Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

Chapter 408 Disaster of Tianyuan Sect

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked in the direction pointed, what did he just ask?

The boss had escaped without warning, as if he was afraid that she would nag her again.

Cheng Xiaoxiao curled his lips and said, "Stingy."

After packing up my things, I continued following the directions given by the boss.

We rode hard all the way and used skis if we encountered thick snow. After a day and a night, we finally saw people.

Standing on the top of the mountain, looking from a distance, the mountains are stacked, majestic and vast, and the terrain is steep. A tall city wall stands among the mountains. Behind the city wall, there are scattered houses and lofts, stretching for at least dozens of miles.

A large town may also be a county in a state.

It took another two hours, bypassing two low peaks, and finally arrived two miles outside the city.

Looking from a distance, the city walls are equipped with fortifications, battlements, anti-aircraft arrow towers, crossbow towers, observation towers and other facilities.

The outer walls are covered with rectangular boulders, which are more than ten feet thick.

Soldiers with weapons on the city wall were patrolling back and forth.

At this time, Cheng Xiaoxiao had very good eyesight. Although the soldiers were wearing uniform uniforms, they were not like the armors worn by regular soldiers, but more like the sect costumes of a certain sect.

This is her vision and experience gained from watching movies for many years.

Where is this?

You still have to go to the city and ask in person.

Only by understanding the current situation can you decide what to do next.

Outside the heavy city gate, there is a moat that is more than ten feet wide, which is wider than ordinary moats. Outside the moat, there are various defensive barbs and wooden posts similar to horse-jumping stakes on the ground.

Thorns, iron thorns, stretching for more than ten feet.

This place is really strange. Could it be a strategic military location between the two countries?

Are there frequent wars?

At this time, the city gate was open, and there were neatly dressed guards guarding the left and right sides.

Suddenly there was the rumble of horse hooves.

Smoke and dust were everywhere, and the sound of stamping came from inside.

A tall and tall masked man, wearing a black python robe and riding a black horse, stepped out of the city gate.

The man's gaze was like a torch, looking straight ahead like an eagle. Behind him was a long team. The men in the team were all dressed in dark green uniforms, and all had swords hanging on their waists.

Then came another group of people.

Their strength should not be underestimated either. The leader was wearing a navy blue riding uniform, carrying a long bow behind his back, and had a quiver tied to the horse's belly, filled with arrows.

The two sides are evenly matched.

As they looked at each other, it seemed as if an electric current was passing through them.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

The two groups of men and horses looked at each other and killed each other, neither one convinced the other.

Time goes back two hours ago.

The streets in the city are lively and noisy, while the broad square is solemn and rigorous, as if some kind of ceremony is going on.

On the left and right sides of the circular high platform, there are columns thicker than buckets. On the high columns, a raging fire is burning, and a huge incense burner is placed in the middle. Lifelike ancient paintings are carved on the walls of the furnace, and the characters inside are vaguely immortal.

Flying with a sword, even flying in the clouds and fog, it's so exciting.

Standing in the middle was an old man with gray hair, a long beard, and an air of immortality. He had his hands clasped together, holding three large incense sticks that were lit.

"May the Patriarch help our Tianyuan Sect overcome this crisis and allow all our disciples and descendants to continue to prosper."

The huge square was full of people. Except for the few old men at the head, the disciples below were lined up, standing upright and ready.

The cold wind was blowing, but there was no timidity at all, and there was a bright light in his eyes that he was determined to win.

Then, the old man turned around and faced the disciples.

A handsome disciple in a green coat next to him brought a tray.

He tore off the red cloth on the tray and picked up the simple token lying quietly on it. There was a faint flash of moisture in his eyes, and then he suppressed the sadness in his heart and his eyes fell silent.

Then he raised the token high.

"I swear here as the thirty-sixth generation head of the Tianyuan Sect that any disciple of our sect who finds the Immortal Ningcao first today will be the successor to the next generation of headmaster. If unfortunately the Immortal Grass is not found, we can also follow the past practice.

The top three outstanding disciples in total hunting of ferocious beasts can be listed as one of the candidates for the leadership."

"Looking for fairy grass and hunting ferocious beasts."

"Looking for fairy grass and hunting ferocious beasts."

"Looking for fairy grass and hunting ferocious beasts."

The disciples below raised their weapons and shouted loudly.

The momentum is compelling, and he has a wild ambition.

The leader raised his hand and solemnly spoke about the dangers outside the pass, hoping that the disciples would act within their ability and put their own safety first, and finally gave some encouraging words.

Summarize your final submissions.

"Conquer the disease and extend the power of Tianyuan."

The disciples echoed in unison, "Conquer the disease and extend the power of Tianyuan."

"Conquer the disease and extend the power of Tianyuan."

The disciples in the square were in high spirits and shouted slogans loudly.

Each and every one of them was majestic and high-spirited, with a sound like a bell and a momentum like a rainbow.

The boss was very satisfied.

He raised his hand again to signal.

The scene fell silent instantly.

"My dear sons of Tianyuan, please go down and prepare. I hope you will fulfill your wishes and return home with a full load."

In the huge square, the disciples gradually dispersed noisily.

The leader Qiu Yuanyi prayed silently in his heart.

'I hope they can really find the Immortal Ningcao and solve the Tianyuan Sect's disaster of annihilation.'

After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the handsome man came to the dark cave. The candles in the cave between the mountain walls were flickering.

Today is the last time for healing, and it is also the most important time. Success or failure depends on this.

"Auntie, I'm ready!" Mo Shang's deep eyes were full of determination.

Liu Xinyue nodded and sat cross-legged on the futon.

The palm of his hand was pressed tightly against Mo Shang's back, and a seemingly white vitality slowly circulated through his internal organs through the acupuncture points and meridians on his back.

In the end, the remaining remnants of the power of the dark evil are being dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye under the wash of white vitality.

Even if Liu Xinyue has reached the level of Xiantian Grand Master and found a way to break this evil spirit, she can only slowly resolve it.

This time was the thirty-sixth treatment in three months. It was successfully implemented with the vitality of the innate master and unique acupoint dredging.

At the same time, the white vitality was wandering through his internal organs, removing the residual evil spirits bit by bit, allowing the physical meridians to rejuvenate. Although the speed was slow, it was quite effective.

Mo Shang, who was sitting cross-legged, felt the blockage in the meridians in his body, which became smoother and smoother, and his face began to turn rosy.

After a long time, Liu Xinyue stopped working, his eyes showing exhaustion.

After some treatment, her energy was almost exhausted, which was no better than a big battle. She took a vitality pill to slowly relieve the fatigue caused by insufficient energy and blood.

After meditating on his own, Mo Shang felt that the evil spirit that had been bothering him for a long time was finally gone. He immediately stood up, turned around, knelt straight in front of him, and kowtowed to Liu Xinyue, saying, "Thank you, aunt, for saving your life. Mo Shang will never forget it."

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"Okay, let's not talk about those false claims. There are several levels of certainty in this hunting."

(End of chapter)