Chapter 1097: How Many People Are There to Back It Up?

Yingzhou, Suining Mountain.

A Chaolu Sect, now the mountain is almost empty. Most of the monks who have achieved good practice in the mountain have left Suining Mountain and have gone to the north. Now there is a bloody battle in the north. Many news will not be leaked, so the specific casualties The number is not yet known, but the Chaolu Sect actually knows how many monks died in the North.

Regardless of whether the Taoist sect is the Tao of Taiping or the Tao of Immortality, one custom is the same, that is, when the disciples go up the mountain, they take a drop of their heart's blood, build an Eternal Life Hall in the mountain, and use the heart's blood as lamp oil to light a longevity lamp.

After that, the monk from that sect became connected with his own longevity lamp. The higher his realm and the more powerful he became, the brighter the longevity lamp would be. Once the owner of the longevity lamp was injured and his vitality became weak, then The light will naturally become weak.

As for if the owner dies, the longevity lamp will naturally be extinguished.

This kind of method is not unique to Taoism, but it is rarely used by other sects. Although Xu Fuchen is a casual cultivator, he has dabbled in a lot, so he also built such a hall in the Chaolu Sect. In the hall, there are also Such long-lasting lamps.

A special person should be assigned to guard it. If a light goes out, it would be best to notify the deputy sect leader immediately.

But now, about one-third of the longevity lamps in a large hall have been extinguished.

What this means is self-evident.

The cold wind blew, and in addition to the sound of the wind, it was also accompanied by some sobbing.

A half-grown boy sat beside a stone platform with many longevity lamps, wiping tears.

There were some footsteps, and then a gentle voice sounded in the hall, "What are you crying for?"

The half-grown boy suddenly heard this voice and was not afraid. Perhaps because he was too sad and needed someone to tell him, he just wiped his tears and said: "Senior Brother Li...Senior Brother Li is dead."

The man listened to Senior Brother Li and raised his head to see that there were actually many people named Li in those lamps.

"When I went up the mountain, my master had been in retreat. My senior brother taught me. Now he has gone to the north. He...died there..."

"I don't want Senior Brother Li to die..."

While speaking, the half-grown boy kept sobbing and spoke intermittently.

The man looked at the young man in front of him and said, "In this world, someone is always going to die."

"What's more... he chose it himself."

After hearing this, the half-grown boy raised his head and saw the person coming. He was wearing a red robe and had a very handsome face.

"Zong...sect leader?"

When he went up the mountain, he asked who was the most powerful on the mountain. The master said it was the sect leader, so he asked what the sect leader looked like. When he saw him, he recognized him easily. The master told him that the sect master liked to wear red robes and was very handsome.

Very beautiful. How beautiful is it?

There is often no answer to such questions, but when you see the answer, you will completely understand why it is like this.

Feng Liu, the leader of the Chaolu Sect who had just come out of seclusion for a long time, reached out and rubbed the young man's head, and then said warmly: "Senior Brother Li is dead. His death was to enable you to live better, so you have to live well. , otherwise his death would have been in vain.”

The young man raised his head, looked at the sect leader they regarded as a god, and said with confusion: "How many people have to die?"

Senior Brother Li, who had the best relationship with him, died, of course he was very sad, but besides that, many other senior brothers also died, so he was actually very sad too.

Feng Liu looked at the longevity lamp that had extinguished one third of it, shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "I don't know either."

"Maybe they are all dead, but that won't work."

Regarding this war, not only he, Feng Liu, but no one in the world would have much confidence.

No matter who wrote the history, there is no record of the human race completely defeating the monster race. In the past two hundred years of the Liang Dynasty, there were several positive results, which was already a very rare result.

But everyone knew that at that time, the demon clan was not very interested.

It's like an adult strong man, fighting against an ordinary thin man, can always gain the upper hand without hesitation.

"If we can't win, then why go?"

The half-grown boy looked at the sect leader in confusion.

Feng Liu smiled and said: "Because if you don't go, you will definitely lose. Some things may not be done, but if you don't do them, you will definitely not be able to do it."

After saying this, Feng Liu stood up and said: "This is not about liking a girl. If you don't say that you like her, you will miss it if you miss it. In short, you can still survive. But if you don't do it, you may never do it again." There will be no trace of us from now on, and no trace of our existence can be found in anyone’s books.”

The half-grown boy was stunned, "Sect master, which girl do you like?"

Feng Liu was not angry at the young man who only understood the first half of his words. He just laughed at himself: "It's an old story."

Then the leader of the Chaolu Sect, the number one casual cultivator, came to the main hall, and it started to snow in the sky.

It has started snowing in the north. New Liuzhou has long been covered in snow and is completely white. Yingzhou probably doesn't snow much in winter because it is near the sea.

Reaching out to catch a snowflake, Feng Liu glanced at it and then walked forward.

The young man quickly stood up, looked at his sect master and asked: "Sect master...where are you going?"

"Go to the north, and if you can't bring them back, die with them there."

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There are many monks going to the north these days, but not many people are actually leaving for Chixin Temple.

This Taoist temple, which stands quietly behind a small town in Daliang, is still very quiet, as if the world's struggles have nothing to do with them.

In fact, everyone in Chixin Temple is waiting for a very important moment these days, that is, when their own temple master will enter the Fuyun realm.

That legendary realm is no longer so mysterious now. Not to mention the leader of the Sword Sect and the young garrison commander of the Daliang Dynasty, there are also some sayings that such a realm has always existed in the back mountain of Chixin Temple.

It's just that the so-called seniors in the back mountain can't see it. The garrison commander or the leader of the Sword Sect are not their own family.

So all the Taoists in Chixin Temple put their hopes on the young temple master.

They don't have to worry about missing that moment. After all, when their own temple master broke through the realm several times before, there were strange phenomena. Now if he is going to step into Fuyun, it must be a strange phenomenon that the whole Taoist temple can see clearly.

But no one can tell when that moment will come.

But in fact, just a quarter of an hour ago, the young master of Chixin Temple had already walked out and sat on the edge of the cliff.

Ye Zhihua came soon.

This former Taoist master had a slightly bulging belly at this moment, and the little guy in his belly was about to be born.

She looked at Yun Jianyue and couldn't feel any breath from him, so she frowned, "Return to nature?"

Yun Jianyue glanced at Ye Zhihua's belly, then smiled and joked: "Senior sister, don't you think that I failed to break through the realm, and now my cultivation has been scattered and I have become a useless person?"

"Anyone in the world can be like this, but how can Ah Yue be like this?"

Ye Zhihua smiled slightly, with a kind of confidence on his face without any reason.

Yun Jianyue smiled and asked, "Sister, have you cleaned up those demon clan spies?"

"About 70% to 80%. The rest can be cleaned up slowly. But now they don't seem to be of much use. After the full-scale war over there, these things are better than nothing."

Ye Zhihua has been doing this these days, and it has consumed a lot of energy.

"These things have to be done. They look small, but if you don't do them, they may give you a fatal blow at some point."

Yun Jianyue smiled and said, "Now everyone is betting on something that is not insignificant, so naturally everyone has to pay attention."

Ye Zhihua didn't say anything, but just reached out and touched his lower abdomen.

Yun Jianyue also reached out and touched it, saying, "I don't know if I can see her."

When Ye Zhihua heard this, her hand stopped moving. She looked at Yun Jianyue and said firmly, "I'll go with you."

Yun Jianyue frowned, "How can you go there when you are like this now?"

"If you die there, I will die here. The child can't restrain me. If we want to live, we must live together."

Ye Zhihua was more determined than ever at this moment.

This woman, who has always been indifferent to Taoism, cannot be refused at this moment.

Yun Jianyue looked at Ye Zhihua and couldn't say anything. In the past, she often didn't understand why she did this, but now, she may still not understand, but she is willing to accompany herself to do this.

"I've figured it out."

Ye Zhihua looked at Yun Jianyue's eyes and smiled, "Don't think I'm that kind of stubborn fool."

Yun Jianyue smiled, but before he could say anything, a stream of light suddenly passed through the sky and fell into his hand.

Yun Jianyue took it and looked at it, and said helplessly: "Why do some people always like to gamble their lives, but they have good luck?"

Ye Zhihua didn't need to read it to know that it was a letter from Chen Chao. She just asked, "What is he doing?"

"He threw himself into the oil pan to see how long he can last."

Yun Jianyue smiled and stood up, his expression gradually became serious.

"No matter how long you last, you will die in the end."

Ye Zhihua glanced at Yun Jianyue, "Does he want you to jump into the oil pan with him?"

Yun Jianyue turned his head and glanced at Ye Zhihua, and said: "No, he wants me to pull him up."

"I'll go first, Senior Sister... take your time."

After Yun Jianyue said this, his figure suddenly dissipated, but the next moment, his figure appeared in the sky again.

Because at this moment, there was a large golden net crisscrossing in the sky.

The large net exuded a strong Taoist aura, which sealed off a Chixin Temple.

Yun Jianyue frowned slightly, and then became a little angry.

"That's none of your business. As the master of Chixin Temple, don't act on impulse."

An old voice sounded in the back mountain.

The voice was not loud, but the whole Chixin Temple could hear it. There was no emotion in the voice, only some sense of old age.

Yun Jianyue looked at the back mountain, was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "Since I am the master of Chixin Temple, then everyone in Chixin Temple should listen to me."

This sentence is very interesting. It is right in many cases, but wrong in many cases.

"You can't leave."

Another old voice sounded, it was another old Taoist. There is no doubt that the two people who spoke were both in the Fuyun realm.

On the premise that there are only two Fuyuns in the world, there are two Fuyuns in the back mountain of Chixin Temple. What does this mean? I'm afraid it's self-evident.

This sect, the leader of the Taoist sect, still has too much foundation.

All the anger in Yun Jianyue's eyes disappeared at this moment, "Then give it a try."

"But I have something to tell the seniors in advance. If any Taoist fruit or cultivation level is destroyed, it will be on purpose."

Yun Jianyue also knew very well that time was running out now, so she didn't say any more nonsense. Her aura continued to overflow at this moment, and the extremely mysterious Tao Qi began to compete with the big net in an instant.

This young temple leader, who may be the youngest Master Fuyun in the Taoist sect in a thousand years, the sun and moon began to appear on his side, and they were already spinning.

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Over at the General's Mansion, the war was the most intense. The demon tribe had planned to crush the General's Mansion after Chen Chao left.

The leader, the Fuyun Demon, was none other than Zhuori, who had fought against Chen Chao before.

After the rest of the Fuyun Demons faced off against the Taoist named Tongxuan, he approached the top of the city and wanted to be the first to board the city of the General's Mansion.

According to the woman, as long as the General's Mansion is captured today, the human race will almost be completely defeated, and this war will come to an end.

But now that the young warrior is not available in the General's Mansion, it can be said to be the best opportunity.

Zhuori looked at the city that was not very high in his eyes, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes. He was not interested in annihilating the human race, but he was interested in the magic medicine that the Demon Emperor mentioned. But very rich.

But before he reached the top of the city, a flash of red appeared in front of him.

A man who even he had to admit was very handsome appeared here.

The leader of the casual cultivators in the world, the leader of Chaolu Sect, Feng Liu.

The monk Fuyun, who had just broken through, stood at the top of the city, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "It's just right to encounter the most difficult situation right away."

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Over there at Gufengkou.

A figure suddenly appeared beside Chen Chao.

A young Taoist priest wearing dark red robes came here and gave Chen Chao a rare look.

Chen Chao smiled weakly and said: "I thought you couldn't come. After all, compared to me, you are not even a little bit worse."

Yun Jianyue got straight to the point and asked, "Is it just me?"

There are quite a few Fuyun demons around here. This is a dead end that their demon tribe has laid out for Chen Chao. If Yun Jian Yue doesn't come, Chen Chao will die. If only Yun Jian Yue comes, it seems that the chance of winning is not very good. .

"Has Yu Xiyi broken through?"

Perhaps thinking of those times when they joined forces, he probably felt that there was hope with Yu Xiyi.

"Almost."

Chen Chao took a deep breath and said uncertainly: "There should probably be a helper."