I have an eternal eye

Nuo's face is like a tiger's head, but it has a pair of sharp horns pointing toward the sky. On the forehead, there is an upright eye with double pupils.

Zhang Biao's eyes were excited, and he could tell the authenticity at a glance.

"Book of Jiangliang": The ancient strange beast Xiong Bo has the head of a tiger and the body of an ox, with a pair of horns, a face with three eyes, and claws like knives. He specializes in eating monsters.

At the same time, he also guessed the origin of the dream, which was clearly a disciple of the Five Immortals Sect.

He suppressed his excitement and observed carefully.

I saw that the colorful tiger was unusually huge, walking in waist-deep snow, causing snow foam to splash everywhere, accompanied by a heavy breathing sound, and bursts of white mist sprayed from its mouth and nose.

The beast's eyes are bright yellow and the pupils shrink into green beans, which makes people shudder even through dreams.

The people under his feet were men, women, old and young, and their clothes were all different, but they all had purple skin and white eyes, crawling on all fours like wild beasts...

Tiger demon, ghost!

Zhang Biao suddenly made a guess, but found it unbelievable.

"Xiong Bo eats monsters and fairies." Xiong Bo's lineage is best at dealing with "monsters" and "spirits". It is not unusual to go to the Snowy Mountains to suppress tiger monsters.

However, in the Millennium Age of the End of Dharma, no monster can survive to this day, and within a year of spiritual energy recovery, it is impossible for a monster to be born.

This thing is probably not a demon!

Zhang Biao quickly used his spiritual vision.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

There is only one possibility for this situation:

"Demon" and "Spirit", one is tangible and the other is intangible, the only thing they have in common is that the powerful can open up small spaces like mice digging holes, forming the so-called "cave sky".

This thing,

Could it be that he hid in the cave to avoid disaster?

But it is unlikely. If "Dongtian" could avoid disaster, those sect monks would have ruthlessly snatched it away.

Perhaps, he turned into a ghost...

Just when Zhang Biao was meditating, the man named Liu Santong finally couldn't stand the pressure. He roared and suddenly sprang out, gliding on the snow like a snake, and stabbed the tiger demon with a knife.

Phew~

The surrounding scenery changed drastically again, the wind and snow were mixed with white fog, everything was blurred, and black shadows were calling in the wind and snow.

"Three links are for my mother..."

"You unfilial son!"

"Third brother, accompany me to catch the flying dragon..."

The voices of men, women, old and young kept ringing out. Liu Santong was holding a horizontal knife, with cold sweat on his face, and kept turning around to look around.

At this moment, a bloody mouth rose from the snow and swallowed him whole...

At this point, the dream suddenly dissipated.

Zhang Biao knew that the other party had woken up.

The star trees behind him swayed, and the stars in the dream sky fell, forming a patch of light and shadow, with clear boundaries between mountains and plains.

"Yunxia Pass?"

Zhang Biao frowned, thoughtfully.

It seemed that the information given by Hu Yunhai was correct. Xiongbo Nuo Mian was indeed in the Snow Mountain, and the Five Immortals Sect also sent people here, probably to deliver medicine.

That’s all, I’ll ask more details after we meet.

Thinking of this, Zhang Biao used dream divination again and began to look for other inheritance clues...

…………

"call--!"

Hundreds of miles away, a person gasped and suddenly woke up. It was the young monk Liu Santong whom Zhang Biao had seen in his dream.

He looked around in a cold sweat.

This is an abandoned inn, covered with dusty cobwebs, and the broken wooden door is spattered with black blood. Through the burned-out windows, only darkness can be seen, and the night wind is howling.

"Hiss..."

A black snake emerged from his collar, raised its head, spit out a letter, its dark and bright eyes full of confusion.

On the other side, an old man with rosacea lay, and a weasel lay beside him, huddled together and sleeping soundly.

"Heizi, I'm fine..."

Liu Santong comforted the black snake in a low voice, then picked up a wooden stick and pulled the nearly extinguished fire.

The red light of the charcoal flashed, and the fire ignited with a roar.

"You kid..."

The old man opposite looked like he was asleep, but in fact he was alert. He opened his eyes and shook his head, "Are you having a nightmare again?"

Liu Santong looked ugly and nodded.

The rosacea-nosed old man sighed slightly, "Don't feel aggrieved. Our Five Immortals Sect is not like other sects. The five surnames have multiplied for thousands of years, there are many people, and there are countless opportunities. Naturally, we have to make choices."

"Especially for you, a branch of the external branch, if you can save your life from Lao Xionggou, you will be considered a great blessing."

"In this practice, I'm not afraid of you being stupid, but I'm afraid of your fate..."

"Uncle Huang, I know."

Liu Santong interrupted the old man's chatter and stared at the fire with confusion in his eyes, "I just can't figure it out. The Snowy Mountains are so dangerous, why do we still want to set up the entrance to the hall?"

The old man chuckled, "If I were qualified to know such a secret, would I still go through this hard work with you?"

beep--!

Just as he was talking, he heard the horn blowing in the darkness outside.

The two of them stood up quickly, and the old man rolled over and lay in front of the door, his eyes flashing green and looking out.

Liu Santong put his feet casually and covered the remaining light of the fire with wet soil. Then he jumped to the door and whispered: "Is it the Daliang Army?"

"Um."

Old Man Huang's eyes flashed with green light, and he still looked carefree as before. He sneered: "The Luzhou battlefield is deserted for thousands of miles, and evil things are everywhere. Something must have attacked the patrol again."

"It seems the distance is not far. We have precious medicines on us. Let's leave now to avoid causing trouble."

"good!"

The two made up their minds and left the inn immediately.

One of them has night vision and is not afraid of darkness and thick fog, while the other has an amazing sense of smell and can detect abnormalities from miles away.

By cooperating with each other, even walking on this dark plain, there was no obstacle and all kinds of dangers were avoided.

They didn't stop until daybreak.

I saw mountains suddenly appearing on the plain ahead, rising from the ground, like giants standing in the thick fog, giving a full sense of oppression.

Liu Santong opened his mouth wide, "This mountain is a little different from our Daxue Mountain..."

"Of course!"

This place was out of danger, and Old Man Huang returned to his cynical appearance and said with a smile: "This is Huaizhou Yunxia Pass."

"This pass was originally the ancient Yanbian Pass. The mountain is steep and there is only a rugged trail going up the mountain. If you accidentally fall, you will die without a burial place."

"The mountain is surrounded by clouds and fog all year round. If the sun shines on a sunny day, this majestic pass will seem to stand above the clouds, so it is called Yunxia Pass. Unfortunately, now the fog is so thick that nothing can be seen..."

After that, the two started climbing along the rugged path. When they approached Yunxia Pass, they jumped and climbed along the surrounding steep cliffs like geckos, gradually disappearing into the thick fog...

On the wall of Yunxiaguan, the bonfire is still burning.

The soldiers guarding the gate were holding weapons and sitting around the fire, eating hard food and drinking water. They didn't even notice the figures in the thick fog in the distance.

Everyone looked numb and trembling.

A lot of time has passed since the last chaos at Yunxia Pass. Due to the thick fog and mountain torrents, the army sent by King Huaizhou was trapped halfway and has not arrived yet.

They are all soldiers drawn from Lushan City.

This majestic pass has a long history, but garrisoning the pass has never been a good job. Due to the persistent thick fog, the bunker below was already covered with moss, damp and dark, and my whole body ached after just one night's sleep.

Up there, the mountain wind is so cold that even if a bonfire is lit, it can freeze people to death.

If it weren't for the strict military orders, no one would want to stay here for one more day.

"I heard that the defenders have arrived at Duliang Mountain."

Upon seeing this, a school captain comforted everyone and said, "Just bear with it for a few more days. When the defenders take over the post and return to Lushan City, I will treat the brothers to a big meal."

After saying that, he stood up and stretched his waist, his muscles and armor made noise together, then he yawned and came to the city wall.

Although Yunxia Pass is bitter, it has many conveniences.

If it's a clear day, the Luzhou wilderness below is all in front of you, and with the help of eagles and falcons, you can spot any disturbance.

But now, except for a white mist, nothing can be seen, only the strong wind blowing, like a wild beast roaring in the air.

"God damn it..."

The captain cursed secretly, looked at the white fog in front of him, and murmured: "When will this disaster be over?"

At this moment, his pupils shrank.

I saw some strange things suddenly flying in the thick fog. Below was a wooden ball as big as a fist, and above was a spinning bamboo dragonfly.

If Zhang Biao were here, he would find that this thing is very similar to the magic weapon used by the Lianhua Sect to sneak attack the six doors.

"Enemy attack!"

The captain drew his sword and let out a shrill roar.

However, it was too late.

Bang bang bang!

Taking advantage of the wind, these bamboo dragonflies quickly fell into Yunxia Pass, accompanied by a series of loud noises and smoke scattered in all directions.

There were only a few defenders at Yunxia Pass. After smelling the smoke, they all became dizzy and their eyes were full of illusions.

beep--!

The desolate horn sounded, breaking the tranquility on the top of the mountain.

I saw groups of Daliang sergeants in iron armor rushing out of the fog on the mountain road, throwing out their hook locks, carrying horizontal knives and battle axes, and clambering up to Xiongguan.

Their eyes were all bloodshot, and they were slashing with their swords wildly.

The shrill shouts, the cold sword light, the splashing blood and flesh... Yunxia Pass in the thick fog soon became the Shura Hell.

Soon, the shouts of killing stopped.

Only the sergeants of Daliang, with their armor trembling, carrying long swords dripping with blood, were searching around Guanzhong, with cold eyes, and mercilessly stabbed the injured.

Half a year of bloody battlefields had turned them into killing machines.

Facing these Xiri comrades, no one had mercy, and many even had bloodthirsty hatred in their eyes.

Famine spreads in Taizhou and they fight for survival, but the soldiers and people of Huaizhou can enjoy peace behind the high wall...

unfair?

Of course it's not fair!

At least in the eyes of these sergeants.

They have no intention of investigating how all this happened. They only know that on the Shura battlefield, only killing can calm the anger in their chests.

Squeak!

The towering suspension bridge was slowly lowered.

A large number of soldiers and horses appeared on the mountain road, forming a long dragon, spreading along the mountain road to the bottom of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, iron armor is everywhere, and there are forests of swords and guns.

Under the fluttering handsome flag, Hou Kun was riding a tall horse, wearing a golden military armor. His face was majestic, and he had long lost his original wretched look.

"Report! Yunxia Pass has been captured!"

"Congratulations, sir!"

The surrounding generals suddenly began to flatter themselves.

Only one of the marching commanders, Shi, looked worried, "Sir, the battle in Cangzhou is in full swing. We are attacking Yunxia Pass privately, in case Xuanduguan is provoked to join the battle..."

"Hahaha!"

Hou Kun touched his mustache and said with a smile: "Wen He is too worried. When it comes to marching and fighting, you are better than me, but when it comes to trying to figure out what is better, you are far behind."

"Cangzhou cannot be captured for a while. King Huaizhou is sitting at Yunxia Pass, eyeing Luzhou, and can send troops to cut off the retreat of the army at any time. How will your majesty let others strangle my throat?"

"Believe it or not, as long as we firmly control Yunxia Pass and repel the reinforcements, although His Majesty will punish us, we will be successful afterwards!"

"Xuandu Temple..."

"Don't worry, I have received the news that Xuandu Guan does not have many people in Huaizhou. The rest are remnant soldiers and wild cultivators. As long as the temple is erected, those people are not a concern."

"Send the order, the army enters the pass!"

beep--!

The horn sounded again, and countless soldiers poured into Yunxia Pass, occupying the main road, building fortifications, and even a Huolo Sect temple was quickly built...