Chapter 1795 Two Great Sacred Trees. (Please Subscribe!!!)

The low-slung houses were neatly arranged, and countless vines grew rapidly, climbing up the eaves like flowing water, covering the entire village.

The blood moon spread out, people came and went in the streets and alleys, and the immortals were busy and orderly.

Pei Ling's divine sense swept across the entire village in an instant, but he didn't notice any trace of "Kong Meng", but the chess pieces corresponding to "Kong Meng" were clearly in this village...

While thinking, he had already been brought into a private courtyard by the old man in sackcloth.

The house in this yard is a bit higher than the house outside, and it is vaguely guarded in the center of the village.

Walking into the main hall with big strides, the old man in sackcloth ordered someone to bring spirit syrup to treat the guests, and at the same time greeted Pei Ling, "Fellow Taoist, please sit down!"

Pei Ling sat down with her robes lifted, and quickly looked around. Her eyes stayed on the crystal mirror hanging in the hall for a moment, and then turned away to look at the old man in sackcloth not far away.

The old man in sackcloth caressed his long beard and said, "I am the head of this village when I come to meet you."

"I don't know how to call you friends?"

Before the words were finished, a human Mahayana put a rough pottery bowl in Pei Ling's hand.

Pei Ling swept his eyes, only to see that the water in the bowl was clear, and a thick green was slowly fading away. There was a very lively idea jumping in it. He nodded and said: "Junior Pei Ling, please don't disturb your village. Strange."

"The junior and his companion 'Kong Meng' have some means of communication."

"It's just that since I entered the village, I haven't found the aura of 'Kong Meng'. I don't know what happened to the 'escort mission' that Senior Fengmai just said?"

Feng Mai said: "'Kong Meng' has already set off after receiving the escort task, so naturally he is not in the village."

"As for the task of 'escorting', it involves the secrets of our clan, so it cannot be said lightly."

"But Fellow Daoist Pei has the token of that lord, and he must be one of his own, so there is no need to hide it..."

Just as he was talking, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside.

Immediately, a Mahayana with a perfect breath walked in quickly, Zhao Fengmai nodded slightly and said: "Village Chief, the new clansman has arrived, and the village chief is invited to meet him!"

Hearing this, Feng Mai's expression became serious, and he immediately turned to Pei Ling, and said quickly, "The task of 'escorting' will last for three days."

"The day before yesterday, yesterday and today, you can pick it up!"

"'Kong Meng' is the task I took last night."

"Tonight's mission still needs some preparations before it can start."

"If Fellow Daoist Pei is going to see 'Kong Meng' now, he has to accept this task in order to meet him."

"I'm busy right now, so I'm sorry for the time being, please invite fellow daoist Haihan!"

Pei Ling nodded slightly, and said, "Senior, please do what you want."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Mai's figure disappeared instantly.

The other Mahayana people in the room followed closely behind, stepped out with one step, and left the small courtyard in an instant.

In the spacious and empty main hall, Pei Ling was left alone.

He looked around again, and habitually checked the pottery bowl at hand. After confirming that there was no problem, he picked it up and took a sip.

A refreshing inspiration flowed into his mouth along with the sweet taste, and Pei Ling couldn't help but gulp down the bowl of spiritual syrup...

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outside the village.

The night falls, and the blood rises at the moon.

The vast yellow sand rustled, and countless gravels trembled amid the scrambling growth of thousands of plants, and were completely submerged by the swarming branches and leaves in a blink of an eye.

Diliuye is mighty and mighty, nourishing all things.

The barren ruins are covered with different shades of green bit by bit.

A human monk in a gray robe stood among the ruins with his sleeves folded. The mist was like a veil, lingering and floating around. Under the shadow of the hood, their faces were blurred, except for a pair of cold and quiet eyes.

The meaning of perfection is ethereal, like a mist suddenly parting and closing, slightly unstable.

The head monk is like a long-standing well, dark and deep, with a flawless aura. In his hand, he is leaning on a cane that is half the height of a person. The cane is white in color, and it seems to be made by the spine of some powerful immortal. The chaotic, evil... breath is still strong, turning into a cloud of gray mist, lingering around the head of the staff.

The cuffs of his gray robe are woven with a dark golden pattern, which is simple and vicissitudes, like a tower.

The growth of all things became more and more noisy, and the sound of gurgling water came up quietly. Many gray-robed monks waited patiently without saying a word.

After a while, the mist burst open, and Feng Mai and his party quickly stepped out of the formation, looked at the gray-robed monks in front of them, with solemn expressions, and said in a deep voice: "What a pity on the golden armor!"

Among the grey-robed monks, the headed monk with a stick said in a cold and hoarse voice: "The days are reincarnated, and the profit and loss of good fortune!"

The code word is correct!

Feng Mai nodded slightly.

The one from last time asked him to investigate the situation of the Ten Thousand Immortals Society. After sacrificing some of his fellow clansmen, he finally completed the task.

After that report, that person told him that in the next few days, a group of new Mahayanas would settle in various villages.

Therefore, in the past few days, Fengmai has been paying attention to the situation outside the village.

The fellow clan who came to look for "Kong Meng" just now, if he hadn't held the token of the King of Kings in his hand, it would have almost led to a misunderstanding...

Fortunately, the real batch of Mahayanas finally arrived!

While thinking about it, Feng Mai turned to face the guest: "Please!"

The headed gray-robed monk nodded, and with many gray robes behind him, stepped into the passage opened in the fog...

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in the village.

Independent courtyard.

Pei Lingduan was sitting in the chair, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Suddenly, he sensed something and immediately opened his eyes.

The next moment, Feng Mai walked in with several human Mahayanas.

All Mahayanas have perfect breaths, and all have eighty-one kalpas.

Pei Ling stood up, saluted Fengmai, and then moved his eyes to the grey-robed monk with a stick beside him.

Feng Mai nodded slightly and said, "Friend Daoist Pei."

Immediately, he looked at the gray-robed monk holding a short staff, "This is Lord 'Different' under the Order of the Buddha."

Then he introduced to "Yi Wu", "This is fellow Daoist Pei Lingpei, who is a subordinate of King Ren."

Pei Ling immediately saluted again: "Senior 'Yiwu'!"

"Yi Wu" looked at Pei Ling, and a trace of surprise flashed in the cold eyes under the hood: "Under the king's command, there are indeed many talented people."

This descendant of the human race has a very young bone age!

But his cultivation base gave him the feeling that it was far better than the ordinary Mahayana of eighty-one kalpas...

At this moment, Pei Ling immediately turned to Fengmai and asked, "Senior, how long is the escort mission to start?"

Feng Mai said: "The person has arrived, we can start later."

Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded.

As soon as he heard that Pei Ling was going to take the escort mission, "Yi Wu" looked at him carefully, and after looking at him seriously, he quickly said: "Your cultivation and aura no longer need to take this mission."

"The next thing you have to do is to become a fairy!"

"Although Jianmu is now being controlled by those fallen immortals, my human race has its own path, and it is not to climb Jianmu to become a fairy."

Pei Ling shook her head and said, "Senior's kindness, junior's kindness."

"However, this junior accepts this mission because he is looking for a companion."

"As for becoming an immortal, this junior already has a way, but the time has not yet come."

"Yi Wu" was slightly taken aback, then nodded immediately: "I see."

After finishing speaking, he turned to Fengmai, and continued, "The Mahayanas I brought this time are not in a stable realm, nor do they have any actual combat experience."

"You need to arrange various tasks as soon as possible, temper them, and use the fastest speed to force out their potential and enrich their experience."

"When cutting Jianmu, at least half of these people must be able to come in handy!"

Feng Mai immediately said: "I will arrange it immediately!"

"Tonight, let them familiarize themselves with the environment and situation inside and outside the village, and recognize the old people in the village."

"From tomorrow night onwards, we will first arrange for the old man to take them out to hunt fallen immortals. After they have accumulated some experience, we will cultivate their ability to be independent."

"Yi Wu" nodded, and then said: "Slaying Jianmu is by no means the end of our war, but the beginning!"

"Next, there are Fusang to be chopped and Xunmu to be destroyed!"

"The Dragon Clan and the Golden Crow Clan should also be punished!"

"Nine-tailed Fox, Kunpeng, Ji, Dijiang... none of these so-called powerful clans can be left behind!"

"There is also Nether, who must also prostrate at the feet of our clan and submit to orders!"

"Our clan now is no longer as weak as it was a long time ago, and can only reproduce in a daze, feeding the heavens and the world with blood."

"This world will sooner or later be ruled by our clan!"

Fengmai's eyes flashed brightly, and he immediately responded: "That's right! My clan has been dormant for countless years, and now the time has come, the heavens, the worlds, and the thousands of clans, even immortals, can't stop the rise of our clan!"

"My generation and others are all ready to sacrifice at any time."

"As long as we can forge our clan's brilliance, even if we drain the blood of one, two, or three generations of our clan... that's all right!"

"Long live forever, our clan will eventually have descendants, suppress all clans, and command the world!"

Looking at the many seniors of the human race who were excited, Pei Ling thought, and immediately reminded: "Seniors, junior Fusang is not very clear, but Xunmu has a method that can change the speed of time."

"After it is cast, it is very dangerous!"

"Even if our clan has all kinds of means, it will be difficult to fall down by then, but it will not be able to cause real damage to Xunmu..."

He fought against Xunmu in the Panya world in normal years.

It's just that Xunmu at that time couldn't be compared with Xunmu who was still at its peak in the prehistoric period.

At that time, he faced Xunmu's "Da Ri Bo Yuan, according to my true nature", and he was forced into an extremely dangerous and desperate situation under the condition of coping rules.

Xunmu in his peak state is definitely even more terrifying!

Anyway, without becoming a fairy, he absolutely does not want to confront the current Xunmu!

"Yiwu" heard the words, looked at Pei Ling very calmly, and said in a gentle voice: "Fusang is in charge of the sunrise, and Xunmu is in charge of the sunset."

"Although these two sacred trees are said to be able to use the immortal art related to time, after all, the immortal job they master is not time itself."

"To deal with Fusang, we have to wait for the daytime, after the ten rounds of great suns have all risen, even if it has the post of sunrise, it will not be able to continue the sunrise."

"To deal with Xunmu, you have to wait for the sunset."

"Ten rounds of great suns have already fallen into Yu Yuan, how can it set down again?"

"As long as you pay attention to the timing of your actions, what our family has to deal with are the two great sacred trees without immortal status."

"However, before killing Fusang, you need to pay attention to killing the Nine Wheels of the Great Sun!"

"The Lords of the Ten Great Suns are very difficult to deal with."

"If they appear at the same time, it will cause quite unnecessary losses to our family."

"If the plan goes well, an obedient Sun Lord can be left behind for our clan to use."

"The other nine Sun Lords must be killed on the spot!"

"The law of Venerable 'Chongming' very much needs their corpses and spirits."

"If the ten Great Sun Golden Crows are disobedient, they will all be killed."

"Anyway, there must be one sun in the end... Da Ri Jin Wu, Venerable 'Chong Ming' said that the more the better, the more the better..."

Dealing with Fusang during the day...

Sunset against Xunmu...

this……

Pei Lingben said it casually, and wanted to remind the human race to be careful when dealing with the two great god trees, because the human race had already had a very detailed plan by now!

Of course, this plan sounds much less difficult, but in actual operation, you have to consider whether a day or a night can end the battle; and the problem of joining forces between Fusang and Xunmu; The problem of fairy meddling...

In the Panya world of the later generations, Fusang was beheaded, and the wreckage fell into the nether world, turning into a treacherous mulberry; Xunmu's vitality was severely injured, his realm fell, and he fled to Qingyao Mountain, surviving on the offerings of the remaining monsters... The plan of the human race, finally It must have worked!

However, there is only one day left in ten days, it would be a pity if the nine sun lords were all beheaded by the human race...

Just as Pei Ling was thinking, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside.

The people in the room followed the prestige, and saw a Mahayana with a name of eighty-one kalpas, leading a large number of mortals in.

There were so many mortals, only a few entered the courtyard, most of them lined up and stood on the street outside.

These mortals had obviously been taught a long time ago, and at this moment, they all lowered their eyes, not looking at any monks, and fixed their gazes firmly on the ground in front of them, silent and resolute, quietly pervading.

The Mahayanas who escorted them were all ready to go. All of them were dressed in simple and neat clothes, and their weapons were placed in the most convenient position.

"Yi Wu" looked at Feng Mai immediately, and said, "Everyone has assembled, the task can start immediately."

Fengmai nodded, then looked at Pei Ling, and asked, "The escort mission can start, do you want to go there together?"

Pei Ling said: "Thank you senior, the younger generation will go together."

Feng Mai nodded, and immediately turned to "Yi Wu", before he could speak, "Yi Wu" said hoarsely: "I still have something to do, so it's inconvenient to stay here."

"Just borrowed from the land of chaos."

Feng Mai said calmly: "In that case, come with me."

He turned around and led the crowd towards the inner room.

Just like last time, many human races entered the forbidden corridor one by one, and walked into the hall hidden deep underground.

Above Danchi, the black fire is raging on the high platform, and in the cold and dense environment, the magnificent and complicated masks are ups and downs.

Fengmai stopped, and all the races stood still, looking at the mask that constantly exuded a cold and gloomy atmosphere.

Pei Ling stared at it, and immediately recognized that it was a creation in a dream!

This mask is not something of this world!

At this time, Feng Mai calmly said: "Let's start."

He raised his hand, and the black flames raged on the high platform, sending the mask into his hand.

"Yi Wu" was the first to step forward, bowing his head slightly.

Feng Mai raised the mask, reached into the hood, and put it on.

In the shadow under the hood, there was a sudden squirm, and the next moment, countless dark white claws protruded, and with a crackling sound, they grabbed into the void full of hatred.

"Yi Wu" walked aside, his and Feng Mai's eyes fell on Pei Ling at the same time.

Pei Ling didn't hesitate, imitating "Yi Wu", striding forward, bowing her head slightly.

A second mask emerged from the black fire and was sent to Fengmai.

Feng Mai raised his hand and put it on for Pei Ling.

Pei Ling immediately felt an incomparably cold breath melt into her body in an instant.

The next moment, he felt that the mask had disappeared, only the cold feeling lingered in his mind, which made him excited.

Many Mahayanas were extremely skilled in the scene in front of them, without urging or directing, they stepped forward one by one and asked Fengmai to put on masks for them.

Soon, there were countless tentacles, vertical eyes, and claws on the faces of all races... squirming and waving.

The cold, dark, chaotic and depraved atmosphere rose suddenly!

Fengmai glanced across the crowd, confirmed that every human race had put on a mask, and nodded slightly: "Be careful on this trip, and protect the mortals with you!"

"May you all come back as you wish!"

After saying that, without waiting for everyone to answer, he raised his hand and grabbed it. In an instant, black flames raged, a huge shadow enveloped the entire vast hall, and all the light was swallowed up in an instant!

The darkness was like a raging tide, submerging the entire human race in a blink of an eye.

The next moment, the black flame receded, and the light reappeared. There was no other figure in the hall, except Fengmai, who was weak, sat down precariously, and resumed his exercise.

The shark lamp burns quietly, under the pure white light, everything is completely silent.

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land of chaos.

The darkness that can't be seen with the fingers is as thick as the substance.

Amidst the rustling of the gravel, countless insects crawled like the tide.

Suddenly, figures appeared on the Gobi without warning.

The mortals without cultivation suddenly stumbled, but before they fell, the surrounding Mahayanas had all exerted their strength to support them.

The gray-robed Mahayana leader said hoarsely, "Let's go!"

Immediately took the lead in one direction.

The other human races, no matter monks or mortals, did not make a sound, and moved quickly to follow.

At the same time, Pei Ling also looked in the direction of the team.

He has already sensed that the position of the chess piece corresponding to "Kong Meng" has changed, and it appears very far in front of him!

Besides "Kongmeng", the chess pieces corresponding to "Qingyi" are also in the same position!

The rest of the chess pieces overlapped and were located behind him...

This is not the first time he has encountered a similar situation, and he immediately understood that this place is similar to Netherworld, but a world of its own!

At this time, "Yi Wu" reminded in a hoarse voice: "There are fallen immortals approaching, protect the mortals!"

Want to stand up~~failed~~