People who practice witchcraft and ghosts do have many tricks up their sleeves.
When the heavy fog dissipates, thousands of green mountains emerge from the world.
The wizards from the three cities of Southern Chu crossed the Tao Sea from the edge of Zebian and set foot on the green mountains. This long-lost land, not to mention Huai'an, even the people of Huangliang no longer knew the route.
I only know that many years ago, they were called Wushan.
The Wushan Goddess of Wushan.
So mountains came to the world.
And when the mountains come, they go to the mountains.
Shan Lai once visited Nanyi City, and naturally it was not just to help Young Master Wu Bei visit Hua Wu Xi.
When crossing the swamp, he left countless landing spots in this 800-mile swamp.
At this time, they, the big and small witches from Southern Chu who also practiced ghost arts, shuttled through the green mountains of Daze and began to search for the locations of those landing points.
Young Master Wubei stood at the edge of the lake and watched the Nanchu witches leaving faint traces of their witchcraft and disappearing into the yellow land.
Behind him were a group of wizards from the Northern Witch Path. They were not many in number. Compared to the Southern Wizards who had been handed down from Southern Chu for thousands of years, they were pitifully small, with only nearly a thousand people.
This is the savings of the entire Northern Wizardry.
They would be the first people to cross the Great Swamp, even earlier than the 800,000 troops transferred from the south.
Gongzi Wubei's original thoughts were actually far different from what he thinks now.
As a great wizard in the world, he would naturally not have such a radical idea - to use war to change the status quo of Northern Wizard Road.
The original idea was to make good friends with the northern practice community, and then slowly move the location of the Northern Wizardry to the north, stay around Nanyi City, and then slowly develop.
It was just the sudden wind blowing from the big swamp that changed the direction of all the stories.
He was forced to join forces with the Southern Witches from the south to prepare for this war across the great swamp.
Young Master Wubei stood on the edge of the river, silently thinking about the short three months.
Shu He, who was walking in the cold night wind with his sleeves rolled up, passed through the Northern Shamans who were getting ready and stopped beside Young Master Wubei. He looked with admiration at the green mountains in the vast swamp that had returned to the human world. .
"It is indeed a grand scene on earth, what do you think?"
Young Master Wubei turned his head and glanced at the spirit wizard from Jiangluo of Southern Chu, and said calmly: "There is no such scenery over there in Jiangluo?"
"This is something different." Shuhe said slowly, "Jiang Luo's green hills are dead. When people walk in them, they always feel that something is missing. I felt the same way when I was young, but we can't say Find out what is missing."
Shuhe looked deeply at the vast swamp of fallen stars.
"It wasn't until the gust of wind crossed the entire yellow beam and blew to the south that we remembered that we lacked faith."
"The way of witches and ghosts has existed in the world for two thousand years, but it has never been able to get rid of a weak reputation. This is because we still embrace the sincerity of the gods of etiquette, but there has never been a response from the gods and the underworld."
Young Master Wubei just looked at Shuhe calmly: "So when you showed your sincerity before, why were you all trying to shirk it, but instead asked me, a person from the Northern Witch Path, to offer sacrifices to the goddess?"
Shuhe said softly: "Because we are benevolent."
Young Master Wubei smiled softly.
But there was no rebuttal.
Charity is never a broad term.
Its meaning is narrow and its boundaries are sharp.
Therefore, Taoist practitioners in the north have always pursued saints without mercy.
"I am full of blood, and those bloods still contain the wails and cries of your benevolent people. If you are truly benevolent, you should feel guilty and sad when you smell the breath on my body." Young Master Wubei was calm. walked forward.
"But you didn't. People who put compassion and piety on their lips often have shaken hearts. Am I right?"
Shu He didn't speak, but calmly watched the Northern Wizard Dao people step onto those green mountains.
There, there was the first escape formation arranged by the witches of Nanchu.
It is an extremely large witch mark, enough to accommodate thousands of people.
It is smeared with the blood of sincerity to the goddess.
Young Master Wubei stopped under the green mountain, standing outside the witch marks. The people from the Northern Witch Way stood behind him and waited quietly.
The blood of men is the medium of the spirit.
The Yue Xing Formation is naturally an enlarged version of the Yue Xing Witch Mark smeared with blood.
The establishment of this group has nothing to do with the Huangliang Witches and Ghosts.
It comes from the north of Huai'an and was created by people from the long-abandoned Ghost Suppression Division in Huai'an.
As a victim of this transgression, Huang Liang naturally inherited it again.
I just don’t know if the northern part of the world still remembers this formation technique.
Young Master Wubei looked down at the huge formation in front of him. In this 800-mile swamp, there would be many such formations, all the way to the other side of the swamp.
This is the most critical point of this war.
Once there is a wrong direction, the group of people who are the pioneers will not know where to fall.
It is also in the Youhuang Mountains, maybe at the bottom of Daze.
Just like the shortcomings of Yue Xing Shu.
Although it can suddenly appear somewhere in the world.
But once there is no landing point, it will be randomly directed to any place in the world within the scope of the transcendence technique.
Young Master Wubei is just waiting.
Waiting for the return of those Nanchu witches.
The wait won't be long.
I don’t know how long it took, but the large formation in front of me suddenly became brighter. In the vast swamp where the water of the Styx was gathered, countless powers of the Styx were pulled over and merged into the formation. Nearly a hundred pale Nan Wizard Chu's figure emerged from the formation.
Young Master Wubei frowned and looked at those people. Naturally, there were more than a hundred people who had stepped into the green mountains to find their destination.
But nearly a thousand people.
"How many landing points are there?"
Young Master Wubei looked at the leader Shan Lai and asked.
The pale-faced Nanchu Wushanlai walked out of the formation, sat down on the side, absorbed the power of the Styx River in the big swamp, restored his vitality, and said slowly: "Four hundred and thirty-one."
Young Master Wubei looked at the group of Nanchu wizards who were also sitting at the foot of the mountain, and then said calmly: "It seems that it exceeds your budget."
Shan Lai was silent for a while and said, "Yes."
Therefore, many Nanchu witches remained in those witch marks and became one with them.
Young Master Wubei didn't say anything.
If you want to cross the swamp quickly, you will naturally have to pay a heavy price.
The people from Northern Wizardry behind them began to move towards the formation.
Young Master Wubei finally stepped into the formation, and then the power of witches and ghosts surged around him, pulling the power of the Styx in the river into the formation.
Thousands of witch marks flickered, and then there was no sound in the green mountains.
...
Zhang Xiaoyu doesn't have many senior brothers.
Therefore, after the dozens of sword lights that shuttled through the night fell on the city, they became low-key.
Like water dripping into water.
The combination of dozens of brothers seems inconspicuous among the 80,000 Lingnan sword cultivators.
Among the many sword sects in the world, only Liuyun Sword Sect has nearly ten thousand disciples.
But Liuyun Sword Sect is not as good as Human Sword Sect.
There is only one Zhang Xiaoyu in the contemporary world, but there were naturally many in the past.
For example, Chen Huaifeng.
Anyone who can be Zhang Xiaoyu's senior brother will naturally be no worse than Zhang Xiaoyu.
Just like Beitai lamented at the beginning, he admired the Human Sword Sect, but the Human Sword Sect looked down on him.
Only those who meet each other happily can become a disciple of the Sword Sect.
It was probably also influenced by Mojianya. The peak generation of Mojianya only had eleven disciples.
The senior brothers are not much older than Zhang Xiaoyu, and many older people have already embraced Chen Huaifeng's idea of buying a house, marrying a wife and having children in the human world.
When Zhang Xiaoyu was cursing his mother at the top of the city, his senior brothers appeared behind him with swords on their backs and smiles on their backs.
Compared with Zhang Xiaoyu, who is dressed in white but smells sweet, the senior brothers who are wearing different clothes but smiling are obviously more likable.
The senior brothers who had been missing from the world for many years did not forget to bring their own swords with them.
For example, the senior brother Mei Quming who was crossing the river was wearing a bamboo hat and holding a long bamboo pole. If Shushu saw it, he would be extremely envious, because the bamboo pole was straight and shiny, with a very charming yellow color. It's mottled brown, so it's definitely more effective when used to punt a boat.
Of course, most senior brothers are quite lazy, just like Zhang Xiaoyu, who likes to play cards, and even accidentally dropped a south wind from his sleeve, not knowing what it was used for.
Zhang Xiaoyu was a little convinced when he saw them looking like this, and said, "You can still laugh."
Faced with such a situation, the senior brothers certainly couldn't laugh, but it was rare to see Zhang Xiaoyu looking so angry, so naturally they felt a little happy about it.
Mei Quming patted Zhang Xiaoyu's shoulder and said with a smile: "Things are already like this. Naturally, we can only look at it with a smile, otherwise we will look like weeping and mourning. It will be so embarrassing."
Of course Zhang Xiaoyu didn't have a mournful face, but he was obviously very troubled. He got angry when he saw the smiling faces of his senior brothers. He sat on the top of the city and said in a depressed voice: "If you have been watching these things, , I want to see if you can still laugh."
Another senior brother, who was older than Chen Huaifeng, was called Nan Dequ. Like Zhang Xiaoyu, he stayed up all night playing cards and stayed up all night. He gloated: "It is precisely because we played cards comfortably, so That’s how I laughed. By the way, did you play cards today, Zhang Xiaoyu?”
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said, "I was planning to go there earlier."
The senior fellow apprentices and the group chatted and joked for a while at the top of the city, and then got down to business.
"Where's Senior Brother Huai Feng?"
"He went to the tomb mountain to guard the monument of mutual return."
"That's true."
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at his senior brothers and asked curiously: "Master, have you really never told you what the Nanyi City Formation is?"
The senior brothers shook their heads in confusion.
Zhang Xiaoyu turned back, looked at the vast swamp, and said helplessly: "Okay, I might as well expect Hu Lu to suddenly enter the avenue."
"Why don't you join the avenue?" Mei Quming looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said with a smile.
"If I can get in, will I sigh here?" Zhang Xiaoyu shrugged and directly spread his hands.
"By the way, what is on the other side of Daze?" The senior brothers looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked. They usually didn't care about worldly affairs, so they were naturally confused at this time.
Zhang Xiaoyu was silent for a while and said: "It may be that most of Huangliang's wizards and ghosts are Taoists. Senior Brother Huaifeng knows more, but this old boy has been avoiding talking about it."
The senior brothers also looked serious.
The Human Sword Sect has naturally been an extremely powerful existence for nearly a thousand years.
But it doesn't mean that they can really compete with those on the other side of Daze alone.
"Then so be it."
The senior brothers hurriedly ended this somewhat heavy topic.
"Let's go to Daze and have a look."
Zhang Xiaoyu nodded, and then watched the senior brothers heading towards Qingshan.
Zhang Xiaoyu naturally couldn't leave Nanyi City.
He is the person of the Sword Sect in the world who is now visible in the world. Just like the sword of Congren, he must be visible to the world so that he can feel at ease.
So when people came and went in and out of Nanyi City, Zhang Xiaoyu always sat at the top of the city, wearing white clothes that stood out in the night.
But for Nanyi City, what is needed is naturally more than the appearance of senior brothers.
It is the most basic defensive force.
If the three hundred thousand Qingjia had not been taken away by Beitai, Nanyi City's defense would naturally not be so stretched.
Although the world is weak, the power of the torrent of war is huge.
Three hundred thousand green armor, even if Zhang Xiaoyu stretches his neck to kill one by one, he will still be exhausted here.
Of course Zhang Xiaoyu can kill ten hundred at a time.
However, the Daoyuan in the Divine Sea is not infinite, and the strength of the sword will also be reduced.
Unless you really reach the level of people like Cong Ren.
Otherwise, the impact of hundreds of thousands of human armies on any spiritual sect would be extremely devastating.
Otherwise, the Human Sword Sect would not have allowed the northern army to cross Fengqiling in the past thousand years.
Fengqiling is naturally the best barrier and buffer for Huai'an from south to north.
Zhang Xiaoyu thought in silence for a long time, then turned back to look north.
Simon's letter should have been sent to the north today, but no, it was already yesterday, and there was a faint light in the sky.
There should be 200,000 earthly troops in the camp outside Shanyue City to the north of Fengqiling.
I just don’t know if those troops can reach Nanyi City in time before Huang Liang’s big move.
Of course, if they are unable to come, Nanyi City will naturally have other means.
For example, Chen Huaifeng is under the monument.
Or maybe there is a great way to cultivate it.
Zhang Xiaoyu was a little distressed when he thought of this.
Why is it that at this time, neither Master nor Qing Xiang is here?
You won't be playing secretly somewhere.
If the Prime Minister knew Zhang Xiaoyu's thoughts, he would have to give him a hard time.
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, who had been sitting at the top of the city with a sad face. He thought for a while, took out another bun from his arms, walked over and handed it to him.
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the steamed buns stretched out in front of him and was stunned for a moment, then he didn't show any politeness and took it and ate it with big mouthfuls.
"By the way, where did you hide so many buns?"
Zhang Xiaoyu was very confused.
Lu Xiaoxiao thought for a while, unbuttoned his clothes, and took out a big cloth bag from his arms, which was full of steamed buns.
This made Zhang Xiaoyu look at him with admiration.
The Lingnan sword cultivator is not that stupid. At least he knows that he has to bring military rations when fighting.
"Senior brother."
Lu Xiaoxiao looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, but hesitated for a long time before speaking.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Lu Xiaoxiao in confusion. If it weren't for the fact that she didn't look like someone who had been hanging out in Nanyi City all year round, Zhang Xiaoyu would have almost thought that she was here to press for repayment.
Although, Zhang Xiaoyu still slowed down in eating the buns, just in case.
Lu Xiaoxiao said softly: "Senior brother, do you think Nanyi City will win this time?"
Zhang Xiaoyu ate the buns with confidence, looked towards Daze, and said slowly: "There is no reason for Nanyi City to lose."
"But I think what you said is quite heavy."
Zhang Xiaoyu smiled, looked at the Lingnan sword cultivators who also looked over, and said: "Because we really don't know what is on the other side of Daze, but the sense of crisis does not mean that we will lose, unless they Huangliang I really don’t want my life, and I plan to completely fall out with Huaian, but when that happens, it won’t be Nanyi City’s business, but the world’s business.”
Lu Xiaoxiao said oh, and then he felt a little more at ease. He carried his buns and returned to the city wall.
Zhang Xiaoyu turned back and chewed the bun in silence.
Sometimes it is indeed necessary to tell lies.
At least it's more hopeful when someone gets stabbed?
Zhang Xiaoyu thought mockingly.
The senior brothers on the other side have already arrived at Daze.
The heavenly wardens had silently retreated to the edge of the Taro Sea. The scene after the heavy fog dissipated was so frightening that they naturally retreated a bit, but they still had no intention of leaving.
At this time, I saw that dozens of senior brothers from the Human Sword Sect who had not wandered out for a long time also came to the edge of the lake, which gave me some confidence.
The nearby Heavenly Warden stepped forward and bowed, and then informed these Sword Sect disciples of what had happened previously.
Mei Quming looked at the vast land in Daze with a solemn expression, but he was no longer as relaxed as he was when he was joking with Zhang Xiaoyu.
"If Huang Liang really wants to cross Daze, how long will it take?"
"Eight hundred miles across the great swamp, unless you are traveling by sword light in the Cliff Master Realm, it will take about two days no matter how fast you go."
"They have the ability to escape."
"The traveling technique is not suitable for traveling long distances. It requires traveling from one landing point to another."
"Furthermore, it is impossible to use the leaping technique to march on a large scale. There will not be too many people who can use the leaping technique to rush over, so we can naturally handle it."
"There is a waterway in this green mountain. Maybe we can come here by water."
"That will take a long time."
The senior brothers held their swords by the river and kept discussing.
However, after thinking about it for a long time, I still don’t know how the people from the other side of Daze will come.
Mei Quming took the bamboo pennant he used to use to push the boat away from the taro sea, walked towards the big swamp, and said slowly: "I'll go take a look."
"This should be Wushan, the birthplace of the Wuguishen Sect. Who knows what's inside." Nan Dequ said with a frown while looking at the green mountains and land by the taro sea.
"The birthplace of Liuyun Sword Sect has a longer history. In the final analysis, it is just a settlement of some killers." Another senior brother named Qu Shaming was somewhat unconcerned.
"So Liuyun Sword Sect has thousands of years of history and cannot be considered one of the four major cultivation places."
"...."
"Okay, okay, if you keep talking, people from Liuyun Sword Sect are going to curse." Mei Quming turned around and looked at the brothers in the taro sea, and said with a smile, "I won't go too deep."
Nan Dequ nodded, thought again, and followed.
"I'll go with you."
"also."
The two crossed the taro sea and headed towards Daze Qingshan in the sword wind.
