The explosion still needs to be put on the agenda...
Otherwise, if it rains, all the gunpowder buried underground will be wasted.
During this time, Xuan Qing's hard work of secretly mixing gunpowder every night and burying it secretly in the ground was all in vain?
Xuanqing and his disciples stood on a ridge in the West Kunlun Mountains. In the depression, there was a gunpowder bomb the size of a head.
Xuan Qing worked hard on this bomb, but in fact, the effect of the gunpowder bomb was really not strong.
Especially if it is placed on a spacious ground, the effect will be greatly reduced, and it will only burn violently.
Add various pieces of broken iron into it, and it becomes the original form of the grenade. The lethality is enough, but in this way, the power seen by the naked eye is greatly reduced.
Fortunately, Xuan Qing had buried a thousand times the amount of gunpowder underground in advance, and success or failure depended on this.
Xuanqing looked at Ganoderma lucidum.
"Look at me!"
Lingzhi raised the torch, shouted, and threw the torch out.
Even though they were far away, the torch still fell on the bomb.
There was a loud explosion, followed immediately by continuous explosions, and the ground rolled and was lifted off like ocean waves...
Under the billowing black clouds, there were gunpowder flames that burned into a blazing white color.
The entire valley was rumbling, and the mountain tops beneath Xuan Qing and others were also trembling.
The corner of Xuan Qing's mouth twitched unconsciously... It's so fake!
Anyone who understands can tell at a glance that the gunpowder has been buried in advance.
Fortunately, no one in the room understood!
The disciples all stared blankly at the billowing smoke clouds. The flames burning under the smoke clouds were constantly rolling over the ground with the power of the explosion.
A true immortal waved his hand, and the ground lifted up was much more than the current explosion...
However, the power of the rolling burning flames that made the entire mountains and rivers tremble was far beyond that of the True Immortal. It might even be possible for the Taiyi True Immortal to strike with all his strength to emit such a powerful force.
This kind of power is not in the eyes of these disciples.
But thinking that it was caused by a bomb that could be held in one's hand and easily made by a mortal...
The disciples had to be surprised by this gap.
Ganoderma swallowed.
Not to mention burning, the explosion turned the ground and the flames rolled. This did not give any vegetation a way to survive...
"Master, is this really something that ordinary creatures can make?"
Xuan Qing smiled and said: "It's just the most basic one, the top one. Such a big one can make the entire Kunlun Mountains disappear. This kind of thing made by mortals can bomb the entire ancient land one hundred and eighty times in a row. None will be missed.”
Lingzhi muttered: "In that case, I will really die..."
Xuanqing touched Lingzhi's head and said with a smile: "No one would do this if it's okay. I just want to show you my strength and build up your confidence."
"Is this...entropy increase?" Qingluan asked.
"It can be understood this way," Xuan Qing said with a smile: "The more powerful something is, the more unstable it is. The raw material stage of a large weapon that can bombard the ancient ground is very unstable, and it may explode if you take a careful step..."
Xuanqing stopped himself, saying that the disciples would not be exposed to nuclear fuel radiation or anything like that. Xuanqing had no idea of starting nuclear weapons, not to mention he didn't know how to stabilize nuclear fuel.
Below critical weight, nuclear fuel appears to be safe.
Once the critical point is exceeded, nuclear fuel can react automatically without external force.
How many kilograms is this critical point... Xuan Qing has no idea!
"Then, if the saint is so powerful, is he also unstable?" Qingluan asked.
Xuanqing looked at Qingluan, knocked Qingluan on the head, and said with a smile: "How do I know this?"
"oh……"
Qingluan touched his head and glanced at Queen Mother Xi: "Then I'll just ask someone else."
After witnessing the power of the explosion, the disciples were all greatly tempted by Xuan Qing's natural science.
Back in West Kunlun, Yun Zhongzi has already completed the base for distilling and refining oil. Even the oil barrels have been refined, and they are lined up in rows not far from the tower.
Just wait until Mo Yuer brings back the oil...
After Yun Zhongzi had some free time, he went to study the car or ask Xuan Qing more questions.
He is simply more caring than his disciples!
These are all basic sciences, Xuan Qing explained with a smile.
…
"It should be unstable..." Queen Mother Xi said after considering it.
She almost sank into the Sea of Chaos. If she really sank, she might not be able to find herself now, and would eventually become a consciousness in the turbulent flow of the Sea of Chaos.
"I knew it!" Qingluan waved his fist and said, "The more powerful you are, the more likely you are to destroy yourself. God Pangu must have become powerful enough to have to destroy himself!"
"Um...the two are not related, right?" Queen Mother Xi looked at Qingluan in surprise.
"Why, it doesn't matter. It matters a lot. God Pangu could have maintained himself, but the creation of the world consumed too much power, and there was also the reaction force that Master said. This is equivalent to God Pangu giving himself an axe, and God Pangu split. Already..."
"However, Great God Pangu is really good!"
Qingluan sighed to himself again: "Perhaps the Great God Pangu can remain undivided, but in that case, the Great God Pangu is likely to explode, and the world he created will be gone..."
"What are you talking about?" Queen Mother Xi looked at Qingluan with a smile and continued to assemble the car.
This thing was really as magical as the master said, and she planned to have one for everyone.
Anyway, the raw materials are enough.
"In short, I know how to practice, and I might become a saint soon. Just wait!"
Qingluan waved his little fist and left with confidence and expectation.
That night, Qingluan went directly to the Immortal Volcano.
Today's immortal volcano has long since died...
Qingluan transformed into his true body, with flames burning on his body, and fell into the immortal volcano.
Three days later, a clear cry sounded from the immortal volcano.
"Tianfeng?" Kong Xuan exclaimed in Nanfangbuzhou, waved his arm, looked back at the origin left by his mother, and after confirming that the formation was complete, Kong Xuan entered the five-color divine light, and after a while, he arrived Immortal volcano.
At this time, Qingluan returned to his true form and was slowly falling.
Seeing Kong Xuan, Qingluan shouted happily: "Brother..."
Kong Xuan held Qingluan's hand and looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar sister in front of him.
My sister can no longer feel the breath of the Holy Fire of Nirvana...
While Kong Xuan was worried and surprised, another idea suddenly came to his mind.
My sister is obviously not nirvana.
There was no aura of Nirvana Holy Fire. It was obvious that my sister had suppressed the aura of Nirvana Holy Fire.
"Sister, are you a saint?" Kong Xuan asked with a trembling voice.
Qingluan smiled and narrowed his eyes and said, "I knew that my brother would definitely be able to see it."
