Author: Battle of Tiandu

Da Da Da ......

In the endless open wilderness, a uniform sound of footsteps sounded from far and near.

After a while, this group of armored figures walked in, and it was vaguely visible that there were groups of heavily armed monks, all of whom were not good, and they were all in the late stage of foundation building.

With dull footsteps, the procession, led by a leader of the Jindan period, walked straight towards this heavily guarded city.

In the sky, from time to time, there are colorful lights, descending, quite busy.

This heavily guarded stone city is located in one of the important places of the border defense of the Xuanwu Kingdom, and it is called Tiandu City.

This city and the Moon Viewing City, Mingshui City, the three cities are each other's horns, and it is an important place for the border defense of the Xuanwu Kingdom.

In this city, in a large hall located in the depths, at a glance, there was a large number of people sitting in the dark, but although there seemed to be more people, there was no unnecessary noise.

I saw a bald man with tiger eyes and a bear's waist, with a serious look on his face, and he was reporting something important to everyone in the hall.

"Fellow Daoists, according to reliable information, the North Yue Kingdom and the Yunxu Kingdom in the north have gathered a large number of scattered monks and are rushing from the northwest."

"And the Demon Demon Soul Sect adjacent to the Tianluo Kingdom has come straight from the northeast, and there are many high-level demon cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect of the Tianluo Kingdom, as for why the Blood Demon Sect is participating in this invasion war, there is no reliable news for the time being."

"How should we deal with the enemy next, and if you have any good strategies to deal with them, you might as well say it, let's discuss it, and be prepared."

His voice fell for a long time, and no one stood up to respond, and the scene fell into a deathly silence for a while.

"Since Lu Chen's fellow Daoist friends of the Holy Beast Sect have made it clear, and my Wuji Academy is not the master of fear, even if they only plot half of the land of the Xuanwu Kingdom, I, Liu Shaoyang, will never give up, and will definitely fight to the death with them."

Among the unabsent crowd, the position was in the forefront, and the white-bearded Confucian in Tsing Yi narrowed his eyes, quickly glanced at everyone present, and said slowly.

"Sect Master Liu, it is really a model among my generation, not afraid of life and death, although my Xuannu Palace is said to be a group of women who have no opinions, but they will not be cowardly and willing to be behind others, and they will definitely share weal and woe with the other four sects and fight against the enemy together."

"Don't be too pessimistic about this sudden invasion war", the one-piece slightly chubby man stood up from his seat, looked around, and slowly continued:

"Even if the strength of the invading enemy is incomparable, with the concerted efforts of our six sects of monks, it is not impossible to fight with it, as long as it is not yet the time of life and death of a country, everyone should not have too many worries, let it go as much as possible! Even if the sky falls, there are tall people on top of it."

As soon as these words came out, it caused a lot of resonance, some of the heads of the sect who were in high positions, sitting with their eyes unsquinted, seemingly without any movement, and in the depths of each of their eyes, a trace of incomprehensible confidence flashed, and they were making friends with people, and began to spread the sound.

"Fellow Wind Chaser Daoist, your Supreme Sword Sect, is it going to be a battle next, or do you have other plans", a yellow-robed old monster looked at Feng Yuzi with a smile, and his lips moved to transmit the voice.

"Why do the ancient underworld Daoists have this question, I am in the Xuanwu Kingdom, of course I will do my best to fight to the death, and I will never avoid fighting and stealing my life." Feng Yuzi hesitated slightly, frowned and said.

"Hey...... Whether others will work hard, I don't know, the person who chases the wind and the Daoist has always been to preserve the strength as the primary purpose, and the words of the Daoist friend are afraid that the words are not right." Gu Ming smiled and teased a little.

"You can be the city lord of Moon Viewing City, why don't you believe in my person", Feng Yuzi said with some annoyance.

"Fellow Daoist don't have to be angry, I'm also probing your tone, if I need support in Guanyue City at that time, I hope that your Supreme Sword Sect can send a large number of people to support, if I lose there, the whole situation is in danger." Gu Ming hurriedly transmitted.

Three months later.

In the Supreme Sword Sect Sect, at the foot of Caiyun Peak Mountain in the northeast.

In a stone pavilion next to the mountain road, there was a little girl dressed in goose yellow clothes, her two eyes were hooked, looking into the distance of the clouds and mountains and fog.

A cool breeze with rain blew, she subconsciously shrunk her neck, shook her slender body, and slowly came back to her senses, showing a trace of expectation and worry in her eyes and face.

"I don't know where Senior Brother Lin went, it's been three months since there was any news", the little girl sighed melancholy, turned around and walked towards the residence of the female disciple of the outer gate.

In the afternoon of the past two days, she will still come here, waiting for the return of the kind-hearted senior brother, after about a stick of incense, she is like a little adult, sighing again and again.

Since then, in this inconspicuous stone pavilion, there is a little girl waiting for the return of her senior brother, and she will come here every day to wait for her senior brother to return, and she will wait until many years later.

At the same time, on the Spirit Sword Peak, some people who were still familiar with Lin Yunchen received some bad gossip that a foundation building disciple in this peak had not returned and his whereabouts were unknown.

There are even people who have begun to discuss and speculate in private.

The discussion went on and on, and the result was that this little-known disciple was very likely to have died outside, and it was impossible for him to return unharmed.

Hearing these bad gossips, Nie Yan among them was extremely worried about Lin Yunchen's whereabouts, and deliberately went to Caiyun Peak to investigate, but he took a look.

The simple wooden house was already empty, and the table top was covered with a thick layer of dust, and there was no sign of human activity for many days.

Sikong Mo was the senior brother of Spirit Sword Peak, and when he heard the news that the junior brother who had hidden in the depths of the secret had been missing for more than three months.

He was also very attentive, and deliberately told his master this information, and Elder Ge Jing talked about Lin Yunchen's situation.

When Elder Ge Jing heard this information, he ordered his disciples to go out and look for it, comparing that Lin Yunchen was not a minor cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, but still his eighth disciple, so he naturally had to look for it.

Regarding Lin Yunchen's whereabouts unknown, Hao Tongxuan, who is his fifth senior sister, is also extremely worried, although she is a little optimistic about the potential of this junior brother.

However, although she was unwilling to help her through the difficulties of marriage, she still hung on this unattractive little brother.

Out of a girl's intuition, she quickly had some associations with the eighth junior brother who had been missing for more than three months, coupled with her unknown accidents.

In a place where I don't know how far away from the Supreme Sword Sect, there is a small remote mountain village, which is almost isolated from the world, and there are about thirty families living scattered, and the villagers here are very simple and kind.

Every day is made at sunrise, sunset and rest, the planting of the village is a little green and yellow, the days can be regarded as poor, that is, relying on the sky to eat, the life of every household is tight, in addition to the remaining seeds of the next year, every day also eat some gruel to wrap the belly, the days are very poor.

On the morning of that day, an old woman over half a hundred years old, carrying a basin of dirty clothes between her arms, was beating this basin of dirty clothes on the edge of the village, by a great river that flowed through her.

Soon after, she probably bent over for too long, a trace of overworked pain appeared on her face, she took a deep breath, slowly straightened up, and gently tapped her back with her hand, her face was a little sallow and black from the wind and sun.

She whispered a few words in her mouth, wiped a handful of sweat from her face, and just as she was about to bend down and squat down and continue beating the laundry clothes on the slate, she suddenly saw a black thing in her eyes, drifting slowly along the water.

The old woman's eyes widened suddenly, and she muttered curiously, "Uh...... What's that?"

As the drifting thing came nearer and nearer, not a few long distances from the old woman's location, when she could see a white hand that had surfaced.

"Oh my mother"!

The old woman screamed in astonishment, and her face turned pale with fright, and she dropped the club in her hand to beat her clothes, and ran back without daring to do so.

At this moment, the old woman's face was full of panic, and she was sprinting at a speed that did not match her age, and her mouth was still exclaiming, what the hell is the life of the blue sky, and so on.

"Mother-in-law of the Wang family, what are you bluffing in the middle of the day!"

At this time, in the barren grassland beside the path, an old man herding cattle, seeing the old woman who was babbling at this time, asked in a loud voice.

"Village Chief Liu is not good......

Hearing the sound, the old woman who was running in a hurry lowered her head panting and shouted.

"Isn't it good for me? It's not good there, mother-in-law of the Wang family, don't talk nonsense with your mouth."

The old village chief snorted coldly, his face suddenly turned a little colder, and he looked at the old woman who was bent over and panting at this time.

"I didn't mean that, village chief", you listen to me finish.

The old woman's breath eased slightly, waved her hand, and then explained, "I mean there's a dead man in that big river."

"What?

When the old village chief saw that the old woman was not lying, he was surprised and said, "I said that you should not be dazzled! You are wrong! How can there be a dead person, you can take me to see what is going on."

When the old woman heard this, she was shocked, her face turned a little pale, she shook her head again and again, waved her hand and said, "I don't dare to go, it's too scary, if you want to go, you can go by yourself, I don't dare to go."

"Hmph, guts old".

The old village chief snorted coldly without changing his face, and then tied up the sturdy old ox and strode towards the river to check.

At this time, the old woman surnamed Wang was already terrified to the extreme, and when she saw the old village chief walking towards the river disappreciably, she whispered a few words of retort.

She walked briskly towards the small mountain village, wanting to go back and tell the other villagers what she had just seen.

With a look of disbelief on his face, the old village chief walked to the mouth of the channel blocked by the river with several large stones, and when he looked at it, there was really a black thing stuck there.

The old village chief was stunned when he saw this, and his face immediately became a little colder, but he still had the courage to pick up a slender wooden stick and walk towards the black thing.