Fish swimming around the world

Lao Mu had no time to care about him. Concentrating his power and bombarding frantically was indeed useful, but it also caused stronger fluctuations. He was sensitive to the fact that the more powerful the attack, the more violent the explosion would be. Just like alchemy, the stronger the fire, the more violent the explosion.

This also caused him to not dare to attack again, but in this way, he could not escape the siege and could only face the explosion head-on.

Lao Mu lost his composure for the first time, his eyes were full of coldness, "Sick man... Hua Qianzhen!"

He did not bombard again, but condensed a ball of light yellow true essence on his palm and slapped it lightly to a certain place. That place seemed to be corroded in an instant, and the array pattern was declining.

However, this was only a corner, and the entire pill array still exploded. Fortunately, the last one successfully corroded and penetrated the pill array and escaped, but it was too close, which was no different from leaning against it. The earth-shaking explosion directly blew him away and embedded him in the cliff of Qilin Cave.

After a few breaths, the cliff collapsed in a large area, and Lao Mu fell, kneeling on one knee, his face pale.

At this time, countless strong men also gathered.

"Respected elder, what happened?!"

Lao Mu's expression was gloomy. He knew that everything was too late. No matter what they planned, it had already succeeded.

That's right, at this time Jiang Fan had successfully descended the mountain with the purple-gold unicorn, and the speed of this mythical beast was so fast that it was like controlling the wind and fire. Even Yin Yangzi, who was stepping on the rapidly rotating Bagua map, could not catch up. In fact, even if he caught up, he probably wouldn't dare to attack the purple-gold unicorn.

Fortunately, after going down the mountain, the speed of the unicorn slowed down, but when he caught up, he found that there was no one on the back of the unicorn. The nine priests had obviously escaped halfway, and he was lured away from the mountain.

Yin Yangzi looked at the purple-gold unicorn walking back leisurely, as if nothing had happened, and frowned. What on earth was going on? The Ninth Priest could actually escape on the purple-gold unicorn...

The next moment, he suddenly realized that something was very wrong. Something must have happened in the cave.

He turned around suddenly, and the Yin-Yang diagram under his feet evolved again, and he rushed back like a gust of wind.

The large group of people led by the Ninth Priest entered the residence of the sick man, and came to the back mountain of Guanri Peak, the former Prince's Mansion, through the natural mountain tunnel. After going down the mountain from here, they did not encounter special interrogation by the Wumeng, because the leader was the Third Priest.

He claimed that Taiyue had important matters and needed the law-protecting army to go down the mountain from now on. In the absence of Jiazi and others, no one dared to stop them. Even if they dared, they could not stop them, after all, there was no time to mobilize a large number of people.

And even if Jiazi or Elder Taihua were there, there was no time to go to Yuhuangding to ask.

So, more than a thousand people went down the mountain smoothly and headed straight for Daicheng. Daicheng is only ten miles away from Yuhuangding, and it is Fengchen's territory. Even if someone catches up with them, they can't do anything.

A mere ten miles is just a matter of a moment for these strong men. Not long after, they have joined Jiang Fan in Daicheng.

Afterwards, they left the city directly through the Daicang secret passage without delay, and rushed all the way to Lingjiang Ferry.

The rescue plan was successful, and it was so easy that it was unimaginable. The countless strong men who were prepared to support them were not used at all, and no soldiers were injured.

And this was fundamentally due to the purple gold unicorn. If it weren't for it, Jiang Fan and his men would have to implement the reserve plan, which would require at least one or two fierce battles.

In the Five Elders Hall, the chasing troops returned without success, and the leader looked solemn.

"Your Excellency, we searched all the way and found that they entered Daicheng, so we sent scouts into the city to investigate, but there was nothing unusual at all. I think they might have turned into civilians and fled in different places..."

Lao Mu shook his head with a gloomy face: "They are all masters, and they are traveling very fast. If they are a little behind, they will not be caught up..."

The commander was confused and said: "Four elders, are you going to rebel against the Holy Land?"

Lao Mu did not say anything, and after a moment he said: "I want to know who planned this conspiracy..."

The commander said angrily: "No need to ask, it must be Feng Chen. He happened to send troops, and those people happened to go to Daicheng!"

Lao Mu sighed and shook his head: "He might Participated, but not the main person in charge. These people fled from Daicheng, more like framing... Everything will be determined only if someone comes back dead..."

"Should we notify the second elder to capture Feng Chen alive and find out the truth?"

Lao Mu looked at him: "Capture Feng Chen alive? How can it be that easy? Besides, we have no evidence that he did it..."

"What should we do, just let them escape?"

Lao Mu's eyes were cloudy and he was silent for a long time. "Those who should leave will leave, so it's good... but..."

He seemed very puzzled: "You... are not people who can give up easily, why are you leaving? Where are you going..."

While speaking, he suddenly coughed violently and spurted out a mouthful of black blood.

"Respected elder——!"

The commander exclaimed...

On Lingjiang River, three seemingly ordinary merchant ships were actually heading north at an incredible speed.

The ninth priest walked to the bow and looked at the sick man standing there quietly: "Respected elder, now you should tell us what happened? Where are we going?"

Before the sick man spoke, a bitter laugh sounded, and the third priest came over from the side: "Let's go there..."

The sick man finally nodded: "Sima Ji didn't hide it from you. So, what are your plans?"

The third priest sighed: "I can't go."

The sick man looked at him: "For Jin?"

The third priest nodded slightly: "I can't go back to Taiyue. Jin is still my hometown."

The sick man was silent for a moment, then slightly cupped his hands: "Take care."

Sanzongsong said slowly: "Actually, you should take me down."

The sick man shook his head: "Isn't it the same as them? I'm not that mean. I'm grateful for the help this time, but it's all for the holy land of Taiyue, so I won't say thank you and leave here."

Sanzong nodded: "When we get there... what will you do? Help him?"

The sick man said calmly: "Everyone has his own way forward, but his determination to bring order to the Holy Land remains unchanged. I hope that the same can be done in the Jin Kingdom."

The third worshiper sighed leisurely: "Let's talk about it again. It turns out that there has never been a real place outside the world... Farewell."

Watching him leave sadly, Jiuzongfeng became more and more confused: "Old Master, what is going on? Where is that? What on earth are you taking us to?"

The sick man thought for a long time and suddenly asked: "Nine worshipers, I remember that you have been on the mountain for more than sixty years."

Jiuzongfeng nodded with some confusion: "Sixty-two years ago. It was the elder who invited me three times before I put down all my secular duties and entered the Holy Land."

The sick man sighed: "Yes, you are a famous figure from the Five Kingdoms. Everyone in the world knows about Le Zhong's fame. You were born at the age of twenty, and you traveled around for twenty years, working hard to calm this troubled world, and you are admired by the world..."

Jiu Gongfeng was disappointed: "What's the use of talking about this? Twenty years have made no achievements, sixty years have been spent in vain, over a hundred years old, nothing has been done, and this troubled world is still..."