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Chapter eight hundred and eighty blood disaster

Ye Qian had always been disdainful of the so-called famous and upright people from the bottom of his heart. Now that he saw Qingxu abandoning his fellow disciples and running away, that disdain was even more evident on his face.

The Maoshan trio's trip to the sea was completely wiped out. Two of them were caught by Ye Qian, and one of them fled back to report the news like a lost dog. This embarrassing situation is probably hundreds of kilometers away.

I never thought of Maoshan outside.

Since her parents were arrested, Linglong has been restless. Although she is in Linhai, her heart has already flown to the sky.

Ye Qian saw Linglong's appearance and was anxious in his heart. At this moment, Ye Qian wished that Maoshan would come immediately to negotiate with him?

Unfortunately, everything in the world is not as perfect as he expected. It has been several days since Qing Xuzi escaped back, but there is still no movement over there in Maoshan, which is really frustrating.

But this is no wonder Qing Xuzi.

After Qing Xuzi fought with Ye Qian in Linhai, not only was his sword destroyed and his magic weapon taken away, but he was also greatly frightened. He couldn't even use Earth Escape and could only walk in ragged clothes towards Maoshan Mountain.

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It was not until the third day that Qingxu, who was extremely hungry, arrived at the foot of Maoshan Mountain. Looking at Maoshan Mountain, which was not very tall, Qingxu almost cried.

However, Qingxu did not head up the mountain. After all, Maoshan is not only a legendary Taoist holy land to the outside world, but also a tourist attraction. It is crowded with tourists all year round, with huge crowds and constant incense.

The real Maoshan Sect is not in the Taoist temple in Maoshan, but in the back mountain of Maoshan.

After walking around the foot of the mountain for several times, Qingxu finally found a sparsely populated area at the back of the mountain. Then he pinched the magic formula with his fingers, and in an instant, he hid himself in Maoshan Mountain.

Obviously, there is a blinding formation outside Maoshan that is used to deceive the world and steal reputation.

Before Qingxu could move forward, he heard two people yelling: "Who dares to trespass into my forbidden area in Maoshan?"

Qingxu looked up and saw two Taoist boys wearing blue robes scolding him.

"It's me!" Qingxu responded coldly.

The two Taoist boys looked at Qingxu carefully, and then they recognized the Taoist priest in ragged clothes. They quickly became respectful, bowed their heads towards Qingxu and said, "It turns out that this is Patriarch Qingxu. When the disciples see him,

Grandmaster Qingxu!"

Qingxu didn't dare to stay in front of the Maoshan Mountain Gate for a long time. After all, his appearance would be seen by his fellow disciples, especially the juniors, and he would lose a lot of face.

"Where is the real master, where is he now?" Qingxu asked as he walked.

The two Taoist boys did not dare to offend Qingxu. Seeing Qingxu's appearance of a lost dog, they suppressed a smile and said: "Go back to the ancestor, the master is meditating in the back hall!"

Qingxu waved his hand and said: "I know!"

As he spoke, Qingxu walked towards the back hall as fast as the wind.

After Qingxu had gone far away, the two Taoist boys guarding the door burst into laughter.

"Hey, tell me what happened to Patriarch Qingxu. He seems to have escaped from the outside..."

"Who knows, maybe I met some powerful person outside the mountain gate!"

"No way, Patriarch Qingxu is the headmaster's direct disciple. Even if he meets someone from the Tiandao Hidden Sect, he won't be in such a panic, right?"

"Hey, I can't say for sure. After all, there is a sky beyond the sky in the east, and there are mountains beyond the mountains!"

The two Taoist boys were talking and laughing to themselves.

Besides, Qingxu originally wanted to go back to his own territory and change his clothes before meeting his mentor. But when he walked to the door, he thought about it and decided that it would be best for him to go like this. Otherwise, it would not be enough to prove his miserable situation.

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After thinking about it, Qingxu rushed directly into the back hall with ragged clothes and disheveled hair, and started crying as soon as he entered the door.

"Master, Master, Master makes the decision for the disciples, Master..."

Qingxu's crying voice was so tragic that it made one feel sad and cry. Ye Qian was not present at the moment, otherwise Ye Qian would have raised his thumb and praised him: He is really the new generation of actor.

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The back hall of Maoshan is large enough to accommodate hundreds of people doing homework in the hall.

In the apse, a huge golden statue of Lao Tzu stands, and under this bronze statue, there is a gray futon, with an old Taoist priest sitting on the futon.

The Taoist priest had white hair and a childish face, a purple Taoist robe, and dust in his hands. He looked like a Taoist with an immortal spirit. He was none other than the current headmaster of the Maoshan Sect, Taoist Tiancang.

Originally, Taoist Tiancang was having his afternoon class, and he was studying Tianxin, but he was interrupted by Qingxu's cry.

The old eyes were about to open, but there was a little light shining in the dark.

Seeing his youngest disciple coming crying, Taoist Tiancang called out softly: "You are Qingxu, how can you be so flustered?"

Naturally, he had to do a full set of performances, and he was clear and unambiguous. He knelt down in front of Taoist Tiancang with a bang and banged his head.

"Master has mercy, please make the decision for your disciple..."

Taoist Tiancang didn't even notice Qingxu, he still had that enigmatic and immortal look: "If anything happens, get up and talk!"

Qingxu then bowed slightly and stood up from the ground.

Soon Taoist Tiancang's eyes looked back and forth at Qingxu, and then he said strangely: "Disciple Qingxu, why are you in such a mess? There are three of your senior brothers who went down the mountain, why are you the only one who came back? What happened?

What's going on?"

Facing Taoist Tiancang's inquiry, Qingxu looked aggrieved and cried out again: "Master, please forgive me. This time, the disciple, Zhuang Xuzi and Fuchen followed the master's decree and went down the mountain to Linhai to find out what happened.

.Unexpectedly, the female devil not only has profound and powerful magic power, but also has a helper. We and other fellow apprentices were unable to fight. Not only were the magic weapons confiscated, but the two fellow apprentices, Zhuang Xuzi and Fuchen, were captured by the female devil.

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As he spoke, Qingxu sobbed: "That female devil, that female devil also said that I, Maoshan, are all people who deceive the world and steal reputation. If I dare to go down the mountain to influence her in the future, she will, she will..."

After saying that, Qingxu pretended to be scared and glanced at Taoist Tiancang.

Although Taoist Tiancang didn't have a sullen look on his face, he still scolded him in a cold voice: "What's she going to do? Say..."

Qingxu Weiruoruo said: "She will, she will send the general to Maoshan, so that I, Maoshan, will not leave any chickens or dogs behind!"

Sure enough, as soon as Qingxu said these words, a golden light suddenly appeared in Taoist Tiancang's eyes: "Haha, what an arrogant and domineering evildoer."

Obviously Qingxu's words were deliberately intended to provoke Taoist Tiancang. He didn't say a word about the two mortals he had captured and went up the mountain. He skipped them directly and magnified Ye Qian's words endlessly. This ability to confuse right and wrong is considered a unique skill.

Seeing that Taoist Tiancang finally got angry, Qingxu once again cried out in grief: "Master, Master. It's all useless for the disciples to let the two brothers be captured. The disciples hope that the master can come and rescue them."

Senior Brother Zhuang Xuzi and Junior Brother Fuchen, disciples, disciples..."

As he spoke, Qingxu cried like a tearful person, and kowtowed even harder, until his forehead was covered with purple blood.

Taoist Tiancang was moved by what he saw. He stepped forward with his own hands, helped Qingxu up, and said: "Good boy, good boy. I understand that you are brothers and are teachers. You should go back first, change your clothes, and rest for the night.

I have my own concerns about this matter!"

"Promise, I will obey Master's decree!"

Her voice could not help but tremble, but Qingxu was secretly proud and slowly exited the rear hall of Maoshan.

At this moment, Taoist Tian Cang's face was uncertain, and he could not stop counting things with his fingers: "It's strange, it's strange, who is this evildoer? He is so rampant and dares to challenge me, Maoshan Sect, openly and honestly."

Having said that, Taoist Tiancang still thought to himself and hissed coldly: "Why can't the number of days calculate the opponent's heel? Who in the end disturbed the secret of heaven?"

But just as Taoist Tiancang was making hard calculations, a cold voice came from behind the main hall, with disdain and ridicule.

"Old ghost Tian Cang, I didn't expect you to still be so virtuous after not seeing me for more than a hundred years. Everything depends on the secrets of heaven. If the secrets of heaven were really so accurate, you should have escaped long ago. Why bother waiting for this bloody disaster?"
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