Chapter 131 Chapter 131 (Catching Bugs) He didn't say a word...
Three days later.
In Anshui Town, a huge flying boat was parked in front of the mountain gate of Hehuan Sect.
Disciples from various sects who volunteered to participate in the demon-eliminating mission were lining up to board the flying boat. Among them, the number of people from Taixu Temple was the largest.
After all, they are the most serious sect in the unserious Xizhou. When it comes to exorcising demons, they feel like they have an obligation and no one else can do it better than them, so they are more enthusiastic about signing up than anyone else.
Before this, Fan Yang had finally managed to coax his junior brother into submission, and the two brothers became friends again.
Now he was whispering gossip with Jiang Yan, and Yan Yushan was cracking melon seeds beside him and listening.
"I heard that Taixu Temple was originally going to be established in Dongzhou or Nanzhou..."
"Then why did it move to Xizhou? The sect's location is right between the Hehuan Sect and the Xuanyin Sect." Jiang Yan asked.
Fan Yang: "It is said that back then, the Hehuan Sect and the Xuanyin Sect were both chaotic and evil, and all five continents were troubled by this. Taixu Temple gritted its teeth and said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' So it decided to build its sect in Xizhou to deter the other sects in Xizhou from making any rash moves."
Jiang Yan and Yan Yushan were immediately in awe.
As expected of a Buddhist disciple, his enlightenment is very high.
Behind him, Zhenren Hehuan passed by and heard it, and said, "Huh?"
"What?" He Huan Zhenren said indifferently: "The truth is not like this."
"Oh? Master, then tell us about it." The three disciples pricked up their ears.
He Huan Zhenren: "Back then, your master was flirting with many women and accidentally flirted with the Taixu Monastery Master. I thought he would have another lover, but he was not interested at all. No matter how the master flirted, he remained unmoved. He almost tricked the master into practicing with his hair uncut!"
The three of them gasped in unison!
The Hehuan Sect was almost gone!
Taixu Temple, so strong!
"Then what?" Jiang Yan asked impatiently.
He Huan Zhenren said: "The master reacted in time and fled in the dark! Afterwards, he thought more and more that something was wrong. He was obsessed with turning the tables, harassing others for several years, and even moved the sect from South Continent to West Continent."
Yan Yushan was stunned: "So we are the ones who moved?"
He Huan Zhenren nodded and lowered his voice: "The Grandmaster felt embarrassed to tell others about this, so he spread rumors in the martial arts world, which led to the rumors you mentioned. This is the sect's secret, so don't spread it around."
The three disciples nodded solemnly.
Jiang Yan asked: "What about the Xuanyin Sect? Were they originally in Xizhou?"
He Huan Zhenren: "Oh, they are from Dongzhou. They used to live next to the Sword Sect. Because they came to the Sword Sect disciples every day to hang out with them and brought bad habits into the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect Master became furious. He had a sparring match with the Xuan Yin Sect Master, who was defeated and moved away in disgrace."
"Because 'losing a fight and being forced to move away' was too unpleasant to hear, and the Grandmaster was just fooling the world, the two of them hit it off and just..."
Master Hehuan gave a few dry laughs.
There was a strange silence, and the four people tacitly changed the subject.
The Heavenly Wolf Guard came over quickly and said to Jiang Yan respectfully, "My Lord, everything is ready. We can set off now."
"Okay." Jiang Yan looked at Yan Yushan.
Yan Yushan smiled and said, "In that case, let's get on the flying boat."
He Huan Zhenren has three disciples, from highest to lowest, they are Jiang Yan, Yan Yushan, and Fan Yang. The headmaster requires all the masters to send at least one disciple (Nascent Soul or above) to fight, and they cannot refuse.
Originally Jiang Yan was enough, but Yan Yushan signed up on her own.
——"I am the senior sister, don't underestimate me!" These are Yan Yushan's original words.
Fan Yang wanted to go too, but was stopped by everyone, saying that they wanted to leave a candle for their master just in case...
Especially when he agreed to Pang Yunhu's request for reconciliation the day before he registered and said that he would marry Pang Yunhu when he returned from the battlefield, Zhenren Hehuan tore up the registration form in horror.
How dare you say such a thing? Are you trying to kill yourself?!
The brother and sister stood side by side in front of Master Hehuan.
Jiang Yan said: "Master——"
Master Hehuan raised his hand to stop.
"I have said a lot of farewell and instructions before, so there is no need to mention it now."
True Man He Huan said with emotion: "I still remember how young Yan'er was when he first entered the sect. Now, in the blink of an eye, he has become one of the most powerful people who have transcended tribulations."
“Master…”
"The war between humans and demons that has lasted for nearly a thousand years will end in the hands of my apprentice. It sounds really exciting." Master He Huan said with a smile, "Go, I wish you two good luck in martial arts and a victorious return!"
The two of them bowed together, quietly performed the disciple's salute, turned around and followed the team onto the flying boat.
The door of the flying boat closed, and the faint light of spiritual power appeared on both wings. It slowly rose into the air. In the blink of an eye, it sailed away into the distance, carrying hope.
…
The flying boat followed the Lingyu Sect's fixed route, disguised as carrying passengers, and stopped at an inconspicuous suburb in Zhongzhou.
After getting off the flying boat, the group walked along a hidden road, avoiding monsters and pedestrians, and arrived at the gathering place in an extremely low-key manner to meet up with others.
After waiting for another half an hour, the agreed time had arrived and everyone was present.
The monks who participated in the demon-eliminating mission were all elites from each sect. From the sect master, elders to the chief disciples, their cultivation was top-notch in each sect.
Jiang Yan even saw the snow demon soldiers from Beizhou.
When Xue Lan heard that they were about to take action, she killed a group of traitors with lightning speed, wiped out the Snow Demon Clan, and then hurried over with her men. Xue Tielong came with the team, while Xue Qing stayed behind to guard the Snow Realm.
It was the first time for some of the monks to encounter the snow demon. If it were not for the wrong occasion, they would have probably started trying to strike up a conversation with it.
Even so, there were still curious glances directed at them from time to time.
A little closer are Gu Jingyun’s Heavenly Wolf Guards.
The Wolf Guards were dressed in black armor, fully armed, standing silently in the forest. The Wolf Guards here were the personal guards who usually followed, and more people had already gone to the Demon Clan's lair and ambushed around them in advance, waiting for the young master's order, and then they would pick up swords, guns and other magic weapons to kill in.
Ji Ziheng received the message from the scouts ahead and reported: "Young Master, the scouts reported that the valley is filled with dense demonic energy and countless undead legions are hiding under the thick fog. It is definitely the demon clan's lair."
"Block all entrances and exits, don't let any demon escape, and even guard the sky above the valley!" said Gu Jingyun.
"Yes!" Ji Ziheng's heart trembled.
Jiang Yan distributed potions to everyone one by one - from detoxification pills to blood recovery potions, and most importantly, gave each person two magic scrolls, each containing a holy light spell.
All of them were made by Jiang Yan in the past few days.
Not to mention anything else, just dodging can kill a bunch of demons...
During this period, cultivators kept approaching Jiang Yan and Gu Jingyun to ask about the tactical arrangements for the decisive battle later, as if they had already regarded the two of them as the backbone.
The time has come.
In the field, people were scattered, some sitting and some standing, whispering to each other.
There was a constant rustling sound.
Gu Jingyun raised his voice slightly: "Everyone——"
Everyone gradually quieted down and turned their eyes away.
Gu Jingyun's expression was serious. His sword of self-examination had already been unsheathed and was hovering an inch away from his palm.
A peace sword tassel woven from red rope was swaying slightly in the air. The knot around the jade pendant was a little crooked, chubby and a little cute.
Jiang Yan stood not far away, with Song Hua and Yan Yushan beside him.
Gu Jingyun was speaking about the pre-war mobilization.
The man's words were concise but powerful, his face was stern and his shoulders were broad. He was also wearing black armor, and he was so majestic that he seemed to be able to hold up the world and ward off all the powerful enemies that attacked him.
Jiang Yan unconsciously touched the Demon-Breaking Sword in his hand, and his fingers gently stroked the sword tassel. The red tassel was long and straight, slipping through his white fingers.
Jiang Yan and Gu Jingyun looked at each other from a distance.
The beautiful woman with an icy temperament smiled slightly and grasped the Demon-Breaking Sword that had suddenly been unsheathed.
He didn't say a word, but he was already eager to fight.
A smile flashed in Gu Jingyun's eyes. He finished his very short pre-war mobilization speech and stretched out his hand.
The Sword of Questioning Heart fell into his palm.
"This trip will be a success," he said lightly.
The Heavenly Wolf Guards shouted in unison, with amazing momentum. Many monks were also inspired, and they all took out their magic weapons and shouted in response to boost their morale.
"Go!" Gu Jingyun shouted.
Jiang Yan took the lead and followed him, walking side by side. A group of cultivators followed behind the two of them, charging into the demon clan's lair - a huge valley with great momentum.
Under the attack of the crowd.
The barrier that the demons used for concealment and defense shattered in less than three seconds.
The thick fog that covered the sky dissipated as the barrier was broken, revealing the dense army of undead underneath.
Monsters cannot see the light, so they are hidden in a deep valley that never sees sunlight.
Even though Gu Jingyun deliberately chose noon to start the battle and broke the barrier, the valley was still gloomy and the sunlight could not reach the bottom of the valley, causing no hindrance to the monsters' actions.
No one felt disappointed at all, but instead seemed eager to try.
A group of people rushed forward screaming, their faces full of excitement that said "I want to grab the head".
"Jiang Xianjun said before how to use this thing? Just tear it apart, right?"
"Brothers, charge—"
"Blind their dog eyes! Wait, the demons should have demon eyes, right? Forget it, let's charge first!"
At the bottom of the valley, facing the monks rushing down like dumplings.
The high-level skeleton soldiers had just raised their weapons, and the zombies had just bared their sharp and strange fangs. Before they could make any move, they were hit head-on by clusters of sudden bright dawns.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh—”
The monsters screamed miserably, and the low-level monsters were instantly annihilated in the light.
"It really works!" The monks were extremely surprised and landed perfectly without any injuries.
Mid-level and high-level monsters can still tolerate the holy light and quickly pounce forward to bite, hack and kill, but the monks are not vegetarians and they fight ferociously.
In the past, when sparring with one's own people, one had to be merciful so as not to accidentally stab someone to death.
Now?
Why don't you just let go and hit me however you want!
Occasionally, something unexpected happens:
"This monster is so disgusting, its saliva is dripping onto my hand - ugh! Their saliva is corrosive!"
The saliva dripped onto the man's arm, corroding a large piece of flesh in an instant, and it was still corroding...
The young man used his sword to cut off a large chunk of flesh from his arm without hesitation.
The meat fell to the ground and a group of zombies pounced on it to grab the food. It was a very horrifying scene.
The young monk covered his right hand, which was bleeding and had faintly visible bones, and stepped back slightly, preparing to treat the wound simply.
Suddenly someone rushed over from the side.
The young man looked back vigilantly, and in an instant, the magic weapon was ready to go.
Until he realized that the person coming was his teammate.
"Master Jiang!" the young man shouted.
Jiang Yan rushed over and grabbed his arm without saying a word.
The young man watched as Jiang Xianjun held a short staff with the tip of the staff against his wound.
"Healing spell!"
A beam of light merged into his right arm that was severely injured by the monster.
Instantly, a strong itchy feeling came over him. The young man resisted the urge to move, and after a few seconds, the flesh and blood on his arm recovered at an astonishing speed.
The young man clenched his fist tentatively.
It's actually got better.
"Take a pill or drink a sip of the potion I give you!"
The battlefield was noisy, and Jiang Yan could only shout at the top of his lungs.
The young man replied in the same loud voice: "Thank you!!"
Monsters keep coming.
Jiang Yan kicked up, stretched out his arms, and pierced through the hearts of the two monsters with the long sword in his right hand. Holding the magic wand in his left hand, he cast a light spell behind him without looking back.
The monster that wanted to sneak attack him was dead without even a scream.
The young man was amazed that Jiang Xianjun not only had a high level of cultivation at such a young age, but also had such proficient practical combat skills.
He used the sword in his right hand and the strange spell in his left hand, doing two things at the same time without any confusion.
Jiang Yan didn't have time to care about what other people thought. He just happened to see someone injured and came over to rescue.
After the rescue, he charged into the center of the enemy camp alone.
He frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy.
Something is wrong.
We’ve already broken into the enemy’s lair, so why can’t we see the Great Elder of the Demon Tribe?
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