Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 522 Hunting (two in one)

The atmosphere in Qianya Mountain became tense.

In fact, not only Qianya Mountain, but also the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Palace was in turmoil, fearing that he would be the next one to be exterminated.

The Sword Alliance's recent actions have been getting bigger and bigger, with no intention of hiding anything, and their methods have become more and more tough. From the initial bribery and temptation, to the current situation of fighting with weapons if they can't reach an agreement.

One by one, long-established sects and families were uprooted, and their assets were looted. The Sword Alliance was very precise in selecting sects with strong financial resources but not very strong ones. Their defensive resistance was weak. Under the sharpness of the Sword Alliance, Under siege, they didn't even have time to send a message before they were breached.

A very few people were lucky enough to deliver the letter, but no one came.

By the time Wanxian Palace came to rescue them, the sword cultivators from the Sword Alliance had already fled far away, leaving only a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​fire. Based on the three-point policy of killing them all, robbing them all, and burning them all, human tragedies were being staged everywhere in Wanxian Palace. .

Wanxian Palace is really worried about internal and external troubles, and it is so angry that it is jumping up and down.

It's obvious that this is a thief who is secretly cooperating.

Otherwise, how could these bastards from the Sword Alliance come and go as they please within the Ten Thousand Immortals Palace?

From the selection of targets, to the understanding of the mountain defense formations, to calculating the time for Wanxian Palace to respond to rescue, and the retreat route, if there is no corresponding person, it is simply an estimate of the IQ of Wanxian Palace monks. insult!

This realization also made all the affiliated sects more suspicious. Everyone knew that the internal fighting in Wanxian Palace was going on right now, and they had no time to take care of it. This poisonous snake hiding in the dark was hiding among them, ready to jump out and swallow them at any time, so The forces of knowledge were pulling and counting them one by one, and everyone looked like they had evil intentions.

Everyone's reaction was very unanimous. They scanned all the doors, dismantled the defensive formations, strengthened manpower patrols, cut off most of the connections with the outside world, and operated their respective stations like buckets.

Hanyu Palace's strict defense is within reason, and being more neurotic is not a big problem.

What was surprising was just the reaction of the two vicious insects in Qianya Mountain.

The two Zerg races, the Demonic Insect and the Jianzhe, have never been in conflict with each other. It seems that there is an invisible line dividing the two groups' activities. Good things are broken by them.

The Demonic Insects were dispatched in swarms. A large number of Demonic Insects flew rapidly through the air. The sound of their wings beating sharply could be heard from a distance, just like the roaring fighter jets, attacking fiercely and accurately. A spiritual insect.

Sharp insect sounds came and went. When everything calmed down, the demonic insects left with their prey, leaving a mess behind.

Sword Insects are also hunting crazily. They wave their sharp sword insect arms and easily cut apart their prey. The bloody scene is even more heinous.

Occasionally, there will be overlapping hunting targets. Both sides will not give in and fight to the death. The losing side will keep themselves, and the winning side will take away the prey and the other side.

Those cultivators who were unlucky enough to encounter them would not survive. Fortunately, these two vicious insects could distinguish the attire of the monks from Hanyu Palace and would not take the initiative to attack. Instead, they would watch each other leave with cold and fierce eyes. However, What annoys the inner hall disciples very much is that these slutty bugs only recognize people in the war hall, and they often treat the inner hall disciples as idle monks and attack them indiscriminately.

While feeling ashamed and annoyed, everyone also wanted to go out together. In the entire Qianya Mountain, there was no one except the Zhantang disciples.

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"Master, do you really don't need to ask about the war hall?" Xu Zhi asked carefully.

The Battle Hall is the embodiment of the Cold Jade Palace's military force. All the equipment is the best. It is slightly higher than the ordinary disciples, which inevitably makes people secretly dissatisfied. Recently, it has been acting in such a high-profile and domineering manner. There are not just one or two people complaining openly or secretly. .

Some people even secretly suspected that the two masters and apprentices in the battle hall had other thoughts. After all, the palace master was not in the palace now, and he didn’t know the date of his return, nor whether he would come back alive...

"How many people have been included?" Hall Master Huang has been unhappy recently, and he often talks coldly to his favorite disciple.

"Here is the roster. Please take a look at it, Master." Xu Zhi handed it over with both hands and stood aside honestly without asking any more questions.

I was thinking in my heart, is there any connection between the recent opening of the Hanyu Palace and the recruitment of disciples to the War Hall?Could it be that Master wants to use these outsiders who have become monks to fight against Zhan Tang?
Frankly speaking, Xu Zhi is not optimistic. The war hall is composed of the disciples of Izumo Peak. They are loyal and united. Later, they absorbed the elites of other peaks. They followed the route of elite soldiers, but the casual cultivators they recruited were scattered. For a plate to make people feel at home, it takes time.

"In three days, the war hall will expand its enrollment. Anyone who is interested can take the exam." Hall Master Huang shook the thin roster in his hand and said indifferently: "New entrants are welcome, too."

Xu Zhi was shocked, and it showed on his face.

"Okay, mind your own business and ignore the rest." He waved his hand, signaling Xu Zhi to leave.

After waiting for the person to leave, Lao Huangku sat there for a long time.

He took out a jade slip, penetrated it with his spiritual consciousness, and read it over and over again.

"Damn fat man, I will trust you again!"

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"Senior brother, master really said that anyone can go? Can all newbies go?" Xu Zhi was stopped by several junior brothers and sisters. He couldn't hide his excitement and asked nervously.

To the disciples of Hanyu Palace, Zhantang is definitely an existence that makes people envious and hateful. They are envious of their treatment, jealous that they act higher than others, and hate that they are not one of them.

And now, they have such an opportunity to become one of them.

The excitement in my heart is simply beyond words.

"Yes." Xu Zhi agreed casually, a little upset. The battle hall was expanding its enrollment, but the master had no objection to letting him go. It was unusual no matter how you looked at it.

After all, he was a direct disciple trained as a successor. He was sensitive to some clues and looked at the sky. The clouds were dense and the sunlight was blocked. It was probably a continuous rainy day. In the world of Qianya Mountain, such weather would never happen again. It was unusual, but at this moment, Xu Zhi felt that such dark clouds were gathering, as if it was foreshadowing something...

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Three days later, the entrance examination for the war hall began.

Almost [-]% of the disciples of Hanyu Palace have signed up.

Because of the large number of people, the war hall had to cancel the originally prepared venue, and instead sent people to Qianyashan Station and Zhongkufang City to conduct assessments.

The two teams were led by Situ Lian and Wan Zhou respectively, which shows that Zhantang attaches great importance to this entrance examination.

As for Zhai Buhuo and Mo Ranyi, neither Zhai Buhuo nor Mo Ranyi were seen, and everyone didn't find it too strange. For something as trivial as an examination, there is no need for the hall master and the commander to take action in person. Of course, the boss is the last to come forward, after the entrance examination is over. When the time comes, just make a summary.

Everyone was simply divided according to their cultivation level, and the assessment in the battle hall was simple and rough. At the same time, forty disciples competed in a competitive test. The winner was directly announced as a candidate disciple of the battle hall.

When the first batch of twenty candidate disciples were announced, everyone was stunned by this unusually intuitive selection.

So Easy!So Easy!
As long as you defeat the person on the opposite side, without even limiting any means, you can half-step into the battle hall, the most popular place in this sect.

When the first five batches of hundreds of people were taken away by the people from the war hall, the scene reached a climax, and the monks who were undergoing the assessment were even more aggressive. When you saw someone succeeding with your own eyes, this kind of encouragement was more inspiring than any verbal encouragement. Invigorate.

Group after group of people were taken away, hundreds of them each time, and no one asked where they were going. In short, it must be a good place.

These passionate young people have forgotten what a war hall is, let alone the significance of a war hall to a sect.

Some people are proud, and naturally some are frustrated.

Those who win are naturally high-spirited, as if they have won the world by winning this battle.

The loser beat his head and the ground with regret, and even thought about it like a demon.

"I regret that I can't turn my eyes away when I see a beautiful woman!"

"The sword should be tilted upward three-pointers, three-pointers tilted, three-pointers tilted..."

"You're so stupid. When that guy started using his hand just now, he should have thrown the talisman decisively so that his diamond talisman couldn't be used. Hey! The diamond talisman is added to the body, which is no different from an individual practitioner. You bastard, he specializes in hitting people above the chin. You deliberately disfigure me!"

Situ Lian looked strange, and the disciples in the war hall couldn't help but chuckle.

If you don’t leave the battle hall, you wouldn’t know it, but it turns out that there are quite a lot of second-hand people in the inner hall.

I thought Situ Lian would leave, but he continued to sit still and announced slowly: "The second additional test has begun."

The monk who had been writing beside him from the beginning shouted out names one by one, and the scene was as noisy as a vegetable market. Fortunately, these twenty people only reported forty names. It was still a two-by-two duel, and soon there was another There were twenty winners and the unlucky ones who lost again.

The 20 winning people were stunned as if they had been hit on the head by a pie falling from the sky.

Immediately, all the defeated people were like rekindled torches, soaring and burning.

Damn, this is your second chance, and it may very well be your last!
The scene was more sparkling than before and lasted longer.

Based on the previous observations, the Zhantang disciples have a more comprehensive grasp of the cultivation of the people being tested. The two people assigned together are mostly about the same. Or your cultivation is higher but the injury is more serious. Although my cultivation is lower, my injuries are more severe. There were only minor injuries. On more than one occasion, the two of them ran out of spiritual energy almost at the same time. They swallowed the same pill to recover. They had no time to wait for the medicine to take effect, and they tacitly chose the same primitive method to determine the winner.

You punch me and you kick me, like two street gangsters fighting shirtless. At the critical moment, even your teeth can become a magic weapon to win...

It was an eye-opener!

Situ Lian once again denounced the bad taste of his senior sister. The standards for the extra trial grouping were all determined by her senior sister. She even chose the manpower. She didn't ask a question in the first main selection if she had expected the extra trial. Try to be so "wonderful"!
The second batch of people who passed through were also taken away.

Situ Lian looked at the sky. It had been two days and one night. It was a rare blessing from God. Although the sky was overcast, not a single rain star had fallen. He cleared his throat, "The third additional test," he paused and glanced. The whole audience saw pairs of wolf-like eyes, and said loudly: "This is the last match. If you win, you will be preparing your disciples for the war hall."

No one cares about his language problem, any alternative, alternative, alternative, for them, there is no difference, they all mean the same thing. "This event will not be named, but you can give up. Whether to continue or not is entirely up to your own free will. You have a stick of incense to think about it. If you are interested, please report your name yourself." His eyes were fixed on these people.

As the names of "I, Wu Xinghua!" "I, Fang Yi!" "Lun Haichao!" "I..." and "I..." were announced one after another, Situ Lian remembered his conversation with his senior sister.

"Senior sister, although we need manpower, we don't need to use random tactics to make up the numbers. The route we have always taken to select elite soldiers and the alternative after the second choice is enough."

After the alternate selection, there is of course the main selection. Those who remain at that time are the real disciples of the war hall.

For Zhan Tang, only the best among the best are worthy of the title Zhan Tang. They have their own pride, which comes from the experience of blood and sweat.

It can be said that the second additional test was omitted, and the last additional test was completely unnecessary in his opinion.

"Second Junior Brother, in my heart, the last scene deserves the most attention." Mo Ranyi held the child skillfully, making sure that the little one's eyes were closed and asleep, and then he gently put it into the stroller.

Children grow very fast, but her junior brother's daughter is obviously special. After several months, she is only a little bigger than when she was born. This slow growth, Mo Ranyi guessed, should be related to her mother's growth in her life. It has something to do with the seal placed on the body.

This child is really like an ordinary human child. He eats and sleeps, eats while sleeping, eats diarrhea, and then eats after diarrhea. There is no difference at all.

The snow girl floated over consciously, calmed down the coldness in her body, and pushed the cart away.

She was covered in frost and stood proudly under the cloudy sky.

The only thing with a different painting style is the little girl sleeping soundly in the stroller, her pink and tender mouth moving unconsciously.

Hooking his fingers, Hydra reluctantly came over.

The snake head representing the fire attribute held back a mouthful of fire, holding it in without spitting it out. The heat was ready to go out, enough to dispel the dampness and coldness before the rain.

The snow girl nodded slightly to express her satisfaction, pushing the cart and floating it casually. Hydra followed her left and right in pain, thinking to herself, why don't you find your friend to accompany you for a walk?

With this thought in mind, his little eyes turned to the Troll Titan over there. When he saw clearly what the stupid big man was doing, Hydra decisively gave up its resentment just now.

Damn it, can your moral integrity be broken again? !

The majestic Titan is actually pulling his diaper!

The entire piece of fine cloth was torn into strips. For humanoid war weapons such as the Troll Titan, this was a maddeningly difficult challenge.

How do those ordinary human women who fall over at the first touch pull out diapers of the same size without any damage?

Why did these pieces of cloth have so many irregular holes in his hands?

The Troll Titan scratched his head, troubled by this problem.

Mo Ranyi glanced at his cute and silly look, and really didn't want to see the big man with steel-like muscles ripping cloth again in her field of vision, so she said to the big lotus floating quietly next to her: "Fat girl, go help Help the Titans.”

A lotus leaf peeled open, a few rays of sword light flew away, and then closed again.

The little thing jumped angrily inside, making Mo Lian tremble up and down to express his dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, just go and practice obediently. I won't bother you anymore, okay?" Mo Ranyi coaxed his spiritual pet like a child.

Mo Lian disappeared on the spot, and appeared behind the Troll Titan the next second. With a twist, the flower bud knocked the Troll Titan staggering, and disappeared again the next second, leaving no trace.

Obviously, Fat Niu blamed the troll Titan for not being able to do its job well, and wanted it to take action to delay its cultivation.

The fat girl who had just seen the light of day was in a poor Ghost Sword Butterfly state, which was far different from her previous Ink Jade Ghost Sword Butterfly state.

He retained the body of the ghost butterfly and even retained the mark of the emperor of the Yuedie clan. He also converted to the "Taichi Green Lotus Ghost Art" to have an extra one to protect his body. He can fly, become invisible, and can absorb the moonlight ghost energy to help him. The ghost lotus it practices needs to understand all these changes and integrate them into its own power. Therefore, Fat Girl has not shown up for a long time. As its unscrupulous owner, I would like to harass you if anything happens. It is necessary to see if the baby inside is still alive and kicking.

The spiritual pet that was rescued at the cost of falling to one level of realm is placed on the top of my heart and is always on my mind, without any fuss.

The fat girl simply disappeared.

Situ Lian is no longer what he used to be, and he has a strong sense of acceptance of all the abnormal painting styles of his senior sister.

"Second Junior Brother, when our sect was at the Seven Peaks, Izumo was the weakest. Anyone could step on it. The junior brothers and sisters of Izumo Peak were reduced to hard laborers. But what about now? Our war hall is independent of the sect. , is an example of Hanyu Palace’s combat power, why do you think it is? Is it because of you and me? Because of the master?"

Mo Ranyi spoke softly and with a gentle tone, "It's because I didn't give up. From the master to the junior brothers and sisters below, they never gave up. Maybe they were disappointed or at a loss, but in the end, everyone never gave up in their hearts." That little bit of hope for the rise of Izumo Peak, so as soon as the master appears, Izumo Peak becomes popular and has no fear."

"When you climb from the bottom to the top, you will cherish everything you get. Therefore, any one of our Izuyun Peak disciples is the backbone of the battle hall. This kind of vigor and spirit is not possessed by the disciples of other peaks. "

"The three tests of the War Hall, take alternatives, take alternatives, prepare alternatives, there is no difference in ranking. From the last to the official disciple of the War Hall, there are many steps, many difficulties, only those who are persistent and never give up , to get to the end.”

"Xiuyuan Star has now become a chaotic star. In a troubled world, whether Hanyu Palace can stand up against the double attack of Ten Thousand Immortals Palace and Sword Alliance can only rely on us, to be boastful, and these people under our command can only rely on us. People, I hope, they are like roses blooming among thorns, with thorns and bewitching beauty, rather than fragile greenhouse flowers that cannot withstand cold winds and rains. Only in adversity can they show their strength. I hope these people will not let us down!"

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The huge pit has an unknown depth, because the pit, which is estimated to be a hundred feet in diameter, is completely filled with layers of insect corpses.

Slightly protruding from the top, groups of demonic insects and Jianzhe were clearly distinguishable. They lined up and threw the insect corpses into the deep pit. It can be predicted that in the near future, this place will become a mountain of corpses, and no trace of the deep pit will be seen anymore.

The air exudes the smell of blood and decay, and there are many strange and disgusting smells mixed together, which are enough to knock people down.

The closer you get, the stronger the smell becomes, stimulating everyone's taste.

Equally important to the taste is the strong visual impact.

Colorful blood, messy insect limbs, a deep pit with a radius of a hundred feet, and except for the sound of flying demon insects and sword insects throwing corpses in the sky, there was total silence.

Even the disciples of Hanyu Palace, who had experienced the attack of insect waves and sword stingers, were on the verge of collapse under this double "enjoyment".

"What are you bringing us here for? Do you want us to kill those ferocious insects? Restoring the tranquility of Qianya Mountain? Oh my God, this task is too difficult, where are we going to get around!"

"Stop thinking nonsense. Who do you think you are? You can restore the tranquility of Qianya Mountain, and you can't even weigh yourself. Even the official disciples of Zhantang shun these vicious insects, let alone us. I say, we are brave. We were asked to come here to see what a real mountain of corpses is! Hey, did you see it? Those chicks’ legs are weak and they may faint at any time. I said, brothers, let’s make a place for heroes to hug the beautiful ones. The opportunity has come!"

For someone who was so nervous at this moment, everyone unanimously gave him the attention gift.

After that, they started talking quietly again, why on earth did you bring them here?It's not like he was adding bricks and mortar to this mountain of corpses.

"what!!!!!!!"

A man's scream can also be sharper than a woman's, and everyone turns to look over.

A young monk stood forward. He was obviously a new member of the sect. He had not yet worn the Taoist robes of Hanyu Palace. He was staring at a certain place in the pit with his mouth shut. The hand he was pointing at was shaking violently.

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, and saw the sound of gasping accompanied by the woman's scream, which lasted for a long time.

"Oh my god, isn't that Senior Brother Liang?"

"Ah! That's Senior Sister Guo!"

"Friend Qin!"

"That...that...can't be Uncle Wang."

One after another, familiar or unfamiliar figures crawled out of the deep pit, dragging the whole or most of the insect corpses out in embarrassment.

The bugs they dragged were quite large, and most of them were covered with bug armor, so the weight can be imagined.

After finally dragging it up, after taking a breath, he started to cut up the insect corpses.

Good guy, I have all the tools I can use. The gleaming spiritual sword can also be used as a machete. Guys who don’t have sharp weapons are more miserable, so they can only pick sharper insect teeth instead to cut out valuable parts. The disciples from the war hall nearby collected all the meat, leaving the remaining meat scattered on the ground.

Afterwards, these people jumped into the pit without hesitation and began to search for relatively complete insect corpses in the mountain of corpses.

A group of Demonic Insects flew in, and the insect corpses scattered like rain, "burying" the monk who was rummaging around.

Everyone who witnessed all this happened realized that it was no wonder these people had appeared in such a strange form just now.

Then, an unpleasant feeling came over me.

Could it be that they are too...

(End of this chapter)