Chapter 332: Mustard Sumeru
In the hall, there are two Taoist boys sitting there, chatting with each other boringly.
Suddenly heard a ‘pop’, both of them were shocked.
"Huh? What is this sound? Is there a mouse?"
"Weird."
They both looked at their surroundings with doubts, but when one of them saw that a piece of the jade slip from the back was completely broken, his face paled in fright: "Fate, fate..."
When another Taoist boy saw this, he muttered strangely: "Why is it so scared? This is within the Qingfeng faction, how can there be danger-fate, fate..."
He also looked at the broken jade slip in horror.
"Life Jane!"
"Life is broken!" The two Dao Tong looked at each other, their eyes were full of horror.
"Quickly, report it."
They both rushed out frantically.
It's really big!
Just a moment.
'Swish,' swish,'wish', a group of figures appeared in the side hall, and in a blink of an eye, there were thirteen elders in blue robes standing in the hall, the head of which was a triangular-eyed elder. His eyes were full of madness: "It's Junior Brother Qing, Junior Brother Qing died, what happened to him... Ming Jian, Ming Jian is broken... Ming Jian!"
"Big Brother, Brother Qing, he?" a man in a green robe beside him whispered.
"Dead." The triangular-eyed old man's voice was hoarse, as harsh as a sword strike. "The fate is broken, which means that the fire of that person's life has been extinguished..."
"How come?! Didn't Senior Brother Qing go out looking for a chance to make a breakthrough? How could he suddenly die? Who on earth killed Senior Brother Qing?"
"Brother Qing is also extremely strong. The yin and yang gossip array on his body was bought by Senior Brother Qing at a high price. It is so powerful that it can even be said to be invincible at the same level. Even if you encounter a real C-level powerhouse, Senior Brother Qing can delay time. It should still be possible. With some of the methods he has accumulated over the years, it should not be difficult to escape."
"Unless someone knows the details of Senior Brother Qing and has a big feud with him, a special bureau is set up to kill Senior Brother Qing in one fell swoop, so that he can't escape even if he wants to."
There was a lot of discussion one by one.
"Brother Qing is a well-known and good person in our school. Generations don't know how many senior brothers have accepted his favor! He has been killed now, and the cause of death is unknown. If other senior brothers knew about it, he would not swallow it. If we don’t bully, it’s not bad if we don’t bully. No one can bully us! This hatred must be paid back!"
"It must be reported!"
"Whoever killed Brother Qing must kill him and destroy his soul."
"We Qingfeng faction, not everyone can kill."
The other Qingpao people were so angry one by one.
The headed old man with triangular eyes said coldly: "Check! Check to the end! I found out who killed Junior Brother Qing, who dared to kill my Qingfeng faction. No matter what the reason, no one, I will never let it go. ...The murderer must be found."
"Um."
"right."
All nodded.
"Go, go now, mobilize all the disciples of the sect, all the forces of the world, and let them all help in the investigation, and quickly find the murderer." The old man with triangle eyes said coldly, "When the identity of this dog is ascertained, the old man will report to the old ancestor. , Grabbed it personally, peeling the skin and cramping."
"Yes."
The Qingpao people walked out of the hall one by one, murderous.
………
After the Daoist Qing died completely, Tang Tianyou walked to the front and checked it carefully. After confirming that Daoist Qing was completely dead, he was relieved. He only left a gray-black bag about the size of a palm on the ground. That vine whip.
Picking up this palm-sized bag, Tang Tianyou fell into strange doubts, what is this? Something that can be carried by the Qing Taoist is definitely extraordinary, maybe it has any effect?
"This should be a bag." Tang Tianyou reasoned, "Since it is a bag, it must be used to hold things, but how many things can be held in such a small bag? I'm afraid that if you put an apple in, the space inside will be full. Bar."
No, that's not right, Tang Tianyou suddenly remembered what had happened just now, the Qing Taoist actually took out this ivy whip out of thin air, and also took out eight formation flags out of thin air.
How can such a big thing be taken out of thin air? This is unreasonable, and the encounter between him and Qing Dao Ren was completely an accident, so it is impossible for him to prepare things in advance here, so as to scare him.
"If that's the case, the old way is to take out the eight formation flags from this small bag, and this Qingteng whip?" Tang Tianyou thought of a reason that could be explained.
"However, can this little bag really hold so many things? Is it really so magical?" Tang Tianyou was unbelievable, "If this little bag really can hold, it may only be in the Chinese myths and legends. 'Mustard Sumeru'!"
"Forget it, I don't need to guess here. This bag is here. If it is the legendary'Mustard Sumeru', I will know if I try it."
Tang Tianyou picked up the small bag and pulled it towards the tightly tied bag. It didn't move. With a little bit of strength, it still didn't move, as if the door had already been locked.
"The strength I used just now was at least several hundred catties, but the bag was not torn, nor did it show any signs of looseness. It seems that brute force alone cannot be opened." Tang Tianyou frowned. " Is there any special way to open this strange bag?."
Wait, physical power doesn't work, so what about spiritual power? Tang Tianyou decided to try every method to see which one is the most correct way.
Thinking of this, Tang Tianyou looked at the bag in his hand and tried to concentrate, all his mind filled the bag.
Whoosh!
Tang Tianyou felt the darkness in front of him, and for a moment, he seemed to be no longer in the original world, a strange space, without the sun, but still very bright.
The next second, Tang Tianyou was shocked.
It looks very small and only has a small cloth bag about the size of a fist~www.NovelMTL.com~ Tang Tianyou's thoughts really see a space the size of 20 cubic meters.
In this space, there are all kinds of things that Tang Tianyou doesn't recognize, but these things are still relatively neatly arranged.
The only things Tang Tianyou knew were the pile of daily necessities placed in the lower left corner of this space, such as clothes, food, renminbi and other common things.
There are also five black strips of paper that seem to have the veins of leaves. The veins on this paper look like human blood, and there is a strange and ancient text painted on it, which faintly exudes a mysterious fluctuating talisman.
This Fulu Qing Taoist used it when he escaped, Tang Tianyou remembered, but even if he got this, he didn't have much surprise. After all, when Tang Tianyou saw the Qing Taoist using this Fulu with his own eyes, he hit a blue air current.
According to Tang Tianyou's estimation, if you want to use this talisman, I am afraid that you will need some special methods of Qi training, which means that even if ordinary people get this talisman, they won't be able to use it at all.
"Huh? What is this?" Tang Tianyou seemed to have discovered something.