mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 78 Heart Floating
After another half a day, people from the other four factions arrived one after another, and began to set up formations one after another.

The alchemy cultivators of the major sects naturally also got together to greet each other, everyone said brother and me, and the atmosphere was very harmonious, and they did not see each other testing each other like Feng Biyun and the old man surnamed Zhou before.

Lu Yunze had a special status, so he didn't have to set up a magic circle with the monks of the foundation establishment period, nor could he get involved in the topics of the monks of the alchemy formation period, so he could only choose a secluded place and stay alone.

"Senior Brother Lu..."

Not long after Lu Yunze sat down, he heard a charming female voice calling him from the side.

Opening his eyes, a fair-skinned and beautiful female cultivator of the Moon Sect who was about 20 years old approached him, smiling and staring at him with willow-leaf eyes, as if possessing all kinds of tenderness and love.

"Junior Sister Zhu, don't show your eyes in front of me with your little charm, and speak up when you have something to say." Lu Yunze frowned, and said calmly.

Junior Sister Zhu's expression froze, and the charm in her eyes disappeared, and she suddenly changed back to an ordinary woman with above-average looks.

"Senior brother Lu is really determined. Junior sister has never failed to use this "Spring Water Jue" against monks of the same level." Junior sister Zhu said with a smile, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her use of coquettish techniques against Lu Yunze.

Lu Yunze also sighed in his heart.From the top to the bottom of the Zheyue Sect, almost everyone knows how to play tricks, even he is no exception. One can imagine how the general atmosphere in the sect is.

"Senior Brother Lu, do you think we can really win this battle?" Junior Sister Zhu asked with some trepidation in her eyes.

"If you can't win, wait to die."

"..."

You're taking it a bit too far.

Junior Sister Zhu was out of breath for a while, snorted coldly, and walked away.

Seeing this scene, several disciples of the Moon Sect in the distance turned their heads and concentrated on setting up the formation.

Lu Yunze frowned and sighed lightly.

"People's hearts are floating, half of the battle is lost before it is fought."

This is true for the Moon Sect, but the other sects are probably even worse. When they contacted Han Li before, he said that if he could escape, he would have already escaped. I am afraid that he is not the only one who thinks so.

But it's true, in this era where the per capita volume is king, whoever wants to talk about dedicating himself to fighting against foreign enemies must have something serious in his head.

If it weren't for the reputation of the Six Schools of Demonic Dao, these people might have surrendered long ago.It's not a good thing to be a cow or a horse for someone, and the fodder from other people's homes may be more fragrant.

Thinking of this, Lu Yunze felt a little headache.

It's not that he has much affection for the Moon Sect, the main thing is that he hopes that the Seven Sects can last a little longer, at least give him time to run away.

He offended Ghost Spirit Sect and Hehuan Sect to death!

Just when Lu Yunze was worried about the future, a black spot suddenly appeared in the sky, and then a giant golden eagle with a wingspan of at least thirty feet flew towards them quickly, and after a few flashes, it flew over the crowd and dropped a cloud on the ground. Huge shade.

The foundation-building monks from the six sects were in an uproar. Some younger monks were so startled by the giant beast that they sat down on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.

Lu Yunze swept his consciousness slightly, and his heart trembled.

This is actually a fifth-level monster!
In the southern part of the world, even the monsters of the second and third levels are almost extinct, let alone such high-level monsters that can theoretically compete with monks in the early stage of alchemy.

Lingshou Mountain is worthy of being the second largest sect in Yue Kingdom after the Moon Sect, and it really has something to offer.

"What are you looking at? What do they look like!" Huang Fenggu's team leader was a middle-aged man with a stern face. When he saw the unbearable appearance of everyone, he immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted sharply.

"Hahaha! It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Huiming. After so many years, Fellow Daoist's fiery temperament hasn't changed at all." The giant eagle retracted its wings and fell to the ground. Three figures stood behind the giant eagle.

The speaker was an old man who looked to be in his fifties, his eyes rolled around while speaking, and there was a kind smile on the corner of his mouth all the time, looking quite smooth.

Huiming's face changed, "It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Kun, but this time, Fellow Daoist Kun is in charge."

The sleek old man chuckled and waved his hands quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Huiming is too flattering to the little old man. The person in charge has already gone to the Demon Dao camp a few days ago and is leading the Demon Dao army to come here. I think they will arrive in three days at most."

When all the alchemy cultivators heard this, their faces were a little ugly.

Three days is too fast!

The slippery old man also shook his head regretfully, "The person in charge of the Demonic Dao is impatient. Hearing that there are a lot of supplies stored here, he immediately rushed here. If the Touzhen Mountain Spirit Beast is pulled out to see the blood, it can only be done now."

"By the way, Yunchen, Yunmi, come here and pay respects to the seniors." The sleek old man greeted, and behind him, two boys and girls who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old immediately stepped forward and bowed to the many alchemy cultivators. .

Feng Biyun frowned slightly, "Fellow Daoist Kun, who are these two?"

"To tell you the truth, fellow daoists, these two dolls are descendants of my family, and they still call me uncle. This time I brought them here to let them see the world and learn the methods of magic."

At the end of the tactful old man's speech, his voice suddenly became sharper, and his eyes shone brightly.

Minghui glanced at the two of them, and said lightly: "The aptitude is good, and he has cultivated at the early stage of foundation establishment at a young age. You are willing to give up such a good seedling."

"Hahaha! Fellow Daoist Minghui, this statement is wrong." The slick old man clapped his hands and laughed.

"If you don't let them go through some tribulations and experience the methods of the monks of the Demonic Dao, no matter how high your cultivation base is, it will be a castle in the air, and you won't be able to go very far. Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Minghui, where are your precious disciples now?"

In the middle of speaking, the smooth old man suddenly changed the subject and pointed the finger at Minghui.

"Recently, many casual cultivators and even foundation-building cultivators of the Seven Sects have mysteriously disappeared in the territory of Yue. Some people suspect that it may be the spies of the Demonic Dao. I asked them to investigate this matter." Minghui said expressionlessly, I cursed at the smooth old man in my heart.

Everyone knows that the first battle with the Demon Dao must be extremely tragic, and I don't know how many monks will fall here.

How could he be willing to push his apprentice into the fire pit.

"Hehehe..." The sleek old man grinned noncommittally, and immediately made Minghui very angry.

"Okay, okay, what time is it, and you are still here to tear each other down." The old man surnamed Zhou from Jujianmen stepped forward to smooth things over, with a rather helpless expression on his face.

"The most important thing now is to unite as one and fight against the enemy of magic. You all should calm down."

Hearing this, the sleek old man bowed his hands to the old man surnamed Zhou with a smile on his face.

"What Fellow Daoist Zhou said is true, what does Fellow Daoist Minghui think?"

Minghui snorted coldly, cupped his hands and turned away.

Lu Yunze stood outside the crowd and could see clearly.

In this battle, even the leaders of the seven sects were not of one mind, and they were all thinking about their own calculations. It would be unreasonable if they could win this battle.

"Eh……"

"Senior Brother Lu..." came a cautious voice.

Lu Yunze raised his head, and in front of him was a young woman in a yellow shirt, smiling reluctantly at him.

There are more than a dozen foundation-building monks behind her, all of whom are young and old. Judging from the clothes on their bodies, they should belong to different sects, and somehow they got together.

(End of this chapter)