The Era of Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 44

After reflecting on the details of the battle, Li Hao felt that he had gained a lot, so he took the heads of Ren Woxing and Tong Baixiong to Mount Qingcheng.

Afterwards, everyone in Huashan was surprised and praised, not to mention it.

Chong'er was also trying to save face in front of his brothers and sisters, bragging for a long time, from the time when my uncle took me to fight Ren Woxing to when I bombarded the leader of the Demon Cult and his followers in different versions for several days.

Finally came the day of the 16th, a night when the moon and stars are sparse and everything is still.

What a killing night.

On a sloping peak near Qingcheng Mountain, hundreds of Huashan disciples in wingsuits lined up and jumped down one by one, melting into the night.

After all the disciples had set off, Yue Buqiong asked worriedly: "Is there any accident?"

Li Hao stroked his nails and replied casually: "It's not a big problem, don't worry!"

Yue Buqiong made up his mind that if he could kill Ren Woxing, his uncle said it would be no problem, then it must be no problem.

Zhang San is a talented disciple who has emerged in the Qingcheng Mountain branch of the Abandoned Sword Hall in recent years. He is 28 years old and has just condensed his true energy two days ago.

He was very excited and drank for three days with his fellow apprentices. It was finally his turn to watch the night tonight, so he barely sobered up and guarded the main road behind Qingcheng Mountain in a daze.

"The Abandoned Sword Hall is now unparalleled in Sichuan and Sichuan, so it is possible that someone will attack Qingcheng Mountain?" Zhang San muttered and complained that the elder in charge was too cautious, while thinking secretly:
Tomorrow, I will borrow some money from some close seniors, and go down the mountain to find a brothel for half a month, to have a good time, to taste all kinds of flavors.

I have no regrets about this, I went back to the mountain and gave up the roots of troubles, and since then I have devoted myself to martial arts, and in the future I will pursue the innate beauty.

Thinking about it, he was a little dazed, staring at the moon in the sky.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Something flew across the sky, is it a bird?
Zhang San shook his head, sobered up with enough energy not long ago, and listened carefully again.

Sure enough, there was movement!what is it
Zhang San's unskilled use of zhenqi strengthened his eyesight, and he finally saw clearly!

"Whoosh!"

The bright moonlight was blocked by something like a bat, and the shadow of that huge monster enveloped him, and behind that monster were many monsters like it.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

There were continuous sounds on the mountain, a bit like firecrackers lit during the New Year's Eve.

The buildings everywhere were moaning and howling, the flames were raging, and the smoke was billowing, lighting up the entire Qingcheng Mountain.

Zhang San hesitated for a moment, but he went back up the mountain and rushed into the flames!
fire!fire!fire!
A lot of fire, like the howling of evil spirits, ignites every corner crazily!
The billowing thick smoke filled the air unscrupulously, making Zhang San unable to see clearly what was five meters away.

The blazing fire ran around, devouring everything with impunity. The red flames were like arrogant painters blacking everything out. Every time there was a roaring sound, a building collapsed, covering up the crying and cursing of the brothers and sisters before they died. .

Unable to be seen or seen, the whole world was shrouded in thick smoke and flames, and only the sound of explosions could be heard. Zhang San coughed non-stop, bent his back, and stumbled to his master's courtyard.

The yard has been bombed several times, not a single tile was left.

Zhang San searched around like crazy, and finally found his master who was known as "the first punch in Sichuan" under the collapsed beams, but now this boxing master can no longer use punches, his arms have been crushed It broke.

Fear, sadness, anger and many other emotions were mixed, and Zhang San's tears welled up unsatisfactorily.

Didi's cold tears fell on the master's face, which forced him to wake up.

"Master, I'll dig you out right now!" Zhang San was at a loss, digging the ruins on the master's body with his hands clumsily, and he didn't even notice that his hands were black and red from the heat.

"I can't do it, San'er, don't bother! Run away!"

The master, who was as angry as a silk, pushed him, took a long breath but was coughed repeatedly by the thick smoke,

"There is a secret passage in my room, under my bed, it was left by the Qingcheng sect back then, the enemy must not know about it, go!"

"Master, no! I must." Zhang San burst into tears and wanted to say something, but his master slapped him with the last strength.

"go!"

Zhang San kowtowed with tears, ran into the half-remained room, found the broken bed, opened the iron plate underneath, and jumped inside.

Turning around and closing the iron plate, Zhang San ran desperately along the secret path while crying.

After leaving the secret path, there is already a pool in the middle of the mountain.

Looking back, Zhang San saw that the mountain was already in flames, and the rumbling explosions had stopped, but from a distance, he could still see 'big bats' hovering in the air above the mountain by the light of the fire.

What the hell is that!

Zhang San didn't understand, could it be that the Abandoned Sword Hall really did something outrageous and caused the heavens to send this group of thunder soldiers to destroy it?

Two big bats flew over, Zhang San hurriedly jumped into the pool and dived deep into it, and when the two flew away, he lay down wet on a big rock beside Tan.

This time he saw clearly.Those bats are not some monsters, but two people wearing strange clothes like kites!
I am afraid of monsters, what is there to be afraid of!

Fear, pain, and confusion were suppressed, and boundless anger and hatred gushed out of my heart.

Zhang San suppressed the endless negative emotions, and roared in a low voice:

"No matter who you are, if you spend your entire life, you will have revenge!"

He simply covered his tracks, and then ran all the way from the forest to Emei.

We must report to Hall Master Ming, find out the origins of this group of people, and then return today's enmity ten times and a hundred times!

Zhang San ran desperately, until he was almost away from the boundary of Qingcheng Mountain, and he heard the sound of "whoosh" that made him lose his nerve.

Looking back by the moonlight, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old 'girl' in a bat suit was chasing herself.

She saw me!
Zhang San hurriedly hid in a nearby bush, but it was already too late.

The 'girl' put away her bat suit and fell directly to the ground, walking towards the thicket.

If she gets too big, I can kill her instead!
No, you can't kill her, you have to capture her, and then torture them for who they are!

Zhang San held his breath, and at the moment the 'girl' went to pull the grass, he drew his sword, like a dragon swimming, like lightning.

When Zhang San drew the sword, he saw the 'girl' smiling slyly, but he had no regrets when the sword came out. He firmly believed that even if this person had schemes, he could win or lose with his own swordsmanship.

The 'girl' caught Zhang San's sword infused with faith and hatred with two fingers, broke off the tip of the sword, and slashed Zhang San's throat with the tip of the sword with his backhand.

At the moment of falling down, Zhang San only heard the 'girl' shout excitedly, "Almost let him run away, now I can explain to my uncle!"

At the end of the day, Zhang San still didn't know who was attacking the entrance of Qingcheng Mountain.

In the autumn of the 30th year of Jiajing, there was a fire in Qingcheng Mountain, which lasted for seven days.

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