In the dark devil's cave, devilish energy gathers from time to time, giving birth to new monsters.
In the underground devil's cave thousands of feet above the ground, a large open space was opened up and divided into several caves, where hundreds of monks gathered.
Here, demonic energy is generated anytime and anywhere, and spiritual energy circulation skills must be activated to resist the infestation of demonic energy.
"Sect Master, another disciple was struck by the demonic energy and fell into a coma."
"Ahem..."
Yue Ling was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a look of deep worry in his eyes.
"Bring them here and I will exorcise them."
"But, Sect Master, your body..."
"It doesn't matter. I know my injuries well. Bring them here."
A dozen monks in the foundation-building stage were brought over. After Yue Lingzheng expelled the spiritual energy from their bodies, his aura suddenly dropped from the seventh level of the golden elixir to the sixth level.
"Sect Master, your cultivation..."
Yue Lingzheng waved his hand, signaling that there was no need to say more. The disciple felt uneasy, but he wisely withdrew.
After the disciple left, Yue Lingzheng sat quietly for a long time. After the demonic energy in his body calmed down, he walked towards a small door.
He knocked on the small door and asked, "Uncle, how is your injury?"
Through the stone door, Sheng Qingyun's voice came out.
"Much better."
Yue Ling was about to speak but stopped, standing quietly by the stone gate, speechless for a long time.
In the end, Sheng Qingyun inside the stone gate spoke first, breaking the dead silence.
"How many disciples...are there left in the sect?"
"Twenty-three golden elixir monks and three hundred and sixty-seven foundation-building monks, a total of three hundred and ninety people."
"There are only so many people left."
Sheng Qingyun's tone was filled with sadness. On that day, as soon as the Xiaoyao Sect had calmed down the civil strife, the evil cultivators went to the top of the mountain to kill them.
In panic, the sect dismissed the outer disciples, leaving more than a thousand inner disciples to fight against the evil cultivators.
In order to cover her evacuation, Lao Ye blew himself up and died.
And she led six hundred monks to fight and retreat, hiding in the devil's cave to survive, and eighty years passed in the blink of an eye.
Eighty years have passed, and hatred has already taken root and sprouted in her heart.
Not a day goes by that she doesn't think about revenge and taking back the mountain gate.
However, she was seriously injured in that battle, and she has only been able to recover from her injuries.
"Deep in the abyss of demonic energy, the Jindan monks were barely able to protect their souls from being eroded by the demonic energy. However, two hundred and thirty disciples in the foundation-building stage died under the demonic energy.
I wonder if they would blame me for my cowardice before they die. "
Yue Lingzheng hurriedly comforted him, "Uncle, there is no need to blame yourself. If you hadn't suddenly thought of it, tore apart a corner of the Demon Sealing Array and led everyone to commit themselves to it, I'm afraid that all six hundred people would have been slaughtered long ago."
Sheng Qingyun smiled bitterly, "But hiding here is not a good idea after all. We will eventually get out."
"But those evil cultivators must have set up heavy troops outside. I'm afraid my uncle is no match for him alone..."
Yue Lingzheng's mood was very complicated. On the one hand, the only remaining Yuanying monk in the Xiaoyao Sect was indeed defeated by the demon cultivator.
But on the other hand, if you continue to stay in the devil's cave and be corroded by the devil's energy all the time, your strength will be further weakened.
"I know, but if you continue to hide here, you will never escape death."
Sheng Qingyun pushed open the stone door with a calm expression.
"I, a monk from the Xiaoyao Sect, seek immortality. What I want is to be free and happy. I was seriously injured before, so that's all. Now that the injury has healed, naturally I am not willing to live an ignoble existence."
Yue Lingzheng's expression was solemn. He knew in his heart that his uncle had a death wish in his heart.
Not to mention Uncle Master, why wouldn't he want to kill his enemy with his own hands?
The mountain gate was broken down, and he had no fear of life or death. He was only worried that after death, he would not be able to face all the sect masters.
"Yes, Uncle Master, I'm going to call the others now!"
The remaining hundreds of people arrived quickly, as if they had predicted what would happen next, and most of them had a look of determination in their eyes.
Sheng Qingyun glanced at everyone one by one, "I am determined to leave the Demon Cave at Mao tomorrow and fight back to the mountain gate."
Some people looked worried. Xiaoyao Sect only had one Nascent Soul Lord, Master Sheng, while Xie Cultivator had four Nascent Soul cultivators.
That day the mountain gate was broken open, and the evil cultivator watched them jump down from the devil's cave with his own eyes, but did not kill them all.
Perhaps those evil cultivators were sure that they could not last long in the devil's cave and would eventually leave on their own initiative.
"Uncle Master, is this move too rash? We took shelter in the devil's cave and just got a chance to breathe. If we show up rashly, I'm afraid we will be caught in one fell swoop."
"If we die, won't the Xiaoyao Sect be like the Hanshan Sect and the inheritance will be cut off?"
Sheng Qingyun's eyes swept over the two people talking and nodded slightly.
"Of course I have considered what you said. After leaving the Demon Cave tomorrow, the troops will be divided into two groups. I will cover some people to leave first, so that the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect can be continued.
The rest of the people followed me and fought back to the mountain gate. "
The two relaxed a little, worried that others would think they were greedy for life and afraid of death, so they quickly explained.
"Uncle Master, we are not afraid of death, we are just a sect inheritance that cannot be cut off..."
"No need to explain, I know it well."
After Sheng Qingyun finished speaking, he pointed at one hundred and forty people and divided them into seven teams.
She then distributed the few remaining talismans and treasures to the several golden elixir monks who led the team, and gave instructions.
"Once you escape from the devil's cave, you and others will lead your own escape. The important responsibility of the sect's inheritance will be handed over to you and the other seven people."
Xue Pangxing, the master of Fu Feng Peak, had a look of disapproval on his face.
"Uncle Master, there are only 390 people left in our Xiaoyao Sect. If we escape, how can you survive?
In my opinion, if you want to run away, run away together, and if you want to fight, fight together! "
"That's right, Uncle Master, please come with us and escape! If we keep the green hills, we won't have to worry about running out of firewood. As long as the evil cultivators are rampant, they will eventually be destroyed."
"If your uncle refuses to escape, I will fight out of the siege with you!"
Sheng Qingyun raised his hand to stop everyone from talking.
Although the evil cultivators did not pursue them into the depths of the Demonic Cave, they were definitely not defenseless.
How could she protect so many disciples at the Golden Core Stage and even the Foundation Establishment Stage with her own strength?
It is extremely difficult to cover the escape of these two hundred people and keep the sect's inheritance alive.
"I have made up my mind, and you don't need to persuade me anymore. It's easy to die, but the difficult thing is to live and protect the sect's inheritance.
I entrust you with this important task, and I hope you can understand my intentions. "
The few Jindan monks who were entrusted with important tasks looked at each other with a look of embarrassment in their eyes.
They want to live and die with the sect, but their uncle also said that the inheritance cannot be cut off.
Uncle Master said that the troops were divided into two groups, but he just wanted to lead those fellow sects and fight a bloody path for them...
After Sheng Qingyun explained in detail the combat strategy that he had already formulated, he returned to the cave alone.
After closing the stone door, she sighed and said to herself with helplessness in her eyes.
"Old Ye, Old Ye, you died easily. It's really troublesome to leave such a mess for me.
In order to find a way out for Xiaoyao Sect, you did not hesitate to spend the last bit of your life forcefully to perform divination, causing me to lead my disciples to hide in the devil's cave.
Now that eighty years have passed, tomorrow is the date you predicted, but where is your so-called turning point? "
(End of chapter)
