793 , I heard the news of life in desperation, and rescued the demon in the snowy night
Just as Liu Dayou and Yan Wuhuan were discussing with divine thoughts in the sky, the great monks in the camp where Ye Ming and others were also discussing things. Xin Yuqi asked Ye Ming, "The team led by Yulin and Ming Zhang both chose the camp that Master Liu pointed out. Why did you insist on staying here?"
Nian Qiuye said, "Actually, this is not what my master meant alone. We don't like to follow Liu Dayou very much. Even if he has no malice, who knows there are other tricks? Besides, we have built such a circle of solid earth slopes that can withstand the strong winds. It's not a big deal if it's just snow falling. Even if the weather gets worse after a while, we can find a better camp on our own, and there is no need to live in a designated place by Liu Dayou."
Xin Yuqi covered her mouth and smiled, "Fairy Qiuye, I know you don't like Liu Dayou. Actually, I don't have any good feelings for him. I just asked. I have a feeling that if the wind and snow here will get heavier after a while."
Ye Ming coughed and said, "I discussed with fellow Wuwei Dao. I will build the camp here for the time being. In addition to the reasons mentioned by Qiuye, there are two more important considerations."
The camp was built in such a clear and open place. First of all, the view was good, and there was no obstruction around it, making it easy to see and discover various situations in time. Isn’t everyone here just to witness it?
On the other hand, their camp is closest to the entrance of Jade Lake in Snow Mountain. Once you walk through the passage from the small basin, if the weather is good, you can see the camp at that high place, and it is not far from walking through the gravel beach and meadows. Later generations do not know the situation in this basin, and cannot guarantee that everyone will enter Jade Lake in Snow Mountain at the most appropriate time. If you can find a hiding place when the storm comes, then this camp can become a refuge.
No one knows how many disciples and monks from various sects of Kunlun will come. If someone happens to enter the Jade Lake in the Snow Mountains near dusk, you can see a camp here from a distance. When he is still walking in the open area, the storm will come. There is also a place to hide, so that you will not be injured or die.
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Ye Ming was right. Staying here to camp, he could indeed help people. The first one to be rescued was Sanxian Taoist. It was almost dusk when Sanxian Taoist passed through the passage. The beautiful scenery of the snow-capped mountains in the sunset made him feel dazzled. He stood at a high place to admire for a long time, and then walked down the rocky beach with his hands behind his back.
The Taoist Sanxian saw a crater-like slope at the edge of the meadow and jungle, surrounded by seven tents in the middle, and was arranged in a mysterious formation. It was obvious that it was a camp established by an organized Kunlun Sect master, which seemed very eye-catching. He was watching the excitement and wanted to take a chance, and of course he would not be with those people. Moreover, everyone was not familiar with it, so it was even worse to break into other people's camps. He had learned a lesson in Wanbian Sect.
So Sanxian Taoist did not walk in the direction where the tent camp was, but walked through the meadow and followed the stream to reach the lake. As soon as he arrived at the edge of the jungle, the storm rose from the lake, and it quickly spread out, becoming more and more violent. Snow particles and gravel shot like arrows in the strong wind, and ordinary people could not stand steadily, and they would be bloody and fuzzy when exposed to the storm.
The Taoist Sanxian didn't care much at first, so he unfolded his magic weapon to protect him. His magic weapon was like a cage and a barbecue grill. When he was sacrificed, he could lock his opponent, but now he turned into a cage to cover himself, and there was a faint red light surrounding him, which not only blocked the wind but also kept warm. But he soon realized that it was not very good. Although his cultivation level could temporarily protect himself, if he just walked with the storm for a night, he might be extremely exhausted and might be injured.
The Taoist Sanxian decided to build a nest on the spot and quickly dig a hole in the ground to drill in. But it was not easy to dig a hole at this time. He was sacrificing magic weapons to resist the storm, and he divided his magic power to dig the ground not too deep. He saw a cold water flowing out. Two feet deep under the vegetation here is gravel, and a solid cave cannot be dug. There is a stream passing by nearby, and streams seeping through the gravel.
The wind and snow of crying the roar blocked the spiritual consciousness, making it difficult for Sanxian Taoist to distinguish the situation in the distance, and could only walk towards the camp where he had seen according to the direction in his memory. It was completely dark and the storm became more and more violent. He walked in an open area. If he had not had magical powers, he would have been swept away long ago. He moved forward with the direction judged in the soul, and he sacrificed magic weapons to protect his body, and supported it more and more and more.
Just at this moment, a divine thought penetrated the wind and snow and entered the soul, and a voice said: "This fellow Taoist in the wind and snow can come here to avoid it for the time being."
This is the summoning of Ye Ming, the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, guiding the Sanxian Taoist in the storm into the camp for refuge. There is also a clear direction and terrain display in the soul. With the cultivation of the Sanxian Taoist, although he cannot see the distance, he knows where the camp is and how to go, with Ye Ming's guidance, it is faster and safer, and it also makes him breathe a sigh of relief.
Ye Ming discovered the Sanxian Taoist before the storm started, and knew that the monk might encounter trouble, so he tried his best to expand his spiritual sense during the blizzard. Sure enough, he found that the Sanxian Taoist immediately sent him a rescue signal. The Sanxian Taoist crossed the earth slope to the camp in the strong wind, and suddenly felt relaxed. This circle of earth slopes surrounded an area of about ten feet in radius. Leiqi was more than five meters high. There were seven tents in the center of the open space, which was obviously protected by formations.
The Taoist Sanxian was much more appropriate than when he visited Wanbian Sect. He did not rashly break into the magic circle and bowed far away from the tent and said, "I wonder which expert is here to save me? I am grateful to you!" With a divine sense in his voice, he introduced himself as a monk from Kunlun Fairyland. He had been traveling in the world some time ago. Recently, he heard that the magical goalkeeper Xishi showed his life, so he rushed to the Jade Lake in the Snow Mountain.
Ye Ming replied in the tent: "I am Ye Ming, the head of Xiaoyao Sect. I led the monks of various sects here with the elder Wuwei of Xuanyuan Sect.... I have trouble with my fellow disciples, so I should help each other, just a little effort. Although there is no wind outside, there is still a deep cold at night. Please come to this tent to avoid the cold."
Sanxian Taoist: "I wonder if it's disturbing my seniors' cultivation when I'm here late at night? If it's inconvenient, I can stay overnight outside this tent."
Ye Ming: "This big tent is very spacious, only fellow Wuwei and I are here, so come in... As for the other tents, they live in female cultivators of various schools, which is really inconvenient."
The Sanxian Taoist obtained clear permission and then walked into the magic circle and entered the large tent. The special tent was indeed very spacious. Two single rooms were separated by felt curtains from behind. It was Ye Ming and Wuwei's temporary practice quiet room. But now the two seniors are in the front hall of the tent, and they take turns to guard the spiritual sense at night.
The Taoist Sanxian came into the tent and saluted. He found a mat in the corner and sat down to cultivate his spirits. He thought to himself that this tent was really magical and he could not feel the cold outside.
When he was idle, the two seniors asked a few more questions about his origin. The Taoist Sanxian tried his best to answer in detail. He came from Kunlun Fairyland in a wonderful flying boat, hoping to see the prosperity of the world, and at the same time he also looked for opportunities to improve his cultivation. When he first entered the world, he was not very clear about many rules, and he made jokes and offended fellow practitioners in practicing, so he asked so carefully before entering the tent today. He also mentioned his experience in the Wanbian Sect, and Ye Ming and Wuwei both laughed.
Wuwei asked with a smile: "So you are also a demon cultivator?...We all know Mr. Cheng. You did make a joke at the beginning, but this man and world did not experience it in vain."
The Taoist Sanxian asked back, "Didn't you see that I am a demon cultivator?"
Ye Ming: "You have not revealed your original body, and in that storm, how can we recognize you as a demon cultivator? At this moment, sitting in the tent to cultivate your spirit, you will realize that your vitality and rhythmic characteristics are different from those of ordinary people. However, with your cultivation, I and Wuwei can't see what your original body is. We can't compare to the Ten Thousand Changes of Sects and the Generals of the Cultivation of the Kung Fu."
While talking, Wuwei suddenly released another divine thought: "Five fellow Taoists in the storm, please don't walk in that direction. There is a place to take shelter here, so you can stay overnight for the time being."
It was approaching dusk that day, more than a group of people entered the Jade Lake of Snow Mountain. Shortly after the Sanxian Taoist walked out of the passage, five more monks came. They had just walked across the gravel beach and came to the edge of the meadow. The five people were all demon cultivators, but their cultivation was far less than that of Sanxian Taoist. They turned into original bodies on the spot and wanted to dig holes to hide, but failed. They lost their direction in the storm, and were discovered by the five smells of their spiritual consciousness, and guided them in time with their spiritual thoughts.
The storm had a great limitation on the distance of spiritual sense sensing. After a while, Sanxian discovered that five monsters were coming to the camp through the storm. They couldn't help but sigh at the depth of Wuwei's strength. The five monsters entered the camp and saw so many tents, they wanted to run in, but were blocked by the formation.
Wuwei Takua said with a divine thought: "There is no wind here, and you can resist the cold of the night with the original body of the monster. There are female relatives in the tent, so don't disturb them, you can rest on your own under the slope."
Wuwei Tao led the five monsters to take refuge, but did not let them into the tent, because the demon cultivators did not turn into human form to greet him when they came to the camp, and they wanted to drill into the tent directly. They were stopped by Wuwei and realized their rashness, so they rested against the edge of the earth slope. There was no wind here, but ice and snow fell from time to time, and it was quite cold overnight. The demon cultivators were demon cultivators, and they had their own way to start digging holes on the side of the earth slope.
The Taoist Sanxian was clearly sensing in the big tent, and the two seniors Ye Ming and Wuwei didn't pay attention to it anymore.
It is impossible to drill holes underground in this area because there are gravels more than two feet deep, and there is cold stream water in it. However, it is suitable here because there is a circle of artificially piled high soil slopes. When the soil slope is piled up, it is very difficult to dig holes on it. These five monsters have been busy all night and consume a lot of magical powers. They were dug several cave-like nests on the side of the soil slope at dawn. The inside is wide and the entrance is narrow, which is a good place to hide. But at this time the storm has stopped, which makes them exhausted.