Chapter 620: The Death of the Central Plains

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"I'm scheming about it. The stall owner shook his head, and then said with envy: "How many good things can a small sect have, the real treasures are actually among those big sects, I heard that those monks who conquered large and medium-sized sects are really full of them." ”

"Since my Mobei Grassland army went south to the Central Plains, why did Daoyou suddenly come back, could it be that there were too many treasures to grab, so I had to come back to deal with them?" Luo Yin asked.

"Hey, don't mention it, just when we were constantly attacking the city and gaining a lot, the Yunxiao Sect suddenly sent someone here, saying that it was to mediate the grievances between my Mobei Grassland and Yan Zhao and other countries, so as to avoid internal friction among the human race. The stall owner said with some unhappiness.

"Could it be that because the Yunxiao Sect came to mediate, our army retreated?" Luo Yin asked.

"How can you just quit the army. In fact, we have no grudges with the Central Plains, it is nothing more than taking advantage of the war between the Central Plains and the demon clan, and the empty space of the army to rob it. What is the saying of avenging the Jindan Sect Master of the Wuer Mountain lineage is just an excuse, and only a fool can believe it. ”

The stall owner smiled mockingly and continued, "While Venerable Tianjing was dealing with the Yunxiao Sect, he sent us to hurry up and plunder, so as not to return empty-handed in the end. ”

"In that case, how did the army retreat in the end?" Luo Yin said.

"Speaking of this, I also think it is extremely strange, our army is winning more and more, and we are preparing to bulldoze the Yan and Zhao kingdoms in one go. Who knew that nearly a month ago, Venerable Tianjing suddenly ordered the withdrawal of troops, and we had no choice but to withdraw. Otherwise, if we are given another month, the entire northern part of the Central Plains will be our Mobei grassland. The stall owner sighed with some pity.

"Daoyou really don't know why you want to withdraw from the army when you are victorious?" Luo Yin asked again.

"I really don't know about this, it's hard to say that I have reached an agreement with the Yunxiao Sect. Of course, this is just my guess, and it may not be accurate. The stall owner said.

"It's a possibility, too. Thank you for your doubts. Luo Yin smiled and said goodbye.

Then he turned around and left the city, and walked slowly towards the outside of the city, while thinking to himself, "The withdrawal of troops was nearly a month ago, and the time should be after I fled from Urshan." It should have been the people in the Tianjing Palace who reported the news of my escape to Venerable Tianjing, and he had no choice but to withdraw his troops suddenly. ”

"Fortunately, I chose to return to the Yunxiao Sect directly, otherwise if I rashly went to Wuer Mountain to inquire about the situation, I would really be in the mouth of a sheep if I bumped into the Tianjing Venerable. Well, it's better to rush back to the sect first, report the collusion between the grassland and the demon clan, and then let the sect decide. ”

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace, and soon came to the outside of the city, and then turned into a clear light and flew towards the Cloud Sect.

At this time, he was already a Yuanying cultivator, and his flight speed was much faster than before, and he had come to the territory of Zhao in less than a day.

At this time, the country of Zhao was already devastated, the farmland was destroyed, the city was dilapidated, and it was full of homeless people with no food and clothing, and there were corpses and bones everywhere on both sides of the road, and the whole scene of hell.

"Hey, a good country is ruined. Luo Yin sighed.

He had also passed by here before, when the Zhao State was still a peaceful and tranquil country, with rich people and merchants coming and going.

However, a war that lasted only two or three months completely destroyed all this. Civilians have been displaced, and many people have died in the war, let alone in hunger and cold.

"That group of hungry wolves in the Mobei Grassland really deserve to die!" Luo Yin said through gritted teeth, with a deep killing intent in his tone.

He understood that the reason why this short-lasting war would cause such serious consequences was actually that Yan Zhao and other main forces of the Immortal Cultivation Realm were all transferred by Penglai Pavilion to the West Sea to fight against the Demon Clan, so that the domestic troops were empty, giving the grassland monks an opportunity.

At the same time, the invasion of the Mobei Grassland was not just a simple invasion of monks, but millions of mortal monks acting together, and the grassland monks were responsible for attacking the large and small sects of Yanzhao and other countries, dealing with the monks left behind by Yanzhao and other countries, and providing help to the mortal army to help them conquer the pass cities.

And those grassland mortal armies, under the protection of immortal cultivators, were like entering a no-man's land, burning and looting everywhere, and in just two or three months, they almost conquered Yan Zhao and other countries, turning these countries into hell on earth.

The invasion of the steppe monks and the mortal armies was different from the Central Plains Civil War, which was fought for control of the country. But the steppe invasion is completely different, they are a group of robbers, who only know how to kill and plunder, without the slightest idea of what will become of the country.

Moreover, the steppe people knew that this invasion would not last too long, so they would not let go of any belongings at all, and they would never leave anything that could be snatched, and those who could be killed by the Central Plains would never let them live.

Therefore, this short war will create a hell on earth.

Looking at the broken rivers and mountains and the corpses and bones all over the ground in front of him, Luo Yin secretly made a decision in his heart, "Don't worry, I will definitely make those grassland people pay the price and escape the blood debt for you!"

Glancing at the dilapidated mountains and rivers again, Luo Yin flew towards the Yunxiao Sect with a single step.

After nearly another day, he returned to the Cloud Heaven Sect. As soon as he entered the sect, he went straight to Wuling Peak, preparing to visit his master Su Zixiu first.

At this time, Su Zixiu was meditating and cultivating in the house, and when he saw Luo Yin coming back, he laughed, "Didn't you go to the rescue of Zhang Jing, why didn't you ......come back for several months?"

Before he finished speaking, the smile on his face seemed to freeze, and he looked at Luo Yin as if he had seen a ghost, "You, you, you have actually advanced to the Yuan Infant?......

Luo Yin bowed to him and replied: "Back to the master's words, the disciple successfully broke the pill and transformed the infant a month ago, and he has already advanced to the realm of the Yuan Infant. ”

Luo Yin, who listened, confirmed that Su Zixiu finally believed his eyes and exclaimed: "Your speed really makes the teacher feel shocked!"

Luo Yin said with a smile: "When the disciple became a top-grade Dan, it took one or two hundred years less than other monks to wash the water mill work of refining the gold pill, and the luck was not bad, and he successfully turned into a baby in one time." ”

Su Zixiu sighed and said, "Even if you have achieved a top-grade golden pill, the speed of this advanced Yuan Infant is too appalling, and the teacher is really taken aback by you." You must know that when you left a few months ago, you were only a Jindan cultivator, and now you have become a Yuanying Monk in the blink of an eye, which is simply unbelievable. ”

When Luo Yin heard his emotion, he had to say: "Master, don't forget, back then, the disciple was stuck in the Jindan level for more than two hundred or nearly three hundred years, and many monks of my generation left the disciple far behind. ”

"Although the disciple has spent less time in the Yuanying First Pass, it has only narrowed the distance between him and those peers, which is still a lot slower than those people. ”

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