Summon the Big Boss

Chapter 872 Where's My Mask?

"In any case, get the Thousand Illusion Mask first. In the next 1000 years, there will be countless opportunities. But what can be known to me... is basically a big event that caused a sensation in the world. These events are essentially concealed. If I live here, it will attract contention and fights. If I am lucky enough to have one or two adventures, and I have the Kuishan Sword Sect to back me up, that's fine. If I monopolize too much, it will attract everyone's peeping and coveting...even this Kui The suspicion within the Mountain Sword Sect may make it difficult to reach the peak safely."

"So, the Thousand Illusion Mask is necessary, at least in the early stage... it is definitely necessary. With it, I can seize different opportunities with different identities." Wu Wan kept thinking in his heart, and then cleared Various operational details.

In Wu Wan's original memory, the attack of Qianhun Daoist is actually quite vague in concept.

Because that was a long time ago after all.

Moreover, Wu Wan at that time was still a new disciple with little cultivation.

In the end, I just remembered that the real Qianhun died in Feiyun Gorge outside Qingwu Mountain.

As for the future Ten Thousand Immortals League claiming to be the way, there is a high probability that he saw the corpse of Qianhun Daoist in Feiyun Gorge, and thus obtained the Thousand Fantasy Mask.

"It's just...how should I go out in a reasonable way and make preparations in advance when I arrive at Feiyun Gorge?" Wu Wan felt melancholy again.

The current Kuishan Sword Sect is still closed.

Disciples in the sect cannot come in and out at will.

After spending a lot of effort, Wu Wan finally entered the "Hui Shi Zhai" where he could occasionally go out for shopping before the real Qianhun attacked.

Although the big monks in the Kuishan Sword Sect can eat the wind and drink the dew.

But most of the disciples in the foundation building stage and qi training stage still need to eat.

And refining the gas itself requires a lot of food to replenish energy.

Therefore, every seven days, the "Hui Shi Zhai" responsible for the diet of the low-level disciples will arrange five disciples to go out and go down the mountain to purchase food.

Disciples who buy food will leave a life card inside the door.

When returning, the Sword Sect disciple who was in charge of guarding the main gate only recognized the fate card but not anyone.

The life card shines, indicating that the returnee is the rightful owner.

If the fate card is dim, it means that the person who returned is not the rightful owner, but someone in disguise.

Even if you come back... Once you enter the Huishizhai, you will be confined in a small square inch. Except for shopping, you can no longer shuttle back and forth between the peaks like other disciples.

Therefore, after Kuishan Sword Sect closed the mountain, even if the welfare of the disciples of 'Hui Shi Zhai' was increased by [-]% year-on-year, fewer and fewer disciples were willing to go to Hui Shi Zhai.

This is also the reason why Wu Wan can enter Hui Shi Zhai relatively easily.

After branding the fate card, Wu Wan and his four brothers left the mountain gate together.

After going out for a hundred miles, Wu Wan used the Wolong incense that he had prepared earlier to stun the four fellow disciples.

Then he took the first step and rushed to Feiyun Gorge to hide.

After waiting for two days, suddenly, the sky was dark.

A solar eclipse, which was once rare in a hundred years, suddenly appeared, covering the entire sky with sunlight.

At this time, the power of the mountain guard formation of the Kuishan Sword Sect was greatly reduced.

Nearly half of the formation organs cannot operate as usual.

A shadow passed through the clouds, drove a bone dragon boat made of the keel of a monster dragon, and directly hit the mountain guard formation of the Kuishan Sword Sect.

Even though the distance was far away, Wu Wan seemed to have heard the sad collapse of the mountain guard formation.

"The Great Elder of the Muri Sect led [-] core disciples to form the Muri Formation. After spending hundreds of years of cultivation, he personally blew the conch to cover the sun, which gave Qianhun Daoist the opportunity to sneak attack."

"Originally, it was possible to defeat the Kuishan Sword Sect in one fell swoop... In the state of daylight, under the shadow of Qianhun Daoist, the thousands of strong men who were enslaved by him will turn into real people, possessing more than [-] souls. Their strength in life. Daoist Qianhun alone... is almost equivalent to a powerful army of monks."

"However, the battle body... changed everything."

"Turned things around."

In Wu Wan's special "memories" of this upcoming battle.

On Qingwu Mountain in the distance, there was the sound of fighting.

The spiritual light of various techniques, the passionate sword energy of swordsmanship, and the boiling of various spells and magic weapons, adorned Qingwu Mountain under the white night with colorful lights, just like the neon lights of the city in the middle of the night.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to tremble.

The air flowing between the ups and downs of the mountains seems to have a color and a shape.

Then, there was a roar that shook the world.

"Here we come!" A strange color flashed in Wu Wan's eyes. Even though he had seen countless times...even the more terrifying battle body, the scene that is about to be presented right now is, for the whole world, very different. epoch-making.

Based on Qingwu Mountain, what is condensed from reality to reality is a swordsman dressed in white but without a face.

His height is at least five thousand feet, and the originally majestic Qingwu Mountain is like a small slope at its feet.

"The first battle body... Wuxiang Sword God." Wu Wan looked at the huge shadow of the Sword God and clenched his fists. His desire for the Thousand Illusion Mask had taken another level in vain.

The moment the Wuxiang Sword God made his move, the so-called one-man army of Thousand Souls had become a complete joke.

No matter how many ants there are, how can they withstand the kick of a giant?
It is not only the body that is powerful in the combat body.

He even multiplied and superimposed the strengths of the entire Kuishan Sword Sect's upper and lower disciples, condensing their sword intent into one.

When the sword light swept across the entire Qingwu Mountain, those ghosts who had been hiding in the shadows and mixed into the absolute darkness and became powerful were completely wiped out in an instant.

And Master Thousand Souls... the culprit of the attack was also hit by a huge and vast sword energy.

Slashing down with a single sword, even if Master Qianhun ran out of cards, it was still unavoidable, and his mind was directly chopped to pieces by the unmatched sword intent.

boom!
The still solid body of Qianhun Daoist fell into Feiyun Gorge.

The Phaseless Sword God holding a huge sword in the distance slowly retracted the long sword, and the huge body began to disappear.

Wu Wan didn't think about it anymore, he was already rushing towards the corpse of Qianhun Daoist like a wild dog snatching food.

"mask!"

"mask!"

"mask!"

These two words seemed to be the only thing left in Wu Wan's heart.

This will be the beginning of his soaring, and it will also be the starting point of his rise.

Although he came from a later life, he knew many secrets of practice.

But the practice itself... especially in the early stage of practice, the most important thing is not only the practice information, but also the practice resources.

Just like in many demon-free worlds, the Supreme Tao Sutra and the Supreme Buddhist scriptures, which are enough to shock the stars, are spread everywhere. Anyone who can read can read and learn, and those who don’t can also listen to it. People say, listen to people back.

However, it suffers from the lack of demons. No matter how powerful the classics are, they can only be regarded as outdated philosophical books, or the arrogant and forged theories of some religious elements.

Finally, Wu Wan touched the dead body of Qianhun Daoist.

At this time, the corpse was riddled with holes, and the remaining sword energy continued to ravage his corpse.

This corpse has turned into a huge sword energy bomb.

Wu Wan carefully pinpointed the position and groped around the corpse with a special technique.

After a while, there was a sudden scream.

"No! Where's my mask?"

(End of this chapter)