In the dead of night, the two flew to the vicinity of Qingshui Temple. Zhang Wenfeng declined Guanzhu Chen's invitation on the grounds that it was too late, saying: "You can rest assured, no matter whether things succeed or not, I will give you a satisfactory explanation."
He could understand the hard work and risks Guanzhu Chen went through in detecting monsters. If he were not careful, the monster mouth would be killed.
The opportunity was hard to come by, so he once again made his words clear in order to make Guanzhu Chen feel at ease.
Friendship is friendship, business is business, and you can't let your friends suffer.
Chen Qingqiao said with a smile: "It's not worth mentioning the small contribution. Let's talk about it after the matter is settled."
It was also for Zhang Guanzhu's sake and belief in Zhang Guanzhu's character that he came to deliver such important news. If it were another sect, he wouldn't dare. It would be better to report the news to the Zhoucheng Daolu Branch and make some money.
"I won't get involved in the rest of the matter. I've been to Shannan County too many times and it's easy to attract attention."
Chen Qingqiao twice heard the Earth Protector talking to Guanzhu Zhang about a "she" who should be a water element master. It was not convenient for him to know about it, so he took the initiative to tell her off. Moreover, he had other plans, saying: "I am going to bring four disciples of the Jianwei Realm. , go to Dingxi City to practice for some time, maybe with good luck, I can find an opportunity to break through."
"I have a few friends in Dingxicheng. I say hello to them and can take care of them. A few days ago, I sent five disciples to Dingxicheng and asked Lu Zijin to serve as a guard. You can contact them .”
"Okay, I'm just worried that I don't have any acquaintances."
The two stood in the air and chatted for a while, then said goodbye and went back to their respective places.
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As the sky brightened, Wei Jingjie and his party set out from the North City Gate and walked toward the rolling hills in the northwest outside the city.
After nearly twenty days of familiarization exercises, they have mastered several offensive and defensive formations on the battlefield, and have a good understanding of the terrain of the two hundred miles nearby. Shi Nanguan and the others have also learned a lot of practical experience and skills from outside.
For example, when going out on patrol, smearing your face with yellow and green dye until it is unrecognizable, etc.
The five people arranged a simple and practical sharp shuttle battle formation. Shi Nanguan was walking in front, Wei Jingjie was walking in the middle carrying a black bag, and behind Tie Jinlin Hall were two women, one on the left and one on the right. Lu Zijin shrunk his body to It was the size of an ordinary donkey and had to be hung at the back of the team.
After walking for about twenty miles, they had reached the inspection area of the Wu Clan on the opposite side, and the queue turned to the north path.
The cool morning air was filled with lingering blood.
Almost every inch of this fifty-mile-wide buffer area was stained with blood.
The patrol mission they were given was to circle along the border buffer zone and encounter witch cultivators who crossed the border, or to secretly go to the opposite side and kill the cultivators who did not have tokens.
There are formation traps arranged in many places in this buffer area. They have to avoid some dangerous areas, and they cannot fly more than ten feet into the air.
Shang Qingyun's left hand held a jade pendant formation device that she received on a mission. After she advanced to the Jianwei Realm, Taoist Master Yue trained her in the direction of formations based on her preferences and talents. She has dabbled in simple five-element formations.
Every time she walked, she would tell her how to walk through the Shinan Pass in front of her based on the feelings the array device gave her, and at the same time, she would record the distance she had traveled.
The first time they went on a mission, the five of them concentrated without any unnecessary chatting. They encountered several inspection teams along the way. Compared with their strictness, the old oilmen who were used to patrolling were loose and out of formation.
They glanced at the token on each other's waist, kept a distance from each other, and went their separate ways.
Everyone ignored the unscrupulous glances at the figures of the two female monks and the low-spirited remarks made by some guys. It was almost impossible to expect those guys who were licking blood from their knife heads to be serious.
After walking zigzag for more than half an hour, we were already fifty or sixty miles away from the border town.
A neat team of monks came towards them from the sparse forest. They were four men and one woman, all wearing black attire and with yellow-green dye on their faces. They were similar to them. They should be newcomers who came to experience.
A long way apart, each other used spiritual eyes to check the waist tag hanging on each other's waist.
As he got closer and closer, Shi Nanguan took the initiative to move away according to the sound transmission reminder from Shang Qingyun behind him. The long-faced man walking in front of him smiled and said hello: "We are Qingzhou Xiaoyue Temple monks, are you new here too? "
Shi Nanguan smiled and nodded: "Qingzhou is not close to here."
The long-faced man asked: "Which Taoist monks are you from? When we return to the city, we can walk around and make friends. In a border town, it's hard to deal with those veterans..."
Seeing that the two sides were about to cross each other, about five or six feet away, the long-faced man was very talkative and kept talking.
Wei Jingjie reached behind and grabbed his hand, then screwed on the big gun with a "click" sound. He stepped past Shang Qingyun on the right. The gun came out like a frightening dragon and decisively killed the astonished long-faced man. The formation of several people changed with the movement of the captain. A sharp-edged battle formation.
Shi Nanguan threw away his left hand, and a stack of talismans hit the five people who retreated in surprise, covering the captain's attack.
In the blink of an eye, the two teams that were chatting and laughing just now rushed and collided in a narrow place.
The explosion of talismans, the roar of spells, the roar of swords and spears, all intertwined fiercely.
The battle is at its peak right at the beginning.
Blood splattered and screams were screamed.
Wei Jingjie made a sneak attack with a shot and stabbed the long-faced man who drew his sword to resist the retreat on the spot. He was brave and fearless of the thunder beads and talismans coming from the opposite side. His body flashed with brilliance. He broke into the thunder and fire and rushed in with his footsteps like wind. The second shot pierced with a snowy thunderbolt. He twisted his wrist slightly, and heard a sharp sound of weapons rubbing together, "Pfft", piercing a man's neck.
The protection on the man's body was unable to withstand the focused incomparable spear light.
At this point, the opponent's hidden witchcraft power was exposed.
Shi Nanguan and Tie Jinlin followed closely on both sides, swinging their swords to block the two men on the other side who took the opportunity to kill them.
The two women attack and kill with swords, working together seamlessly.
This isn't the first time I've seen blood, and even those with weak willpower can't overcome the barrier of breaking through.
Wei Jingjie took the lead and charged through the enemy formation, ignoring the sorcerer nun who was flying back with a pale face. He rushed forward and suddenly paused. He drew an arc upwards with the spear in his hand and stabbed backwards. His return carbine was as fast as lightning. The gun was sharp and it stabbed a man who was restrained and trying to escape in a panic.
The remaining man who was besieged tried his best to resist several attacks and died under the sword.
The woman who had escaped forty or fifty feet suddenly dropped her head, and her body rushed forward three or two feet before falling to the ground.
An intrigue and deceitful battle came to an end in a short time.
Wei Jingjie nodded towards Mr. Lv who was watching the excitement and finally used his sword energy to deal with the escaped woman. Fortunately, when the two sides were close to more than ten feet, Mr. Lv sent a message to tell him that they were a group of shaman cultivators in disguise. After smelling the other party's scent, he used a trick to create this drama.
Otherwise, if we rush to the challenge, it’s still unclear who will win?
Even if they can win, it will be a disastrous victory with heavy losses.
This group of witch cultivators was so cunning. They used the recently seized monks' badges to leave the city and pretended to be newcomers to defraud them.
Those old people who left the city did not allow unknown teams to appear within ten feet. They had bloody experience.
"Clean up the battlefield, quickly!"
Wei Jingjie gave an order, and the four of them took out oilcloth bags and quickly packed up the four corpses and fallen weapons. Shi Nanguan and Shang Qingyun ran towards the woman's body that was cut into two parts, packed it up, and ran back.
"Let's go back to the city!"
Wei Jingjie knew that he could not stay here for a long time. The battle just now was very loud. All the monks within ten miles nearby heard it. Maybe the five people on the other side were there to help?
A group of monks rushed from the northeast. When they saw several people carrying oilskin bags, their bodies were stained with blood and full of murderous intent, they quickly showed their aura to identify themselves. The leader, a burly man with a messy face, shouted: " Those of you who have made great contributions will go first, I will wait for you from behind to cover you, please!"
"Thanks!"
Five people and one donkey quickly retreated to the southeast.
Patrolling outside the city is also an experience. Whoever wins the battle will be given priority to return to the city. While keeping the spoils, it is also a tribute to the strong.
Not long after, another group of monks arrived and joined the escort.
Until this moment, the five people had different impressions of Youzi, a veteran monk who was usually careless and careless at critical moments.
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