The old man was just a mortal, and it was impossible to expect him to report the true situation and hiding place of the demons. Lu Bei did not force him. He left the village with a golden light and visited several neighboring villages.
The situations are similar. The well water in the village is poisonous, and recently there have been demons kidnapping young and strong men. People were sent to the county town to report to the authorities, but they never returned and there is no news since.
Fortunately, although the demons were alert, their anti-reconnaissance methods were not sophisticated. Their lairs radiated the surrounding areas, and they enclosed the land and raised the villagers in the surrounding villages like livestock. After a little calculation, Lu Bei determined the approximate location.
An ancient temple in a desolate mountain, the ruined temple is hidden in an illusion array.
Inside the formation, poisonous insects of all kinds were everywhere, and the rustling sounds were enough to make one's scalp tingle.
The mucus secreted by the poisonous insects wrapped around the broken walls and ruins, turning them into a breeding ground for the poisonous insects. The strangers who were abducted here were eaten away by the insects, with no flesh and blood left, only skin covering their dry bones.
In the insect nest, a Taoist priest with a green face sat cross-legged, breathing out red flaming beads from his mouth. His robes fluttered, and from time to time, a few poisonous insects crawled out of his wide sleeves.
Suddenly, a ray of black light broke through the illusion, and the cold flying knife stopped in front of the green-faced Taoist.
The cold air spread out, freezing the surrounding poisonous insects and causing countless black mist particles to surge in the air.
The green-faced Taoist opened his eyes and looked at the ice knife in front of him. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes. He flew up, recalled the poisonous insects that were spreading in the air, and shouted: "Feimang, why are you disturbing my practice?"
"Wu Laoxie, I'm not disturbing your practice, but you've repeatedly disobeyed orders and made the higher-ups unhappy, so they asked me to ask you to go back."
A cold wind blew over the place. A young man in a white robe stood in the air, looking at the insect nest buried several miles underground. A hint of disgust flashed in his eyes: "You're making a lot of noise. You keep so many insects. Aren't you afraid of starving yourself to death?"
"Insects are more honest than humans."
The green-faced Taoist named Wu Laoxie snorted coldly, "Besides, the old demon Moxue brought us to Wuzhou to let us do whatever we want. I am doing what is in the rules, so what's wrong with that?"
"You should talk to him about these things!"
Fei Mang sneered in response: "Come back with me quickly, Immortal Moxue has called everyone together to discuss something important, and you are the only one missing."
"What's up?"
"You'll know when you get there."
Wu Laoxie pondered for a moment, waved his hand to roll up the thick fog to cover the creepy insect nest, and rolled up a ball of black wind, following the flying light to the west.
Lu Bei slowly rose from the ground with an expressionless face, and used his Three Thousand Bodies skill to create two phantoms behind him.
"Clean it up and leave no traces."
Lu Bei took a step forward, thought for a moment, and added that he would take action after a cup of tea.
…
In the sky, invisible lightning was speeding and captured the figures of Wu Laoxie and Fei Mang, but it ignored them and pretended that the two did not exist.
Lu Bei didn't have such treatment. Golden light swept across the ground and he followed carefully, using the breath-concealing technique so he didn't dare to leak too much aura.
After a cup of tea, when they were still a long way from the border of Wu Zhou's Xichui, Wu Laoxie braked suddenly, looked in the direction of the insect nest, spat out a mouthful of green poison, and screamed heart-wrenchingly.
"My wife and my son are hurting me!"
He looked so grief-stricken, as if his entire family had been murdered. Fei Mang was so frightened that he quickly covered his ears: "Are you crazy? Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Wu Laoxie's eyes were bloodshot, poisonous smoke was spewing out of his nose, and he glared at Fei Mang as if he was his murderous enemy.
"It was you. You led me here and then killed my entire family. Is that right or not?"
"What the hell?!"
Fei Mang was completely confused and had no idea what Wu Laoxie was talking about, but when he saw him waving his sleeves, rolling up a terrifying black poisonous mist with a life-threatening posture, he immediately grabbed the weapon and launched a counterattack without hesitation.
The icy wind blew, and the green shade on the ground was covered with a layer of silver frost. A large number of poisonous insects fell from the sky like hail, and crackled on the ground, forming puddles of green juice.
Ice and snow and poisonous insects met in mid-air, and Fei Mang gained the upper hand with his attribute restraint. I don't know what kind of madness Wu Laoxie has gone through, and the sarcasm in his mouth never stops.
“Roar, roar, roar—”
Wu Laoxie roared angrily, his flesh at the corners of his mouth torn apart, and his mouthparts shot out keratinous sharp blades. A red fire dragon danced in the air, burning the surrounding air and evaporating the blizzard into a misty fog.
There were tens of millions of poisonous insects in the insect nest, and more than ten queen insects. Each of them had a close connection with him, but suddenly they all lost contact. It was obvious that the whole family had suffered a tragic disaster.
He didn't come earlier or later, but just after Fei Mang called him to leave home. Wu Laoxie didn't believe that Fei Mang had nothing to do with this matter.
The alliance, which had little friendship to begin with, was shattered in an instant.
It just so happened that Fei Mang was quite disgusted with Wu Laoxie, who was unreasonable and wanted to kill people directly. Naturally, he would not let go of such a good opportunity.
No matter what, just fight first.
Lu Bei: |_=)
I overestimated these two small fish. Their flying speed was too slow. It took a cup of tea and they still haven't arrived at the meeting place.
I was careless. Not everyone is as fast as him.
Fortunately, his plan to sow discord worked. Before he could set up the trap, the two small fry started fighting among themselves.
Boom—
The sea of insects crashed into the iceberg, and black sand and ice particles splashed all over the sky, and exciting sound waves rolled down.
Wu Laoxie stepped into the sea of fire, facing off against the flying rays of light wrapped in the cold wind. Both of them used all their skills, but neither could do anything to the other.
Fei Mang calmed down at this moment, and was sure that Wu Laoxie was indeed crazy. He had no intention of fighting and did not intend to risk his life. He left behind a frozen fake body and was about to leave.
Wu Laoxie refused to give in. He waved his arms, spit out red fire beads from his mouth, and took desperate measures to compete with Fei Mang.
Seeing this, Fei Mang cried out that he could not afford to offend, and dropped several icy fake bodies in succession, accelerating his flying speed and flying towards the west.
The fire dragon rushed forward, roaring with wind, thunder and air currents exploding, it broke through the rolling heat waves in mid-air and bit Fei Mang tightly, refusing to let go.
At this moment, a black sky curtain fell.
The fire dragon hit the darkness, creating a huge semicircle. Although its momentum was strong and the heat wave was fierce, it could not break through the cloth-like black curtain. It returned empty-handed and turned into red fire beads that violently surrounded Wu Laoxie.
Looking at the dark curtain covering the sky, Wu Laoxie felt aggrieved, but helpless.
The wind was howling.
The black curtain closed, and a man in a black robe stood in mid-air, looking down at the two of them with an angry look.
"Feimang, Centipede, what are you two doing? You dare to disobey the order of Boss Moxue and fight privately in Wu Zhou territory. Have you had enough of living?"
"Hagakama, you're in on this too, aren't you?"
Wu Laoxie was determined that Fei Mang would kill his entire family. When he saw the man in black trying to stop him from taking revenge, his hatred became even stronger and he included the man in black in the conspiracy.
"Crazy, what stupid things are you saying?"
Seeing Wu Laoxie's red eyes and a desperate posture, Changjian frowned and looked at Feimang: "What's going on? Tell me the truth, what did you do to make him so angry?"
"I am so wronged. Out of nowhere, the old bug suddenly said that I killed his entire family."
Fei Mang complained bitterly: "Brother Changjian, you know me well. If I wanted to kill his whole family, I would have done it long ago. Why wait until now?"
That's right.
Fei Mang's words were well-reasoned, and Changjian had no way to refute them. Thinking of the task at hand, he turned to look at Wu Laoxie: "Centipede, you and I have known each other for many years, and I know your family situation best. If the old does not go, the new will not come. It's just your family, so if they die, they die. There's no need to hurt our brotherhood over such a small matter."
Upon hearing this, Wu Laoxie became furious. The leather on his hands exploded, shooting out two black blades, and he rushed towards Changjian like a madman.
"Look, he's really crazy."
Fei Mang spread his hands and said, "A stink bug is a stink bug. It has no brains even after it has grown into a human form. This is really not my fault."
You should say less!
Changjian snorted coldly, opened his big hand, and pushed his palm forward, shocking Wu Laoxie so much that he stopped in mid-air, and green juice spurted out of his mouth, nose, eyes and ears.
Without waiting for the latter to continue fighting for his life, he rolled up the black robe around him, and the black curtain rose again, covering the sky and rolling over the place.
“Roar, roar, roar—”
Below the darkness, a hundred-meter-long centipede crawled through the clouds, spitting out red beads of fire, trying to break through the barrier and regain freedom.
However, the gap between their realms was too great, and it was useless for Wu Laoxie to reveal his demon form. In the end, he was brutally suppressed and wrapped in a black cloth.
Changjian stretched out his hand, picked up the black robe, and flew towards the west.
"Come with me quickly, everyone is here, don't keep Immortal Moxue waiting for too long."
"Brother, wait for me."
Two figures flew at high speed, shuttling between the electric grids without attracting any attention. The two men also did not notice that a golden light swept across the ground and followed closely behind them.
…
Humen Mountain.
It is an important place in the western frontier of Wu Zhou Dynasty, with majestic mountains. The main peak is like a tiger descending the mountain, with the domineering power to swallow up mountains and rivers. There are also countless dangerous peaks, which are easy to defend but difficult to attack, so it is named Humen.
The forest is dark and deep, and there are many poisonous miasma in the mountains, which is far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Amidst the dangers all around, an ordinary Taoist temple stands quietly on the top of a mountain.
The demons gathered together, the monsters came to surrender, the sky was constantly changing, one second there were demonic clouds rolling, the next second there was demonic energy rising, inside and outside the Taoist temple, there were only a lot of weird creatures.
Not absolutely. A few female cultivators dressed in cool clothes, charming and graceful, with enchanting looks, put among the ugly ones, are as beautiful as a dimensionality reduction attack.
Bang!
The long sickle flew to the ground, followed by Fei Ming who dared not even breathe.
As his black robe fluttered, Wu Laoxie, who had transformed into a human form, rolled on the ground. After getting up, he was ready to fight for his life with Fei Mang again.
"presumptuous!"
Changjian snorted coldly, the devilish sound filled his ears, and a needle-like pain exploded in Wu Laoxie's brain.
He rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, and only after a moment did he see where he was.
Right in front of him, a white-faced Taoist priest was holding incense and worshiping the sky, his facial features were solemn and his expression was respectful and humble.
After seeing the figure clearly, Wu Laoxie did not dare to shout. He took the initiative to let go of his hatred for the extermination of his family and obediently came behind his good brother Changjian.
The eldest brother is right. The old must go before the new can come. There are only a few tens of thousands of people in the family. If he makes an effort, there will be a new group next year.
Especially those yellow-faced women, it’s time to replace them.
"We cultivators emphasize following the will of heaven. For example, I am a demon cultivator who goes against the will of heaven, but..."
The white-faced Taoist turned his head and looked at the crowd of people in a foul mood: "Going against the will of heaven is also following the will of heaven. If heaven doesn't give me a chance, how can I go against the will of heaven? What do you think?"