After the cultivator in the golden armor shouted to the bottom of the mountain wall, he drew a bow and shot several Luoluo birds in a row. The remaining ominous birds finally dispersed, left the top of the barrier, and rushed towards the cultivator's defense angrily. mountain wall.
It is also the place where the old man with long eyebrows stood.
The Taoist from the Heluo School below was so anxious that he almost picked up the whisk and rushed out to help, only to hear a stern shout to stop them: "Wait! Don't go out!"
Everyone instinctively looked back:
Who is this little priest? The strength of the foundation building stage is still pointing fingers, what are you doing!
"It's next to Elder Huiji! Maybe it's the elder's disciple."
Everyone was startled, the disciple with long eyebrows was the same generation as the head! !
Many sects in the world of self-cultivation today are using a strange ranking of seniority, that is, whoever cultivates is a disciple of which generation. The uncle and uncle of the Jindan stage can become senior brothers as long as they form the core. This approach has attracted dissatisfaction from other sects, who think that they attach too much importance to strength and confuse morality and ethics. The most important thing is that today's nephew, tomorrow's younger brother, next year's uncle, and this kind of thing is too mind-blowing, and I can't remember it. the latter.
If the little Taoist priest was the elder's disciple, they decided to keep silence as gold.
——Although Huiji Zhenren does not protect his shortcomings, he has a weird temper.
As for what's weird, the Taoists of the Heluo faction who don't go out to know the world's affairs (Wannian Zhai) can't tell. In short, there are no normal people who choose to enter Heiyuan Valley and successfully live in the valley for a long time!
Let's say that Tianyan Zhenren encountered a crisis and almost forgot that he was still a little disciple from the outer sect.
He stood on the big tree and tried to look serious and calm: "It's not quite right outside, maybe it's an illusion!"
Oh
Including Chen He, they all looked at the real person Tianyan.
The latter raised his head and said plausibly, "The Thirteenth Square of Xicheng appeared in this cliff valley, why is the other party not curious at all, and he didn't even ask me the origin of the wait!"
He listened to the faintly audible roar from the outside world, and the expressions of the Heluo Pai Taoists became more ugly.
"Probably they won't be in time." Someone murmured.
"What can it be urgently to make them turn a blind eye to such a building that is obviously not an ancient desolate small world, and a group of outsiders who have never known each other?" Tian Yanzhen frowned.
Chen He suddenly said, "Perhaps it's so urgent—as long as it's a human being, they can be automatically classified as allies. I didn't ask carefully because there was no spare time."
"… "
This is really unbelievable.
Everyone in the Heluo faction was dumbfounded, followed by horror.
In the ancient times of barrenness, there were fierce beasts everywhere, and it was not easy for humans to live.
All kinds of superficial cultivation methods are everywhere, and the entire tribe has at least the first-level cultivation stage of cultivation. Because they don't have much time to practice, they are all arrogant. This kind of exercises that don't ask for mood, but communicate more with the world's spiritual energy, can at most be practiced in the foundation-building stage, especially suitable for ordinary people, who can only go hunting in the mountains to resist Ferocious beasts, that's enough.
Just think about it, even the slaves who can work may have the era of foundation-building cultivation—the level of danger in the ancient world, needless to say
"No, it's impossible!" Tianyan Zhenren's mind is very flexible at the critical moment.
The fragments of the small world are all one-time consumables, and once the blood sacrifice is unsealed, they will never be recovered.
I don’t know how big this ancient lost world is. Could it be that the fierce beasts and ancient monks in it have been fighting fiercely for 8,000 years, and it has continued to this day
How many years the war can last depends on the supply and backup of both sides.
To afford such a war, how big must this small world fragment be
Chen He couldn't figure it out either, so he just kept silent.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for the old man with long eyebrows to rush back to the enchantment with an ashen face.
"It's the beast tide!"
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air.
Even people who don't know much about the ancient wasteland can guess it as the name suggests.
"There are hundreds of cliffs on all sides here. Thousands of ancient monks are defending the mountain walls, and the situation is critical. Hundreds of beasts, some of which are not listed in the book! Before we only saw the Luoluo bird, because it flew high, Rush out of the defense circle." The old man with long eyebrows said in one breath, and waved his whisk, "Half of the disciples stay, and half of them go out with the poor to help."
"Elder!"
"When you get to the mountain wall, don't make your own decisions, be careful, and listen to the arrangements of the ancient monks." Changmei looked serious.
"Elder Huiji, have you explained the situation to the monks here?"
Guess Changmei shook his head: "The situation is not good, no one above has time to talk."
"This!"
Everyone looked at each other.
A Taoist said in a murmur: "The people here... do they need someone to appease them?"
"If the mountain wall falls, we will all die, not to mention these people!"
"There's a demon fox..."
Daoist Changmei was also straightforward, ignoring the common people who were secretly looking out, floating directly in the air, looking around, his voice was like a bell: "Wu that demon fox! Once the beast tide breaks through the barrier, you won't be able to live, you can do it yourself! Wuheluo The Patriarch Tianyi Zhenren has always taught all cultivators in the world the same way, if you change your past mistakes, the poor way will spare you and not die."
The eyes of the Heluo faction twitched.
Chen He saw that the strange little Taoist beside him heard this, his face was straight, and he looked very serious. Chen Heminrui felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell.
The long eyebrows over there have already finished and waved: "Half of the people leave, don't leave all of them."
Hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators have a tacit understanding, without negotiation, directly—
All run out of the barrier! !
Even Chen He and Tianyan Zhenren were swept away by Changmei like lightning.
"… "
Not only Chen He was surprised, but the eight-tailed fox hiding under one roof was also stunned: We agreed to keep half of them!
The demon fox can't believe it, the more than 600 households in the Thirteenth Square of Xicheng, these stinky Taoist priests of the Heluo faction, really don't care if they don't care! Are they not afraid of the karma of heaven, even if there is no such thing in the fragments of the small world, but if the Heluo faction hadn't come to capture it in the middle of the night, so many people should not have disappeared.
On the contrary, the initiator, the Eight-tailed Fox, has no pressure. The demon cultivator didn't want to become an immortal, as long as he could live unscrupulously, the fox clan was even more superstitious about the saying that the nine tails defied the sky.
It wondered there that the Heluo Sect cultivators had already dispersed around the valley, and they were familiar with the formation method and were ready to re-lay a larger barrier. There were large open spaces in the valley, as well as fruit forests and springs.
They have looked around, and it seems that in the ancient times of desolation, this place was originally a gathering place for the human race, but it has long been turned into ruins and the land is desolate.
Chen He turned his head to the side, thoughtful.
Real Tianyan's eyes lit up even more: "Sure enough, this is an illusion!"
"Humph!" The old man with long eyebrows sneered and said to the little Taoist priest, "You only know one of them, you don't know the truth."
The eight-tailed fox over there was furious and rushed out.
As a result, just after breaking out of the first layer of the barrier, the golden armored monk on the mountain wall turned around again, drew a bow and an arrow, and pointed directly at the eight-tailed fox.
The demon fox trembled in his heart, turned around and wanted to run.
Silver arrows came across, and with a tragic howl, the eight-tailed fox turned into its original form in the air, vomiting blood one after another, and one fell on the cliff, never moving again.
The golden-armored cultivator retracted his bow and returned without even looking at it.
Chen He:…
Tianyan real person: …
The cunning demon fox comparable to the Mahayana period died like this
Changmei Laodao coughed dryly: "Don't be stunned, keep busy! Pindao go have a look."
The sluggish Heluo sect Taoist priests, this is the instinct of kneading the magic formula, around the entire valley to create a barrier, anyway, let the people from Thirteen Square come out to pick fruit and get spring water.
After a while, the old man with long eyebrows came back with the fox's tail.
Then he threw the snow-white fox on the ground, and the eight fluffy tails that were spread out softly made Chen He's cheeks turn a little red.
The life and death of the eight-tailed fox do not need to be said at all, because the entire head of the demon fox is gone, and the fractures are uneven and charred black, but the power of that arrow can be imagined.
Chen He and Tian Yan were both dumbfounded.
The former is not bad, after all, the cultivation base is poor and knowledgeable, the latter has the experience of rebirth, has been a leader of the righteous path, and knows that the eight-tailed fox will be penetrated by an arrow, and the state of death will be like the combat power represented by this—8,000 years later, the entire cultivation The world can't find such a sturdy person!
Chen He took a few steps to the side, fiddled with a weathered stele, raised his eyes and said, "It's a big trouble."
The real Tianyan was keen to sing the opposite of Chen He: "Nonsense, the outside is just an illusion! Look at this barren area under the mountain wall, there are ruins everywhere, and this ruined monument. This place has been occupied for many years, and the tide of beasts and the ancient monks are all phantoms. "
Chen He nodded, pointed to the corpse of the demon fox and said, "The problem is that phantoms can still kill people."
Tianyan Zhenren was not convinced and wanted to refute what he saw in front of him and didn't know the truth.
But seeing the old man with long eyebrows looking solemn, he directly put the body of the demon fox into the mustard seed magic weapon, and then his consciousness sensed it and nodded heavily to everyone.
The fox is really dead.
"Pindao is just a try, it seems that I have no choice." The old man with eyebrows raised his head and sighed.
Eight-tailed foxes are cunning by nature, and staying here is a disaster.
Changmei deliberately said to keep half of the disciples to reassure him, but all of them were withdrawn. It should be noted that after the demon fox devours the cultivator, it can imitate the breath, and it will be difficult to kill it again at that time—yes, this trap is when the demon fox emerges, attracting the ancient monks to do it.
The tide of beasts is ravaging wildly, as long as it is not a human being, once the exposed aura appears in the back, let the ancient cultivator notice it, and will naturally kill it mercilessly.
"The cultivator has a Mahayana life span of a thousand years. This small world fragment is only the size of the city of Yuzhou. How can there be so many ancient monks and beasts eight thousand years later?"
It is indeed an illusion.
But it's - an illusion that can kill. The death of the demon fox confirmed this.
The long eyebrows sighed: "Whether it is an illusion or not, as long as the mountain wall is lost, we will be buried under the mouth of the beast."
Chen He and Tianyan Zhenren nodded solemnly.
The Taoists of the Heluo faction were extremely depressed. Even if the elder knew what was going on, how could these two little dolls understand? They didn't know anything except what Baimei implied.
That's right, that's what Tianyi Zhenren, the founder of the Heluo Kai School, said.
The so-called "If you change your past, the poor Daoist will spare you not to die" is what Tianyi Zhenren must say every time he wants to kill a person. With a sword, the enemy's sea of consciousness is broken and the Nascent Soul escapes, and he can still hear Tianyi Zhenren's words. The second sentence "even if you change, the poor do not want to wait".
Later, I didn't know the head of that generation, so I was bored and developed a series of hints.
For example, one of them is to say the mantra of the patriarch of Tianyi, and the following order must be the opposite. If you say not to kill, you will kill.
Everyone hurry up and hurry up. After half an hour, the barrier reappeared, and the faint sound of fighting and blood outside the mountain wall suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The old man with long eyebrows led the crowd to climb the mountain wall, only to see the ancient monks and the beasts, all of them were gone. Only the walls stand thousands of miles, a barren and desolate place.
"Kara." Chen He stopped and looked at his feet.
He bent down and slowly fiddled with a small magic weapon like a round shield from the sand.
This magic weapon has long been mottled, broken and useless.
The Taoists of the Heluo faction also saw the remaining black iron armor, broken flying swords... and scattered fangs and sharp horns on the mountain wall one after another.
This battle should have happened eight thousand years ago.
Ferocious beasts besieged the valley where humans gathered, and the ancient monks defended the mountain wall. Suddenly the catastrophe came, the ancient world was torn apart, the fragments were sealed, and the war still did not stop.
Both sides perished, but the soul had nowhere to go, and the fragments of the small world were still alive.
then-
The gust of wind suddenly swept the dust under the cliff to the end of the sky.
A hand suddenly appeared on the round shield that Chen He picked up, and the sand slowly condensed into a young and handsome ancient cultivator, about the cultivation level of Jindan period, he was slightly stunned, and then smiled at Chen He: " Little brother, you're a little bit raw."
Chen He slowly let go of his hand and saw the man jump up.
"Rest assured, we will win." He said to Chen He.
As the breeze passed, a large number of ancient monks reappeared on the mountain wall. The leader was the golden armored monk who shot the eight-tailed fox with a bow. He stood there with a grim expression.
At the end of the sky, there was a mighty force, and countless ancient wild beasts rushed towards them.
"Everyone, behind me is the Shuihuan Valley, my homeland, and tens of thousands of people from the six states of the Western Wilderness are here!"
The golden-armored cultivator shouted loudly, "The gods of the immortals are fighting fiercely in the northern border. The Nanhezong and the Beixuan faction are too busy to take care of themselves, and there is no other help. Today's desperate battle is only for my relatives, my people, and my clan! I swear to death! "
"I swear to die!"
"kill!"
The tide of beasts came, and the ancient monks on Baizhang Gaoya held ice-blade magic weapons.
For eight thousand years, the Shuihuan Valley dried up and the homeland was in ruins.
Everything turned to dust, bones turned to sand, and he forgot that he had already died, and he was still deeply involved in this battle.
"Let's do it!" The old man with long eyebrows said solemnly, "The resentment and spiritual power of both sides have been lingering for thousands of years, and they have been filled with fragments of the entire small world. Only if one side completely fails can the predicament be solved, and we have the opportunity to break this small world. Pieces out."