With the headmaster's wave of his hand, the atmosphere in the square reached a boiling point.
The disciples' blood boiled with excitement, and they raised their arms and shouted: "Fight the monster beast! Fight the monster beast!"
Eight deacons took the lead, followed by 250 disciples, and Yukong flew away majestic and high-spirited!
Everyone can't wait to step into Heifeng Valley and fight the monsters!
Zhang Mo stood among the crowd. Although he was in a grand and exciting scene like the Autumn Hunter Swearing Conference, he didn't hear what the headmaster was saying at all. His mind had already wandered elsewhere, focusing on that familiar and moving figure. superior.
Ji Xiaoyu!
Sure enough, she was among the crowd. The sun penetrated the clouds and shone on her body, and she was surrounded by a soft halo.
Her expression was focused and serious, and she was obviously listening carefully to the teachings of the headmaster. This concentration made her look more beautiful and even more inaccessible.
Beside Ji Xiaoyu, there were Dongfang Xu and Ouyang Jiannan, two faces that Zhang Mo was also quite familiar with. Dongfang Xu, with his tall and straight figure like a pine and cypress, is particularly eye-catching among the crowd; Ouyang Jiannan is like an unsheathed sword, with a sharp temperament that should not be underestimated.
…
A small courtyard in Qinglian Town.
In the backyard, a person was half-kneeling in front of the steps. This person was wearing a black mask and was wrapped in a large robe. He was reporting to the Scarface Khan: "Master, the autumn hunting team has a total of 250 people, led by 8 deacons, and has already arrived. We set off an hour ago and are expected to arrive at Heifengyu in ten days. The strength of the eight deacons is the 4th level of Dongfang Yanping Earth Level..."
The scar-faced man stood on the stone steps. After listening to the report, he nodded with great satisfaction and said: "Black Scorpion, you did a good job. The information is detailed. Great credit!"
"Okay, let's go back and continue to lurk."
"My subordinates take orders. In addition, two of the three students developed by my subordinates are in this autumn hunting team. Their codenames are 'Poisonous Spider' and 'Green Snake'. They will leave the hall's secret code during the operation. , to assist in the operation.”
"That's very good. You have good vision! Being able to join the Autumn Hunting Team means that you are an elite. You must train them well in the future and strive to reach the top."
"Thank you for the compliment, Master! I'll go back now." After that, he took off into the air.
The scar-faced man came to the front yard. At this time, there were more than 20 people gathered in the front yard. They were all gearing up and looking fierce. The lowest one had the fighting power of the 'Yellow Level 2'.
The scar-faced man stood in front of the crowd and said excitedly: "The siege of Liuyun Mountain's autumn hunting team is the most important task of the Holy Cult this year. Everyone must move forward and kill the enemy bravely. Those who dare to escape from the battle will be punished by the Holy Cult." Capital punishment. The autumn hunting team has set off, and we have begun to take action. After the mission is successful, everyone will be rewarded!"
"This time the ten members of the Hall are acting together. We, the White Tiger Hall, must not fall behind others! The Liuyun Mountain Autumn Hunting Team is led by only eight deacons with earth-level combat power, and seven of our ten hall masters are The earth-level combat power, they are in the light, we are in the dark, another surprise backstab, this time it is absolutely guaranteed, glory, wealth, money and beautiful women can be achieved in one fell swoop!"
The scar-faced man raised his arms and shouted:
"The Holy Religion will win!"
More than 20 people were excited to beat the Liuyun Sect disciples. The risk was low and the reward was high. At this time, they all seemed to see gold and silver treasures, and they all shouted excitedly:
"The Holy Religion will win!"
"The Holy Religion will win!"
"Set off!"
More than twenty people suddenly rose into the sky
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Heifengyu is six thousand miles east of Liuyun Mountain. The normal journey takes ten days. However, a disciple of the Auxiliary Sect is holding him back. This disciple has to lower his head to meditate at noon every day!
Not only that, this disciple's flying speed was half a beat slower, which affected the flying speed of the 'Liu Yun Qiu Hunting Team'. The warriors and Taoist disciples were greatly surprised, because there were actually disciples who had just been flying in the air!
Seeing everyone's surprised looks, Zhang Mo was extremely embarrassed. Wei Changji kept making fun of him, but Qiao Yu defended him in every possible way.
However, on the last day, Zhang Mo became more and more familiar with his body skills and could fly like a man. The feeling of flying high and high in the sky all day long, walking through the blue sky and white clouds, made him really excited.
On the eleventh day, they finally arrived 50 miles outside of Heifeng Valley. The 'Liu Yun Qiu Hunting Team' dropped their heads, and the new disciples were all surprised.
The black stone mountain is like the back of a demon god, reaching straight into the sky. Its shape is sinister, like a knife cutting an axe, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. From time to time, black clouds move between the mountain tops, as if they are frozen strong winds, and like the aura of evil gods permeating the land wantonly.
There are strange trees standing there. They are not like the trees in the ordinary jungle. Each one is like an ancient fern tree. The tall crown of the tree pierces the sky, the branches are entangled, and the root system is twisted. It seems that every knot hides unknown dangers. These trees swayed in the wind and made a rustling sound, as if they were whispering or wailing.
In addition, there are many strange stones in the valley, with different shapes. It seems that every stone has its own life and story. The vegetation among the rocks is sparse, and from time to time there is a bleak wind passing through it, carrying an unknown chill and the whistling of the netherworld, which makes people feel chilly.
It was dusk at this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the dim yellow sunset was weakly shining on this land, bringing a bit of desolation, desolation, and a bit of terror.
The leading deacon was Dongfang Yanping, the deputy sect leader of Daofamen. He began to lay out the autumn hunting action plan: "
Heifeng Valley covers a large area, stretching for more than 600 miles. The terrain is dangerous and there are countless caves and mountain streams. Our mission this time is to wipe out the monsters here.
According to reliable information, the Heifengyu monsters are led by a flying tiger, which has the third level of earth-level combat power. There are also three powerful monsters, namely the two-headed snake monster, the three-headed demon wolf, and the vampire bat, all of which have There are about a dozen earth-level 1st-level combat power monsters, Xuan-level combat power monsters, about a hundred yellow-level monsters, and no fewer than four to five hundred of the remaining non-level monsters.
It takes 10 days to enter the mountain to slay demons.
Class A disciples, that is, those who have been in the field for more than 20 years, formed the Huben Hall and were led by four deacons to conduct the assault.
The second-class disciples, that is, the disciples who are between 10 and 20 years old, form a hunting hall, led by two deacons, to chase and kill the fleeing monsters.
Class C disciples, that is, those who have been initiated for 5 to 10 years, form the Xunxi Hall, and are led by a deacon to strangle hidden monsters.
Disciples such as Ding and those who have been in the field for five years form a cleaning hall. There is a deacon who leads the team and is responsible for cleaning the battlefield, collecting the corpses of monsters, putting them into storage talismans, and finishing the remaining monsters.
The combat orders were passed down layer by layer. There were 11 cleaning halls in total. Zhang Mo was assigned to clean the 3rd hall. There were 5 people in the 3rd hall and they briefly introduced themselves to each other.
"My name is He Cao, and I am a warrior with Julimai." He Cao cupped his fists. He was short, but extremely strong, with bulging muscles and full of explosive power.
"My name is Ni Shou, I am a martial artist with the wind pulse." Ni Shou was thin and strong, with shining eyes.
"Wanzhou, Daofamen Baguamai, please take care of me!" Governor Wan was weak in writing and looked like a scholar.
"Duanmu Zongchang, Taoism Sect Earth Element", Zhang Mo felt that his face was all khaki because he didn't know if it was because he practiced the Earth Element.
"Zhang Mo, auxiliary sect's cultural heritage." Zhang Mo cupped his fists. When he introduced himself, several other people couldn't help but look at him.
Ni Shouyi frowned and said: "Zhang Mo, I'm not looking down on you. Although we are just cleaning the hall, we heard that we can still encounter monsters, so we stay behind. If you are injured or die by then, it will not look good on us. .”
Zhang Mo smiled and didn't tell the difference. He knew he meant well, so just get used to it.
Heifengyu consists of two mountains sandwiching a valley. The task of Halls 1, 2 and 3 is to clean the easternmost mountain.
Wei Changji was in the first hall, and Pan Xiao was assigned to the second hall. While everyone was packing their things, Wei Changji ran to Pan Xiao with a grimace and said: "Xiaoxiao, although we are all in the east mountain, we are not in the same hall after all. You have to be careful, if you encounter a powerful monster, just run away."
Pan Xiao said angrily: "Who wants you to worry about? Just take care of yourself. If you encounter a monster, you don't know who will be scared first."
Wei Changji felt bored and went to clean up the camp in disgrace.
Qiao Yu was assigned to Hall 7, which was not in the same cleaning area as Zhang Mo's Hall 3, so she couldn't help but feel uninterested.
The camp was set up that night, and no fire was allowed for cooking, lest the light of the fire attract the attention of the monsters. They only ate the dry food they brought with them.
Heifeng Valley looks particularly deep under the moonlight, and the cold mountain wind is like an invisible ghost wandering in the night. On both sides of the narrow mountain road, there are towering old trees, their branches and leaves intertwined into dark canopies, as if they hide countless secrets and dangers.
The silence of the night was broken by the occasional low roar of wild beasts. Those sounds made people shudder, adding a sense of mystery and unknown fear.
Zhang Mo leaned against the big tree, his heart racing, the dry food in his hand seemed tasteless, and his mind had already flown to tomorrow's battlefield. Having lived at the foot of Liuyun Mountain since he was a child, he heard the terrifying legends about monsters that made his ears tingle.
He once lay under the eaves in the dead of night and daydreamed about whether the monster really had sharp claws and fangs, and whether its eyes were so fierce that one glance could make people fearful.
But now, the monsters are no longer imaginary shadows, but are really staying in the depths of Heifeng Valley, and they will fight against them tomorrow.
Zhang Mo tried hard to look calm, but his heart felt like it was being stirred up by the tide. The excitement and anxiety were intertwined, like a mess that was difficult to sort out.
As the night went on, other disciples around the camp gradually became quiet, but Zhang Mo knew that everyone's heart was probably the same as his, full of desire for the unknown and excitement for battle.
The night is like ink, and the stars are flowing high in the sky, emitting a bright light like a fairyland. Zhang Mo looked up at the twinkling stars, as if his thoughts were drifting to the boundless starry sky. After watching for a while, all the ups and downs caused by the monsters disappeared without a trace.
Everything under the starlight seemed to tell him the grandeur of the universe and its insignificance. In the silence, he seemed to feel the silent heart of heaven and earth.
At this moment, Qiao Yu's figure passed by like the wind, breaking the tranquility of the night. She gently moved her hand and dropped a porcelain bottle, "This is Qingxin Jade Dew Cream. Apply it on your body to calm your mind and calm your mind. It can also repel mosquitoes and insects." As soon as she finished speaking, Qiao Yu's figure had disappeared into the darkness.
The white porcelain bottle in Zhang Mo's hand looked particularly delicate in the faint starlight. He smiled slightly, feeling a little warm in his heart at Qiao Yu's little thought.
Ji Xiaoyu's figure suddenly appeared in his mind. Was Ji Xiaoyu looking up at the same starry sky in a corner? Which class was she assigned to?
