Yuwen Zhouyuan gave an order to the little white fox, and then casually threw his "Tongxin Thorn" and "Tortoiseshell Shield" on the edge of the pool, and the little white fox fell on the edge of the pool, and it seemed that he had been angry for a long time.

Yuwen Zhouyuan entered the pool again.

Yuwen Zhouyuan had just been hidden in the water, and the Taoist priest went down to the bottom of the cliff.

"Hahahaha! God treats me Feng Hongliang really well, this kid turned out to be really braided! Even the spirit weapon was thrown here! This little white fox is also dead, it's really good!" The Taoist priest laughed.

As soon as the words fell, he strode towards the nearest "macaroni", and after picking up the "macaroni", he said to himself: "It's really a good thing!"

Just as he was about to walk towards the little white fox, Yuwen Zhouyuan in the latent pool moved!

Feng Hongliang, who was walking towards the little white fox, seemed to sense something, he suddenly stopped, and muttered: "No, no!

"Master is here!" With a roar, a water arrow shot towards Feng Hongliang.

"Good boy, you dare to calculate your Dao Master!" Feng Hongliang roared angrily and hid to the side.

"Go!" Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to know Feng Hongliang's next step, and when his body moved, he raised his hand and cast a fireball technique, and the three big fireballs were in the shape of a zigzag, sealing Feng Hongliang's retreat in advance!

"The kid is too deceitful!" Feng Hongliang scolded as he hurriedly resisted.

"I'll lie to you!What's the matter!Xiao Bai watched me clean up this old boy to avenge you!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said as he sacrificed the Spirit Breaking Sword!

As soon as the Spirit Breaking Sword came out, Feng Hongliang's eyes were blazing with fear, especially at this time, he also sensed the difference between Yuwen Zhouyuan and a few hours ago, this kid not only recovered from his injuries, but also advanced! Although it was not the True Yuan Period, it was obviously stronger than himself! This was also too unreasonable!

"Thirty-six plans to go ahead!" Feng Hongliang retreated.

But in order to give himself a chance to retreat, he roared: "Dao Ye, I will fight with you!" and threw the "Confessional Thorn" in his hand towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was afraid that the Spirit Breaking Sword in his hand would destroy the "Tongxin Thorn", so he dodged on the side of his body.

And that Feng Hongliang seized this moment and escaped from the wind!

Yuwen Zhouyuan was too late to catch up, so he roared angrily and released the Spirit Breaking Sword.

I saw that the Broken Spirit Sword turned into a fine light and attacked the back of Feng Hongliang who was far away.

"Ah!" screamed, and Feng Hongliang flew faster.

Seeing that the sword momentum of the Broken Spirit Sword was slowing down, Yuwen Zhouyuan reluctantly beckoned to retract it.

After retracting it, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that there were blood stains on this broken spirit sword, and it seemed that the scream was caused by Feng Hongliang's injury.

"Squeak!" the little white fox came to Yuwen Zhouyuan's side with a tortoiseshell shield in his mouth, rubbing his body against his calf and screaming.

"Little white fox, that's good!" Yuwen Zhouyuan collected the tortoiseshell shield, then checked the white fox's injury, and took out the wound medicine from the storage bag to heal Xiaobai's injury.

"Little White Fox, for convenience, I'll call you Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I'm going to gather in Dianbing Mountain and go to the border to participate in the battle, you should be careful in the future, don't get hurt again, let's stop here!" Yuwen Zhouyuan bandaged the wound of the little white fox and said.

"Squeak!" the little white fox cried out anxiously, tears welling up in his eyes.

"Wouldn't you like to be separated from me, but your life would be in danger at any time when you go to the front!" Yuwen Zhou Yuan said.

"Squeak!" the little white fox chirped, as if to say, "I'm not afraid."

Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to know what the little white fox meant, he got up and said: "Okay, since you are willing to follow me Yuwen Zhouyuan, my Yuwen Zhouyuan will definitely not fail you, I see that your spiritual wisdom has been opened, then let's cultivate together!"

"Squeak!" the little white fox cried excitedly with a smile in his eyes.

"Then let's go. As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan's words fell, he picked up the little white fox and flew upwards with the Wind Resisting Technique.

Returning to the cliff and thinking about the life and death experience of several hours, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this road of cultivating immortals is really dangerous, just starting to go through life and death, to cultivate to the "breaking the void" and entering the Taihuang Mountain cultivation realm, I don't know how many difficulties I have to face!

Glancing at the little white fox in his arms, Yuwen Zhouyuan said in his heart I can't just hold it to order Bing Mountain, if only there was an artifact that could hold this little white fox.

Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly thought of the small bag that was obtained from Yan Junsheng like a storage bag instead of a storage bag, could it be that it was a spirit beast bag.

Yuwen Zhouyuan took out the small bag from the storage bag and found that there was a beast character on it, it turned out to be a spirit beast bag!

"Xiaobai, you have a home now, you will live there first, and there will be a chance to change it for you in the future!" After speaking, Yuwen Zhouyuan put the little white fox into the spirit beast bag, identified the direction, and then headed towards Dianbing Mountain to resist the wind.

In the verdant mountains, in a wide valley, at this time there was a military camp stationed on the inside and outside of the three floors.

On the way to the barracks, groups of a dozen or dozens of people were rushing from all over the place, led by the officials, and of course there were also people who were strangely dressed and looked like monks rushing to the barracks.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already seen the military camp from a distance, and for the sake of safety and in order not to attract the attention of others, Yuwen Zhouyuan swallowed a Hidden Geng Pill, and then transported the "Zhiyin True Technique" to cultivate to the sixth layer of the Hidden True Qi Period.

Then he stretched his waist, let out a long breath, and said to himself: "This military camp in Bingshan is really not small, how many people and horses are going to be gathered!"

"This brother doesn't know that 50,000 people have gathered in Dianbing Mountain this time, and it is said that there are 500 monks!" a voice continued.

Yuwen Zhouyuan followed the sound and found that a person came from the side path, this person was about thirty years old, wearing a Wensheng scarf, his face was like a silver plate and his eyes were like Langxing, wearing a cyan robe, shaking a folding fan, and a scholarly atmosphere.

This is originally a person who gathers the front line to fight, how can there be a scholar? Could it be that he is also a cultivator? Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan used the Spirit Eye Technique, and found that the other party was actually an eighth-layer cultivator in the True Qi Period.

"I don't know what Brother Tai is called, but the little brother Yuwen Zhouyuan is polite here. "Yuwen Juyuan hugged his fists.

"It turned out to be Brother Yuwen, Jiang Zhengming was a monk of Songfeng Academy, and this time he was ordered by the master to participate in the Dongyang Kingdom Monk Camp and went to the border to participate in the Great War for training. The scholar clenched his fists and laughed.

After Yuwen Zhouyuan heard the four words of Songfeng Academy, his heart couldn't help but move, this Songfeng Academy is the largest Confucian cultivation sect in Dongyang Kingdom, and it is said that it has once produced a great power above the level of True Monarch, and it is one of the largest sects in this Dongyang Continent!

Although Wancaomen is much stronger than the Xiuzhen family, it is far from being far behind compared to Songfeng Academy.

"It turned out to be Brother Jiang of Songfeng Academy, and the kid Yuwen Zhouyuan is an outer disciple of Wancaomen, and it is a blessing to be lucky to meet Brother Jiang. "Yuwen Juyuan was busy hugging his fists.

"Brother Yuwen is polite, Songfeng Academy is Songfeng Academy, Jiang Zhengming is Jiang Zhengming, gentlemen intersect regardless of the origin, otherwise they will be in love!" Jiang Zhengming returned the courtesy.

"Well, no matter where you come from, Brother Jiang, your friend, I Yuwen Zhouyuan has made a deal!" Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel hot in his heart after listening to Jiang Zhengming's words.

"Brother Yuwen, it's not too early, let's hurry up, if we are late, the pipe belt of the Xiuzhen Camp will give us small shoes, although you and I are not necessarily afraid of him, but more is better than less. Jiang Zhengming looked at the sky and said.

"So Brother Jiang, please!" Yuwen Zhou Yuan said.

"Brother Yuwen is polite, you and I will go together. Jiang Zhengming said.

Yuwen Zhouyuan was no longer polite, and the two of them rushed to the barracks with the banner of "Xiu" in the camp.

When the two arrived at the gate of the camp, they saw dozens of people lining up at a table to register.

"Later, everyone came here to register for the waist card, and the waist card should be kept properly, which is a status symbol, and it is also a necessary thing to record contribution points in exchange for rewards!" shouted an old man in his fifties with a big knife on his back.

Yuwen Zhouyuan and Jiang Zhengming lined up in turn to register and received the waist card, Yuwen Zhouyuan was assigned to the Dizi Group D, and Jiang Zhengming was assigned to the Tianzi Group A. It seems that this group still depends on the origin, Yuwen Zhou Yuan said in his heart.

Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't find the other Wancao Gate peers who came before him, and when he inquired, there was already a brigade that had been opened after the monks arrived, and he thought that those fellow sects were all in that brigade.

There are a total of fifteen people in the Dizi Ding group, who come from different small sects and Xiuzhen families, as well as scattered cultivators who have no background.

The leader of the Dizi D group is a young talent from the Xuanxin Sect in his twenties, who is at the peak of the ninth layer of the True Qi Stage, and his name is Guo Shifeng.

There was a young nun in the group, she covered her face with a light veil, and she couldn't see her appearance, but she was supposed to be a beautiful woman in terms of figure. Her name is Nangong Dai, and it is said that she is a disciple of the Nangong family, a family of immortal cultivators in the Dongyang Empire, and at the same time, she is also a disciple of the Wuguang Sect, a famous sect of Xiuzhen, but I don't know why she also participated in the Dongyang Monk Camp with such a transcendent status and went to the front line to fight!

Because Yuwen Zhouyuan compressed his cultivation to the sixth layer of the True Qi Stage, among these fifteen people, the cultivation he showed was not the lowest, but it was definitely the bottom five, so it was not eye-catching.

"Fellow Daoists, from today onwards, our Dizi D group is a collective, I hope you can support Guo, Guo has thanked you here. ”

Guo Shifeng greeted everyone after everyone arrived and received his clothes.

"Team Leader Guo is polite, I will definitely assist Team Leader Guo to complete the task. One of them, a young man with a sharp beak and eagle eyes, hugged his fists.

"Thank you so much, Brother Tan!" Guo Shifeng hugged his fists.

The person known as Brother Tan clasped his fists and saluted everyone: "All Daoists, please introduce yourself, brother Tan Zhengping Yuntai Sect disciple." ”

"By the way, fellow Daoists, please introduce yourself, we are so close, we may have a task tomorrow. Guo Shifeng said to everyone.

So everyone introduced themselves one by one, and soon everyone finished introducing them, Yuwen Zhouyuan found that nine of the fifteen people were from the Immortal Cultivation Sect, three were from the Immortal Cultivation Family, and the three were scattered cultivators with no sect and no family.

On the surface, everyone was in harmony, but Yuwen Zhouyuan secretly found that after the introduction just now, this fifteen-person group had been divided into three groups at that time, with the nine-person sect disciples including disciples headed by Guo Shifeng as a whole, the three disciples of the Xiuxian family headed by Zheng Xuande as a group, and the remaining three scattered cultivators.