He looked at Li Fengliang and said, "This is actually something I want to know." ”

Will the three major sects in the world sit idly by?

It's not just something he wants to know.

This is also something that everyone in the world wants to know.

There was a deathly silence above the main hall.

It's been a long time.

Li Fengliang suddenly stood up and broke the silence in the hall.

He looked at the men and shouted:

"What can a cultivator do? Do they have more hands or more eyes than you? Aren't they the same to fight? What's more, I've already thought of a plan to defeat the enemy......

His words were like a stimulant, which greatly boosted the morale of everyone present.

The master looked at the people with bitter faces and said, "Who is General Li? With an army of 80,000, he can defeat a 380,000 barbarian army, and this time it is a head-to-head confrontation, he is not afraid, what are you afraid of?"

Although this master is flamboyant, he is extremely good at inciting emotions and encouraging people's hearts.

After his remarks, the atmosphere in the room finally became more lively.

......

When everyone retreated, Zhou Tu sat on it, looking at the empty hall, with a somewhat stunned expression.

He looked at Li Fengliang and didn't speak for a long time.

Li Fengliang understood what he meant, he turned to look at Wutong, "You go down first, I have a few words to tell him." ”

Sycamore turned and walked away.

Zhou Tu looked at it and finally asked seriously, "Actually, there is no way to break the enemy at all, right?"

Li Fengliang smiled helplessly, he didn't shake his head, he didn't nod, and chose not to answer this question.

He stared at Zhou Tu for a long time, and the latter sighed helplessly.

He seemed to understand what Li Fengliang meant.

The two of them have been together for a long time, and he can understand one of his movements.

——

There is no way to break the enemy at all.

The fire in the hall was roaring.

With incomparable warmth, the reflection somewhere is fiery red.

Zhou Tu stared at the fiery red and fell into deep contemplation.

......

Li Fengliang turned around and left the hall.

Sycamore was waiting for him at the door.

She heard the conversation in the room clearly, but in the end she didn't get any of the answers she wanted to hear. She raised her head, looked at Li Fengliang's side face seriously and asked, "Do you really have a plan to break the enemy?"

Li Fengliang looked at her and smiled, "Of course there is, of course there is ......"

He was lying.

She didn't take it entirely seriously, either.

She looked at Li Fengliang and asked, "Will the people from the three major sects in the world come to help?"

Li Fengliang looked up at the sky and muttered, "Who knows?"

......

......

He really had no way of knowing.

But at this time, the messenger who went to Beihai Yunshan for help should have known.

The messenger rode on a fast horse, and he did not know how long.

As we get closer to the North Sea, the climate gets warmer and warmer.

His padded clothes had been taken off, but it was still hot.

The snow was gone, and a warm breeze was blowing in the air.

Legend has it that the mountain, near the North Sea, is an extremely tall and steep mountain.

The waves of the North Sea crashed against the shore, and the clouds seemed to fill the entire sea level.

The North Sea is huge.

The big ones are like land.

It wasn't until the Messenger saw the mountain with his own eyes that he realized how stingy the language used to describe those mountains was.

It's a mountain that can't be described in words.

Because it's too high, it's too dangerous, it's too much like a knife.

It's like a knife that wants to cut the sky and the sea.

The horse he was riding would not have been able to climb the mountain under any circumstances.

In other words, this mountain is not almost impossible for practitioners to go up at all.

The messenger jumped off his horse, and he tied it to a tree by the roadside.

He looked up at the steep mountain and seemed to have made up his mind to start preparing to climb it.

The weather at the seaside is changeable, and even though it's winter, the temperature is still pleasant.

He was a little uncomfortable with the temperature, and the sweat on his body fell like rain.

......

......

Somewhere on this high mountain.

A man who looks like a scholar stands outside a cave.

He had the book at his waist and a knife behind his back.

He stood in this heaven and earth, as straight as a knife, either because his cultivation realm had reached a certain point, or because he had learned a certain sword intent.

But now that he came to the cave, the straightness of his body could no longer be reflected.

Because there seems to be a more powerful knife in it.

The cold sea breeze blows to the mountains, and even in winter, the sea breeze is very warm.

His clothes were blown up and down, and he glanced inside the cave.

The sea breeze did not penetrate the cave, as there seemed to be a powerful force in the cave that cut off the connection between the wind and the cave.

One of the men inside coughed.

The scholar finally spoke, he was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated to ask, "Teacher, what are you going to do?"

He was referring naturally to the messenger who was about to climb up the mountain at the foot of the mountain.

This scholar is naturally Gu Changsheng.

If someone can feel his realm, they can find that he is now a sixfold powerhouse in the Yin and Yang realm.

The cultivation speed of these geniuses is really different.

After a long time, an old man's voice finally came from the cave.

He didn't show up, but the sound shook the wind backwards.

There was no trace of wind on the top of the mountain.

His voice emanated through the air like sharp blades.

These blades are scattered in the air and seem to be ready to kill at any moment.

Or rather, he was an inherently sharp knife.

This knife seems to be able to break through the wind and clouds and tear through the sea of clouds.

He said slowly, "This mountain is a mountain that only cultivators can come up to, and he is an ordinary person, and he can't go up no matter what. ”

......

Gu Changsheng lowered his head.

He looked at the hole and whispered, "But teacher, if he really comes up, what should we do?

The entrance to this cave has grown a lot of green moss, and it looks like no one has walked in a long time.

But Gu Changsheng knew that he had left here once four months ago.

He was going to Ma Weiguan to kill Luo Ning.

The cloud with the sword intent drifted away to the Central Plains.

Later he returned.

I don't know why he didn't be able to kill Luo Ning - Luo Ning successfully got out.

And now, he's nesting in this hole.

No one knew what he was going to do.

His knife-like voice came again.

"It's not time for us to do it, and I don't want to help them. ”

Gu Changsheng was puzzled and asked, "Why?"

That voice was very weak, but it revealed a certain affirmation at this time, even if he was an old swordsman of Beihai Yunshan, as one of the six masters, he still did not hesitate to affirm himself.

He said slowly, "Because I can't beat the Demon Lord now." ”

He's using the present.

Will he be able to fight in the future?

If you can't even beat this knife.

So who else in this world can fight?

Gu Changsheng turned around and went down without saying a word.

He slowly descended to the top of the mountain.

He came to the mountain gate of Beihai Cloud Mountain.

A disciple looked at him and suddenly became a little nervous, and the disciple stopped talking:

"The messenger ......"

Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Gone?"

The disciple lowered his head, and then said anxiously, "He's climbing the mountain." ”