I Have An Impenetrable Fortress

While Yun Mo was making his move, Taoist Zhichen smiled slightly, and then disappeared into the air with Xiangyun.

Yun Mo's green light fell like rain, sweeping away the enemies who attacked the mountain.

When everyone in the villa saw Yunmo's guns falling like rain, they immediately burst into cheers.

The news of the death of Yun Mo and others was naturally heard by everyone in the same sect.

They can only send people to inquire about the news themselves, and at the same time try their best to prevent the outside world from spying on them.

As for the situation of Yun Mo and others, the fellow disciples were very worried.

Now Yunmo descended from the sky like a magic soldier, turning the tide and sweeping away the invading enemies. Everyone in Qingxia Villa was overjoyed.

When Yun Mo returned to the villa, he saw a woman using a steel gun as a crutch to support her body.

But her complexion was already as pale as paper, without any trace of blood.

"Brother, you're back." The owner's wife, Feng Yao, who is also a proud disciple of Qingxia Villa, said with a slight smile.

But the next moment, the person fell backwards.

Yun Mo hurriedly fell down and hugged her, and then ordered: "Clean up the sundries at the foot of the mountain, and prepare the car immediately!"

All the people in Qingxia Villa were busy doing what they said.

"I will take my wife to Chang'an to heal his wounds, and I will return later."

Yun Mo instructed everyone: "Everyone, act in a low-key manner first, so as not to be angered by the Eastern Tang royal family. The potential hidden dangers nearby have all been cleaned up this time. I believe it will be stable for a while."

"Brother, did you hear that Dean Hong of the White Horse Academy was also planted in Chang'an?" a fellow student in the villa asked.

"good."

Yun Mo nodded: "Not only Hong Xiao, but also Li Xuannian from the Eastern Tang Dynasty."

Everyone gasped.

Is it difficult for even the strong in the ninth realm to get out of Chang'an City?

How terrible is this city?

The owner chose to lead everyone to surrender to Chang'an. Apart from Feng Yao's life-saving medicine in Chang'an, this city is also really strong.

It seems that Dongtang is really about to change.

The Li family dynasty may have to change their masters.

It is not too late for Qingxia Villa to make a choice now.

The only problem is to beware of the final madness of the Eastern Tang royal family and drag other people into the water together.

"If the royal family comes to recruit people, they will say that I will take my wife out to seek medical treatment."

Yun Mo finally confessed: "If it really doesn't work, don't force yourself, and come to Chang'an with them. People in Dongtang don't know anything about it. At that time, I will ask Mr. Wu Yun to accommodate and rescue everyone."

"Understood, brother, please be careful too." The leader who stayed in the villa cupped his fists and saluted.

Yun Mo returned the salute with clasped fists, then drove the carriage, took his wife with him, and quickly set off on the road.

Taoist Zhichen quietly followed them in mid-air and returned to Chang'an together.

He also had to try his best to avoid alarming the Eastern Tang Dynasty and avoid the last madness of the opponent before its destruction.

They drove lightly and drove in a low-key manner. Halfway through, Yun Mo even gave up the car and horse, and personally carried his wife Feng Yao on his back, carefully avoiding Dong Tang's eyeliner.

For them, the good news is that as the Chang'an army expanded to all directions, Yunzhong County and Longnan County gradually came under their control, which expanded the scope of Chang'an's rule and allowed them to enter the Chang'an territory as soon as possible.

With the defeat of Li Xuannian and others, it was difficult for the Eastern Tang Dynasty to persist in Hexi, Yunzhong, Longnan and other counties.

In order to avoid greater losses, the old prince Li Dong and others in Hexi County were forced to evacuate Hexi.

If they don't leave, they will be completely blocked here.

Previously, Hexi, Longnan, and Yunzhong surrounded Longbei County where Chang'an was located.

But right now, these places have already belonged to Chang'an, and there is no space for Li Dong and others to move around.

The entire Hexi County is now under the rule of Chang'an City.

Yun Mo took his wife all the way to Chang'an.

Feng Yao's injury worsened due to the previous fight against the enemy attacking the mountain and the bumpy road.

The seventh-level martial artist is so strong, but now she is dying, as if the wind can blow her down.

However, when she arrived in Chang'an City,

After taking a "panacea", the whole person's spirit instantly glowed, and he regained his vigor.

On the contrary, it was her husband Yun Mo who was so frightened that his heart almost skipped a beat, thinking that she was a flashback.

When it was confirmed that his wife was safe and her injuries really recovered in an instant, Yun Mo couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Mr. Xie, save my wife." Yun Mo saluted Mr. Wu Yun.

Mr. Wu Yun said indifferently: "Remember what you said before."

The other party wants to say thank you, but it's really not easy to talk about it.

After all, the person who injured Feng Yao was Ao Kong.

But for Yun Mo, facing Chang'an at this moment, there is only gratitude in his heart.

Even if he knew that Ao Kong was in the city, he wouldn't be able to pursue it.

"The villa is far away from Chang'an, and it's not easy to relocate. Can senior allow me to hide Qingxia in the hinterland of Eastern Tang for the time being, and raise troops to respond when Chang'an formally crusades against Eastern Tang in the future?" Yun Mo asked Mr. Wu Yun for instructions.

"Yes." Mr. Wu Yun said: "You husband and wife, just leave one person here."

Before Yun Mo could speak, Feng Yao said first, "I'll go back to the villa to take care of you, brother, you stay here and serve Chang'an to repay the great kindness of senior."

Yun Mo was a little worried about Feng Yao, but after thinking about it, he finally bowed to Mr. Wu Yun: "Senior, can I stay in Chang'an?"

"Yes." Mr. Wu Yun waved his hand casually: "If you stay in the city, you have to abide by the rules in the city, understand?"

"Yes, senior." Yun Mo and Feng Yao bid farewell. The two were reunited not long ago, and they wanted to part again, and they couldn't help but be reluctant to part.

But in the end Feng Yao left and returned to Qingxia Villa, while Yun Mo stayed in Chang'an.

In the future, unless it is particularly necessary, he will complete some secret work like Taoist Zhichen instead of showing up in public.

Their cultivation bases in the eighth realm are extremely high. If they want to hide their whereabouts, few people in the entire Eastern Tang Dynasty will be able to find out.

After Mr. Wu Yun sent Yun Mo and his wife away in Tianshu Palace, Zhang Dongyun projected him to the other side.

Inside the Hall of Heaven's Punishment, in an abyssal dungeon, the prisoners of the highest level in Chang'an City are being imprisoned.

Hong Xiao, a great Confucian in the Ninth Realm, the dean of White Horse Academy.

"Evil heretics."

Hong Xiao looked calm at the moment, seeing Mr. Wu Yun appearing in the cell, he scolded loudly.

Mr. Wu Yun's expression was calm and he didn't see any anger, he just said lightly: "I think it's insulting to be gentle by keeping you here?"

He and Hong Xiao looked at each other: "Then, from now on, you will be even more polite."

Hong Xiao was also calm, with no emotional fluctuations: "Whatever method you have, just use it."

Mr. Wu Yun walked around him: "The old man knows that in the eyes of people like you, being tortured is nothing.

Instead, these mean your glory, make you feel more noble, and even have a sense of accomplishment and honor as a martyr.

A little torture is just a sign of the enemy's incompetence, which means that they can't subdue your spirit, can't refute your reasoning, they are just incompetent and furious.

Even, the more you are tortured, the more you feel invincible.

Ordinary scholars are afraid of leaving a bad reputation for thousands of years and leaving stains on history books, but you don't care about your posthumous reputation, you only care about whether you follow the truth in your heart, right? "

"Devil, you don't need to talk too much."

Hong Xiao said quietly.

He didn't care about the other party's analysis of him, he just regarded it as a rhetorical trick to attack his own mind.

"Do you think the old man is irritating you with words?"

Mr. Wu Yun shook his head: "You think too much, this old man just wants to tell you..."

He came in front of Hong Xiao, and the two sides were close at hand:

"You can think as much as you like, the old man doesn't care."

Hong Xiao frowned slightly.

Mr. Wu Yun smiled:

"Whatever the old man told you to do, you just do it. You complete the task that the old man gave you to the letter. As for what you think in your heart, why should the old man care about it?"

Hong Xiao said coldly: "You are dreaming."

Mr. Wu Yun didn't think it was disobedient, but just raised his head and thought for a while: "Let's separate Longling first, and formally build a road connecting the north and the south."

Hong Xiao wanted to say that the other party was wishful thinking.

But the next moment, he realized that he was out of control.

The instruments of torture disappeared automatically, and Hong Xiao walked out of the cell step by step.

Getting out of prison doesn't mean being free.

At least for the current Dean Hong, definitely not.

Involuntarily, he came to Longling's body.

Then, Wenhua could condense his own huge pen, stroke by stroke, and start to dig mountains and stones.

A cultivator in the ninth realm came to open the way at this moment, which was naturally different from ordinary road construction.

Ordinary people just meet Lin Kailu and build bridges when they encounter water.

Practitioners in the middle and low realms excavate stones, move the situation, fill up lakes and rivers, or drill out of caves and build tunnels.

Hong Xiao's opening of a mountain at this moment is a real deal, a literal opening of a mountain.

That is to use his ninth-level supernatural power to split open the mountain peak in front of him, and open a road from the bottom of the mountain!

Naturally, Hong Xiao couldn't directly flatten the mountains like Zhang Dongyun, move mountains and seas, and instantly transform the terrain of Longling.

He could only chisel through bit by bit.

Zhang Dongyun didn't care that he was slow.

The old man worked hard slowly.

Maybe it won't be long before there will be a companion to accompany you?

In the Daming Palace, Zhang Dongyun was thinking, while looking into the distance.

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On the land of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, where the gate of Qingyun Guanshan is located, all the officials are coming and going in a hurry at this moment, with serious expressions.

No one participated in the battle of Jinzhou Mansion at the junction of Longbei County and Yunzhong County.

But the word has reached them.

Hong Xiao, the dean of Baima Academy who is also in the ninth realm with his own temple master, has never returned. This makes many Qingyun Temple disciples who were still optimistic before all feel heavy.

That Chang'an city is so powerful?

Daoist Cangye, the elder of his own family, is still trapped in Chang'an City.

Qingyun Temple, what should I do?

In the temple, several elders came to the quiet room of the stone house in the back mountain together, and asked to see the master of the temple, the real Qingye.

"Brother in charge, with Chang'an, this concept needs to come out with the regulations of the secret pavilion as soon as possible." Someone said softly.

Master Aoba closed his eyes in deep thought and remained silent.

The people around them also quieted down, quietly waiting for the Lord's decision.

After a long time, Master Aoba slowly opened his eyes.

He took out a piece of yellow paper and wrote on it with cinnabar.