Xianyao naturally knew Xiao He's plan. His pain could not be comforted, and his plan could not be changed. Therefore, until she left, Xianyao gently said a few short words: Be careful in everything.
Xiao He still nodded without saying a word.
Those who know me tell me that I am worried; those who don’t know me tell me what I want.
On the second day, the heavy snow that has been swaying all year round in Nihan Blessed Land became much lighter. The sky was as blue as a wash, the sun was shining exceptionally, the air was clear and fresh, and the huge river was calm. It was a good day to set off. Xiao He got up early, washed and dressed as usual. Gently pushing the door open, Bingqi was waiting in the courtyard. Seeing Xiao He, the two men smiled knowingly, already understanding each other's thoughts.
Following Bingqi out of the courtyard, the four brothers of the Leng family and Bingqi's hundred personal guards were standing solemnly. Snowflakes all over the sky fell on the armor, giving off a little bit of fluorescence.
"Xiao He, they will go with you." Bingqi said calmly.
Xiao He looked at Bingqi and nodded, then turned around and scanned the crowd.
The four leading brothers of the Leng family clasped their fists and raised their hands, saying loudly: "I will obey the instructions of the great elder!"
"Behave for the great elder!" Hundreds of personal guards repeated in loud voices.
A wave of emotion surged up in Xiao He's heart. Bingqi patted Xiao He's shoulder, then personally handed the horse's reins to Xiao He's hand, and said, "Let's go! I'll wait for you to come back!"
Xiao He nodded again and said casually: "I modified a few elixir recipes last night and left them to the disciples in the alchemy room. If you practice according to this, the elixir production rate will increase. While I am away, the young sect master will personally supervise it!"
Bingqi nodded and said, "Don't worry!"
There won't be too many trivial words between men. Just like that, Xiao He led everyone away and left.
There was another person who silently saw off Xiao He, but did not show up. This person was Xianyao. She just stood on the tall building of the sect, really looking at Xiao He's back from a distance, and praying silently in her heart: Pray to the sky. Bless you and may you have smooth sailing and a triumphant return.
At some point, her brother was standing beside her. Xianyao looked at Bingqi and asked very worriedly: "Brother, will Xiao He come back safely?"
Bingqi looked at Xianyao with firm eyes and said, "Don't worry, with Xiao He's strength, it is more than enough to lead my personal guards to defeat a sect in Liuguang Blessed Land."
Hearing what her brother said, Xianyao also felt much more at ease, but a guard who didn't want to stand next to Bingqi said something more at this time: "Young Sect Master, this time we rashly attack the sects in other blessed lands. , will it cause Liuguang Blessed Land to invite troops to invade?"
Bingqi glanced coldly at the guards beside him, but said nothing. In fact, he didn't understand this truth in his heart, but he had other plans in his mind. He even expected that after Xiao He's trip, Liuguang Blessed Land would take the initiative to provoke a war. You know, the relationship between the Seventy-Two Blessed Lands has always been unstable. In history, how many Sect Leaders of the Blessed Lands have been able to secure their positions without going through a war? He was looking for an opportunity to establish his authority.
However, the guard's words also aroused Xianyao's worry. She looked at Bingqi, but before she could ask a question, another guard came to report: "Young Sect Master, go and have a look, something happened!"
"Why are you so panicked?" Bingqi asked coldly.
"The body of Elder Wuye was found in the forest by the brothers who were patrolling outside the blessed land!" the guard replied in a panic.
"What!" Bingqi said angrily.
"This matter is absolutely true. I have told my men to preserve the scene and stay by the body of Elder Wuye. I will ask the young sect leader to decide this matter!" the guard replied again.
"Take me there immediately!" Bingqi said.
Xianyao was also shocked by the guard's words. She followed her brother and the guard and walked into the dense forest outside the blessed land.
Xiao He led a hundred soldiers to rush all the way to the Juliu River. The east and west were wide open, the wind was strong, and the Juliu River was still cool. Near the shore, there was a large ship, which Bingqi specially prepared for Xiao He. Looking at the big ship in front of him, Xiao He He couldn't help but recall that when he was being hunted, he came to Nihan Blessed Land with only a small boat. Now, things are different from the past.
A small boat is afraid of wind and waves, but a big boat has difficulty turning. When embarking on a journey, there is absolutely no room for turning back. Xiao Hezuo thought so, and led everyone on the big ship, heading straight for the Blessed Land of Flowing Light.
Xiao He stood on the deck all the time and drove away from Nihan Blessed Land. The snow in the air gradually stopped and the wind became much lighter. Unlike when Xiao He came, the journey was smooth and smooth. The giant river was very calm and there was no wind or waves at all. It was like Helping Xiao He return.
The boat stopped steadily on the shore of Liuguang Blessed Land. Everyone followed Xiao He and got off the boat, forming an array on the shore. The boatman at the helm bowed respectfully to Xiao He and said, "The young sect master has given orders. The subordinates are here, waiting for the elder's return!"
Xiao He smiled and nodded as a thank you, turned around and led everyone towards the hinterland of Liuguang Blessed Land.
Walking into a dense forest, Xiao He said to the Leng brothers: "I have something to deal with. The four of you will take the brothers to rest here and wait for me to come back."
"Elder, do you need brothers to go together?" Leng Sanghong asked.
Xiao He shook his head and said, "No need, I have some trivial matters that I have to deal with myself."
Leng Sanghong nodded, naturally not asking any more questions, and said respectfully: "Brothers, please wait here for the elders!"
Xiao He smiled again, turned around and stepped on the Taiyi Dragon Sword under his feet, disappearing into the sky with a flash of light.
Everyone has a necessary growth process. Before he becomes a king, a patriarch, an elder, a husband, or a parent, he is first a son or daughter. Just like Xiao He now, he is the elder of Nihan Blessed Land, and first of all, the eldest son of the Xiao family.
In Xuanyang City, Xiao He was strolling, his body was graceful, his face was delicate and handsome, and he could not see the sadness of revisiting his old place. Sometimes when I pass by a familiar shop, I will go in and buy some food that my parents like. When I talk, I will be sensible and modest.
After buying enough food, incense and paper money, and buying two jars of gentleman's wine in the building outside the building, Xiao He walked all the way out of the city. Among the green mountains outside the city, three people were buried here. They were his parents and the ones he grew up with. Ouyang Xin who grew up together. The monuments in front of the graves still stood quietly. On one of the monuments, a string of green copper bells jingled in the wind.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao He calmed down. He weeded and added soil to the three tombs with his own hands. He then pressed three pieces of paper money securely on the tombs and offered food and incense. Xiao He sat on the ground and talked about his experiences along the way. After experiencing all this, Xiao He stood up, gently wiped the dirt off his body, and said softly: "Let's go!"
Turn around and shoot towards the sky.
The second place Xiao He wanted to go was Guiyan Peak, where he had lived for many years.
Duanchen Cliff was in a dilapidated state, with corpses strewn all over the place. The smell of rotting corpses mixed with the stench of zombie corpses filled the air. The ground was stained red with blood, and there was no trace of life. Looking around, wherever you looked, it was even more miserable than purgatory. Although he was mentally prepared, Xiao He still found it difficult to accept what he saw.
It is conceivable that what kind of battle has been experienced here, and this catastrophe is inseparable from himself.
Xiao He was extremely sad and angry. He roared in mid-air, and his hair spread out. Then, there was a series of explosions on the ground. Xiao He bombed the rocks in the open space again and again. Even he himself didn't know what he was looking for. .
After venting his anger, Xiao He calmed down a lot. He pushed his figure to the extreme and quickly moved among the seven peaks of Guiyan. However, he still found nothing. Compared to the purgatory scene at Duchen Cliff, everything else in Guiyan Peak was as usual, quiet and peaceful, but there was no one there. It was like a paradise that had never been discovered before. What is reflected in the beauty and tranquility is even greater sadness.
Finally, Xiao He stood at the top of the alchemy peak, where there was a new tomb.
Facing his master's tomb, Xiao He didn't say a word. He knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily three times, then took out the two jars of gentleman's wine, sprinkled one on the ground, and drank the other himself.
Without the power to resist, drunkenness swept through his body. With the mountain breeze blowing, Xiao He felt a little calmer in his heart. Beiluomen, Liuguang Blessed Land, and these two names were deeply recorded in Xiao He's heart.
Xiao He fell asleep on the ground in front of Taoist Master Tianyanzi's grave. When he woke up again, it was already dusk, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Xiao He left the Alchemy Peak and went straight to join his subordinates.
A hundred personal guards in the forest stood solemnly, waiting for the elder's return. Each of them could hardly bear the blood-drinking magic weapon in their hands.
Seeing Xiao He coming back, the four Leng brothers stepped forward to greet him and said respectfully: "Hello, elder!"
Xiao He nodded and said: "I have finished my personal affairs. Now it is time for all the soldiers to follow me in killing the enemy."
Hearing this, the hundreds of guards said in unison again: "I would like to act as a leader for the elders!"
Looking around at the crowd, Xiao He sighed in his heart. The hundreds of people in front of him were truly elites. They were even worse than the disciples of Liuguang Blessed Land who were chasing him that day.
"Let's go!" Xiao He said.
As the night fell, more than a hundred people took advantage of the moonlight and headed straight for Beiluomen.
Liuguang Blessed Land is still vast, but when Xiao He led everyone to fly above Beiluo Gate, it was just the time when the moon was above the willow branches. At the beginning of the month, the moon only had a curved tooth, and more than a hundred people flew over in darkness. , almost blocking all the moonlight. The disciples of Beiluo Gate naturally discovered such a strange thing. The group of people guarding the mountain gate looked up. Before they could ask questions, Xiao He raised his sword and waved, and a green light flashed. More than ten disciples stood on the spot without moving. He remained motionless, with a shocked expression fixed on his face, but his heart could no longer beat. Compared with thousands of zombie armies, Xiao He's method is clean and pure.
Looking further into the hinterland, a layer of faint red light shrouded the sect hidden in the mountains.
I heard that Bei Luomen was good at using magic circles, and after gaining some knowledge, I felt that this statement was untrue. In mid-air, Xiao He led more than a hundred people behind him, exerted force in his Dantian, moved his Taoist magic to his magic weapon, focused his target on the same point of the magic circle, and simply and directly directed towards the magic circle at his feet. Boom away.
Once, twice, three times.
Each blow was accompanied by a loud noise, and under the shock of the magic power, the light emitted by the protective sect formation became more and more tangible.
Finally, at the tenth blow, the sect-protecting formation could not withstand the attack of more than a hundred people and collapsed.
