Chapter 47: Snow Dance Kunlun (2)
Hearing the word "Demon Sect", Liu Banxian's heart sank. Master told him a long time ago: The Demon Sect's real name is Moro Sect. Originating from the Western Regions, it acts extremely cruelly and tyranny, often sacrificing living people.
In their teachings, Kunlun Mountain is where their holy place is located, so generations of demon cultists never stop coming to conquer Kunlun.
They have to cross the vast snow-capped mountains, and there will be no one survivor. In addition, the Kunlun faction has always had many masters, so they have never set foot on the Jade Void Palace. However, this time, according to the report from the lay disciples, the Demon Sect poured out, and there were seven or eight hundred people.
Whether it can be defended or not, this will be a catastrophe for the Kunlun faction. After the Yuzhu Zhenren presided over the sacrifice, he bathed in incense, and he wanted to climb the Kunlun Twin Peaks barefoot, and invited out two divine swords: "Green Snake" and "Red Cockroach".
These two swords have been sleeping on the top of the mountain for more than seventy years.
Everyone felt a little heavy and rested early. Liu Banxian lay on the bed, but he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning. In his heart, he not only has the attack of the Demon Sect, but also the shadow of a girl. Monica's figure kept spinning in his mind.
Suddenly he thought about something. The Demon Cultists are Duhu people, and Monica is also Hu people, is it ...... No, it won't. He comforted himself again and again, but his heart beat like a drum.
At this time, someone outside the window coughed softly. Liu Banxian said vigilantly: "Who?"
"Shhhh ”
This is exactly the Monica that made him toss and turn. Liu Banxian pushed open the window, hugged her in, and asked, "Why are you here?"
Monica blushed like an apple: "You put me down first." ”
Liu Banxian suddenly remembered that she was most likely a demon cultist, so he was shocked, put down the girl gently, and took a step back.
Monica looked at him sadly, "You know everything?"
"What do you know?" Liu Banxian's thoughts were unsettled. He knew that this matter was related to the life and death of the Kunlun faction, and he must not be a traitor. But to kill this teenage girl, it is absolutely impossible to do it.
I only heard Monica say, "To tell you the truth, I'm from Moro." 'Moro' is both our religious name and our clan name. ”
Liu Banxian said in a trembling voice: "You are really from the Demon Sect!"
"It's not the Demon Cult, it's the Moro Cult!" Monica said with a little grief and indignation. "Our ancestors were herdsmen in the Kunlun Mountains. Hundreds of years ago, you Han people were extremely martial arts and drove us out of our homeland. We have wandered from place to place, crossed the desert, and settled in the Western Regions, but our hearts have never stopped thinking about our homeland.
Ten years ago, our people contracted a strange disease, and no matter how healthy they were, they would die immediately after the age of forty.
The leader said it was because we had no shelter from our home and were contaminated by demons. If you still want to live, you must retake Kunlun Mountain.
So our whole people set out, and many died on the way. But we're not afraid. It really doesn't matter if you can't take it back home. We just need to bury our bones here. ”
"Shut up!" Liu Banxian said sharply: "Don't lie to me with rhetoric." Your Demon Sect behaves perversely and kills innocents indiscriminately, just coveting the foundation of my Kunlun Sect!"
Monica shook her head: "Little Taoist, which eye of yours saw us killing innocents indiscriminately?
Liu Banxian was stunned. Even if he has a lot of ideas, he can't answer these two questions.
Suddenly, Monica grabbed his hands and said, "Little Taoist, come with me." You're not going to win. We bought a thunderbolt from the Persian merchants, and this place will be destroyed!"
Liu Banxian pulled out his hand: "I can't go." This is your home, and it's my home. I love every plant and tree on this mountain, and I won't let people destroy them. ”
Monica's tears flowed: "Then you can kill me, I betrayed my people." ”
Liu Banxian turned his hand around and gently held the back of her hand: "No." I will save you and your people. ”
"Crazy!" Monica scolded, "How is that possible?"
"There is no hatred that cannot be resolved. I want you to go back and convince your Sect Master not to use fire and thunderbolts. And my master's side, I'll figure it out! Go now, quick!"
Monica rolled out the window and glanced at it reluctantly: "Little Taoist, we must succeed!"
I don't know when it started to snow outside, and it was extremely cold on the mountain roads. On the way to Yuzhu Peak, Liu Banxian met Yuzhu Zhenren. He had two swords in his hands.
"Master!" Liu Banxian said, "The Moro Sect may not be as hateful as we think, they just want to return to their homeland......" He told Monica all the words to the real person.
The real person listened quietly, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face.
"Ah Jiu, Ah Jiu. What you said is something that teachers know. Knew it decades ago. ”
Liu Banxian was overjoyed: "That's great, we can both ......"
Before he finished speaking, Yuzhu Zhenren interrupted: "But this battle is inevitable. ”
"Why?"
"Because no one dares to trust each other. The safest thing for us and the Demon Cult is to get rid of each other, and there is no second option. ”
"But ......"
"No, but. Look at ......" the real man pointed into the distance: "They've already killed." ”
Liu Banxian was startled, and saw hundreds of people running towards the Yuxu Palace with torches in the wind and snow.
True humanity: "Ah Jiu, you are the one who has to take on a big responsibility after all." He handed over two swords, "If you can make great contributions to the Kunlun faction today, you can retire to Linquan as a teacher." The implication is to entrust the head of the house.
Liu Banxian's heart was in confusion, and he hesitated to take the sword.
Humanity: "Go, kid. All choices are painful. Once there, you'll know what to do. ”
On the Jade Void Peak, the eight sons of Kunlun are fully armed. Senior Brother Ling Xiaozi said loudly: "Brothers, in the past three hundred years, no one in the Demon Sect has ever been able to step into the Jade Void Palace. Today, we can't disgrace the Kunlun faction, we must kill the thieves outside the mountain gate!"
At this time, Liu Banxian came with two swords, and Ling Xiaozi's heart brightened when he saw it. In times of crisis, the double sword is awarded, and the master is about to pass on the throne.
He shouted to the other junior disciples: "Let's give the ninth brother a little help!" means that Liu Banxian will kill more enemies, and he can also be justified when he succeeds to the throne.
But Liu Banxian stood there like a chicken, his hands holding the sword kept shaking.
Ling Xiaozi said: "Lao Jiu, what are you doing?"
Liu Banxian said: "Senior brother...... They just want to go home......"
Ling Xiaozi said angrily: "What nonsense? Quickly meet the enemy!"
By this time the Moros had already covered up. Ling Xiaozi stomped his foot fiercely, flew into the crowd, and killed several people when he raised his sword and fell.