In another carriage speeding towards Weilong Mountain, Bai He was holding his breath to heal his wounds. The sword energy that the sword immortal swung out should not have caused such terrible damage, but he was too arrogant at the time and stretched out his finger to block it, which led to such a powerful backlash.
After trying his luck for a long time, Bai He vomited a mouthful of black blood, and his pale face slowly began to show some color. He let out a long sigh, "As expected of a sword immortal."
"It's not like you to be so impulsive." Bai Long lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked in.
Bai He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's a rare opportunity to fight with the Red-robed Sword Immortal, so of course I have to make enough money. Brother, where did you go just now?"
Bai Long sat down and said, "I'm going to see Su Baiyi."
Bai He was stunned: "Oh? How?"
Bai Long thought for a moment and said, "There's a very strange feeling of closeness."
"What do you mean, brother?" Bai He said softly.
Bai Long shook his head: "Don't think too much, I don't mean anything."
"Since you have seen them, why don't you just capture them?" Bai He asked.
Bai Long pondered for a moment and replied, "I always feel that the host actually wants Su Baiyi to go to Shanglin Palace. But even if I wanted to do that just now, I'm afraid I can't do it. Those young men are all gifted by God, not to mention that the gentleman of the academy is not far away. Moreover, I sensed another familiar aura appearing nearby."
Bai He asked in confusion: "Who?"
"Master Daojun." Bai Long said in a deep voice.
"Master Daojun has also come down the mountain?" Bai He frowned. "We originally had news that Wang Ruoxu specially invited the Spear Saint to come to help, but he has not shown up until now. Could it be related to the appearance of Master Daojun?"
Bai Long nodded: "It's possible."
"It seems that this Su Baiyi is really extraordinary. He is both a Confucian saint and a Taoist master. Who is he that deserves these rare masters to help him?" Bai He said with emotion.
"Perhaps only the host knows the answer." Bai Long said solemnly, "Let's go back to Shanglin Palace."
"The people from the seven major sects are so stupid." Bai He shrugged, "They were used like this. So many family heads are trapped outside the Demon Castle."
"Don't underestimate them. If they were really so stupid, they wouldn't have the strength they have now." Bai Long shook his head.
"You mean—" Bai He narrowed his eyes.
"Is it our turn to take action?" In Hu Ze City, the closest city to the Demon City, a young man was lying on the eaves looking at the starry sky with a helpless tone.
"Reporting to the young master, those people have left the Demon City and will pass by here soon." Someone replied under the eaves.
"So everyone, are you ready?" The young man stood up and looked into the yard.
No one answered him, only the sound of thirteen spears hitting the ground responded to him.
There was a silver light in the courtyard.
They were all men wearing silver light armor and holding silver spears, and beside them were many horses, also covered with silver armor - the real Dongfang family, the Thirteen Eagles.
The young man pulled out the two spears on his back and flicked them lightly: "I can't wait any longer."
On a tower three streets away from them, a man took off the longbow from his waist, looked at the movement in the courtyard in the distance, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Looks like they are going to take action."
"How about? Wait for them to make the first move?" Next to him, there was a man sitting on the ground, leaning back and drinking wine. In such a tense situation, his tone was somewhat leisurely.
"Instead of trying to steal any secret book, I think it would be better to kill the young master of the Dongfang family with one arrow." The man holding the longbow said dimly.
"Don't even think about it. We've been in this city together for so long. We know where they are, and they've certainly figured out our details." The man next to him took another sip of wine, "Let's just wait for them to make the first move."
"Are they also waiting for us to take action?" asked the man with the longbow in confusion.
"No, the young master of the Dongfang family has always been conceited. He thinks that once he strikes first, we will have no chance." The man next to him put down the wine jug and staggered to his feet.
"Young people are always so naive." The man with the longbow looked to the other side, watching the carriage about to enter Hu Ze City.
"The city ahead is Hu Ze City. I stayed there for a few days." Jie Qing Bu Jie Lu looked ahead and said slowly, "Whether you are entering or leaving the Demon City, this is a must-go place. Many masters from the seven major sects are lying in ambush here."
Feng Zuojun paused for a moment while swinging the whip: "These cunning fellows!"
Daojun glanced at Jieqingbujielu and said: "They really need a companion like you. The people in the academy are always too naive."
"My senior brother often taught me that there is only one way to enter the academy, and that is to move forward." Nangong Xier looked forward with a firm gaze.
Su Baiyi patted Nangong Xier's shoulder awkwardly: "Senior sister, senior brother may also be lying to you."
"Don't worry, don't forget that I have been in Qingming Court for a while." Jieqingbujielu touched his nose, "I have also learned a lot about killing people and plotting against them. Leave this city to me."
"We have Lord Daojun here, how can these villains stop us?" Xie Yuling whispered.
Everyone looked at Daojun, who smiled and said, "Because they are just scoundrels, you have to stop them by yourselves. You will only need me when a real master appears."
"The Taoist Master stopped the old spear master of the Wang family a few days ago." Jieqing Bujieluo suddenly said.
Xie Yuling was stunned. He was a disciple of the four major families, so he naturally knew what the old spear saint of the Wang family meant. "This old monster actually came out of seclusion!"
Jieqing Bujielu nodded: "But it has been beaten back by Lord Daojun."
Everyone was silent. To be able to drive the top masters of the four major families back to Jiangnan, even the Taoist master would have to pay a hefty price.
"Just now, Master Daojun said that the flowers have fallen?" Xie Yuling suddenly remembered.
"It doesn't matter." Daojun waved his hand.
"Then who is the real master that senior mentioned?" Su Baiyi asked worriedly.
"They are all old friends." Daojun stroked his robe, "Even if I can't beat them, I should be able to win the argument."
On Mount Qingcheng.
The two tabby cats squatting in front of the Taoist temple suddenly let out tiger roars.
Mo Chen woke up from his dream, jumped up from the bed and came to the gate of the Taoist temple.
Dongfang Xiaoyue, who heard the noise, also walked out of the room and came to the door of the Taoist Mansion. Seeing Mo Chen who looked panicked, she asked, "What happened?"
Mo Chen turned to look at Dongfang Xiaoyue and said firmly: "Mr. Rusheng, I have changed my mind."
"Huh?" Dongfang Xiaoyue asked in surprise.
"Let's go down the mountain." Mo Chen clenched his fists, "Let's go down the mountain together."