Leaving Lan Xi Island, the group of people split into two groups halfway along the way. Yin Xueze and several elders went to Taichu Temple to command the camp, while Zhao Jinxu and several other elders returned to the mountain gate.
In the command camp, Yu Xian and others were struggling. The arrival of Yin Xueze and others was like injecting a tube of fresh air into the suffocating space, which relieved everyone's pressure a little.
Yu Xian gave Yin Xueze the pre-prepared list of team members, combat missions, material retrieval and other related information. Yin Xueze read the information and asked, "Where did she go?"
"She" refers to Lan Chucui.
According to the plan information, the first stop he will lead the team to is the key point originally guarded by Lan Chucui.
Yu Xian rubbed his eyebrows and said, "We are going to support Junior Sister Mao. The battalion led by Junior Sister Mao was attacked by a high-level monster, and more than half of the personnel were killed or injured. In order to avoid greater losses, we urgently mobilized Junior Sister Lan to put out the fire. She took A group of people left, and a group of people were left to continue stationed at the same place. When you arrive, you have to recruit the people she left behind."
Yin Xueze nodded slightly, and Yu Xian changed his mind and asked, "Is Junior Brother Zhao okay? What did the Zhao family say?"
Yin Xueze was silent and said, "He is not the head of the family."
Yu Xian was stunned, "He volunteered?"
Yin Xueze: "Voluntarily."
Yu Xian seemed to have a lot of doubts, but the current situation did not allow her to ponder these issues that had nothing to do with the war. She could only ignore them and seize the time to explain the background information to Yin Xueze and others.
The demon clan is attacking the three major factions fiercely. The three major factions must not only contend with the demon clan, but also protect mortals.
In terms of the battle situation, the beast kings of the demon clan somehow showed greater strength than what the human race had previously known, forcing the three major sects to use all their masters except the leader, and even made the three major sects take the initiative to attack other sects for the first time. forces seek cooperation.
On the other hand, the transfer, care and settlement of mortals took up a considerable part of the manpower and material resources of the three major factions. How to properly deal with the extremely large number of mortals who are individually fragile is currently one of the most difficult problems for policymakers such as Yu Xian.
When talking about this topic, an elder beside Yu Xian couldn't help but sigh. He is the main person in charge of mortal management affairs, and his whole person is as exhausted as if his energy has been drained out.
Inadvertently, an idea was touched, and Yin Xueze whispered: "If they have basic cultivation..."
——If all mortals have cultivation, even the most elementary and superficial cultivation, things will become much easier.
He wanted to express this kind of meaning, but he couldn't finish the words.
Because there were several eyes with deep meaning locked on him.
Those strange looks came from several elders present. Some of them are so concealed that no one can guess what they are thinking, while others clearly express warnings and dissatisfaction.
Yu Xian remained calm, and Yuan Yao on the side silently took in everyone's expressions in his eyes.
Yin Xueze figured out the reason in an instant.
Even so, he still turned cold and snorted back to the elders who warned him.
Before the atmosphere became tense, Yu Xian had already moved on from the topic without leaving a trace, as if nothing had happened just now.
After everything was explained, everyone set off. When Yin Xueze was about to leave, Yuan Yao suddenly said:
"Junior brother Yin."
Yin Xueze paused and looked towards him.
Yuan Yao: "Your idea is not wrong."
"..."
Yin Xueze's eyes turned to Yu Xian, who was busy with the matter at hand as if he hadn't heard.
He looked back at Yuan Yao and left without saying anything.
…
"Senior Sister Lan, the casualties in each region have been calculated, as well as the distribution diagram of the remaining monsters. They are all here."
A disciple presented some jade slips.
Lan Chucui stepped on the huge head of the monster's corpse, her whole body's spiritual power surged, and her breath had not yet calmed down.
She took the jade slip from the other party's hand, scanned it with her consciousness, and found a suspicious point.
"Is there a team that doesn't have the right number of people?"
The other party replied: "Yes, that team belonged to Senior Sister Mao's subordinate Liang You. They encountered the demonic beast Ghost Winged Falcon. Liang You and the five teams he led were killed on the spot, but the bodies of two people have not yet been found."
Lan Chucui: "Where's that ghost-winged falcon?"
"The investigation team has sent people to track it, and currently..."
Suddenly another person hurried over to interrupt the conversation: "I found it! Two of Liang You's men are still alive. Ghost Wing Falcon chased them to Helianzhou and was killed by local forces."
Lan Chucui: "Helianzhou? The monastic forces there are..."
"There is a cultivation family named Qin. The current head of the family is a monk who transforms into gods. The Qin family has helped Venerable Lan Li of our sect before and has some interactions with our sect. Those two people should still be in the Qin family at the moment. Senior Sister Lan, are we Do you need to report it to the sect and ask the sect to come forward to negotiate with the Qin family?"
Lan Chucui pondered for a moment, took out the map to check the distance between this place and Helianzhou, and repeatedly reviewed the remaining monster icons, and then made a plan.
"I will go to the Qin family to pick up people, and you will report the matter. If everything goes well, I can come back in half a day. During this period, you must guard this place. If you encounter a strong enemy, use the military formation I taught you to defend it. If you are not defeated again, , retreat south and join Senior Sister Mao’s camp. Understand?"
"Understood, I will obey Senior Sister's orders!"
…
Since that day, Ma Shaoyuan woke up almost every one or two days.
He was not awake for more than half a quarter of an hour at a time. Although the person was awake, his consciousness was very vague and his reaction was very slow. He never said a complete sentence and would only stare at the roof motionlessly before falling asleep again.
Although no accident has occurred so far, Jing Yingrong still never leaves An Clinic Pavilion just in case.
On this day, Dr. Wei knocked on her door.
"The people from Qi Pavilion are here and want to see you."
Jing Yingrong thought for a while and asked, "Is it Ding Huai?"
Doctor Wei: "It's not her, it's the master of Qi Pavilion."
"Um?"
"Do you want to see her?"
Jing Yingrong nodded in agreement.
Doctor Wei walked away, and after a while, a thick figure appeared at the door.
The other person was wearing a sleeveless top, revealing two strong arms with bulging muscles. His skin was dark and shiny, and his hair, which was half-length but not short, was tied into numerous thin braids.
The master of the Qi Pavilion blocked the door. He stared at the reflection in the mirror for ten breaths with a pair of leopard eyes under his thick eyebrows. Then he walked in, and then began to circle around the reflection in the room.
Step by step, she circled slowly, her eyes always fixed on Jing Yingrong. That look was both curious and excited.
Jing Yingrong didn't look sideways, sitting upright and letting her observe.
The pavilion master turned to the sixth circle, finally stopped and sat down opposite Jing Yingrong.
"mirror……"
She got stuck as soon as she said the first word, as if she didn't know what to call it. She held her breath for a long time and finally said:
"Fellow Daoist Jing, ah, I am the master of the Qi Pavilion of this sect. You already know this. My surname is Tu and my name is Wei. You can just call me Lao Tu."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something, her face showed a trace of tangle, and she rubbed her palms on her thighs and trousers.
"...You can also call me Xiaotu."
