"Huh, of course we are not alone in this sect. We are definitely not the only ones who are dissatisfied with the Tianmu sect's occupation of spiritual veins. In the past, we had to compromise because of their power. Now we have an opportunity to take advantage of it. We can contact them.
Other sects and families..." Fu Biao said with a gloomy expression.
"Unite with other sects?" Yue Tong stretched out his index finger and tapped lightly on the table in front of him. Obviously, he was considering this suggestion from his junior brother.
"Senior brother, there is nothing to hesitate. Although contacting other people will reduce the benefits of our sect, but who makes the Tianmu sect so powerful that our sect cannot swallow it up alone, but their accumulation over thousands of years is absolutely rich and enough.
We have divided it up, not to mention that within a radius of 500 miles, our sect is the largest force besides the Tianmu Sect. Once the big event is successful, we can occupy the location with the most spiritual energy. After dozens or hundreds of years, we will have more disciples.
By advancing to a high-level monk, our sect can become one of the first-class sects in Youzhou. Don't miss such a good opportunity to shine brightly. Then, senior brother, you will be able to leave your name in history..." Fu Biao still persuaded tirelessly.
"Okay, then do what your junior brother wants." Although Yue Tong was mature and prudent, he couldn't withstand the other party's temptation in the end: "I'm betting!"
"Don't worry, senior brother, we will definitely succeed." Fu Biao was overjoyed and immediately clapped his chest and promised: "Without further delay, let's leave here first."
"good!"
The two of them left the Yingbin Building and were about to go down the mountain in the shadow of the light. Suddenly a group of disciples of the Tianmu Sect came over. The leader, who was about thirty years old, held a command flag and clasped his fists in salute: "Yu Yang, see you, senior. I'm here.
The deacons of our sect have just received the order from the head master. Some young people have sneaked into Tianmu Mountain. Several uncles have already rushed to deal with it. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, seniors please not move around at will and stay at the reception for the time being.
Lou, after the matter is resolved tomorrow morning, our sect will naturally send all the seniors down the mountain."
Although he said this tactfully, the expressions of the monks who were sent abroad changed. Fu Biao even sneered and provoked: "What do you mean by this, do you want to put us under house arrest?"
"I don't dare. I don't dare. I don't think this junior has such intention. I'm just asking you to stay temporarily in accordance with the decree of the master." Yu Yang was startled and quickly explained with an anxious expression.
But Fu Biao had a ulterior motive and naturally intended to make the scene chaotic: "It sounds nice, let us stay temporarily, and you dare to say that it is not house arrest. No matter how powerful your Tianmu sect is, you can't do whatever you want. A mere cultivator in the foundation building stage can't do it."
Talk to us like this."
Before he finished speaking, his right hand turned into a claw. He grabbed it as hard as he could.
Yu Yang's face turned pale and he naturally did not dare to confront him forcefully. He floated back and at the same time raised the command flag in his hand: "Set up the formation. Stop him!"
Suddenly, all kinds of strange lights shot up into the sky, and the disciples of the Tianmu Sect each released their own spiritual weapons. Although they were only at the foundation-building stage, they joined hands to form a formation that was both offensive and defensive, and its power should not be underestimated.
What a shame!
Of course, this formation does not refer to the restrictions imposed by formation plates and formation flags, but refers to the mutual assistance of offense and defense formed by disciples of the same sect after long-term training and running-in.
It's a bit like the formations used in multi-person fights in secular martial arts, such as Shaolin's "Arhat Stick Formation", Wudang Sect's "Zhenwu Sword Formation" and so on.
Of course, the changes performed by the monks are more magical and more powerful.
Fu Biao missed with one blow. He said "Hey" and saw that many of the opponent's foundation-building disciples had surrounded him. A sinister look flashed across his face, he opened his mouth, and spit out a sharp light.
After the sharp light circled above his head, the brilliance dissipated, and it turned out to be a large sword. However, its sparkling light and extraordinary sharpness were far beyond the comparison of ordinary spiritual weapons.
"magic weapon!"
Yu Yang's expression changed, and he waved the spiritual weapon in his hand: "Junior brothers, be careful. Everyone should stand in their own positions, so as not to be defeated by him one by one."
"Hmph, a group of small foundation-building monks just want to stop me, and they don't know their own strength!"
After Fu Biao gave a cold shout, he pointed at the magic weapon above his head. Suddenly, the big knife was wrapped in a layer of green light, and he slashed at the opponent...
Naturally, Yue Tong would not let his junior brother fight alone, so he took out a magic weapon in the shape of a ruler and joined the battle group.
However, soon, the two discovered that things were not as simple as they imagined. Although with their own cultivation in the Dan Condensation stage, there was no problem in winning. However, facing dozens of Foundation Establishment stage monks who had jointly set up positions, it would take several minutes to defeat the opponent.
It's time, but don't forget that this is the territory of Tianmu Mountain, and more disciples of this sect are coming from all directions.
As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four, and a hero cannot stand against a large number of people. No matter how arrogant Fu Biao is, he knows that procrastination is not good for him. Just in case the elders of Tianmu Mountain arrive after handling the affairs...
"Fellow fellow Taoists, are you all prepared to sit back and wait for death, allowing the Tianmu Sect to do whatever they want and manipulate themselves..." Fu Biao's tongue bloomed, wanting to drag other monks in the elixir condensation stage into the water.
However, the results were not great, and most people were watching indifferently. Now that the situation is unclear, it is not wise to make a decision rashly. It should be noted that any of these guys can condense into a golden elixir.
So gullible.
Only two people joined the battle group, but whether they were bewitched by Fu Biao or had other ulterior motives is anyone's guess...
But no matter what, after having two allies, the four Dan Condensing Stage monks joined forces, but it cannot be blocked by the formation of dozens of Foundation Establishing Stage disciples.
As the leader, Yu Yang stood outside the formation holding the command flag, but the expression on his face became increasingly ugly. Suddenly, he raised his hand, took out a blank talisman, lowered his head and said something hurriedly,
Then he raised his hand, and the transmission note turned into a streak of fire and disappeared into the night sky.
But at this moment, Master Kumu and several junior brothers were flying away from the light like a valley of strange medicines. Suddenly a transmission note flew over. Ning Yufan stretched out his hand and caught it in his palm. After sinking into his consciousness to check,
His face became very ugly.
"Junior brother Ning, what happened?"
Ning Yufan did not answer, but threw the transmission talisman in the middle of the crowd, and several masters at the Dan Condensation stage used their spiritual consciousness to examine it.
"Damn it, the two guys from the Xueying Sect are so bold. I'm going to capture them right away." The man who spoke was the mighty-looking man.
"Junior Brother Lu, please don't act recklessly." Master Kumu pondered for a moment: "Junior Brother Ning, you should go and have a look!"
"Yes, Senior Brother Head." Ning Yufan nodded, turned into a ray of light, and headed towards the Yingbin Building.