Yuwen Zhouyuan gave some instructions to the little white fox, and then casually threw his "Through Heart Thorn" and "Turtle Shell Shield" on the edge of the pond. The little white fox fell on the edge of the pond, looking like he had been out of breath for a long time.
Yuwen Zhouyuan entered the pool again.
As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan was hidden in the water, the Taoist priest went down to the bottom of the cliff.
"Hahahahaha! God has really treated me Feng Hongliang well. This boy turned out to be really crazy! Even the spiritual weapon was thrown here! This little white fox is also dead, how great it is!" the Taoist priest laughed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he strode towards the nearest "Tongxin Thorn". After picking up the "Tongxin Thorn", he said to himself: "It is indeed a good thing!"
Just when he was about to walk towards the little white fox, the Yu Wen Zhou Yuan hidden in the pool moved!
Feng Hongliang, who was walking towards the little white fox, seemed to feel something. He suddenly stopped and muttered: "No, no! Where did that kid go?"
"Master is here!" Following a violent roar, a water arrow shot at Feng Hongliang.
"What a good boy, how dare you plot against your Taoist master!" Feng Hongliang roared angrily and hid to the side.
"Go!" Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to know Feng Hongliang's next move. When his body moved, he raised his hand and used the fireball technique. Three large fireballs were in the shape of a cross, blocking Feng Hongliang's retreat in advance!
"You go too far!" Feng Hongliang scolded while hurriedly resisting.
"I just bullied you! What to do! Xiaobai, watch me take care of this old boy to avenge you!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said as he used the Spirit-Breaking Sword!
As soon as the spirit-breaking sword came out, Feng Hongliang's eyes were filled with fear, especially since he also sensed the difference between Yu Wen Yuan and a few hours ago. Not only did this kid recover from his injuries, but he also advanced! Although he was not a true Yuan.
period, but he is obviously stronger than himself! This is so unreasonable!
"The Thirty-Six Stratagems are the best!" Feng Hongliang said he was ready to retreat.
But in order to give himself a chance to retreat, he roared: "Master Dao, I will fight with you!" and threw the "Through Heart Thorn" in his hand towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan was afraid that the Soul-Breaking Sword in his hand would destroy the "Through Heart Thorn", so he hid on one side of his body.
But Feng Hongliang seized this moment and escaped against the wind!
It was too late for Yuwen Zhouyuan to catch up, so he yelled angrily and released the Spirit-Breaking Sword.
I saw the Spirit-Breaking Sword turning into a ray of light and striking at the back of Feng Hongliang, who was escaping far away.
"Ah!" screamed, and Feng Hongliang flew away faster.
Seeing that the power of the Spirit-Breaking Sword was slowing down, Yuwen Zhouyuan had no choice but to wave and withdraw it.
After taking it back, Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered that the broken spirit sword was stained with blood. It seemed that the scream was caused by Feng Hongliang's injury.
"Squeak!" The little white fox came to Yuwen Zhouyuan's side with a tortoise shell shield in his mouth, and rubbed his calf with his body.
"Little white fox, you are so good!" Yuwen Zhouyuan put away the tortoise shell shield, then checked the white fox's injuries, took out the medicine from the storage bag to heal Xiaobai's injuries.
"Little white fox, for the sake of convenience, I will call you Xiaobai. Xiaobai, I am going to Dianbingshan to gather and join the battle at the border. You should be careful in the future and don't get hurt again. Let's just say goodbye!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said for Xiaobai.
The white fox said after bandaging the wound.
"Zhizhi!" the little white fox shouted anxiously, with tears in his eyes.
"Aren't you willing to separate from me? But if you go to the front line, your life will be in danger at any time!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Zhizhi!" the little white fox screamed as if to say "I'm not afraid."
Yuwen Zhouyuan seemed to know what the little white fox meant. He stood up and said: "Okay, since you are willing to follow me, Yuwen Zhouyuan, I will not let you down. I think your intelligence has been opened, then we will practice together."
Bar!"
"Zhizhi!" the little white fox shouted excitedly with a smile in its eyes.
"Then let's go." As soon as Yuwen Zhouyuan finished speaking, he picked up the little white fox and used the wind control technique to fly upward.
Returning to the cliff and thinking about the life and death experience of the past few hours, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but sigh with emotion. The road to cultivating immortality is really dangerous. He has experienced life and death at the beginning. He has to cultivate to the point of "breaking through the void" and entering Taiyuan.
In the Huangshan cultivation world, we still don’t know how many difficulties we will face!
Taking a look at the little white fox in his arms, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought to himself, I can't just carry it to Dian Bingshan. It would be great if there was an object that could hold the little white fox.
Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly thought of the small bag that looked like a storage bag instead of a storage bag that came from Yan Junsheng. Could it be that it was a spirit animal bag?
Yuwen Zhouyuan took out the small bag from the storage bag and found that there was a word for beast on it. It turned out to be a spirit beast bag!
"Xiao Bai, you have a family now. You will live here for now, and I will give you a better one when I have the opportunity in the future!" After saying this, Yuwen Zhouyuan put the little white fox into the spirit beast bag, and checked the direction.
Then go to Dianbingshan Yufengxing.
In a wide valley among the green mountains, there is a military camp with three floors inside and three floors outside.
On the road leading to the military camp, there were groups of more than a dozen or dozens of people, led by government officials, coming from all over the place. Of course, there were also people who were alone and dressed strangely and looked like monks rushing towards the military camp.
go.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan had already seen the military camp from a distance. For safety and not to attract other people's attention, Yuwen Zhouyuan swallowed a Yin Geng Pill, and then used the "Zhi Yin Zhen Jue" to cultivate Yin Geng Zhen Qi.
Sixth floor.
Then he stretched, took a long breath, and said to himself: "This military camp in Bingshan is really not small. How many people and horses need to be gathered!"
"This brother doesn't know something. There are 50,000 troops gathered at Dianbingshan this time, and it is said that there are 500 monks among them!" A voice continued.
Yuwen Zhouyuan followed the sound and found a person walking from the side road. This person was about thirty years old. He was wearing a Vincent scarf, his face was like a silver plate, his eyes were like bright stars, he was wearing a blue robe, and he was holding a folding fan.
A bookish atmosphere.
This place is supposed to call people to fight on the front line, so why are there scholars? Could it be that they are also practitioners? Thinking of this, Yuwen Zhouyuan used the Spiritual Eye Technique and found that the opponent turned out to be at the eighth level of the Zhenqi stage.
"I don't know how to call you brother, but my little brother Yu Wen Zhouyuan is polite here." Yu Wen Zhouyuan said with cupped fists.
"It turns out it's Brother Yuwen. I'm Jiang Zhengming, a monk from Songfeng Academy. This time, he was ordered by his master to join the monk camp of Dongyang Kingdom and go to the border to participate in the war for training." The scholar clasped his fists and said with a smile.
After Yuwen Zhouyuan heard the words Songfeng Academy, his heart couldn't help but move. This Songfeng Academy is the largest Confucian cultivation sect in Dongyang Kingdom. It is said that it has produced great masters above the level of true kings, which is one of the best in Dongyang continent.
Big gate!
Although the Wancao Clan is much stronger than the Xiu Zhen Clan, it pales in comparison to the Songfeng Academy. It's far behind.
"It turns out to be Brother Jiang from Songfeng Academy. This boy, Yu Wen Zhouyuan, is an outer disciple of Wancao Sect. It's a blessing to meet Brother Jiang." Yu Wen Zhouyuan said hurriedly, cupping his fists.
"Brother Yuwen, you're too polite. Songfeng Academy is Songfeng Academy, and Jiang Zhengming is Jiang Zhengming. When gentlemen meet, it doesn't matter where they come from, otherwise it will be a sign!" Jiang Zhengming returned the courtesy.
"Well, no matter where you come from, Brother Jiang, I have made my friend Yuwen Zhouyuan!" Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but feel excited after hearing what Jiang Zhengming said.
"Brother Yuwen, it's getting late. Let's hurry up. If we're late, the leader of the cultivation camp will put on some shoes for us. Although you and I are not necessarily afraid of him, it's better to do less than to do more." Jiang Zhengming looked at it.
The sky turned bright and clear.
"Brother Jiang, please!" Yuwen Zhouyuan said.
"Brother Yuwen is welcome, you and I will go together." Jiang Zhengming said.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was no longer polite about the two of them being together, and took up the Wind Control Technique and rushed towards the military camp where the big flag with the word "Xiu" was hanging in the camp.
When the two arrived at the gate of the camp, they saw dozens of people queuing up at a table to register.
"Everyone who comes later will come here to register and receive their waist badges. The waist badges must be kept properly. This is a status symbol and a must-have item to record contribution points in exchange for rewards!" An old man in his fifties carrying a big sword shouted from the side.
Yuwen Zhouyuan and Jiang Zhengming queued up to register and received their waist badges. Yuwen Zhouyuan was assigned to the Dizi D group, while Jiang Zhengming was assigned to the Tianzi A group. It seems that this group depends on the family background, Yuwen
Zhou Yuan’s heart.
Yuwen Zhouyuan did not notice the other Wancao sect members who came before him. When he inquired about it, a brigade had already set off after the monks had arrived in the morning. He thought that those fellow sects were all in that brigade.
There are fifteen people in the Dizi D group, who come from different cultivation sects and cultivation families, as well as casual cultivators without backing.
The leader of the Dizi D group is a young talent in his twenties from Xuanxin Sect, with a peak cultivation level of the ninth level in the Zhenqi stage. His name is Guo Shifeng.
There is a young female cultivator in the group. She is covered by a veil and her appearance cannot be seen, but judging from her figure, she should be a beauty. Her name is Nangong Dai, and it is said that she is a disciple of the Nangong family, a family of immortal cultivators in the Dongyang Empire.
At the same time, she is a disciple of the famous Wuguang Sect of Cultivation, but I don’t know why she, with such a transcendent status, also joined the Dongyang Monk Camp and went to fight on the front line!
Because Yuwen Zhouyuan compressed his cultivation to the sixth level of the Zhenqi stage, his cultivation level was not the lowest among these fifteen people, but he was definitely among the bottom five, so he was not eye-catching.
"Fellow Taoists, from today on, our Dizi Ding group is a collective. I hope you can support Guo. Guo would like to thank you all here."
Guo Shifeng said to everyone after everyone arrived and received their clothes.
"You're welcome, Team Leader Guo. I will definitely assist Team Leader Guo in completing the mission." One of the young men with a sharp beak and eagle eyes said with his fists in hand.
"Thank you so much, Brother Tan!" Guo Shifeng said, cupping his fists.
The man who was called Brother Tan, cupped his fists and saluted everyone: "Fellow Taoists, please introduce yourselves. Brother Tan Zhengping is a disciple of the Yuntai Sect."
"By the way, fellow Taoists, please introduce yourselves quickly so that we can get closer and closer. Maybe there will be a mission tomorrow." Guo Shifeng said to everyone.
So everyone introduced themselves one by one, and soon after the introductions were completed, Yuwen Zhouyuan discovered that nine of the fifteen people came from the cultivating sect, three came from the cultivating family, and the three were casual cultivators without any sect or family.
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On the surface, everyone was in harmony, but Yuwen Zhouyuan secretly discovered that after the introduction just now, the group of fifteen people had been divided into three groups. The nine disciples of the sect, headed by Guo Shifeng and including disciples, formed a self-contained group, led by Zheng Xuande.
The three disciples from the cultivating family headed by them formed a group, and the remaining three casual cultivators formed a group.