The opening martial arts myth pushes the world up

Chapter 113: Another Stigmata?.

The old palm sect glared at the young Taoist,

“Lao Dao put you in charge of this matter, sooner or later, you will have to take over the burden of Hanging Mountain from Lao Dao and become the next head of my Hanging Mountain.”

“Second, since you were promoted to Daozun at the age of 300, you have not left Hanging Mountain for more than thirty years to go out and practice, and you have been nestling in a bamboo house all day writing books, not thinking of making progress, and losing your mind as a plaything!”

The young Daoist was promoted to Dao Zun at the age of 300, setting a record for the youngest Dao Venerable since the era of the Three Great Sages, and was a hot figure in the entire Immortal Cultivation World!

Everyone felt that there was a peerless genius in the Immortal Cultivation World, and he would definitely be the pillar of the Immortal Cultivation World in the future, and he was expected to break through the realm of the Sage, inherit the legacy of the three Sages, and lead the rise of the Immortal Cultivation World!

But his family knows his own family affairs, others don’t know, can the old master still not know what virtues his little junior brother has? His little junior disciple’s ambition was not in cultivation at all! He likes to delve into the side doors.

This guy liked to play chess when he was a child, liked to draw when he grew up, liked to read books when he was more than a hundred years old, and now he is more than three hundred years old, tired of reading books, and began to figure out and write books by himself!

It can be said that during his three hundred years of life, he has been doing all these chores, and there is not a day when he seriously cultivates and meditates all day!

The time spent on cultivation is probably not even one percent of his pastime and entertainment!

But just one percent of cultivation, this dog thing can still become a Dao Zun at the age of 300, how infuriating do you say? If he had devoted all his attention to cultivation, he would not dare to think about it in his current realm!

Therefore, the old master always hated him, a talented little junior disciple, and iron was not steel. Thinking about it, the old palm sect was even more angry.

“You can’t hold up the wall with a mud!”

“Blind for such a good talent!”

“Locked up in a bamboo house all day writing books, I haven’t seen you write anything famous!”

The young Taoist wanted to refute, but dared to say that he hadn’t written something.

But after thinking about it, if he said it, his senior brother would not be able to chase him and cut it, so forget it. Master Dao, I put up with you once.

“Gu Qinghui, from today onwards, the Hanging Mountain Immortal Martial Conference will be entrusted to you to be responsible.”

“No shirking, no pretense to others!”

Hearing this, the young Taoist Gu Qinghui responded helplessly,

“Yes, yes, yes.”

After that, the Old Palm Sect and Gu Qinghui and the others discussed some details of the Immortal Martial Conference. On the way, suddenly a disciple of Hanging Mountain broke in.

“Teach it! Little Uncle! ”

“Something happened in Falling Sound City!”

Well?

Gu Qinghui and the old palm sect’s eyes condensed slightly.

Falling Sound City is the most important large city under the jurisdiction of Hanging Mountain, the closest to Hanging Mountain, and Hanging Mountain disciples often exchange materials in Hanging Sound City to supplement and exchange information with the outside world.

Its existence is like a port opened to the outside world by Hanging Mountain, which is important in every sense. The accident in Falling Sound City still had a great impact on the entire Hanging Mountain.

The two quickly asked,

“Make it clear!”

“What happened?”

The disciple said,

“Little Master Uncle of Qiyu Palm Sect, I don’t know if there was a problem when we repaired the formation of Falling Sound City, and a large amount of blood suddenly gushed out under Falling Sound City!”

“Those blood lights contain extremely terrifying evil qi that can erode people’s minds and thoughts, and several of our disciples were directly attacked by the same sect after being eroded by the blood light.”

Hearing this, Gu Qinghui and the Old Palm Sect’s faces suddenly changed, and the other Hanging Mountain elders present even stood up.

“What did you say!?”

This particular situation instantly made them all think of something evil and terrifying. Stigmata!

The situation described by the disciples is no different from that of the stigmata.

Stigmata can also erode people’s minds, make people fall into madness, and exude a terrifying and ominous evil aura!

Thinking of the stigmata, all the high-ranking people present glanced at each other, frowned, and a deep worry flashed under their eyes. They had just experienced an earth-shattering Stigmata battle, and the powerful oppression brought by the stigmata was still as if it had happened yesterday, and everything was vividly remembered.

The terrifying threat of stigmata, they know best.

If it is the stigmata again this time, the entire San Hua State will be unpeaceful again.

So, the old master said,

“Immediately disperse the idle people and others in Sound City, and never let them get close to that bloody light!”

“The other disciples blocked the Blood Light Zone, immediately stay away from that place, and must not approach without permission!”

“Go quickly!”

“Yes!”

Came to report the disciples to inform the other Hanging Mountain disciples to mobilize urgently…

The high-level high-level of the Hanging Mountain quickly turned into a flying rainbow streamer and rushed to the bloody light area.

……

Falling Sound City.

There is a fang market that has been completely swallowed by blood light.

By the time Gu Qinghui and the others arrived, Fang City had disappeared, replaced by a huge pit!

That pit turned into a bottomless abyss at this moment, with countless blood rays gushing from it, its strong corrosive aura melting the ground, and everything that touched the blood light slowly turned into nothingness.

Feeling this strong corrosive aura, Gu Qinghui and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

These blood rays with a corrosive aura do have the power to erode people’s minds, but it is more of a madness that has fallen into the demonic path, rather than the terrifying ideological erosion of the stigmata, and it does not inspire all the dark side of people’s hearts to whisper the devil.

I think that the blood light in front of me is only caused by some special material or divine weapon, or even ancient ruins.

After confirming this, everyone relaxed a lot.

As long as it’s not something incomprehensible like the stigmata, everything is good to say.

“How do you feel?”

“Okay.”

“Then go down and see what’s going on.”

“Well, pay attention, be careful!”

As soon as everyone’s consciousness turned, they opened the protective aura cover and retreated from the blood light, and 1.2 rushed into the ground to find out. As everyone went deeper into the pit, the blood light in the pit became more and more intense, and there was a pungent smell of blood! Faintly, everyone seemed to hear the terrifying killing sound of swords colliding!

Sniffing the bloody breath on the tip of their noses and listening to the faint killing sound, wisps of crimson blood slowly appeared in everyone’s eyes. The inexplicable killing intent slowly deposited in their hearts.

“Stay awake! Stay true to your heart! ”

The voices of the old master sect and Gu Qinghui came, and everyone hurriedly ran their spiritual qi, exerting the method of clearing their hearts to keep their minds clear and spend as much blood as substance.

Not long after, they broke through the blood light and finally set foot underground. And after stepping underground, you see everything in front of you.

Everyone was stunned and stood there stupidly.

“This is… What the!? ”