When the group of cultivators gathered in Lianyun Village, most of them were looking for things outside themselves, crowded around for profit, and were diligent in making calculations.
When Lianyun Village and Meng Ling Sect colluded to harm the cultivators of Dayu, the group of cultivators behaved like a rabble at first. They had a knife held to their necks, but they didn't know how to stand up and resist. They were still beating others to death while escaping by themselves. idea.
It wasn't until Fairy Chunhe responded to the enemy with the Four Evil Talisman that the cultivators regained their confidence and broke the Mengling Sect's conspiracy.
Although most of the Dayu monks were lost in this battle, the main force of the Lingtai realm monks was not lost, and it inspired the belief among the cultivators that they share the same enemy. It can be regarded as a gain as well as a loss.
The group of cultivators sat together and discussed the previous battle, still feeling frightened.
Unknowingly, the sky was slightly bright, and a bright red light illuminated the main hall of Xiao Zhongnan.
Master Nishui said: "Senior brother Yuzhenzi, we must get this justice back, and we also ask senior brother and Fairy Chunhe to take charge of the plan!"
Bai Hujiao echoed in a serious tone: "The Meng Ling Sect doesn't know where it came from. The techniques are sinister and good at driving the souls of the dead. Our escape from death is all thanks to the talisman painted by senior brother Gao Zu. Now senior brother has used the talisman as a sign." Gift, it must be the end of this group of people, and they asked senior brother and sister Chun He to take charge of the revenge plan."
Since someone is taking the lead, how can any group of cultivators not want to avenge their past humiliation?
In the morning light, the tired faces of the cultivators showed a look of excitement that had not been seen in many years.
"This incident happened in Lianyun Village, and our comrades fell without accounting. We must seek justice..." Yu Zhenzi asked solemnly, "But who is this Meng Ling Sect? Have you ever understood it? We can't Go to the Northern Desert and look for a needle in a haystack to find this sect, right?"
"This..." The cultivators were speechless.
The Mengling Sect and Lianyun Village set up a trap to lure the Dayu monks into the trap. No one really knew the details of the Mengling Sect. It would be a laborious and laborious move to act hastily.
The old woman smiled like a night owl, her eyes flashed, she stared at Yan Yun, and said: "Senior brother, I hope that disciple Yan Yun knows something about the origins of Meng Ling Sect."
Yu Zhenzi was stunned and turned to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun said seriously: "Disciple doesn't know."
The octogenarian old woman shouted: "Nonsense, when those Meng Ling Sect disciples atomized, you suddenly appeared and defeated the enemy with the Four Evil Talismans, and more than ten Meng Ling Sect disciples were killed. If you didn't know the details of this sect, how could you know them?" Where is his weakness?"
"I don't know the details of this sect. It came out of the blue and seems to be composed of multiple forces." Yan Yun said, "Well, let me give you a little time, seniors, and let me explain it in detail."
"I was the guard of Dayu Longtou Pass..." Yan Yun began to talk about his experiences in the past six months, from a military general to a monk, from a playboy with no worries about food and clothing, to a patient who shouldered a blood feud. Wait.
A dramatically changed life trajectory slowly took shape in his narration.
A web of conspiracy shrouding the general public in Dayu gradually revealed clues from the clues he had.
But now, this dark force that originally only caused chaos in the mortal world has extended its tentacles to Dayu's world of immortality.
It was related to Yanyun's privacy, so he left out the matter of Di You and Zoe. The former occupied his emotions, while the latter was filled with emotion and guilt.
He also did not reveal that he owned the Netherworld Soul Flag to avoid arousing suspicion. When he used the Netherworld Soul Flag to harvest the souls of Chifeng and nine other Lingtai Realm monks and Meng Ling Sect disciples, he did so very covertly and never removed the souls in the soul flag. Released, and borrowed the strong light and fire when the Four Evil Talismans exploded, to cover up people's eyes and ears.
Of course, Fairy Chunhe knew some details about Yan Yun, but she didn't reveal it.
When Yan Yun finished talking about his experience, Fairy Chun He looked at him with an unexplainable lingering look, probably lamenting his twists and turns in life and his indomitable fighting spirit.
"According to this, the Meng Ling Sect may be divided into multiple strands and attack me from multiple directions?" Bai Hu paused and asked, "These people are so brave, aren't they afraid that they will come back and not come back?"
Master Nishui sneered and said: "Fairy White Fox, if Meng Ling Sect dares to do this, it must be because the famous mountain sects in Dayu disdain to care about the affairs of the mortal world, let alone the life and death of small and medium-sized sects and casual cultivators like us. Otherwise, how dare they make a mistake?"
Bai Hu said: "Why is senior brother so sure?"
Master Nishui said: "Fairy, why should you deceive yourself? Have you forgotten that the sailboat appeared on the high platform of Yuzhu Pavilion the night before?"
"Nishui, don't talk nonsense. If you want to die, don't drag me into the water!" Many Lingtai realm monks, including the octogenarian old woman, shouted in unison.
Master Nishui knew that he had made a mistake in his words, so he quickly made up for it and said, "Yes, yes, I made a mistake. It has nothing to do with you fellow seniors."
When Yan Yun saw this, she thought of the "elephant" in Fairy Chun He's mouth, the existence that made her feel extremely wronged but could not speak outright or even dare to mention it.
Who does this elephant refer to?
Is it just one person, or the "famous sect" as Ni Shuizhen calls it?
Judging from the reactions of the octogenarian old woman and other monks, they were far more afraid of the "elephant" than the Meng Ling Sect who had done many evil things!
"Fellow Taoists, don't go too far. Based on what Yan Yun said, we can probably confirm that these monks from the Meng Ling Sect increase their magical powers by harvesting dead souls. Their scope of activities is concentrated in Dayu, Xiqiang, Beirong, It was the place where Nanman, Dongyi and other foreign tribes fought, and took control of the royal city." Fairy Chunhe raised her voice, "In my humble opinion, the Meng Ling Sect's style is evil and harmful to the world. It is probably because they are worried that what they do will be widely criticized. The famous mountain sects in Yu territory have noticed it, so they have been hiding it. Next, we only need to clarify the target and which point among the five places to start!"
"What Fairy Chun He said is true. Xiqiang and Dayu were facing each other at Fenglindu. The big war had stopped long ago. It must have been Liu Sang and others who were in charge of harvesting the souls of the Meng Ling Sect. The devil's claws have reached out to us and other nearby monks." Yu Zhenzi pinched his beard and speculated, "If Fairy Chunhe hadn't shown her power, they would have succeeded!"
When Yu Zhenzi said this, all the cultivators felt a sense of fear.
"Then let's go to Xiqiang for a walk first. It's close and we are more familiar with each other." Bai Hu asked in a consulting tone.
The cultivators thought about it and all agreed.
Yan Yun originally wanted to speak out and take the cultivators to King Yu's city, but then he thought about it, he would avenge himself, and there was no reason to resort to false accusations, so he held back.
"Senior brother, since we are making such a big move, we still have to use our senior brother's background to report it to..." Master Nishui thought about it again and again and said, "Even if he doesn't bother to help, at least we have shown respect and will not blame me. wait."
Yu Zhenzi nodded and took Li Zhen back to the study. After a while, Li Zhen flew away to Xiao Zhongnan with a letter.
"Master, where are Senior Brother Li Zhen going?" Qing Chan asked.
"It's just a letter, there's no need to wait for her." Yu Zhenzi said.
Yan Yun thought that the person Ni Shui Zhenren wanted to speak to must be the "elephant".
What puzzled him was that it was clear that this "elephant" was of no help to the monks, so why did everyone obey the "elephant"'s orders?
It can be seen that "Elephant" is inextricably linked to the monks present, but he doesn't know it now.
Seeing everyone twisting into a rope, wanting to seek justice for themselves, Master Nishui suddenly asked again: "Is it possible that so many people are heading to Xiqiang in a mighty way?"
Immortal cultivators often live in hiding, and their activities are in places that ordinary people have never heard of. The appearance of more than 200 cultivators at the same time is inevitably a bit shocking.
"If there is a dragon spirit boat from Lianyun Village..." Bai Hu suddenly thought of something and said, "I was waiting for a breakout around the big net. The wind, fire, thunder and lightning were shining non-stop. Could it be that the storage bags of Chifeng, Xu Kongzi and others were... Also fell into the hands of a group of people from the Meng Ling Sect?"
"Most of them are..." Fairy Chunhe said.
"That's such a pity." Bai Hu sighed sadly.
"With the exception of Gan Lingzhou, I grabbed Chifeng's storage bag." Fairy Chunhe faced Yan Yun with a smile, stretched out her right hand and spread her fingers, "There is the storage bag I left with you, give it to me."
It is really the most difficult thing to accept the kindness of a beauty. Yan Yun is familiar with Fairy Chunhe's ability to take advantage.
However, from another level, the storage bag of an intermediate monk in the Lingtai Realm is very coveted, and Fairy Chunhe has become Yan Yun's shield.
Yan Yun took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to Fairy Chun He. Their eyes met and Yan Yun gave her a sharp look.
Fairy Chunhe smiled and said nothing, pressed her hand on the storage bag, and then with a move, a dark war boat appeared in front of her. It had a complete deck, tall masts, and cabins, but it was only the size of a palm. Its body was covered with symbols. arts.
"Get up!" Fairy Chunhe screamed, and the boat instantly swelled, fluttering in the wind, and stood majestically at the top of Xiaozhongnan Taoist Temple.
This boat is too big, and the small Zhongnan Taoist temple occupies a small area, and it seems that it cannot accommodate the mooring of this boat.
The ostentation of Lianyun Village is really big, and the financial resources are even stronger. Such a flying boat is already worth the worth of many Lingtai realm monks.
Zhu Xiu had already seen the astonishing momentum of this stern boat when it was launched, and there were many people who were jealous and sighing. But now that he could become a passenger in the boat, he seemed extremely happy.
The Spring Lotus Fairy summoned her natal magic weapon, a spring lotus leaf, accompanied by auspicious clouds, and carried her up.
The group of corrections were about to use their magical powers to board the boat, when they suddenly heard Fairy Chunhe shouting: "Whoever has intermediate spiritual stones, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five elements of intermediate spiritual stones, no one should be missing."
"What does the fairy want the Five Elements Spiritual Stone for?" Master Nishui asked.
"Without the spirit stone, this flying boat cannot start."
The group of cultivators looked at each other in confusion. Intermediate spirit stones were worth a lot of money. The cost of activating this warship once was a bit too astonishing.
Especially for low-level monks like Ji Zhao and Yuantai who are accustomed to poverty, an ordinary spiritual stone has already made them spend every penny, let alone a mid-level spiritual stone.
Even among the Lingtai Mirror monks, few people possess it. Even if they do, they cherish it extremely much and reserve it for great use. They will never spend it on a flying magic weapon.
"Yan Yun, come up!" Suddenly, Fairy Chunhe called out without any concealment.
"Could it be that this handsome guy saved the mid-level spirit stone for his sister?" Bai Hu joked.
"Sister, you were right."
As soon as Fairy Chunhe finished speaking, a piece of red silk silently descended from the war boat, and before Yan Yun could react, it was tied into a rice dumpling.
Then, Yan Yun was pulled onto the war boat by the red silk without any resistance.
When we boarded the boat, the mountain wind was strong and our eyes were bright. However, we saw patches of mist rising from the high mountains. The huge boat was suspended above it, as if it was floating in the vast blue water. It was so magical and spectacular.
"Give me the spiritual stone!" Fairy Chunhe took everything away, as if Yan Yun inherently owed her something.
At this moment, under the war boat, the white fox shouted with a charming voice and a pun: "Sister, let's wait below. When will you finish your work, you will call us up..."
The old woman tapped the ground with her dragon-head crutch and said to Yu Zhenzi: "Senior Brother, I don't want to say much about your family affairs, but now that the matter has come to this, I still have to advise Senior Brother to restrain his disciples more and don't let him mess up the seniority. .”
"If it is true as my sister said, I am happy for my apprentice." Yuzhenzi smiled, "Even if the seniority is messed up and everyone calls his own, there is no harm in it."
