Chapter 93: The Way of Heaven Is Unpredictable

A few days later, Meng Cangran and Zhuang Yuerou came to inform Ning Wuxie of the specific arrangements for the siege of the Heart-Tonning God Sect.

Meng Cangran also deliberately kept a certain distance from Zhuang Yuerou and entered the door one behind the other with her face tense.

After entering the house, he didn't speak to Zhuang Yuerou, looking serious and serious.

However, Zhuang Yuerou, who was standing behind him, secretly made faces at Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er while he couldn't see them.

This immediately made the two of them laugh.

"What's wrong, Brother Ning, is there something on my face?" Meng Cangran asked curiously and touched his cheek.

"No, no. Where did you just talk?" Ning Wuxie said hurriedly.

Meng Cangran looked at Ning Wuxie in confusion, and continued: "For this operation, you and Junior Sister Zhuang will be in a team of three, and we will be responsible for the operations near Cangyun City."

"The three of us are responsible for guarding the east gate of Cangyun City. Be careful of the escaping demons who escape into the city and harm the people."

"Overall, there's no danger. You can take Miss Xuan'er with you."

Ning Wuxie nodded, this was pretty much what he expected.

The only danger is Huang Quanke, and he has not forgotten this group of people.

Once Huang Quanke accepts a mission, he will fight to the death and will never stop until the mission is completed.

Ning Wuxie didn't know how much he was worth in the eyes of Huang Quan Ke, but killing Yao Xin must have resulted in a grudge, and Huang Quan Ke would not give up so easily.

But fortunately, he could form a team with Meng Cangran and Zhuang Yuerou. These two people were equal in strength to him, so Huang Quanke would not attack rashly.

To prevent leaks, the departure time is tonight.

Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er made simple arrangements, met Meng Zhuang and the others at night, and left Junzi Mountain in the dark.

Looking down from a high altitude, it was pitch black under the cover of night, with only the stars on Junzi Mountain lit up. Countless cultivators formed a group and ran towards the bottom of the mountain.

Among them, there are ordinary disciples who are responsible for logistics, there are medium-strong people who are the vanguard of the battle, there are also leaders of this operation, elders at the peak of martial arts and even the immortal realm.

To keep it secret, everyone can only ride horses and not fly.

The largest sect in the world mobilized its entire force, and its unprecedented organizational power mobilized unprecedented power!

Just to kill the mosquito that flew into Confucian’s face and sucked blood!

This battle is not only watched by the people of Cangyun State, but also by the citizens of Shangyun State.

Other righteous sects, human sects, and the entire world are waiting to see.

On the top of Junzi Mountain, Xun Zhu leaned on the railing and looked at the bright full moon, only tinged with a faint layer of blood.

Revealing an ominous atmosphere.

Xun Zhu frowned slightly, looking at the thousands of Confucian disciples rushing to the mission site, with some worry on his face.

He turned his head and looked at a map that was centered on Junzi Mountain on a table several feet long, showing the terrain and villages of the entire Shangyun Prefecture.

There are cross-shaped circles drawn on the map, and the blank space on the edge is densely filled with footnotes.

All the lines are extended, carrying Xun Zhu's thinking, reasoning, and questioning, guiding his thoughts, and finally returning to a symbol -?

Why?

Why the Cult of the Devouring God?

Why Cangyun Prefecture?

"Every thousand years, there is always a demonic path that causes great chaos... Could it be that this time it started from my Confucian school?"

Xun Zhu whispered to himself in a low voice, his long white beard trembling slightly.

At this moment, his back looked low and lonely. He did not look like the master and mastermind of the situation in the entire Lingwu Continent, but just a poor old man who was about to die.

"The way of heaven is unpredictable..."

Thinking of the possible failure of this operation and the suffering that all living beings in the world were about to suffer, Xun Zhu's expression showed a trace of panic and confusion.

"The only variable is the east gate of Cangyun City..."

Xun Zhu raised his gaze and looked in the direction where Meng Cangran and others were running. This was an arrangement he made personally.

He repeatedly evolved this operation through deliberation, and felt that the only variable in the entire operation was the east gate of Cangyun City, which was quite strange.

However, when he transferred Meng Canran away from here, the strange place disappeared again and was no longer at the east gate of Cangyun City.

Instead, he followed Meng Cangran's location.

At the same time, the fortune of the entire operation collapsed instantly, as if a piece of wood was pulled out and the entire hall collapsed instantly, without a chance!

In the end, Xun Zhu could only arrange Meng Canran at the east gate of Cangyun City.

"Cangran, you always surprise me, don't let me down this time..."

He gripped the railing tightly and looked nervously towards the direction of Cangyun City.

It is not easy for Xun Zhu to make such conjectures at his peak level as a human being.

But if he can reach the state of Ning Wuxie's previous life, then the deduced results can be more accurate.

For example, he would know that the motivation for the entire operation did not lie with Meng Cangran at all.

But Ning Wuxie, who followed Meng Cangran, was an ordinary disciple who had just joined Confucianism less than half a year ago, an honorary elder of the Yaochi Sect, and a candidate for the Twelve Young Masters.

…

"We must be in place before the ugly time. Everyone, speed up!"

Meng Cangran took the lead. After looking at the dial that could show the time, he looked back and said to Ning Wuxie and Zhuang Yuerou.

Zhuang Yuerou rode a horse alone, and of course Xuan'er rode with Ning Wuxie, holding Bai Zhu in her arms.

After all, after leaving Junzi Mountain, the porridge could still come in handy, so Ning Wuxie took her out.

She is no longer like a cub now, but has some weight. It is a bit difficult for the horse to carry two people and one beast.

Fortunately, Zhuang Yuerou deliberately slowed down and stayed with the two of them.

"Junior brother Ning... I will call you junior brother from now on?" Zhuang Yuerou said suddenly.

"Okay, Senior Sister Zhuang."

"Well... what I want to say is, didn't you and Miss Xuan'er do me a big favor before?"

"I also said at the time that I would definitely thank you in the future, but after that you seemed to be always busy and not easy to see, and I couldn't find anything good to give you..."

"Senior sister, you are out of sight now." Ning Wuxie said hurriedly.

Zhuang Yuerou smiled: "But this time when my senior brother said we were going on a mission together, I immediately thought of something."

She said, taking out two small flying swords from the storage ring.

These two small flying swords are no more than the size of a palm, have no health grooves, do not look very sharp, and are more generous.

"These are two Taoist flying magic weapons. They can fly in the air at extremely fast speeds, many times faster than the Confucian standard inkstone."

"Senior Sister Zhuang, how does this make..."

Ning Wuxie waved her hand quickly...preparing to be polite.

He happened to be short of a flying magic weapon, and Zhuang Yuerou even had Xuan'er's ready!

And it’s a Taoist product, absolutely worth a lot of money!

Hearing Ning Wuxie's words, Zhuang Yuerou immediately raised her eyebrows and looked angry:

"It makes it happen! Why can't it make it happen?"

"You and sister Xuan'er are the nobles of my senior brother and me. If it weren't for you, I still don't know how to deal with this relationship!"

"I'm also worried that these two flying swords can't express my feelings well. If you don't even want these, you just don't like me."

Seeing Zhuang Yuerou say this, Ning Wuxie could no longer refuse, so she had to reach out and take it.

"Thank you very much, senior sister."

Zhuang Yuerou suddenly smiled brightly, blinked and said:

"I even gave these two flying swords names."

"name?"

"These two flying swords are a set of magic weapons, called male and female flying swords. When wielded at the same time, there is a speed bonus."

"One of the flying swords given to sister Xuan'er, I named it Wuxie."

"The other one is called Youqing."