The night is deep, the moon is dark and the wind is high.

More than a dozen tents were erected along the mountain stream, and each tent was lit with a bonfire, and in front of the bonfire, there were two outer disciples to keep vigil, which was the only place of light in the night. Chang Xin and I flew in the air, our consciousness opened, and our thoughts swept over each tent one by one:

"This is a flying sword, that is, the ironclad car in the world can be cut into two lightly, and the genuine three-turn magic weapon has not even stepped into the door of the Gonggong Academy, and everyone in the sect has given it away. Whoever builds the foundation doesn't necessarily have this treasure!"

Some disciples were overjoyed and carefully rubbed the spine of the flying sword. Many disciples experienced a day of hard work and danger, and after getting a flying sword gift, their complaints disappeared. After a small test, fifty or sixty flying swords were sent out, and Kunlun had such confidence.

Occasionally, a few daredevils used their fingertips to test the blade of the sword, and only an inch away from the sword, the sword qi shot out, and the flesh and blood on the palm were immediately cut off - someone quietly tried the sword with the fingers of the sleeping fellow doorman, and the tent was crying and making noise and fighting, and for a while the chickens flew and the dogs jumped.

"Every level is as difficult as the previous level, and I barely passed it with the treasures and Taoist skills given by the sect. Now that you're on the third level, why did you suddenly send another flying sword to defeat the enemy?"

Another tent was littered with steel and gems cut into pieces, and Wu Siwei had tried the sharpness and flexibility of the flying sword, and analyzed it slowly and methodically.

The disciple next to him didn't think so,

"I see, the people who died in the first two levels were all faked deaths, and Kunlun must be secretly treated. The sect is dignified, and it is not an evil sect to raise Gu, how can the immortal seedlings that have been snared so hard be scrapped. It is nothing more than a tactic to urge us to be vigilant. ”

"Elder Sheng said that the Taoist Sect takes the pursuit of longevity as its first purpose, and only teaches the art of longevity and life preservation. The various arrangements of Elder Sheng in the past have deep meanings. Giving the flying sword, I'm afraid that not only encourage those of us who have passed the two levels, but also fear that there will be a bloody disaster in the lower pass, and it will take the flying sword to dissipate it. ”

"Now Elder Sheng and Elder Chang don't know where to go. And no one asks, let's take one step at a time."

"That's where I'm worried. ”

Wu Siwei frowned,

"That nameless brother is an extraordinary person, and if he is there, everything will be fine. But since the nameless senior brother went to look for Lu Nandi's bad luck, there has been no news of him, and Lu Nandi has come and closed his tent and not spoken to others, so I really don't know what happened to them?"

I thought to myself that this man had a conscience, and he used his mind to sweep away the tent that was monopolized by one man.

His tent was actually sealed with a spirit seal to prevent outsiders from watching. I focused on the strong divine thoughts, penetrated the seal of the imperial spirit, and only then did I see the situation inside:

A naked baby elephant with camphor white soaks in a pool of steaming water with fragrant flowers, humming a little song triumphantly, eating the vermilion fruit (which is the medicinal herb for refining yellow bud pills) rolled up into a small mound with its nose, and writing a letter against the tiles on the edge of the bath.

Luckily this is a male elephant, and if it were a female elephant, I would have become a voyeuristic molester. But who would have thought that the three generations of demons would also carry a bathing pool.

I wanted to move my mind away, but it swept away too quickly. Before I could withdraw it, I caught a glimpse of the letter, and I couldn't help but read it.

-- There are two letters, written in strong and round face letters, one is written by the little elephant to his grandfather, the elephant king, depicting the cultivation experience of Kunlun, and at the end of the letter to the elephant king to report to the elephant king that the four elephant wheels have been confiscated by Kunlun without reason, and the other letter is to the presbyterian council to complain about Chang Xin and Sheng Yong's state and ask for the four elephant wheels. In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't write the last letter, the artifact is in my hands, not in their hands. Chang Xin is still the wife of the Guanshui Patriarch, does the elder council want to go to the door of the Guanshui Patriarch?

Chang Xin and I looked at each other, with expressions of crying and laughing on our faces.

A strong wind blew from the southwest into the tent, extinguishing the bonfire, and the camp was pitch black, and the men of the night watchman were in an uproar. In the darkness, a tent in the middle suddenly glowed red, and fire burst out of it, burning mercilessly on both sides.

In just a few blinks, the doormen dragged and pulled each other and rushed out of the tents!

Chang Xin said worriedly,

"The third level begins. ”

I asked,

"Anyway, no one will die, so why should senior sister worry?"

As far as I am concerned, it was more than a hundred years ago that I started cultivating as an outer disciple in Kunlun, and my heart has long been blurred. I vaguely remember that I never had the ability to cope with a situation.

"We can't guarantee that no one will die. There are always teachers who can't take care of the situation of the whole sect, just like after the junior brother turned robbery, our sect couldn't find you for a while, and the bardo demon queen couldn't be cured. In addition to prolonging life, the way to longevity also has the part of preserving one's own life. Such a dangerous situation needs to be dealt with by the doorman alone. Our practice in Kunlun is that it is best for the disciples to be able to understand it at the beginning. On the immortal seedling deed, the people of the sect have written that seeking the Tao does not avoid life and death, this is not a cliché, and it will be fulfilled this time. ”

Chang Xin said.

I saw hundreds of werewolves coming up from all sides in the night, trying to wrap more than 60 people in dumplings. The werewolves all wore iron masks, and their aura was almost that of a foundation-builder. My mind moved to the distant Dao Courtyard woods where the werewolves had come from. There were a dozen or so iron birdcages hanging from each tall tree, and a werewolf was imprisoned in each birdcage. I don't know how many thousands, how many thousands, how many thousands. The golden lock on the cage continued to open, and more and more werewolves converged on the outer disciples.

"Are they Dao soldiers?" I asked, frowning.

"No, it's a death row prisoner in the Western Wilderness. The sect demanded that the lords of the Western Wilderness should not execute death row prisoners without authorization, and that they could only be sent down if they were submitted to the sect for inspection. These death row prisoners who have been convicted of capital crimes can be pardoned by the sect if they contribute to the disciple's trial. ”

Chang Xin said.

"Since they are death row inmates, they won't all be demons, there are also humans, right?" I asked.

"They're almost all human. The previous time, our sect wanted to crack Ouyang Jiji's Yi Xing Dan, and tested these death row prisoners, and many of them turned into werewolves. ”

Chang Xin's voice was unfinished, and his face was different.

A terrible scream came from below. An outer disciple who left late was cut by a werewolf. His flying sword was still in his hand. The werewolf tore off the young man's arm holding the flying sword, took off the flying sword, bit the young man's shoulder and chewed a bite of meat, and threw it to the werewolf who followed him to eat.

-- Although they used to be human beings, it is clear that they have completely lost their hearts. But human intelligence has not been lost, otherwise where would they know how to take off the flying sword?

Blood splatters.

A thunderball fell from above into the werewolf's open mouth and exploded, turning its head into a firework.

I took the young man from the palm of the headless werewolf, sealed the broken throat and broken arm of the outer disciple with intermittent ointment, and entered the young man's dantian and various important acupoints. The boy screamed and woke up. I lay him flat on the ground, and the boy was so badly wounded that he was too weak to move.

The dozen or so werewolves looking around opened their mouths wide and were stunned in disbelief for a moment, and suddenly they all lowered their heads to look at their chests. The werewolf's chest cavity was cut open, and the hearts were plucked out and thrown on the ground, forming a circle.

I wiped one of my stinky hands with a handkerchief, and I didn't care about them, and asked Sister Chang Xin, who landed, angrily,

"But under our noses, how can we watch the disciples being slaughtered? Where is Sheng Yong? If he teaches the Daoist skills in the Chuangong Academy in the future, how will the disciples view him?"

"This is the practice of the sect, the order of the Council of Elders. There are always dead and wounded in the drill, and we have tried our best to help the gatekeepers. Sheng Yong's mirror clone can't take care of all places, and it's helpless. Since he has served as the ministry of the Chuan Gong Yuan, he naturally has to take on the responsibility of the Chuan Gong Yuan, even if he has a grudge against the people. ”

"The Council of Elders should have done away with this bastard's practice a long time ago. I said.

"The Council of Elders will judge that even though Sheng Yong was given a generous remuneration as the assistant director of the Gong Gong Academy, Sheng Yong was unable to protect the people of the sect, which was purely his personal dereliction of duty. ”

Chang Xin took the medicine from the gourd, sprinkled a circle around the outer disciple, fed a pill to the adult's abdomen, and put the flying sword next to the young man's hand.

"This medicinal incense can dispel werewolves. This elixir cures the poison of werewolf transformation. Let's go back and take care of him, and let the other men go." Hopefully he'll know to use a flying sword next time. ”

I suddenly asked Chang Xin,

"These death row prisoners have made an agreement with the sect that they can get out by serving in the trial, and now I want to kill them, is it against the will of the sect?"

Chang Xin blinked,

"Look at this situation, they have lost the hearts of the people, and the covenant they used to make as human beings naturally becomes invalid. ”

"Very good. ”

I glanced at the Heartless Werewolf who continued to move closer to us. The vitality of this creation is so strong that it is not yet dead for a while. More than a dozen thunder beads shot out of his hand, and more than a dozen werewolves were blasted into powder.

I followed the scent of the wolf crowd and walked towards the garrison of the Daoist Courtyard on the fourth layer of the mountain, while sweeping the people everywhere with my divine thoughts.

At present, there are three outer disciples who were raided by werewolves, one died horizontally, and two were saved by Sheng Yong. The remaining sixty men went through the initial confusion and gathered into two ways again. Wu Siwei did not cross the mountain stream all the way, but retreated to the pass of the Poisonous Insect Valley on the third layer of the mountain. I secretly thought to myself that they were familiar with the terrain of the Poisonous Insect Valley, and there were a large number of insect repellent pills left, and the werewolves knew nothing, which was the best place to fight back against the werewolves. Chang Xin secretly flew to that place to support

Lu Nandi led the way, but he rushed straight to the fourth layer of the mountain, in the same direction as me. The people gathered, Sheng Yong collected all his clones, and he flew high and did not fly in the sky to support.

Lu Nandi's four-elephant wheel was taken away by me, but at this time, I changed a five-turn treasure hammer, and changed into an elephant-headed demon body to open the way in front of me. The outer disciples of the retinue formed a tortoise formation in all directions and slowly moved northward. The people recited the mantra of the newly learned flying sword envoy, and commanded the flying sword to fly out dozens of zhang to meet the enemy. A few more men who had mastered the gliding back in the air flew above to reconnoiter and seek the enemy.

The Dao Soldier Courtyard stationed in the fourth mountain is the source of the wolf crowd, and the werewolves are divided into two wings to outflank the men. The men are divided into two ways, one in front and one in the back, and Wu Siwei is facing a werewolf thin formation all the way, which is not difficult to deal with. Lu Nandi met the werewolf thick array along the way. The werewolves who were repelled by Wu Siwei and others did not dare to attack the Poisonous Insect Valley again, so they attacked from the rear of the Lu Nan enemy.

Unconsciously, thirty people from Lu Nandi had rushed into the cold forest of the Dao Soldier Courtyard, and snowflakes the size of mats fell. Everyone had nothing to keep out the cold, so they had to urge the Xuanmen Yuan Gong to protect the body. It's a pity that most of the skills are weak, although they don't turn into popsicles, they can't avoid sobbing. The men shivered and blew their noses as they directed their flying swords to contend with more and more werewolves. After all, flying swords are the sharpest weapons in the Three Realms, and although the children are very wolf-like, these flying swords shuttle through the werewolves, piercing through the demon's shell like white paper. As they became familiar with the battle, they became more and more composed.

"Chong, rush to the Gong Academy, even if there are tens of thousands of werewolves, they don't dare to come up, and the Jindan elders will break all these beasts into pieces. ”

Lu Nandi was very heroic, and it was not a problem to fight against dozens of werewolves. Everywhere he passed, werewolves were littered with severed limbs and severed heads. It's a pity that there is courage and no strategy, and there is no change in the art of war. The thirty men were conservatively cowering together, not daring to divide their troops. Yu Han and command the flying sword consumed a lot of true yuan, the people had no pills to take, and the battle was very fierce, although there were thousands of werewolves killed, and they also stabilized the front, but the more they fought, the more tired they became, and they were still trapped in layers of werewolf encirclement.

At first glance, it is nearly 10,000 heads.

"Woo woo, if my fire team was here, these monsters would have been sudden. "Some children sat on the ground exhausted, and their flying swords fell, and they began to cry.

Lu Nandi scolded anxiously while filling the gap,

"My grandfather's four-elephant wheel is going to be cleaned, and the four sides have been cleaned early. That Kunlun Immortal who confiscated my artifact is really hateful!"

I looked at them from afar and couldn't help but sneeze.

Sheng Yong is protecting the doorman, and there should be no more casualties.

I thought about it. From the perspective of the gatekeepers, it is not that there is no way to break the formation. You don't even have to break the formation to solve the problem. These werewolves are not the elite of a hundred battles in the world, they are just the entanglement of death row prisoners, they have no training and cooperation, not to mention that they have lost the hearts of the people, how can they be better than the people who have known each other for many days. Now that the people are trapped, there must be someone behind them commanding the werewolves. Just look for the head and get rid of it.

The leader was not without a trace, and the werewolves howled and echoed each other, and howls came from afar. Listen carefully, isn't that the direction of the head?

My heart suddenly brightened, and I followed the direction and galloped to it.

I saw a secluded place in the northeast of the cold forest, and a white long-haired ape two feet tall sat on a large log. The ape's face was stiff, his eyes glazed, and he had no movement at all. Breath is nothing more than a foundation-builder.

The howl of the werewolf was coming from the mouth of the great white ape.

The meaning of the howl is all kinds of military dispatches, and they are imprinted in my heart one by one. I didn't understand the werewolf language, but the Guanshui Patriarch and Yao Xian were psychic, and the 17 kinds of birds and beasts he used were all left in my heart, and I knew them all.

But I drew the sword of the silver serpent out of Na Ring.

I saw a dejected Taoist boy tied tightly to the tall tree next to the white ape, and a splendid thing that resembled both a brocade and a banner hung over another tall tree.

"Senior Brother Yin, why were you bullied by this white ape?" I asked.

"I saw those outer disciples dragging their feet, so they went to break through the third level first. When clearing the head of the werewolf, he suffered the loss of this gourd soldier. Yin Yuanyuan sighed.

"How can a Dao soldier be more powerful than the people on the list of mountains and rivers—wait, you say this big white ape is a gourd Dao soldier?" I asked.

"That's right, it's the one thousand and one gourd Dao soldiers refined by Zhibeiyou. ”

The great white ape suddenly stopped howling, and walked towards me with his long arms hanging over his knees.

I was already within thirty steps of the Great White Ape.