The village doesn't know the years, after all, life is a little monotonous.

More than a year has passed, and the peaceful daily life of the deserted village will also be completely shattered.

It was the height of summer, and it was not the right season for hunting in a deserted village. Under the scorching sun, the short distance from the deserted village to the Great Demon Mountain consumes a lot of physical strength.

Horses can also get tired, at least in the scorching sun, and they will have to wait a lot of time to rest.

Therefore, in addition to busy farm work, most of the villagers do some handicraft work at home, and busy people can also be seen on the streets.

The long street is sheltered by a wide canopy, which blocks a lot of sunlight, so that the villagers can not be afraid of the scorching heat.

The deserted village in the afternoon seemed very quiet, and there was almost no superfluous sound except for the song of the leaves and the song of the cicadas.

Today, however, there was a very discordant note.

"Bell, bell, bell. ”

This is the gong at the entrance of the village, and it will only be used when there is an urgent call.

Liu Laosan walked out of the door and stretched his waist greatly, looking like his injuries had healed.

He shook his knuckles, made a crisp sound, and said irritably: "Which bastard struck the gong, Lao Tzu has a good nap!"

After yawning, he reluctantly walked slowly to the entrance of the village.

When Liu Laosan arrived, the entrance of the village was already full of people, and everyone looked quite anxious.

The young man beside the gong was naked, with obvious signs of sunlight, and the horses beside him sat on their knees, both panting heavily.

Only then did Liu Laosan realize the seriousness of the matter, and that person should be the person on duty at the sentinel this week.

"Let it go, let it all go. He shouted as he pushed aside the villagers in front of him and rushed to the sentry man.

"What's going on, is it what happened to the Great Demon Mountain?"

The man was sweating like rain, and he didn't know whether it was tears or sweat in his eyes, and he gasped: "Big... Great Demon Mountain ...... Demon Beast... Demon, huhu, beast tide!"

Liu Laosan hugged the villager and said with a frightened face: "Beast tide! What's going on! Why is this happening?" ”

"I... We. The villagers said that it was very difficult, and Liu Laosan immediately untied the wooden pot at his waist and patted him on the back while feeding him water.

The man paused for a while, and said solemnly: "The whole mountain, in front of the entire Great Demon Mountain, is full of fierce beasts and demon beasts, and the people from other villages have also withdrawn to report the news." ”

"Why, do you have a clue?"

"These days, I often see strange lights in the distance in the sky, and the mountains are always moving!"

"Not good!" Liu Laosan clenched his fists, the most feared thing had finally happened, if the reason was as they guessed last time, such a beast tide was simply not something that hundreds of villages could resist.

The villagers were also panicked, after all, most of them were helpless about it.

"Village Chief, please go to other villages to inquire about the situation, I will immediately find someone to go to the city for help!" Liu Laosan said, and the people flew away.

Now I can only do everything I can to stop it, although there were signs before the incident, but the people of the deserted village who are used to such an ordinary life have never expected today's situation.

Once the beast tide occurs, the threat is far more than the forty-nine villages, not to mention that this time it is not so much the beast tide as the demon tide.

There are currently four hundred and forty-one villages in the deserted village, and according to the geographical location, the demon tide needs to break through the four or five stories of long streets when attacking as a whole.

In the middle of summer, the good horses can't stand the tiredness of running, and even if they go to the town for less than half a month, they will definitely not be able to rush back in the first place.

After Liu Laosan left, the village chief tapped the gong, signaled everyone to be quiet, and said solemnly: "This beast tide is extraordinary, and we must face it together with the entire deserted village, but everyone can rest assured, how can four hundred villages be no match for a big mountain! As long as you work together, there is no hurdle that our deserted village can't overcome!"

At this time, empty and powerless slogans are indeed more useful than anything.

Everyone nodded, and there were also young men and teenagers shouting and cheering: "The deserted village will win!

Of course, it was only them, the patrol team and Yunfeng were well aware of the ferocity of the demon beasts, and they all watched silently from the sidelines, their brows tightly locked and they didn't say a word.

After a commotion at the entrance of the village, the villagers returned to their homes, but in fact, many people still felt that they had nothing to do with themselves, and did not realize that the disaster had befallen them.

It was not until the evening that the village chief returned to the village and immediately called a meeting of the patrol members.

"I've learned about the situation, the beast tide has begun!" the village chief said heavily.

"What! Why is it so fast! Isn't it just beginning to assemble!" Liu Laosan's body shook and said.

"This is nothing, the worst thing is that the beast tide is out of order, the demon beasts, fierce beasts, insects and snakes are rushing straight down without fear of death, and the newly built village has no power to parry at all!"

Everyone's expressions changed, and Lao Wang's cheeks trembled and said, "That... Aren't those new villages at the front..."

"It's gone. ”

As soon as the village chief spoke, the atmosphere of the meeting suddenly fell silent, and Yun Feng could feel it, and even the wind was full of grief and anger.

The village chief lowered his head slowly and continued to speak: "Although the village chief immediately conveyed the order to retreat, the new village was already in ruins before the order arrived. Fortunately, the monsters were scattered, so the march often stopped, so we had time to react. ”

"The current decision is to abandon the front line, all the villages after the two hundred villages will retreat, and all the old villages will immediately go to the second long street to establish a defensive line, ready to meet the beast tide. ”

After taking a sip of tea and taking a short break, the village chief concluded: "In general, it was all of us fighters and workers who went to the second long street to prepare for the battle, while the village was ready to receive the refugees and wounded. ”

Silence is troublesome, but it is the most effective method.

At night, the forty-nine villages, or the first long street, are breezy in the evening, and what blows is not the lights of thousands of homes, but the tears and sorrows.

People who want to go to the second long street to say goodbye to their families also choose to go together, but those who are not helpful to the defense are naturally not allowed to go with their entourage, after all, the space on the long street is limited.

In the early morning of the second day, everyone stayed up late to pack their luggage, loaded the materials hidden in the village onto the four-wheeled cart, and the group set off for the second long street.

The craftsmen were taken away by the patrolmen on horseback, while the rest of the team were responsible for delivering the materials as quickly as possible.

Because of the proximity of the destinations, there are occasional encounters with convoys from other villages.

The team members of the other villages were really full of milk, and several people pulled a cart full of materials together, and walked quickly with red faces and sweating profusely.

However, the forty-nine villages are very different, Yunfeng is holding a small bundle of thick hemp rope to pull the convoy, walking leisurely.

The casual appearance is not pretentious, but the four-wheeled vehicle is rough in workmanship and transports a lot of goods, so the speed is deliberately controlled so as not to damage the material.

So much so that before reaching the second long street, the heroic posture of Yunfeng has been imprinted in the hearts of everyone.

"Huhu, huh, this, is this a person?" said another villager.

"God, this one person can do the work of several people. ”

The people of Forty-Nine Village smiled noncommittally, for more than a year, Yun Feng had already become the core of the team, and his current strength could be said to be no problem in killing demon beasts with his bare hands.

Yunfeng pulled the cart, and everyone was on the side to prevent the materials from scattering, and it didn't take long to arrive at the second long street.

The long street is a bit deserted, and most of the craftsmen who were already on this long street went to build outside the village, and the rest were also working in the workshops. Most of the people walking on the street are villagers who set off in the middle of the night, and most of them are the third longest street.

Now everyone is busy distributing housing, and if they come late, they can only set up tents or even lay on the floor.

Liu Laosan and Lao Wang arrived first with people, and the room was naturally divided, and the helpers left on the second street came to the house with Yunfeng and his party, obviously the first ones were not in the house.

After the luggage was placed, Yun Feng stayed in the house alone, and the rest of the people went to sort out and carry the materials, Yun Feng had not done these things in the forty-nine villages, so he stayed alone.

The sun has not yet set, and the sky has been dyed with a touch of red glow, and it is said that "the morning glow does not go out, and the sunset travels thousands of miles" is out of place today.

It is more appropriate to say that "there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck".

Although Yun Feng was still young, he looked like a teenager, and his sad look looking out the window seemed more mature.

"The people on the street are still fighting while retreating, and our side can only be responsible for answering in order not to disturb the team. Looking at it this way, the slowest way for the beast tide to break through will not exceed tomorrow night. ”

Mo Yunfeng stroked his long white hair, and his heart was entangled inexplicably.

"It's only been a little over a day, whether I'm practicing or not. "This question has been bothering Yunfeng for more than a year, and now is the time to make a choice.

Just as he was staring at the window in a daze, a human face appeared on the impermeable glass window.

"Of course it's practice, otherwise, you'll die!"

The face that was incomparably similar to Yun Feng let out a demonic murmur, and the blurred window even faintly reflected the tragic state of Yun Feng's death.

Yun Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly jumped up in fright, but the illusion disappeared again.

"I'm thinking about it again, it seems that I want to practice in my heart, then, then practice!" Yun Feng thought it was his own thoughts, he wanted to practice but was always afraid, so he hallucinated.

The obscure words echoed in Yun Feng's heart, and the moment his mind emerged, countless spiritual qi roared.

For such a long time, the introduction of the Tiansha Ancient Scroll, which has only a few hundred words, has been silently memorized in Yun Feng's heart thousands of times, and Yun Feng wants to understand its essence, so he has been silently reciting and comprehending.

And at the moment when the idea is decided, the realization and experience of this period of time come one after another, and the process of comprehension is directly condensed.

Cultivation is irreversible!

On the long street, the spiritual wind howled, but from the perspective of mortals, there was nothing unusual on the street.

The villagers looked at the sky soaked in red clouds, but could not find where the wind was coming from.

Where the cloud wind was, the aura rushed through the window and poured in frantically, like a tired bird returning to the forest.

Yun Feng looked at his body in surprise, it seemed that his strength was many times more than before, but there was no feeling of improvement, or recovery was more appropriate.

"Cultivation, has it changed so much, or do I have some talent?" Yun Feng clenched his fists and muttered to himself, but when he saw the broken window, his momentum suddenly collapsed.

"Oh no, I've got to make an excuse for this. ”

Just when he was depressed, there was suddenly more information in his mind.

The first weight of Tiansha, sharpen the finger bones of hundreds of beasts, condense the blood of the spirit, seal the prison seal, seal the right index finger, and repair the "Heavenly Hell Finger".

Yun Feng sensed the magic tricks and prison marks that appeared in his heart, and he couldn't help but panic in his heart. The first weight is so bloody and horrible that it can be repaid later.

When everyone returned, Yunfeng found a good excuse to prevaricate the past, and ran to sleep after drinking and eating. After all, this was the last full sleep before the Great War.

By the afternoon of the next day, the second long street was already crowded with people, and Yun Feng had to carefully and secretly familiarize himself with his strength in the house.

As for whether or not to practice the "Heavenly Hell Finger", he was still struggling between curiosity and fear.

However, time did not allow him to hesitate any longer.

The alarm bell is ringing, and the beast tide is coming!