Wang Ke said that he was only a peripheral member of the Shanhe Gang, even though his position was Xiaoqi and he was in charge of hundreds of people.
Slightly similar to the military structure of the Yunxia Dynasty, the Shanhe Gang also has a flag-bearer who can control thousands of people, but even the flag-bearer is still a peripheral member.
Just this ambiguous news made the casual Yun Mingxue look solemn.
"What exactly does the Shanhe Gang want to do?"
As the daughter of Yun Shuai, Yun Mingxue had to think deeply. A gang with thousands of people in charge could only be regarded as a peripheral, so what was the inner circle of this gang? And how many people had gathered in the Shanhe Gang under the nose of the dynasty? What's the purpose?
Yun Tianfeng muttered: "As we all know, a force can be called a 'sect' after it creates or develops a certain specialty skill. If it creates a variety of skills to form a new school, it can be called a 'school'. Once the force has developed a number of skills, it can be called a 'sect'." Those who have the skills of the above genres are called 'Zong', while the two forces of 'Gang' and 'Hui' are more small power groups formed with profit goals as the core, but the Shanhe Gang is a bit exaggerated."
"When things are abnormal, there must be monsters, but these are the headaches of the Yunxia Dynasty and have nothing to do with us. Our purpose is to rescue Wang Xiaoliu." Murong Yu reminded Yun Tianfeng to try not to meddle in others' affairs.
Wang Ke continued to confess: "I really don't know much. Since I joined the Shanhe Gang, apart from being forced to participate in training, I have never been assigned any tasks. If I have to say that I have, it is just enough to stay here." It's just an old city where more than a thousand people live. Please be merciful and spare this villain's life."
"If you cooperate well, I can spare your lives, but it seems that you don't really want to cooperate." Wang Quan bared his teeth in a ferocious manner, licked the blade of the knife, and said with a sinister smile, with a black face.
Under the moonlight, Wang Quan looked like a vicious bandit who killed people without blinking an eye. Wang Ke shuddered and said again: "I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything."
"There are indeed a lot of people here tonight. It is said that they are new people recruited from several different cities. But in fact, they are different from us. They are all sacrifices and have been sent to the place of sacrifice overnight. The commander in charge of escorting them There are just a few flags, I really don’t know more.”
"You at least know where the place of sacrifice is, right?" Yun Tianfeng's heart tightened and he began to worry.
"I really don't know where the place of sacrifice is, but they just left not long ago, and the snow and wind were heavy. If you are careful now, you should be able to find traces." Wang Ke said almost with a cry, and he was really already there. The biting coldness of the blade on his neck filled him with fear.
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There are two neighboring countries of the Yunxia Dynasty, one is Feiyun Kingdom, and the other is Changjian Mountain.
Changjian Mountain is not named after a dynasty or a country, but in Yuzhou, it is extremely common for sects to transform their country into a country. As long as the territory is managed well and the territory is defended, it is no different from the name.
Seeing that New Year's Eve is approaching, there are different weather conditions within millions of miles around Changjian Mountain, especially among the people.
The history of the Changjian Sect is ancient. It is said to be nearly ten thousand years old. Compared with the general Jianghu sects who cultivate immortals, it has an extra ancestral court. This is also the foundation. At this moment, in the ancestral court of the Changjian Sect, the real Dinghai Shenzhen figure of the Changjian Sect is The ancestor of Changjian, who had lived for nearly ten thousand years, walked out of the Forbidden Cemetery for the first time and sat cross-legged alone on the top of the Forbidden Mountain, looking down at the mountain with eyes as bright as a sword.
Daozi Yinxian was wearing a long robe, with a sword character on his back, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing in the air, and he was climbing a mountain with dragon and tiger steps.
Beside Dao Zi Yin Xian followed an outsider.
The clothes on this man's body are erratic like flowing black flames, and his face is also full of darkness and depth. The aura from Jiuyou always surrounds him for a few feet, and if you look at him, it is like staring into the abyss.
The gaze of the ancestor of Long Sword was firmly fixed on his favorite disciple, and he turned a blind eye to him leading outsiders into the forbidden area, but his eyes were full of complexity, including pity, regret and guilt.
After a while, Dao Zi Yin Xian walked to the top of the mountain, opened his robe with both hands and knelt on the ground. He knelt down and kowtowed to the ancestor of the sword three times before standing up.
"Silly boy, as smart as you are, do you really want to embark on this path of no return?" Chang Jian Ancestor said.
"Master, time will not go back, and people do not need to look back. There is no chance to look back on every path in this world. They are all paths of no return. There is no difference." Yin Xian bowed his head and replied humbly.
The ancestor of the long sword stood up, his old body still as vigorous as a green pine. The Forbidden Mountain under his feet trembled with the roar, and actually let out a shocking sword roar.
"Master has been unconcerned with worldly affairs for thousands of years, has not been stained by the world of mortals, and has devoted himself to pursuing the path of transcendence. Why do you have to stand up and wade in this muddy water now?" Yin Xian looked at the ancestor of Changjian with an expressionless expression.
After all, the eyes of the ancestor of the long sword turned into full of disappointment. The next moment he took a step forward, standing proudly in the void. His long silver hair turned black and translucent in one step, and his wrinkled skin became smooth in an instant. Newborn babies, rejuvenated.
The Forbidden Mountain at his feet rose up with a roar, and the thousands of feet of the mountain shattered countless rocks and soil, and finally turned into the spiritual sword that had accompanied the old man to the end of the world, floating beside the old man.
"Li Hun, who gave you the courage to attack my Changjian Mountain?"
At this moment, the old man was as high-spirited as a rebellious young prodigy, and the sword pointed at him made the whole world fearful.
"Jiejie..."
The Lihun Taoist who came with Dao Zi Yin Xian gave a weird laugh, and his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant, appearing in the sky in front of the old man. The Nine Netherworld breath swept away, setting off a storm, turning half of the sky and the earth into black. Colorful and ghostly.
"Junior brother, what you said is wrong. I have never had an idea of Changjian Mountain. The Lihun Palace and Changjian Mountain have not been in conflict with each other for thousands of years. The friendship between brothers is still there. This time is just an invitation from my nephew. We are just here as guests, why should junior brother care?"
"You're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense, get out of here!"
The ancestor of the long sword opened his eyes angrily, and the symbiosis spirit sword suddenly emitted a sword light, like a galaxy suddenly coming to the world, and blasted towards the Lihun Taoist.
"Everything has a soul, the soul of heaven, the soul of earth, the soul of man, the soul of nature. The soul returns to the Nine Netherworlds, and the Nine Netherworld Gate opens."
Facing the shocking sword strike of the Long Sword Ancestor, Taoist Lihun spoke calmly. Immediately, the world in all directions shook violently, and gloomy and terrifying gates appeared out of thin air, hanging upside down in the sky.
The Nine Nether portals condensed by these spells suddenly opened wide at the moment they appeared. Countless strange creatures inside roared out and filled the entire sky. In an instant, they were torn apart and evaporated by the galaxy-like sword light.
Seeing the sword light approaching, Lihun Taoist raised his hand and pushed forward slowly. Suddenly, several Jiuyou portals trembled, and black wind blew out from them, destroying the world. Wherever the wind passed, trees withered, flowers and plants withered, Everything dies.
The sword glow roared, destroying everything, chopping in the black wind, like a blazing light cutting through the darkness.
Rumble...
Several Jiuyou portals exploded under the light of the sword, but the sword light also disappeared before smashing the last portal.
The ancestor of the long sword spurted out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his body grew old and decayed in an instant. Finally, it turned into dust and disappeared between the heaven and the earth. Only the symbiotic spiritual sword was left that screamed sadly, and then collapsed and died, disappearing from the world.
Lihun Taoist's body bulged in many places, as if there were thousands of stars exploding in his body. This was the Taoist backlash from the shattered Jiuyou portal.
Until a quarter of an hour later, Taoist Lihun fell from the air, and there was only a deep pit on the ground where the Forbidden Mountain was originally. On the edge of the pit stood Yin Xian, Taoist Master of Changjian Mountain.
Taoist Lihun fell next to him, with a weak look on his face, and said with a bitter smile: "After all, my junior brother, my father, has not wasted his time in these years. I could suppress him with one hand back then, but now he has taken half of my father's life." , now there are six out of seven Jiuyou portals exploded, and if the father is cut off, he will not be able to take action for a hundred years, and it will be silent for a thousand years, but all the costs are worth it. From now on, my son will be in charge of Changjian Mountain, and he will definitely dominate the land of Yuzhou in the future. , become a hero."
"Father's words are wrong." Yin Xian quickly came to Taoist Lihun and supported Taoist Lihun with both hands.
"Oh? What do you mean by my son's words?" Taoist Lihun asked in confusion.
Yin Xian grinned: "The child will not only change from Changjian Mountain Daozi to Changjian Mountain Mountain Master, but he will also be promoted from the Young Palace Master of Lihun Palace to the Palace Master of Lihun Palace."
As Yin Xian finished speaking, nearly ten thousand sword lights suddenly rose in the ancestral court of Changjian Mountain, and thousands of swords roared in unison, pointing directly at Taoist Lihun.
