"Where's the ancestor? Why haven't I seen him for more than half a month?"
"Is there something you are hiding from me?"
Tian Chong Peak, Xuanxiao Hall, this is the place where the head of the Yunxiao Sect discusses matters. The solemn and majestic hall in the eyes of countless Yunxiao Sect disciples is currently echoing the roaring questions of Master Shuihong.
Yun Su did not go with her. After assisting the other party in completing the mission of sneak attack on the coalition forces, the demon snake declined the other party's invitation and left.
She also has her own main peak that needs to be guarded.
Yunsu is very self-aware. In a place like Xuanxiao Palace, Shuihong could break in without notice. A demon cultivator like her who was recruited from other places had different statuses, but she didn't have the same status as the other party.
Keeping one's duty is the way to behave in the world.
"Senior Sister Shui, calm down." The person who spoke was Feng Ao from the Law Enforcement Court. In addition to Shuihong and Master Hong, there were also him, Fan Hong, and Mu Risheng in the hall.
There is no attack from the coalition forces on these garrisoned peaks, and no one is digging for underground spiritual veins outside. They are all in peace for the time being. Therefore, we usually gather here at Tian Chong Peak. Firstly, we can discuss matters. Secondly, if the war is urgent, it is also convenient to rush there for rescue.
Within Yunxiao Sect, only three places, Yunxiao Peak, Tianchong Peak and Tianqin Peak, have teleportation arrays leading to all the main peaks.
"How do you want me to calm down?"
Feng Ao's persuasion had no effect, Shui Hong said angrily: "Who can tell me, Tianshui Peak has such a good opportunity today, why don't you take advantage of the victory and pursue it?"
"What was the result of the battle at Tianshui Peak?" Hong Zhengli, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up.
"A great victory. Five of the opponent's Jindan were seriously injured, and two from Zifu were captured alive. Under the big hole dug out, countless people died of frostbite, at least a hundred people." Shuihong said proudly.
"Hundred people?" Hong Zhengli frowned, without any joy on his face, and sighed: "So, is the killing too heavy?"
"You..." Shuihong was so angry that she almost flew up. She pointed at the opponent's nose and cursed: "Bah! Hong Zhengli, what are you talking about? People have been beaten to the door of their house, and you are still worried that the killing is too heavy. ?”
"You are still not the head of our Yunxiao Sect!"
Hong Zhengli didn't answer, his eyes stared blankly at the exquisite cloud patterns on the beam, and his face became more worried.
"Junior Sister Shui," said Fan Hong, who had white hair and looked a little older:
"My Yunxiao Sect belongs to the Eastern Region. I can't move away from here, and I don't have the ability to overpower the heroes. In this case, there are some things that must be handled with caution and not to offend the monks all over the world."
"This time the various countries invaded our mountain gate, it is actually a misunderstanding. This misunderstanding will be clarified in the future. By then, we will still be neighbors and people of the same way. We can see each other without looking up!"
"If more people are killed this time, once the hatred is deep, it will not be so easy to reconcile in the future!"
"As the old saying goes, it's better to make friends than to make enemies!"
"Yes, yes, what Senior Brother Fan said makes sense. Senior Sister Shui, the killing is too much, it will not end well in the future!" Feng Ao and Mu Risheng echoed.
Obviously, these people get together every day and have reached consensus on some issues.
"According to what you say, we just get beaten without fighting back?" Shuihong sneered.
"Of course not!" Feng Ao said sternly: "The other party wants to break through our mountain-protecting formation, so naturally we can't just sit back and wait for death."
"To put it bluntly, you don't dare to surrender even if you surrender, and you don't dare to fight?" Shuihong said sarcastically: "They hit us ten times, so we can only fight back once, and we have to be careful not to beat them to death. Handicapped, right?”
Several people were silent, but the expressions on their faces recognized this statement.
"Cowards! I have never seen such cowards like you!" Shui Hong said angrily:
"Does Ancestor agree to what you are doing? A few days ago, Ancestor led us to fight in Tianqin Peak. What a joyful battle it was! The coalition forces fought with fear every day since then. Stay alert, lest we have another sneak attack like that!"
"Where is my ancestor? Where did he go? Why haven't I seen him for almost a month? Hong Zhengli, answer me honestly!"
This was the third time Shuihong asked a question. Hong Zhengli could not avoid it. He lowered his head slightly and replied without looking at the other party:
"Zhenjun, he is an old man and has gone into seclusion."
"At this time...retreating? Could it be that the ancestor was injured?" Shuihong's face changed slightly.
"Junior Sister Shui is overly worried," Hong Zhengli said slowly, "The ancestor was not injured, but he had some feelings in his heart from the fierce battle some time ago, so he cannot leave the Yunxiao Sect."
"Enlightenment? Ancestor, is there a breakthrough?" Shuihong said in surprise.
If there is another breakthrough in the late stage of Yuanying in Yanxiling, it will be the peak of Yuanying, or even...
This is simply great news!
"I don't know, so I don't dare to speculate." Hong Zhengli replied.
Shuihong's tense pretty face gradually relaxed. She believes that as long as the ancestor is here, the Yunxiao Sect will be an indestructible fortress, that is, a copper pea that cannot be steamed, boiled, pounded, fried, or exploded!
"What to do with the two prisoners?" she asked finally.
"Should we imprison them first? If there are negotiations in the future, these people will be bargaining chips." Feng Ao answered on his behalf.
Shuihong nodded.
Just as she was about to say goodbye, a white light flashed and a piece of paper kite fell into Hong Zhengli's hand.
Immediately, the face of the leader of Yunxiao Sect changed drastically!
"Go to Tianshou Peak quickly, something happened over there!"
"They arrested Junior Brother Lan!"
…
Tianshou Peak
The khaki-colored fourth-order flying boat was suspended in mid-air, with flags flying majestically on board.
On the first deck, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes was lying on the ground with his hands tied behind his back and his head pressed tightly.
The man struggled and turned his head to one side, revealing a face full of beards, eyes as angry as fire, and his bun was messy with many white strands in the middle.
This man is Lan Yuanzhan, the original owner of Tianshou Peak. Logically speaking, a Jindan master like him in his prime, with strong vitality and blood, can have a full head of black hair without looking a bit old.
Unless...the true energy in the body is exhausted and cannot be replenished.
Behind him, there were more than a dozen people kneeling behind him, all of whom were descendants of the Lan family who fought with him in Hanzhou.
Because Lan Yuanxuan was on the front line of the demon battlefield, he received special permission from the sect, allowing him to stay there without returning to the sect to die. After deliberation, the Lan family selected a number of their children to rush to Hanzhou, nominally to fight the demons, but actually to avoid disaster.
But unexpectedly, someone served him a pot.
"Lan Yuanzhen, tell your disciples and disciples to quickly open the mountain protection formation, otherwise, you will be in trouble!"
On the boat, an old man with a long and narrow face and a goatee grinned and roared.
His name is Liang Jacheng, he is a prince of the Liang Kingdom in the late Jindan period, and he is also one of the masterminds of this sneak attack on Hanzhou and the capture of Lan Yuanzhan.
Following this shout, the pressure on his head relaxed slightly, and Lan Yuanzhan reluctantly raised his head and looked at the distant hall.
That was the Tianshou Hall. He had sat there countless times and convened his subordinates to discuss matters. He had also chaired the sect's elders' meeting there and decided on major and minor matters within the sect.
At this time, there were thousands of monks standing densely in the square in front of the temple. They were all monks responsible for guarding Tianshou Peak, and most of them were his old tribe or clan members.
To the right of these people, a slender woman in white stood alone. Lan Yuanzhen recognized her as the real Yun Su who was recruited by the sect to take charge of the defense of Tianshou Peak for him.
It's just that this woman is called the host, but in fact the control of the formation is not in her own hands. From her perspective, it was obvious that she had not fully gained the trust of these people during this period of time together.
This is also true. Compared with the expressions of concern, anger, panic, frustration, etc. of everyone in Tianshou Peak, this demon snake stood silently, as if the matter had little to do with him. Even though various voices pleading for her to fight rang in her ears, she remained unmoved.
A pair of snake eyes looked at a certain wing at the highest point of the flying boat from time to time.
Lan Yuanzhan's eyes swept over the many familiar faces one by one. He tugged at the corner of his mouth and squeezed out a smile. Then he slowly turned back and said hoarsely to the old man:
"The demons have been active recently. If you capture me, aren't you worried about what will happen to the crack in the demon cloud?"
"Hahaha——" The old man raised his head and laughed, his face full of ridicule:
"Moyun Crack, hehe! Your Yunxiao Sect, in the name of guarding Moyun Crack, deliberately exaggerates the threat of the demons and puts money on your own face. Do you think we don't know this?"
"In the past, everyone turned a blind eye and didn't bother to expose you. Now that your Yunxiao Sect has made a big mistake, you still want to use this name to excuse yourself. It's simply a fool's dream!"
"Bah! The demons are only as sick as ringworm and scabies at most. You, the Yunxiao Sect, are despicable and shameless. They are a serious problem in my Eastern Immortal Cultivation World! I tell you, if you don't open the mountain gate today, I will kill you one by one. Death without a burial place!”
"Don't take any chances, call them quickly and open the door!"
…
Tianshou Peak fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone looked at Lan Yuanzhen, waiting for his next decision.
What if...the ancestor wants them to surrender?
Some people showed hesitation on their faces, while others quietly clenched the magic weapon in their hands.
If that were the case, Tianshou Peak would probably fall into division immediately, and their own people would have to fight!
What if... we never compromise?
It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was only a short moment. Lan Yuanzhan's head, which had been held high, shook slightly:
"I, the Lan family, have guarded the Yunxiao Sect from generation to generation and have shared weal and woe with the sect. I want me to betray the sect. What a dream!"
The sonorous and powerful answer resounded all around, and everyone in front of Tianshou Hall suddenly let out an "ah" sound, and some people couldn't help crying.
"Ancestor——"
"grandfather--"
"Hurry up and let my ancestor go!"
"Liang Guoren, you are so shameless that you sneak attack on my ancestors, what kind of heroes are you!"
"The demons are the great enemy of our human cultivators. You even arrested my ancestors who resisted the demons. It is simply outrageous for both humans and gods!"
"You ugly people from the Liang Kingdom will die a happy death!"
"..."
The crowd was excited, and the voices quickly merged into a torrent, passing through the thin mountain-protecting formation and surging back and forth on the flying boat.
Liang Jiacheng's old face was as gloomy as water.
"Don't want to die a good death? Hehe, I want to see who doesn't want to die a good death!"
"Drag it out!" He pointed to the kneeling monk in the back row.
An old man in the Zifu realm staggered out of the crowd.
This old man has a pale face and also has a long beard under his chin, but his appearance is much more upright than Liang Jacheng. I don’t know if this was the reason why Liang Zhenren didn’t like it, so he was the first to catch him.
"Brother Yu Qing——" someone on the other side exclaimed.
"Uncle Lan——" Someone on the boat also cried. Liang Jiacheng took a cold glance and saw that she was a good-looking girl.
"Lan Yuanzhan," Liang Jiacheng pulled out a sword from his waist and walked towards Lan Yuqing step by step:
"I ask you again, do you want to open this mountain gate formation or not?"
Lan Yuanzhan raised his eyes and looked at Lan Yuqing. A trace of apology flashed across his face, and then he turned his head to the side and stopped looking at him.
"If you don't drink a toast, you'll have to drink wine as a penalty. Hehe, do you really think that this king won't kill people?" Liang Jiacheng's eyes were filled with fierceness, and he raised his sword and slashed down——
"Poof!" The head with the long beard flew high!
"Brother Yu Qing——" The voice was shocked and angry!
"Uncle Lan——" The woman's pretty face turned pale and she burst into tears!
"Dong, dong, dong..." The head fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and stopped in front of Lan Yuanzhan.
Lan Yuanzhen stared blankly at this face that was still alive a few breaths ago. For a long time, a few tears fell from the corners of his eyes.
"Lan Yuanzhen, if you refuse to agree, I will kill all your clansmen in front of you." Liang Jiacheng sneered and reached out to grab him. Another Zifu monk among the prisoners stumbled a few steps, and before him Kneel down before me.
Lan Yuanzhan's beard and hair were spread out, his fists were clenched, and he turned his head to the side in pain again.
The sword was raised again.
"stop--"
At this moment, a distant shout came from the opposite side, and several monks hurriedly rushed out of the hall.
Liang Jiacheng put down his sword and looked coldly at the head of the Yunxiao Sect and the few Jindan behind him.
"Liang Jacheng, you are also a senior Jinda, why are you so shameless and killing hostages indiscriminately?" Hong Zhengli shouted sharply.
Liang Jiacheng showed disdain and was about to answer when he saw that Hong Zhengli had already looked past him and towards the higher attic:
"Senior Liang, these are our human monks who resisted the invasion of demons on the front line of Hanzhou. Even if we, the Yunxiao Sect, are at fault, the blame does not lie with them!"
"The dangers of demons are unknown to the people below. You, the dignified senior True Lord, have extensive knowledge and knowledge, so you are not unclear, right?"
"After you capture these people from the front line, aren't you afraid that the demons will break out of the cracks in the demon cloud, drive straight in, and destroy our human home?"
"What a eloquent mouth," a clear female voice sounded. Liang Suying slowly walked out of a wing on the third floor, looking down at the Yunxiao Sect in the distance with a frosty face:
"The crack in Moyun is so big. How many demons can escape? Your Yunxiao Sect has always been exaggerating. You really think everyone in the world is a fool!"
Her eyes swept over the captives below, her silver teeth clenched, her hatred hard to go away:
"As long as they are the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect, no matter how far they escape, I will capture them one by one and take account of your guilt for killing my disciple and robbing his property!"
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