Chapter 200 Outside the Lonely City

There are no mountains in the north, but there are hills in the west, which are so low that they look like a few mounds. The south is flat, with farmland and woods interlaced, and fierce battles are going on silently. A thoroughfare passes through the middle roughly, leading directly to the city in the east.

The weeds under his feet are half dead and half alive. Qilin took a bite and spit it out immediately. The morning light is slightly revealed in the sky, and there is silence all around. There are no thunder, explosions, spells, shouts and other sounds. The disciples of Pangshan who just left the battlefield of Laozu Peak seem to be in another world for a while. They are still vigilantly observing everywhere, always thinking that groups of demons may jump out of the bushes somewhere soon.

"Where is this?" Yang Qingyin was the first to speak, holding a bronze mirror in his left hand and pinching the magic formula in his right hand, ready to cast a spell at any time, "Laozu Peak...what happened?"

They didn't have time to take a last look at Laozu Peak.

"Laozu Peak no longer exists." Zeng Fu spoke for Zuo Liuying, trying to soften his tone and reduce the coldness of this sentence.

This is a group of young Taoists. Various emotions are surging in their hearts. Everyone's face changes. After a while, they finally control the undercurrent in their hearts and look at Zuo Liuying together, waiting for his order. Even the most determined among them feel at a loss at this moment, not knowing what to do next.

Zuo Liuying looks younger than several breathing disciples, but his expression is calm and majestic, which only high-level Taoists have. He stands still, still with his arms outstretched, and his robe sleeves puffed up high.

The one who stood up to answer the doubts was Lan Qizhang. He was also ready to die for the mountain, but the chief needed a capable assistant, so he had to stay.

"The Ancestral Tower is damaged." Standing in the deserted wilderness, Lan Qizhang could tell the truth, "The chief has consumed a lot of mana to maintain the Ancestral Tower. He originally wanted to go to a farther place, but he could only bring everyone here - 1,760 miles southeast of the Old Ancestor Peak. The chief doesn't know where this place is."

The location is no longer the most concerned issue. Yang Qingyin asked in astonishment: "How could the Ancestral Tower be damaged? It is our treasure of the mountain, and its power..."

Lan Qizhang shook his head, "The mana of Pangshan Instant Platform is provided by the Ancestral Tower. Yesterday's sneak attack by the demon clan was very sudden. The demon king quickly destroyed the Instant Platform and also damaged the Ancestral Tower. It needs a huge amount of mana to maintain it at all times."

Everyone finally understood that Zuo Liuying was not avoiding the battle last night. He was concentrating on protecting the treasure of the mountain. Without him, the damage to the Ancestral Tower might be more serious.

Yang Qingyin glanced at Mu Xingqiu. If everyone had believed his guess earlier, the sneak attack last night might not have been so sudden. "How could Qi Wushang suddenly become a giant demon? He was not like this before." She asked weakly, purely to cover up the emptiness in her heart.

"I don't know. The demons have learned many new magic arts."

There are still many doubts, but it is not important at the moment. Yang Qingyin took a deep breath, swept her eyes across the faces of the young disciples, and finally looked at Mu Xingqiu, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to know what to do next? Ask for help from other sects? Or go to Luanjing Mountain to find a master?" He was thinking about the future, although at this moment the battle of Laozu Peak may not be completely over, and the Demon Fire Mountain is also continuing to roll forward.

Lan Qizhang was silent for a while, as if he was feeling Zuo Liuying's thoughts, and then he said: "The chief and the ancestral tower can't move forward anymore, they must stop to recover. I am his assistant, and your duty is to protect us from being discovered by the demons."

Lan Qizhang looked at Yang Qingyin, thinking that she would be the leader of the young Taoists, and it has been like this for a long time, but not only her, but also the eyes of other Taoists are looking at Mu Xingqiu.

"What are your plans?" Yang Qingyin asked. She could lead everyone to make trouble, but now she can't tolerate any nonsense.

Mu Xingqiu thought for a while. In fact, he had no experience. He had led a fight and took on many troubles despite opposition. Those experiences were useless. He had to be a calm leader.

"How long will it take you and the chief?" he asked.

Lan Qi Zhang turned his head to look at Zuo Liu Ying, and when he looked at Mu Xing Qiu, he had already accepted his position, "At least nine days, at most two months."

Mu Xing Qiu bit his lip and thought for a while, "I want to divide everyone into three teams..."

His first idea was questioned, Shen Hao interrupted and said, "With so few people, why do we have to split them up?"

In addition to Zuo Liu Ying, Lan Qi Zhang and Zeng Fu who could not cast spells, there were still 17 breathing Taoist priests and a bald man, plus three unicorns, the strength was indeed very weak.

"Our duty is to try not to let the monsters find the whereabouts of the ancestral tower, so the number of people is not important, the key is not to attract the attention of the monsters."

Shen Hao had nothing to say.

Mu Xing Qiu continued: "One team will go to Wandi Mountain for help, which is the closest Taoist sect to Pang Mountain, and the second team will go directly to Luanjing Mountain to find the master."

"From Wandi Mountain Instant Platform, it will be transmitted to Luanjing Mountain very quickly." Xin Youtao reminded.

"No one can guarantee that Pangshan was the only one attacked last night. We have to prepare for both situations." Mu Xingqiu explained. Although this was an extremely scary guess, it was not impossible. "What is the maximum distance of the sound transmission incense burner?"

"Are there any other spells that can keep in touch?"

"No, the first master can't bring too many magic tools." Lan Qizhang answered immediately.

"I need to know our specific location so that I can calculate the time to go to Wandi Mountain and Luanjing Mountain."

Zuo Liuying's destination was not here. He knew that he had cast a spell to the southeast for 1,760 miles, so he was not sure about the exact location. Lan Qizhang and Zeng Fu were therefore unable to answer.

Xin Youtao had been looking around, and now he said, "I remember that the river to the east is the Jie River, more than 1,700 miles southeast of the Old Ancestor Peak... That city should be the Duanliu City of our Xijie Country, and the opposite is the Dongjie Country. It should not be far from Wandi Mountain, definitely less than 2,000 miles, but it is far from Luanjing Mountain, at least 8,000 miles."

Mu Xingqiu roughly calculated, "I need volunteers who can fly fast."

Yang Qingyin and Fangfang are at a higher level and fly faster, but both of them hope to stay to protect the Patriarch Tower. Five disciples of the sixth and seventh levels of breathing stepped forward and volunteered to deliver the letter.

Two disciples of the seventh level of breathing went to Wandi Mountain, which would take three to five days to arrive. The other three disciples of the sixth level went to Luanjing Mountain, which would take at least half a month to arrive. The five knew that they had a heavy responsibility, especially the two who were going to Wandi Mountain, who carried the greatest hope, and immediately said goodbye and set off.

"Can the chief enter the city?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

Zeng Fu nodded, "We can walk into the city."

"We have to change clothes to enter the city, and we can't let people know that we are Taoist priests from Pangshan."

Changing clothes is a very simple spell. Everyone looked at each other and found that only Lan Qizhang could do it. Yang Qingyin said, "There is no way. This simple illusion can be seen through by Taoist priests with their celestial eyes. Only casual cultivators use it to deceive ordinary people. I didn't expect that Taoist priest Pangshan would have this day."

Lan Qizhang changed the Taoist robes for everyone, but he knew very little about secular dress. He had to rely on Xin Youtao's guidance. The hairstyles and clothes of more than a dozen people were considered normal. Although it would still arouse some suspicion, it would not be seen through. The three unicorns were transformed into ordinary horses. They didn't care because they still looked their original appearance in their eyes.

Zuo Liuying did not change clothes. He had put down his arms and his robe sleeves were not so bulging.

Xin Youtao and another disciple went into the city to rent a house, and the others continued to wait in the wilderness.

As the sun rose, farmers appeared in the fields to the south. They looked at the strange people in confusion for a while, and continued to harvest the ripe crops.

After Mu Xingqiu finished arranging the tasks, the atmosphere became stagnant again, and no one spoke for a long time. The ground suddenly trembled, and the farmers in the distance dropped their tools and fled to the village in panic.

The tremor came from the direction of Pangshan. Yang Qingyin finally couldn't help but asked the question that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time: "Are all the people in Laozufeng... dead?"

"Dead." Zeng Fu replied coldly, but tears flowed from her eyes. The voice belonged to Zuo Liuying, and the tears belonged to her.

The tremor of the ground stopped, and everyone fell silent again.

It was Shen Hao who broke the silence. He had one thing in mind, "Why don't we go directly to Wandi Mountain? If the leader had headed east from the beginning, we would not be far from Wandi Mountain."

Zuo Liuying seemed not to have heard this. Lan Qizhang and Zeng Fu did not answer for him. Yang Qingyin sighed, "The Patriarch's Tower is the treasure of Pangshan Mountain and cannot be taken to other sects. I just hope that the Grandmaster and other Pangshan disciples will come to support us as soon as possible. We must retake Pangshan."

The complex relationship between sects is incomprehensible to ordinary disciples. Shen Hao frowned slightly and did not ask any more questions. After a while, he said, "Then the messenger should not know that the Patriarch's Tower was damaged."

"Don't worry, other sects will not come to rob the Patriarch's Tower." Yang Qingyin was not worried about this at all, and Zuo Liuying was obviously the same.

Shen Hao frowned even more tightly. The relationship between sects was more complicated in his eyes, even difficult to understand.

Xin Youtao came back and hired three carriages, one for Zuo Liuying and Zeng Fu, two for the other seven female disciples, and the male Taoist priests walked to Duanliu City.

The three drivers paid close attention to this group of strange guests and kept looking at them. Mu Xingqiu found that he could use the dozens of mind-reading spells he had learned at this time. He silently recited one of them and quietly cast a spell on the three people. Their focus quickly turned to the earthquake just now, and they asked the guests questions.

Mu Xingqiu's mind-reading magic was still very weak. Casting it on Taoist priests or demons would only bring trouble to himself, but it had a miraculous effect on ordinary people.

Duanliu City was not big, and the residents in the city knew nothing about the Taoist-demon war that took place in Pangshan. They were gathered on the street to discuss the earthquake, and were quite excited about surviving a disaster.

Xin Youtao was generous and rented the entire yard of a small inn, claiming that they would stay here temporarily and go to Dongjie Kingdom as soon as the goods arrived. He said to Mu Xingqiu privately: "I can reveal my identity as a prince at any time, and the officials here will receive us well."

For the sake of confidentiality, Mu Xingqiu felt that the title of prince was not necessary for the time being.

Yang Qingyin and Fangfang volunteered to check on the situation of Pangshan. The two of them flew out of the city and flew to a deserted place. They went hundreds of miles away and did not return until the evening.

"The Demon Fire Mountain is heading southwest." Yang Qingyin said this sentence, and everyone understood the meaning. Pangshan was breached and Laozu Peak had become a ravine.

Xin Youtao was stunned, "Southwest? Isn't that the direction of Xijie City? Where exactly are the demons going to attack?"

No one could answer his question.

The next day, a group of refugees suddenly came to Duanliu City, bringing a lot of vague rumors. One thing is certain: countless demon soldiers entered Xijie Kingdom through the gap in Pangshan and headed straight for the capital. Their ambition is definitely not just to break through Pangshan.

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