It was still early, and bright lights were shining through each building, shining a strange light in the wind and rain.
In his residence, Liang Qiufeng sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed tightly, and his true energy slowly circulated through the meridians. He now has the cultivation of two stages of Qi, and the number of daily circulations doubled.
This greatly improves the efficiency of practice.
It's just that the sea of qi is generated in the Dantian, and the requirements for the purity and overall quantity of true qi are also higher. If you want to break through to the third stage, there is still a long way to go.
A drop of water will penetrate a stone, and it requires patience and hard work, and no impatience.
However, this night, he felt inexplicably depressed. In the past, when doing homework, people would naturally get into the mood as soon as they sat down, but that didn't work tonight.
I haven’t seen this feeling for a long time...
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked out the window. There was a sound of wind, rain and rustling.
"roar!"
Suddenly, amid the sound of wind and rain, a beast roar came from a distance.
Similar beast roars are common in the Nanling area. Others would have heard it, but this time the beast roar fell into Liang Qiufeng's ears, and it was completely different.
"Six ears!"
He jumped up, opened the door, and rushed out.
"Ouch!"
The second sound came, and the sound seemed to contain some obscure information.
For a long time, Liu Er was unable to speak, and the communication with Liang Qiufeng was either through movements or sounds. Over time, it can be said that the two of them have accumulated a very dexterous tacit understanding, and sometimes they are not able to speak at all.
It only takes a few actions and one look to understand the other person.
A look will do, a roar will do.
Liang Qiufeng paused, feeling in his heart that Liu Er's sudden roar might have an ulterior motive, and he vaguely wanted to tell him something.
What will it be?
He calmed down, closed his eyes again, and listened.
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The rainy night is like a cover, covering up many unknown things.
Swish, swish, swish.
A group of people wearing bamboo hats and raincoats appeared like ghosts from the dense woods, and they were all covered in darkness. No one spoke a word except for the sound of footsteps, which seemed eerie and terrifying.
On the road, some low-level monsters sensed something was wrong from afar, and immediately turned around and ran away, running as far away as possible.
This group of mysterious travelers did not move very fast. It was obvious that they did so deliberately and not in a hurry.
About half an hour later, a solitary peak stood abruptly in front of us. The lights on the mountain were bright, and it was obvious that people had not rested yet.
Under the illumination of the lights, the outlines of buildings stand out, either tall or short, and there is a large forest of them.
The team paused, each person raising his head and staring at the mountain.
Someone suddenly spoke in a low voice: "This Zhongnan Sword Sect really has some skills. In a short period of time, it was able to build such a large foundation."
"The better it is, the harder it is to stay."
"Yes, if they were incompetent, how could we have this alliance action?"
Another person laughed dryly and said: "Haha, don't talk nonsense. In a word, when will we do it?"
"Isn't the established plan agreed upon? After midnight, everything is quiet, and just in time for a bloodbath peak."
"Hmph, there is still an hour until midnight. Do we want everyone to stay here in the wind and rain for an hour?"
"No, is it necessary to be so cautious when dealing with a new sect?"
The man's tone contained no emotion and was very cold: "If you are impatient, you can take the first step."
No one moved.
This time, an alliance of people joined forces, disguised themselves, and attacked the peak at night to destroy Zhongnan Jianmen in one fell swoop. Although they have a common goal, it does not mean that these people from different places can truly work together. Quite the opposite.
, everyone has their own calculation in mind.
Zhongnan Jianmen was newly established, but the momentum of development is not bad, and they are escapees from Huangzhou. With their own strength, they can reach this point in a short period of time. Needless to say, they must be brought from Huangzhou.
A lot of background.
Foundation means wealth.
Not to mention, Liang Qiufeng may have mastered a rare forbidden technique. It would be even more prosperous if the secret could be learned from him through interrogation.
But as the saying goes, with more wolves and less meat, the distribution of benefits will be a difficult problem to solve. Before coming, everyone had already agreed that whoever gets it first will get it.
However, the Zhongnan Sword Gate is not mud. If one or two people rush to attack it rashly, they are afraid of not being able to gain favor. Therefore, the large army will not move, and individual people will not act rashly.
The man said leisurely: "Before this, everyone knew that this peak had no spiritual veins and was very ordinary, but what about now?"
After hearing this, everyone immediately focused their attention on this aspect and carefully considered their feelings. It was indeed very unusual. The spiritual energy in this place within a radius of ten miles was extremely rich, even better than their own sect's mountain gate.
Damn it, a mere new sect can actually occupy such a blessed land...
Everyone felt resentful and immediately had other thoughts: If Zhongnan Sword Gate was destroyed, what should be done with this peak? If they could snatch it and use it as the mountain gate, it would be much better than now.
However, with so many houses and only one mountain, it is not easy to allocate them.
Thinking of this, the distance between them could not help but quietly widen by two points.
The person who started to explain sneered: "What I mean is that they turned decay into magic, and there must be some expert guidance behind them."
Hearing this, there was an uproar, triggering a murmur of discussion.
Half the salary, someone said: "You mean, that expert is probably the old man?"
"Yes, this old man's cultivation level is unknown. Although he cannot be a Martial King, a quasi-Martial King who has crossed the halfway threshold is not that easy to deal with."
Everyone was silent and agreed.
"What we did was originally against the law. Therefore, we must kill with one strike, destroy with one kill, leave no one alive, and do not let any rumors spread. You should understand this. After the incident is completed, it will be faked as a high-ranking person.
It’s enough to avoid the phenomenon of monsters annihilating the family. After all, wasn’t the Yuze sect just wiped out by monsters not long ago?”
"clear."
No one had any objections.
The man continued: "So we wait a little longer and attack in the dead of night, when we are least likely to be careless. Only in this way can we be foolproof."
Having said that, if you don't speak again, it's like becoming a statue, letting the wind and rain wash away you.
The same goes for other people, standing quietly at the edge of the woods, with the trees whistling, and it would be difficult to realize that there is a large group of people here unless they get closer and take a closer look.
As time passed by with the wind and rain, the lights of some buildings on the peak began to go out, which meant that the people in the houses turned on the lights and went to bed.
One, two...one, two, gradually, most of the lights on the mountain were extinguished, leaving only a few scattered ones, which were the ever-burning warning lights at the mountain gate.
These lights will be lit throughout the night and are guarded by dedicated personnel.
It’s time. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)