As the twilight grew darker, open posts and hidden sentries were set up inside and outside the accommodation. Some cultivators had nothing to do and said they volunteered to patrol at night, and then swarmed to the nine-tailed fox's resting place to take a peek.
In the He Palace, Hu Buyi looked around at the group of cultivators and suddenly asked: "Fellow Taoist Liang Yifei of the Mahayana Mansion is here, why can't I see Mrs. Yuehua?"
A female cultivator with lowered eyebrows raised her head slightly and stared blankly at Hu Buyi's purple eyes, pink lips, porcelain-like skin, and handsome and handsome face. She looked a little panicked and a little shy.
The group of cultivators were secretly amused. They had always heard that vixens are charming and affectionate, and they specialize in seducing people with their beauty, making countless heroes fascinated by them. Unexpectedly, women could not control themselves when they saw it.
But then I thought about it, men are lustful, and women are no exception, so this is not surprising.
Liang Yifei's face was full of shyness and she replied: "Lu Wu was attracted by Xi Yao and is integrating the spirits and monsters in the wilderness with the intention of embezzling the Shenzhou."
All the guests in the room knew about this matter, and Zhaixingyuan was under attack from both sides, and every time he mentioned it, he felt like a heavy burden was weighing on his shoulders.
Liang Yifei continued: "I was shocked to hear this letter, so I rushed to Zhenge City with my wife to dispatch subordinates to respond, and summoned the abbot Xuanjing of Jialan Temple to state the military situation, in order to jointly defend the enemy. At this time, there is no conclusive news. Come." His words were very urgent, which showed that he was worried.
Cuiyuguan was the first to bear the brunt of Lu Wu's rebellion. Without major help, it would be difficult to survive this crisis.
The group of cultivators had already heard about the Pan Yuan League’s message. It is said that Xuanjing has not come out of seclusion and Xuanyin is far away in the sea. Xuanxu has excused himself many times. Whether it is a prank or an opportunity to eradicate dissidents, the world does not know.
This behavior is tantamount to mumbling and has no understanding of the overall situation. In view of this, Xiao Zhuyuan sent most of his disciples to Canghai's sect, hoping that Tong Chenyuan would take care of the alliance and take care of them.
Liu Ruoxi consoled him: "Abbot Xuanjing understands the righteousness well and will never stand idly by." She was quite unconcerned. Lu Wu's Taoist skills were weak, and there were only a handful of people in this world who could compete with him. Abbot Xuanjing was one of them.
Xiao Zhuyuan only left the elders, the masters of the sect, who had magical Taoist skills and amazing escape skills, to wait for the enemy. The purpose of the layout was obvious. If Jialan Temple really borrowed a knife to kill someone, he would take his subordinates and go away. At that time, the gate of Zhaixingyuan will be opened. It depends on whether Huaqingmen and Jialan Temple are willing to do so.
Although this strategy is a last resort, it is still the first choice for mutual checks and balances. The group of cultivators knew the stakes well, and couldn't help but secretly scold some bald donkeys in Jialan Temple for being shallow and ignorant.
Hu Buyi asked casually, but unexpectedly it led to all this trouble, so he said to himself: "Lu Wu, I can't control my temper anymore!"
The group of cultivators knew what he was referring to and fell silent. The hatred between the wilderness and the cultivation world was not shallow. In terms of emotion and reason, there was no right or wrong in Lu Wu's actions.
Pan Shenglin coughed dryly, changed the subject, and asked about the demon cultivator's invasion.
Hu Buyi said calmly: "The exploratory attack is intended to find out the truth. The high-level demon cultivators worked together to break through the forward camp defenses. Nearly a hundred disciples of the Demon-Slaying Alliance were killed and injured, and many Yingying cultivators were killed."
Zixia Mountain's defensive strength was easily exposed, and everyone who heard it was surprised.
Hu Buyi looked mature and sophisticated, waving his hands and saying: "Stay steady, don't you hear the truth and make it true, and make the truth false. The temporary station at the front is just to show off and paralyze the enemy."
Pan Shenglin frowned and said, "Brother Hu, how can you say this?"
Hu Buyi said happily: "When two armies are facing each other, it is normal to find out the enemy's situation. The old and weak cultivators are used as bait in the garrison, and the military discipline is loose. The Yingying cultivators are in a hurry to respond to the enemy, and their deployment is chaotic. The demon cultivators will naturally underestimate the enemy when they see it. If Xi Yao As expected, we have been running for thousands of miles, and Chen Chongbing of the Demon-Slaying Alliance is behind us, so we can just wait and see."
The group of cultivators suddenly realized and praised: "Great idea! Great idea!"
Unexpectedly, Hu Buyi put away his smile and said with a bitter face: "It's a pity that there is another obstacle."
The group of cultivators were shocked again and asked why.
Hu Buyi held his forehead and sighed: "The demon cultivator has never been interested in fighting. Most of them left after seeing the defenses clearly, leaving only the sacred beast Qinglong to cut off the rear."
Qinglong! The group of cultivators were so horrified that their eyes almost fell out. Qinglong is one of the four ancient spirits, the essence of the five elements of wood, and its strength is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators in the Space and Ming Period.
"You are so famous that all the heroes in the world are in awe, why are you so panicked?" Hu Buyi turned his head and put on a calm look, and said happily: "Huaqingmen and Jialan Temple are both giants who have established the sect for thousands of years. The profound foundation cannot be shaken by a leprous."
This man was moody and extremely rude. The monks were very displeased and cursed secretly that this dead fox was really the Nine Uncle Wind Demon.
Pan Shenglin's anger surged, and he said in a deep voice: "The Huaqing Sect leads the heroes to fight against the monsters out of compassion for the common people. It is not for personal gain and should not be used alone!"
Hu Buyi sneered: "Anyway, Hu traveled thousands of miles to attend the meeting, so he did his best." The implication was that this time he should be ordered to assemble to make an explanation, and he might not care about the rest. Miles.
Pan Shenglin was so choked that he couldn't speak, and then he heard the demon fox say: "A single family in Qingqiu Mountain is small, no more valuable than those famous sects, and it has the value of being exploited." The words suddenly came out clearly, and his teasing words were originally for Tongchenyuan is grievances.
Luo Wangshu's lone army will definitely be a stumbling block for Xi Yao's westward advance. The arrangement of the Demon-Slaying Alliance is quite malicious.
"The intention of Hua Qing Sect to help the world and stabilize the country has not changed, Tong Chenyuan is very grateful." Liu Ruoxi did not want to engage in unnecessary verbal disputes, and said at the right time, "The ancient path of the mountain master is so heart-warming that he will not sit back and watch the demon cultivator poison the common people. Could it be that the joke here is not Are you complaining that I’m late?”
As the saying goes, a good word brings warmth in spring, and a bad word adds frost in June. After hearing this, Pan Shenglin felt relieved, and his heart allowed the fox demon's tongue to shine like a lotus flower, and Tongchenyuan was not provoked after all.
Hu Buyi understood what he meant and said with a wry smile: "The fairy can see thousands of miles away. Hu was teased by the green dragon and his anger was too strong."
The group smiled and everyone felt relieved.
There were still a few days to go to Shenzhou. Liu Ruoxi signaled Hu Buyi with a look and stood up to say goodbye together.
Liang Yifei held her hand and said: "Shenzhou Island is isolated overseas. My sister's journey is full of dangers, so I hope you will take care of it."
Liu Ruoxi said solemnly: "Although the journey to the end of the world is far away, we will eventually meet again. If one day we really face danger, we will definitely live up to our alliance with Chenyuan." These words were heavy, and their weight was enough to make monks all over the world tremble.
From a distance, I saw the children of the Fox clan surrounding Tong Chenyuan and his entourage rushing across the night sky. They all had different expressions and remained silent.
Outside the camp, there are green pines and waves. In another ten years, the Qingdi Mausoleum will reappear in this rolling pine wave.
Qingdi is the god of spring, responsible for the growth of all things. The Qingdi Mausoleum is not a mausoleum but his former secret practice house. It is said that there are countless treasures in it that can be moved endlessly.
It's a pity that every time I enter the mausoleum, I get very little. The reason is that the numerous prohibitions in the mausoleum become stronger when they are strong, and weak when they are weak. Whoever breaks the prohibition can enter, which is extremely psychic.
Hu Buyi sighed: "It's a pity to throw away the tasteless food. It's really worthless."
Liu Ruoxi shook his head and said: "All things wither and prosper, all must follow fate. Yi Qingchen became famous for a while, because he went deep into the mausoleum to take rare treasures, and in a short time he was promoted to a monk of the Transformation of Infants. This matter spread all over the world and became a good talk."
Many disciples have heard this good story, but they dare not believe it. They also say that rumors only stop at the wise, and that word of mouth must be inaccurate. However, Liu Ruoxi's golden words will never be spread as lies, and they must be true.
Hu Buyi said: "Hey, that thief embryo is quite blessed!"
Liu Ruoxi said: "The master of the garden once said, 'The Qing Emperor's mausoleum appears repeatedly, waiting for the destined person. In the future, he will surrender to others, and all the treasures in the mausoleum will belong to him.' The treasure is psychic, and a virtuous person lives there, and I am convinced that I will not suspect."
Hu Buyi nodded and said: "Master Luoyuan has a thorough knowledge of ancient and modern times, so he must be telling the truth."
Driving on a starry night brings you a different kind of scenery. You can watch the twinkling stars in the distance, listen to the chirping of insects all around, and the vast forest reveals an elusive sense of mystery.
The figures of the group of cultivators fluttered, as if a breeze had flown across the treetops, gradually disappearing into the vast darkness of night.
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Rumors of Lu Wu's rebellion are true. The situation on the edge of the wasteland is still the same as before, but the guards of Zhenge City have already sensed the strange movement.
In the wilderness, there are occasional sporadic monsters hovering at low altitude. Whenever late at night comes, a mysterious light beam flickers gently. This ancient forest seems to be waking up from a long sleep.
The bustling and prosperous scene of Zhenge City in the past was gradually replaced by silence and desolation.
The people in the city relocated urgently, leaving only an elite group of Panyuan League to defend the city. The city defense array was opened one after another, and the light curtains were layered to block the city, and were connected with the Zhuyu Mountain killing array.
The sun was shining brightly at the top of the city, but it could not warm the coldness in my heart. Looking at the deserted wilderness in the distance, it was still shrouded in the beautiful haze, but the smell of disaster that I could smell in my nose was getting closer and closer.
Xiao Zhuyuan looks like a tiger when he is sitting, and like a wolf when he walks, and the frost on his temples still cannot conceal his majestic aura. The banners behind him were ringing, and under the banners lined up were nearly a hundred all-powerful infant-transforming monks.
In the decisive battle, the elite division with the strength of Changhong is the Panyuan Alliance's absolute reliance, and no cultivator in the Kongming Stage will be able to stop its forge ahead.
Xiao Zhuyuan is the supreme master who integrates the scattered sects and dominates one side, but he prefers to solve problems through peaceful dialogue. It's a pity that Lu Wu may not be a kind person willing to listen to nonsense.
In order to break the current situation, the price exchanged was definitely unbearable for the Panyuan Alliance. When they were filled with sorrow, they hurriedly reported: "Abbot Xuanjing of Jialan Temple is here with all the monks to help."
Xiao Zhuyuan was overjoyed and hurriedly led the crowd to greet him.
The ban on the East City Gate was lifted, and dozens of Buddhist cultivators fluttered their clothes and sleeves, rolling in like flowing clouds.
At the moment, there was an old monk with a plump appearance, his whole body exuding a white and soft radiance. His clear eyes were filled with loving light, and he was twisting a string of rosary beads made from the relics of the true Buddha in his hand. The golden rays of the rosary are dazzling, filled with the vast and pure power of the true Buddha.
Behind him followed a strong, handsome and free-spirited monk.
The monk's left arm is bare, wearing a scarlet Buddhist robe, a black jade belt with thunder patterns on his waist, eighteen black bright Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and a lotus staff in his palm. The body of the staff is as red as rouge, and several golden lotus petals at the top open and close in the shape of a flying kite.
The remaining monks are spotless, walking like the wind, standing like a pine, sitting like a bell, all of them have cultivated in the stage of transformation into infants.
When help arrives, it turns out that the two great monks from the Jialan Temple, Xuanjing and Xuanxu, arrive with their monks!
Xiao Zhuyuan was overjoyed. He cupped his hands and said, "Abbott Buddha is here. Please forgive Xiao for not being able to welcome him from afar."
Xuan Jinghe said: "Amitabha, the old monk is guilty of being late and dare not go out to greet the benefactor anymore."
He speaks neither hastily nor slowly, and his attitude is neither arrogant nor arrogant. He is worthy of being the most outstanding divine monk in the world.
Xiao Zhuyuan smiled and said: "Everyone has been tired from the long journey. Please come to the city to have tea."
In the past few days, the monks of the Panyuan Alliance had no time to warm their seats and were always keeping an eye on the beast monster's actions. Now that strong reinforcements have arrived and the heavy burden has been lifted, their fighting spirit is unprecedentedly high, and they are all preparing to fight to the death with the beast monster.
Xiao Zhuyuan is even more worried about the current situation. The world will be broken if the monsters are killed in the sea. Victory or failure, the turmoil will last for a long time, and the struggle will open a new chapter.
Preserving each other's strength is definitely the ultimate goal in the gaming field. He invited Xuan Jing to come several times, aiming to rely on the power of Jialan Temple to resist the iron hoof of the beast monster, and had no intention of burying the foundation of the Pan Yuan League for many years.
As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about running out of firewood, even if the Star Reaching Plains falls. The most difficult thing to let go of is the talents that have been cultivated with many years of hard work.
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