Taoism moves mountains

Chapter 491 The Sun Shooting Campaign
  After the discussion was over, everyone left.

The two Lan brothers walked to their monastery while chatting.

"Wangji, Mr. Wei, why are you so sure that you can find Yin Tie to deal with Yun Ruohan within a month?" Lan Xichen asked.

Lan Wangji was silent for a moment, then replied absently: "I don't know."

Lan Xichen did not doubt that he was there and continued: "I have sacrificed so many sages for Yin Tie. I am afraid that Mr. Wei is too confident."

After saying that, he remembered something important and asked again: "Wangji, I have something to ask you."

Seeing his brother's serious expression, Lan Wangji became serious himself.

"Are the deaths of the people in the Yiling Supervisory House really related to Yin Tie?" Lan Xichen asked. He also heard from hearsay from some monks that the Yun family monks in the Yiling Supervisory House died in tragic circumstances. It's because of yin iron.

"No. Brother, he won't be like this." Lan Wangji saw his brother's suspicion of Wei Wuxian, and his answer was somewhat protective.

Lan Xichen gave Lan Wangji a steady look, nodded and then said, "But what happened in Yiling is indeed a bit strange. When you rushed to Yiling, did you notice anything strange?"

After Lan Wangji thought for a moment, he asked, "Brother, are there rules and regulations for everything in this world?"

Lan Xichen was surprised for a moment before answering for Lan Wangji: "I once thought that by devoting my whole life to reading all the books in the Lan family's collection, I would be able to understand the ways of the world. But later I realized that even if I read all the books in the world, the world will not be the same. There are too many things that our generation cannot understand. There is no fixed rule, and right and wrong are not black and white."

He could tell that his brother was worried, and his words were intended to persuade Lan Wangji not to get into trouble.

"If you can't judge right from wrong and set standards with black and white, then how can you determine a person's heart?" Although Lan Wangji was smart, he couldn't understand it all at once.

"What makes a person human depends on himself. It cannot be judged by the four words black and white. If you look at a person, it cannot be judged by black and white. It depends on the direction of the heart." Lan Xichen answered with a smile.

The two brothers were discussing the philosophy of life when Wei Wuxian and Zhang Cheng walked out of the corridor.

Two by two, they faced each other and walked towards each other.

Wei Wuxian couldn't hide, so he had to step forward to say hello, but when he saw Lan Wangji's death gaze, he always dodge with a guilty conscience.

Lan Wangji hid his worries about Wei Wuxian, but Wei Wuxian knew his situation and often pretended to be relaxed and tried his best to hide himself.

Time continues to pass, and the monks of the Shooting Sun Alliance are preparing and practicing intensively...

Naturally, Wei Wuxian did not dare to practice openly and could only practice secretly at night. As time went by, he became more and more skillful in using his resentment.

Jiang Yang was not idle either, he was enriching his own pockets... No, he was charging a reasonable fee for hard work. He got a lot of benefits from the Lanling Jin Sect. During the process of refining the elixir, he unceremoniously occupied the sixth floor.

But the people from the Lanling Jin Sect couldn't tell. After seeing Jiang Yang give them the remaining four layers of elixir, they happily said heart-warming words to Jiang Yang.

It’s almost a “smiling and helping count the money after being sold” situation.

On the day of the expedition, all the monks from the aristocratic families were summoned. As the commander of the alliance, Temporal Mingjue made an impassioned speech that made people's blood boil.

"Shoot the sun!" "Shoot the sun!" "Shoot the sun!" "Shoot the sun!" The army of monks shouted in unison...

Whatever the people want, morale can be used!

Zhang Cheng and Jin Zixuan have already been appointed as the vanguard to open up the journey for the Chinese army behind.

Jiang Yang had no intention of going first. Anyway, he knew that Qishan Evernight City was not that easy to break, so there was no need to rush forward and waste his energy, so he stayed behind and drove forward with the Chinese army because of the excessive consumption of alchemy.

Wei Wuxian knew his own situation and was not physically strong enough to fight for a long time, so naturally he would not be a vanguard.

He privately tried the Spiritual Pill given to him by Jiang Yang. As Jiang Yang had guessed, the Spiritual Pill conflicted with the magic power in his body and could not be refined.

This made him very depressed and unhappy.

Temporal Mingjue once asked Yun Ning about the military deployment of the Yun clan in Qishan, but Yun Ning had been away from the Yun clan for half a year, so how could he know about the deployment of the Yun clan in Qishan. Others knew that Yun Ning was protected by Jiang Yang, so they didn't embarrass him too much.

On the way, Jiang Yang saw that Wei Wuxian seemed to be in a very happy mood, so he started chatting with him.

"Have you given your magic weapon a name?"

"Chen Qing, its name!" Wei Wuxian replied with a smile.

[Is it also called Chen Qing? Wei Wuxian had many worries in his heart, did he want to express them with his voice? ] Jiang Yang thought with emotion.

Statement: state one's situation or feelings.

"Brother Wei, do you know why I don't wear a spiritual sword and others don't make things difficult for me?" Even if Jiang Yang got the spiritual sword, he didn't hold it in his hand. He hid the spiritual sword in his dantian and used it with himself day and night. With his true energy accumulation, even Yun Ning was forced by him.

"You are not a monk from an aristocratic family." Wei Wuxian was stunned for a moment before replying calmly.

"It is true that the rules and regulations of the family cannot restrain me, but this is just one of them. If you want others to respect you, you must first make others fear you. This requires strong enough confidence, such as strength and background." Jiang Yang said with a smile.

"Be careful what you say!" Lan Wangji opened his eyes. He disagreed with Jiang Yang's words and immediately retorted, fearing that Jiang Yang would lead Wei Wuxian astray.

Wei Wuxian paid close attention to Jiang Yang's words. He had obviously listened to them and thought deeply about them.

……

Xiang Cheng and Jin Zixuan led more than a hundred monks with swords to advance first, and soon attacked the foot of Qishan Mountain.

As the battle unfolded, the two of them did not expect that the puppet controlled by Yin Ruohan would be so difficult to deal with.

These puppets are not afraid of swords, swords, stabs or fires. They are like iron walls. No matter how brave and skilled the people from the various aristocratic families are, they cannot withstand these terrifying devils.

After the vanguard monks suffered heavy casualties, Zhang Cheng and Jin Zixuan had to retreat quickly.

At the camp of the Japanese-shooting coalition, Tempor Mingjue saw so many injured monks and quickly summoned the powerful monks from the four major families to discuss countermeasures.

Jiang Yang and Wei Wuxian went to check on the monks who were going crazy because they were injured by the puppets, and Lan Wangji accompanied them.

After listening to the stories of the surviving pioneer monks, Jiang Yang felt that the Yin Iron Puppet was like an apocalyptic zombie, possessing the ability to infect. If it were eliminated, it would probably lead to an apocalyptic survival in the world of immortality.

After checking several crazy monks again, Jiang Yang said in a deep voice: "It's poisoning! It's a blood poison contaminated with resentment. It's extremely surprising." It was similar to the zombie virus he expected.

"Can you rescue me?" Lan Wangji asked with a frown.

After Jiang Yang pondered for a moment, he shook his head and said, "It would have been okay when they were first infected, but after these people were infected with the blood poison and fought like crazy for so long, the blood poison has already invaded the heart and bone marrow, and there is no cure. .”

Jiang Yang's words also reminded the monks present that once they are injured by a puppet, they must cut off their blood vessels in time to prevent the blood poison from invading the body.

……

Over in the meeting hall, Tempor Mingjue was aware of Yun Ruohan's puppet and knew that Qishan would be difficult to break for the time being.

So, he thought of going alone to assassinate Yun Ruohan. As long as Yun Ruohan died, those puppets would lose their backbone and be defeated in one attack.

However, assassinating Yun Ruohan was not easy, and this method was quickly rejected by Zhang Cheng and Jin Zixuan.

At this time, Lan Xichen brought a roll of Qishan formation map, which clearly marked Yun Ruohan's various power bases in Qishan.

Seeing this, everyone was in high spirits and felt that conquering Qishan was inevitable.

(End of this chapter)