This is not bad. How could Yuwen Zhouyuan not know the indifference of immortal cultivators?
"So what do you think Madam wants? Is there anything I can help you with?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"When the war begins, the waters of Yuntai will be filled with blood. Let's not talk about the casual cultivators for now. There may be fish that slip through the net, but no one in the sect family will be spared. I want to ask senior to leave here." Murong Xingyun said.
"Let me leave?" Yuwen Zhouyuan was stunned. He originally thought that the other party came here to ask for help, but he didn't expect...
"Yes, I am bold. Please leave this place, senior, and take two girls, E'er and Die'er, back to the hinterland of the human race. It will definitely be safer that way." Murong Xingyun said.
Yuwen Zhouyuan already understood the purpose of this girl, and he could tell that no parent would care about their children. She did this only for the sake of the two girls.
"I've left, what will happen to you? What should I do?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said with some emotion.
"Us?" Murong Xingyun showed a look of helplessness on his face: "What can I do? It will definitely be very dangerous to continue to stay on Yuntai Island. I have already thought about it. After the senior leaves, I will heal the Fu Sect."
Disbanded and broken into pieces, everyone concealed their names and hid on a remote desert island." Murong Xingyun said.
"Everyone is looking for a hiding place. There is no other way." Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded. Everyone's circumstances are different. It is inevitable that some people will be poisoned, but there will definitely be those who are lucky enough to survive the catastrophe.
escape.
In this situation, even I couldn't think of any other safe strategy.
"Madam's plan is good. In that case, you might as well come with me." Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly.
No matter what, she was the mother of two disciples, and although she didn't have much friendship with him, it still seemed a little wrong to ignore her like this.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior, but I cannot agree. Although my cultivation level is low, as the leader of a sect, and all my disciples are here, how can I ignore it and be greedy for life and afraid of death?" Murong Xing
Yun Lianjin bowed and said with gratitude on his face.
"This..." Yu Wen Zhouyuan was speechless. He didn't know what to say for a moment. To be fair, this is no reason for cultivators. In the past hundred years, all the cultivators Yu Wen Zhouyuan has come into contact with are selfish.
Self-interest, no matter the leader, joining a sect is not just to have a big tree that you can rely on.
Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest, and they fly apart when disaster strikes, not to mention they are from the same family. Yuwen Zhouyuan has experienced such things, and has seen more of them.
If he didn't understand Murong Xingyun, he would definitely think that he was extremely hypocritical, but things are different now. I remember the first time he met E'er Die'er, and there were more than ten monks from the Medical Fu Sect, whose strength was not worth mentioning.
But in the face of life-threatening danger, no one chose to escape. Instead, they risked their lives to think of their fellow students.
This Taoist tradition passed down by Fairy Yuntai is really very different from other sects and families.
Of course Yuwen Zhouyuan would not do such a stupid thing, but he still admires the immortal cultivators of this sect.
Rare! Otherwise, Yuwen Zhouji would not be so generous and gave Murong Xingyun 120 million low-grade spiritual stones at once.
"Fellow Taoist means well, and his quality is even more admirable, but it won't help if you stay here, so why bother?" Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed.
Yuwen Zhouyuan's words were not nonsense. Even if Murong Xingyun stayed here, he would not be able to provide any useful help to his disciples. A mere immortal cultivator was not qualified to be cannon fodder in such a conflict.
Of course, Yu Wen Zhouyuan and Yu Wen Zhouyuan would not say these words clearly, after all, it would hurt other people's self-esteem.
"Senior, I appreciate your kindness, but as the leader of a sect, I really can't do that. Please forgive me, fellow Taoist." Murong Xingyun sighed, with a hint of sadness for the future flashing in his eyes.
Thoughtful, his expression was extremely firm.
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded and said no more.
After a while, Murong Xingyun stood up, bowed to Yuwen Zhouyuan and said: "From now on, Die'er and E'er will be entrusted to the care of the seniors. I hope fellow Taoists will be merciful. If I fall, I will be under Jiuquan."
I will be grateful to you."
Before she finished speaking, the woman turned her delicate body around and walked back gracefully.
"Wait a minute." The woman took about ten steps, but Yu Wen Zhouyuan suddenly raised his voice and said.
The sound was not loud, but it reached Murong Xingyun's ears clearly. The woman couldn't help but turn her head, and said with some confusion on her face: "Senior, may I ask if you have any other instructions."
"Fellow Taoist also said that once the war between the two clans begins, the Yuntai Sea area will be filled with blood. Even if you break into pieces and find hiding places, your chances of survival will be very slim." When things have reached this point, Yu Wenzhou
Yuan's words are no longer hidden.
"What the senior said is true, but there is nothing we can do about it." The woman sighed. Who wouldn't want to live if possible.
"Why don't you leave here?" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Of course I want to leave, but you know the situation of our sect. The cultivation level of the disciples is too low. Even in ordinary times, it is not easy to move the sect, let alone the current situation." Murong Xing
Cloud Road.
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded. Murong Xingyun's concerns were correct. Even if a single monk traveled a long distance, he might encounter various dangers if he was not careful.
Generally speaking, only monks above true masters dare to travel long distances to avoid sea beasts, monsters, and immortal cultivators with malicious intentions. Doing so for low-level monks is almost like courting death.
Not to mention, for a sect, the situation is much more complicated. Without sufficient strength and complete preparations, no one would do this.
Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "Fellow Taoist, there is no need to worry, but it is too dangerous to stay here. If there is a way, let the Medical Fu Sect move away..."
Before Yu Wen Zhouyuan finished speaking, Murong Xingyun showed a look of ecstasy on his face. With a plop, Yu Wen Zhouyuan knelt down with a look of anxiety on his face: "Senior, do you really have any idea?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded: "That's right. It should be a sure shot!"
"If this is really the case, senior has the virtue of rebirth for our Medical Fu Sect. No matter what your orders are in the future, our disciples will never shirk at all." Murong Xingyun said firmly.
If another person made such a promise, Yuwen Zhouyuan would not take it seriously. Immortal cultivators only care about the benefits, and breaking one's promise and getting fat is nothing at all.
However, Murong Xingyun is different. The disciples of the Medical Fu Sect can even be said to be a little pedantic. Since Murong Xingyun, the sect leader, said so, then they will definitely keep their promise.
Even though the other party is a low-level immortal cultivator, they might be useful in the future.
"Fellow Taoist, please wake up. This matter needs to be discussed in the long term. Please give me a copy of the nearby sea chart first. It will be of great use later." Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
After hearing this, Murong Xingyun reached out his hand without hesitation, patted his waist, and a green jade slip appeared in his palm, and then handed it to Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan took over and said: "Madam, go back and tell the disciples not to leak the news, and at the same time pack up the things. We will leave here in three to five days, or in more than a month."
"Yes!" Murong Xingyun was filled with happiness, and his expression was more respectful and grateful than before. Yuwen Zhouyuan's move was undoubtedly a timely help, no... it was even more precious.
Then the woman retreated. Watching her disappear, Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed, he really had a hard life.
However, Yu Wen Zhouyuan's promise was naturally not a momentary enthusiasm, but a deliberate one.
When you drink water and remember the source, how could you have obtained the "Complete Explanation of Qihuang True Talisman" if it hadn't been for the "Qihuang True Talisman Sutra" contained in the jade slips of the Medical Fu Sect!
It is precisely because of this complete solution to the Qihuang True Talisman that I have not only become more advanced in medicine and talismans, but also in cultivation, which has laid an extremely important foundation for me to advance to the True Emperor Stage in the future!
After sending Murong Xingyun away, Yuwen Zhouyuan sank his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip. His plan was very simple. If it was a big sect, with Yuwen Zhouyuan's ability, there was certainly no way to help them migrate, but he could heal the Fu Sect.
There are only four to five hundred people, not worth mentioning!
You only need to buy a larger flying magic weapon, put them all in, and then take it to other locations safely.
This method sounds simple. With Murong Xingyun's intelligence, she might not have thought of the same idea, but she couldn't do it, because this kind of flying magical weapon is different from the one used by a single person. Not only must it have a certain scale, but it must also be
It needs to be fast, have a long range, have outstanding defense, and preferably have a certain concealment effect.
Adding up several requirements, the price is naturally quite high. The Medical Fu Sect is so dilapidated now, how can we come up with this large sum of spiritual stones?
However, Yuwen Zhouyuan was different. Last time he robbed all the belongings of Lord Jiaowen, and now what he lacks most is spiritual stones.
The thought in his mind turned. Yuwen Zhouyuan naturally did things according to his ability. Then he picked up the jade slip and sunk his consciousness into...
After a moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his head, turned into a frightening rainbow, and flew away into the distance. As for the spirit boat, Yuwen Zhouyuan certainly has it in his storage bag, but it can only carry a few people. In terms of speed and concealment,
Not satisfactory either.
If you want to carry the magic weapon for hundreds of people, you need at least a small warship, so Yuwen Zhouyuan planned to go to Fangshi.
It is said that not long ago, Yuwen Zhouyuan just came back from the market. However, although the emergence of the market was due to the insufficient number of markets, it did not mean that there were no markets in this Yuntai sea area.
It's just that there are relatively few of them, and it's also too far away from Yuntai Island.
But it doesn't matter. Yuwen Zhouyuan is still confident in his own speed. If he travels to Fangshi, the closest place to here, it will only take him several days of effort.
The so-called long nights and many dreams, although Yuwen Zhouyuan did not delay at all along the way, he tried his best to hide his breath. This has nothing to do with being timid, but in this extraordinary period, Yuwen Zhouyuan naturally does not want to cause trouble, and being safe is the most important thing.
Good place.
And with Yuwen Zhouyuan's concealment skills, coupled with Yuwen Zhouyuan's spiritual consciousness, he is far better than the monks of the same level. He seeks good luck and avoids disasters along the way. Even if he encounters the sea monster clan, he can avoid it in advance.