Chapter 311 We, the inferior ones, should follow the superior Wushang Sect

"Junior Master, the demonic tide is approaching. It is estimated that at this speed, it will arrive in half an hour."

Yuan Ye put down the Thousand Eyes and turned to report to Lin Du.

Lin Du frowned slightly, "It's faster than I expected. According to the speed we were going, we still have at least a whole night to go."

Yuan Ye was also a little surprised. "It's much faster than before. It's as if... they knew we were all here."

Lin Du paused the finishing movement in his hand and looked at Yuan Ye.

Meng Ling, who was helping on the other side, also came over with his disciples, "Fellow Daoist Lin, the south is ready."

In fact, Lin Du's cultivation is far higher than Meng Ling's, but Lin Du is too young, and they, who have fought together in the Zhongzhou Competition, don't care about calling people by their cultivation.

Lin Du's brows relaxed slightly. "As expected of you, you are disciples of Lian Heng Sect. With you here, the progress and strength of the defense array are much better than I imagined."

"Shame on you." Meng Ling was a little embarrassed, "I'm glad I didn't hold Fellow Daoist Lin back."

Lin Du shook his head, "Fellow Daoist, you are joking. If you lay a solid foundation and lay out the formation carefully, you will all be excellent formation masters in the future. I just grew up on a high mountain, but who says that a tree grown in a plain is not a towering tree?"

The blood moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the northwest city like a purgatory on earth. There was an ominous atmosphere everywhere, but the edge of the defensive formation was covered with golden patterns that covered the entire city. They stood in front of this circle of golden patterns, as if guarding the last pure land.

Meng Ling didn't know what the other disciples behind him thought, but he felt that Lin Du was indeed worthy of the first place.

No prefix is ​​required.

The formation master of Luoshu Sect also stood up. Although he was not satisfied with losing to Lin Du again, he still had to help.

Lin Du turned and headed towards the city. "The formation has been activated. It will consume quite a few spirit stones. I'll trouble everyone to take care of the defense formation and replenish the spirit stones in time."

"We, the monks, have been harmed by evil spirits and are powerless. Now we have a chance to protect our homeland, so we should do our best." said the formation master of Luoshu Sect.

Meng Ling was interrupted:...Then, the same for me?

Lin Du glanced at the people from Luoshu Sect and said, "Stop showing off your knowledge."

Formation Master: Huh?

Lin Du had already walked a long way. "Tell the city lord to gather all the monks who came to support. Except for the disciples of Lianheng Sect and Jishi Sect who cannot fight, everyone should be on standby. The demon tide is accelerating, and it won't give us much time to prepare."

Yan Qing responded and flew away, followed by the chief disciple of the Chixiao sect who was leaping forward and trying to take Lin Du's attack.

Mo Lin and Yuan Ye took advantage of the situation and stood in front of Yi Zhen. "Master, should we temporarily build a base outside the city?"

"It's too late." Lin Du glanced at the blood moon in the sky. "The blood moon in the sky will intensify the demonic tide."

When they went down to the city tower, Je Sejong's disciples were distributing the sachets they had developed to resist evil spirits. When Du Shao saw Lin Du, he hurriedly handed the sachet in his hand over.

"Sister Du Shao." A sachet was stuffed into Lin Du's face and he paused for a moment before recognizing the person.

Du Shao had already passed her and handed the remaining sachets to the people behind Lin Du, explaining their functions.

"It's me. I haven't heard from you in these years. If it weren't for your improvement, I would have been worried." Du Shao was relieved after making sure that no one was left out. "So, you want to go to the front line too?"

She turned her head and met Lin Du's calm eyes.

Lin Du stood still, "Yeah, I'm not the same person I used to be."

Du Shao was stunned for a moment, and it was difficult for her to connect the person in front of her with the way he looked when she first met him.

The news that Lin Du had advanced to the fourth stage was just a rumor within the sect, but it caused a huge uproar in the outside world.

A genius who has reached the fourth stage at the age of thirty is no match for the geniuses who were once famous.

There is really no reason not to go to the front.

Lin Duchong smiled at her and said, "I'm fine now, don't worry, sister."

Du Shao couldn't say anything and could only nod.

Lin Du walked further and further on a very difficult road, just like when he climbed the mountain that day.

Even if the upward path is actually too taxing for her body, she will break through again and again and reach the top smoothly. The rough and thorny roads cannot hide her brilliance.

"Will there be casualties tonight?" a young disciple asked in a low voice.

"Probably." Another more mature monk answered, "But we have enjoyed the good cities, resources and skills in this world, so we must go to help the poor, distressed and disaster-stricken places in this world."

"This is the meaning of the sect's disciples' existence. If we die, it will be considered as a great merit accumulated for our next life. There is nothing wrong with that."

The leaders of the sects and the noble families had already gathered together. Lin Du said succinctly, "The sects and noble families should be divided into three groups, and they will take turns to guard. The independent cultivators will be incorporated into the noble families."

"No more tactics?"

"No, it's too late, I've already come." Lin Du pressed his tired temples, stuffed two mints into his mouth, and then covered his eyes with gauze, attracting the attention of other real people.

Xia Tian frowned, "Master Junior, your eyes."

Lin Du shook his head, "It's nothing, it's too noisy."

The restless people nearby suddenly became strangely quiet.

Did they disturb Master Lin Du's eyes?

Han Yueling knocked on the spiritual contract at this time, "How is it, with so many people here, are the seven emotions bothering you?"

Lin Du said nothing.

Generally, if the seven emotions are not particularly strong, she cannot see them. Therefore, even if there are several fellow disciples in the sect whose cultivation is lower than hers, it is difficult for her to see them.

But now, not only are there a lot of people here, but the emotions are also changing drastically. No matter how strong Lin Du's ability to withstand is, the combined emotions of hundreds of cultivators in front of him make him feel a little tired.

The monk guarding the city on the wall ran down in a hurry. He opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a while, but everyone felt the crazy earthquake under their feet and knew that the devil tide was coming.

"We are a small sect. According to Tian Ji's horse racing principle, we, who are inferior, should compete with the superior Wushang Sect!"

"No, that's not easy to calculate. I have more people, and the Supreme Sect has fewer people, so the number is just balanced!"

The team leaders started arguing again. This time Yan Qingxie didn't get enough to share. Ju Yuan held everyone back and said, "We from the Supreme Sect are too injured to leave the front line. You don't have to count us in. You can distribute the spoils among yourselves."

Hou Cang lowered his eyes without any reaction. Instead, Lin Du looked at his senior brother in disbelief, "My nephews are the ones who have reached the Cloud Realm!"

"I won't log off. I won't log off! Anyway, your fourth senior brother and I will not log off." Ju Yuan said.

Lin Du was too lazy to say anything to him, so he waved at Ni Jinxuan, "Go, bring your master back. He is disorganized and undisciplined. It's shameful."

Ni Jinxuan actually went up, and the other cultivators couldn't help laughing when they saw it, which temporarily dispelled the tension in everyone's hearts.

"More than ten years ago, the evil demon wanted to kill the elites of our Zhongzhou sect. More than ten years later, the demon wave came. Today, I will do my best to righteousness. Let's go and kill the evil demon." Lin Du spoke in a cold and desolate voice, which was particularly clear against the increasingly noisy background of the evil demon's roar.

She wanted to see what Qianyu was planning.

Hundreds of monks jumped down from the city wall in an orderly manner. Lin Du did not go down for a while. He stood on the top of the city wall and looked at the demonic tide that was approaching.

In the distance, the spiritual light was scattered. It seemed that some of the wandering cultivators nearby did not enter the city, but came simply to kill the evil spirits.

Those dark, rolling shadows trampled the snow outside the city into mud, and the demonic energy was overflowing.

Qi Zhen followed behind Ni Jinxuan, holding a magic sword. He didn't look like a demon at all. He didn't even blink when he chopped down low-level demons.

Lin Du thought about it, and it made sense. In the eyes of the evil demon, there was nothing of the same kind, only food, and food that could not be eaten for the time being.

She wouldn't have any sympathy for chicken legs either.

Lin Du stuffed the white ball into his arms, leaped forward, his black hair turned snow-white, and the floating light fan opened with a bang, letting out the snow-white sound.

Everyone felt a chill on their backs. "Hiss, why is this demon so evil? It makes me feel creepy."

Several disciples of the Supreme Sect adapted well. "Don't worry, if the back of your neck feels cold, that must be our Junior Uncle."

"Huh?" Yi Zhen successfully mixed in with the disciples of the Supreme Sect, but was still a little puzzled. The next moment, his feet slipped and he was grabbed by the back of the neck by a giant wolf-shaped puppet.

The power of ice and snow, with the power to freeze everything in the world, rolled forward like an erupting snow mountain not far in front of all the cultivators, directly freezing the attacking low-level demons in place.

People could see with their own eyes the snow waves surging and the frost all the way. Even the demons at a higher level were restricted in their movements.

And just this moment is enough for the righteous monks to seize the opportunity and destroy it in one fell swoop.

The spiritual energy reserves of the Huiyang Realm cultivators have made a qualitative leap compared to the previous three realms. The power of Lin Du's fan extended nearly ten miles, giving the cultivators who were still a little nervous some time to adapt.

Just as Lin Du was about to raise his hand to crush them into pieces, someone else had already taken a step forward. The sword energy also spanned ten miles and chopped into pieces all the evil demons that Lin Du had frozen.

Hou Cang's voice rang beside Lin Du's ears, "The low-level demons leading the way are nothing to be afraid of. Just let the younger disciples take over. Come forward and let me see if your master has taught you in vain."

Lin Du: ...She is also a young disciple! Open your eyes and take a look. The youngest person here is Qi Zhen, who is so young but still acts young!

"Come quickly, we found a vengeful demon. It will incite the surrounding low-level demons. It is at least mid-level. It is probably the core of the demonic tide ahead."

“Here I come.” Lin Du resigned himself to his fate and flew forward.

Yuan Ye turned to look at Yi Zhen, "So, do you still want my Junior Master to punch you?"

“No, no, no.” Yi Zhen shivered as he lit a fire for himself to warm himself up. “I think I need to keep the fire burning for another hundred years.”