allowed to enter.

However, at this moment, such a big hole has been blown up, and if it is not properly arranged, the tourism bureau will be able to come here to sell tickets for a visit.

And it wasn't until this moment that I felt the vibration under my feet finally disappear.

Let's go.

Qu Fatsan let out a long breath and got up from the ground.

And at this time, Lu Zuo ran out of the mountain gate passage in a disgraced manner and said to him, "What the hell is going on? ”

Qu Fatsan said can you go out there?

Lu Zuo shook his head and said that he almost died just now, not sure.

I pointed to Lu Zuo and pointed to the big hole in the half mile that appeared just now, and briefly talked about the situation, Lu Zuo was also a little confused, and after a while, he asked, "Why?" Obviously you could blow up the entire secret realm, how could you make such a place? ”

Qu Fatsan explained, saying that someone was obstructing him.

Lu Zuo asked, "Who?" ”

Qu Fatsan said that the black hand is a twin city.

Then he glanced at me and motioned for me to tell Lu Zuo and Zamao Xiaodao what happened here in Maoshan.

I'm not as hypocritical as him, so I pulled Lu Zuo and Zamao Xiaodao aside, and said the matter roughly, including the siege of Maoshan Mountain, the bombardment of Maoshan Mountain, the Breaking Wind Elder should be outside the alliance, Elder Luoyang was slandered, and finally died generously, and Liu Xuedao, the elder of the torture hall, went to the front line of death alone, trying to find the people of Xianxian Cliff......

All kinds of things, I made a bottom with the two of them, and after I finished speaking, Qu Fatsan said slowly next to him: "I have to give you a bottom, although Maoshan is saved this time, but Qiantong King has made such a big loophole, not only will you have no natural danger to defend Maoshan, but also the aura will continue to dissipate in the process of circulation, and finally it will be the same as the outside world......"

Yes?

He didn't lower his voice when he said this, and many people next to him heard it, whether it was Elder Shi, Feng Qiankun, or Miscellaneous Xiaodao, their faces turned dark.

The matter that Qu Fatsan said is very important.

You must know that the reason why Maoshan can sit in the position of the top Taoist gate, whether it is in the rivers and lakes, or in the government and the opposition, has an extremely important influence, relying on the top masters and Maoshan Taoists who have emerged from generation to generation, whether it is the Maoshan master of the past dynasties, or the top ten elders, and the six elders of the torture hall, these people are all top figures when they are put on the rivers and lakes, and the reason why Maoshan can be passed down and continue is because of the existence of these people.

Masters do not come out of thin air, in addition to the roots, understanding, and inheritance, there is also one most important factor, and that is to practice hard work.

Since you want to practice, you can't do without the treasure land of feng shui, the aura of heaven and earth.

In today's extreme real world, industrialization, aura, or the Qi of heaven and earth, is pitifully sparse, but many sects and families are gradually declining, which is called the era of the end of the law, and the real masters who can produce them are not those places with generational inheritance and blessed land.

A feng shui treasure for cultivators to practice is so cherished, it is almost the lifeblood of the sect, and if this thing is broken, it will really hurt too much.

Before Maoshan, the reason why there were so many masters, aside from others, only talking about hard power, was somewhat related to its blessed land.

Now, what can I do?

We weren't too anxious about this matter, but Elder Shi, Feng Qiankun and the other Maoshan disciples suddenly turned pale, and they rushed to Qu Fatsan's side, and said, "Mr. Qu, if there is any way, please save Maoshan......

Everyone spoke sincerely, tears were misty, and some even knelt directly on the ground.

Qu Fatsan raised his head and glanced at the miscellaneous hairy trail.

He was waiting for the meaning of the miscellaneous hairy path.

After all, this group of people who cried and shouted to beg Qu Fatsan for help, not long ago, had voted to remove the position of the head of the Miscellaneous Hair Trail, and thought that I was a thief who stole the secret skills of Maoshan, and in order to save me, the Miscellaneous Hair Trail was forced to chase himself from Maoshan and use the paradox of "he is not from Maoshan Mountain, but he knows the magic sword and lightning technique" to take me away from Maoshan.

The so-called "Shengmi Endou Mi Hatred", went to help people on the pole, but in the end, he ended up complaining, which is not the result that a shrewd person like Qu Fatsan is willing to see.

And just when Qu Fatsan was in charge, another group of people rushed from the direction of the town.

Seeing that someone was coming again, everyone couldn't help but look over, even the captives who were kneeling on the ground, they couldn't help but look over with their spare eyes to see if it was the enemy or reinforcements coming.

My eyesight was pretty good, and I could see the person walking in front at a glance.

Liu Xuedao, the elder of the torture hall.

Behind him were thirty or fifty old Taoist priests and old Taoist aunts, dressed in robes that had almost become beggars' outfits, tattered and full of holes, as if a large pile of cloth was hanging on their bodies, and the hair, beards, and eyebrows on their bodies were almost all connected into a large cluster of white flowers.

However, these people looked as if they were half-cut into the ground, but they all walked briskly, not much slower than the strong young men.

They are all masters.

Unexpectedly, Elder Liu Xuedao actually walked through that line of heaven, arrived at the Xianxian Cliff, and invited all the old ancestors of Maoshan out.