A few more days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already March 20th.
Huo Du and Dalba led hundreds of masters to gather in Puguang Temple at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, suddenly making this usually quiet and quiet place a bustle.
Quanzhen Sect even sent disciples to patrol day and night to prevent the enemy from attacking the mountain. The atmosphere of impending war became increasingly intense, and Chongyang Palace seemed to be shrouded in a shadow.
All the disciples practiced swords day and night, fought step by step, and were familiar with the operation of the Beidou Tiangang Sword Formation. The shouts soared into the sky, which made people's hearts tremble when they heard them from a distance.
Even with Wang Ye's lazy temperament, his face has become more solemn these days, and he has begun to practice swordsmanship diligently.
Lu Nianchou had to sigh with emotion. Born from sorrow and dying from happiness, the reputation of Quanzhen Sect has become more and more popular in recent years. The disciples in the sect are all high-minded, claiming to be a famous sect, and there is absolutely no trace of a monk. Indifferent and self-effacing.
On the contrary, the current war that is about to break out has made all the disciples in the sect feel a little more like the same enemy. They practice martial arts harder and harder, which can be regarded as an unexpected gain.
Lu Nianchou originally thought that days like this would last until Huo Du sent people to attack the mountain, but on this day, a short and fat Taoist priest suddenly came to visit.
"Disciple Lu Qingdu asks to see Master Li Zhihua and Uncle Li."
When he heard someone shouting outside the door, Lu Nianchou, who was practicing his sword, took the initiative to open the door.
When the door opened, I saw a short, fat Taoist with a shiny face.
His figure was so bloated that it seemed to burst the Taoist robe, especially his pair of round and small eyes that kept moving, giving people a sense of wretchedness.
Lu Nianchou opened the door, saluted and asked, "What does this senior brother do for you?"
"I am Lu Ying, a disciple of Master Li. Master, he has been practicing in seclusion for the past few days. It is a critical moment and it is inconvenient to go out to meet guests."
"Senior brother, if you have something important, I can convey it on your behalf."
When Lu Qingdu heard this, he rolled his eyes, straightened out his stomach immediately, hummed, assumed the posture of a senior brother, and said slowly: "My master is Zhao Zhijing, the third generation chief and the most powerful martial artist."
"Master, he was entrusted by the master to lead the disciples in the sect to practice the Beidou Formation day and night, in order to protect the mountain gate when the evil spirits attack the mountain, and to let the evil heretics know how powerful our Quanzhen Sect is."
When he said these words, his face was filled with arrogance and arrogance. He did not take Huo Du, Dalba and the others down the mountain seriously at all. Instead, he felt proud and complacent of his master's status and martial arts.
Especially when he talked about Zhao Zhijing presiding over the practice of the Beidou Formation, he was full of pride, and said to Lu Nianchou in a somewhat condescending manner: "Now the demon sect is about to attack the mountain, but Master Li Zhihua has not yet been seen participating in the practice of the formation. , Master sent me to inquire."
Lu Nianchou already knew the identity of this person. Zhao Zhijing's disciple, Yang Guo's future senior brother, had taken over the grudge against Yang Guo when he went up the mountain, and later had Lu Qingdu, who was often humiliated during the competition.
He has no grudge against this person, but he really doesn't like this person's aloof and self-righteous attitude, but he doesn't want to cause more trouble at this time.
Immediately he said politely: "Senior brother, I'm sorry, my master is in retreat, I'm afraid it will be difficult to participate in the sword formation joint training."
"I will definitely inform you of this matter as soon as Master comes out of seclusion."
Lu Qingdu heard the words, but refused to give up. He claimed to be the chief disciple of the third generation, and would also be the head of the Chongyang Palace in the future. Seeing Li Zhihua in seclusion, with only this young boy here, how could he be willing to be treated with just a few words? Sent away.
"If I leave in such a dejected manner, Master will definitely scold me as useless."
"If word spreads, others will think that our master and disciple are afraid of them. We didn't even enter the door and were dismissed by others with a few words."
"If word spreads, others will think that our master and disciple are afraid of them. We didn't even enter the door and were dismissed by others with a few words."
When he thought of this, his face suddenly darkened, and he said in a slightly scolding tone: "Junior brother, now the entire mountain sect, including several masters, all the uncles and uncles, as well as our fourth generation disciples, are all practicing sword formation. , in order to protect the master’s gate.”
"But you masters and disciples don't leave the house and are hiding in the backyard of Chongyang Palace. If word spreads, wouldn't it make other disciples feel unfair?"
"Of course I believe that Uncle Li is in seclusion, but what I don't know is that he is greedy for life and afraid of death, which is why he dare not participate in sword formation training."
When Lu Nianchou heard this, his expression did not change at all, but his eyes narrowed slightly, with a cold light bursting out, and he said, "What do you want, senior brother?"
At this time, Lu Qingdu looked righteous and solemn and said: "This is also simple. Since Uncle Li Zhihua is in seclusion, all he needs to do is send a disciple from the uncle's sect to train together to make up for his vacancy. Naturally, No one will talk anymore."
Lu Nianchou didn't want to waste words with this person, and since he already intended to contribute in this battle, he agreed immediately.
Seeing how happily he agreed, Lu Qingdu couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The atmosphere on the mountain was tense now. Many disciples shouted to slay demons and protect the Tao on the surface, but privately they were very nervous and scared.
There are even many people who have never experienced real fighting. Although they have some martial arts skills, they have never seen blood. As the evil heretics gathered at the foot of the mountain, many people were in panic all day long and could not even sleep peacefully.
The half-year-old boy in front of him, who had just started training, did not have any advanced martial arts skills. When he heard that he was going to participate in a large-scale training to resist the evil monsters at the foot of the mountain, his face showed no fear at all, and he was still calm and calm.
Lu Qingdu thought that he sometimes had nightmares in private and was frightened to wake up. For some reason, he felt a little displeased with the young man in front of him, and felt that this person must be putting on airs.
"He's just a little kid who doesn't know the world. When you see how powerful those monsters are, I'll see if you'll be so scared that you wet your pants."
He cursed a few times in his heart and said with a hint of meaning: "I heard that Uncle Li Zhihua has done a lot of business in recent years. Anyone who can become a disciple of Uncle Li must be rich or noble."
"Junior brother Lu is young and doesn't know the dangers of the world."
"Now that a war is coming in our sect, and goods are in short supply, if Junior Brother is willing to offer something, I can reluctantly ask Master to be more generous and find someone else to take Senior Uncle Li's place."
"I wonder what junior brother thinks?"
Lu Nianchou looked at the greedy and philistine look on this man's face and couldn't help but feel the slightest favorable impression. He immediately said expressionlessly: "Junior brother, I don't have much, so I'm afraid I will live up to my senior brother's expectations."
"Since it is the master's vacancy, and the master has something to do, and the disciples have to do their job, it should be us, the disciples, who should take the lead."
"What's more, if there is a difficulty in the sect, it is our duty to do so. Early tomorrow morning, I will go to the martial arts field to practice the Beidou Formation together with all my uncles and fellow apprentices."
Lu Qingdu saw that he was ungrateful and looked a little unhappy. He snorted and said, "Junior brother, you should go earlier. The Demon Cult demons are fierce. If something goes wrong during the joint training, your own life and death will be a trivial matter." , if you miss the lives of other people, then it will be difficult to atone for your sin by a hundred deaths."
"Just take care of yourself!"
After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked away without looking back.
A chill flashed across Lu Nianchou's eyes, and his right hand holding the sword tightened slightly, "Things who don't know whether to live or die... I will teach you a lesson when I have the opportunity in the future."
He suppressed the evil thoughts in his heart, closed the door, and continued to practice swordsmanship in preparation for the next large-scale formation training and battle.
(End of chapter)
