Chapter 12: The Transformation of the Scorpion Tiger
The scorpion tiger's village does not look like a place to hide dirt and dirt, although few people know about this place, but when they come here, they will be very surprised that this will be the famous scorpion tiger station in the Qingchou realm, because this is not like a bandit living in the encirclement of the cottage, but a castle built on the Qingchou Mountain, which is inhabited by a powerful big family, dignified and solemn, all available.
However, at this time, this "family" is obviously a little under-defended, and several uninvited guests have already felt the emptiness of the garrison force from afar, as if they have just experienced some accidents, although they have not acted rashly, but they have all come here, and they will obviously not leave easily.
The person who came was naturally the four strange people that Zhao Lingzhu met in Lizhan, and the Qingmu monk was the first to speak: "I have been waiting here for a day, what is the reason, it turned out to be that the scorpion tiger is so empty at this time, how can the scorpion tiger have more than ten half-immortal monks guarding here in ordinary times, but now it seems that it may not be enough for us to divide the ...... equally."
Mingzhu's words seem to have some scruples, there must be demons when they are abnormal, the strength of the scorpion tiger is extremely strong, it is not at all an ordinary earth immortal monk can be shaken, more than a dozen half-immortal monks together, if the earth immortal does not take the opportunity to fly in the sky, I am afraid that they will not be able to run, the purpose of the four of them coming here is self-evident, naturally it is to deal with the scorpion tiger who is the disaster party, as for the reason for the people to eliminate harm or there are other twists and turns, it is unknown, the Qingmu monk Ming Zhu is very suspicious of the emptiness of the scorpion tiger at this time, if it is a trap, Coming specifically for himself and others, then even the four Earth Immortal Cultivators are not completely sure.
"Our whereabouts should be top secret, after all, we have been hiding our tracks for decades, and outsiders don't know our information at all, and gathering here at this time will not be known by outsiders, and it is impossible to make preparations in advance." The middle-aged monk frowned and spoke. Of course, it is a top secret for them to come here, if it weren't for the fact that they had agreed to get together here more than ten years ago, they would not have met in the stack, as for the purpose of coming here, of course, it was to raze the scorpion tiger, and it was nonsense for outsiders to learn about them, and it was also a fantasy for the four earth immortal-level monks to be detected by the monks of the scorpion tiger.
"In that case, it means that the scorpion tiger has just experienced a change, maybe even a few days ago, and I waited for such a coincidence?" The old beggar asked suspiciously.
"It shouldn't be bad." The middle-aged monk replied hesitantly, after all, there was no other answer, and this seemed to be the only explanation.
"If that's the case, I'd better rush in directly, and it's even more sure to attack it if it's unprepared, and if it's too late, there will be variables." The Qingmu monk listened and expressed his opinion, but his eyes were already looking at the white-clothed monk's poem, which had not expressed his opinion.
“…… Such a natural opportunity cannot be missed, but be cautious of danger, lest it be really an ambush and be caught off guard, the most important thing is that our target should not be placed on those half-immortals of the scorpion tiger, our target is only one person, and the danger of that person has already overcome all, don't be careless! The white-clothed monk's face seemed indifferent, but the three immortals who actually knew a lot about him had obviously discovered poetry? The excitement of emotion, saying that this reminds himself and others that it is the last reason of this monk who has been tormented by his own emotions for decades.
"I'll know."
After responding, the three of them had disappeared without a trace, apparently making their own preparations.
The scorpion tiger's Dazhai also has a solemn gate, although it is of little significance to the immortals who come and go, but if it is a family, then this side is a very important "face". Zhao Lingzhu still has a gate when he is still in Qipeng Village, has been accidentally overturned by Zhao Lingzhu, although the baby Zhao Lingzhu in the hearts of the whole village has not been punished, but has been well educated, Zhao Lingzhu's uncle, Ji Hai and other good hands in the village immediately went out, to the inkstone mountain to find suitable materials for the door, three days later late at night to come back, overnight let the best craftsmen in the village process the best materials into the gate, hurry up, and also sent two congenital monks to watch the door, this is a cottage" façade".
The façade of the scorpion tiger is naturally not comparable to the Qipeng Zhai of the highest cultivation and the peak of the purple mansion, just the gate keeper is the four monks of the late stage of the Yuan Shen, this is not just used to protect the gate or act as a guard, the guard has another secret whistle, what they mark here is the heritage and atmosphere of the scorpion tiger. The material of the door is naturally not the sturdy wood mined from Yanshan such as Qi Pengzhai, but the entire door is made of ore that is enough to forge ground-level magic weapons, and the value of a door is already above several ground-level magic weapons.
But the four uninvited guests were obviously not frightened by this, but seemed to walk towards the gate undisguisedly, until they reached a zhang away, the monk guarding the door reacted as if he had just woken up from a dream, but these monks with the lowest cultivation were also in the late stage of the Yuan Shen obviously did not expect their own ending, and then they wanted to convey information to the village at the same time, they felt the distortion of their own world, the middle-aged monk did not know when he had come behind them, and he did not see the weapons in his hands, and the four monks guarding the door had already fallen to the ground, Before they lost consciousness, the monks wondered if the sentinels would be able to get the word out about the invasion. The answer was obvious, almost at the same time, they saw that the secret sentinels hidden in the shadows, some of them knew and some did not know, were found one by one, and were all beheaded by a young monk and an old monk named Hanako, and their heads rose to the sky, and the doubts, disbelief, and dead ashes revealed in their eyes must be exactly the same as in their own eyes!
The small local branch on the outskirts of Beichen Prefecture is known as the master of the Yuan Shen monk who fell to the ground at this time, and this is far from the end, the three monks can almost be said to have slashed all the way in, taking away the lives of many monks, and poetry? He walked wordlessly on this blood-stained road, looking cold.
Maybe the garrison of the scorpion tiger is too empty, or the strength of the three earth immortal monks is too amazing, when the monks of the scorpion tiger really reacted, the four uninvited guests were already standing in the center of the scorpion tiger's main hall, and the four uninvited guests confronted the scorpion tiger's big boss and the two half-immortals who did not go to hunt down Zhao Lingzhu, the scorpion tiger's bandits were constantly pouring towards the main hall, surrounding the four intruders, it seemed to be a turtle in the urn, in fact, these low-level monks had no meaning here.
When the big boss of the scorpion tiger saw the four people and did not show obvious surprise, he swept the faces of the four earth immortals one by one, and reached the last poem? I couldn't help but nod, and my mouth seemed to whisper, saying to others or to myself:
"You're finally here."
The certainty in his words obviously knew that the four of them would come sooner or later, neither nervous nor afraid, as if it was not the four earth immortals whose cultivation was above him, but a few old friends who had not seen him for a long time, and there was a bit of nostalgia.
The four monks stared at the big boss of the scorpion tiger, but they didn't have the indifferent look of the big boss, they were all emotional, and their eyes looked at him with undisguised killing intent and hatred.
"Stand down, all of you...... It's all old friends, let's reminisce about the old days, let's retreat......" Seeing that the four of them didn't speak, the scorpion and tiger boss didn't care, waved his hand, and signaled the monks under his hand to leave, relaxed and happy.
"The ...... in charge," a half-immortal hesitated.
"Go ahead." Just two words, but this half-immortal did not hesitate anymore, turned around and left.
The two demi-immortals dispersed like a tide with the scorpion tiger bandits, and there were only five figures left in the empty hall, but the atmosphere was far more depressing than before. In the end, it was the scorpion tiger who spoke first:
"I haven't seen you for years...... Liu'er, how are you doing? ”