Thick clouds enveloped Black Mountain City.
Under the dim light, the entire Black Mountain City looked desolate and solemn!
Black Mountain City's city defense formation has been activated, and three-color glass-like flames are flying around a transparent sphere.
There was a big drum set up on the tower. A bare-chested disciple of the Zhanshi Hall, who was covered in tendons and flesh, was holding two sledgehammers and was hitting the drum head at a relatively gentle speed.
Amidst the sound of war drums, the fifty War Master Hall disciples divided into five groups and gathered at the city gate facing the direction of the underground cave. Everyone was breathing rapidly and looked solemn, as if they were facing an abyss.
All the shops in the city were closed, and only the door of the medical center was open. It was extremely busy inside, and it seemed that the injured were being treated.
During this trip to the Black Mountain Crypt, only nine disciples came back alive. The news they brought back made the practitioners both unbelievable and horrified at the same time.
Not to mention what will happen after the news reaches the sect, the danger they face is imminent.
After all, two seniors in the Lingtai realm, Yuzhu and Xu Fei, have died one after another. It is still unclear whether Fairy Qiuyan can withstand the Yin clan.
They need to be prepared to deal with Fairy Qiuyan, or face the legendary demon clan that kills people invisible.
Time passed, and the battle that the disciples were waiting for had not yet begun. Just as everyone was looking at each other, two figures appeared in the huge dark cave.
The former was dressed in red, with a heroic appearance, and a look of unconcealable sadness in his bright eyes.
The latter is a young man in his twenties, with steady steps and extraordinary bearing.
The disciples on the tower were stunned. They had never seen the true face of Fairy Qiuyan, and they also had little memory of Yan Yun, a newcomer.
"Open the city gate." Fairy Qiuyan scolded.
Fairy Qiuyan's voice was very familiar to everyone. She suddenly realized what she was saying, shouted "Senior" and quickly removed the protective formation.
"Open the formation and leave a group of disciples to guard the city gate!" Fairy Qiuyan ordered, and immediately walked straight towards an attic in the city.
"Yan Yun, go to Lingyun Pavilion and find a room to rest until I call you." Fairy Qiuyan said again.
Yan Yun was given the honor of Fairy Qiuyan, who was in the Lingtai Realm, to assign her a residence and to summon her. It was obvious that he had won her trust and reliance.
The disciples didn't know much about Yan Yun, so they couldn't help but express surprise and had quite a discussion in private.
Yan Yunman thought that Lingyun Pavilion was also a Sumeru space. Unexpectedly, after pushing the door open and entering, he realized that he had overthought it.
In the underworld of Black Mountain, there is a place where Yin Qi diffuses. Before a certain time, the spiritual energy is difficult to gather. Moreover, Black Mountain City is only open in winter, so why bother to create a Sumeru space?
Yan Yun sat down on the only futon in the room. Before he fell into meditation, he heard a female cultivator outside the door shouting: "Senior Brother Yan Yun, Senior Qiu Yan wants you to come over."
As Fairy Qiuyan is one of the talkers of Xiaoyao Peak Battle Master Hall's Suzaku Team, her residence is naturally much more spacious, with all the halls and halls just like a wealthy family in the mortal world.
When Yan Yun entered the lobby under the leadership of the female cultivator, Fairy Qiu Yan, who had changed into a black robe, was already sitting at the main seat waiting.
"Sit down!" Fairy Qiuyan said, speaking crisply and clearly, like a female general on the battlefield.
"Thank you, senior." Yan Yun was not polite and sat down at the guest seat beside him.
"Go and invite everyone from outside." Fairy Qiuyan turned to the female cultivator and ordered.
Soon, five ministers arrived hand in hand, but Fairy Qiuyan did not offer her a seat.
Yan Yun was confused in his heart, what did Fairy Qiuyan mean by praising him in such a way?
When Fairy Qiuyan saw everyone gathered, she said in a deep voice: "During this trip to the Netherworld of Black Mountain, the Suzaku team suffered heavy losses. Two senior brothers, Yuzhu and Xu Fei, died one after another. There were also nearly three hundred members of the Fighting Master Hall who had no bones left. Please pass on the order." , the entire Black Mountain City is here to commemorate the passing of our seniors and senior brothers.”
"Yes!" the five chiefs said in unison.
Fairy Qiuyan pointed her jade hand at Yan Yun and said, "His name is Yan Yun. You two should get close to him."
The five chiefs immediately faced Yan Yun and called him senior brother.
Yan Yun immediately stood up and held his hands in front of him as a gift.
"I decree that from today onwards, Yan Yun will be a centurion and lead a column!" Fairy Qiuyan said in a surprising way.
Centurions have always been held by monks in the Lingtai realm, without exception. As soon as Fairy Qiuyan finished speaking, the five chiefs all showed disapproval.
Fairy Qiuyan looked into her eyes and sneered: "Yan Yun has a favor for me to survive. Not only that, he is also an intermediate talisman maker, and he is well versed in the art of taming animals and refining weapons. If I don't expect it, Damn, he is still an alchemist, I dare to ask you, are you not convinced?"
Normally, it would be enough for a monk to acquire one miscellaneous subject, but Yan Yun's ability to cover so many subjects made the five masters look at him with admiration.
"In addition, Yan Yun also participated in the soul seizing meeting of Nanshan Sect and Moyuan Sect, and won a great victory. You must take it seriously!" Fairy Qiuyan shouted.
"I'm Yu Fan, I couldn't see Mount Tai before. Please don't take it off, senior brother." A senior officer bowed and said.
This person had a relationship with Yan Yun once. He was a young disciple that Yan Yun met when he first entered the Zhanshi Hall. At that time, this person evaluated Yan Yun as a "newcomer" and ignored his greetings.
"Senior brother, I feel ashamed to be commended." Yan Yun said.
"I will leave the Black Mountain Netherworld for ten days to report today's events to the sect. In my absence, all matters in the city will be decided by Yan Yun!" Fairy Qiuyan looked around at the cultivators, and then turned her gaze to Yan Yun, "I will What I promised you will be reported to the sect, but you can’t hide your clumsiness. When I return, the news I hope to hear is that all the alien races in the Netherworld of Black Mountain have been wiped out. Can you do it?"
"How dare I disobey the orders of my seniors?" Yan Yun smiled bitterly and took out a tattered Nether Soul Flag from his storage bag and handed it to Fairy Qiuyan.
"This is the Nether Soul Flag of the Meng Ling Sect. Seniors can give it to Senior Xiaoyaozi or Senior Ziyuan Fairy." After Yan Yun finished speaking, he knelt on the ground and paid homage.
"It doesn't have to be like this, I will do my best!"
