The ten of us finally stopped on a ridge, and where the ridge was far away was a huge col.
There is a small mountain village in the col, and a winding river flows slowly in front of the mountain village.
According to the map, the mountain village directly in front of us is the orphan village, which is the destination of our trip.
It stands to reason that all the villagers in the orphan village were all dead decades ago, but now they are still crowded with people in the orphan village. It seems that there are at least nearly a hundred people in the entire mountain village.
"The more than a hundred people here are all deadly ghost doctors. Look at the person outside the house on the east side. If I read correctly, he should be the elder of the deadly ghost doctor, Mingjiang."
Hearing Feng Zhi's words, I quickly followed the direction of his fingers. In a short while, a middle-aged man with a straight waist appeared in my sight.
The appearance of the middle-aged man looks seven or eighth similar to Ming He, he should be Ming He's own brother Ming Jiang.
But compared to Minghe, Mingjiang looks more energetic. I have also heard before that Mingjiang seems to be much stronger than Minghe. I don't know if Mingjiang now has the strength of a ninth-level Taoist priest.
"Have you seen anyone who is suspected of Jiang Beichuan?" Cang Haizi turned his head and said to everyone.
"I haven't seen anyone suspected of Jiang Beichuan for the time being, but I don't rule out that Jiang Beichuan may be in the room, or that he has not rushed to the orphan village."
"There are so many desperate ghost doctors gathered here, and now fifty thousand Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals have stopped outside the Col. These two points alone are enough to explain that the information we have received before is correct."
Hearing what Wang Qiang said, my heart felt a little uncomfortable. What do we mean by the information we got? This is clearly whether the information I got is good or not.
Does this guy want to take away my credit now
"The round high platform over there should be the altar. There are eight stone pillars under the altar, and each stone pillar is engraved with complicated runes. If I didn't look away, these runes constituted this killing formation."
"There are not only runes on the stone pillars. Take a closer look. There are still a lot of monster hearts on the stone pillars. It seems that Jiang Beichuan is a big deal this time."
"Teacher, from your perspective, you take a look at this
How many ghosts can be killed by an altar at once. "
Hearing Wang Qiang's words, Hong Yu shook his head gently and said: "This may be a bit difficult to estimate. It also depends on the strength of the person who activates the altar? It also depends on whether the weather is overwhelming and the sun is declining. There are too many external factors. Can interfere with the effect."
"If this altar is activated, it can kill nearly 10,000 Yin Soldiers and Generals at a time."
"Ten Thousand Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals?" Wang Qiangbai gave me a glance and then said: "Tang Song, you haven't woken up yet, do you know how many Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals there are. Ten thousand Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals will all walk up. The altar can completely fill the entire altar."
After Wang Qiang's voice fell, Cang Haizi followed him and said: "It is already terrifying to kill two thousand Yin soldiers at once. No matter how much it is, it should not be possible. After all, the power of this killing formation is also limited."
I was too lazy to continue arguing with everyone, and I cast my sights on the entrance of the col. Watching 50,000 Yin soldiers, Yin Jiang stood quietly on the spot.
When I cast my sight on a group of Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals, it was not long before a burly general would emerge from the group of Yin Soldiers and Yin Generals.
This person has a leopard head and eyes, and his figure looks like an iron tower. His body was covered with thick black armor, and a large knife with great visual impact was carried on his shoulder.
"He is Obai, the first fierce general of the Qing Dynasty, and he has the strength of a ninth-level Taoist. This time we want to complete the task, Obai is definitely a smelly and hard stumbling block.
Hearing what Cang Haizi said, Feng Zhi couldn't help but add: "When the war comes, Obai will let me deal with it. I am very interested in him."
"Aobai is a hard bone, Feng Zhi, you want to chew on us absolutely."
Real Hongyu grinned and said, "I will simply assign tasks while I have time. When the conflict begins, Cang Haizi and I will be responsible for dealing with Jiang Beichuan. Feng Zhi is responsible for dealing with Aobai. Tang and Song Dynasty, you have With the strength of the ninth-level Taoist priest, you are responsible for dealing with Mingjiang, and the remaining six eighth-level Taoist priests are responsible for resisting other desperate ghost doctors. For the sake of safety, we must fight quickly in this battle."
Seeing everyone nodded, Hong Yu followed and turned to me and said softly: "Tang and Song Dynasty, Cang Haizi and I are responsible for dealing with Jiang Beichuan. You hand over the control of the poison to us. Once you control Jiang Beichuan, we will treat him. Use control
Poison, end this battle. "
"No, I must control the poison. After you control Jiang Beichuan, you can give him to me."
"What? You don't trust us?" Real Hongyu frowned uncontrollably when he said this.
"This has nothing to do with trust, but with the distribution of benefits after the war. I must know that the intelligence is from me, and the control of the poison is in my hands, but my personal strength is simply compared with that of your three sects. It’s a small witch. So in order for me to be able to guarantee what I want after the war, Jiang Beichuan must be controlled by me personally."
"After all, you still don't trust us, and you don't believe in the credibility of our three sects."
"It can only be offended, so I can save the abdomen of a gentleman with a villain's heart."
"It's fine, I'll talk about this later." Honourable Hongyu said this, then changed the conversation and said: "Let's wait quietly. After Jiang Beichuan kills the fifty thousand Yin soldiers, we will act again. ."
Then we hid on the ridge and waited patiently. After waiting for nearly half a day, a figure broke into our sight.
A middle-aged man in a yellow robe appeared in our sight. As soon as this middle-aged man in a yellow robe appeared, I recognized him.
When I was in Lengjiacun, Ma Yuzhi and I met him. This person used to call himself Jiang Beichuan.
"He is Jiang Beichuan!"
Hearing what I said, the real Hongyu raised his brows and quickly asked, "Are you sure he is Jiang Beichuan?"
Honourable Hongyu's words gave me a moment of surprise, "What do you mean by Honourable Honyu? Haven't you seen Jiang Beichuan before?"
After speaking, it suddenly dawned on me. No wonder Hongyu would ask everyone if they saw someone who was suspected of Jiang Beichuan.
"We really haven't seen Jiangbeichuan. Jiangbeichuan's whereabouts are mysterious. Looking at the entire Huaxia Xuanmen, there will never be more than five people who have seen Jiangbeichuan." Cang Haizi said here, took a look at me, and then solemnly asked: "How did you meet Jiang Beichuan."
"There was a fate once, don’t worry, I didn’t look away." At this point, I pointed to the distance and said: "Ming Jiang and Obai are walking behind him, which is enough to show that they are wearing yellow gowns. The status of middle-aged people is extraordinary."
(End of this chapter)