The Journey of Flower: Maoshan seeks the way

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　　's journey up the mountain was very smooth, which made Hua Qiangu a little scared. Because she had never climbed such a silent mountain, not only there was no sound, but there was a depression in the air that was so low that people could not breathe.

Don't talk about people, you can't even see a bird.

The green and gratifying difference from other places is that the green that catches the eye on Da Mao Peak is as strong as the ink on the painting is about to fall off, making people feel very sticky and uncomfortable.

I don't know why, Hua Qiangu always has an ominous premonition, but it is not the same as the feeling of encountering ghosts in the past.

The stone steps on the top of the upper peak meander and circle, and when you look down, you can see the depths of the abyss, and you can reach out to the clouds around you.

I don't know how long it took, Hua Qiangu became more and more scared, because she discovered that this mountain was a dead mountain at all, and it seemed that there was no living thing at all.

Why is this happening? Is this the way the legendary fairyland looks like this?

I finally arrived in front of the main hall of Jiuxiao Wanfu Palace, and it was so quiet that even the gasp was so obvious.

"Anyone? The disciple came to Maoshan to ask for help! Is there anyone?" Only a burst of empty echoes answered her.

Bad the scalp and walked into the hall, only to find that the fireworks in the magnificent hall were gone, and there was no half-person figure.

I heard that many lay disciples in Maoshan also rely on the experience of entering the world to practice cultivation, and rarely spend time on the mountain to clean up, so there should be not many people in the left-behind faction. But it's impossible that there isn't even one guarding the mountain gate! What happened? Did all of them go down the mountain to kill demons and slay demons?

Hua Qiangu began to panic, and felt that the entire Maoshan Mountain was so gloomy and terrible.

"Anyone? Is anyone here?"

Ooo, ooo, do not, ah, she was finally on the mountain, how could no one in it?

Following the main hall, without paying attention to the majestic buildings, I looked all the way to the crowded square of Wanfu Palace. It was discovered that a huge pit had been artificially destroyed in the middle of the wide square, which was as big and deep as another Wanfu Palace, just like a meteorite hit.

Without the slightest wind, Hua Qiangu was so nervous that she started to feel hot, wiped the sweat from her forehead, her breathing was inexplicably turbulent, and the imperceptible **** smell spread to her brain cells through the nose little by little.

Don't dare to lean over, just think something bad will happen. But the feet couldn't help but moved a little bit to the front of the pit.

The **** waves that came and carried heat instantly annihilated her, Hua Qiangu let out a scream of extreme fear resounding everywhere, and then knelt on the ground with her face covered.

……

Shura Field!

She has seen so many **** and horrible scenes that there is no **** on this earth like this!

Countless corpses filled the bottom of the pit, layer after layer. One by one dressed in Taoist clothes, there were a few hundred people, old and young. And most of the people in the pile are stumps, soaked in blood. The intestines, eyes, fingers are everywhere... terrible!

However, there were basically no signs of fighting in the surroundings. Most of these people were killed by one move and were slaughtered.

Hua Qiangu tried to climb farther with his limbs while vomiting, but he heard something vaguely, although faint, but clear. Are there any survivors?

Forcibly forced himself to turn his head, and on top of a pile of corpses, he saw the old man with white beard and hair. One hand was forcibly torn off, a large hole in the center of his chest penetrated completely, his heart and lungs were taken away, and there was still a trace of weak Shen Yin.

Hua Qian Gu didn't care about many consecutive falls and crawling into the pit, climbing hard among a pile of corpses. The hand touched the slimy flesh and tissue fluid, which made her almost vomit out the bile, but she still desperately crawled in front of the old man.

"Grandpa...How are you...How are you?" Hua Qiangu has never seen such a human tragedy, and her nose is so sour that her tears are about to fall.

Desperately holding back, but didn't dare to touch his always sitting body, fearing that one would touch him and he would fall down.

What should she do now? what to do? Can anyone tell her what to do?

The old man closed his eyes tightly, with two tears of blood on his face, it seemed that his eyes were also poached away. But there still seemed to be a smile without pain on his face.

"What is this little donor?"

Hua Qiangu was trembling too hard: "I...I am Hua Qiangu... I wanted to go to Maoshan to ask Qingxu Taoist master for advice. Here...what is going on here?"

"Being here is pure and empty, poor and incompetent, causing Maoshan's entire family to be destroyed... Now I am afraid that I can't take in the small donor..."

"Qing Xu Daoist, don't say that, why is it like this here. Is it sect disputes? Or evildoers? How can it be so cruel and kill so many people! I...what can I do? What about your injury?"

"Pan Dao's inner alchemy was completely destroyed, and vitality was lost, and it would not last long. I only blame the poor Dao without eyes, and did not see that the big disciple Yunyi has already stepped into the devil way! In order to seize the ancient artifact, the sky chain is tied to the demon world. The inside should be combined with the outside, causing Maoshan’s thousand-year foundation to be almost destroyed. Donor, how old are you?"

"The virtual age is twelve."

"How did you get up to the mountain? The evil barrier casts a spell around it, and the average spell can't solve it at all. Poor Dao has been concentrating on the origin for a day and night, and has never been able to send the news outside."

"I couldn't get up at the beginning, but later I went to find the King Yixu, and he gave me a drop of water. On the way up the mountain, I ran into an older brother named Xuanyuanlang and his master Luo Hedong. Old Luo The predecessor also gave me this sound transmission snail, and said that if you show it to you, you will know that you will accept me as an apprentice."

Qingxu smiled palely: "So you met them! You knocked twice on the third thread of the narrow end of the screw."

Hua Qiangu banged, suddenly roaring like a lion in the east of Luohe came from the snail.

"Very old way! I'll give you a disciple in Luohedong, you don't want to accept it, but I will accept it. I have been busy recently, and I will come to you for a drink next time!"

Qing Xu frowned and laughed: "It's great, I can still listen to the voice of the old man before I die, but it's a pity that I won't have a chance to drink together."

"Qingxu Dao..." Hua Qiangu had a sore nose, "It's a pity that he suddenly had an urgent matter and said he was going back somewhere, otherwise he could go up the mountain together!"

"Recently the world is in chaos. He rushed back. It must be because of the artifact. Little donor, can I ask you something very important?"

"Dao Master, please say, I will try my best to do it!"

"Next month thirteenth, please be sure to attend the feast of immortals in Kunlun Yaochi on behalf of me, and help me inform all immortals that Maoshan was slaughtered and chained to the sky. Now the six worlds are in chaos and there are many people on earth. The enchantment channel was opened, and the demon came out. I hope that other immortals will guard several other ancient artifacts, otherwise once the demon **** is born, the common people will become charcoal, and I am afraid that there will be no way to suppress it."

Hua Qiangu nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Although the disciples in the door suffered heavy casualties, Maoshan has not been destroyed. Donors, I will temporarily pass on your position as the head of Maoshan. At that time, you will issue an order for Maoshan at the feast of immortals. The whole book, regain the chain to the sky."

"Me? I..."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a temporary substitute. If you don't want to pass on the position of head to other disciples in my school, my second disciple Yunyin is a person worthy of trust."

Hua Qiangu nodded: "I will tell him, let him retrieve the chain link and clear the door."

Qingxu Lao Dao nodded, and the one-handed knot imprinted on the center of Hua Qiangu's eyebrows, and the imprint of the sect of the head disappeared in a flash. Hua Qiangu only felt the surging vitality and internal strength pouring into her body from the center of her eyebrows.

"Qingxu Taoist..."

"Pan Dao will teach you the rest of these Dao deeds, which can be regarded as a small thank you."

"Master, Master..." Hua Qiangu knelt down and was about to kowtow. Did he mean to accept himself as an apprentice?

"The benefactor, get up quickly, the poor road is already a dying person, and you can’t teach you anything. You might as well vote for another master and find a place to go. The world is so big, in the immortal world, if you can stay forever. It’s a great blessing to be taught by my own paintings. It’s not wasting that you and I are separated here and now."

"Another master?"

"Yes, I will stay on for a long time, and I will draw on the ice and frost, and now I am the tallest person in the immortal world. Take the sound transmission conch, I will entrust you to him, but I don’t know that he is very strict and never accepts My disciple, will I be able to sell the poor Dao this time? In addition, I will tell him other important matters, and ask him to help the poor Dao take care of the endgame."

Speaking, Hua Qiangu saw Qingxu's mouth chanting words, and one after another spit out from her mouth, floating into the sound transmission conch, she didn't know what was said.

At the end, the end of the sound transmission snail is slightly red.

"Donor, may you see Gong Yu on my waist now?"

Hua Qiangu then saw the pure white feather that was not stained with blood, but it didn't exist just now. Could it be that he also has a little mana?

"I saw it."

"Take it down for safekeeping. This is a token of the head. In addition, under the shrine of the incense burner in the main hall, there are two secret books. One is the key and essence of my Maoshan Taoism. Head Ren, this is a book of the Six Realms written by Pang Dao, and it is good for you. If you don’t understand anything, you can find it on it. For the rest of the matter, I’ll leave it to you. Pang Dao can finally take a look."

"Qingxu Daoist!"

"Go! Kunlun Mountain, feast of immortals, find Baizi to paint!"

Hua Qiangu slowly crawled out of the big hole, and saw a red flame rising from Dao Master Qingxu in the hole, but it was obviously not a fire, and he didn't feel any heat at all.

Everything in the pit slowly turned into ashes, and countless red shining dots slowly floated high into the sky.

Is that the cultivator's original pill? If the Taoism is high, those whose original essence is not damaged should be able to disintegrate, and those whose Taoism is low should be able to re-enter the reincarnation. I don’t know where Dao Qing Xu went again...

Hua Qiangu knelt in front of the pit and worshipped for two times. When the sky suddenly rained, washing away her blood stains, the air was still dignified, but Hua Qiangu felt much better, and her energy became extremely energetic.

Master didn't worship, nor was he a disciple of Maoshan, but he inexplicably became the head of Maoshan. It was really frightening. Hua Qiangu took the two cheats, wrapped it in his arms, and began to descend.

The next goal is also very clear. First, go to the banquet of the immortals in Kunlun Mountain to tell everyone that Maoshan was slaughtered and the chain of the chain was seized, and the position of the head was passed to the leader of Qingxu. The disciple was called Yunyin, and then he asked Baizi to draw the old man to accept himself as an apprentice, and finally followed him back to Changliushan to practice well...

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