Hua Qirong stroked his bald head and chuckled: "Brother, aren't you known as the know-it-all in your clan? You're so appetizing, and you half-talk, and you're trying to disgust me."
Jin Tailei also said: "Brother Mu, just tell me."
Hua Qirong echoed: "Yes, tell me, even if you say it wrong, we won't know, hehe."
Mu Huali was so entangled that he had no choice but to say: "This kind of swordsmanship starts with the real and the illusory, and then it starts with the illusory and the real. I don't know how to practice it after that."
Hua Qirong shook his bald head and said with a grin: "I don't understand, what is real or false? I want to ask, brother, is Jianwu very powerful?"
Mu Huali smiled and said: "Nonsense! Of course it is very powerful. This is the top cultivation method."
Hua Qirong looked longingly and said, "Senior will give me some pointers sometime."
Mu Huali felt that Hua Qirong was just daydreaming, so he just smiled and said lightly: "Maybe."
Jin Tailei pointed to the horizon and said, "Look! What is that?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan stood up and said: "Those are a group of high-level monks. What you see is the shadow of escape from light. This shadow of escape from light is not a little bit higher than the escape skills of you low-level monks."
Hua Qirong shouted in surprise: "Senior! You're awake."
Mu Huali said solemnly: "I don't know if he is an enemy or a friend?"
Muhuali had already learned from the beast-hunting tribe that there were monks in the Tongtian Gobi, so he was not surprised. He was just not sure whether they were the monks the beast-hunting tribe mentioned.
Hua Qirong said eagerly: "Senior, should we go and have a look?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "Don't provoke them, let's go quickly to see the situation of the caravan."
Jin Tailei smiled bitterly and said: "The situation of the caravan is very bad, there are heavy casualties, many people died."
In fact, after Yuwen Zhouyuan was besieged by the people from Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace, he knew that it would be difficult for the caravan to resist these monsters.
Yuwen Zhouwu said: "Let's go take a look and help if there is anything we can do. Their luck is really bad. They happened to run into this whirlpool. Unfortunately, I got entangled again."
Mu Huali said: "Yes, the entire road leading to Tianzhu Peak is not smooth now, and what happened in Tongtian Gobi is just a part of it."
Yuwen Zhouyuan heard something in his words and asked, "Did Muhuali discover something? Tell me."
Mu Huali said: "Senior, according to the people from the hunting beast clan, this incident in the Tongtian Gobi Desert was caused by the spirit ghost master. Some ancestor from the wilderness was involved, and all the people from the hunting beast clan were manipulated.
They are just puppets and tools. Just like the situation we met in the small town, they seem to be collecting souls. The difference from last time is that they seem to need strong souls with resentment."
Yuwen Zhouyuan pondered for a long time, and he couldn't understand the mystery. Looking at the scattered sword lights in the distance, he murmured to himself: "What kind of ancestor is this? Who is he?"
Jin Tailei asked: "Senior, who were you fighting just now?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan sighed and said: "It's the monks from the Liuyun Peak Zhenwu Palace. They went to the Tongtian Gobi to set up traps... Forget it, let's not talk about it. This matter is a bit inexplicable. Let's go back to the caravan to take a look.
Bar."
Hua Qirong's expression changed after hearing this, and he held back what he wanted to say.
The four of them landed in the middle of the caravan camp. Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the tragic situation in disbelief. He took out a few healing elixirs and said: "Muhuali, find some water and dissolve the elixirs into the injured.
Drink it. Where is Commander-in-Chief Ye Honglin? Take me to see him."
Mu Huali pointed to Ye Honglin who was sitting on the ground, took the elixir, and went to treat the wounded. Hua Qirong and Jin Tailei also stepped forward to help.
Yuwen Zhouyuan walked slowly to Ye Honglin and looked at him speechlessly.
"I'm sorry for these brothers who followed me. So many people died... Oh! The hunter-beast clan! I... Why do I insist on moving forward? I'm so obsessed." Ye Honglin's eyes were straight.
Staring at the machete stuck in front of him, he said with regret and regret.
As the leader of the caravan, Ye Honglin simply could not face this disaster. When the caravan reached this point, it was certain that it would disband and close its doors.
Yuwen Zhouyuan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Ye Honglin, there is nothing to regret. Since the matter has happened, we must find a way to solve it. We will talk about the rest later. But now you have to go back. There are still many things ahead.
There are more monsters."
Ye Honglin raised his head, and Yuwen Zhouyuan found that his eyes were blood red.
Ye Honglin growled: "Why do the beast hunting tribe do this? Damn... why do they?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan shook his head and said: "They are controlled by others, and they can't help themselves."
Ye Honglin was stunned, because he knew that the entire hunting beast clan practiced innate warrior physical skills, and there were very few monks due to their physical constitution. Since they were controlled, then... Two lines of tears flowed down for a while.
, turned out to be red blood tears.
Ye Honglin knew that he would never be able to avenge this revenge in his lifetime, and he was definitely not able to deal with someone who could control the beast-hunting tribe.
After all, Ye Honglin is a man who travels all over the world. He calmed down after a while, with a look of perseverance on his face.
Yuwen Zhouyuan secretly admired in his heart: "This man's willpower is extraordinary. It is really remarkable that he can cheer up so quickly after suffering such a heavy blow."
Ye Honglin bowed deeply to Yuwen Zhouyuan and said, "Thank you, senior!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan nodded and said, "Go ahead!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan turned around and saw Gong Weilin lying in the muddy water, with one hand still holding the body-spirit spear tightly. He hurriedly stepped forward to help him, only to find that his body was already stiff.
Gong Weilin's eyes were staring at the sky aimlessly. There was a big hole in his stomach, but his intestines were hanging on the horn of a corpse-splitting beast nearby. Yuwen Zhouyuan gently closed his eyelids, and couldn't help but sigh for life.
of fragility.
Gong Weilin persisted until the end and died. After he rescued Abalone Foot, he was accidentally hit in the stomach by a corpse-splitting beast running back, although he shot the corpse-splitting beast with a body spirit weapon spear.
, but I can’t do it either.
Everyone who came with Gong Wei Lin and several business friends he met on the road died cleanly. No one escaped this catastrophe.
Ye Honglin cheered up and commanded the exhausted guards to collect the bodies of his dead companions.
A thick smoke drifted over, and someone shouted: "The grassland is burning! It's on fire!"
The fire burst into flames, making crackling sounds, and the flames mixed with smoke and dust shot straight into the sky.
The camp suddenly became chaotic again. Everyone knew that grassland fires are very scary. Ye Honglin roared at the top of his lungs, trying to calm everyone down.
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked at the direction of the wind. Fortunately, it was not blowing towards the camp. He shouted: "Muhuali, come with me to put out the fire!"
Mu Huali shouted: "Senior, look!"
I saw the flash of sword light in the distance, and the monks there also noticed the fire here and flew towards this direction quickly.
Mu Huali asked: "Senior, shall we go up to meet him?"
Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "Wait a minute and take a look before talking." He already had some doubts about the monks here.
Mu Huali felt strange. Through recent contacts, he discovered that Yuwen Zhouyuan liked to make friends the most, but this time he seemed to be very cold. He didn't know why.
Hua Qirong ran over and said, "Senior, there are many monks flying over there."
Yuwen Zhouyuan ignored Hua Qirong's shouting. He looked up to the sky with a calm expression on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking.
A dozen monks passed by from above and rushed towards the fire.
Mu Huali said in surprise: "Where do these monks come from? Why are there so many? It's strange, there are always very few monks in the Central Sanctuary."
Yuwen Zhouyuan said: "It seems that they are not monks from the Central Sanctuary. Look at their clothes, they are completely different from the people here."
Mu Huali nodded and said: "It's really different. Senior, let's go say hello."
Yuwen Zhouyuan said calmly: "They will come, we just wait."
The group of monks flew over the fire field and immediately started fighting. Dozens of thunderbolts flashed in succession, causing the fire field to explode with sparks and rumbles.
One of the girls seemed to be the leader, shouting loudly, saying that this move was wrong and that move was not fast enough. The group of monks worked very hard to put out the fire using various methods.
Yuwen Zhouyuan and the others were dumbfounded. Where did this guy come from? Their actions were really confusing.
The fire quickly subsided. The girl in the lead gave an order, and the other monks shot their flying swords at the same time. The sky was filled with sword light for a while, and the scene was quite spectacular.
Mu Huali couldn't help but laugh and said: "Haha, they are quite beautiful. Maybe they are cultivation disciples of some sect, coming out to practice cultivation. Haha, they are really rare."
Yuwen Zhouyuan observed carefully and felt that what Mu Huali said made sense. Only a few of these monks had reached the early stage of a true master, and most of them were still at a very ordinary stage of cultivation.
The girl who commanded them was about the level of a mid-level true master, and could be considered a master of cultivation. Behind her stood a monk, who was at a higher level than her. He stood silently and looked around, as if he was watching.
What are you guarding against?
After a while, the monks finished extinguishing the fire and flew towards the caravan's camp. They landed on the ground and were very surprised to see the miserable condition of the caravan, and started talking among themselves in low voices.
Just listen to the girl saying: "Everyone, be quiet! This is the caravan in the Central Sanctuary. It seems that they have just been attacked by the monsters here. No more words now, all the disciples go to treat the wounded. This is what you came to practice.
One of the goals is to act quickly!”
Yuwen Zhouyuan understood her words, which were the language of Dongyuan Sanctuary. Except for Hua Qirong, most of the others, including Dexing, did not understand what they were talking about.
The group of monks immediately dispersed and went to treat the wounded seriously. Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly felt good about them and felt that they were like real monks.