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Chapter 164 Coming Out of the Mountain (4000 words)
"What's important?"

Hearing Seventh Senior Sister's words, Second Senior Brother and Jia Ling'er also became serious.

"This... I don't know too well."

Seventh Senior Sister shook her head.

"Is that so?" The second senior brother's eyes were full of thought, "I came back this time, and I happened to have something to go to the master."

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing." He seemed to have remembered something, "The resolution of the crisis just now is not due to me."

He turned sideways to Fang Qingran and said, "It was the younger brother who took care of that Void Demon."

"Little Junior Brother?"

Seventh Senior Sister involuntarily shifted her gaze to Fang Qingran, unable to hide her surprise:

"On the way here, the phantom demon breath I sensed has reached the height of the second level, that is to say...

It is indeed a genius who can forge the foundation with the Wushuang sword soul! "

She sighed and gave a thumbs up.

Several people were talking to each other, and a house facing south came into view.

"arrive."

Stepping into the courtyard first, Seventh Senior Sister shouted to the inner hall:

"Master, I called Junior Sister Linger and Junior Brother here!
Just in time for the second senior brother to return to the mountain..."

"Second brother is back?"

A young voice came from the middle hall.

The door opens automatically without wind, revealing the scene inside.

The old man in ragged clothes was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, panting slightly violently. Behind him stood the elder brother who showed a bit of concern in his eyes.

The words just now came from his mouth.

"Master, big brother, I'm back!"

The second senior brother took the initiative to come forward and bow.

"Come back? Just come back, just come back..."

The master's voice on the grand master's chair was a little weak, and a smile could barely be squeezed out of his old face.

Looking around at the crowd present, a look of concern and tension appeared on his face, and he asked Jia Linger:
"What happened to your Fourth Senior Brother, Sixth Senior Brother, and Eighth Senior Brother? Do they matter?"

Hearing this, Jia Ling'er hastily recounted everything that happened just now.

Under her special emphasis, everyone turned their attention to Fang Qingran, who had a low sense of presence:
"Good! Good disciple!"

A hint of rosiness appeared on his face, and the old man became interested, and slapped the armrest of the grand master's chair vigorously, and then, as if he was too excited to catch his breath, he suddenly bent down and coughed violently.

"Grandpa, why are you coughing up blood!"

Jia Ling'er, who was always paying attention to the old man, had distress written all over her face.

"No...cough...cough cough is in the way...I'll be fine slowly...cough cough cough..."

The old master waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

Behind him, the elder brother had a sad face:
"Not long ago, a few virtual demons of unknown origin attacked Master and his elders.

It would be great if I arrived earlier. Although my strength is limited, I can help Master share some of the pressure. "

"What? Did the master and senior brother also encounter the virtual demon? No wonder they didn't come to us in time."

Jia Ling'er couldn't help but utter a sound, and then, as if relieved, she patted her chest:
"Fortunately, no matter which side we are on, we have not suffered any major injuries."

Having said that, she couldn't help but turn her eyes to the unconscious Fourth Senior Brother.

If it were to be said who had the most serious injuries present, apart from Grandpa, it would probably belong to this one.

"The situation of the fourth junior brother is indeed very bizarre, but we have to put it aside for the time being.

At present, we still have more important things to face, and the situation is very serious! "

Restraining his gaze, the elder brother cleared his throat with a particularly serious expression:

"Let me replace Master and give a brief explanation.

We were in the mountain just now and found that the ground in some areas showed signs of redness! "

"Redification?"

Second senior brother's pupils shrank suddenly:
"Has it affected here yet?!
I thought that if I came back this time, I might be able to take a step forward..."

"Second Junior Brother, look at your expression, could it be..."

The elder brother looked up at the young man in coir raincoat.

"Well, the main purpose of my return to the mountain this time is to persuade the master and lead the younger brothers and younger sisters to move the faction."

The second senior brother pressed the hilt of the sword with a little force.

"The range of red disaster radiation is getting bigger and bigger, our place is no longer safe!
On the way back alone, I saw no less than dozens of areas affected and affected by the forbidden area. "

"Has it reached this level...?"

The big brother was in a state of contemplation.

In the silence, everyone present turned their attention to the old man sitting in the grand teacher's chair.

The old masters also recovered a little at this time.

His eyes stared straight at the floor tiles in front of him, he opened his mouth several times, as if about to say something, and finally closed it sullenly, with an undisguised struggle in his eyes.

"Master, please make a decision as soon as possible!

Even our mountain is now showing signs of redness, if we delay for a while..."

The second senior brother took a step forward and saluted again.

"Before going back to the mountain, I have inquired about several places where I can rest!"

"Ugh……"

Accompanied by a long sigh, the master of the old school seemed to have been drained of all energy, and looked around the decorations in the middle hall absently, and raised his hand:
"Go back and make some preparations. We will meet at the mountain gate in a quarter of an hour."

"Yes, Master!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and reply in unison.

"The move of the faction? My anomaly, can it also lead me to expand my worldview, let me see the world decades ago, and even the Tianshu City decades ago?"

Fang Qingran thought about it, and simply went back to the room to pack it up, then packed it into a package and carried it on his back.

When he came to the gate of the mountain, he found that it was far more lively than he had imagined.

Here, a large number of people have already gathered around. Judging by their attire, they should be villagers from the village at the foot of the mountain.

The leader was an old man who was supported by two younger generations. He wailed loudly in front of the master of the old sect:

"Old Immortal, I know that in our area, you are really capable, please save us! I kneel down to you and your disciples!"

As he spoke, he shook off the two juniors and was about to kneel down on the muddy ground tremblingly.

"Old village chief, we are more or less acquainted on weekdays, why bother.

What happened, you said it was. "

The eldest brother stepped forward calmly, and gently lifted the opponent's body.

"Then I'm going to say it, I saw it all with my own eyes, and there is absolutely no falsehood!

You...don't be afraid! "

The old village head swallowed.

"Please rest assured, we are practitioners and we will never be afraid!"

The second senior brother said firmly, he looked towards the village at the foot of the mountain.

It stands to reason that at this point in time, it should have been time to rest in normal times. However, in today's village, not only are the lights on in every household, but in the vagueness, it seems that you can still hear a few miserable wailing and depressing roars, which are carried far away along the wind. into the ears.

"Not long ago, the old man's child got up to take a urinate at night, and he suddenly ran back and told the old man that the ground under our feet has turned completely red!
Looking up, I found that the moon tonight is not only very round, but also very red!It was so red that it was about to bleed!
Such an ominous change in the celestial phenomena is second to none, and the most important thing is..."

After looking back at the village in fear, as if afraid of something catching up, he organized his words and continued:
"My daughter-in-law ran over and said that our family's rhubarb seemed to be ill, and the old man hurried over to check, who would have thought...

Rhubarb, who was lying on the ground with a sick look, suddenly jumped up and bit his second son who wanted to reach out to comfort him.

On weekdays, it has always been the best friend with my second son..."

The old village chief raised his hand and gestured:

"Rhubarb's mouth was so big that it took up the entire dog's face, and it bit my second son's arm and half of his face in one bite, and then it swelled up as if it had been blown.

If it wasn't for my eldest son's quick response, he would run away after picking me up, I'm afraid that my old bones would also be planted in that beast's mouth. "

Speaking of this, he seemed to think of his second son who died tragically, and couldn't help crying.

After listening to the old village chief's narration, the members of the Wukong Sword Sect couldn't help but look at each other.

"It seems that the red disaster has spread to our villages below the mountain.

The speed of its erosion is much faster than I imagined. "

The second senior brother clenched his fists.

Sensing the gazes cast by the villagers and his apprentices, the old master couldn't help but see the picture buried deep in his memory.

At that time, he was less than ten years old.

The Wukong Sword Sect of their generation consisted of hundreds of people. At that time, they were the well-deserved overlord forces in the surrounding areas.

However, on a certain day, the contemporary sect master, who was also the master who brought him back to the mountain, suddenly sent most of them back home, leaving only eight of their senior brothers.

The master led the seven senior brothers to leave the mountain gate. He caught up and grabbed the corner of the master's clothes, asking the master what they were going to do. city.

Rubbing his head and asking him if the soup dumplings in the Shanxia shop are good.

His favorite food is the soup dumpling sold in a shop at the foot of the mountain, so the answer is naturally affirmative.

He remembered that before the master left, the last question he asked was: "What if someone wants you to stop eating their soup dumplings?"

Immediately afterwards, he said again: "This time, master and brother, help you drive it away."

"Why do you have to force me? I have already shrunk into the mountain, almost completely cut off contact with the outside world, and now even this last inch of pure land..."

The old master murmured in a low voice.

He took a deep breath, looked around, and looked at the village below the mountain:
"lets go!"

Several disciples of the Wukong Sword Sect guarded a dozen villagers who had fled up the mountain, and asked them to take care of the unconscious Fourth Senior Brother and others. A group of more than 20 people set off from the mountain gate.

At the front, the second senior brother is in charge of leading the way, Jia Linger and seventh senior sister are in charge of the left and right wings, the master and senior senior brother are in the middle to coordinate, and Fang Qingran is in charge of the rear of the team.

With his soul thoughts open, Fang Qingran sensed that battles erupted in front of him from time to time, and observed the second senior brother who was fighting.

The first-order Void Demon that was blocked by the opponent with one sword, so far, there has not been a single Void Demon that is worthy of his second sword.

The fluctuation of the spiritual fire he perceived has also reached the level of the high level of the candle, which is on par with the elder brother.

No wonder he said that he wanted to challenge the opponent and become a well-deserved master of the Sword Sect. This guy really has a few brushes.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the elder brother who was in charge of coordinating in the middle, and occasionally slashed to support the two wings.

Fang Qingran still remembered the scene when this one fought against him.

In the case of being suppressed to the same level of strength, he can also achieve an equal share with him. Although this is partly due to his lack of full strength, it is enough to show that the opponent is by no means as simple as it seems on the surface.

The group of people is getting closer and closer to the village, and the old voice reaches everyone's ears:

"Be vigilant and stay alert."

Looking back at the past, Fang Qingran suddenly found that at some time, the red color had spread to every corner, at least with his eyesight, even if he looked far away, he couldn't see the edge at all.

There was a blood moon hanging high in the sky, and under the shadow of the moonlight, he vaguely noticed that a very weak tyrannical and bloodthirsty intention occasionally emerged in his heart, which constantly impacted his mind.

However, his willpower and mental attributes have been added, and the current level is far from being able to affect his mind.

But not everyone's consciousness is so strong, he found that Jia Ling'er and Seventh Senior Sister were much more vicious when they attacked now than before.

"Extraordinary people are like this, what about ordinary people...?"

Thinking about it, he turned his attention to the villagers who were walking slowly in the team.

The ambiance, quietly scary.

The old village chief, who was supported by two younger generations, had cloudy old eyes that were sometimes clear and sometimes confused.

Even he himself didn't seem to notice this.

When his emotions intertwined and changed faster and faster, the second senior brother who was leading the way stopped suddenly.

The villagers, who followed suit, were refreshed, and their rationality completely overwhelmed other emotions at this moment. They raised their heads and looked around, and finally focused their attention on the second senior brother in front, or the old master who didn't say a word.

"The situation may be more difficult than I imagined...

Everyone get ready for battle! "

Gently pushing the sword, a drop of cold sweat dripped from his temples under the bamboo hat.

As soon as the words fell, one fell to the ground on all fours. It was nearly three meters long, with entangled muscles and patches of yellow-brown fur. The extremely tearing monster crashed into the house in front of it and rushed out, blocking the way forward of the team. Still holding half of his body.

The cold wind swept across the sky, the sound of wings fluttered from far to near, and the rumble of the ground made it almost unsteady to stand. Fang Qingran sensed the aura of the virtual demons on the left and right, and his expression moved indiscernibly.

Added up, there are at least a dozen or even more virtual demons approaching at high speed. This is not the key point. The key point is that many of these virtual demons exude second-level power.

Among them, there are two or three ghostly demons, even comparable to the superhumans with the limit of light candles.

Jia Ling'er's face was pale.

She is different from the villagers present. The villagers only know how to tremble, but they can't really judge the situation. After seeing the strength of the Wukong Sword Sect, they still have a lot of hope in their hearts. As an extraordinary person, she, It couldn't be more clear about the unequal combat power gap between the two sides.

She racked her brains, trying to think of a way to break the situation, but the answer she got...

(End of this chapter)