Chapter 270: Lightning Illuminates Mountains and Rivers

Soon, Zheng Shan's team reunited with the large force led by Sect Leader Yuan.

The migrating population, which already numbered tens of thousands, suddenly expanded to about 300,000.

The head of the sect was very nice to her, but he was always frowning, which made her afraid to get close to him.

"Brother, what's the situation?"

Let those disciples go and maintain order. Uncle Pang walked up to Sect Master Yuan and asked softly.

"Not good." Sect Leader Yuan shook his head. "The Great Freedom Demon Sect is serious this time. I was very cautious and led them to avoid people, but I still ran into seven or eight demon sect Nascent Souls..."

After hearing this, Uncle Pang's expression also became serious.

Now they all know that the God of Transformation seems to be restricted and will not appear in the world easily.

But Yuanying is also a rare and powerful person.

"Where is the Hundred Immortals Alliance?"

Sect Leader Yuan showed a trace of admiration on his face: "Master Tongming made a heroic move and ordered all the sects of the Hundred Immortals Alliance to evacuate. I think he wanted to integrate the Hundred Immortals Alliance to prevent others from taking advantage of it again, and at the same time help each other."

Uncle Pang thought for a while and understood Master Tongming's idea.

Even though he didn't care about the disunity of the Hundred Immortals Alliance before.

But now the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse, and he will not allow what happened to the Yuling Sect to happen again.

Do you really think that the Venerable Huashen has no temper?

However... he was not optimistic about Master Tongming.

He looked up at his senior brother and saw that his face was full of thought. It was obvious that his thoughts were similar to his own: after all, there was only one Deity in the Hundred Immortals Alliance, and there was the Demon Ancestor behind the Great Freedom Demon Sect. The gap between them was obvious - the Blood River Ancestor was enough to make Master Tongming suffer.

"Master Tongming has a wide range of friends, maybe we can find some help." Master Yuan shook his head and said, "If we want to go back, I'm afraid we will be busy."

Uncle Pang nodded, turned around, and looked at the more than 300,000 ordinary people behind them, feeling somewhat helpless.

Although they are Yuanying, it is not easy to lead so many people together.

On the one hand, these people are considered to be Jiushan Sect’s own people.

On the other hand, they heard rumors of the emergence of the Great Freedom Demon Sect, and out of fear they migrated with them.

But leaving their homeland, their future is uncertain.

The walking team was noisy and silent, with a vague sense of uneasiness.

"Zheng Fa said that the Sun and Moon Bell can now be moved. If we continue to move forward, he will come to pick us up." Sect Leader Yuan said the good news, "We should be able to reunite in four or five days."

"That's much easier."

A smile appeared on Uncle Pang's face, and his mind moved as he looked up into the sky.

Uncle Huang flew over from a distance, holding a yellow leather bag in his hand.

Uncle Huang handed the bag to Uncle Pang, who threw it to the ground, revealing a door two people high. The door was bright, and inside was a warehouse, with grain piled four or five people high, and there was no end in sight.

"Disciples, come and get the food and distribute it."

Uncle Pang said loudly.

When those who migrated with them saw the full granaries and valleys of grain, the anxious atmosphere suddenly dissipated a lot.

…

The crowd was happily distributing rations, but Uncle Pang could see the heaviness on Junior Sister Huang’s…Senior Sister Huang’s face.

"What's wrong?"

He exchanged glances with the Sect Leader and asked through voice transmission.

"The price of food has risen sharply." Uncle Huang said, "I heard that the Great Freedom Demon Sect has occupied many cities. Now the sale of food must be approved by them."

Uncle Pang immediately understood and said, "It doesn't matter if it's expensive. We don't lack gold and silver... But if the Great Freedom Demon Cult controls the grain trade, we have to feed so many people..."

He looked at the endless crowd that spread all over the mountains.

"When I came back, I ran into the disciples of the Great Freedom Demon Sect... They seemed to be coming this way."

Uncle Huang added.

Sect Leader Yuan frowned and looked towards the northwest. In the distant sky, several black figures emerged, staring at everyone with cold eyes like vultures looking for an opportunity.

"The Nascent Soul of the Great Freedom Demon Sect..."

Uncle Pang spoke.

"Nothing, we are afraid of them, and they are afraid of us, Jiushan Sect..." Seeing those people hesitant and not daring to approach, Sect Leader Yuan thought about it and figured out the reason, and said, "Ancestor Xuehe suffered a great loss, I'm afraid these people are not sure either."

Uncle Pang used his Void Spirit Eye to look into the distance and nodded, saying, "Brother is right. This group of people seem to be here to investigate."

The head of the sect thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, don't rush on your way - we will be safe when Zheng Fa arrives."

Uncle Pang immediately understood his senior brother's idea of ​​keeping calm and thought it was a good idea.

If you panic, that group of people will see your true situation.

But more and more people from the Great Freedom Demon Sect gathered around.

The Nascent Souls did not dare to approach, but they did not spare the lives of the lower-level disciples - gradually, the Great Freedom Demon Sect sent wave after wave of Foundation Establishment disciples to harass.

The three of Sect Leader Yuan are of course not afraid of these people.

But the people they brought with them were originally mortals, so they were not so reassured.

"Shan'er?"

Zheng Shan stood on tiptoe and looked up at the sky.

In the sky, black clouds were accompanied by blood clouds, and there was a fishy smell in the wind. It seemed that countless wronged souls were whispering and roaring in their ears.

The sound of the wind at night is particularly creepy.

It made her unable to sleep.

Zheng Shan turned around and looked at her mother who was calling her.

Mother Zheng said with a worried look on her face: "Those people said that we were surrounded by those people from the Demon Sect?"

Zheng Shan nodded. They had not moved for a whole day, and everyone could see why - there were disciples of the Demon Sect eyeing them covetously from all directions.

"There are also rumors that the food is running out..."

Zheng's mother said again.

Huang Yu, who was standing nearby with his father, Manager Huang, also looked heavy-faced when he heard this.

Manager Huang thought for a moment and said, "Several masters dare not leave without permission. Perhaps they cannot buy food. At present, it seems that there is no shortage of food... but I don't know how many days it can last."

"Come to me."

Just as Zheng Shan was about to speak, she heard Uncle Huang's voice transmission. She was stunned and glanced at her mother. From her mother's expression, she could tell that she had also heard the voice transmission.

Several people came to the center of the tent.

When Master Huang saw them, his smile disappeared too.

She warned them, "From now on, just follow me and don't run around. Do you understand?"

Zheng Shan nodded obediently, was silent for a while, and then asked bravely: "Master, can't we leave?"

Master Huang glanced at her and said, "Even if they can't leave, I can still take you with me."

Zheng Shan didn't quite understand what this meant.

But Huang Yu and his son were slightly shocked - these words had two meanings.

One is that the three real people have already made plans for the worst.

On the other hand, it can be seen that Jiushan Sect attaches great importance to the Zheng family.

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They didn't know whether to be happy or sad...

…

One day later, the demonic monks around became a little bolder and came closer, and more and more disciples came to harass them.

Zheng Shan often saw the head master suddenly disappear in front of her, and then golden lightning would streak across the sky, scaring away a circle of dark clouds.

But after the lightning, the black cloud moved three points closer.

At noon, Zheng Shan looked up at the sky with her eyes wide open, looking for any trace of the sun - but there was no sign of it. Above her head were only black and red clouds, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Zheng Shan couldn't help but tightly grasp the sleeve of Uncle Huang beside her.

"Don't be afraid, just follow me."

Uncle Huang patted her twice and spoke in a gentle voice.

"I'll take you out later."

"Real person..." Zheng Shan seemed to understand and looked at the other people, "What about them?"

Uncle Huang’s silence made the young Zheng Shan suddenly feel a heaviness that she had never understood before.

As if knowing what she was thinking, Uncle Huang touched her head and said nothing for a long time.

It was not until later that she whispered, "If we don't leave, we will harm these mortals..."

She seemed to be explaining to Zheng Shan.

"Those people from the Great Freedom Demon Sect are becoming more and more courageous. If a fight really breaks out, we won't be able to protect these people."

Zheng Shan nodded ignorantly.

"What will happen to them?"

Uncle Huang paused, as if he wanted to lie, but looking at Zheng Shan's black and white eyes, he didn't know what to say, so he just said frankly: "I don't know..."

“…”

"This is the mystery... The fate of mortals is never in their own hands."

Zheng Shan was stunned, and felt that these words were even more frightening than the lingering mumbling that night.

She looked at the densely packed tents around her and the dazed faces of the people, thinking about their unknown fate.

At this moment, she actually felt relieved by the math problems that had troubled her for two years...

"You enter my Five Dragons Palace!"

In the evening, Uncle Pang said to Zheng Shan and the disciples of Jiushan Sect.

The crowd began to stir, as if they knew something.

Zheng Shan was hugged tightly by her mother. She turned her head and looked into the distance.

The golden thunderbolts became more and more numerous and more and more urgent, but they could no longer stop the black clouds from approaching.

The night sky was so dark that it made people feel despairing.

The sound of crying spread from the crowd.

It started with a low whimper.

Then there were panicked cries.

The last one was a wail of despair.

Amid the loud crying, Zheng Shan buried her head in her mother's neck, but somehow she started to cry too.

Suddenly.

A bell rang from afar.

"Zheng Fa is here!"

Uncle Pang said with surprise and joy.

Zheng Shan suddenly looked up and saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

A golden bell appeared high in the sky.

The sound of the bells drowned out the weeping of hundreds of thousands of people.

As soon as a bell rang, hundreds of lightning flashed.

After hundreds of bell sounds, the black clouds that once covered the sky and the earth dispersed desperately, leaving only the golden bell above the head and the bright moon in the sky.

The night was reassuringly peaceful, and the tense atmosphere of the past few days seemed like a dream.

Then I heard a familiar voice ringing in my ears.

"Don't be afraid."

The golden bell fell and turned into a glowing archway on the ground. Inside the archway was the figure she had been thinking about day and night.

"elder brother!"

Zheng Shan jumped off her mother and ran towards Zheng Fa without even wiping her tears.

Zheng Fa picked her up, weighed her in his arms, and nodded, seeming to be very satisfied with her weight.

Senior Sister Zhang, Senior Sister Yuan, and Little Golden Crow, who were standing aside, two people and one bird... one person and two birds, looked at the smile on Zheng Fa's face, then looked at Zheng Shan, their expressions all thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)