Chapter Seventy-Seven: Silent Night Thoughts
"It's useless. Xiao Gongqiao said unceremoniously, hearing Xiao Zaili's face blushing for a while, green for a while, a moment ago, he had just presented the latest report to the two ancestors, in his opinion, everyone in the Xiao family had been mobilized to resist this unprecedented strong enemy, he saw with his own eyes that the last people like Xiao Ruyin's grandmother were rummaging through the cabinets and putting on the best equipment they could find, and he personally supervised the deacons to distribute the magic weapons and pills accumulated in the clan to every person with combat effectiveness, and even many families took out their ancestral treasures"Lending" to more combat-effective personnel, and these treasures were not even displayed by their close relatives before, no matter how much they were careful on weekdays, they could be called sparing no effort at this moment, this kind of warm atmosphere made him very unacceptable after being said by Xiao Gongqiao, of course he knew that ordinary monks like them were not worth mentioning compared to true immortals, but ......
Xiao Qianqiu didn't mean to appease him, he was sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone, from this position he could clearly see the wreckage of the Yuexing Hall, where there was nothing left except a huge pit and some remnants of green bricks on the edge, and after a long time, he said: "The Merlin Circle can only last for three days." ”
"And we haven't even seen who our enemies are. ”
"They came prepared. Xiao Qianqiu said: "Even if the mountain gods and river demons are not completely on their side, their attitudes are very ambiguous, and without their help, we will not be able to ask for help from other families—besides, I very much doubt that they still have the leisure to help us—otherwise, they have already fallen into the same trouble as us." ”
"How is this possible?" At this moment, even Xiao Gongqiao was moved: "Is the evil art of the Death Worship Sect so powerful?" He shook his head in disbelief, the Death Worship Sect is a remote and distant term for him, this sect has never been in his heart, the ghost country they are entrenched in is a large piece on the map, but its production cannot even be compared with the desert country Danxia, how can a powerful sect be willing to occupy only such a barren land? The rumors of living sacrifices and other things were terrifying, but he knew that there were many hidden tortures in the Immortal Family of the Hundred Eyes Country, and even the Xiao Family, and he didn't think that the Death Worship Sect was an opponent worthy of attention, on the contrary, he felt that their terrifying reputation was just the ignorance and nonsense of mortals, and a few True Immortals should be able to beat them and flee in embarrassment.
"It's not strange if you merge with the Five-Color Gate," Xiao Qianqiu was silent for a while: "That's why we want to nip the Death Worship Sect in the bud, their evil arts are generally insignificant, they can only confuse those mortals, and they can't do anything about the immortals who have a little cultivation, and they are far worse than the spells of the Five-Color Gate, but you have also seen the results of their merger- If they completely betray us, the Death Worship Sect may develop the effect of using mortal power and Shinto spells to simulate the Five Elements Immortal Arts, just like the one who destroyed the Star Reading Hall. ”
"It's not as easy as you say," Xiao Gongqiao said sullenly, he knew in his heart that what Xiao Qianqiu said was probably right, after all, he was the oldest and most knowledgeable true immortal among them, compared to him, Xiao Yinyun was like a child, not to mention Xiao Gongqiao, who was the latest to bear fruit: "It's impossible for one or two hundred years." ”
"One or two hundred years is not a long time, the conquest of the Jade Belt Yi people two hundred years ago is still like yesterday, and they may have planned everything by then. After the enemy appeared from the darkness and attacked, their body and footwork became clearly recognizable in the eyes of the true immortals: "They joined in the name of allies, saying that they participated in the crusade for the common interests of the immortals, but in fact, they were to observe our reality, and the strange miasma that stopped us in the end may also be their handiwork, they don't want us to catch the remnants of the priests of the Yi people and ask the truth." In the name of 'revenge', they encouraged the Yiren who were used by them to be cannon fodder again, hehe, what a good strategy!"
"Thanks for the compliment. ”
Xiao Gongqiao and Xiao Zaili were so shocked that they almost jumped up, and Xiao Qianqiu raised his eyelids: "Each other." They looked together at the place where they spoke, and saw a beautiful gray-clothed monk stepping on the moon in the flying white plum petals, and when they saw the monk's face, Xiao Gongqiao and Xiao Zaili both took a breath of cool air, Xiao Qianqiu waved his hand to stop them without waiting for them to speak, and waved another hand, and between them and the monk there were two black lacquer cases, on which were displayed four o'clock fruits, a pot of water and wine, both sides were the same.
The monk didn't sit down in front of the case, but instead asked with a smile: "The true immortal of the Xiao family, have you thought about what to do after sunrise?"
"Not yet," Xiao Qianqiu replied very frankly: "Maybe I can figure it out after seeing the sun." ”
"Ha, ha, then I'll wait!" the monk laughed insolently, "When you fools who pride yourself on hypocritical immortality see death for what it really is...... It must be interesting. ”
"Hypocrisy is not dead? That's better than being proud of being a slave. Xiao Qianqiu sighed: "Even if I die at sunrise tomorrow, every victory I have won before is won by myself, and every laugh I have laughed from my heart - are you?"
The monk glared at him viciously: "Self-righteous fellow! You will soon understand how insignificant your so-called victory is in the face of real death!" After speaking, his figure disappeared like a burst blister in the moonlight, and only then did Xiao Qianqiu say to the other two, "Have you all seen it?"
"Even if I saw it, but ......" Xiao Gongqiao didn't know how to describe his feelings, and Xiao Zaili was even more glad that Xiao Qianqiu's words were not addressed to him - he really didn't want to admit that possibility.
None of them wanted to talk about it, so Xiao Qianqiu told Xiao Zaili to go back and rest for a while, Xiao Zaili knew that he was shallow, and he couldn't do anything to stay, and when he came out, he saw a blue bird flying over his head quickly.
He didn't take this matter to heart, what happened today really exhausted him, and when he returned to his temporary duty, there were already seven or eight people standing in chaos waiting to arrange duties and distribute supplies, and he didn't rest long until dawn.
The blue bird flew over the mission hall, and then flew over the Zhenying Cave, during the day, the merlin opened up in time, the enemy did not attack further, and the other buildings and defense arrangements on Qiyun Peak were not destroyed, and this blue bird flew smoothly no matter what enchantment it encountered, and any obstruction seemed to be ineffective against it, and in a blink of an eye, it landed on an ancient pine tree in the Zhiyuan Garden.
Hua Lin, who was holding the things he had just dug up, raised his head and rolled his eyes.
Of course, he recognized this blue bird as Xiao Qianqiu himself.