In the end, the Southerners had to go back and negotiate another matter. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Unable to break through the defense line of the Northern Army from the front, they crossed the mountain pass in a roundabout way under the cover of night, trying to go behind the lion ghost and cut off the track of the Huojiao steam car 15 kilometers north of the Leijiao Mountains.

Since the track of the Huojiao steam car was in danger of being cut off, the Northern Holy Soul Alliance Army immediately left the trenches and quickly advanced towards the Thunder Jiao Mountains in the starry night.

By the time the northern army poured out of the chaotic mountains rose up at them, the northern army had already built deep ditches and fortifications, erected platoon cannons, and displayed demon slaying knives, just like in Storm Ridge.

However, the wounded soldiers brought mixed news from Storm Ridge that General Lion Ghost's troops had retreated to the Thunder Jiao Mountains, which surprised the people of Storm Valley and caused a little panic.

It was as if a small dark cloud had appeared over the northwest, signaling that a summer storm was coming.

What was the general's idea to let the southerners invade the demon spirit for 20 kilometers?

The mountainous area was originally a natural fortress, and even the raccoon doctor said so, why didn't the lion ghost block the northern army there?

The Lion Ghost once again repelled the Southern Yankees after a desperate battle in the Thunder Jiao Mountains, but the Dark Lord still adopted the tactic of attacking from both flanks, spreading his army in a semicircle, crossing the Demon Spirit River, and attacking the Huojiao Steam Car Track behind the Northern Holy Soul Alliance Army.

Once again, the troops of the Northern Army quickly left their positions to defend the track line of the Huojiao steam car.

Exhausted, especially hungry, from the day and night march, they were forced to make desperate journeys along the valley.

They rushed to the Red Soul Town, six kilometers north of the Leijiao Mountain Range, before the Northern Army, and immediately dug trenches, only waiting for the Southern Yankees to attack as soon as they came. The battle began, the fighting was fierce, and the Northern Army was beaten back.

At this time, the Northern Holy Soul Alliance army was exhausted, so they lay on their backs, hoping to get a respite and rest.

But the enemy didn't let them hurry, and the Dark Lord relentlessly pressed in, forming his troops into a wide lone line, forcing them to retreat once more to defend the tracks of the Fire Jiao Steam Car.

The Northern Holy Soul Alliance army was so tired that they dozed off while marching, and most of them didn't think about anything anymore.

But as soon as they used their brains, they believed in their lion ghosts.

They knew they were retreating, but they also knew they weren't defeated.

They just don't have enough troops to hold their ground and crush the Dark Lord's flank attacks.

As long as the Southerners settle down in one place to fight them, they can wipe out the Northern Army every time.

As for the destination of this retreat, they did not know.

But the lion ghost knew it, and with this they were satisfied, and he commanded the retreat in a skillful manner, so that the losses were few, while the casualties and prisoners of the Southerners were quite large.

They did not lose a single military vehicle, only eight guns.

They also didn't lose the steam rails behind them.

Despite the frontal assault, cavalry raids, and flank detours, the Dark Lord did not make any contact with the Flame Jiao Steam Carriage track.

The key is in the Huojiao steam car track.

The slender track of the Huojiao steam car that snaked through the sunny valley towards the Valley of Clouds and Clouds was still in their hands.

As people lay down to sleep, they could see the rails twinkling faintly in the starlight.

The last thing people saw with their blurred eyes as they fell and died was the railroad tracks that glittered and sparkled in the merciless sun.

As they retreated along the valley, there was a large group of refugees fleeing in front of them.

It were peasants and mountain people, poor and rich, insect spirits and luminous people, wounded on crutches, dying on stretchers, pot-bellied women, white-haired old men, unsteady children, who rode unicorns or walked, together with the unicorns and carts full of chests and household belongings, which crowded the entire track of the Huojiao steam car.

The refugees marched five kilometers in front of the army, in the Thunder Jiao Mountains, in the Red Soul, and in the Demon Soul for a few moments, hoping to hear the news that the Southerners had been repulsed so that they could return to their homes, but there was no trace of anyone returning on this sunny road.

Everywhere the Northern Holy Soul Alliance passed, there were empty mansions, abandoned Sacred Valley Fields, and lonely huts with open doors.

Occasionally, a lone woman and a few servants could be seen there, cheering at the passing procession by the side of the road, bringing buckets of well water to quench their thirst, binding the wounded and burying the dead in their own graves.

Generally speaking, however, the sun-drenched valleys are deserted, and the crops are left untended in the blazing fields.

The lion ghost's forces were outflanked again at Red Soul, so he retreated to Snow Jiao Mountain, where a fierce battle took place, then to the Spider Forest, and then to the north of the Spider Forest.

Now the enemy forces have advanced eighty kilometers from Storm Ridge. Later, after fighting and retreating, they ran for another twenty kilometers, and when they arrived at the Bat God Church, the Northern Holy Soul Alliance army dug a trench and lined up, determined to hold on.

The Northern Army meandered like a cruel python, fiercely pursuing, sometimes flinching after being wounded, but then catching up again.

After twenty days and nights of fierce fighting in the Church of the Ring, every attack of the Northern Army was repulsed.

But then the griffin was outflanked again, and had to retreat a few kilometers back from the increasingly dwindling troops.

The casualties of the Northern Holy Soul Alliance Army in the Church of the Ring were heavy.

The wounded soldiers were transported to the Valley of Wind and Cloud by a series of fire steam wagons, and the whole city was terrified, the city had never seen so many wounded soldiers even after the Battle of the Rotting Corpse.

The hospital was packed, and the wounded soldiers were lying on the floor of the empty shop and on the brocade bags in the warehouse.

All the inns, apartments and private houses were filled with the sick and wounded. Aunt Salted Fish's house was also assigned some people, and although she protested, saying that the weak was pregnant, that it was inconvenient for strangers to come in, and that the messy situation would cause her to give birth prematurely, but to no avail, the wounded soldier still moved in.

Emperor Ling said: "Jiao'er, there will be a fierce battle later, the spirit knife in the room is rampant, it is very dangerous, uncle can't be distracted to protect you! You go outside for a walk!" Zhou Bo felt sad in his heart: "Listen to everyone's tone, this Moyun Palace's main body technique is extremely powerful, uncle's Shuiyang Spirit Knife Method is a new practice, I don't know if the enemy can beat him, if there is negligence, how to do it?"

Then he said: "Uncle, I-I'm going to follow you, I don't worry about you fighting with others-", and when he said the last few words, his voice was already choked!

Emperor Ling's heart also moved: "This child is very filial!"

The Empty Immortal Venerable said: "Jiao'er, you sit in front of me, no matter how powerful the Moyun Palace Master is, he can't hurt you even a single hair!"

His voice was still cold, but there was a lot of arrogance in his words! Zhou Bo said: "Yes!"

Bent down and walked in front of the Empty Immortal Venerable, not daring to look at his face, and also sat cross-legged against the wall!

The body of the Empty Immortal Venerable is much taller than Zhou Bo, covering his body, the Spirit Emperor is grateful, and reassured, the right person The Empty Immortal Venerable uses the Empty Immortal Technique to shed his hair for himself, this hand of Immortal Skill is enough to be proud of the world, and it is more than enough to protect Zhou Bo!

Suddenly, there was silence in the Temple of Dawn!

After a while, I only heard the Wuji Pavilion Master say: "Palace Master, please move the Dawn Temple here!"

Another voice said, "There is the Lord of the Pavilion leading the way!"

Zhou Bo listened to this voice very kindly and modestly, polite, and by no means a strong and domineering person!

There are about a dozen people listening to the footsteps!

Hearing this, Wuji pushed open the door and said, "Palace Master, please!"

The Lord of Moyun Palace said: "Offended!"

Stepping into the temple, he saluted the Immortal Venerable of the Empty Color, and said: "The younger generation of the Immortal Jiao Kingdom, Mo Yun Vulture, see the predecessor Immortal Venerable! There is impermanence, the Twin Spirit Tree is immortal, north and south, east and west, neither false nor empty!"

Zhou Bo pondered: "What do these four verses mean?"

The Empty Immortal Venerable was shocked in his heart: "The Lord of Moyun Palace has profound knowledge of the sky, and it really deserves his reputation! As soon as he saw him, he revealed the origin of the Void God I had participated in!"

The Empty Color Immortal Venerable has been quietly participating in the Empty God for decades, and he can only cultivate to the realm of half empty and half color, and cannot cultivate to a higher level of the realm of 'non-empty and non-color, also empty and colorful', in order to hear the words of the Moyun Palace Lord, he was awe-inspiring, and said: "The palace master is far away, and he is not far away!"

Moyun Palace's lord Moyun Vulture: "Tianjiao's prestige, the little god admires, today to see the treasure, I am very happy!"

The master of Wuji Pavilion said: "Palace master, please take a seat!"

Moyun Vulture thanked and sat down!

Zhou Bo thought to himself, "This Moyun Palace Lord doesn't know what he looks like?"

Quietly turned his head sideways, and looked out from the side of the empty Immortal Venerable, only to see a god sitting on the east futon, wearing a yellow robe! Not more than fifty years old, clothed and shoeed, his face was radiant, and there was a faint flow of treasure light, just like a pearl and a precious jade, naturally shining! Zhou Bo only glanced at him a few times, and he felt admiration and closeness!

Looking out from the door again, I saw eight or nine men standing outside the door, most of them were hideous and terrifying, not like Tianjiao people, who were the entourage brought by the master of Moyun Palace from the Immortal Jiao Kingdom!

Mo Yunhu clasped his hands together and said: "The saint said: Immortal, immortal, impure! The little god root cried the holy sea blunt, and failed to understand love and hatred of life and death! The little god has a friend in his life, he is the Lingshui family of Tianjiao Country, the unequaled surname is Zhou, and the grandson's name is an 'empty' word!"

In the past, the little god met with him, and talked about the fairy and the spirit knife!

This Mr. You Zhou is all-encompassing in the world's immortal learning, omniscient, the little god has to be pointed out for a few days, the doubts in his life, quite a solution, and Mr. You Zhou has given him the holy scroll of the best immortal learning, deeply gracious and virtuous, dare not or forget!

I don't mean that the Great Immortal Holy Heaven will not take a holiday, and Mr. Zhou Yi will return to Bliss!

The little god has a reluctant request, and he still hopes that the hall master is empty!"

The master of Wuji Pavilion said: "The palace master and Mr. You Zhou have a relationship, that is, karma, fate is over, why force it? Mr. You Zhou is reborn in bliss, the lotus pond is sacred, and he learns immortals in the world, how can he take any more measures?

Mo Yun Vulture said: "The pavilion master's guidance is indeed the most reasonable! Just because the little god is stubborn by nature, he has been in retreat for 50 days, and it is always difficult to break the feeling of missing his good friends! Mr. You Zhou talked about the world's spirit knife method back then, and he was convinced that the 'soul holy light' of the Immortal Dawn Temple was the first in the world's worry-free spirit knife, and he hated not seeing it, which was the biggest regret in his life!"

Wuji said: "Our pavilion is in a remote place, and I have to be loved by Mr. You Zhou, and I really feel spoiled! But I don't know why Mr. You Zhou came to borrow the Spirit Sword Holy Scroll Pavilion in person?"

The Moyun vulture sighed, changed its color miserably, and was silent for a long time before saying:

"Mr. You Zhou knows that this holy scroll is the treasure of your pavilion, and he calmly asks for the pavilion, and he will not be allowed!

He said that the Immortal Spirit Jiao clan was the emperor, and he did not forget the righteousness of the gods and demons in the past, he loved the people for ten miles, and Ze was born by the common people, and it was inconvenient for him to steal and steal!"

Since Mr. You Zhou looks down on the Fairy Spirit Jiao clan very much, the palace master is his friend, and he must remember Mr. You Zhou's will!"

Mo Yunwu said: "It's just that the little god once boasted that day: 'The little god is the master of the Immortal Jiao Palace, and he has no relatives and no reason in the Xianling Jiao clan, and the two countries of the Xianjiao Immortal Spirit have no relatives and friendship!

The big husband has made a promise, and he has no regrets in life or death! The little god has this promise to Mr. You Zhou, and he must not break his promise!"

As he spoke, he lightly slapped his palms three times! Two men outside the door brought in a carrion corpse Gu box and placed it on the ground! With a flick of the sleeves of Moyun Vulture's robe, the lid of the box opened without wind, only to see a small golden box shining brightly! Moyun Vulture leaned over and took out the golden box and held it in his hand!

Wuji said in his heart: "I, people from outside the party, are we still greedy for some rare treasures? Besides, the Jiao clan is the master of the fairy spirit country, and he has more than 150 years of savings, and he is still afraid of playing with gold and silverware?"

But I saw that the Moyun Vulture opened the lid of the gold box and took out three old books!

He flipped it casually, and Wuji and the others glanced at it, and saw that there were pictures and texts in the book, all of which were written by the original ink!

Mo Yunwu stared at these three books, and suddenly tears dripped down, splashing wet clothes, and his expression was sad and sad!

Wuji and others were all surprised!

The empty color immortal venerable said: "The palace master thinks of his old friend, and the dust is not pure, isn't it worthy of the word 'high god'?"

The Lord of Moyun Palace lowered his head and said: "Immortal Venerable - with the wisdom of slaughtering demons, great supernatural powers, not beyond the reach of small gods! These three volumes of body magic tips are Mr. You Zhou's handwriting, expounding the gist of the one hundred and eight divine powers of the Holy Jiao Sect, the practice method, and the way to crack it!"

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked: "The one hundred and eight divine powers of the Holy Jiao Sect are famous all over the world, and it is said that since the founding of the Holy Jiao, there was a high god who had twenty-three magical powers at the beginning of the Jiaojiao, and there has never been a second person who has practiced more than twenty doors!"

It is already unbelievable that this Mr. You Zhou can know the gist of the one hundred and eight sects of the Holy Jiao, and as for the way to crack it, it is even more incredible!"

I only heard Mo Yunwu continue: "Mr. You Zhou has given these three strange books, and the little gods have benefited a lot from reading and studying! I am now willing to exchange these three strange books with your pavilion for the Soul Holy Light Treasure Holy Scroll! If all the immortals allow the little gods to complete the promise of the past years, I am really grateful!"

The master of Wuji Pavilion was silent, and thought to himself: "What is recorded in these three volumes, if it is really one hundred and eight divine powers of the Holy Jiao Pavilion, then after this pavilion obtains this book, it can not only be on a par with the Holy Jiao in terms of immortal science, but also surpass it!

Mo Yun Vulture said: "When your pavilion gives the treasure holy scroll, you can keep a copy of it, all the immortals respect the ten miles of small gods, Ze and white bones, and they are not damaged, one also!"

The little god worshiped the treasure yellow and immediately sealed it, never peeped privately, and personally sent it to Mr. You Zhou's tomb for incineration.

The immortals of your pavilion have a deep learning, and they have not asked for anything else, but the crystal of his immortal mountain can attack jade, and the one hundred and eight divine powers of the Holy Jiao Pavilion do have unique secrets, among which the "Tai Chi Shadowless Finger", "Doroye Finger", "Holy Light Breaking Demon Finger" three demon fingerings, and Guijiao finger guns have a mutual corroboration of the technique, three also!" (To be continued.) )