As soon as dawn arrived, the sound of people was already buzzing at the foot of the East Mountain.

The people walked out of the temporary shed, gathered in the vast plain, worshiped to the top of the East Mountain, and prayed.

The southern desert is short of supplies and scarce iron ore. Occasionally, there are also few craftsmen to cast. Therefore, the instruments used by the Holy Club are all made of bamboo and wood. The witches and prayers play the flute and flute halfway up the mountain. The music is grand and majestic, and it comes from the fog and miasma, mysterious and ancient.

Three hundred and sixty-five virgins were dressed in good clothes and holding clear water. Under the guidance of the witch envoys, they knocked at the hillside in ten steps.

This is a routine ritual of the Holy Council. First, the purest girls in the Southern Wilderness offer blessings from the people of the Southern Wilderness to the God of the Southern Wilderness, and then the Holy Child Saint Maiden worships the God of the Ragnarok and conveys it to the Southern Wilderness. Then the Wu Sect announces the beginning of the Holy Council, and then there will be a seven-day celebration. For most people in the Southern Wilderness, what they most look forward to is naturally a seven-day and seven-night carnival. For the "guests" who come from afar, the only highlight of the holy child Saint Maiden Saint Maiden in the afternoon is the only highlight.

There is a furnace in the East Mountain to twist the universe, and the golden boy and saint are collected together.

This prophecy from the Southern Wilderness has attracted many rumors and emerged one after another. Anyone who receives the news has great expectations for the "Dongshan Lu".

On the hills to the north, Guan Yunyi stood with a knife in his arms, gently stroking his long beard to look at the east mountain.

"Brother Guan, do you think that prophecy is true or false?"

The one who spoke was Yin Xin. He stood beside Guan Yunyi and looked at Dongshan, but he looked relaxed. Unlike Guan Yunyi, Yin Xin knew very well that when he came to the Southern Wilderness, he was more likely to play the role of a spectator. Because whether he or the Wei Kingdom behind him, he was far away from Guan Yunyi and Chu Kingdom, not to mention powerful countries such as Qi and Qin. Taking a step back ten thousand steps, even if he was lucky enough to obtain the treasure and brought it back to Wei Kingdom, Wei Kingdom might not have the strength to protect the treasure. As for the King of Wei who was eager for quick success and instant benefits, Yin Xin had already thought of a speech for returning empty-handed. He did not want to ruin the fate of Wei Kingdom because of a treasure that he didn't know whether it was true or false.

"Who can know the truth and falsehood. But since we are ministers, we must be loyal to the emperor and share our worries. No matter whether the prophecy is true or false, Guan will bring the treasure back to Chu."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Guan Yunyi stroked his beard and said.

Seeing Guan Yunyi's threatening intention vaguely, Yin Xin laughed: "Brother Chu Jun was successful, so Yin will congratulate him first."

He looked at Yin Xin strangely, and Guan Yunyi nodded slightly and did not speak again.

The two of them have expressed their intentions and just waited for the appearance of the Saint Child and Saint in the afternoon, Wuhua and Zhang Bushi on the other side could not stop talking.

"What do you think of cloth shoes?" Wuhua asked after looking at Dongshan.

"He is here." Zhang Bushi said.

"I think so too." Wuhua nodded and suddenly frowned: "You said that the surname An came here, is it just to seize the treasure?"

"Ninety-one is like this."

He smiled and a playful look appeared on Wuhua's face: "The one named An left behind, let's leave without saying a word, and hid for another month. Now we have been found by us. If we don't give an explanation, don't think it will be what we want."

Zhang Bushi shook his head and was about to say something, but at this moment, he felt that the atmosphere around him was a little wrong. He looked at Guan Yunyi and saw that his body suddenly stretched and turned his head to look into the forest.

A figure appeared in the dense forest where the fog was not dissipated. The fog lingered around him, and his face could not be seen clearly. Only the gray-brown long gown could be faintly seen.

"Who is coming!"

Guan Yunyi opened his mouth and shouted loudly. Cold light flashed through Danfeng's eyes, and his energy and spirit had brewed to the peak in an instant.

He did not discover the visitor until he was close to him. Guan Yunyi had rarely encountered such a person in recent years. Whenever he met, he was a top-notch man who had been famous for a long time, and most of them were enemies, not friends.

With Guan Yunyi shouting loudly, Wuhua and Yin Xin also discovered the man. They turned around and looked at him, and a hint of chill surged in their hearts.

None of the four first-class and even first-class experts in the world, including Guan Yunyi, were first to notice. The visitor's body skills were really terrifying.

"Three days ago, did you kill eighteen monks from Mobei?"

The man asked, his voice low and hoarse, slightly stiff.

Since Venerable Moyun has found four people, he is 90% sure, and his questioning is not an unnecessary move.

After the words came to an end, Guan Yunyi's face was expressionless, Zhang Bushi frowned, Wuhua's eyes turned cold, but Yin Xin's expression changed slightly.

"Wow!"

The sound of the wind sounded from the depths of the dense forest. The next moment, a hurricane swept over and rushed towards Guan Yunyi and the four of them with branches and leaves and gravels. In the wind, the figure of Venerable Moyun gradually disappeared.

"Be careful, he is also a monk from Mobei."

Guan Yunyi shouted, stood with a knife, sacrificed the white fire to open the sky's eyes, and searched for the figure of Venerable Moyun.

Without his reminder, Zhang Bushi and the other two had already guessed the identity of the visitor when they saw this strange wind. He also knew that he must have avenged the eighteen Mobei hard-cultivators that night. Zhang Bushi and Wuhua immediately stood on their backs, each taking weapons to scan the surroundings, and Yin Xin also pulled out his long spear and moved closer to Guan Yunyi.

The strange wind blew up sand and dust, and the hills were covered with dust. It was difficult to open your eyes, let alone find the Mobei to practice hard.

Guan Yunyi snorted coldly, raised his sword with his backhand, and blasted out a huge force to suppress the strange wind.

The wind and dust dissipated, and the figure of Venerable Moyun was also exposed to everyone's eyes. At this time, he suddenly appeared behind Yin Xin.

"General Yin, be careful!" But Wuhua hurriedly reminded.

Among the four, Yin Xin's strength is the bottom, but looking at Dakuang Hulang, he is a first-class master, and has rich experience in battle formations, far exceeding Zhang Bushi and Wuhua.

After hearing Wuhua's reminder, Yin Xin did not look back. He caught the moon in the sea and stabbed a spear with his backhand.

Seeing this, Zhang Bushi and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

The Taoist practice of being assassinated is still above the eighteen assassin practices I met three days ago. However, he is just a monk who only knows Taoism. He had the opportunity to attack secretly but did not cherish it. He ran behind Yin Xin, which was simply seeking death.

Within ten steps, it is the world of tigers and wolves.

"That's how you killed my son?"

Facing Yin Xin's square and circumference spear, Venerable Moyun did not avoid it. He stared at Yin Xin, his eyes full of sadness.

After trekking along the way, his anger and tyranny had been exhausted. Now the first man in Mobei is only compassion, compassion for his misfortune and suffering.

"Bang!"

The sound of gold and copper fighting sounded, Zhang Bushi, Wuhua and Guan Yunyi were stunned at the same time, and the middle-aged cultivator actually closed Yin Xin's spear with just a pair of flesh palms.

Yin Xin obviously didn't expect that Dao Xiu could take his spear in the world. After a moment of loss of consciousness, Yin Xin shouted loudly, gathered his arms, twisted his wrists violently, and wanted to pull the spear back.

But I didn't expect that the long spear would remain as unmoved as a thousand-year-old tree, and was tightly wrapped in my palm by the hard-working practice.

Looking at Yin Xin with shocked face, Venerable Moyun tweaked his arm with one force. The next moment, the long spear split into pieces and burst into Yin Xin's chest. Yin Xin was not prepared enough and was hit by a broken wood with huge force. His clothes were broken, and his chest was covered in blood.

"Since I use Taoist skills to kill my son, then I will die under Taoist skills."

He murmured, and Venerable Moyun bullied himself up, his palms flew, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten palms had been shot out.

Yin Xin retreated back quickly, but he was seriously injured, but he could not avoid the pursuit of Master Moyun. He would hit a palm every time he took a step back. After ten steps, Yin Xin's aura weakened and his eyes were dissipated.

Although Venerable Mo Yun is powerful, he is both good at practicing Taoist skills and Taoist techniques, he is not as strong as the four of them joining forces, not to mention that there are top-notch people like Yun Yi. He had already made up his mind before he appeared and defeated them one by one. He saw at a glance that Yin Xin was the weakest among the four, so he came to Yin Xin the first one, and the result was exactly the same as he had imagined.

Three sounds of breaking wind came from behind, but Guan Yunyi and the others came to help.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Venerable Moyun glanced at Yin Xin, who was dying, and suddenly stopped. He pinched the seal with his hands and his body gradually dissipated.

"boom!"

Guan Yunyi retracted his strength in time, but Zhang Bushi and Wuhua were not as good as he could. He slammed the open space with one knife and one stick. The sound came from afar, and the troops outside the hills moved when they heard the sound.

......

"Hongpao, how did you know that Venerable Moyun will come?"

On the other hillside, the old man from Xiji frowned and asked.

"I guessed." Hongpao laughed and made a proud statement.

He glanced at the old man in red robe in confusion, and the old man Xiji pondered for a moment: "In your opinion, what should we do now?"

"Mo Yun has already dealt with the Great Kuang Hulang. With the strength of the Venerable Mo Yun, even if he cannot kill them all, he can still be delayed for a few days or nights. If they make such a big noise, the army of the Southern Wilderness will naturally not ignore it. In this way, all we have to deal with is the envoy sent by Emperor Kuang."

The old man in red robe narrowed his eyes, smiled, and suddenly he looked towards the old man in Xiji mysteriously, "But before this, there is one thing to do."
Chapter completed!