Chapter 331 Moving Mountains Not only did Li Hongjiu not have any intention of going up, but he looked up at them and gave them his signature bright smile, then reached out and slowly picked up the wine jug from his waist. Bastard! A group of Yanbao Sect disciples were so anxious that they wanted to curse. Guang Haoyou glanced at the huge group of fire bats rushing towards him and realized that it was too late, so he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Go down and pull him away." The wind scales on his side retreated immediately, and the five of them floated down together, surrounding Li Hongjiu in a semi-arc. Guang Haoyou's face was grim, and he gnashed his teeth and said, "Uncle Master, I'm sorry, please forgive us for being rude." He waved his hand, "Take him away!" The meaning is very clear. When they respect you, you are their uncle. When they don't respect you, then you are not polite. The other four immediately rushed to catch the man at the same time. Li Hongjiu raised his head to drink the wine, a few drops of wine dripped from the corners of his lips, and then he slowly raised two fingers in front of his chest and abdomen to catch the dripping wine. The wine drops smashed into pieces on the fingertips, but did not disperse. They floated and rotated like broken diamonds under the starlight. His clothes seemed to be inflated, and the swirling wind blew into his wide sleeves, making them swell like a balloon. Several hands stretched out to grab shoulders and arms, but they were all scratched and infuriated, unable to grab the right place or exert any strength.

The force exerted by the forced spell seemed to be taken away, or rather dissolved, by the energy flowing through the bulging clothes. At the same time, they opened their eyes wide and subconsciously stopped the capture. They retracted their hands as if they were electrocuted and stepped back subconsciously. They clearly saw the whirlwind shape formed by Master Red Wine's fingertips. The wind is invisible, but those few drops of wine turned into mist, making the shape of a small whirlwind clearly visible. As the fog rapidly swirled and brewed, flashing arcs appeared inside, like a miniature rain, fog, and thunderstorm. At this moment, the Yanbao Sect disciples realized that what they had just experienced was not an illusion, but that they had really been electrocuted. Li Hongjiu looked left and right, grinned at them, then turned back to look at the huge group of fire bats rushing towards him. The long sleeves of his robe that were inflated like balloons suddenly deflated quickly, while the whirlwind from his fingertips expanded rapidly, clearly showing the meaning of one increasing while the other decreasing. The long sleeves of the robe fluttered as before, but the rotating whirlwind was still growing infinitely. The mist in it had dissipated, and the electric arcs inside also disappeared. Only the violent whirlwind continued to expand violently, and its momentum became increasingly huge, making the group of monks feel their own insignificance. The dust under the feet of the crowd was constantly peeling off the ground layer by layer, and was constantly sucked into the whirlwind along with some gravel. The group's clothes fluttered, and they needed to cast a little spell to steady their bodies, otherwise they would be worried about being sucked into the whirlwind by the strong wind. The few wind scales in the air also had to retreat a little. Seeing a huge group of fire bats rushing towards them from the sky, Li Hongjiu shook the entire rotating tornado with a flick of his finger, and suddenly swung the wind column towards the oncoming group of fire bats, which suddenly opened their bloody mouth like a demon. Guang Haoyu and others who had just been eager to capture their uncle were now staring blankly at the huge noise, confused and shocked. They did not feel any strong sense of cultivation from their uncle, nor did they feel any powerful magic power being exerted. They really did not know how their uncle could create such a momentum with just two fingers. A more spectacular scene suddenly appeared. The group of fire bats that rushed over seemed to have a low IQ and they crashed into the mouth of the tornado. At the moment of the collision, the group's flying and diving formation was instantly messed up, as light as scraps of paper. The glowing group could be seen constantly pouring into the whirlwind and flying with it. The fire bats at the back finally saw what was happening, and immediately became a mess, flying around wildly, even colliding with each other, and changing direction to escape. Li Hongjiu said calmly, "Collect!" The arm that was pointing at the tornado pushed forward, and there was an obvious sign that it was exerting force again. The tornado quickly stretched and its mouth expanded rapidly, as if it was going to swallow up the starry sky. The huge momentum was truly astonishing. The fire bats that couldn't run away were swallowed up in an instant. The fire bats that ran far away also flapped their wings desperately in the air, but they couldn't fly and were struggling against the suction behind them.

In the end, facing the overwhelming force, all resistance is futile. As a result, none of the huge group of fire bats could escape, and were all sucked into the devouring whirlwind. The tornado, having eaten its fill, shrank rapidly again, and it felt like it was being forcibly compressed, which could be seen from the movement of the light trapped inside. Under the contraction and compression of the tornado, coupled with its increasingly rapid rotation, the fire bats inside kept colliding with each other and were soon smashed to pieces in the high-speed rotation. The tornado became magnificent and dazzling because of the countless exploding blue liquids. Guang Haoyu and others looked at each other as if they were dreaming. Those strange bats that caused hundreds of sects to flee in defeat were killed by Master Uncle Red Wine with just a drop of wine and a flick of his fingers? At this moment, the way they looked at this unreliable uncle was not right. They had heard about how powerful this uncle-master was. It was said that he was a bit idle and was the best fighter among his peers. It was said that if he didn't fight, it would be fine. But once he fought, he could suppress the other disciples and make them lose their temper. They had never seen how powerful this was, and they didn't know if it was because Master Red Wine was unreliable or because the sect intended to keep a low profile. All they heard most was that this Master was always being punished. The most common saying is that if he was not the master's direct disciple, he would have been expelled from the sect long ago. He is also considered a legendary figure within the sect. They had never seen this Uncle Red Wine take action, and it seemed that not many people in the sect had seen it, and those who had seen it didn't mention it much. Now they probably understood that the reason why no one mentioned this was probably because the sect intended to handle it in a low-key manner. Now they finally understood why those who had seen Master Red Wine take action liked to quietly run to the back mountain where Master Red Wine lived. In fact, they also went to peek at the martial arts created by this master. The name of the martial arts was very strange. It was given by Master Red Wine himself, called: Borrowing the Realm. It is not a secret within the sect. Although it is kept on a shelf, the sect has also allowed other disciples to learn it. As long as they apply and get approval, they can go and participate in the research. Disciples in the sect all went there because of the legend, and gave up when they could not practice it. Over time, the legend becomes just a saying. People have to face the reality of life down to earth. What should be forgotten should be forgotten. What is none of your business will eventually be forgotten. Today, they finally got a glimpse of the true face of the legend. Only then did they realize how ridiculous their previous actions in stopping their uncle-master were. They thought that their uncle-master could kill these mere pests with just a wave of his hand. There was nothing to be afraid of. In the air behind, several disciples in the wind scales who witnessed this spectacle also looked extremely shocked. Li Hongjiu, who had killed all the fire bats, did not give up easily. He looked back at the disciples in the sect, frowned and thought for a while, then looked around and took a fancy to a nearby mountain. He suddenly made up his mind. After straightening the tornado that was lifted up by his fingertips, Li Hongjiu cast a spell and uttered, "Move the mountain!" Then he casually threw the tornado he was facing away and used the finger gesture to send it away. The tornado that rose into the sky moved across the sky and landed head-on on a nearby hilltop, expanding all the way down until it expanded to swallow up the entire mountain. At this moment, the momentum stirred up by the expanding tornado was so great that it caused the wind and clouds to surge and cause the sky and the earth to change color. Those disciples in the wind scales could no longer keep themselves afloat, so they had to put away their treasures and fly behind Li Hongjiu. It is obvious that the wind is weaker around Li Hongjiu. Li Hongjiu, who was casting spells from a distance, occasionally changed his gestures, but he was always targeting the tornado that was swallowing the mountain. The wind was howling all around, and the stars in the sky were no longer visible, but he was calm and composed, and even had time to lift the wine jug and drink from it. When Guang Haoyu and others saw him drinking, their expressions changed from helplessness and disgust to admiration.

There was light in the eyes of the wine master. The tornado with a pointed head and big feet gradually changed into a tornado with a pointed foot and a big head. The blue light in it was completely blurred and disappeared. The mountain gradually disappeared from the ground, and seemed to have moved into the air and was spinning rapidly. The group of disciples actually understood that the mountain was actually being shredded layer by layer and was carried into the air by the force of rotation. To make such a huge mountain float in the air, this tremendous power cannot be achieved by a mere martial arts master. But this uncle has this level of cultivation, and it cannot be faked. A higher level of cultivation cannot be endured by the mortal body. If one has cultivated an immortal body, he will not be able to avoid inspection before entering the Divine Fire Domain. The person examining will not be unable to tell the difference between a mortal body and an immortal body. Suddenly, Li Hongjiu put away the wine gourd, flew away, and landed at the foot of the rapidly swirling sharp tornado. As soon as he left, it was as if there was nothing blocking the wind, and the suction force suddenly increased. A group of Yanbao Sect disciples immediately put hands together, cast a collective spell, and huddled together to avoid being swept away. Li Hongjiu waved his hand, and the huge tornado retracted its legs. He stretched out his palm and lifted it up, and the entire huge tornado immediately stood firmly in his palm. He pushed with one arm, and a huge tornado immediately rose into the air, and he also rose into the air. I don't know whether the tornado lifted him up or he lifted the entire tornado up into the sky. Moving a mountain with a high level of martial arts, and moving such a majestic and huge mountain, the disciples were shocked beyond words, looking up in the whistling wind, as if they were looking up to a god. Li Hongjiu, who could move mountains and fly into the sky, did not fly too far, but flew to the nest of the fire bats and flew over the tiankeng that looked like an abyss. "Hold on!" Li Hongjiu shouted and threw away the thing in his hand. The huge tornado with a large body and thin legs immediately pierced into the sinkhole like a huge cone. Boom, the sky shook and the earth trembled, and smoke and dust exploded. Li Hongjiu fell to the ground and swung his arms and sleeves. The remaining power of the swirling strong wind immediately spread in all directions like a shock wave. The strong wind went away, and the smoke and dust also subsided in an instant. He landed lightly on the edge of the tiankeng and looked down. He found that he had filled it up like a mountain, but there was still a section left to fill it up. This showed how huge the tiankeng was. But this is enough to block the nest of those weird bats. He didn't know that there was another exit from the monster's lair below. He looked back at the disciples of Yanbao Sect who were flying over, feeling quite helpless. The reason why he made such a big fuss was because he was afraid that these strange bats would come out and harm his group of disciples. He himself was not afraid of them and originally wanted to observe them up close. Curiosity was his purpose of entering this forbidden area. Even though they were not allowed to come, a group of people insisted on following him, and he was helpless. (End of this chapter)