Chapter 246 Battle Group

At this moment, the mysterious man's old voice sounded again, "It's time to put down the scroll and leave the 'Lingbao Hall'!"

Lin Xiao was stunned when he heard the words, but he still put down the scroll and respectfully saluted the empty space: "Thank you for helping me find the array. I don't know who the senior is. Lin Xiao will definitely visit you in the future!"

The old man laughed and said, "Thank you for visiting? My residence is here, and you are in my court now. Why do you have to thank me?"

Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment, "Senior, do you live here?"

The voice said angrily, "To put it nicely, I live here. In fact, I was trapped here by the old man Wan Jiantao!" Now you should understand why I didn't let you stay here for a long time, right? Any person or thing related to Wan Jiantao will make me hate it. Now, take the iron sword in your hand and get out of here!"

Lin Xiao was shocked when he heard the words. He didn't expect that the mysterious man and Wan Jiantao still had such a layer of hatred! No wonder he is so rude to himself.

When it came to this, Lin Xiao also extinguished his desire to make friends with the mysterious man and quickly left the 'Lingbao Hall'.

After Lin Xiao walked out of the Lingbao Hall, he saw the two true monks in black and stayed outside the tower.

Lin Xiao pondered for a moment and walked over to the two monks.

When the two monks in black saw Lin Xiao coming towards him, their faces suddenly showed a wary look. One of the monks asked, "Lin Daoyou has found what he is looking for?"

Lin Xiao smiled and said, "I did find it, but I just encountered a strange thing in the tower. I want to ask two Taoist friends."

"What's the matter?" Another monk asked strangely.

Lin Xiao whispered, "I just met a senior in the attic. He claimed to have a deep hatred with the sword-man. I don't know what's going on?"

The two monks were shocked and shouted, "What? Did the old monster come down from the ninth floor?

Lin Xiao hurriedly said, "Don't panic. That man didn't leave the ninth floor, but just contacted me from the ninth floor."

The two real disciples were relieved. One of them said with lingering fear and said, "Why didn't Lin Daoyou say everything? He was almost scared to death by you. If the old monster escapes from the trouble and leaves the ninth floor, I'm afraid there will be a big trouble in our spiritual ruins altar!"

Lin Xiao raised his eyebrows and said, "What is the origin of that old monster?"

The monk hesitated when he heard the words, as if the origin of the old monster was a taboo.

At this time, another monk whispered, "Lin Daoyou is one of the descendants of the sword-goden elder. He has some connections with the old monster. What's wrong with telling him?"

The previous monk nodded when he heard the words, so he said to Lin Xiao, "Lin Daoyou doesn't know anything. That old monster was originally the brother of the sword-governed elder!"

"What?!" Lin Xiao's face changed, "Is this serious?"

The monk nodded, "It's true that the elder's younger brother is Wan Jianchen. He has been obsessed with swords since he was a child, and his talent was originally higher than the sword-man! However, it is a pity that Wan Jianchen was inadvertently invaded by external evils in the process of advancing from Jindanjing to Yuanyingjing. Later, although he succeeded in condensing Yuanying, his whole body became a little crazy and violent.

"Every time Wan Jianchen disease occurs, it will become bloodthirsty. It has killed many innocent people in the sect and caused many tragedies. Therefore, in order not to let Wan Jianchen hurt the innocents, the sword-man sealed Wan Jianchen in the 'Lingbao Hall'."

Hearing this, in addition to the shock, Lin Xiao still had a trace of doubt in his heart, so he asked, "Is there any strong prohibition in the 'Lingbao Hall'? Why did the sword-holding elder seal his brother here?"

The monk's face suddenly showed a trace of longing. "Although there is no strong prohibition array in the 'Lingbao Hall', there is a fairy sword created by our founder Luo Xingzi and Bixia - the double swords of 'Tiandu' and 'Minghe'! After so many years of sacrifice, these two fairy swords have long been born, forming two Taoist treasures!"

"At the beginning, the sword-handling elder used these two treasure-level fairy swords as the center to arrange a 'spirit-absorbing array' on the top of the ninth floor of the tower, trapping Wan Jianchen in the array. The two swords of Tiandu and Minghe always absorb the spiritual power of Wan Jianchen's body to prevent him from getting out of trouble."

Lin Xiao suddenly said when he heard the words, "So, why hasn't this been spread in our spiritual ruins palace?"

A monk in black sneered and said, "If you were Lin Daoyou and you were a swordsman, would you make this family scandal spread everywhere? If we hadn't been ordered to guard the 'Lingbao Hall' for many years, we would never have known about it!"

Another monk in black also said, "Lin Daoyou, we told you this because you are an elder disciple of the sword. I hope you don't spread it everywhere. If others know about this, we will never admit that we told you!"

Lin Xiao nodded, "Don't worry, you two! This matter is related to my master, so naturally I won't talk nonsense everywhere.

After he said that, he took out a small bag from the storage ring and gave it to the two of them. He smiled and said, "Thank you for answering my doubts. Here is a little care. Please accept it."

The two monks in black were stunned. When they took over the bag and opened it, their faces showed surprise again and hurriedly thanked Lin Xiao.

After chatting with the two, Lin Xiao left.

On the way back, Lin Xiao's mood was difficult to calm down for a while, but he didn't expect to hear this secret in the 'Lingbao Hall'!

Because of his practice of 'Huangjitian Performance', Lin Xiao suddenly worked hard** and calculated a hexagram for himself with his right hand, but because this matter is related to himself, the hexagram is very vague and it is impossible to calculate good or bad luck at all.

But Lin Xiao has a vague intuition in his heart that he encounters tens of thousands of sword dust this time, and I'm afraid that he will have more intersections with him in the future...

Since it was impossible to calculate the good or bad luck, Lin Xiao simply stopped thinking about it, but quickly flew back to the Zimen Dojo.

In the evening of that day, ten elders and 20 true disciples of Zimen held a meeting in the 'Yingling Hall' to discuss sending reinforcements to Kunlun Mountain City.

As expected by Lin Xiao and Xie Qinghou, when Xie Qinghou said that he would gather more than half of his disciples as reinforcements to reinforce Kunlun Mountain City, everyone's face changed.

And when Xie Qinghou said that it was up to everyone to decide whether to join the reinforcements and volunteered to go to the mountain city, many people looked happy.

Xie Qinghou and Lin Xiao took everyone's faces into their eyes. Although they were calm, they had quietly divided the people into two categories in their hearts.

One is the monk who still has different intentions and does not regard himself as a member of the Purple Gate at all; the other is the monks who are loyal to the Purple Gate.

The only thing that disappointed Lin Xiao and Xie Qinghou was that the number of people who really took the honor and disgrace of Zimen was less than half of the number of Zimen disciples.

After the meeting, the true disciples brought the intention of the elders to the disciples inside and outside, so the matter of Zimen to send half of the sect disciples to the battlefield immediately spread in Zimen, and everyone had mixed reactions to this.

Some people sign up for the reinforcement selection as soon as possible, some people avoid it, while others maintain a wait-and-see attitude.

On the first day, 300 people in the Lingxu Palace, only 50 of them signed up.

Because of time constraints, Lin Xiao immediately gathered the 50 internal disciples who had signed up and selected 27 young monks with high cultivation and strong ability to execute orders to form the prototype of the regiment.

The remaining 23 disciples became the reserve force of the regiment, and also practiced with the 27-person regiment to supplement the lack of personnel of the regiment at any time.

Lin Xiao personally guided the cultivation of these 50 monks and passed on the changes of the 'Three Talents Return to Yuan Array' that he had learned to these 50 disciples. At the same time, these 50 people can also enjoy special benefits such as free use of Juling House and free supply of various elixirs in the sect.

As soon as Lin Xiao's organization of the regiment spread, the Purple Gate monks immediately exploded. After learning the special treatment of the 50 people, all the monks scrambled to participate in the reinforcements.

Later, because there were too many people who signed up, the elders came forward and selected 100 monks to form a reinforcements, and the rest unfortunately lost the election.

However, after the 100 newly registered monks entered the reinforcement team, they found that they had not enjoyed the treatment of the first 50 monks at all, so there was dissatisfaction in the reinforcement team, but these voices of dissatisfaction were suppressed by Lin Xiao.

In view of the domineering majesty established by Lin Xiao in the Purple Gate on the first day, no one dares to question Lin Xiao's kindness to 50 members of the regiment.

Unconsciously, three days have passed.

On this day, Lin Xiao was still training the 50 inner gate monks under him in a large square in the Zimen Taoist temple.

I saw Lin Xiao open the ten-meter-diameter 'Qianyuan Golden Mask' outside his body, and the battle group of 27 monks was in groups of three people, holding spiritual swords, spiritual knives and other various spiritual weapons, and launched fierce attacks on Lin Xiao in turn!

However, although the spiritual weapons in the hands of the monks are not small, the repeated bombardment on Lin Xiao's body mask has never been able to shake half of the 'Qianyuan Golden Light Mask'!

I don't know how long the bombardment lasted until the last trace of spiritual power was exhausted that the monks stopped.

Lin Xiao was in the mask, with a trace of displeasure on his face, as if he was dissatisfied with the attack power of the battle group.

He suddenly shouted, "The disciples of the regiment who have exhausted their spiritual power will first go to the spiritual house to restore their spiritual power, and the disciples of the reserve regiment will add in!"

More than a dozen people in the regiment immediately left the team and went straight to the spirit house to restore their spiritual power. More than a dozen disciples standing on the periphery to watch the battle added.

However, not long after the second wave of attacks began, Lin Xiao stopped the crowd.

He glanced around the disciples and said coldly, "What's the matter? Didn't you attack according to the same frequency and steps? Why do you start to do your own thing once you launch an attack? There is no rules?"

A disciple said boldly, "Mr. Lin, it's not that we don't want to synchronize, but that our monks have uneven cultivation and different personalities. It's too difficult to reach a complete tacit understanding in a short time."

Lin Xiao suddenly came over when he heard the words. He was eager to achieve success, but forgot that the cooperation proficiency of the regiment could only be exercised by long-term combat.

However, there are still two days before the Purple Gate reinforcements will march with the Lingxu Palace troops to the Wuyun Mountains. Lin Xiao now lacks time the most!

What should we do to make everyone pinch into a whole, such as the arm and finger?

Lin Xiao fell into meditation.