In fact, these things are unreasonable, but the more critical the moment, the paranoia or madness in human nature becomes more and more vivid. In Xiao Luoyi's words:
"Actually, they, including you and I, know very well that with the thirty-three realms sealed, we may never see the sun of Kyushu again. If we don't fight now, will we still sit and wait for death?"
After a few more days of training, Qingyun's injuries were basically healed, and Yao Pofeng was envious of his strong recovery power.
However, this has been deliberately controlled by the young master. If it were not for the concern that the blood toad's corpse was mixed with poison and might affect others, Qingyun would have used it to recuperate his injuries.
"If I had an exaggerated physique like yours, I wouldn't be afraid of the old man beating me no matter what!"
"Look at your potential!"
Qingyun laughed and cursed, filling Yao Pofeng a glass of spiritual wine that he had treasured for a long time.
The luxurious big bed room where the young master stayed while he was recuperating was actually Yao Ershao's tent, so Xiao Luoyi naturally slept separately from him.
Although he was a little unhappy, fortunately, I could have a drink with this rogue every night, which greatly appeased the alcohol bug in his belly.
"Hey, Du Kang is the only one who can relieve my worries! I really wish I could have a drink with you, brother Yun, every day!"
"What do you have to worry about, Brother Feng?"
"What can I do? I have to think about how to deal with the strange beasts all day long, and the bigger ones have to do it myself. I can't always let the younger brothers go there and die, right? After finally resting at night, I just wanted to take a few sips of wine. But your sister-in-law scolds her whenever she sees her coming up. Do you think it’s hard?”
"Why am I not, Brother Feng? You don't know, the eldest sister is very tight-minded on weekdays and won't let me have any alcohol!"
"Hey, your sister-in-law is the same. She said that wine is a poison that penetrates the intestines. If that's the case, what fun does a man have?"
"Yes, yes, what else did my eldest sister say? Sex is like a bone-scraping steel knife, and I'm going to be annoyed by her to death."
"Yes, yes, let me tell you, women are like this, long hair but short of knowledge."
Although the two are close friends, women not only have long hair, but their ears can usually hear super-frequency sounds.
"Yao Pofeng! If you dare to say that I am your wife again, my aunt will make it impossible for you to get a wife in your life!"
"Yumian girl, calm down, it's all Qingyun's fault. I think he doesn't want those ears anymore. I'll cut them off later and serve them to you!"
Although the soft words were sweet, they were so frightening that the two people in the room almost choked to death on their wine.
While drinking, Yao Pofeng took out a hairpin from his arms with a curious expression and handed it to Qingyun, then asked with a smile:
"Brother Yun, how could you recommend Luo Yixian to come to my place? He is such a talented person!"
Qingyun calmly took the hairpin from him without saying anything. He only said that he had just met him by chance, but this person had no talent but nowhere to use it, so he cherished his talent and bluffed Yao Pofeng. He was stunned for a moment, but he was laughing secretly in his heart:
"It's just that you naughty guy doesn't know that he is your real die-hard brother."
"Not to mention, this person is not only good at cultivation, he is also brave enough to take the lead in killing the enemy. I didn't expect that such a master could come out of the small Lingjue Palace. Xian Xiao Yi Jian is indeed well-deserved."
"As long as you think he can do it."
Qingyun nodded and said with a smile, since Luo Yixian can be appreciated by his little boss, as long as he can escape from the Thirty-three Realms alive, he will follow the phoenix and fly far away in the future. The Luo family and his son will probably be able to repay their debt of gratitude. .
Luo Yixian and Yao Pofeng were happy as kings, saints and ministers, but Qingyun felt a little depressed living here.
Because while he was recuperating, Yao Mengxun only visited him once, and he even happened to meet Yao Pofeng to discuss matters.
At the right time, Yao Pofeng and Xiao Luoyi were not there, leaving Qingyun alone in the camp to heal his injuries.
"I have seen...Meng...Xianzi Yao."
"Um."
After humming casually and lazily, Yao Mengxun looked around and asked lightly:
"Where is Fellow Taoist Po Feng?"
"Brother Feng has gone to the front line. I heard that some powerful strange beasts have arrived."
"good."
After leaving only the word "good", Yao Mengxun turned around and left. The speed of turning around made Qingyun a little stunned. He was completely different from when they met at the Spiritual Mirror Sacrifice.
"Meng...Fairy Yao, please stay!"
Somehow, Qingyun's mind turned into a sea of paste, and he blurted out.
"What's up?"
Looking at the other person's back without even looking back, he suddenly had an idea and said suddenly:
"Fairy Yao, according to what my master...Senior Xiao said, the powder you used is secretly made by Ninghua Tower. It is used to track the talented disciples of various sects for the Juexian Sect. If possible, I hope you will not use it again in the future. To avoid danger.”
"Are you concerned about me?"
Gently turning her head to the side, the sunlight reflected her elegant and noble face in a daze, making her look like the girl who jumped out from behind her back then.
I don't know where the courage burst out from, Qingyun nodded tremblingly:
"Yes, it is."
But he could see that after hearing these words, Yao Mengxun's face did not show the slightest smile as he had imagined, and he still replied calmly:
"Thanks."
After saying that, he left straight away, leaving behind only bursts of fragrant wind that made Qingyun heartbroken but could not be forgotten for a long time.
Since some choices have been made, one must have the courage to bear the consequences, and it is not something he can control in the palm of his hand.
Just as Yao Mengxun regained power, the aloof Jingcitian sect leader and disciple, and the former acting leader Lu Donglin could only serve on both sides.
At the cost of this, she had to bear the hopes of everyone with her weak shoulders. A series of things that happened in the Thirty-three Realms taught her a lot.
"Uncle Master, is the young hero Qingyun who is recovering from his injuries at the Ershao Gang the person you are looking for?"
"Um…"
After a long hum, Yao Mengxun seemed to have considered his words, and finally said:
"Yes, I finally found him. He is a very good friend."
Hearing this, a trace of gloom flashed in Lu Donglin's eyes, and his fists clenched unconsciously.
But neither he nor Qingyun saw that Yao Mengxun, who was facing the sun alone, suddenly revealed a pair of shallow pear dimples that eclipsed all the others.
Just like the spring water flowing in the east, the willows in the south of the Yangtze River are missing each other.
War is cruel, war is merciless, war is a tragic elegy written with blood and fire.
Perhaps it is ridiculous to call a battle involving less than a thousand people a war, but in the eyes of those true alien beasts, only the vitality and flesh of the Kyushu monks can keep the spiritual veins of the Thirty-three Worlds alive and allow them to continue to survive with dignity.
So for them, even for the plants and trees in their home, this is a life and death battle!
It's just that the Jiuzhou monks seem to be a little slow in learning this truth, which has also led to countless people becoming the rations of those strange beasts like livestock.
But by this time, few people can hold the sword in their hands tightly, and few people can still use their sword energy without fail.
Because real war is not pleasant at all, and it is not as beautiful as Xiao Luoyi's slaughter of the Earthly Sect and the monks of the Divine Sword Sect.
The only thing left on the battlefield are the truths of life and death, such as:
In the trial of the small secret realm, shouldn't everyone be looking for their own treasures and walking their own paths?
Shouldn't the trial in the small secret realm be about leading a disciple to lead everyone on a sightseeing tour without any danger?
Shouldn't the trial in the small secret realm be something that the elders of each family have been waiting for for a long time outside the secret realm?
All the young elites who hold the above thoughts have generally already passed away and went to say hello to the ancestors and seniors of their own sect.
Fortunately, I don't know whether it's because the number of these strange beasts is limited, or whether the masters of the Four Kingdoms Mountain want to boil frogs in warm water and slowly kill these Kyushu monks.
They never engage in any major battles, but only engage in small-scale battles with outsiders every few days.
Even so, according to reports from the spies who risked their lives to escape from the Unming Ancient Ruins, there was no trace of the "little fellows" outside. This means that since everyone entered the Unming Ancient Ruins, Sijing Mountain has launched a war against the Jiuzhou monks from the outside world. Encirclement and suppression.
At this point, it is completely confirmed that the so-called white jade pendant is a conspiracy led by alien beasts!
This relieved a lot of pressure on Yao Mengxun in a disguised way, but it was at the leadership meeting a few days ago that everyone really stopped showing interest in the "Qilin Ya".
This meeting was convened by Qian Wu to discuss the issue of wartime supplies.
Because as time goes by, the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice and even the entire Silent Ancient Monument have been sealed more and more tightly by the alien beasts. Although they have dry food in their treasure bags, not everyone has enough. The weight of several years.
Monks at the Yuan Hua realm can live without food, but monks below the Hundred Meridians realm still need to eat, drink, and defecate.
God knows how long they will stay in there, and the living habits of the demon clan determine that most of them do not carry too many supplies, so they have to ask for them from the other three parties.
Therefore, the location of the meeting was chosen at the Monster Clan Camp. This was also the first time Qian Wu took the initiative to invite humans to come to their camp.
"Although the culture of the demon clan is very different from ours in Kyushu, it still has a strong natural style. It obeys the weather and follows the seasons. It really knows how to practice better than I, a human."
Bai Zhizheng kept nodding his head and commented very pertinently.
"Master Bai is ridiculous. The human body is innately harmonious. Otherwise, why would not only my demon clan but also all kinds of alien spirits become human bodies after they transform?"
Qian Wu was dressed in military uniform, carrying Bai Ling Chaofeng on her back. She looked wild and a little hot, but she responded with a very humble smile. There was no trace of the fact that it was this woman who almost killed Bai Zhizheng's men not long ago. general.
"If you ask me, the biggest characteristic of the demon clan is that the male cultivators are handsome and the female cultivators are pretty. They are as bulgy as they should be and as perky as they should be. Hehe!"
Yao Pofeng stared at the squirming Qian Wu with a smirk on his face. He was so suffocated that Yao Mengxun almost slapped him in the face, and he secretly shouted in his heart:
"Both of the same father, how come the second brother and the eldest brother are so different? Is it because they are not from the same mother?"
