Weilu Mountain is full of greenery, with rugged rocks, peaks and rocks, and ancient trees and pines.
This famous mountain, known as the No. 1 Immortal Hall in the World, Wanghaitang on Weilu Mountain is also the last holy place of the existing shaman sect on this land.
Then even this holy land was not immune to the persecution of the Japanese Ninjas. Even the thousand-year-old Guanyin Pavilion on Weilu Mountain was not spared.
Wanghaitang is located on Wanghai Mountain, the main peak of Weilu Mountain. It is dedicated to Master Hu Santai and Grandma Hu Santai of the shaman sect.
At this time, there was a sense of solemnity in Wanghai Hall, especially the main hall, which was filled with people, including Taoists and Buddhists.
Some of the people were still injured and looked miserable, as if they had just escaped from a big battle.
All this is because the cultivation sects on Weilu Mountain have been almost wiped out, and only Wanghaitang is left.
And all the ninjas in the mountain are slowly surrounding this place.
Sitting in the main seat was a silver-haired old woman, smoking a dry cigarette, puffing away smoke, and looking at everyone in front of her with a smile.
She is Mrs. Hu.
No matter what the leader of the shaman faction in Wanghaitang was called before, when he started to lead the shaman faction, he only had two names to use.
Grandma Hu San, Mrs. Hu San.
"Hu Santana, you are a senior and you represent the shaman sect. In this situation, you should say something!"
The speaker was a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe. He belonged to the Beimao sect and his Taoist name was Bai Song.
"Guanyin Pavilion suffered such a tragedy, Wanghaitang stayed closed, and I didn't complain at all. But in this situation, Mrs. Hu San still needs to make an idea."
A great monk said in a calm tone, but everyone could still hear a hint of resentment in his ears.
Wanghaitang and Guanyin Pavilion are close to each other, so it is normal for the great monk to have some resentment. If he had not received Wanghaitang's favor and finally been able to hide in during a life-and-death situation, the great monk would have transformed into a raging King Kong.
There was a lot of discussion in the room.
They are all cultivators on Welu Mountain. They were either chased here by the Japanese, or they received the news in advance and came here to avoid disaster.
With such a large group of people here, of course Hu Santana is the backbone.
Hu Santai was still smiling, but the face of a young girl in red standing next to her was a little ugly.
The girl in red looks less than ten years old, with a pretty face and a bit of displeasure in her beautiful eyes.
"Master Huiming, if we, Wanghaitang, hadn't taken action to frighten the Japanese people who were chasing you, you would have been buried in Welu Mountain. What are your intentions for saying such things here?"
The voice sounded like an oriole, but it was like a sharp thorn that penetrated deeply into the heart of this great monk.
Master Huiming's clothes were tattered and dirty, and he was indeed in a very embarrassed state. It would be a lie to say that he didn't have any resentment toward Wanghaitang.
That's why he said that.
"Qing'er, don't be rude."
Hu Santai finally spoke and scolded the young girl beside her.
The girl known as Qing'er pursed her lips and stepped aside. She really had no interest in this crowd of people.
Usually everyone practices in Weilu Mountain and absorbs incense. Although there are contacts between each other, there are more conflicts and contradictions.
Now that something has happened, they all run to Wanghaitang, which is simply shameless.
Hu Santai licked her lips, puffed out the smoke, then took out the brass cigarette rod and stood up slowly. The girl on the side hurried over to help her.
Grandma Hu Santai waved her hand and refused to answer. She stood there and said with a smile: "You guys came over in a swarm and asked me, an old woman, to make up my mind. What ideas can I make to go back with them?"
Everyone's expression changed slightly.
The number and strength of the Japanese ninjas who came this time exceeded their imagination. With these remnant soldiers, rushing out to fight against the Japanese ninjas all over the mountains and plains was basically the same as risking death.
Taoist Bai Song, as the representative of Beimao, also stood up and held up his hands, saying: "Mrs. Hu Santa, Pindao's Taoist temple was basically destroyed by the Japanese. Pindao must avenge this deep hatred, but..."
"I also hope Hu Santai will allow Pindao and Mingfeng Temple to rest here for three days."
Taoist Baisong has decided that in three days, he will go out to Wanghaitang to avenge the dead disciples of Mingfengguan.
But listen to what he said.
Everyone present knows that walking out of Wanghaitang now is basically the same as committing suicide.
Taoist Bai Song said this and looked around at everyone, but no one responded to his words.
This is how most people live. How can they die generously if they can live an ignoble existence?
The girl in red, who was called Qing'er, had contempt in her eyes, but when she looked at Taoist Bai Song, her eyes were full of excitement.
As the proud daughter of Wanghaitang, known as the most talented child in hundreds of years, she really wanted to walk out of Wanghaitang and meet those Japanese ninjas who dared to come to dinner.
But unfortunately, my great-grandmother, Hu Santai, disagreed.
Mrs. Hu Santai saw everyone's reactions in her eyes, but her cloudy eyes did not change at all, and her wrinkled face was calm.
"We are both cultivators. I am very happy that you can come here at this time. This is because you look up to Wanghaitang..." Mrs. Hu Santai first expressed her position, and then continued: "You will come to Wanghaitang, I guess.
, it’s also because of the Five Immortals Formation, but since the Japanese are so aggressive, the wolf’s ambition is obvious, and the Five Immortals Formation with aircraft and artillery cannot stop them.”
As soon as this statement came out.
Everyone immediately started whispering.
Some of them were just following the crowd. When they saw a large number of practitioners, they hid in Wanghai Hall and followed suit.
I don’t even know what the Five Immortals Formation is.
"Hey, fellow Taoist Zi Lin, what is this Five Immortals Formation? It sounds very powerful."
"No way, you don't even know about the Five Immortals Formation."
"..."
When the girl in red heard their whispers, she snorted, feeling very proud, with a look of arrogance on her face.
The Five Immortals Formation is a mountain-protecting formation arranged by Wanghaitang based on the main peak of Weilu Mountain. Once activated, it is enough to destroy all enemies entering Wanghaitang.
The Five Immortals Formation has never failed.
"and……"
The girl in red also took a step forward and said: "We Wanghai Hall doesn't have much food and rice, so we can't support so many idle people."
Practitioners are also human beings, and they also need to eat and drink.
If Taoism had not reached the level of Xu Ping, there would be no way to get rid of grains.
Idle person?!
Hearing the girl in red use such words to describe it, many cultivators immediately had expressions of confusion on their faces.
But more people had solemn faces and were deep in thought.
yes.
Relying on Wanghaitang's Five Immortals Formation to hide is only temporary. You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime.
Moreover, the situation at the bottom of the mountain will only be worse than on the mountain, and it is impossible for reinforcements to come.
There seems to be only two roads in front of you. Either, like Mingfeng Temple, take advantage of this moment and go down the mountain.
As long as they can sneak into the city, there may be a glimmer of hope.
Or, starve to death or be bombarded by cannons.
These Japanese people don't have their character, and their attitude towards firearms is definitely to use them if they can be used.
surrender?!
This idea began to appear in many people's minds.
They were not very united to begin with, and everyone had their own thoughts. Now that the girl in red reminded them, everyone felt even more uneasy.
Mrs. Hu Santa saw that everyone fell into silence, and the sound of needle drops could be heard in the whole hall. She resisted her craving for cigarettes, coughed twice, and ordered: "These people are guests, Qing'er, go and arrange guest rooms for them..."
As she said that, she looked at the crowd and said, "There are many people and the rooms are limited. I hope you can forgive me for the poor reception."
"Where, where."
"Thank you very much, Mrs. Hu, for disturbing me for three days. I will kill you down the mountain with Taoist Bai Song."
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Hu."
Everyone expressed their gratitude, but few said they would follow him down the mountain.
Most practitioners still hold a wait-and-see attitude. If they can live one day, it is one day.
Their total total is only over 200 people. If they rush out of Wanghaitang and enter the mountains and forests.
That was the home ground of the Japanese Ninjas. Apart from one death, there was basically no difference.
"Hu Santai."
Just when everyone was preparing to wait for the arrangements and go to rest, a discordant voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
The one who shouted was a young man, he looked handsome, but everyone looked at him very strangely, and they didn't know which sect he belonged to.
Seeing that everyone looked at him, the young man was neither humble nor arrogant. Instead, he began to introduce himself, "I am Qian Feng. I am the son of Miao Zhu of the Weilu Mountain Temple. I wonder if you can listen to what I am going to say next."
The temple priest of Weilu Shanshan Temple is named Qian Haishan, and everyone knows him. We also heard that he has a son, but he rarely shows up, so no one knows about him.
"Young Master Qian will tell you what you want to say. Your Majesty died in the hands of the Japanese Ninjas for Weilu Mountain, and everyone admires you very much."
Qian Feng slightly bent down to express his thanks, and then said loudly: "I have an idea. Since Wanghaitang's Five Immortals Formation is so powerful, why not use Mr. Kong Ming's strategy back then and give them an empty city strategy."
"Empty city plan?"
"What's the meaning?"
Hu Santai also frowned, not understanding what bold ideas the young man in front of her had.
Qian Feng talked eloquently: "Three days later, all of us went down the mountain with Taoist Baisong. We divided our troops into several groups. If we can rush out, that would be the best. If we don't rush out, we will pretend to be repelled by the Japanese Ninja people and lose.
He abandoned his armor and fled back in embarrassment."
"At that time, they will think that we are no longer capable of fighting, and they will definitely attack on a large scale..."
Mrs. Hu Santa said with a smile: "Then our Wanghaitang will activate the Five Immortals Formation again. After they enter Wanghaitang, we will annihilate these Japanese ninjas in one fell swoop?"
"exactly."
Qian Feng looked excited.
Grandma Hu Santa shook her head and chuckled: "Young man, do you think those Japanese people would be so familiar with the layout of the gates of Weilu Mountain if there were no spies to lead the way?"
Qian Feng's face froze and he was speechless.
And Mrs. Hu Santa's words also pulled everyone into a cruel reality.
yes!
The other party's actions were obviously well-prepared, and he must have instigated many spies to rebel. He must also be very familiar with Wanghaitang's Five Immortals Formation.
Otherwise, Wanghaitang would not be placed at the end.
Hu Santana didn't want to mention this at first, and everyone was avoiding it consciously, but now that she was so stunned, she directly lifted off the foot wrap, and everyone's faces suddenly became a little ugly.
Nowadays, the forces in Wanghaitang are complicated. Some sects only have one or two people, and some still retain some strength.
No one can say whether there are spies hidden among these people.
Mrs. Hu Santa didn't want to cause another disturbance, so she deliberately didn't mention this matter.
Above the main hall, suddenly everyone was in danger.
No one can guarantee whether a knife will suddenly be inserted into their heart from behind.
Qian Feng also knew at this time that he had said the wrong thing, and he lowered his head timidly, not daring to say anything again.
At this time, Taoist Bai Song took the lead to break the silence: "No matter what your decision is, we at Mingfeng Temple will definitely walk out of Wanghaitang in three days."
When he said these words just now, everyone still respected him, and some bloody San people also decided to follow Mingfeng Guanqian.
But now...
But there was a question that they had to consider.
Could it be that Mingfeng Guan's move was to tip off the Japanese ninjas? Could it be that they were going to die even though they knew they were invincible?
The ultimate goal of a practitioner is immortality, so all practitioners value life the most.
Are they really going to die?
Although no one spoke, Taoist Bai Song also noticed that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He frowned and suddenly looked angry.
"snort!"
After snorting coldly, he saluted Mrs. Hu Santai and left angrily.
Hu Santai also knew that there was a crisis of trust in Wanghaitang. After all, she was the owner of this place. After pondering for a moment, she said loudly: "From this moment on, no bird will fly out of Wanghaitang. In the same way, there will be no bird flying out of Wanghaitang."
One more person will be brought in."
"As for Mingfeng Guan's actions after three days, if there are people who are willing to follow, Wanghaitang will not stop you. If you continue to stay, Wanghaitang will not drive you away, but there is only one thing. Each sect should check its own sects.
, if there is any action, obey the unified management of Wanghaitang."
Say it.
The hall remained silent, no one spoke.
Mrs. Hu Santai's eyes turned cold, and a demonic aura suddenly filled her body. The temperature of the entire hall became cold. She said lightly: "Can you do it?"
After all, there are people under the roof. Master Huiming was the first to express his position: "Guanyin Pavilion is willing to obey Wanghaitang's dispatch."
"Witch Doctor Mountain is willing."
"I am willing to obey Wanghaitang's instructions."
"..."
The people in the hall expressed their agreement one after another, and then slowly dispersed, until finally, only Grandma Hu and the girl in red beside her were left.
"Tainai, since there may be spies among these people, why don't you drive them all out?" The girl Qing'er couldn't understand and asked in a sweet voice.
Grandma Hu Santa smiled and said earnestly: "We are facing a powerful enemy, and we are our comrades. How can we do such a thing? We should put the overall situation first in everything."
"Besides, who can guarantee that there are no spies in our Wanghai Hall?"
The girl in red looked pale and was speechless.
Just at this time, a disciple of Wanghaitang walked in from the door, bowed and said, "Tai Nai, Miss Qing'er, there are two people outside who want to enter Wanghaitang. Do you want to let them in?"
Recalling what Tai Nai said just now, Qing'er said directly: "Just say that Wanghaitang has closed its doors to thank guests, and let them leave as soon as possible."
Madam Hu Santa had just lit up her cigarette and puffed out a puff of smoke when she suddenly asked, "Did they say who they were?"
The disciple said truthfully: "Yes, a young one said his name was Xu Ping, and the older one claimed to be Taoist Master Feng Yang of Baiyun Temple."
"Um?"
Madam Hu Santa's expression changed, she hurriedly put down the cigarette in her hand and said, "Quick, invite them in."