Steward Qing had already handed over the task of managing the Demon Crystal Mine to the Elders of the Sword Dao Sect, and when Jian Wushuang saw Yun Mo coming, he was a little surprised, and hurriedly walked over and asked, "Sect Master, what's wrong?"

Yun Mo said: "Give me all the news that has been transmitted back in the past month. ”

Although Jian Wushuang was puzzled in his heart, he didn't ask anything, turned around and left, and after a while, he hurried back with a stack of papers.

After Yun Mo looked through them one by one, he came to another boundary map and spread it on the ground.

I found a pen, scribbled a few strokes on the boundary map, slowly straightened up, and said, "Sure enough." ”

Jian Wushuang didn't know what to do, and the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable who came in a hurry didn't understand it, and asked, "What are you doing in a hurry?"

Yun Mo pointed to the boundary map and said: "The scale of the Four Holy Land Alliance has not continued to expand, but has become smaller, and the forces that have been divided are rushing to the border with all their might, but there have been no large-scale battles on the border recently, and at the same time, the confrontations between the squad scouts have become more frequent and tragic, don't you think this is abnormal?"

The Dream Crystal Demon Venerable didn't know anything about the movement of the army between the cultivators, and when he heard Yun Mo's question, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, "How do I know?"

Yun Mo smiled awkwardly and said, "Let's put it this way, the series of actions of the Four Holy Lands are all due to one reason, that is, the pressure is exerting on the side of the Demon Domain, and I am afraid it is still a lot of pressure. ”

The Dream Crystal Demon Venerable thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Is it because of that little fart?"

"Do you think there are other reasons?" Yun Mo sighed, "They said they came to play with me, but they were actually helping me." He is the high priest above the ten thousand people in the Demon Domain, and he wants to come to the Shiwei Realm, although many people can stop it, but no one dares to stop it. He went crazy, whether it was the Demon King Palace, or the big families of the Qing family, or the King of Ten Thousand Slaves, he could only go crazy. ”

Somnambula Demon Venerable frowned, "Crazy?"

Yun Mo said, "As the High Priest of the Demon Domain, I am afraid that when he steps into the Demon Realm, there will be countless assassins, countless strong men, and locusts rushing over, but he is desperate to come to the Demon Realm, isn't it crazy?

Jian Wushuang on the side asked in disbelief, "How can he have such great ability as a child?"

Yun Mo smiled bitterly, "Although he is a child, he is also the high priest, the spokesperson of the Great Demon God in the world, and what he points to is the desire of hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators. The power of faith is terrifying. ”

The Dream Crystal Demon Venerable was slightly stunned and asked, "He did this to help you?"

Yun Mo nodded helplessly, and said, "As long as the Demon Cultivation Army is overwhelmed, and the Four Holy Lands are too busy to take care of themselves, how can they dare to attack my Sword Dao Sect with all their might?

There was a moment of silence.

Jian Wushuang was digesting this shocking news, while the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable sighed in his heart, that little fart kid who only knew how to fight cocks and dogs and squatted on the ground to watch ants every day could have so much energy.

After a long time, Yun Mo muttered, "Ling Yun learned the art of heavenly arithmetic, and he didn't calculate how to break the dilemma in front of him, probably because he stood too low and didn't see the variables on the other side of the Demon Domain. ”

He shook his head to himself, and laughed at himself, "How can I see it? ”

After Yun Mo and the Dream Crystal Demon Venerable left, Jian Wushuang stood in front of the boundary map and was silent for a long time.

The disciple who refined the magic crystal saw that the Great Elder's face was still there, and walked over to see what was going on, but suddenly saw that gloomy face, and suddenly stopped and left in a hurry.

A few months ago, when the western expedition was entering the mountain, Jian Wushuang handed over the jade slip that recorded the art of heavenly arithmetic to Ling Yun, and asked Ling Yun to deduce it with the art of heavenly arithmetic.

Jian Wushuang slowly put away the boundary map and muttered to himself in a low voice: "That's right, Ling Yun is right, the actions of the Demon Domain, the reactions of the Four Holy Lands, he has calculated them, but he still hasn't found a way to solve this matter." ”

The Great Elder of the Sword Dao Sect, who had unconsciously developed a lot of white hair, slowly raised his head, looked through the huge and long underground tunnel, looked at the faint heavenly light above his head, and said softly, "When he opened the Heavenly Extreme Ghost Eye, he stood in the sky, and who else in the world stood taller than him?"

These things, for some reason, he didn't mention them to Yun Mo.

Neither did Ling Yun.

Only God knows, you know, I know, and between the two, it seems that some kind of tacit understanding has been reached.

Jian Wushuang put away the boundary map and slowly walked towards the storage room, his back looked a little lonely and a little rickety, as if he had an invisible heavy burden on his shoulders.

One of the disciples asked, "Senior Brother Li, what's wrong with Elder Wushuang?" ”

The young disciple who was called Senior Brother Li said, "I don't know, Elder Wushuang has always been a good man, but it seems that after the great battle from the west, he has become moody. ”

The disciple lowered his voice and said, "Is it because of the cultivation realm? The other two peak masters have all entered the Spirit Void Realm, and the Peerless Elder has stayed in the Tribulation Breaking Period for many years, as if he has not yet cultivated to the peak of the Tribulation Realm. ”

The disciple surnamed Li sighed and said, "This kind of thing, who knows, but Elder Wushuang has recently spent a lot of time with his wife and children, and every time he sees them, he is a family of three and a harmonious appearance, and only then will Elder Wushuang have a smile on his face." ”

The door of the storage room opened, Jian Wushuang walked out, and the two disciples who were whispering hurriedly pretended to work and flashed aside.

Just after March, it is the season when the warbler flies and the grass grows, the sword path sect has changed into light clothes up and down, because the army is strict and there is no human affection to talk about and got a captain Chi Yama King Yu Chi Longxiang, the unprecedented relaxation of the rest time, changed to a morning training for one and a half hours, afternoon training for two hours, the rest of the time can be arranged by themselves, so every sunset, the disciples of the Kendo Sect and the Dragon Elephant Army, who have been drained of most of their physical strength, run to the edge of the West Lake like a wild horse, take off their shirts, and plunge into the lake water that is still a little cold, and take a bath comfortably。

The lotus leaves in the lake, the beautiful scenery of the beautiful woman boating, was spoiled by these shirtless men who were full of sour smell, and even the great elder Jian Wushuang, who had to take his wife and children to the lake to raft every evening, did not have this leisure and leisure, who wants to see a group of bare-chested guys splashing into the water like dumplings?

Of course, those female disciples will naturally not run over to take an open-air bath without shame, and when they return to the special bathhouse to wash and get dressed, they will come to the lake in twos and threes, and it will become a beautiful scenery again, and even compare the spring color of the West Lake.

Those disciples or Dragon Elephant Army cultivators who are still soaking in the lake, the more timid and shy, will blush, and hide far away, and the bolder ones will stare at those slender female disciples, judging while watching, and even shameless, they will even learn from those prodigal disciples in the world, whistling at the female disciples with good faces and good figures, these people are the objects of Liu Laoliu's scolding.

Every time the Kendo Sect arrives like this, it becomes a paradise.

However, this good life did not last long, and it was driven away by the aura of slaughter that permeated everywhere.

The alliance of the four holy lands has reached a hundred miles away from the Kendo Sect. >