Yuliu Town, located on the edge of a diversion of Yishui, although the town is not very big, but it also has everything it should have, by the mountains and water, most of the people here are fishing to maintain their livelihood, so the price of fish in the town is much cheaper than other places.

Although it does not have the prosperity of a large town, it is not bad as Yuliu Town, with taverns, teahouses, bookstores and inns, maintaining all the needs of pedestrians and merchants.

Frequent to the inn, I don't know if the shopkeeper is because he hopes that there will be customers to come to such a name, the inn seems to be a little dilapidated because of the reason that it has not been repaired for a long time, but the business still can't stop thriving, after all, there is only this town within a radius of dozens of miles, and there is only this inn in the town.

Compared to the past, all the guests who ate downstairs were relatively peaceful, even the fiercest scoundrels in the town in the past, and they all seemed very peaceful at this time.

The day before yesterday, a few young people who seemed to be high-rollers came to Yuliu Town, and the scoundrels in the town at that time thought that they were the head snakes of the land, so they wanted to seek some benefits from those outsiders, but they did not expect that they turned out to be cultivators, so it was impossible for those ruffians to bully their neighbors for months to come.

Although those cultivators did not kill anyone, it was still easy to make ordinary people lie down for months with their methods, so since those cultivators stayed in the Frequent Inn, the entire Yuliu Town seemed to be much calmer, and some unquiet things that happened in the past were all disappeared without a trace, as if they had been quietly agreed, and occasionally there were white old men sitting in front of the house, tearfully saying that this Yuliu Town was what their ancestors looked like when they first came.

Cultivators are extremely far away from ordinary people, especially such a small fishing town, so there are many Huaichun girls who often come to the inn in the past few days, and even some of them are bold enough to walk into the inn, just to see what the legendary cultivator looks like.

"Senior Brother Qin hasn't caught up yet?"

In a brightly lit room in the inn, four young cultivators were sitting around a table, and a man in a green shirt pushed open the door and walked in.

Seeing the comer, the four young cultivators hurriedly stood up and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Yang. ”

Subsequently. The young man closest to the door continued, "Senior Brother Qin has already sent news, we will definitely be able to arrive here tomorrow morning, and we will not be able to delay our trip when the time comes." ”

The man in the green shirt softened slightly, as if he said to himself, "Because he has been delayed for two days." If he still can't come tomorrow morning, we will immediately leave for the Taipei camp, and we don't have to spend any more time waiting for him here. ”

After a pause, the man in the green shirt continued: "The sect asked you to come here this time, which can be regarded as an assessment. However, you must keep in mind that battlefield cultivation is not as comfortable as in the sect, and the masculine blood qi that the two armies rush to kill in front of the formation can even break through the heaven and earth vitality, so the first thing you must learn is how to get the maximum effect with the least amount of true element power. ”

"The battlefield has never been a place for individual heroes, even if the Seven Realms Grandmaster faces the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people are killed, it is not impossible for him to die, and even if he is drawn into the center of the battlefield and dies, I don't want to take your people with me when I come out, but when I go back, I will bring a box containing your bones, do you understand what I mean?"

The man in the green shirt had a fierce voice and looked extremely serious. But what he said was summed up by countless blood and lives, and the sound of killing was shocking under the battle between the two armies, and cultivators with weak minds even lost control of their own strength when they saw the sea of corpses and blood, and any battlefield soldier could easily kill him, such examples were not uncommon, especially those greenhouse flowers who had never seen blood.

"Senior brother, don't worry, we can save it. ”

Looking at the indifferent looks of the few young juniors in front of him, the man in the green shirt didn't say much, he knew that any harsh words could not compare to the real reality, and waited until they saw the mountains of corpses and blood on the battlefield. You will know how weak the role of individual power can play on the battlefield.

Now that the Yan and Zhao dynasties are fighting, these cultivators have been ordered to go to the front line, and anything dangerous can happen, and under such a torrent of history. Even the grandmaster characters are just chess pieces, and these people don't even have the qualifications to be chess pieces, so they can only go with the flow, like small fish in the waves, and they don't know when they will be annihilated by this wave.

Many people didn't understand why Emperor Yan would let these cultivators rush to the army to fight for generals, but he knew very well that this was Emperor Yan's compromise with the sect. If they want to tie all the cultivation sects in Yanjing City to the chariot of Dayan, the cultivators of the sect have to do more than just the horse pulling the cart at the front, they also want to be the people sitting on the chariot.

No matter how many outstanding cultivators there are in the sect, how many grandmasters are on the moving side, as long as they are involved in the never-ending battlefield killing, they will only be greeted by the exhaustion of the true yuan, the exhaustion of the essence and blood, and then the ruthless iron hooves trampled into fine soil, which is not unheard of in previous wars, I don't know how many grandmaster figures are besieged by the army, and there is no life under the blockade of the battle array, and they can only die in pain with the last drop of blood.

All the sects in Yanjing City are united, even if Emperor Yan doesn't want to see such a scene, the thunder method to destroy the Soul Leaving Sect is just to express his determination to the cultivation sect, and the subsequent Huairou method is the way for Emperor Yan to do things.

The sect world naturally understood Emperor Yan's purpose, and also knew what kind of benefits they could get with the help of this war, but after all, the swords on the battlefield were ruthless, if all the cultivators were all in array with armor like ordinary soldiers, even if they won in the end, there would not be much left.

Let the cultivators of the sect go to the army to fight and win the generals, because it is easier for the soldiers in charge to survive than ordinary soldiers, this is a compromise made by Emperor Yan to ensure that the cultivators of the sect will not be used as cannon fodder, which can not only meet the requirements of the sect, but also remove all the moths in the generals, as for the final ownership of military power, is it obviously impossible for those soldiers to rebel against Da Yan because of the change of generals.

Thinking of the advice of the elders of the sect, a trace of fire flashed in the eyes of the man in the green shirt, this is not only to complete the task of the sect, but also to ensure that he can survive this war.

After casually greeting a few juniors, the man in the green shirt walked out of the door and walked towards the passage of his room.

The moment the palm of his hand touched the door of the house, the man in the green shirt turned sharply, just like the eyes of an eagle falcon when it caught its prey.

With a bang, the wooden door under his hand exploded in an instant, and countless fierce natal vitality rushed towards the house wrapped in broken wood chips, like an old dragon, old but not decaying, followed by the man in green shirt stepped in as quickly as an arrow shadow.

Almost instantly, a pitch-black figure flew out of the window, like a bat at night, and soon disappeared without a trace.

The man in the green shirt showed a cruel smile on his face, and broke out of the window without any scruples, and also slid out of the window like a night bat, leaving only the messy house and the broken and exploding window sashes.

The two sharp figures cut through the void like arrows, because it was at night, so no one saw such a picture, even if they occasionally noticed a little different, they would only think that it was a wind shadow, after all, the breeze at night in Yuliu Town has never stopped.

One after the other, one after the other, the two of them soon left the boundary of Yuliu Town, and walked quickly towards the deeper part of Yishui, the cultivators who could control the sky were at least the True Meditation Realm, and their speed was faster than that of ordinary carriages, I don't know how many times.

Poof!

As if a boulder had sunk into the water, the figure in front fell directly towards Yi Shui, and soon all traces had been covered by Yi Shui.

The man in the green shirt slammed his body, and looked at Yi Shui's eyes with some slight hesitation, he didn't even know who the person was, let alone what the purpose was, at this time, the person plunged under the Yi Shui riverbed, and he couldn't be sure if there was a trap below.

With the slightest hesitation, the man in the green shirt turned around and returned without warning, he knew that although he had only delayed for a little time, if the man under the water really wanted to get rid of himself through Yi Shui, that little time was enough to hide all his traces, after all, if he wanted to find a person under Yi Shui, it would be tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

If it was the second case, he plunged into it at this time, but he was afraid that it would never be possible to come out again, so no matter what the situation was under Yi Shui now, he had no reason to follow, so he immediately returned to Yuliu Town, with a delicate mind and decisive action.

Rushing back to the inn, the man in the green shirt frowned, and there was almost silence in the inn when he left, after all, it was already time to fall asleep, but when he came back, the lights were already on, as if the guests of the entire inn had been awakened.

Walking up the stairs to his room, the man in the green shirt heard a chaotic noise, as well as the voices of his juniors and brothers, like an argument over breaking the door.

The man in the green shirt had a gloomy face, he was already irritable because of the mysterious man, and when he heard these noises, it was like countless gongs and drums buzzing and exploding in his ears, and he couldn't calm down.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the originally noisy scene suddenly fell silent, and the anger of a cultivator was something that ordinary people could bear.

He calmly glanced at the innkeeper, threw out a Yunhai knife coin, and the man in the green shirt walked towards the room with a cold face.

The innkeeper's face was bloodless, and he took the Yunhai knife coin tremblingly, and in the face of this knife coin that was enough to buy several of his inn, the innkeeper barely squeezed out a trace of astringency.

The man in the green shirt sat on a wooden chair covered with sawdust, still thinking about who the mysterious man was and what the purpose of coming here was.

Suddenly, the man's pupils shrank, and on the table full of sawdust, there was a red-edged black poster with two dark red seal characters printed on the post, as if it was coagulated by dried blood. (To be continued.) )