mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 74
As a medium-sized country, Yue State has thirteen prefectures in total, and each prefecture capital has its own characteristics and length.Speaking of Jingzhou, people will lament the poverty in its territory, the collapse of order, the endless gangsters and gangsters, and the government as nothing.Speaking of Lanzhou, people will immediately think of the endless wheat waves in the farmland. As a major grain-producing state, this place almost supplies more than half of the country's grain.

In addition, there are Jingzhou with a small area, Jianzhou with a sparse population but beautiful scenery, etc., and these are all rural places worth mentioning in the eyes of Youzhou people, and they can be compared with Youzhou. It is an insult to the largest state in Vietnam.

Youzhou is located in the center of the Yue Kingdom, it is the main road of national transportation, and the place where the dragon veins of the royal family are located.Whether it is the degree of affluence or the area and population of the state capital, it is well-deserved that it is the first in the country of Yue.

The capital in the center of Youzhou is the residence of the emperor and the center of national economic and cultural exchanges.

In fact, such a place was already occupied by the most powerful Moon Sect among the seven factions of the Yue Kingdom thousands of years ago.

After leaving Yuejing, walking a hundred miles to the northwest is the Tianmeng Mountain Range, where the main altar of the Moon Sect is located.

On this day, above the main peak of the Tianmeng Mountain Range, a five-color escaping light roared past without any politeness.

The strange thing is that in the face of this almost provocative blazing light, the thousands of cultivators of the Moon Sect in the Tianmeng Mountain Range all chose to turn a blind eye without exception, and they didn't even intend to open the prohibition on the mountain.

The five-color light rushed straight into the meeting hall of the Moon Sect on the main peak, and the violent spiritual power directly sent the two foundation-building monks who were guarding the gate flying out.

The light dissipated, revealing Qiong Wuji with a shabby appearance and shabby clothes.

At this time, his face was full of rage, and the powerful spiritual pressure directly pressed dozens of stewards at the foundation establishment stage in the hall to the ground. His face was pale, and he didn't know what this old guy was going crazy.

"Enough!" With a stern shout, another stronger spiritual pressure descended, and everyone felt their bodies lighten up, and thanked the woman on the main seat repeatedly.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou."

This woman has a beautiful face and a snow-white complexion, and there is a faint coldness all over her body, which makes her scalp numb and dare not approach her.

At this time, her eyes were slightly opened, and her whole body was filled with the majesty of being in a position for a long time.

"Junior Brother Qiong, what do you mean?" the woman asked calmly, her eyes were like a bottomless well, emitting a breathtaking coldness.

"Senior Sister..." Qiong Wuji threw the order in his hand to the ground.

"I'm the one who came to ask Senior Sister, what does this mean? Why did you transfer my apprentice to the front line?" Qiong Wuji asked sharply.

In the meeting hall, many of the usually majestic foundation-establishment stewards wanted to stick their heads into the ground at this moment, trying their best to pretend that they did not exist, for fear of being involved in this dispute.

And those seven or eight elders in the alchemy stage also closed their eyes and concentrated, not saying a word.

The woman frowned slightly, and said coldly: "Lu Yunze assisted Nangong Wan in killing two monks at the alchemy stage with his cultivation at the foundation establishment stage, and one of them died at his hands. Ordinary foundation building."

"Now that the demonic way is invading, the front line is tight. It's time to employ people. Sending him to the front line is also for the sake of the overall situation. I hope he can contribute some strength to the sect."

Hearing this, Qiong Wuji sneered: "Senior Sister, since you have already said that, then I might as well make my words clearer, Junior Brother."

He stared into the woman's eyes, and said word by word: "My apprentice, Qiong Wuji, is not for you to use as cannon fodder!"

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar!

Too many things in this world are tacit, and everyone understands it in their hearts, but what they say is another set of things.

But today, Qiong Wuji lifted this fig leaf in front of everyone.

The woman's face was tense, like an ice sculpture, without any change.After a while, she raised her eyebrows lightly, her piercing eyes swept across the entire meeting hall like a cold wind, and there was a sudden silence in the hall.

"All the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage, go out." The woman ordered calmly.

Dozens of those in charge during the foundation establishment period rushed out of the conference hall as if fleeing for their lives after resigning repeatedly as if they had been granted an amnesty. Looking at their posture, they probably wished they could have seven or eight more legs so that they could run faster.

"Junior brother, I know you're in a bad mood." The woman sighed softly, her eyes softened a little.

"Now the Demonic Dao is powerful, the morale of the frontline army is broken, and the morale is low. The Great Elder and the leaders of the other six factions have jointly asked Yuanwu Kingdom and Zijin Kingdom for help. With their lips dying and teeth cold, they will definitely send troops to reinforce them, but it will only take time."

The woman looked at Qiong Wuji, and said softly: "We urgently need to find a way to boost morale. Lu Yunze's methods are powerful, and he has made such great contributions. Sending him to the front line can greatly improve the morale of middle and low-level disciples. It expresses the determination of my faction's high-level leaders to be incompatible with the Demon Dao."

Qiong Wuji looked at her calmly, without any change in his eyes.

The woman frowned, and her tone instantly became icy cold.

"Junior brother, you should understand that this matter has a lot to do with it. There is no room for evasion!"

The last four words are spoken with a domineering manner and are very domineering.

The soaring spiritual pressure belonging to the Nascent Soul cultivator rushed towards his face with a fierce momentum, pushing Qiong Wuji back a few steps.

"Senior Sister..." Qiong Wuji looked at her in shock, his lips trembling slightly.Then the only praiseworthy sword eyebrows on his face drooped weakly, and together with the dim eyes, they lost their sharp demeanor.

"I don't have much time." Qiong Wuji said softly, almost pleading.

"Lu Yunze is my only disciple, I can't let anything happen to him."

The woman looked at him coldly, without saying a word.Those eyes are not human, but more like a ferocious snowy owl staring at its prey on the thousands of miles of snowfield.

Qiong Wuji lowered his eyelids, sighed deeply, and said indifferently:

"Senior Sister, Lu Yunze fought with that cultivator at the alchemy stage, and is now seriously injured, and needs time to recuperate and recover. Please allow a few more months, and after he recovers from his injuries, he can go to the front line and do his best for the sect."

A cold light flashed in the woman's eyes, and the piercing coldness erupted immediately, turning the entire meeting hall into an extremely cold ice cave.

The expression of all the alchemy cultivators changed drastically, and they summoned magic weapons to resist.

The spiritual lights of seven or eight magic weapons illuminated the entire conference hall, and reflected the faces of the people flickering, making it difficult to see what expressions they were expressing.

Qiong Wuji stood directly opposite the woman, with five-color spiritual lights flashing all over his body, and his body was bent down by the powerful spiritual pressure.

The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his eyes were full of bone-chilling chill.

The woman looked at him coldly, and for a while, there was no sound in the meeting hall.

Half a day later, a five-color escaping light flew out of the meeting hall and went straight to the southeast.

(End of this chapter)