disaster
After Jiang Yun and Ye Qingci left Zhang Huailan's residence, they stayed at the foot of the mountain for two days and then returned to Lingcang Peak.
I also brought some things for the two of them.
The dawn was just breaking. Xiao Yuan hadn't slept well the previous night, so he got up early. He casually picked up a book, smoothed his messy hair, and tied it halfway with a headband.
Not long after, Yin Heng woke up, and after a hasty tidying up, he was half-dragged and half-pulled away by Jiang Yun. When he came back, Yin Heng put his hands behind his back, looking mysterious.
Xiao Yuan glanced at him from the corner of his eye. "What are you doing?" Yin Heng's smile deepened as he took out a hairpin from behind his back. "My junior brothers brought this back from the mountain. They asked me to give it to you. Do you like it?"
The hairpin was finely crafted and suited him perfectly. Xiao Yuan hummed a sound. Yin Heng pinched his chin, trying to insert it for him. Xiao Yuan's face puffed up from the pinching. He looked resentful and let Yin Heng tinker with it.
The gatekeeper disciple stood with a sword in hand, and the white dove returned to the mountain. The disciple raised his hand, and the white dove landed on the back of his hand, and took out the letter from its claws.
The sky was dyed red and the mountains and forests were dead silent.
The disciple unfolded the letter, read it, and hurried away, his brow furrowed, his hand gripping the hilt of the sword.
The hairpin hung loosely in Xiao Yuan's hair. He raised his hand to take it off and said helplessly, "Stop it." He placed the hairpin on the table and Yin Heng put it back into the box for him.
The gatekeeper came running over breathlessly, and without regard for etiquette, he pushed the door open and said, "Young Master!"
Yin Heng raised his eyes to look at the person, put down the things in his hand, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"The disciples down the mountain have sent word that the ghost world has opened wide and has invaded the city!"
Hearing this, Xiao Yuan paused. Yin Heng took his outer robe and asked, "Where is the Lord?"
The disciple clasped his fists and nodded, replying, "The Lord has been in seclusion for the past few days."
Yin Heng understood that Yin Jingyi was in seclusion and no one could see him.
Yin Heng put on his outer robe and picked up his sword. "Gather all the disciples and follow my instructions!"
"yes!"
After the disciple left, they both wore swords and buckled their silver wrist guards. Yin Heng untied his messy hair and tied it up high again. "Ah Han, the opening of the ghost world this time will surely be extremely dangerous. Are you afraid?"
Xiao Yuan had already taken half a step forward. He turned his back to Yin Heng and said in a deep voice, "I'm more afraid of the city falling." Before he finished speaking, he left resolutely.
He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that these peaceful days would be destroyed.
The two of them hurried out, while the disciples and elders stood by. Ye Qingci and Jiang Yun were already waiting. Yin Heng and Xiao Yuan stood shoulder to shoulder at the front. "All disciples, listen up! Forty percent of us will stay in the city to protect the people. The rest will follow me to the ghost world!"
"Young Master, please allow me to go with you!" The woman's gentle voice was remarkably clear. Li Qingqian, dressed in a black robe, her long hair tied into a ponytail, looked capable and dashing. She stood at the edge of the crowd, her eyes gleaming.
As the only woman.
Although he is not a man, his heart is as fierce as a man.
Yin Heng first sent the other disciples down the mountain, led by Elder Xuanye. He approached Li Qingqian and said, "Miss Qingqian, this journey is extremely dangerous. You should stay on the mountain."
"How can I survive alone when everyone else is in trouble?" She looked into his eyes with an extremely determined look.
"Let's go."
The Chunyuan Sect, the sect closest to the Ghost Realm, arrived first. Due to the large number of ghost soldiers, they had no choice but to create a barrier to isolate some of them. The ghost soldiers outside the barrier were isolated, and the disciples of the sect fought against the ghost soldiers inside the barrier, temporarily gaining the upper hand.
By the time Yin Heng and his men arrived, cracks had already appeared in the barrier, and the remaining sects began to arrive. The sky above the edge of the ghost realm was dyed red, shrouded in blood, and filled with a thick ghost aura.
Yin Heng drew his sword, slashed the approaching ghost soldiers, and shouted, "Open the barrier!"
A hundred men formed a formation, a golden light shimmered, and a barrier enveloped them. Some of the ghost soldiers within the barrier had been eliminated, while those outside were breaking through it.
Yin Heng took the initiative, creating a powerful gust of wind that blew several ghost soldiers to the side. Xiao Yuan, seeing the situation, swung his sword and severed the ghost soldiers in half. Blood splattered all over him, staining his azure robe. Xiao Yuan tore off the robe and threw it to the ground.
Jiang Yun and Ye Qingci acted separately from the other two, and they worked together to eliminate the ghost soldiers. Jiang Yun was too energetic and kept rushing in the front, being attacked from both sides.
Ye Qingci grabbed his waist from the side, holding him in his arms, and killed two ghost soldiers. He took the opportunity to catch his breath and said angrily: "Ayun, you are not in good health, don't rush to the front."
Before Jiang Yun could reply, another ghost soldier came forward. He slashed with his sword, and a circle of fire ignited around the two of them, the scorching flames driving the ghost soldiers back.
Xiao Lanyu was alone, at the edge of the barrier, surrounded by several ghost soldiers. He had no sword and the only thing he held in his hand was a fan.
Xiao Lanyu leaped up, his clothes flying, and his toes planted on the ghost soldier's shoulder. He stepped on the ghost soldier, leaned down, and broke his neck with one hand.
The moment the ghost soldier with a broken neck fell, Xiao Lanyu swept his leg, and the rest of the ghost soldiers crawled on the ground in a panic. He swung the handle of his fan, and the hidden weapons hidden in the fan flew out, piercing their bodies and taking their lives.
At this time, the barrier still has the upper hand, and there are only a few ghost soldiers left, but outside the barrier...
Pluto Yiming was sitting in the palace, watching this "good show". A man rushed in and shouted angrily, "Yming! Did you open the barrier without permission?"
Yi Ming looked at him calmly, his face charming and full of masculine spirit. "It's me, what do you think?"
The man tried his best to restrain himself and questioned him: "Didn't I tell you to wait until the right time and discuss it before opening it?!"
Yi Ming approached him, grasped his chin, and taunted him, "Negotiate? You haven't given me anything you promised me. You were the first to break the contract." He looked down at the man, "Could it be that you've been pretending to be a good person so long that you're ready to make it real? Can't you bear to see your compatriots die, you kind-hearted Taoist priest?"
The man slapped his hand away. "Lord Pluto, I promised you everything I promised you. I've already planned everything out. Do you know that you opened the barrier prematurely and ruined my plan?"
Yi Ming sneered, "Master, you've gotten all the benefits. What do you think of me?" He leaned closer to the man, staring at him with his red eyes. "And do you dare to say you haven't plotted against me?"
"You pretended to cooperate with me, but in fact you were plotting against me and wanted my position."
Yi Ming leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, "Are you worthy?"
"Ha ha--"
The man laughed softly, his laughter was crazy and paranoid, "Do I deserve it?" He grabbed Yi Ming's neck. When Yi Ming tried to break free, the corpse poison spread rapidly from his fingertips, and his whole body was unable to move.
"Lord Pluto, why don't you see if I am worthy of it."
The ghost soldiers inside the barrier had been eliminated, and everyone was worrying about how to deal with the ghost soldiers outside when they suddenly felt the ground shaking slightly.
A pitch-black demonic beast charged from behind, its blue demonic patterns glowing with a dazzling light. Three demonic beasts charged forward, violently slamming into the barrier. A flock of black birds circled overhead.
The barrier, which was already cracked, trembled violently, and the cracks spread, showing signs of breaking.
Li Qingqian had just killed many ghost soldiers and was already exhausted. Seeing this, he rushed to the formation.
The monks standing in formation saw her and kept their original posture, "What are you doing here, woman? Go back!"
Li Qingqian sheathed his sword and stepped forward to help. "What about the woman? Can't the woman stay here?!"
The monster's offensive power increased instead of decreasing. Even if everyone exhausted their spiritual energy, it was still like an ant trying to shake a tree. With a cracking sound, the barrier broke.
"Well--"
"The barrier is broken!"
“Ahhh—”
The moment the barrier was broken, ghost soldiers, demon beasts, and black birds rushed in. The black birds circling overhead swooped down and pecked at their eyes, and the demon beasts pounced and bit their necks.
Li Qingqian raised her hand to block a black bird, and its sharp claws tore at her flesh. She grunted and strangled the black bird's neck.
The demon beast was charging forward, and Ye Qingci was trying to avoid it, so he didn't pay attention for a moment. When he went to look for him again, Jiang Yun had already been separated. There were too many demon soldiers, and he could not be seen in the vast sea of people.
He panicked and kept calling his name, but got no response.
However, the ghost soldiers would not give him a chance to breathe.
Ah Yun, where are you...
Xiao Lanyu had killed many ghost soldiers before, and the hidden weapons in his fan were exhausted, and the fan bones were half broken. He gasped, "The heavens are going to destroy my cultivation world!"
The sounds of swords clashing, flesh being pierced, and the roar of the monster Xuanniao echoed in his ears.
The blood formed a river and the corpses piled up like a mountain.
The rivers and seas are no longer peaceful, only chaos remains on the ground.
Xiao Yuan shook off the blood beads on the sword, and his ankle was suddenly grabbed. "Save me..." He looked down and saw that Gongsun Xia's carotid artery was bitten by the monster. He pressed it with one hand, and blood flowed out from between his fingers.
Xiao Yuan ignored Gongsun Xia and didn't intend to care about him, but he shamelessly refused to let Xiao Yuan leave, "Xiao Yuan...save me..."
He grabbed Xiao Yuan's hand, the one he had broken earlier. Xiao Yuan squatted down. The red of his blood made him look even more beautiful. He grabbed Gongsun Xia's hand and broke it again.
"For someone like you, dying on the battlefield is a great honor." His voice was more indifferent than usual, even with a hint of mockery.
Gongsun Xia knew that it was impossible for him to save him, and stared at Xiao Yuan with bloodshot eyes, "You bitch! Don't even think about walking out of here alive!"
He removed his hand from around his neck and grasped Xiao Yuan's ankle tightly. The beast charged towards them. Xiao Yuan's eyes were filled with an unprecedented sinister look. He raised his foot and stomped down hard, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard.
Xiao Yuan escaped and dodged, and the monster bit Gongsun Xia madly and swallowed him in a moment.
At this moment, a strange sense of pleasure grew within him. Last time here, he had poisoned Yin Heng with the Luo Jing poison, and this time, he had been devoured by the demonic beast. He was vindictive and ruthless, showing no mercy to those who deserved death.
Xiao Yuan mobilized his spiritual power, and the ice imprisoned the monster's four legs. He used the sword to cut off the monster's head, and the blue demon pattern dimmed.
Yin Heng fought the ghost soldiers alone, his limbs numb. His disciples were dead or wounded. He cared for the lives of his disciples and never saw anyone from the Medicine Sect. He isolated himself from the ghost soldiers and helped the wounded disciples to their feet.
He helped the others retreat to the back and finally found Medicine Sect disciples in a secluded area, but there were very few of them and they were all treating patients. He walked over quickly and asked, "Did Medicine Sect only send these people?!"
The Medicine Sect disciple was busy with his work and didn't look up at him. He just said, "There are still people over there. A lot of disciples have been sent from the city, so those are relatively new disciples. They have never seen a bloody scene, so they were scared when they got on the battlefield."
Yin Heng looked around and indeed saw several Medicine Sect disciples hiding in the corner, trembling with fear. However, as a Medicine Sect disciple, how could he stand by and watch someone die without helping?
Yin Heng settled the injured disciple, then stepped forward and grabbed one person by the collar, his expression growing increasingly angry. "You cowards, you are not fit to be on the battlefield! You are not fit to be cultivators!"
Yin Heng let go of the man, turned around and roared, "Disciples of the Cang Jing Sect, anyone who knows medicine, go and treat him immediately, regardless of sect!"
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