According to the information obtained by Fatty Wang, several sects who had escaped from the Youran Realm were stationed in the Changsen Realm.
Almost all the disciples of Youzhou City Sect are here, and their vitality was severely damaged along the way. After arriving here, the foundation that was already shaky was eaten away by the local sects, and there was a tendency that it could no longer be sustained.
Li Xuan doesn't miss Youzhou City too much. His goal this time is the Five Elements Alliance.
After stepping into the Transformation God, he had to do something quickly. It would be better to kill the enemy of the Five Elements Alliance as soon as possible.
Especially for an enemy you met in your previous life, if you calculate the time, it should not have fully risen yet, so it would be better to eradicate it while it is still weak.
It was too easy to find the target monk. Not long after Li Xuan walked in the city, he saw several monks drinking in a roadside wine shop.
They all have a familiar mark on their chests, they are members of the Five Elements Alliance's subordinate disciples.
Li Xuan thought for a moment, then walked into the wine shop and sat down at a table next to them.
As soon as my butt touched the bench, I heard the curse of one of them.
"That bastard Long Buping, sooner or later I will beat his muscles and skin him, and then I will play with his woman!"
Another monk said with a lewd smile: "Are you talking about Mo Minyi?
That woman is really a delicate flower. When the time comes, our brothers will come together and we will make sure that she will die!"
Several monks laughed loudly. Li Xuan stopped in his ears and frowned slightly.
Dragon is not equal?
Mo Minyi?
I haven't heard these two names for a long time. It turns out they are still alive... Li Xuan ordered a plate of fennel beans and a pot of water and wine. It was a lie to eat the wine, but it was true to inquire about the news.
Anyway, we have reached the Changsen Realm, so Li Xuan is not in a hurry.
In his eyes, the Five Elements Alliance is like a zombie, and there is no harm in letting them live for a few more days.
Those monks didn't know that the walls had ears, so they were still talking nonsense.
"Senior Brother Zhang, Youzhou City is already in such a state of ruin, and there are only a hundred or dozens of disciples in total. Why are we still spending so much effort to annex them?"
A horse-faced monk drank too much wine and asked a fat monk with a red face.
The fat-headed and big-eared monk squinted his eyes and said, "What do you know! What we are interested in is not those few of them, but the Lost Soul Bell!"
"The Bell of Lost Souls! Is it the magic weapon that Youzhou City won at the Demon Festival?"
The horse-faced monk was surprised.
Li Xuan also frowned slightly. He had earned the qualification to participate in the Demonic Festival in Youzhou City in the Valley of Lost Souls.
Later, he fled to Brahma and wandered all the way, but he completely forgot about this incident.
"Yes, that's the treasure.
It's annoying to say that our Changshen Realm didn't win the qualification for the Heavenly Demon Festival, but instead let the small-world shabby settlements in Youzhou City steal the limelight.
Not only did it open his eyes, Long Buping also got a Soul-Destroying Bell, which I heard is a good magic weapon!"
The fat-headed and big-eared monk said angrily.
"magic weapon!"
Several monks were almost drooling.
Almost all of them are in the golden elixir stage, and they don't even have a Nascent Soul. For them, the magic weapon is considered to be the best, let alone the magic weapon.
"Youzhou City still has such treasures!"
The horse-faced monk swallowed his saliva, "I understand, the sect leader wants to seize the Soul-falling Bell and revive the glory of our Tiansen Sect!"
"That's right!"
The fat-headed and big-eared monk laughed ferociously, "What is the use of the Lost Soul Bell if it is in the hands of Youzhou City? It can only be put to full use if it returns to our Tiansen Sect."
Several monks nodded in agreement. They were clearly scheming against others, but they acted as if they were doing something for heaven. This shameless ability was unique.
"Okay, let's eat and drink enough, take a rest, and finish this important matter tonight.
After the deed is accomplished, the sect master will give you a generous reward."
The fat-headed and big-eared monk said.
The monks became as excited as if they had been given blood, and they complimented each other before paying and leaving.
They just walked out on the front foot, and Li Xuan followed on the back foot.
After following him nonchalantly on the street for a while, he unexpectedly left Changsen City and arrived at a dilapidated ancestral hall in the suburbs.
This ancestral hall is somewhat dilapidated and looks very old.
The monks got in, and soon there were waves of snoring inside.
Li Xuan was also speechless. He thought that the Tiansen Sect would be a great existence if it was attached to the Five Elements Alliance. It turned out to be a small broken sect in the wilderness.
Youzhou City is so pitiful. It was so beautiful in the Youran Realm back then, but to come to the Changsen Realm and be coveted by such a small and broken sect is really a shame when you leave your hometown! Li Xuan was not in a hurry and took out the Vientiane Formation Disk
He activated a concealment formation and sat outside the ancestral hall to wait openly.
His whole body's aura and figure were covered by the formation disk, and even Nascent Soul monks passing by would have a hard time detecting his presence, let alone this group of trash in the ancestral hall.
Time passed quickly, and the sky became dark in a blink of an eye.
Finally there was movement in the ancestral hall. The fat-headed and big-eared monk yawned and came out. He stretched himself first, then peed behind the ancestral hall, and then shouted loudly: "Get up, everyone, don't go late.
Got it!"
All the monks woke up one after another and eagerly followed the fat-headed and big-eared monk, running wildly in the wilderness.
Li Xuan followed leisurely. In his eyes, this speed was no different from the crawling of a snail.
After running wildly, when they slowed down, Li Xuan also noticed a few familiar auras appearing on the edge of his soul.
"The dragon is not equal!"
In Li Xuan's soul, the figure of Long Buping appeared.
Although there was still a long distance between them, his face was as clear as before.
After all these years, Long Buping seems to have aged a lot.
He is not yet thirty years old, and he already has gray hair on his temples.
Long Buping was accompanied by another familiar person, Mo Minyi, who was known as the most beautiful woman in Youzhou City.
Her appearance was not old, but the haggardness in her eyebrows could not be concealed.
A bloody white cloth was placed in front of Long Buping and Mo Minyi, and they were staring blankly at the bloody words on it.
Li Xuan's mind swept away and he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
The white cloth was clearly written with the words "Hand over the Soul-Destroying Bell, and everyone in Youzhou City will survive."
"Is there anyone else who is also eyeing the Lost Soul Bell?"
Li Xuan became curious.
A common man is innocent of the crime of having a jade in his possession. Youzhou City is in such a poor condition but possesses a valuable treasure. It is no wonder that it is targeted by many forces.
"It looks like it's going to be lively tonight..." Li Xuan thought to himself, as his spirit slowly spread out, covering every plant and tree within a ten-mile radius.
Under his powerful cultivation, this place has become a restricted area that can be closed at any time. Any monk who breaks into this place will be completely exposed to Li Xuan's soul.
"Who sent this?"
Looking at the words in blood, a trace of fear flashed across Mo Minyi's face.
Ever since she left her hometown and left the Youran Realm, she had hardly had a single peaceful sleep.
Now, it seems that there will never even be a chance to sleep again, and someone finally gave them an ultimatum.
"These bastards...it seems like they are bound to get the Bell of Souls!"
Long Buping almost broke his silver teeth in anger.
"What should we do? Should we tell the city lord?"
Mo Minyi asked.
Long Buping shook his head, his eyes full of despair: "After the city lord was seriously injured, his cultivation collapsed, and now he is no different from an ordinary monk.
What's the use of telling him, can he escape this disaster?"
"But...should we just sit back and wait for death?
Why not ask Xingchen Sect and others for help? After all, they all came out of Youran Realm together, so they won’t see us in trouble, right?”
Mo Minyi said bitterly, as if even she knew that this was not a good idea.
As soon as these words came out, Long Buping burst into tears and laughter.
He said unwillingly: "Min Yi, who do you think sent this ultimatum?
In addition to the sects from the Changsen Realm, I’m afraid there are also those fellow villagers who came with us! Asking them for help might just lead a wolf into the house and swallow us up without even leaving our bones!”
"You mean...they colluded internally and externally?"
Mo Minyi took a breath, "Don't they miss our friendship at all?"
"Friendship?
If it’s a local sect, they might have spared our lives if they robbed the Soul-falling Bell… If it’s really them, I’m afraid they’ll still be alive after they robbed the treasure!”
Long Buping said angrily.
"Can you really be so cruel?"
Mo Minyi has experienced all kinds of life, but at this moment he is a little at a loss.
Long Buping sighed: "Let everyone prepare, if you can survive tonight, there may be a glimmer of hope.
Otherwise, the name Youzhou City may end here."
"I know..." Mo Minyi shuddered and silently went to arrange for other disciples to be on guard.
The night was so solemn that it seemed as if black water could form, and the gloomy wind blew against the dilapidated camp.
In Youzhou City, which was once one of the major sects in Youran Realm, there are now only a hundred people left, huddled in a makeshift camp.
Except for a stone house in the center, the others are all wooden huts, which look extremely shabby.
These monks are now guarding the perimeter of the camp, with expressions of despair on their faces.
Along the way of displacement, they have become accustomed to the strong and the weak. Facing another disaster, perhaps death will be a better relief.
"Swish, swish..." A gust of cold wind came, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be vaguely heard.
Long Buping, who had been sitting on a big rock all this time, stood up when he heard the sound and shouted loudly: "Friends from somewhere are coming, don't pretend to be ghosts."
"boom!"
With a loud sound, the gate of the camp suddenly shattered like flying butterflies.
A group of dark figures appeared outside the door, led by a fat man with a sinister smile on his face.
"Senior Brother Zhang Hao from Tiansen Sect?"
Long Buping saw this person's face clearly and couldn't help but was slightly startled before blurting out a question.
"Hehe! Fellow Daoist Long has good eyesight, he actually recognizes me."
The fat monk grinned and said, "It's Zhang Hao!"
It turns out that they are old acquaintances, and acquaintances are the most dangerous!