Chapter 77: Boneyard
All those crowded here were cultivators with extremely sensitive five senses. Whether they were nearby or not, they all turned to Shen Qingqiu. Hundreds of eyes, with all kinds of gazes, surrounded him from all directions.
Opening his folding fan, Shen Qingqiu silently covered half of his face and half-closed his eyelids in a reserved manner.
Luo Binghe walked over leisurely, the river breeze blew sideways, the hem of his black clothes swayed, and the sword hanging from his waist was Zhengyang. Behind him, Mobei Jun stood on his left with his neck tilted high, Sha Hualing stood on his right, and the disciples of Huanhua Palace who had not been seen for a long time followed closely behind, and at the end was a small group of demon clan black-armored infantry.
Shang Qinghua was in the middle, moving back and forth, weaving here and there, as slippery as a loach, and the painting style was extremely inharmonious. When the two met, their eyes released hooks, hooked together, and thousands of knives and tens of thousands of swords were stabbed, which was very lively.
Luo Binghe crossed over openly and stood as the third party. The expressions on everyone's faces were so exciting that they could form a whole set of expressions. Especially the Cangqiong Mountain Sect, which had fought with the Huanhua Palace as soon as they met for a while, and now they were also extremely jealous. But according to what Zhaohua Temple said, they seemed to be friends rather than enemies at the moment, so they had to endure it and hold back.
Qi Qingqi asked cautiously, "Are you two masters serious about what you said?"
Luo Binghe smiled: "Master Qi Feng, are you suspecting that Zhaohua Temple has also been invaded by me?"
Seeing that the dispute was about to get tangled up again, Shen Qingqiu hurriedly said, "Master Wuchen's words are of course true."
Hearing this, the hundreds of gazes that had originally dispersed from him seemed to be greatly stimulated and once again gathered towards him.
Qi Qingqi glared at him fiercely, with an expression of being very disappointed with him and saying that the girl should not be kept when she grows up.
Luo Binghe fixed his gaze on him and said softly, "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."
Didn't we just meet last night...
If someone else said "I miss you so much", it would definitely give goosebumps to everyone present, but Luo Binghe had the hardware and settings of "no matter what he said, it would not make people feel offended", so everyone's focus was not shifted to him. Shen Qingqiu personally felt what the "inhumane onlookers" were all about, and vaguely said "hmm".
Luo Binghe still had a smile on his face as he continued, "Northern Xinjiang and Southern Xinjiang have always been at odds with each other and do not agree with the merger. This time, I am willing to lend a hand and join forces with you to defeat the enemy."
Seeing Luo Binghe standing with his hands behind his back, looking like a decent human, who would have known that he was a strange creature who secretly loved to cling to people and cry and act coquettishly...
Who would believe it if I told them?
Yue Qingyuan said calmly: "Forgive me for being suspicious. We parted ways unhappily at Zhaohua Temple last time, and now Palace Master Luo suddenly wants to join forces with the cultivation world to defeat my biological father..."
Luo Binghe said succinctly: "I only do this for one person. I don't know anything else."
This time he didn't say who it was for, but is there a difference? Is it meaningful?
Even an idiot knows who this “one person” is!
Shen Qingqiu had no choice but to act like an idiot. In the snowy winter, he turned the folding fan he used to show off his elegance into a cattail leaf fan, wishing he could blow away all the glances coming from all directions.
A head of a sect laughed dryly and said, "Master Shen Feng really taught his disciples well. It is a great blessing for our cultivation world."
Although he said "a good disciple", the tone was the same as "a good husband", and Shen Qingqiu's fanning action carried a bit of murderous aura. Wuwang looked like he wanted to beat these two immoral and corrupt things to death with a magic staff on the spot. Master Wuchen hurriedly said: "Since Master Luo is willing to help, it couldn't be better. Please ask Sect Leader Yue to take charge of the situation."
Yue Qingyuan has always been the pillar that all factions recognize as being able to play a role at critical moments, so he naturally began to make arrangements and coordination at this time.
"Zhaohua Temple, please arrange for the remaining personnel to prop up the barrier to prevent the Bone Burial Ridge from falling further. Make sure it is prevented from connecting with the river surface."
Master Wuchen looked troubled and said, "We will do our best. However, Luochuan is vast, and the two banks are far apart. There is nowhere to stay, and the foundation is not stable, so it is not suitable to set up a camp."
Yue Qingyuan thought for a moment and said, "How about having one of the disciples from the Cangqiong Mountain Sect protect us with swords and form a formation in the air?"
Luo Binghe suddenly said: "Don't bother."
As he turned his head, Mobei Jun stepped out of the group, walked to the river bank, stepped onto the water, and did not fall. Wherever he passed, the ice spread rapidly. Before long, the entire area was frozen three feet thick, and the area was constantly expanding. The fish were all frozen in the ice. I believe that as long as he is given a little time, freezing the middle reaches of Luochuan will be no problem.
The demon race's advantage in output is innate. There were people all around exclaiming in amazement, and some were unwilling to give up. Wu Chen thanked him repeatedly, but Luo Binghe showed no pride, and only turned his head to look at Shen Qingqiu, his eyes sparkling.
His face is almost filled with expressions like "Please pat on the head!" and "Please give me praise!"
Shen Qingqiu didn't know what to say, so he nodded subtly and said modestly: "Yeah. Well done."
Luo Binghe's smile spread across his lips. Somehow, Shen Qingqiu seemed to be infected and raised his lips as well, but he immediately pulled them down as soon as he noticed, and only then did he control his expression.
Yue Qingyuan then assigned tasks. Tianyi Temple continued to expand to other places outside Luochuan where the merger phenomenon began to appear, protecting and evacuating the people. The next one was Cangqiong Mountain Sect.
Yue Qingyuan hesitated for a moment and said, "When the first wave of the Southern Border Demons broke through the boundary, it was on Baizhan Peak."
Only forty people came from Bai Zhan Peak. Someone couldn't help but ask, "Most of the demons in Southern Xinjiang are beasts, and each of them is extremely powerful. Can forty people really stop the first wave of attacks?"
You actually doubt the fighting power of the fighting race (……)!
Liu Qingge stepped on the rocks, his sword tassel, white sleeves and black hair dancing in the wind. He did not answer directly, but said coldly to the disciples behind him: "Those who have not killed enough 1,000, go back to Anding Peak."
Forty people shouted in unison: "Yes!"
Shang Qinghua murmured weakly: "Don't discriminate against Andingfeng..." Logistics is not guilty, long live logistics!
Yue Qingyuan continued to make arrangements, Qiongding Peak, Xianshu Peak, Qiancao Peak... each took their place and performed their duties. Shen Qingqiu saw that Luo Binghe was leisurely and could not help asking: "How many people did you bring with you? Aren't you going to make arrangements?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt as if countless ears were standing up, holding their breath and eavesdropping, and even the whispers suddenly became much quieter. The three graceful twin Taoist nuns nearby giggled.
Luo Binghe said: "We have brought everyone we can. The arrangements are not simple." He pointed at Sha Hualing and Mobei-Jun behind him and said: "Leave Jiuchong-Jun to her. Leave the ugly beast to him."
...Are you asking your daughter to betray her father again? It's simply...
Shen Qingqiu asked: "Anything else?"
Luo Binghe nodded solemnly: "There is more."
He smiled and said, "Master, leave it to me."
Coughing sounds filled the air all around, and Shen Qingqiu felt a little embarrassed.
He folded the folding fan with a snap, held it in his hand, adjusted his expression, and said seriously: "The master has something to say to the former head of Anding Peak. You should temporarily get together with the other heads and discuss the plan to meet the enemy."
He didn't care about how others responded, he just ran, grabbed Shang Qinghua, and dragged him like a dead pig to a slightly secluded tree. Shen Qingqiu said: "Why aren't you dead yet! You should have died eight hundred chapters ago, why hasn't Mobei-Jun been able to kill you yet!"
Shang Qinghua straightened his collar and said, "Mr. Shen, you should have died earlier than me, but now you are still alive and kicking. Do you have the nerve to criticize me?"
Shen Qingqiu held his forehead and took a deep breath: "Brother Xiangtian, Chijue, Jijue, are you lacking love, huh? The original setting of 'Shen Qingqiu' that you mentioned was that he was abused by a pervert in his childhood?! Do you like to write about sad and tragic past events so much?"
Shang Qinghua: "Tragic characters are more popular."
Shen Qingqiu: "Bullshit! I was banned from two high-rise buildings, and you tell me this is popularity?"
“Isn’t that my setting?” Shang Qinghua argued with him, reasoning: “Brother Bing, is it tragic? Is your popularity high?”
How dare you use Luo Binghe as an example!
Shen Qingqiu slapped him with his fan: "How much do you like using this joke?"
When he thought of Luo Binghe kneeling on the ground picking up tea cups in misery, or carrying two buckets on his small and thin body and running up and down the mountain ladder with difficulty, or curling up into a ball at night, hugging his arms and shivering in the corner of the woodshed, he felt very nervous. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't beat him up, and this person must be shooting an airplane into the sky!
Shang Qinghua looked at his expression and said in surprise: "...What's that expression on your face? Don't tell me you're heartbroken? Damn, I always thought you were straight!"
Shen Qingqiu kicked him: "I don't have time to waste my time talking to you! Tell me, how should we fight Tianlang-Jun!"
Shang Qinghua: “Didn’t I tell you? I can’t even figure out how to fight myself.”
Shen Qingqiu: "If you can't think of it, think of it now. The logic of this world is established by you. According to your thinking, it must be..."
Before he finished speaking, Luo Binghe's voice came: "Master, have you reached an agreement? If it's almost done, then it's time to set off."
It’s only been less than five minutes!
Shen Qingqiu suddenly turned around and said, "Let's go?"
Luo Binghe said: "Master Yue and I both think that it would be best to send ten people to pull out the sword. Master, will you go? If you go, I will go too."
Shen Qingqiu said: "Okay."
He paused, pointed at Shang Qinghua and said, "Take him with you."
Shang Qinghua was shocked: Damn it, I don’t want to go to the Bone Burial Ridge dungeon without getting the strategy guide, thank you!
Shen Qingqiu raised his eyebrows: I don't have any tips, just do it on your own on the way and come up with something fresh and hot. You're welcome.
Liu Qingge and Bai Zhanfeng were in charge of guarding the ice. Shen Qingqiu passed by them and suddenly turned back, saying half-truthfully, "If you want me to kill a thousand, then I must kill ten thousand myself to set an example."
Liu Qingge snorted, "If you dare to come, I will kill you."
Shen Qingqiu: "Are you relieved this time?"
Liu Qingge thought about it and said reluctantly, "Senior Brother is here."
Luo Binghe pulled Shen Qingqiu's clothes and said, "Master, take me flying."
Shen Qingqiu looked down at his waist: "...Don't you have a sword?"
Facing Shen Qingqiu alone, Luo Binghe immediately stopped being evil, wild, cool and domineering, and said shyly: "I have used too much magic energy and too little spiritual power recently, and I have forgotten how to use it."
Nearly ten other people were looking at this side. Shen Qingqiu couldn't delay any longer and said randomly: "Come up!"
The sword flew high into the sky, and immediately landed on the ground once it entered the Bone Burial Ridge. Therefore, Luo Binghe did not hold him for long.
The place where we landed was a pile of jagged rocks, with dead bones growing in the gaps between the white rocks. Looking up, we saw pitch-black trees towering up into the sky, twisted and tangled. The screams of some unknown monster, mixed with the cries of crows, echoed in the mountains.
It would take some time to search the ridge before finding the Heart Demon Sword. Shen Qingqiu reminded them, "There are many monsters in the Bone Burial Ridge. It's best not to touch anything that looks alive."
Luo Binghe was a demon, and he wanted to show his sincerity in cooperation, so he naturally walked in front, and Shen Qingqiu walked side by side with him.
As the two of them walked, Luo Binghe came over and quietly held his hand.
Wuwang coughed loudly, Wuchen Amitabha, Yue Qingyuan's gaze moved over calmly.
Shen Qingqiu had difficulty breathing for a while, and his forehead, cheeks, neck, and earlobes were all hot and dry. He felt uneasy and flustered for no reason, and slowly pulled his hand away.
The moment his palms were empty, the depths of Luo Binghe's eyes seemed to instantly transform into a wilderness covered with ice and snow.
Soon, he laughed, lowered his voice, and said, "What are you afraid of? They have something to ask of me, so I dare not say anything."
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