Predecessors all over the world

Mozhou.

Xie Xiaoying shook off the blood from the sword and threw out a flame talisman. The high-level fire talisman fell on the corpse of the demon cultivator, and instantly burned their corpses into ashes.

In the battle of Taoist demons, cleaning up the battlefield is an indispensable part of the war. In addition to recycling available objects, the body of the demon cultivator contains a large amount of demonic energy, and his body needs to be completely burned to avoid pollution.

Straws of black demonic energy overflowed and disappeared.

Xie Xiaoying checked the battlefield again and confirmed that there were no omissions. Then she brought a few foundation-building disciples to Lucheng.

"Thank you, Shiqi." A Jindan monk at the gate of the city called her, "You go to the city lord's mansion, and the person surnamed Lu will find you."

"I understand." Xie Xiaoying answered coldly.

The Jindan monk's surname is Ji, and the Ji family ranks sixth. When the demon cultivator captured Jicheng, he was lucky to travel abroad. He did not die in Jicheng with the rest of the family, but fled to the south.

Later, the Lu family organized people to fight against the demon cultivators, and he joined the team - ha, it is hard to imagine that the remaining people of the Ji family, the orphans of the Xie family, and the Lu family, the four major families could still get together after going around.

Xie Shiqi, Xie Shiqiniang, now only these old friends will call her this name.

However, it was meaningless. The sixteen forwards and the dozen behind the seventeenth were all dead.

She shook her head, tried her best to forget the past, and strode towards the city lord's mansion.

The head of the Lu family was talking to two women.

The one who is beautiful and beautiful, Xie Xiaoying doesn't know, and the one who is gentle and gentle. She glanced at it a few times and remembered it: "Yin Miaomiao."

"Xie Xiaoying." Yin Miaomiao also smiled.

The head of the Lu family, who was full of energy in the past, now had white hair on his temples. Although his face was not old, he exuded an aging aura all over his body. He smiled, his mood and tone were very complicated: "Everyone is considered an old year."

We met again today and we are destined to be together.”

There was a silence in the hall.

When Xie Xiaoying sees Yin Miaomiao, she will think of her girlish generation.

The children of the Xie family are dressed in a bright clothes and angry horses. They want to be in a wind, and they have to be in a rain. They have loved and hated someone strongly, simple and innocent. And how beautiful the memories are, how sad it is now.

The family is gone, sometimes, if even Mozhou is gone... This is her hometown. She gave up joining a medium-sized sect in Zhongzhou as a guest official and returned to Mozhou without hesitation. Isn’t it just to protect this land?

She took a deep breath and went straight in: "What's the matter if you ask me to come?"

The head of the Lu family said calmly: "Didn't we send a letter to Tianyi Alliance before? Chongxiao Sect, Beidoutang and Huangyue Valley are willing to come and help."

Xie Xiaoying understood the true meaning of this sentence, paused for a moment, and asked, "When will it start?"

Yin Miaomiao answered her: "We are now understanding the situation. Please sit down. I have some questions to ask you."

Xie Xiaoying sat down and said lightly: "What do you want to know?"

"How many monks can be used in the city?"

Xie Xiaoying didn't need to think, and opened her mouth and said, "Including me, there are twelve Jindan monks, more than 200 foundation-building monks, and more than 1,500 Qi-refining monks."

This number of people is equivalent to the number of monks in a large fairy city, but now it is basically considered the number of Taoist cultivators in one continent.

Yin Miaomiao sighed secretly. The head of the Lu family was really not exaggerating, and Mo Zhou couldn't hold on anymore.

She thought for a moment and asked again: "Where is the demon cultivator?"

The head of the Lu family spread out the map of Mozhou and drew a line: "The Wei City in the northwest, Ji City in the middle and the Bone Burying Sea, and Xie City in the east are already the places for demon cultivators, and the southernmost ones.

Because of the complex terrain, they can't come here for the time being."

Yin Miaomiao frowned. Judging from the map, at least two-thirds of the territory fell into the hands of the demon cultivators. Their development speed was beyond expectations.

"The situation is not optimistic." Gongsun Nishang sternly said, "What should we do?"

When Yin Miaomiao lowered his head and pondered for a while, he made a decision: "The Qi-refining cultivator should not go to war for the time being, and he is responsible for protecting the mortals in this area."

The mortal world is the foundation of the cultivation world. Even monks who regard them as ants are unwilling to die. The head of the Lu family quickly agreed and said tactfully: "There are not many monks in the city, and there is no need to protect mortals.

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"No, the demonic energy is too strong, and it is difficult for mortals to survive. They should have a place to settle down. At the same time, they should continue to recruit disciples and replenish fresh blood - the demon cultivator always stares at the fairy city and tells them not to come back for the time being." Yin

Miaomiao was only responsible for setting the direction and did not intend to explain in detail what to do. After a brief note, he said, "The foundation-building monk followed the golden elixir to clear out the low-level demon cultivators."

Xie Xiaoying was stunned for a moment and asked, "Where is the Golden Pill Demon Cultivator?"

Yin Miaomiao smiled: "Fellow Gongsun and I will go."

"Let's go kill the golden elixir?" Gongsun Nishang frowned.

The strong prey on the weak in the world of cultivation is true, but Tao Cultivation always disagrees with bullying the weak. As a high-level monk, either out of status reserve or the rules of the world, he rarely attacks low-level monks himself.

They usually choose to instruct their younger generation to kill each other.

People like Gongsun Nishang prefer to fight with powerful people and ask her to kill the Golden Pill Demon Cultivator. If she can't get excited, she feels that it doesn't fit the identity of Taoist Cultivator.

But Yin Miaomiao has her own reason for doing this. On the battlefield, either you die or I live. If you can crush it, you will crush it. What kind of morality is it? She found a reason: "We are forcing Qianjiao and Jieming to come out.

It's hard to get to the door, right?"

With the excuse of being reasonable, Gongsun Nishang instantly threw down his burden and said firmly: "You are right."

They were willing to take action, but the head of the Lu family asked for it and said repeatedly: "Then I will ask you all."

"It should be." Yin Miaomiao said politely, "I have to worry about the matter in the city. Oh, by the way, is the lack of alchemists in the city?"

The head of the Lu family smiled bitterly and said, "Not only are the alchemists, talisman masters, and formation masters are few."

Yin Miaomiao introduced Ye Zhou: "This is our alchemist in Chongxiao Sect." He said to Ye Zhou again, "Look at what they need, put it on first, and turn around and report the account with me."

"Okay." Ye Zhou nodded.

The head of the Lu family was overjoyed. Lu Cheng had been trapped for a long time, and he used a little less consumables such as elixirs and talismans. Many people were injured and went on battle.

He couldn't sit still: "Xie Shiqi, would you take Master Ye Dan to the prison for a look?"

Xie Xiaoying was also worried about this matter and took the initiative: "Okay, fellow Taoist come with me."

Ye Zhou followed Xie Xiaoying away from the city lord's mansion and walked towards a heavily guarded backyard.

On the way, Xie Xiaoying explained to him: "The magic pill in the city was used up very early. Once later people were invaded by demonic energy, they were very likely to get into a devil. We had no choice but to put them in a cage."

Ye Zhou's heart suddenly sank.

The prison arrived soon, and the front was exposed to the sun, with layers of formations arranged around it. In iron cages, monks who were troubled by demons would scream in pain, or attack without discrimination, or

Silently resist with endurance, despair and pain permeate every corner, like an invisible hand, holding a person's heart.

"Save me, save me..." A female cultivator with blood on her head begged miserably.

The guards looked reluctant and wanted to walk over and ask her what was wrong.

Xie Xiaoying stopped him with a clear and quick look in his eyes and his hands: "Don't go over, she's insane."

The guard was shocked, and indeed saw that her eyes were unsightly and her demonic energy was surging, so he couldn't help but feel scared.

"To this extent, you can only take action first." Xie Xiaoying tightened her scabbard, held the last glimmer of hope, and asked, "Can you save me?"

Ye Zhou said: "If you don't enter the Dantian and Lingtai, you will be saved."

"Let's take a look." Xie Xiaoying pulled out the blade and winked at the guard, "Open the door."

The guard hurriedly opened the door, and the female cultivator inside rushed over with lightning speed, her hands were like hooks, and she was about to grab his chest.

Fortunately, Xie Xiaoying was quick-witted and swept her across with a sword, pressing her firmly to the ground.

Ye Zhou took out a magic pill, pinched her cheek and stuffed it. He was worried about the demon cultivator in Chongxiao Sect. When he had nothing to do, he used the magic pill to practice. The elixirs produced were all the best.

This female cultivator was only able to build foundation cultivation. After a top-grade magic pill was used, her eyes gathered in her spirits and asked weakly: "What's wrong with me..."

"Just meditate and exercise your skills, and follow the medicinal power to remove the demonic energy." Ye Zhou said lightly, "Let's go to the next one."

Xie Xiaoying was surprised that his pills were so effective, and a faint smile appeared on his face, frowning and Jiusuo: "There are forty or fifty monks here, are your pills enough?"

Ye Zhou looked at her and said concisely: "Enough."

In an instant, it seemed as if light had shone into this dark cage.

Ye Zhou is extremely efficient in doing things.

He first saved the man who was troubled by demonic energy in the Heavenly Prison, and then went to see the only two alchemists in the city. Seeing that he felt that he was not in enough staff, he directly told Xie Xiaoying: "Those who have had a foundation in alchemy should not be sent out.

, stay all for me."

Xie Xiaoying sent him about 30 people the next day. Among them, the good foundation was that they had only refined pills several times, while the poor foundation was that the medicine boy who burned fire to the alchemist to sort out the medicinal materials.

Ye Zhou didn't say anything, asked a few questions, divided them into several groups. Those with good foundation and poor foundation should first recognize all the medicinal materials, and then lead two alchemists himself to let them go from the side.

Watch, save time to the greatest extent and use manpower.

After the meeting between Yin Miaomiao and the head of the Lu family, Gongsun Nishang, and when they came to see the situation, they found that he had already started teaching in the evening.

Teacher Ye had no expression on his face and took a rattan. He would draw people if he did the wrong steps. If he did the person, he would not allow them to tremble, otherwise the fire he controlled would blow up the stove in a flash, which would waste both time and medicinal materials.

But all those who stayed were tested by life and death. Everyone gritted their teeth and endured it, and devoted themselves to the alchemy. Three days later, the next group of monks would set out, at least they had to provide them with spiritual supplements and

Huichun Pills.

They are all local monks in Mozhou, and they don’t believe that outsiders will really help them conquer their hometown.

It's still up to yourself.

If you are stronger today, you will be more confident in the future.

Yin Miaomiao looked quietly for a while, but did not disturb them, but used the movement technique to leave the distance and reach the largest fairy city nearby.

Her and Gongsun Nishang's arrival could not be hidden from the spies in Lucheng City. It would be a good deal to do a big vote before the news was spread.

Gongsun Nishang chose the west side, and she chose the east side.

Coincidentally, the largest immortal city on the east side and occupied by demon cultivators is Xie Cheng.

The black demonic energy was like the substance, pressing heavily on the city, sometimes condensed into a hideous face, sometimes making miserable wails.

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help but look solemn. Such a situation would prove that the number of dead people in Xie City had reached an extremely terrible number, which would make the resentful souls gather and whine from time to time.

"It's awful here." Liansheng's thought came from the crystal lotus between his fingers, "What are you going to do?"

She said, “Purify them.”

The red lotus blooms in the dark night.

The author has something to say: There are several battlefields in the fourteen continents. Considering the coherence of serialized reading, I just took turns to write one battlefield after another, so as to save the progress of being too slow. First, I write about the place where Miaomiao is, the heroine of the C position, standing

Fall ~~