Chapter 336 Choice

Fengtaijie, Holy Spirit Mountain, Holy Spirit Sect.

"What? What did you say? Say it again?" Xu Changqing stood up with a ferocious face and slapped the thousand-year-old jade throne he had just sitting on. Many immortal bosses around him were excited, and several of them almost fell off their chairs.

"Say it again, what's the news about the expeditionary force?" Xu Changqing's voice was so gloomy that he asked.

The poor sentry monk, the biggest figure he has ever seen, is just an elder of the outer door, whose strength does not exceed the real spiritual realm. Now he is forced to question by the lord of a sect with the strength of the mysterious realm. He has been paralyzed, lying on the ground like mud and almost foaming. This has nothing to do with courage, it is completely the result of a huge gap in strength.

Seeing his own people being so ugly in public, Xu Changqing waved his hand with hatred. The sentry monk didn't even make a sound and was thrown out of thin air.

"Change someone who can speak." Xu Changqing's voice has been in the Holy Spirit's temple for a long time.

However, no matter how loud his voice is, there is still more shocking news than his voice.

The expeditionary force was destroyed.

30,000 monks died in battle, which may not be an unacceptable thing for monks in Fengtai. In the mysterious world with a complex situation, there are no more than 1,000 battles with real ghosts every year. More than 300,000 monks guarded on more than a dozen border passes. Because of the rich cultivation resources, Fengtai boundary has led to cultivation. There are a large number of soldiers and a large number of people who can fight, so the loss of 30,000 monks is not a big deal, and it can even be said to be an insignificant thing. Every year, there are almost so many monks who died on more than a dozen border gates.

Only this time, this situation is absolutely different from the past. These people all died in vain.

In the Fengtai world, no one does not hate real ghosts, but as long as the Xianmen boss is a little rational, he will know that in today's Fengtai world, taking the initiative to attack is their only way out. Waiting for death will only be chronically waiting for death, but taking the initiative to attack is impossible at all. Now with rich cultivation resources, they can barely maintain that the total number of monks will not decrease too quickly, but overall they still maintain a decreasing state every year.

Attacking at this juncture is tantamount to death. Therefore, after learning that Xu Chi had done such a thing, even if Xu Changqing was so optimistic about Xu Chi before, he had made up his mind to kill Xu Chi, relieve his hatred, and also give everyone an explanation.

However, he did not expect that the expeditionary force would be destroyed not far from the exit of the Yun Pass, and even did not go out for a thousand miles. It could almost be said that it was under the eyes of the monks. As a result, it was abruptly annihilated. That was 30,000 monks, not 30,000 ordinary soldiers, let alone 30,000 ordinary people, but they were completely annihilated.

This is still a fart. Everyone is dead, but what is good to die is that all the people who died are from other immortals. Xu Chi knows that he does not harm his family. Of the 30,000 monks in the organization, he is the only one who is a monk of the Holy Spirit Sect, and there is no more. Now such a situation has happened, Xu Even if Changqing wants to give everyone an explanation, he doesn't know what to do.

"Have you found a living monk, even if you can have one." Xu Changqing gradually recovered, and when he said this, he seemed to be begging.

The sentry monk said frightenedly, "Try to tell the suzerain that there is no life. When we find it, there were only dead bodies on that mountain."

"How many dead bodies are there? Have you counted them? Is it enough for 30,000?" Xu Changqing asked fiercely.

The whistle was speechless and could only look at his suzerain. If others dared to ask him this, he would have slapped him earlier. How can it be possible to find everyone's dead bodies after the war, especially in the battle with real ghosts. Although real ghosts are not beasts, they are crazier than beasts. Many times In the war with real ghosts, some monks were really eaten by real ghosts. Those real ghosts who eat monks can't survive, but real ghosts are the most lethal way to fight with their lives. Among the many ways of death, death without a whole body must be one of the most unacceptable ways of death.

Many Xianmen bosses around also saw Xu Changqing's abnormality. In fact, although they are waiting here, they are waiting for the news of the expeditionary army and Xu Changqing's statement, but after this point, it is meaningless for them to force Xu Changqing to do anything. After all, people can't come back to life. All the expeditionary troops died in battle. This was not Xu Changqing's plan. Of course, the Holy Spirit Sect also needs to expand to the outside world, but they do not think that the Holy Spirit Sect will use such a means to consume the number of other immortal monks.

Xu Changqing's reputation has not been very good. Although he is the head of a clan, he is not trustworthy and does not play too many conspiracy methods, but there are many domineering means on his surface. Over the years, his performance in various negotiations can really be said to be the most speechless. With his strong personal With strength and powerful sect power, he has always put himself on the side of absolute superiority. This time, even if he is at a loss, in fact, these fairy clan bosses do not expect to really take much benefits from the Holy Spirit Sect. They have been waiting for news here just to give an explanation to their disciples.

Now that Xu Changqing is so angry, they are even a little worried about whether Xu Changqing will take them.

Xu Changqing's face is now extremely gloomy, but after silence, he still said slowly, "Several masters who have lost their disciples, all send people and my people to receive compensation. A monk has ten top-grade spiritual stones, all go."

Hearing Xu Changqing's words, a group of immortal gate bosses were all stunned. Xu Changqing, who had always been hairless, actually made such a decision. The compensation for a dead monk was as high as ten high-quality spiritual stones. Although such compensation could not match the living monks, in this way, their Holy Spirit Sect was a loss. With 300,000 top-grade spiritual stones, the spiritual stones in Fengtai are rich in resources, but taking out so many spiritual stones at once is not a small number. Thinking of this, some fairy gate bosses dare not send people to collect the spiritual stones.

Xu Changqing did not realize the reaction of the immortals around him. After giving the order, he sighed and said, "Gentlemen, be ready to fight to the death."

"What, suzerain, what do you mean?" Someone asked puzzledly.

"30,000 monks were completely annihilated, not defeated. What does it mean? Think about it yourself. The strength of the real ghost seems to be far beyond our imagination. It seems that we need to make a huge change. If we don't take the initiative to fight for it, maybe we will really be finished." Xu Changqing said lightly, "Let's inform each other. The leaders of Xianmen, which have a thousand core disciples, have come to the Holy Spirit Sect. We need to discuss a way out together."

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"Ancestor..."

"Well, has the Holy Spirit sent the order?" Qingyang Laozu said softly.

"Yes, this is a messenger..." Han Baoshu carefully handed over a cold jade token.

"Don't look at it. Let Baolin clean up. Let's go to Holy Spirit Mountain together." Qingyang Laozu waved his hand and then got up and said.

"Do you want to go in person?" Han Baoshu asked in surprise.

"Ha ha, it's been boring for too long. If I don't go out for a walk, I'm really afraid I won't have a chance to go out again." Qingyang's ancestors always looked indifferent, and a pair of seemingly dizzy old eyes could actually see through everything.

Seeing Han Baoshu standing in a daze, Qingyang's ancestor patted the shoulder of the head of Qingyang sect and said, "When I was very young, the land that monks in Fengtai could occupy twice as much as now. At that time, monks and real ghosts could still fight separately. When I was 100 years old, the monks had begun to go downhill. When I was 200 years old, we could only turn to attack and defend. Just a hundred years ago, we could only completely hide in the pass to fight against real ghosts. Baoshu, we retreated too much and lost too much. The matter of this expedition is not necessarily a bad thing, at least so that many people who have never made up their minds can finally say what they think. For example, an old stubborn person like me knows that it's time to fight once.

"Yes, ancestor." Han Baoshu lowered his head and answered, and his mood has always been very low.

Qingyang's ancestor pondered for a moment, and finally said, "Baoshu, I'll tell you this matter. Don't spread it to others again."

"Heavenly?" Han Baoshu looked at Qingyang's ancestor excitedly. Qingyang's ancestor only had such a serious attitude when he said some inferred results that could not be easily leaked.

Qingyang Laozu did not make a clear statement, but lowered his voice and said, "This expeditionary force is not dead yet."

Before the words fell, there was a loud click, and suddenly there was a thunderbolt on Qingyang Mountain in the clear sky.

Han Baoshu looked at Qingyang's ancestor with shining eyes. He never doubted the ancestor's words, but after a few giggles, Han Baoshu also lowered his voice and asked, "So my Lanling?"

"She is definitely not dead, and there should be many people who are not dead, but they don't seem to be in this world, but I can't see where they have gone."

"No in this world..." Han Baoshu was suddenly shocked: "Did you go to other metaphysics?" Thinking of this, Han Baoshu immediately thought of Li Mingyang and frowned and said, "Could it be that the boy who did something?"

"Don't guess, let's go to the Holy Spirit first." Qingyang Laozu interrupted Han Baoshu's random speculation and went out first.

Han Baolin looked up at the thunder on Qingyang Mountain and muttered to himself, "What did the ancestor calculate?"

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Tianyuanjie, Tianyin Kingdom, Huangyin River.

Li Mingyang carefully lurked on the edge of the river and looked at the group of monsters not far away and dared not show any breath.

Ten days have passed since the wheel formulated a major plan to unite the two Xuanjie monks. In the first seven days, Li Mingyang followed the wheel and finally learned the special method of arranging the array he used. Although it is still very unfamiliar now, at least Li Mingyang can arrange the array normally and does not use it. He suffered so much damage when he was arrayed like a wheel. After all, he is not a soul body like a wheel. The domineering constitution of the heavenly and human race allows him to withstand most of the strange situations.

After learning the array technique, Li Mingyang did not immediately go to Fengtai, but quietly sneaked into Tianyin. However, although Li Mingyang doesn't have to worry about being hunted down by some ghost king and strange handsome in Tianyin Kingdom, he can no longer pretend to be a real ghost to wander here. The current Tianyin Kingdom is no longer the country of real ghosts in the past. Now, once real ghosts and monks are found by monsters, they will end up in the same way.

In fact, the ram text should be the best whistle, but he can't feel the situation on the ground too accurately when he escapes. Only when Li Mingyang is here can he capture Li Mingyang's breath more accurately, so this time they can only walk together.

Li Mingyang has been tracking a group of monsters day and night. On the way to tracking, Li Mingyang has met another four groups of monsters. The number of monsters in each batch is not too large, only about two or three thousand. However, as he follows deeper and further, the number and strength of monsters in the team of monsters he encounters All of them have been promoted. Li Mingyang is very bold. He just wants to follow these monsters to see where their base camp is and how many monsters there are in the base camp. Although it is very risky, this is what must be done at present. He must figure out what the overall strength of the monster is. If he can't even know himself and his enemy, the victory or defeat of this battle can only rely solely on luck.

The Huangyin River is not far from the center of the former Tianyin Kingdom, but Li Mingyang has a hunch that the headquarters of monsters should not be in the center, but may be on the edge, out of intuition and empirical judgment. These monsters came so suddenly that they must come through the space passage formed by space cracks. The space barriers in the center of Tianyin Kingdom are very strong, and even if there is an accident, they will never appear here.

Gradually, more and more teams of monsters met, and Li Mingyang no longer continued to follow the team of a certain monsters, but tried his best to bypass the places where all the monsters were stationed and began to move towards the place where he guessed that it should be the base camp. It is basically impossible to grab the tongue here. Although there are also monsters who can speak, even if it is not a real spiritual realm, it must be a fivefold virtual spiritual realm. Li Mingyang is not confident to subdue this powerful monster without alarming other monsters. Moreover, along the way, he found that the monster army seemed to be very disciplined, and all the monster teams he met seemed to be patrolling, not boring, so Li Mingyang did not dare to act rashly.

Finally, on the thirteenth day, after Li Mingyang climbed over a mountain, he knew that he had finally found his destination.

Just looking at everything under the mountain, Li Mingyang was ready, or he couldn't help whispering, "What is this!"