Hang Zilong sighed: "Now that the city lord is away, Yun Zhan and Murong Zi were specially invited by us to help out. Without their protection, Youzhou City would be in danger.
To save their face, sometimes something has to be sacrificed."
"I see."
Li Xuan never expected any fairness.
In the world of monks, only cultivation and strength are valued. No matter what Li Xuan's abilities are, the choice between Hang Zilong and Tong Lin is clear! "No matter who is right or wrong this time, if Yunjin is injured, you will be punished."
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Before things settle down, you should stay in confinement for a few days. This is also for your own good."
Tong Lindao.
"good."
Li Xuan nodded.
Li Xuan was put into a small room and given three meals a day.
Li Xuan simply took advantage of the rare quiet time and continued to consolidate his cultivation.
The cultivation level was rapidly consolidated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a big event also happened outside the confinement room! On the evening of the third day of Li Xuan's confinement, there was a huge explosion in Situ's house.
The bottomless corpse cave finally broke out of the ground.
At first, the strong men in Youzhou City didn't pay attention at all, thinking it was just an invasion by ordinary monsters. But as more and more zombies appeared, they finally understood that this was a huge disaster! The entire monks in Youzhou City
They were all busy fighting off the zombies and were exhausted.
The city was half lit by fire and half dark.
The dark place is an area occupied by zombies, which is constantly expanding.
In a large hall, the injured Yunjin was sleeping soundly again. Murongzi stood by, looking at his son with tenderness in his eyes.
Suddenly there was a whistling sound outside.
Murong Zi frowned, walked out of the room and snorted coldly: "Yun Mastiff, stop yelling there, and don't disturb your son's sleep! I'm telling you, you can handle those zombies by yourself, unless you let me kill them.
If you kill that Huoxuan, I won’t take action otherwise!”
Yun Mastiff said: "Hmph, can't you see what Hang Zilong and Tong Lin mean? They clearly want to keep Huo Xuan.
These are extraordinary times, if we really kill Huo Xuan, things will be out of control."
"So what! The worst we can do is leave Youzhou City.
This is not your city, so what does the chaos have to do with you and me?"
Murongzi said dismissively.
“After all, it’s my eldest brother’s hard work.
The cultivation resources you and I have obtained for so many years have come from Youzhou City, so how can we just say that we just don’t care.
I know you hate Huo Xuan, but you don’t have to do it yourself to take revenge on that kid."
Yun Mastiff said, "I have a way to make him die without a burial place. This will not only avenge Jin'er, but also make Hang Zilong and the others unable to say anything."
"Oh, come and listen."
Murongzi's eyes lit up.
"The zombie army has invaded Youzhou City, and it seems that it can no longer be saved."
Yun Mastiff said in a deep voice, "I heard that there are similar zombie tides in other parts of Youran World, and the entire Youran World will soon be affected. I have discussed with Hang Zilong to withdraw the main force in the city, leaving only a few people to resist the zombies."
"It's so serious!"
Murong Zi's expression changed, "Is it possible that the legendary catastrophe of ten thousand years is coming?"
"The catastrophe of ten thousand years is not terrible, but it is a great opportunity for us."
Yun Mastiff smiled and said, "In troubled times, great treasures emerge. If you and I can seize the opportunity, it will not be impossible for us to have a glimpse of the realm of transformation gods, break through the realm, and ascend."
"You have a point!"
Murongzi's eyes shone.
For Yuanying monks like these two, transforming into a god is a huge difficulty.
Some Nascent Soul monks were unable to transform their souls despite spending hundreds of years of life, and thus died with hatred.
It has been thousands of years since there has been an ascended god-transformation monk in Youran Realm. Yun Zhan and Murong Zi have been forming Nascent Souls for many years, but they are still far away from becoming gods, and there seems to be no hope at all.
But if you can obtain a valuable treasure in the chaotic world of zombies, it will be completely different.
"In this way, the zombie invasion is actually a good thing."
Murongzi still had a little doubt.
"You have to give it a try no matter what," Yun Mastiff said. "Fortunately, if you and I join forces, we don't have to be afraid when we encounter strong zombies."
"So good!"
Murong Zi nodded and said, "But what does this matter have to do with dealing with Huo Xuan?"
"It's very simple...send that kid to the front line, how many days do you think he can survive?"
Yun Mastiff said.
Murong Zi was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "As expected, you are still cunning.
In this case, I leave this matter to you, but it’s a pity that I can’t see him die at the hands of zombies with my own eyes!”
...On the seventh day after Li Xuan was locked up, the door opened.
Hang Zilong stood at the door and said with a stern face: "Something big happened..." In fact, Li Xuan had already sensed the movement outside, but he was not in a hurry.
The outbreak of the bottomless corpse cave had long been expected by Li Xuan, it was only a matter of time.
Youzhou City is currently in big trouble, and he must step forward to solve it.
Just when Li Xuan was about to propose to Hang Zilong, he suddenly heard a sneer.
Murong Zi appeared behind Hang Zilong and said coldly: "Elder Hang, what are you waiting for? Announce it to him quickly."
Hang Zilong sighed and said: "Huo Xuan, during the past few days when you were imprisoned, Youzhou City..." Hang Zilong briefly explained the situation of the zombie invasion, and finally said: "I will take the main monks of Youzhou City to leave temporarily.
, as for you... you have to stay."
Li Xuan was stunned for a moment and understood immediately.
Hang Zilong was forced to give up on himself.
That's fine, let's settle the grudges.
Li Xuan kept silent and allowed the situation to develop.
Hang Zilong gave Li Xuan a day to prepare. He walked out of the confinement room and entered Youzhou City.
Half of the city has been occupied, there are few pedestrians on the streets, and many shops have closed early.
The whole city looked as if it was about to be abandoned, and there was a heavy air of death everywhere.
Further away, the area occupied by zombies is filled with black air, giving people a strong sense of ominousness.
Li Xuan was walking on the street when suddenly someone called out from the corner: "Fellow Taoist Huoxuan!"
Li Xuan turned around and saw that it was Fatty Wang.
"Why are you here?"
Fatty Wang forced a smile: "I've heard that you came back from Lost Soul Valley, but I never had a chance to congratulate you."
Li Xuan waved his hand: "Don't make false moves with me. You should be very clear about the current situation in the city, right?"
"It's over..." Fatty Wang sighed, "The situation in the city is tense. The main force will be withdrawn soon. The people left behind will definitely become cannon fodder. Those who don't want to die will have fled long ago."
"Then why don't you leave?"
Li Xuan asked.
Fatty Wang shrugged his fat shoulders and said, "Where can I go?
The sky is vast, where is my home?”
Listening to his emotion, Li Xuan said calmly: "With the war, information will become more precious and various supplies will become in short supply. Maybe you can take the opportunity to make a big fortune."
Fatty Wang chuckled: "You still understand my thoughts.
As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger, this time I am going to give it a try. If I succeed, I will naturally get a lot of money. If I fail, I will lose a lot of money. I will not lose money!"
Seeing Fatty Wang's cheerful face, Li Xuan said calmly: "Then I will give you the first business."
"What a big deal!"
Fatty Wang's eyes lit up.
"Any news that you think is important, I want it all!"
Li Xuan said, "I will also stay in Youzhou City and ask for information every ten days.
The price is easy to talk about.”
Li Xuan took out a cloth bag and threw it to Fatty Wang. The spirit stone inside made a crisp sound when it hit.
As soon as Fatty Wang took it, the heavy weight made his breathing quicken.
"Gulu..." Fatty Wang swallowed his saliva, "You are so generous!"
"As long as your information is timely and accurate, it will be of great benefit to you."
Li Xuan said.
Fatty Wang gritted his teeth, took out something from his arms, and handed it to Li Xuan solemnly, saying: "Since you trust Fatty so much, we won't hide anything from you. You pick one of these pair of Thousand Mile Cranes and take it with you. We will use it in the future."
It comes to communicate with each other.”
"Qianli Crane!"
Li Xuan looked at the pair of black and white paper cranes in his palm and was slightly startled.
This object is a communication puppet created using paper as a medium and using the mechanism puppet technique. As long as there is a trace of consciousness, it can cross thousands of mountains and rivers and deliver the message to the target accurately.
Thousand-mile cranes usually come in pairs, with Fatty Wang holding one and Li Xuan holding one for communication at any time.
The two of them each input a trace of spiritual consciousness on the paper crane, then exchanged it with each other and collected it carefully.
"You must be careful."
Before leaving, Fatty Wang did not forget to warn him.
Li Xuan laughed and said: "You should tell those zombies to be careful!"